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kentopedia · 1 year

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NB, idea I thought you might like—you know those memes/stories of boyfriends who get drunk and tell their girlfriend something like, “You’re pretty but I have a girlfriend,” or whatever?

Nanami. Very red-faced and very seriously.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ THE BOYFRIEND TRAP — nanami kento

OMG THIS IS SO CUTE !! it's so funny you mention it bc i've been thinking about writing something like this for a while now hehe. this gave me a perfect excuse to write something sweet bc i've been feeling so emotional about him

it was satoru's idea to go out drinking. ironic, really, considering he was the one that had a soda in front of him, no more than half-empty, a refill after the first sickeningly sweet one.

across the restaurant, at the bar, gojo was talking with nanami, nodding seriously with a small grin as kento rambled on about something that he would probably regret spilling to the white-haired man in the morning. it was easy to get kento to talk with some alcohol in him; he normally kept things locked up tight, but once you got a drunk kento going, it was, truly, hard to stop him.

"you should get him home," shoko said, smiling from where her hands were set in her hands. "i'm afraid of what satoru is over there asking."

it was then that you noticed the phone in gojo's hands, not so subtly hidden behind the edge of the table, filming as kento waved his hands around in the air. nanami wasn't normally such a lightweight—whatever satoru had ordered him must have packed a heavy punch.

you sighed. "kento is going to kill him tomorrow." with that, you said goodbye to shoko and stood from the table, heading over to the two men conversing at the bar.

as you approached, satoru waved gleefully, not even trying to hide the fact that he was filming the entire scene.

"are you ready, kento?" you asked, grabbing your phone from your bag to check the time; it was later than you thought. "we should probably leave or we'll miss the last train."

"you're leaving? it's still so early," satoru whined, a dramatic pout on his lips. "i can just call ijichi-"

"you bother that man enough." you rolled your eyes. not to mention, kento would probably be mortified if his younger colleague saw him in such a state. "come on, ken-" you placed a hand on his forearm, but it was only there for a moment before nanami, politely, lifted it off his arm and gave it back to you.

"i'm sorry," he said, his expression one of complete seriousness, despite his reddened face. "i can't go with you."

you glanced over at satoru, who covered his mouth, trying not to choke on his laughter. "why not?" you asked kento, your eyebrows pulling together.

nanami stood straighter, his eyes hazy as he regarded you apologetically. his tie was loosened, and the top button of his shirt was undone, cooling his heated skin. "you're pretty," he said, slurring the words a bit. "but i have a girlfriend."

satoru's laughter escaped in loud cackles as he held the phone up higher, shoving it into nanami's face.

you blinked up at kento, a small smile pulling onto your lips. "you do, huh? you don't think i'm prettier than your girlfriend?"

he frowned. "no. of course not." kento's hair had come undone, two blonde strands falling over his forehead as he sifted through his pocket, pulling out his phone. he showed you the lockscreen; a photo of you smiling widely beside him as he kissed you on the cheek. "see how cute she is? she's beautiful."

you laughed, your cheeks warm as you took the phone from his hands. "she sure looks an awful lot like me, kento." giving the phone back to him, you showed him your own lock screen, another photo of the same day; this one was just of kento smiling softly at the camera, the orange sunset glowing against his skin.

he stared at the photo for a moment, studying it, as if unsure why you had a picture of him. then, his face cleared. "oh," kento breathed, looking back at you and then the photo, a realization erupting behind his eyes. "that's why you're so pretty."

you smiled, and tugged his hand to pull him away from the barstool. "you are very pretty too, kento," you said, and his cheeks grew redder, his smile lopsided from all the alcohol. "i'm glad i won't have to drag you out of here like a toddler." though you exhaled a sigh, it was more amused than anything.

waving goodbye to satoru, you led kento out of the restaurant, his arms stringing around your waist as he clung to you. he kissed your cheek, your temple, and you laughed breathlessly, pretending to be exasperated.

"i love you," he said, squeezing you tight. "you're my favorite person in the entire world." the letters were drawn out, the syllables meshing together as he stumbled onto his feet. you were certain he would've fallen onto the pavement, had it not been for the tight grip on your body.

he repeated the words again, i love you, i love you, like he couldn't get enough of the taste of them on his tongue.

the feeling of him around you was warm, and you leaned back into his chest, just as in love with him as he was with you. though, you couldn't help but mess around with him a little more. teasing him was, perhaps, the one hobby you shared with gojo.

"you love me that much?" you asked, but you still kissed him softly, grinning against his flushed lips. "two minutes ago you didn't even remember who i was."

he hummed, pressing a kiss to your top of your head, stalling you in the middle of the sidewalk. he dragged you close, staring at you with hearts in his eyes. "'m sorry, sweetheart," kento said, running a hand through your hair. "think i drank too much."

you laughed, lacing your fingers with his own. "maybe just a little."

#THANK YOU FOR SENDING ME THIS OMG #I wuv him so so much #this is so sappy and sweet #& i can't help but make gojo reader's bff in everything i write #xoxo rylie 💌 ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆#kento 💋 ⋆ ˚｡⋆#nanami fluff #nanami x fem!reader #kento nanami x reader #໒꒱ rylie's angels #xoxo rylie 💌 ⋆ ˚｡⋆

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blackhairedjjun · 5 months

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staying afloat - k.th

pairing: kang taehyun x gn reader | genre / tropes: angst, argument -> makeup, implied friends to lovers, office worker!taehyun, the subtlest of love confessions | word count: 899 | warnings: burnout and exhaustion from overwork

part of my 300 followers event (event masterlist)

prompt - HEAT: while engaged in a passionate argument with one another, sender, in the heat of the moment, blurts out “i love you!” to the receiver. think of like, that glorious trope where people have a huge argument and then suddenly sb drops the mic with “because i’m in love with you!” and silences the other person. u know the trope! (requested by anon)

author's notes: HI ANON im sorry this took sooooo long. as i said, this was hard for me to write bc i already did the heat prompt twice before and i didn't want to be too repetitive with the arguments... the argument here is a bit calmer and more one-sided on yn's part but i hope it still works!

“you are running yourself into the ground, taehyun!” you grab his shoulders and give him a little shake. taehyun watches you closely, and you can see the darkening circles under his eyes.

he’s still standing before the threshold of your home, right in front of the door. with just one step he could walk in if you weren’t blocking his way. outside, the night air is so cold that you shivered instantly upon opening the door for him. the sky is dark, with neither moon nor stars, and the only light comes from the fluorescent bulb at the doorway.

“y/n, you’re up working too,” he says. his voice is steady but firm. “you can’t tell me what not to do when you’re also working like this.”

“i’m doing overtime for just one night, for god’s sake. but you 一 you’ve been so busy and tired for what, two weeks? you forget to answer my texts. forget!” you throw your hands up. “and you’ve never forgotten before, not in all the years that i’ve known you.”

taehyun stuffs his hands into his pockets and his gaze flickers away from yours for a second before it returns. though he tries to stand his ground, you notice the soft look in his eyes, laying bare the tiredness and worries weighing down on him.

“well, i’m here now. why won’t you let me make it up to you?”

“because it’s one in the morning and you’ve been staying up late for overtime and extra projects for what, two weeks now? you go home late and you wake up early, your boss dumps all this work on you, and you barely get any time off!” you take a step closer, now fully exiting the warmth of your home, to stand so close to him. “please, taehyun. it’s not that i don’t want to see you, but you’re so, so tired. i can see it in your face.”

you reach out to touch his face, but his expression goes taut and your hand hovers just inches away. he turns away from you before you can scan his eyes for the tired look you saw; a cold breeze blows by, causing both of you to shiver and pushing the bangs away from taehyun’s forehead.

he looks... sadder than what you remember. you remember how easily his face would light up before he took on his new position at his job; he would smile at the smallest of your remarks, his big eyes sparkling like jewels. you thought of the steady stream of texts from him day after day, reminding you to eat or commenting on a silly photo you took, and how that stream soon turned into a trickle. the memories make your body feel heavy.

taehyun says nothing for a few moments and just lets out a sigh. when he looks back at you there’s a pained look that wasn’t there before, and you feel an ache in your chest at the sight.

“y/n, i... i don’t want you to worry about me like this. i can’t... i can take care of myself. please, please just trust me. i hate watching you worry like this.”

“oh, you hate watching me worry?” your tone rises before you even realize it. “and i hate watching you turn into this! you’re exhausted, taehyun. you’re not yourself anymore. i can’t even remember the last time i saw you smile! do you know how much it hurts to see the person you love lose himself like this?”

you tremble in your spot and your words start to trip over themselves. your emotions pile onto each other, keeping you from speaking straight: some anger, yes, but mostly disappointment, worry, loneliness, fear. “i ha一 i hate seeing you like this, taehyunie. i can’t一 i can’t watch一 i love you too much to see this一”

taehyun cuts you off to pull you into a hug. he holds onto you so tightly, as if trying to wrestle you away from the emotions gripping you. one of his hands makes his way through your hair. angry tears prick at your eyes but you relax in his hold, finally letting out a sob.

“i’m sorry,” he says, his hand combing through your hair then rubbing your back. “i know you’re just looking out for me... and you’re right. i am exhausted...”

something shifts and now you feel his full weight on you. now you’re the one holding him, his head moving to rest in the crook of your neck, his shoulders fully slumped. the weeks of exhaustion have finally caught up to him, and you wrap your arms around his waist to prop him up.

“i’m sorry, y/n,” he repeats. “for not... listening to you... for forgetting...”

your hold on him tightens and tears stream down your face, but you manage to speak. “i just don’t want you to hurt yourself...”

neither of you say anything more. taehyun doesn’t let go of you and sinks fully into your touch; despite the chill night air, he’s still warm in your arms. you let your tears fall freely as you keep a firm hold on the friend you love, as if letting go of him means he will sink and drown.

the night is so quiet that the murmur he lets out against your neck still comes out loud and clear.

“i love you too.”

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murkycran · 5 months

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Radiostatic/Voxal Fic Rec List

Welcome to my Radiostatic/Voxal Fic Rec List! ^_^ This will include romantic, platonic, and/or queerplatonic Radiostatic fics (and admittedly probably a couple of Radiosilence fics, too).

I will keep updating this periodically as I read more fics, so feel free to check back every once and a while! I'll reblog it when I update it, plus make a note with the date at the top. Trust me, this is by no means a complete list; there's fics I still want to add to this that I just haven't gotten to yet. I just decided to go ahead and post it anyways, because if I kept waiting until I ran out of fics to rec I'd probably be working on this forever.

These are not in any particular order; I'm going by both my Bookmarks list on AO3 and my memory of fics I forgot to bookmark. I also tried to make notes on what fics were written before season 1 released, but I might have missed some, so keep that in mind.

Please let me know if any links don't work or are wrong!

✨Before you proceed:✨ read the tags on these fics if you decide to read them. Many of them have heavy material - no surprise given the fandom, but still, felt like this needed said. On that note, there's also fics with explicit material and some fics are straight up PWP. Again, read at your own risk/heed the tags.

Fic Rec List Masterpost

Staticmoth Fic Rec List

Misc. Vox Fic Rec List

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Radio Healed the Video Star by Aspiring_Forest_Witch

Summary: Alastor comes across an unconscious and battered Vox while out on one of his strolls. He feels compelled to bring him back to the hotel.

Notes: 98% of this fic was written before season 1 was released, so keep that in mind, because there's obviously going to be inconsistencies with canon. It's nearly finished (at least according to the author's notes in the latest chapters, I think). I suggest pacing yourself with this one - it's nearly 700k words long. I ruined a good sleep schedule staying up to get through it. (So worth it though.) There are quite a few OCs in later chapters, but they're such good OCs. You fall in love with them just as much as the canon characters, I swear. I would die for Verity and the Trio.

Let's Misbehave by joosymango

Summary: Alastor wins a bet against Vox, now his rival must stop pestering him for two weeks. It should be a pleasant break! So why does he miss the idiot?

Notes: Vaguely inspired by Aspiring_Forest_Witch's Radio Healed the Video Star. Also largely written before season 1 release. First fic I read for the HH fandom. ^_^

Safe with Me Series by rillo (rillyrillo)

Summary: Having only ever set his sights on men who treat women with odious disrespect, Alastor never thought he'd take interest in Vox's turbulent relationship with his fiancé and business partner, Valentino. He decides to lend a helping hand in the hopes of getting Vox out of his sticky situation. After all, what are childhood enemies for?

Unfortunately, neither Alastor nor Vox could've predicted the rollercoaster of unsaid emotions and future horrors that are thrown their way. Will they be able to rely on each other and get by unscathed? Or will destiny have other plans for these two?

[HUMAN AU] [There's art included for the human designs]

Notes: It's so, so good. ;-; Heed the tags. There's a prequel consisting of oneshots, plus a sequel (listed below, bc I can't not put it here)! And there's ART! So much art!

You, My Everything by rillo (rillyrillo)

Summary: Some say that love can conquer all, even in Hell.

Vox begged to differ, and he was damn well sure Alastor did too – or at least he would be, if Alastor hadn’t become one big question mark.

Sequel to Safe with Me.

Notes: Only read if you've read Safe With Me!!! Still pretty early in the story but so good. ;-; The angst, I swear...

You're on the Air by rillo (rillyrillo)

Summary: A series of short, daily conversations between a radio host and his avid listener, as the two learn more about each other’s lives over the air. Set in the late 90s/early 2000s.

Notes: Same author as Safe with Me, but not set in the same universe! This one is set up in a literal radio show format; almost entirely dialogue-centric.

Of Candied Pine and Cherried Smoke by rillo (rillyrillo)

Summary: Inspired by x_Arcticfox_x’s fanfiction: Blue Raspberries And Cherry Cola

After overdosing on them one too many times to curb the steadily weakening suppressants, Vox's body rejects them outright. Now with his scent getting stronger, he finds himself struggling to hide his true status as an Omega. In his desperation, he seeks help from the one person that knows his secret: Alastor.

Notes: Omegaverse. Same author as Safe with Me series and You're on the Air!

Blue Raspberries And Cherry Cola by x_Arcticfox_x

Summary: Vox is an omega, that's his biggest secret.

During his life time he hid this fact using suppressants, and counited to in death. One day he runs out of pills and his supplier is out of stock for the time being so Vox is forced to submit to the torture of going through heat for the first time in decades.

Too bad his business partner only see's omega's as mere object's...

But hey, at least Angel found him just in time, right?

Notes: Omegaverse. Currently on hold, but has 14 chapters currently available for reading. :)

Once Bitten, Twice Shy by The_Penny_Tails

Summary: Alastor decides that it's time to claim what is rightfully his, consequences be damned.

Notes: It's not porn but it might as well have been for how fucking intense this scene was. 😳

Dripping Pink by The_Penny_Tails

Summary: Just before an Overlord meeting, Alastor gets infected by an off-market, highly potent, and incredibly dangerous love potion. Nobody realises until it's too late.

Notes: Simultaneously funny as fuck and erotic as all hell. I suffered from so much secondhand embarrassment on Vox's behalf. It's wonderful. :D

Lucidity's Fog by The_Penny_Tails

Summary: Ever since he met Alastor, Vox has been having raunchy dreams about the deer. Those dreams suddenly stop when Alastor disappears. For seven years, he's free of the guilt, of the shame brought on by his unconscious desire.

Until Alastor comes back, and Vox is plagued by a new dream the same day he finds out about the news. This time, however, something is distinctively different about how the deer is acting.

Notes: Author tagged for light angst, but ngl the ending did not feel like 'light' angst to me lol. Hurt in a good way.

Finger Tips and Dotted Lips by The_Penny_Tails

Summary: Alastor has sensitive hands; he finds this out at the most inconvenient time possible. Unfortunately, Vox is the one who ends up paying the price for it.

Having to help a seemingly broken Overlord whilst navigating this new discovery proves to be a little more taxing than the Radio Demon could ever have imagined.

Notes: Alastor is such a troll in this omg.

Thawing Out by Seaside_Dreaming

Summary: Seeing a small crack in Vox's screen nags at Alastor more than he likes to admit.

Vox wishes things were better. Sooner or later, Alastor has to come to terms with the fact he has feelings, in general.

Notes: Written before season 1 release. HIGHLY suggest reading the prequel one-shot. It's not necessary to understand the plot here, but you should read it anyway.

Static by passthevoxcord

Summary: Vox creates a new and improved version of himself to please Val, only to be replaced by it. He is left beaten and broken with no one to turn to . . . except maybe his oldest enemy, Alastor.

Notes: Written before season 1 release.

Hating you feels so good by TwoBitJester

Summary: Vox obsesses over his returned enemy and finds himself a little too wound up

Notes: Very good PWP.

Laced Over Dinner by hazbinhearts

Summary: Vox is persuaded to dress a little differently over dinner for Alastor, but finds it remarkably uncomfortable as the night goes on. Written for VoxWeek21 Day 3: dressing up [appearance, formal, dance].

Notes: Written before season 1 release. Corsets. 😳

Observer by DeviousPossum

Summary: He moved the cursor to click off, when he suddenly heard a very recognizable static laced tone.

Alastor.

What the fuck. Alastor is singing.

Vox unintentionally ran claw marks across his desk, an increasingly common habit for him as of late. He grimaced at his now ruined table and unsuccessfully tried to reel in an inexplicable feeling that could only be described as jealousy.

Notes: Porn with a tiny bit of plot in the first chapter. :3

RadioTV Week 2021 Series by Heliosolar

Summary: Pretty much the title; various prompts.

Notes: Written before season 1 release. All worth reading, though they aren't connected.

Sharkblocking by Anonymous

Summary: Alastor is Vox’s number one rival. Incidentally, though nobody involved is aware of it, Alastor’s number one rival is actually Vox’s pet shark.

In which Alastor is actually a little obsessed back and Vark is the biggest obstacle to Radiostatic short of canon itself.

Notes: VARK!

Control + V by TooManyPsuedonyms

Summary: Vox and Alastor have a... thing. Not quite a relationship, but something. Vox is too scared to define it properly, and Alastor is dead set that Vox will eventually get bored of his lack of reciprocity and move on.

So, Valentino tries to show Vox what he is missing.

... too bad Vox didn't want him like that. ... too bad Alastor didn't know want is a vague word.

Notes: Heed the tags!!! There's currently a sequel; I haven't read it yet, but I definitely plan to. 👀

gift of the magi by vol_ctrl

Summary: "... Although husband and wife are now left with gifts that neither one can use, they realize how far they are willing to go to show their love for each other, and how priceless their love really is ..."

Alastor/Vox established relationship fluff.

Notes: Written before season 1 release. Very sweet. ^_^

the lost tape by vol_ctrl

Summary: There's a NEW ambitious media demon in Pentagram City. You never get a second chance to make a first impression, right?

Notes: Written before season 1 release.

12 Days of Yuletide by vol_ctrl

Summary: A parody of the 12 Days of Christmas traditional tune, as can only be done by Vox gifting to his beloved adversary.

Or, a series of letters from the desk of Alastor upon receiving a series of increasingly elaborate gifts from his insufferably modern foil during the holiday season.

Notes: Written before season 1 release.

Fear makes the heart grow fonder by Graysongirl

Summary: After a bit of inspiration from an unlikely source Vox comes up with the plan that scaring Alastor is the best route to gaining his affections. The haunted house at LuLu World seems like the perfect (safe) environment for a bit of pre-planned scaring...

[Stand-alone staticradio]

Notes: Written before season 1 release. Funny af. "Red! Red!" XD

Cordyceps, King of Ants by spappest

Summary: Vox is tired. Of Valentino. Of Velvette. Of Alastor, and Hell, and everything in between. He can't escape, but he can cut himself off, piece by piece, until he feels nothing at all. Alastor takes exception to this approach and commissions a certain princess of Hell to fix his foe. Now Vox has a hotel of misfits on one side of him, overlords on the other, and Alastor crushing his cage ever smaller.

Clearly, the only way Vox will get any peace and quiet is to just kill God.

Valentino did always tell him that he had no chill.

Notes: Started before season 1 was released. Technically features Staticmoth but it's not the focus as much as Radiostatic (which honestly has a relationship status of ??? not romantic but also not friendship or even strictly enemies...just...Alastor and Vox). O_O I think about this fic on a daily basis.

Russian Roulette by spappest

Summary: Vox and Alastor play a game that Vox is way too excited to lose.

Notes: Started before season 1 release. Take note!!! I'm putting this on the Radiostatic list because it's almost entirely centered on Alastor and Vox's dynamic, but the romantic relationship is Staticmoth. The Staticmoth is just not featured very much.

Vox and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Afterlife by spappest

Summary: Alastor goes into rut.

Vox has a bad time. Then a good time. Then a very bad time. Then a brief vacation. Then a confusing time.

Notes: Background Staticmoth, but Radiostatic is most prominent. Funny af. Alastor and Vox have...a very special relationship. Lol.

Killer Ex by FanGirl48

Summary: Alastor was a serial killer who valued his privacy. So when someone who claims to know what he is tries to barge into his life he can't let them live, his secret must be protected at all cost.

A normally easy task easy task becomes complicated when Alastor's ex-boyfriend is dragged into the whole thing forcing the serial killer to go visit them for the first time in seven years.

Notes: Human AU. Love me some possessive Alastor. <3

Negotiations by FanGirl48

Summary: Vox had no interest in attending a meeting between Heaven and Hell following the failed attack by the Adam and his Exterminators. Alastor's little gremlin caused the mess, so he can go clean it up. Vox had nothing wanted nothing to do with the radio demon, king of hell or heaven.

But that was before Lucifer made the media overlord aware of Valentino's little job offer to his daughter.

Damnit Valentino!

Notes: "And they were roommates!" "Oh my god they were roommates"

Down, Up, and Back Down by CowboyEnthusiast

Summary: Vox dies. Surprisingly no one takes this well.

Or, Vox dies and Alastor tries to drag his soul back from Purgatory.

Notes: Another fic I think about daily... Heavy themes. Heed the tags.

Hold Me Like a Grudge by Rachello344

Summary: Alastor has spent a long time running from Vox. Vox has chased after him almost as long. When suppressants fail throughout the city, they finally collide.

Notes: Omegaverse. Fun fact about this author: all their Radiostatic fic titles are from Fall Out Boy lyrics lol. (I fucking love FOB sue me.) I haven't yet read all of Rachello344's Radiostatic fics, BUT I have them all on my To Read list because I've loved everything I've read of theirs so far lol.

What Makes You So Special? by Rachello344

Summary: With Lucifer’s return to the Pride Ring, the other Deadly Sins were bound to take notice. When Asmodeus stops by the Pride Ring to visit the Morningstars, the Vees are able to make a deal to host a pop-up shop of the incredibly popular Lust Ring establishment, Ozzie’s, bringing it to the Pride Ring for the first time.

When Vox and Alastor both attend the restaurant’s opening night, long repressed sparks fly, forever changing their relationship.

Notes: Because of the pacing of this (sex first romance later), I feel like this is the Radiostatic equivalent of Femalefonzie's Freak-A-Zoid (a really good Staticmoth fic). This is hands down one of the most romantic Radiostatic fics I've read. ^_^

Hold Me Tight (or Don't) by Rachello344

Summary: Alastor and Vox finally come to an understanding, both of each other and of what they each mean to the other. Their relationship evolves accordingly, one concession at a time, until they both get everything they could possibly want: power, companionship, and even love.

Notes: So, so good.

Keep You Like an Oath by Rachello344

Summary: Alastor normally wouldn’t bother with the chore—breaking into V Tower was quite a lot of work, even for him—but he found himself curious about what Vox and his little friends might be working on. Especially since whatever it was had Angel concerned enough to report back to the rest of the hotel about it.

Of course, before he can learn anything, he’ll need to sneak past Vox’s watchful eye…

Notes: God it's just...so good. Read it. Radiostatic reconciliation. One thing I love about Rachello344 writing Radiostatic is Alastor's terms of endearment for Vox. ^_^

To Be Yours by pinegreenapples

Summary: Alastor hears something he hasn't heard in years. He decides to investigate why now, of all times, this frequency has turned back on. Vox is not amused.

Notes: Hurt no comfort. Hurts so good, though. ;-;

oleanders in june by spoondrifts

Summary: It seems like while Alastor was off preying on the self-destructive addictions of desperate sinners, Vox was off getting himself beaten half to death, probably from spouting belligerent nonsense at someone with violent tendencies and a far lower threshold for disrespect than Alastor. Not everyone finds poor Vox’s chatter as charming as he does.

If Vox is unconscious, then Vox is not being entertaining, and Alastor came here to have fun, not play nursemaid.

Or: Drunk on power and itching to cause some mayhem, Alastor hunts down the only person in the city who's always up for anything. Unfortunately, he finds Vox... not exactly in tip-top shape. No matter; he can work with that too.

Notes: ^_^ Very sweet.

equilibrium by curtailed

Summary: Post-Finale. The Hotel finds Alastor right on the front lawn, unconscious and bleeding, still injured from Adam's blade. While he recovers, all of Hell scrambles to find out who his mysterious rescuer is.

Meanwhile, Vox tries not to freak out that he might have accidentally made a soul bond to save that deer asshole's life. All he had wanted to do was to scope out the ruins of Alastor's radio tower. Fuck him for being curious, he supposed.

Notes: This fic has me in a CHOKEHOLD. I love the characterizations so, so much. Manages to fit in humor alongside the angst. One of the best fight scenes I've ever seen put into words. Curtailed really took Vox and Alastor as characters and planned out a cool fucking fight scene using their unique abilities. I automatically love anything tagged with "one fell first but the other fell harder" lol.

candlelight by curtailed

Summary: Despite the #SirRepentious success, Heaven remains skeptical of a sinner's ability to change. Logic gets lost somewhere, and really, what's a better way to show sinners can be marginally less horrible than to stick two Overlords who hate each other in the same living space?

Alastor and Vox play house.

Notes: The comedy of Alastor and Vox being forced to be civil with each other and then unintentionally becoming very domestic together. Lol

wallow by curtailed

Summary: A 2+1 fic. Two times when Alastor and Vox were in a love triangle (hard quote on love, hard quote on triangle), and the one time Alastor had Vox to himself.

Notes: Only 1 (very good) chapter so far, but safe to say pretty heavy already. Heed the tags.

Addicted by Dancingdog

Summary: After the latest argument with Valentino, Vox finds himself at the Hazbin Hotel. An injured Alastor is less-than-pleased to see him, which is understandable considering they are enemies.

But as more and more of Valentino's venom leaves his system, Vox begins to remember his days before V-Tower and he learns exactly why Alastor rejected his offer all those decades ago.

His memories return in fits and spurts - not all of them good. His past with Alastor isn't something he expected and it turns out that he isn't the only one suffering.

Notes: Dude. This fic hurt me. Such good angst.

Radio Made the Video Star Series by songofhell

Summary: Snippets of Vox and Alastor's afterlife, and their journey from strangers to friends to enemies to... something more.

Notes: Pretty much what the series summary says - a series of installments that chronicle the beginning and subsequent evolution of Alastor and Vox's relationship. Very good, has tons of possessive!Alastor, which I die for.

Uneasy by Saezs

Summary: “Something’s wrong with Voxy.”

Velvette’s eyes snapped to the tall moth pimp. “And?” she prompted with a raised eyebrow. As if she needed to deal with two piss babies this close to a show. Valentino shrugged, tapping away on his phone, and walked away to stand threateningly close to her new models. Before she could snap at him, she saw it; his wings were twitching. Barely noticeable to strangers, just under the hum of the building’s lights, he was squeaking with each tap of his fingers. She felt unease and a healthy dose of aggravation swirl in her stomach.

Or: Vox was roofied and sexually assaulted. Velvette tries to be better than her mother. Unexpected connections are formed.

Notes: Heed the tags! Features genderfluid Vox. :)

Five Times Vox and Alastor Danced and One Time They Didn't by Drowsy_Salamander

Summary: “I say, good fellow, what are you doing on the ground like that?”

The voice was perky, cheerful, and bright. It had a crisp mid-Atlantic accent, the kind Vox remembered being all the rage for stage and film performers back when he first entered the broadcast industry. The diction was crystal clear with every sound enunciated separately to maximise clarity, the consonants clicked and the vowels were broad. It was a performer’s voice.

A voice for radio.

Oh shit.

... Five times Vox and Alastor danced and one time Vox and Alastor didn't.

From their first meeting through their friendship, to their enmity and fighting. From infatuation to yearning to animosity. Dancing is a partnership, is it not?

Notes: Each chapter so far has been a different type of dance, which is really neat. Especially chapter 2. ^_^ That said, there's a feeling of impending doom, knowing what happens to their relationship eventually... Not saying that as a deterrent but just a comment on how I felt while reading it lol. It's very sweet, which is why it hurts to think of future chapters. 🙃

Days Long Past by Momo52

Summary: All sinners of hell bore some physical marks of how they lived and died. Some physical manifestations were more obvious while others were subtle. Vox was not an exception to this rule.

While his television head was an obvious indication of his life while on Earth, the mark he bore from his death was far more subdued. Luckily enough, his shame was easily concealed behind a high collar. Unfortunately, he is just as well known in his afterlife as he was in his life. As such, trying to make everyone believe that he is so much stronger than what his death implies is a constant battle. He only wished that he wasn’t the hardest one to convince.

Notes: I think platonic Radiostatic is the endgame here. Still pretty early in the story, but I'm really liking this author's depiction of Vox and Alastor's pasts. Heed the tags. There are heavy subjects such as suicide (very big theme for Vox's pov) and period-typical racism (in Alastor's past) present in the story.

Remote Access by x-UsoTsuki-x (its_not_reael)

Summary: In the aftermath of Alastor and Vox's electrifying on-air showdown, Vox finds himself unusually rattled. His usual suave demeanor is slipping, much to his cohorts' amusement – and concern. Velvet can do little more than roll her eyes at his antics. Valentino, on the other hand, is convinced that all Vox needs to do is get fucked and relax.

or, alternatively...

The tech-savvy overlord manages to snag a virus from a porn site and finds himself in the arms of his worst enemy.

Notes: Fairly certain this is firmly Radiosilence based on the tags (and the direction of the story so far). Very funny, very hot. Vox is pathetic in this one. Lol

Nun-thing Like You've Ever Seen Series by A_Cypress_Coffin

Summary: Alastor, the feared radio demon with more blood on his hands than most of hell combined, wasn't always as we imagine him. There was a time where instead of a dapper suit and smile he donned a simple vow and habit. That didn't last of course, but the journey is quite something.

Notes: This author has a great sense of humor, lmao. I enjoyed the unique headcanons for Alastor's backstory. The tag that hooked me: "Accidentally becoming a better person through bad domming and found family".

Empathia by The_Oblivious_Swallow

Summary: Creating new technology is boring, sex is physically unappealing, the other Vee’s are so annoying, annoying, annoying! Even Vark, his baby, his pride and joy, doesn’t stir the same joy in his heart like he should.

So, Vox had concluded that it had to go. For his sake.

Notes: Contains Staticmoth, but Radiostatic seems like the endgame (I write this as there is one chapter still left). Really interesting idea. I love Vox.exe so much. ;-;

Every Madman Has His Vice by phantasm_png (chibellero)

Summary: “What the fuck do you want, Alastor? Was it not enough to kill me all those years ago? Now, you had to go for the people I loved and the only things I had left in this fucking Hellhole?”

“It was my fault,” Alastor whispers as he approaches Vox slowly, as if he was some sort of wounded animal he didn’t want to scare off. His prey. “Vox, I’m sorry. If I had a chance to redo that night, I would never have hurt you to this extent. I’ll never harm you again.”

“That’s seven years too fucking late, Alastor.”

OR: Seven years ago, instead of Alastor disappearing, it was Vox who left instead.

Notes: I’m so fucking here for this AU. Possessive Alastor, Vox helping with the hotel, Husk is still an Overlord, yessss

Metathesiophobia (Fear of Change) by phantasm_png (chibellero)

Summary: There's a lot that can change in seven years.

But never once had Alastor expected for something like this from his old rival and older friend.

Or, Alastor and Vox start to rekindle their old friendship again after a shocking discovery strikes the deer demon.

Notes: QPR Radiostatic with MtF Vox! Contains a smidge of Staticmoth, but it's in the background and not the focus. Very well written.

surimi and venison by phantasm_png (chibellero)

Summary: A series of short drabbles (500+ words) in an interconnected universe (peep the tags, they're still in hell), centering around Alastor and his new pet fish... shark... television thing. Will (hopefully) update 1-2 times a week. Written as my attempt at a Mermay series.

Notes: Like the summary says, Mermay prompts featuring SharkHybrid!Vox, along with Alastor, who literally saw Vox and decided to make him his pet. Lol.

an arm and a leg, my dear, les yeux d'la tête by phantasm_png (chibellero)

Summary: “I mean, usually when Val gets mad he gets like, super pissy too an’ starts destroyin’ shit ‘round the set and in his clubs, but like, usually Vox can calm him down. Problem is, where the Hell is that guy? I haven’t seen ‘im round the Tower for like, a month or two now. That ain’t normal.”

“What, so you mean he just up and left?”

“No, but like… he hasn’t been seen ‘in public’ for like, two months now. It’s startin’ to get suspicious. Like, I ‘unno if I’m just paranoid or something, but… Vox is like, the fuckin’ face of Hell’s Entertainment District. When he’s not round for a bit, that’s nothing to worry about on its own… but when he’s not round for a bit an’ Val and Velvette are creeping around, looking for his rival…? I mean… the dots are connecting. If Al did something…”

“If Vox was dead, we would know.” OR: Two months ago, Vox went missing. Right now, it seems as if Alastor has something to hide.

Notes: Vox gets attic-wifed and wears a virgin killer sweater. ^_^

we'll go down together in the ashes of our love by phantasm_png (chibellero)

Summary: Glimpses into the Radio Demon's life as he reluctantly navigates parenthood with his co-parenting partner and the demon princess hoisted onto him by the King and Queen of Hell.

Loosely inspired by Spy X Family.

Notes: CUTE! I love domestic Radiostatic.

What Has Been by Tianren

Summary: Vox has never known peace. From being the son of a egocentric cult leader, to being the boyfriend of a self absorbed abuser. Vox has managed to build a pretty sad life for himself. The only spot of sunshine that had ever blessed his existence was when he met an amateur true crime investigative journalist, with a podcast named, Alastor. The man was his only source of unfiltered news and contact to the world outside his father’s compound. But after Vox finally escaped the cult he waited for Alastor. Waited weeks in their assigned meeting spot just to be forgotten. Vox was convinced he’d stopped waiting for Alastor years ago until he meets the man again seven years later at a hotel. What will reconnecting with his past lead to and will it help him escape the hell he’s built for himself?

Takes place in the late 2000s early 2010s

Trigger warning for religious trauma and abuse as major themes of this story. Will add more warnings if they arise as I go on.

Notes: Really interesting human AU concept!

(Fic rec list to be continued)

#hazbin hotel #radiostatic #voxal #hazbin alastor #hazbin vox #fic rec list

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jisungsspams · 1 year

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embarrassing puppy jeno and making him degrade himself stop he would look so pretty crying 🥺🥺

Warning: heavy dom/sub ofc, sub!jeno and puppy!jeno <3, name calling (whore, slut and dog), degradation, jeno calls you mommy and owner (but like once), tying and overstim. Idk u overstim jeno so much he cries so Dacryphilia

Kinda mixing those two ask together just bcs <3 i hope thats okay with you @lav-nct

STOP this is toomuch 😭 he’ll be so cute all messy and crying for you to stop 😭 Jasmine.. your brain is insane thank you so much

Like I said before, he’s the most obedient sub ever, always taking what you give him and he’ll never EVER act bratty but Jeno’s biggest problem is his horniness. My man is always horny, ALWAYS horny. Like imagine One day, you come home and see him humping a pillow without asking your permision to touch himself. Grrrr im gonna cry from howmuch I love sub!jeno

Jeno overstim + tying + degrading

Not proofread lol

Warnings: overstim ofc, tying, degradation Sub! Jeno, puppy! Jeno, Jeno calls you mommy, maybe Switch! Jeno at the end?

Word count: about 1.2k

-” Do you think you can cum on more time for mommy? “

Jeno look at you from underneath you, his puppy eyes filled with tears. You were pumping his length with your hand at a slow pace, softly rubbing his sensitive tip earning a whimper from him, looking at him waiting for an answer. Jeno couldn’t remember how long you were sitting there, forcing orgasm over orgasm.

He knew he deserved it because he hadn’t followed your rules and had touched himself without asking you but he didn’t know how much more time he’ll be able to keep going.

-” Mommy… please… I’ve been- ah- a good pup…please let me touch you. “

He started moving his hands behind his back who were held in place by your belt. All this time you’ve been spending playing with him, his hands were tied. Not letting him touch you while you did whatever you wanted to him.

-” Really, you want to touch mommy? Gonna have to cum one more time for that “

You grabbed his neck, cutting air flow ever so slightly. Everything you did to him was in the softest way possible, you knew that was what broke him. Not going fast enough and not giving him choice was what made him crazy for you. His hips jerked up in your hand involuntary, making you go a bit faster. He was already close even if his last orgasm wasn’t even that long ago, his stomach and chest covered in his previous highs and sweat.

-” Come one puppy, mommy might even fuck you after. Wanna fill mommy up? “

-” Please mommy.“ he said without even really knowing what he was pleading for.

Your voice was sweeter than usual, as if he was too dumb to understand what you were saying and honestly, he didn’t understand all of what you were saying, he was just too deep in his pleasure. Your name leaving his mouth like a chant, as if he only knew that single word. You felt proudness fill your chest as you looked at his fucked-up state. He was broken, just as you intended when you started playing with him. Your hand on his neck pressed harder and sending him over the edge, making him cum for the nth time on your hand.

-” My pretty pup “you cooed in his ear, letting him come down from his high “Don’t dare going soft on me. You’re my fucktoy remember?”

-” Yes, yes, I’m your slut! “He answers as quick as you asked, still feeling dizzy from his high.

You started pumping his length again, earning breathy whimpers from him. He quickly became hard again, the idea of coming inside you making him see stars. You stopped pumping him and finally detached his hands. Jeno’s hand immediately attached to your boobs, pinching your nipples and fondling your breasts

You let him do it but you looked at him expectedly. He knew exactly what he needed to do to get you to fuck him

-” Please… use me how you want.” He said in a pleading tone, letting you know how bad he needed you.

-” You’re really nothing but my stupid whore. “

You didn’t wait for an answer to position yourself on top of his cock and sit on it. You could never get used to the stretch he gave you but the glide was made easier by your own arousal, that was almost dripping out of you onto the sheets. You started to ride him at a very slow pace, just to infuriate him more and it worked. His hand came on your hips and slightly made you move faster.

-” Faster please. “

You didn’t listen to his plea and kept your slow pace. Your hands going on his shoulder to steady yourself as if you were going to go faster but you didn’t, you just kept your slow pace, almost laughing at him from how desperate he looked at you.

Jeno just couldn’t take it anymore. He had been such a good puppy for you and you were still being cruel to him. He had to do something about it. He grabbed your hips harder and slid his cock out of you. He easily manhandled you, flipping you head towards the bed and ass up.

-” You played with me enough, my turn now. “

He said before slamming his cock back into you with no warning, earning a high-pitched moan from you. You loved it when he showed this side of him after you pushed his button too far. He trusted into you with so much force you knew you would have bruises tomorrow. His hands and your hip, pushing you even further on his cock, making you feel him so deep inside of you.

-” Gonna let your puppy fuck you dumb? Your puppy’s gonna make you feel so good” he said while pounding unto you restlessly

You couldn’t even reply to him from how strong his trusts were, only screaming his name like a chant. As much as he loved your dominant side, he also loved seeing you squirm under him, screaming for him to slow down.

-” Jeno, slow down” you said breathless as he just didn’t stop with his trust, only shushing you to soothe you down, softly rubbing your hip with his hand. You felt the familiar knot forming in your stomach, you knew you wouldn’t hold up very long from how he was going on you. The only thing holding you up was Jeno hold on you as you felt your legs giving up.

-” Don’t worry mommy, let your puppy take care of you.” The way he was still calling you mommy made you felt even closer as he wasn’t using it like before but in an even more perverted way, making you feel like a dumb whore.

-” Puppy... I'm close...” You said making him bring his hand down to your sensitive bud, sending you over the edge, making you scream his name even louder. Seeing your state made him feel his high grow quickly, knowing he had that much effect on you so easily.

-” Cum for me please.” He sounded almost desperate to get you to cum, caring much more about your pleasure than his at this point, his finger pressing even harder on your bud to make you come faster. Your eyes rolling to the back of your head from how good you were feeling, the knot quickly snapped due to how Jeno was making you feel. Your moans getting caught in your throat as you couldn’t even talk from how your orgasm was washing over you. Jeno rode you through it but didn’t calm down as your high came down, he just kept going, this time trying to reach his own high, making you feel extremely overstimulated. But you could still tell he was close due to how floppy his trusts were becoming

-” You’re gonna cum for mommy?” You said in between moans making him groan. Your talking was what threw him over the edge, making him come inside of you. He kept his length inside of you until it became soft again, before finally sliding it out. He pulled out and you immediately fell on the bed, feeling exhausted. He joined you soon after, making you kiss his face softly to praise him for his good work today.

-” Can you cume one more time for your puppy?”

Sorry if the ending is a bit rushed, I was too fed up to write a good ending sorry 🙁 gonna rewrite it if probably 😀.

#nct dream smut #nct smut #nct 127 smut #wayv smut #nct jeno #jeno smut #jeno hard thoughts #sub!nct #sub!jeno

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wellcomeoneileen · 7 days

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Why does Randy Harrison deserve compensation? What happened to him? You can DM me if it's not okay to be public

Hey! No it’s totally okay.

⚠️disclaimer - I am a NEW fan and so I am NOT the most informed at all. Other people like @brian-kinney-apologist like really know shit. I initially found things bc watching S4 made me go oh there is bts shit going on for sure and googled, and then when I got on tumblr I saw a bunch of posts talking about it, too.

Lots of older sources are harder to find now bc they didn’t do a digital preservation or the website is expired, but here is what I’ve found, from heated Advocate articles whilst the show aired and then from more measured reflections from podcasts around 2016.

Randy was young and it was his first TV show - when he started he didn’t even have an agent, and really didn’t know what he was getting into. He had done sex scenes on stage and thought that he was pretty prepared for what was to come.

However, he has stated he ended up feeling pretty objectified, such as hearing “we need more shots of Justin’s ass” regularly or expressing a desire to not to go-go dancing type scenes (King of Babylon upset him) and then even more go-go dancing being added (S2 Sap scenes). He was also told to act less gay by casting directors for the show, and to “try to be more butch because Justin isn’t out of the closet”

The show pre-dates intimacy coordinators and there have been allusions, including from the actresses Thea and Michelle, that the sex scenes could be uncomfortable to film.

There was BTS clashing, with producer Tony Jones !!reportedly!!! Saying that Randy was a bitch to work with and “showrunners” “reportedly” saying they would never work with Randy again. There are two interview clips, one from when the show was airing, and one from 2016, when CowLip say they wanted all actors to be comfortable on set, and in BOTH clips , like 15 years apart, Randy kinda like laugh/roll his eyes and Gale looks at him very bemusedly. They had bigger reactions in the ~2003 clip.

He was openly pretty angry as the show went on. He told the Advocate that he would never be friends with or respect Justin if real. He disapproved of the Britin relationship. He said he had to fight to include the scene of Justin topping Brian, which was very important to him. Leading into season 5 he stated he hoped Justin was killed off by getting hit by a truck (obviously being glib, but like he was mad lol)

He has said that lots of scenes needed to be reshot because he struggled to do them so much, like the Cody sexy gun scene that made him so uncomfortable, and then either he or Gale said S5 sex scenes were reshot a lot because they just couldn’t stop laughing at that point anymore.

Peter and Scott recently have said the only time anyone asked for actors’ opinions was right after season 1 ended, and to ME they sounded kinda cheeky about it, all these years later, so perhaps it was a cast sticking point? Unsure, and it wasn’t even Randy who said that. Fat grain of salt.

He has more recently reflected on this time period and expressed regret he went out the way he did, and he understands things better and honors his craft more (heavy paraphrasing!) bc he was mentally checked out by the end and wishes he had finished strong instead.

Also, the cast didn’t realize when signing on how isolated they would be from The Industry. Randy has spoken about this in an unrelated podcast, as have the actors who play Ted and Emmett. NYC or LA are where you want to be for networking, and then signing on to spend the majority of the year in Toronto negatively impacted their careers, they feel. Randy has said he had to start from scratch after the show ended, and Peter and Scott have said Showtime had no idea how to market the show nor their stars, and so they had to just watch as all the initial hype fizzled and nothing was done with them. They were contracted to work too much to seriously be involved elsewhere, while simultaneously not getting good exposure, which I IMAGINE created a dire sort of mood and morale on set. < personal interpretation and fictionalizing history.

Meaning, Randy probably at the very least FELT like he had spent five years on a show that didn’t respect him and it was largely for nothing. He has since stated he appreciates the opportunity and it is the reason he was finically secure, for which he is deeply grateful.

And then finally the fans! He had stalker(s?) and tons of creepy people and was heavily typecast and people would come up to him frequently, which made him uncomfy, and would furthermore act like he was actually Justin, which made him super uncomfy. He was kinda like Chappell Roan!! He was like hey I’m not Justin I’m a person and y’all are freaks. He has publicially declined to speak on the stalking issues, which given his vocal responses to other issues, indicates to ME that it’s pretty personal and upsetting (I mean it’s stalking it’s obviously horrible but you know what I mean). During the show he had a boyfriend that fans like tormented online and even on posters (that bit comes from Tumblr or another forum, so not like verified info on my part at all) because they shipped “Gandy” so hard. I know I’ve read on tumblr about the insane Gandy people but all I remember is they were intense and insane and negatively impacted Randy’s actual real life. Again, that’s info from fans that I haven’t read in article or heard from out of his mouth. Secondary source lol.

This point is PURE speculation, but early interviews with the whole cast were super excited, and they all talked about how excited they were for something ground breaking. By the end, people were angry or giving fluff responses, or in Peter’s case; calmly stating the show was a soap opera and that’s okay. I FEEL like everyone thought they were signing up for something more real/gritty/positive impact to society and then were like oh I’m here to look hot in this show that only moms watch to get them turned on to have sex with their husband. Cool.

Now, do I agree with that - no. But, the show audience was vastly different than expected, and the artistic direction might have been too, both of which might have really disappointed people. Esp Randy and maybe Gale. Randy was a capital T theatre person, and Gale was too and had lots of experimental work and like performance art. Randy has ALSO expressed displeasure with some theater work he did because he didn’t think it was fresh and the audience was only older wealthy white people, so we do know that this sort of thing does matter to his sense of fulfillment at work.

TLDR; had to shoot scenes he didn’t want to, several times, felt objectified on set, disagreed with his character’s direction, maybe felt like he wasn’t being listened to artistically, was cut off from other work opportunities, didn’t appear to get along with leadership, had bad fans, was young and in deep over his head, and at the very least *started* with no career or social support system.

Again!! Am not the most knowledgeable person !!! I do NOT want to spread misinformation so hopefully I’ve tagged where I’m reading into things vs actual quotes but also people who have actually been around pls feel free to say 🙋um actuallllyyyyy

#qaf #queer as folk #ask #randy harrison #this is everything in my head but literally if I’m wrong let me face my punishment

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jeanboyjean · 10 months

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and i - ft. jean kirstein

summary: jean (successfully) tries to make you feel better after a recent breakup

content: friends to lovers, fluff, good vibes, jean brainrot to the max, modern au, college au

a/n: for @honeybleed 90s/00s rnb event!! <3 jean fluff hehehe bc i can't get him out of my brain and he is THE comfort character. inspired by and i - ciara. i love this song big time ♡ laughed so hard watching the music video when she brought out the horse lmaooo 🤔 for my fellow jean girlies!!!

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"ugh, i hate him," you grumble, sinking into the couch with a heavy sigh.

jean glances at you, concern etched on his face. "what now?" he asks, taking a seat beside you.

crossing your arms, you slump into the cushions. "he just posted a picture of him with that girl. what a fucking asshole."

jean clicks his tongue, shaking his head in disapproval. "why are you still on his profile? you need to forget about him."

with a frustrated sigh, you shut off your phone. it’s been a few weeks since you ended things with your ex, a decision long overdue. the relationship had lost what little spark had been there in the first place, dragging on for as long as the two of you would let it. the final straw had been when you had found the sexts he had sent to a girl in one of his classes. it stings and it sucks but more than anything, your pride is wounded. the sadistic part of you can’t resist the urge to keep tabs on him and wallow in resentment.

"i have forgotten about him," you say defiantly. "he's just unfortunately like the gum stuck on the bottom of my shoe."

jean lets out a low chuckle. his hands fall to his thighs as he pushes up off the couch. "okay, you know what. let's go for a drive."

curiosity flickers in your eyes as you look up at him, wondering where this is going.

"come on, let's go," he urges, reaching forward to grab your hand. you let him pull you to your feet.

"alright, fine. but you're shouting me coffee," you tell him with a roll of your eyes, a small smile winning over.

"always," he winks in return with a mischievous lift to his lips.

the music blares as you drive, jean tapping his fingers along to the beat. you hum along, watching the scenery pass by with your window down, letting the cool air blow away your tension. the recent events start to fade away and your mind wanders back to your first break up a couple years ago during your first year of university. jean had been there then too, holding you as you had cried and simmered, until you were ready to put yourself back together.

he had refused to let you mope around, forcing you to go out with him to movies and parties and bars. he had been the one to listen to your problems as you poured your heart out, making his shoulders your personal dumping ground. jean had been there for you through it all.

you deserve someone who loves all of you. the words he had said to you back then, ring clear in your mind.

there has always been an underlying tension between you two, a quiet undercurrent that flows beneath the surface of your friendship. from the moment you first saw him, standing across the room at a party in first year, his presence has captured your attention drawing you to him like a magnet. you had become fast friends, sharing everything together from your classes, to your interests, to your deepest darkest secrets.

part of you wonders if he’s ever felt the same way. sometimes you wonder what it would be like if you had found the courage to tell him your feelings, but now you’re in too deep, the confines of your friendship too strong. all this time, you’re pining after him while trying to fill the void with other people, only to be crushed over and over. dreams of making a move dance in your mind, but the fear of jeopardising your friendship holds you back. you’re happy this way, if only because it means you can have him in your life. you’ve sealed these thoughts away in your heart and thrown away the key.

jean's hand lifts from the steering wheel to turn down the music. "what are you thinking about?" he asks.

you cross your arms to hug yourself. "why is it so hard to find someone? am I just destined to be forever alone?"

he flicks your knee teasingly. "maybe you're looking in the wrong places." he turns his head briefly to meet your eyes. “plus, how can you be forever alone when you have me."

you roll your eyes and poke his shoulder before turning away. “yeah, and where should I be looking then?”

he pulls into the car park in front of your favourite coffee shop, shutting off the car and turning to you. he stills for a moment and takes a deep breath, letting it sit for a moment before releasing. a hand pulls through his hair, coming to rest on the back of his neck. "why not me?" he asks, turning to face you.

your eyes narrow at his words. "don't play around, jean."

"nah, I'm serious," he says. there's a hint of uncertainty in his voice but his gaze is unwavering. "you know I would do anything for you."

you freeze, chest tightening, feeling the air being sucked out of the car. you hear his words but they don't register, refusing to sink in. the sincerity in his words hang in the air, and for a moment, time seems to stand still. in the quiet, jean's confession lingers like a promise. you want to believe him, to let go of the fear that consumes you but you can't help but hold back.

you shake your head, uncertain of the implications. you’ve both said things like this to each other before, never ones to hold back on sentiment, but something about them today carry a weight you can’t ignore.

"but aren't we friends? i don't want to ruin what we have."

he reaches for your hand across the centre console, his fingers intertwining with yours. his thumb brushes against your skin, sending tingles up your arm. “i would never let anything ruin what we have,” he says, his eyes never leaving yours, gaze tender but firm. “i've wanted to say this for a long time."

with his free hand, he cups your cheek and leans in, brushing your hair aside. "i could have everything in the world, but I would sacrifice it all for you. stop wasting your time with these losers.”

your heart pounds, breath catching in your throat. slowly, you allow yourself to acknowledge the feelings that have lingered beneath the surface. "jean..." you whisper, the sound barely escaping your lips.

"please. let me show you."

his lips meet yours, and for a moment, you forget about everything else. the world disappears, leaving only the two of you. it feels like a dream as he pulls you in, your chest flush against his. your fingers comb through his hair, your heart thumping in your chest.

everything about him overwhelms you. his scent, the way his hair feels between your fingers. and the softness of his lips, gentle and warm against your own.

his hands slide from where they’re tangled in your own hair down to hold your arms, squeezing lightly. he pulls back, his eyes searching yours. the moment hangs in the air, the intensity heavy between you.

"are you okay with this?" he asks, brushing a lock of hair behind your ear.

you nod. a smile stretches across your cheeks as you look up at jean, whose expression mirrors yours.

it’s more than okay. it’s everything.

you let yourself fall into the moment, unlocking the key to your heart, letting yourself want him. hope flickers in you, anticipation for what this could mean. you finally reach for the love that has always wanted to reveal itself. and this time, it feels real.

#jean kirschstein #jean kirstein #attack on titan #jean kirschtien #jean x reader #✎ . chloe wrote smth #aot #aot x reader

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bellarkeselection · 1 year

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hello 🙃this is my first request ever and it's pretty weird but can u do a piece with rip x f! dutton reader when she's pregos with rips bby girl and she either have a little accident with a horse or in danger bc of one of the shows villains like beth and rip goes a little crazy like he how he did it in the car driving to Beth on those 2 guys were beating her.

Comfort from john and rip and fluff at the end also maybe a age gap 😁😁😁plz and thank u

Wheeler's as Tough as a Beer

The rain was hitting the glass windshield harder than I cared for. When I left the doctors office it was only lightly raining and you could hear some thunder in the distance. Gripping the steering wheel I gulped in nervousness feeling the car kind of fighting me when I drove through some puddles. Moving one hand to my phone laying In the cup holder I saw it was my husband calling me. “Hey honey, I’m on my way home now.”

“That’s great. Although the storm is picking up here. What did the doctor say about the baby?” Rip asked through the phone where I could hear the barn door shutting behind him meaning they were putting the horses up before it got worse than it already was.

Using my turn signal I stopped at a red light waiting for it to change to green. "She said everything was good. In about 3 months we should have our baby boy or girl." The ranch was only two different turns and one stop sign before I was back on the family home.

The light finally changed from red to green where I slowly hit the gas pedal. Turning my steering wheel I was making the turn but there was a car coming down from the way I was turning. But the car instead was on the wrong side of the road coming directly at me. “Oh my god, Rip!” I screamed before I attempted to move my car but the wheels hit a big puddle where I swerved and the other car still barreled straight into me.

My head hit the steering wheel harshly before it hit a wooden poll that was for the power lines. My phone got thrown and it shattered the screen. Blinking my eyes I lifted my head when the air bag went off. Looking at the mirror there was blood on my forehead and I gasped feeling sharp pain in my pregnant belly. It would be a few minutes before I blacked out on the wheel. Someone was shaking me lightly making me wake up a few hours after that where I could make out my husband’s voice. “Y/n, y/n! Come on, darling wake up. Don’t die on me.”

“Rip….ahhh!” I winced when I felt him gently picking me up by my knees and underneath my arms. I felt so,e blood running down my side meaning that the air bag or something must have cut me.

He slowly walked me to the ambulance while the medics checked me out. Rip pushed my hair back out of my face crying some tears which he never die really unless we were alone. So the bunkhouse guys knew who was the boss. “Sssh you’re alright now. You’re with me, Y/n.”

“Everything hurts, Rip. And I…I was on my way home and the storm….it got worse….where this car was on the wrong side of the road.” I began sobbing through heavy tears.

He wrapped his arms around my body after the medics had went off to read the tests that they had done. Wrapping my arms around his neck I buried my face in the crook of his neck crying. "Excuse me, Mr. Wheeler. But we need to get your wife to the hospital. The baby she is carrying is in distress." One of the medics came over to us explaining with concern.

Rip immediately got in the back of the ambulance with me laying down on the cot. I grasped his hand tightly in mine while we rushed there. The second that we got there I was rolled in with a wheelchair and a doctor bursts into the room. "We will have to do a C - section if we want to save the baby in you."

"Okay...I love you." I croaked up at Rip squeezing his hands before I was rushed into surgery. I'm not sure how long I was out for but I moaned blinking my eyes feeling the medicine they gave me wearing off. Lifting my head up from the pillow I saw Rip sleeping at my bedside. "Rip...Rip wake up."

He rubbed his eyes where I instantly saw tears in his brown eyes. "Oh my gosh, Y/n. Thank God I was so worried...I love you." He kissed the crown of my head tucking hair behind my ear.

"Rip, where's the baby. Is it okay?" I asked him when he brushed his fingers through my hair that was sticking to my forehead.

He sucked in a breath resting his forehead against mine when he spoke his next words. "The baby is in the nick-u. She came out a premi. But she's beautiful. The doctor said she'll have to be monitored for a while. But she's alive honey...she's here."

"I love you...and I'm glad she's okay." Wrapping my arms around his neck I began crying happy tears. Rip wrapping his arms around my waist holding me as close as we could get. Releaved that his family was alright.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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slut4sugu · 1 year

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— I CAN DO YOU BETTER ! [hobie brown x fem!black reader]

✮ including : college!au, bestfriend!hobie, readers ex is a dick, fingering, hobie being a tease, use of the names: doll, pretty thing, sweetheart, princess. cursing, cunnilingus, mention of weed and alcohol. ✮ Summary: Your best friend hobie comforts you after getting broken up with over the phone with your ex, and gives you the treatment you’ve always deserved ✮ a word from kam: yall this literally took me all day to do I hope you like it! (I took a lot of breaks my lazy ass), kinda felt this one a lil bit bc this situation kinda happened to me,from now on just expect these type of posts to take 1-2 days bc I wanna make it nice and long (yo pause) for all of you to enjoy! ✮ Genre: Angst-Fluff-Smut

6 LONG MONTHS YOU SPENT; trying to salvage whatever was left of yourself when you and your ex broke up. You never truly felt as though you would be whole again, nights alone feeling more lonely than they should. Your heart hanging heavy as the full moon in the sky, each night feeling empty. No sweet Goodmorning texts or random flowers at your doorstep. Just radio silence, as if the world had stood still. Left to your thoughts, until you slowly started to get over the break up. Long days that were once spent in your bed now, turning into short trips out of your dorm to try and push yourself to go outside. Your smile slowly starting to return as you started to focus more on yourself, taking self care days after finishing your homework for your classes. Even mustering up the courage to go to a party one of your friends held, who almost cried seeing you turn up at her door. “Oh my god, y/n?!” She closed the door behind her and pulled you in for a hug, “You look so pretty! And damn did your boobs get bigger-“ You rolled your eyes at the darkskinned girl with a smile, “Hey Mads, thought I would stop by to come see you.” The girl gave you a “Bitch be for real.” look. “And because you have some good ass alcohol.” “Yes the hell I do! And some fine ass niggas are in here girl.” She whispered shouted, her brown eyes getting bigger as she said this. Grabbing your hand she reached for the doorknob, “You ready girl?” You adjusted the chain of your purse on your bare shoulder before nodding, not expecting Maddie to literally pull pull you into the big dorm.

Weed and Pheromones filled the air as you looked around the room, the led lights giving the dorm a certain ambience as you felt the girl let go of your hand. “I’m gonna go get us a drink! I’ll come find you later!” You nodded, before making your way to a thankfully empty couch in the living space. The music at a comfortable level (as to not get a noise complaint), people you’ve seen in class now smoking and drinking to take a breather from all the snappy proffesors they had to deal with all week. You sighed, before sitting down. Rethinking the slightly revealing shimmery dress you wore, though you reassured yourself that it was cute before opening your white purse to distract yourself on your phone. While texting your sister (who was a bit too noisy) you felt someone sit down on the couch besides you. You looked up to see a dark skin guy, with wicks and all types of piercings and silver jewelry. ‘Damn he’s hot’ You thought to yourself, almost catching his gaze that was focused on the blunt in between his fingers a moment ago. Your eyes went back to texting your sister, before hearing a voice ask, “Loud party innit?” You almost jumped at the question, making the stranger next to you laugh. “Didn’t mean to scare you doll.” He let out a cloud of smoke which added to the already weed filled dorm room. You shook your head briefly, “No your fine, its just-“ Your eyes then saw Maddie giggling and laughing with another dude who was leaned up against the wall. “So much for my drink.” You muttered to yourself, though with a small smile. It was time one of your single friends got some action. “Got dragged here?” You hesitated before answering, “Not really?” You fiddled with one of your braids, looking down at the floor. “I kinda dragged myself here. I wanted to get out of my depressin ass dorm and just do something.” You stated, not feeling the gaze of hobies eyes on the side of your face.

“They were a douche bag huh?” You sat up straight, turning to look at his face in confusion. “What do you mean?” “The look on the face you just had? I’ve seen it on half of the blokes here. Heartbreak.” He took another drag of the blunt, your mind some reason minding it somewhat attractive how he held it between his two fingers. His gaze once more making your eyes pull away, “You wanna try doll?” You smiled at the nickname but declined, “I’m good, maybe another time. I gotta make sure i get back to my own dorm this time.” You explained, your choice of words peaking hobies interest, “This time?” You nodded, letting out a small sigh before pulling out a small flask from your bag and taking a swig. “Careful now, don’t want you tellin me you whole life story cuz your drunk.” You laughed, “No no, I’m fine. This is hardly strong, just something to take the edge off before I told you what uh my trifling ass ex did to me.”

Which is exactly what you did, told your first experience of a shitty boyfriend, to a complete stranger, though who wouldn’t be for long after asking if you wanted to go somewhere more quiet to talk. Which led to a 2 hour conversation on a vacant balcony of the resident building. You left out no details as you told every single thing he did, every special occasion he missed, every date, every anniversary and even your walk on graduation day. Hobie started to notice the tears welling up in your pretty eyes as you told him how excited you were to be graduating, and going to college. Only to have your boyfriend miss it to go have a phone call with his ex. Your voice started to waver, and your vision started to blur. Not being able to help when the tears came flooding own your cheeks. “its okay doll he can’t toy with your heart anymore.” His voice calming you down, your tears slowed. The light of the moon casting a soft glow on your figure, causing your tear stained cheeks and slightly ruined makeup to look breathtaking to hobie. Your glittery dress complementing your figure and taunting him to pull you flush against your chest and tell you everything is gonna be alright. Though in awe of your beauty he felt slight anger for the asshole who made a pretty girl like you cry. His hand going to rub your bare shoulder in circles, the feeling of his touch ticklish yet soothing. “Thank you.” You small sweet voice causing hobies heart to swell, “No problem, don’t thank me for human decency luv.”

────────── 🎸 . Months later <33. ─────────────────

As you sat on hobies bed wearing one of hobies band tees you thought back to when the two of you both met, and thankful you are to have him in your life now. You stared into space with a slight smile on your face as you daydreamed about him, his smirk when he knows he’s right. How his sweatpants hang deliciously low on his waist, how hot his hands looked adorned with silver rings. Your daze was soon interrupted by sound of a door opening. You practically skipped over to the living room too see him, “Finallyyy, I swear to god hobes if you were trying to figure out what candy to get-“ “Listen luv you were the one who told me you like mike n Ike’s, pocky and sour patch kids.” Hobie stated, putting down the plastic bags that were full of snacks and carbonated drinks on the counter. You were so eager to find your snacks you couldn’t feel the gaze of hobies wandering eyes peaking into your shirt to see your boobs, your sexy black bra strap taunting him as you leaned forward to further search the bags. Allowing the guitar player to get a glimpse of the valley of your breasts. Though you weren’t naive, you knew that hobie would check you out at times, even if he claims to ‘see something stuck to your clothes’ you know he’s taking a peek. As you finally got your pick of snacks you put all of them in one bag and carried it back to hobies bedroom. “Don’t make a mess shorty.” You flipped him off, earning a laugh from the giant. (THIS ISNT EVEN AN EXAGGERATION THAT MF IS LIKE 6’3) Getting comfortable under his sheets you stopped and realized how this looks, how your wearing his t-shirt, how he calls you kind of sweet nicknames, how you’ve slept in his bed multiple times. The list went on, though you tried to hush your thoughts since Hobie most likely didn’t mean anything by it..right? “Whats got your head in the clouds hm?” You jumped, turning your head to see him leaning against the doorframe with a slight smirk on his handsome face. ‘Why the fuck is he so hot-‘ “Nothing, get in here so we can finish watching this please. And please close the door, those dumbasses next door don’t know how to turn they’re music the fuck down.”

It was always a delight seeing you get slightly mad, your sudden ability to talk fast as hell and your annoyed face is just adorable to hobie. He got comfortable in the bed besides you, taking the blue box of candy out of your lap quickly and getting some out. “Already told them to turn it down when you were sleepin one night.” He stated, putting the candy box back in your lap. “You got a cute sleeping face luv.” You elbowed him in his rib cage despite the flutter in your stomach. Distracting yourself you grabbed the remote and began to turn to the horror movie you were watching with hobes last night. The feeling of his skin touching yours overwhelming your senses specifically tonight, the normal ticklish feeling was normal but tonight it felt different. Come to think of it the air between you both felt different as well, more flirty and touchy lately. Your thoughts ran wild as you desperately tried to put your finger on why you feel so weird around hobie lately. Noticing your lack of attention to a woman literally being stabbed hobie pinched your side, “Ow! What the hell-” You looked up at the brunette with a furrowed brows only to be met with a curious hobie, “What in the hell are you thinking about? Barbie just got stabbed to death and your head is in the clouds.” You laugh at the nickname hobie had given the hot blonde, “Sorry sorry, but Baube? Really dude?” You mocked his accent only to be met with an eyeroll, while you erupted in a fit of laughter. “Alright since you wanna laugh so much,” as you felt hobies fingers tickling your sides your laughter grew louder as you squirmed trying to get away. The horror movie now just background music as you twisted and turned.

“Okay!-Okay, I’m sorry!” You pleaded with him as you rolled into his side, finally catching your breath you looked up at him. A slight smirk tugging at is pierced lips, his eyes clouded with a film of slight desire. His hands that were once at your sides shifted down to your hips,“You look cute in my shirt shorty.” He teased, “Though you look hot in black lace.” Despite your brown skin a very faint tint of red flushed on your cheeks at that moment. His voice, touch, scent, shit his fucking pheromones made your body react in ways you’ve never thought you would before. So when you pressed your lips against his in the heat of the moment you were quick to pull back and realize what you just did. “I’m sorry hobie, I didn’t mean to-“ A kiss on your forehead caused the words you were once going to say, to then die on your tongue. “I’m pretty sure you meant to luv, but do you want me to kiss you?” You eyes widened at the question, your heart racing as he loomed over you. You hesitated before letting out a small, “please.”

In return hobies lips crashed into yours, his hand tightening the grip around your waist as he did so. Your hands found its way to the side of his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss. Your body feeling hoot and cold from his touch, the kiss hungry yet passionate. A tent formed in his pants as he heard you moans into the kiss, drinking up every single gasp and sound your pretty voice let out. Moving ontop of you, he broke the kiss to attack your neck with small ones and bites. Earning moans and gasp from you, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this for.” He whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine in result. Kisses trailed down your neck and to your collar-bone, it looked like you were about to take the shirt off but he stopped you. “I wanna fuck you with it on, it looks so sexy on you love.” You smiled softly despite your core throbbing at the mere sound of his voice, kissing him sweetly this time. “I love you hobie.” You confessed, looking up at him with those eyes.

The eyes he’d always wanted to see from you, filled with love and admiration. The kind of eyes that you gave to your asshole of an ex who didn’t appreciate the literal goddess in front of him. Hobie swore his heart stopped when he heard you pretty lips say those 4 little words. Who was he to not say it back? “I love you too doll, so fuckin much.” Kissing you back your heart melted, he gave you one more small kiss on your soft lips before sitting up on his knees, his hands going down to the waistband of your shorts, his eyes looking at yours for approval. Once you gave him a reassuring nod he tugged them off hungrily, throwing them across his bedroom long forgotten now. Only leaving you in matching lacy black panties to go with your bra, “Such a pretty girl..” He said out loud, though sounded if he were saying it to himself. He pushed the band tee up your torso to kiss your stomach all the way down to your v-line. His low eyes looked at you once more for approval and once you gave the okay he teased you with kisses on the inner side of your thigh. The cold metal of his lip piercing on such a sensitive spot caused you to moan slightly louder than you expected, which earned a groan out of hobie. “You sound so fuckin pretty ma, wanna hear you scream my name.” As his kisses slowly trailed up you started to grow impatient, whining his name which just made the bulge in his pants grow more uncomfortable. “Please ‘bee, I want you.” Your dripping sex, aching for his touch

God your fucking killing him, despite seeming unfazed and teasing every single thing you did drove hobie up the wall. Your voice, your body, the way you would style your braids at night, those pretty fucking eyes that look to him with need and desperation. “Mm, ask me properly.” You whined, before getting a nibble on a nerve that shut you up quick. “Hobie please..I want your tongue in me. Please.” He could’ve came at that moment had he not held himself back, “Alright pretty girl, I got you.” Despite his sweet words he ripped your panties off making you pout, “I’ll buy you prettier ones don’t worry doll.” Spreading your legs revealed your aching cunt, the cold air hitting your sex making you feel exposed. Not long after hobie kissed your clit before dining on your pussy, his tongue lapping up your folds causing you to throw your head back in pleasure. Your manicured nails clawing the sheets, as you whimpered and moaned your bestfriends name. Your eyes rolling back as he picked up his at first slow pace with his tongue, your back arching so pretty off his bed that’s now smelt like your sex.

“It’s cuffing seasonnn-“

Your phone began to ring, annoyance turning into slight fear as you saw the caller ID. Hobie smirked, picking up the phone besides you to answer it. Sitting back up on his knees in the process leaving a small lewd string of saliva from your cunt to his lips,“Yo y/n look I’ve been thinking about you and-“ “Gonna stop you right there mate, y/n isn’t fuckin interested in asshats like yourself,” Despite his passive aggressive voice, the sudden feeling of two fingers rubbing against your folds then slipping inside your hole once lubricated made you let out a high pitch moan. “The fuck was that?” You slapped a hand over your mouth, causing hobie to put the phone on speaker leaving it on the bed to gently pull your hand away. “Let me hear how good im making you feel love.” His tone now soft as he spoke to you, you nodded, receiving a long kiss from hobie as he slowly started to scissor is fingers into you. Taking a mental note of how your cunt practically sucked him in, your soft walls squeezing his digits tight. Causing a abnormal amount of precut to leak out of the tip of his dick. Hobie now become eager to see his long thought of fantasy play out before him. A fantasy his jerked himself off to almost every night, seeing you lose your mind of pleasure because of him. Eager to find your g-spot, eager to see your pretty face contort as you cum on his fingers. Eager for your shitty ex to hear how much better hobie fucks you than he ever could.

You grinded your hips down on his fingers, yearning for the sweet release not caring anymore about your pathetic ex on the phone trying to win you back. All you wanted, all you needed in this moment was hobie. One curl against your sweet spot snapped you out of your thoughts and caused the dorm to be filled with your sounds as you neared your high, your nipples hard against the fabric of hobies shirt, your senses overloaded as you focused on the feeling of his finger scissoring you to your climax. A hand went up to squeeze his forearm, “Please don’t fuckin stop bee, please don’t m’ so close.” Looking up at him with lust filled eyes, made hobie lose it. He continued to pump his fingers inside your pulsating cunt, hitting that sweet spot so deliciously causing your mouth to form in an ‘o’ as you arched off the bed again. Your chest against his as the coil in your stomach began to unwrap. Your moans grew dangerously loud as sopping noises filled the room, your vision starting to turn white as your legs begun to shake. “Let go for me princess, I got you.” Whispers from hobie drew you even closer, his breath tickling your ear as his voice drove you insane. One kiss under your ear and a few rubs from his thumb on your clit was all it took for your legs to clamp around hobies hand and cum. Moaning out hobies and a few curses your spasmed around his digits. Your grip on his forearm now loosened, as you slowly came down from your high. Your body now weak and sensitive hobie pulled his fingers out of your cunt, admiring the mess you made on them before licking them clean.

You notice your ex hung up a while ago, but couldn’t care less as you let out a couple tired giggles. “You love meee.” He let out an airy laugh, “Yeah I do. Someone has to love your crazy ass.” You rolled your eyes before pulling him in a deep kiss tasting your slick on his tongue, your hands went to cup his face. Only pulling back when you’re both breathless and smiling. “I love you hobie.” Your eyes shining with happy tears and love, “What am I going to do with you huh? Such a whiner.”

“Oh kiss my ass, you literally love me.”

Bonus <333

As you began to feel sleep take over you, you notice hobie about to go into the bathroom before catching a slightly big stain on the front of his sweats. “Bee?” He hummed in response, “Did you cum while eatin me out?” That iconic smirk made its way back on his face, “Maybe, blame your pretty ass moans for that luv.”

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wooahaes · 11 months

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a-maze-ing time together

pairing: non-idol!yoshi x gn!reader

genre: fluff + established relationship au

word count: 0.7k~

warnings: n/a just very fluffy hehe <3

daisy's notes: fics i punch the wall n sob over bc i want him

Yoshi… admittedly found it hard to say no to you sometimes. All you had to do was look at him with that sweet, sparkling look in your eyes whenever you were excited for something, and he’d end up folding all too easily. Case in point: you’d brought him into this corn maze with you. He’d told you he’d never been in a corn maze before, although he had experienced a few mazes in his lifetime. But this? This had a different feeling to it. The sun was sinking in the distance, and all he could think about was the way you were a step ahead of him, hand holding his tightly.

“I think we’re lost.”

Your laugh bubbled up, warm as ever. “That’s the point, Yoshi,” you looked back at him. “We’ll find our way out. Don’t worry.”

He didn’t: he was with you. Even if he wasn’t, he was sure whoever was running this had a plan for finding the people who’d gotten lost within this place. He just intertwined his fingers with yours instead, following you as you made another turn. “It’s quiet.”

“Mmmhm.” Flexing your palm a little, you adjusted your hand a little—slowing down ever-so-slightly so that you’d be more in step with him. “Haven’t seen anyone in a while.”

Was it wrong that he was fine with that? The two of you had split off from the other friends you came with, and he swore that Hyunsuk mentioned something about dragging Jihoon or Junkyu into the maze with him before all of you met back up for dinner. He hoped they’d already had their fun and left to enjoy the rest of this fair: he liked having this alone time with you.

“Are you scared, Yoshi?” You teased lightly, turning back to him. For a moment, your gaze flickered down to the black cat plushie he had hugged to his chest—held there by his other arm—and he could see you smile. You’d won it for him earlier. He’d tried to win another for you, so that the two of you had matching ones, but he was unfortunately unlucky.

He shook his head, but smiled a little a moment later. “What if I was?”

“I’d protect you, silly,” you laughed again, soft and sweet this time. “I’m your knight in shining armor, don’t you know?”

If shining armor meant the matching sweaters that he was also wearing… Then sure, you’d be his knight. Did that make him your prince…? He didn’t mind all that much, actually. Maybe he’d tease you about true love’s kiss some other time, and press one against your lips while smiling.

“Is that why you bought this crown?” He asks after a moment.

The sunflower flower crown was still perched on his head. When he stood where the sun was at his back, he looked absolutely radiant before you: a true prince, in your eyes. “Maybe,” you hummed. “Don’t you like it?”

“I’ll buy you one before we leave,” he said, squeezing your hand. The hay crunched underneath his feet with every step, and he followed you around another corner. The smell of funnel cake hung heavy in the air, and he squeezed your hand tighter. “I think we’re almost out.”

You slowed to a stop, and grew embarrassed. “Oh.”

“You don’t want to leave?” He blinked at you, curious. Wasn’t the purpose of coming in here to get lost and eventually find your way back out? Plus the sun was still setting—it’d probably be harder to navigate with just the hanging lights.

You averted your gaze, and gave him the shyest nod. He laughed, taking the step he needed to take to stand before you, and leaned in to kiss your cheek.

“We can come back tomorrow,” he said. “And get lost again, if you want. I don’t mind.”

You pouted after letting out a sigh. “I have work.”

“Then… We’ll come back next year,” he squeezed your hand again. “Okay?”

That put a smile back on your face. “Okay,” you said, as if making a promise to him. You leaned in, pressing a soft kiss against his lips. “Next year for sure.”

Yet the promise didn’t stop him from coming back to the entrance with you before the two of you left. He squished into frame with you, cheek to cheek, as he took a selfie while the two of you donned matching flower crowns. It’d become his new phone background before the night was over, but it served as another reminder that the two of you would have to come back again next year and get lost all over again.

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nicistrying · 8 months

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Sunday 11th Feb

Snoozed all my alarms and didn't wake up til 9am today and initially I was disappointed but I remembered my sister called at like 11pm to say my dad had been rushed to hospital and I was on the phone until after midnight. I didn't go to bed til 1am so really 9 was probably about the right time to get up. Went out for another rainy walk with Maggie and felt a little bit better. We saw lots of deer and a couple of foxes playing in the woods 🥹 Got home and did some chores, then dragged myself out for a run knowing it would cheer me up. I was only planning to run the 3km or so down to the river and back but I managed a good pace and wanted to try to get a 5K under 32 mins which I can never seem to beat. Which is frustrating in itself but let's not unpack that now lol. I run purely for pleasure and endorphins and I'm not about to ruin something I love so much by being too hard on myself. Anyway because I didn't plan to run that far bc I fslt so gross, I had to improvise a loop at the end to get up to 5K but we live on a really fucking long steep hill and I ended up running up it like 3 times so my pace sucked. If I'd stayed down on the flat by the river I might have managed it but never mind. I got it in 32:20 which is slightly better than usual and it's still an achievement that I ran further than I had planned.

Did 3 sets of KB squats, KB lunges, grasshoppers and plié squats when I got home to feel strong and in control bc my running form was terrible. Stretched with support from Coach Maggie, ran a hot bath in the meantime and had a soak at 2pm with a protein shake and all my nice bubble bath and body scrub and moisturiser from Christmas. I smell like candy floss and I love it 🍭

Had lunch and just chilled for an hour watching tv, feeling too full and heavy. Went back out for another little walk before it got dark to stretch the legs and get us both some fresh air (Matt is working today). Called my dad while I was out and finally got an answer after his wife keeps hanging up on me. He was okay, just said he was exhausted understandably, and that the doctors still have no idea what's wrong with him. So we are no further forward ☹️

And now snuggled up reading my book. Mac & cheese for dinner soon and Matt will be home in a couple of hours. Happy Sunday ❤️

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russilton · 1 year

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oh mark I absolutely LOVE when you post your wips. Just read the Jeddah one and OMG I would spend hours reading it

It unfortunately probably wont be long enough to spend hours reading but im getting close with it! It only needs two more dialogue heavy scenes. But either way im seriously touched! You are always so v nice to me and for that you can have another snippet- because you are nice and not bc im slutty about people reading my fic

(Warning- Gewis and not very sexy pillow talk)

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In the cold light of post coital come down, all Lewis can feel is how sticky they both are, skin tacking anywhere it touches in the humid air only made worse by the sweat they produced rutting together. His clothes feel damp and he doubts George feels much better, said man letting out a hiss through gritted teeth when Lewis finally pulls out.

At least George no longer looks angry at him, if anything he just seems exhausted, laying back against the couch and gazing up at Lewis as he sets about righting himself. The older driver tries his best to ignore the eyes on his back as he slips the condom off and wipes himself down best he can with the tissues he finds lying around on one of the little tables in his cramped room, the space only feeling smaller with Georges palpable expectation taking up space behind him. Lewis only turns back when he’s tucked himself back into his now cold, damp, underwear and thrown the soiled trash into the tiny garbage can by the door.

Now they’ve finished, now he’s fucked all the anger out of his body, all he can feel is yawning, empty space in his gut, a pit he’d been suitably distracted from when he could focus on the writhing rage and jealousy. He feels hollowed out, unable to mask the creeping anxiety that today's performance will become one of many, a pattern of slipping away from the apex. It had been easy to blame George for it all earlier, for standing in his way, for… for doing his job.

But now George is spent on the couch behind him, giving into Lewis the second he’d pressed and allowing him to seek respite from his too loud brain, he can’t bring himself to blame the other man, a guilty feeling settling heavily alongside the doubt.

Lewis wonders distantly if Sebastian ever felt like this when Mercedes’ dominance began, or if Seb was more pragmatic about it. If the German ever felt shame crawling up his legs, chasing each breath, or if the end came all at once.

When he looks up from tugging his trousers back over his hips, George is watching him still, haphazardly cleaning himself up while Lewis was stuck in his own mind. Now the lithe man is leaning back causally against the sofa, his own release wiped off his abs, something horribly observant behind those big blue eyes. The room feels claustrophobic now, like George can see through him to the flaws even sitting here, back in his shorts with his skin still covered in a mix of Lewis’ sweat and his own.

The not so distant memory of Nico using those same anxieties against him after far, far less roars loud and deafening in his mind.

“So-“ George begins, clearing his throat pointedly when it comes out rough, his calm but expectant voice making Lewis jump. “Can we talk about the race now?”

#asks #kissonthelips-blog #mark’s wips #full wets #for safety

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zalrb · 1 year

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so i finished the s2 of the bear and i have a lot of thoughts, but i wanna focus on sydcarmy for a sec. 1) so after i finished last season, i said i didn’t really want them to become romantic; however, after watching this one, i feel like i like the idea of them slowly working their way to one another over several seasons. i’m just very intrigued by the idea of seeing them take that journey. 2) however, tbh i think i would like to see them their professional/platonic relationship together bc seeing sydney doing a lot of shit by herself this season really frustrated me. and while i appreciated their under the table talk and just everyone’s respect for sydney increase, i really want to see more of them building a better relationship. because carmy says that he wants to do better and that he respects sydney, but we really need to see that. 3) that’s why i really like the potential of sydney and marcus. like for one, i think marcus could really benefit (and already has) from sydney’s ambition and light and idealism—especially with his lol getting sicker or even dying. and i think sydney REALLY needs to experience love and unconditional support outside of her father which we’ve already seen marcus give to his mom. like i feel like both of them really need to experience devotion in a pure way and i think that they can give each other that. 4) so basically like i don’t hate the idea of a slow burn sydcarmy but i do agree there’s a lot that needs to happen for them to get there. if anything with sydcarmy, i hope next season focuses on carmy earning her trust and also examining the power dynamic there. like will sydney eventually get a stake in the restaurant? are they really partners even though carmy holds all the cards? will she eventually want to create something that’s actually hers/go somewhere she can really thrive without the heavy history of the bear? and also just richie made a comment that she has nat and carmy now as well which implies that she’s in the family. i really love for that dynamic to be explored more especially with syd being on he receiving side of that love.

Thanks for this! I definitely think if Marcus didn't exist I would be more on board with a traditionally romantic slow burn Sydcarmy but because he does and because we get to see a more goofy, carefree, lighter Syd with Marcus while as you said Syd's ambition and drive pushes Marcus' own originality, I reserve the traditional romance for them because they're so adorable and sweet and straightforward and just good in a show with so many traumatic, complicated, tense dynamics, it's like a breath of fresh air for the both of them but for the show as well to just have something undeniably sweet.

But for Sydcarmy, I can absolutely appreciate this transcendental emotional connection through work because it's not just work, it's their ambition, it's their hope, it's their past traumas, it's their drive, it's their creativity, it's their way of communicating and everybody has a reason to be at The Bear, everyone has their own stake in The Bear, The Bear means something to everyone who works there for sure but I feel like for Syd and for Carmy it's even something more than that and the only other person who can really understand that is each other. So getting to a point where they have an intense devotion to each other that isn't traditionally romantic is something I would be here for, which I agree would include the next season Carmy being as involved and as present as Syd had been throughout the season.

I was also wondering how much of Syd would go into the restaurant too, I would like to see her completed menu and if they could incorporate that and what the paperwork looks like etc.

#the bear #marcus x syd #sydcarmy #sydmarcus

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hiding-under-the-willow · 1 year

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thoughts on Eric and his place in the markiplier tv office dynamic? also Bingand Google? I love ur rants abt them all!!!

This is the point at which I have to be completely honest with you. I know Eric is deeply beloved by a lot of people, but I really do not have many thoughts on him. His whole thing came out like. Slighty after my exit from the fandom in middle school. So I remember watching his stuff when it came out, but he never got like. Absorbed into the canon in my head. So. Uh. Apologies on that one. Maybe I'll go back and rewatch his stuff at some point and come back with some thoughts.

Google and Bing on the other hand I can absolutely talk about.

So I think I vaguely mentioned their roles at the network in one of my previous posts but I'll elaborate lol. Google is Dark's assistant essentially, he's mostly in charge of finances and tech stuff around the office, but he also has some other responsibilities. I think out of everyone in the office there are two other people who know the exact reason for Dark's whole thing with Mark, who know the extent of his anger and his motivations. These two people would be The Host, bc well, kind of unavoidable, better to have an ally there than to just let it go unspoken, and Google, who knows because he is constantly helping Dark with his different revenge plots. He's constantly on the look out for opportunities for attack on Dark's end, stalking casting lists in different productions for jobs Mark might've taken, scanning forums and socials for mentions of him, hacking into security feeds and police records. He is The information guy for Dark.

Bing on the other hand kind of has no fucking clue about all that shit, cause he's working in PR, which means he's out working more so with the actual people in the studio, and more directly with Wilford. He's the guy behind the scenes making sure all of the deranged idiots he works with aren't doing shit so insane on air that they get the network shut down. Every script runs by him, every ad Ed makes, all of Bim's ideas for segments on his show, every story the Jim's pick up. All of it. That doesn't exactly stop the things the channel is producing from being completely unhinged, but i think Bing is aware of the public perception of the station enough to shape it in a way that won't get them in too much trouble.

See i think Bing was built with more of a understanding of human emotions than Google was. I think Google is more focused on hard data, while Bing was made more so with the application of that data in mind. Like. If you need government records that are probably not so legal to obtain. Google's your guy. If you want to use the data from those records to persuade the public to feel a certain way. Bing is your guy. You want to do some biometric scans of some guy to figure out stuff about his health? Google has that shit handled. You need to break some heavy news found from those scans to said guy. Bing knows how to handle it gracefully. That's the vibe on these two.

The thing is though. It's not that either of them were built to feel human emotions, even if you'd think it looking at Bing. He just happens to have been built with a better ability to understand, and therefore effectively act out said emotions.

This makes Bing really good at his job, because he's basically playing both sides in the office. He has a complex enough understanding of the view of the network by the public, as some kind of satire art project, and he leans into shaping that public image as much as possible, because that creates a stable market of pretentious art nerds and satire comedy enjoyers. He knows if the public were to realize the sincerity and reality of half the shit on the station they would lose their audience and get in a shit ton of trouble. But then he doesn't tell anyone in the office, who thinks they've got a genuine viewership base who understand their art or whatever, what perception the public has of them. He just makes the edits he needs to to their scripts, nudges them away from more dangerous bits, keeps everything under control, and let's both sides believe they've got what they want.

And this is the really interesting part, because I think the longer they spend in the office, the more they deviate from their original objectives to work for Dark and Wilford, the more they evolve. And I think Google does it faster. You'd think Bing, with his deeper understanding of human emotions and better capabilities at replicating them, would be more likely to see a more rapid decay of his more machine like tendencies as he begins to show more humanity. But bc so much of Bing's job at the studio is playing on his intented use of handling data and using it to manipulate people, he takes much longer to start breaking down those barriers. Google on the other hand, as much of his job is data oriented, something about seeing Dark in his most intense moments, of anger, of sorrow, of regret, or satisfaction, wherever his revenge journey leads him, that does something to him. Because he wants to understand the emotions that would lead someone to go to the lengths Dark does so badly. And that leads to a certain jealousy of Bing's understanding of human emotions. Only for him to realize that the jealousy itself is a human emotion. That he should not be able to feel. And things spiral from there. Anyways I think he probably developed a deep emotional attachment to Dark and his revenge journey meanwhile he's trying really hard to keep up the appearance that he is still the data driven machine he's always been.

Bing meanwhile I think is slowly starting to realize some shit is up with Google, and he's realizing there's something wrong with Wilford and Dark, something he doesn't know that he decides he needs to know if he's going to keep the public image of the studio up. I think it'd be really fun to see Google, the mechanical data driven one, attempting to appeal to the humanity and emotion of Bing, who is supposed to be the more human between them, because Bing is getting too carried away with the manipulation involved in his job.

#atlas speaks #ahhhh can you tell i had a lot to say about these two #i have some incredibly specific ideas about them lmao #anyways Eric was only in like one live stream right? unless i missed something else over the years #i just barely missed the hype with that guy unfortunately #like i said. maybe I'll go watch his stuff and come back with some thoughts at some point #it feels so weird after all these years coming back to the fandom and just having bing and google be named bing and google lmao #like it felt normal back in the day bc i was 12. and now not so much. but it's slowly becoming normal for me again. which is just as weird

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I read Dont Pick Up The Trash You Threw Away bc you mentioned a trashy husband worse than Sovieshu and I am trembling with rage omg. Let me rant. THAT MAN. Holy shit and the way he just??? waltz in with a pregnant woman and has the AUDACITY to ask her if she is cheating on him. Also!!! He just!! Expects her to be okay with him having a mistress!!! And wonders why she is mad!!! Expects her to raise the kid and do his job for him so he can just be shitty and brooding with his inferioty complex and be chill with his mistress while homegirl gets nothing, not even respect.

The responsible women are always cold and arrogant according to these men. And then the Duke tries to act like uwu why arent you giving me attention? Im doing the work pls validate me :(((( I need you to know Im better than you :(((((((((((( Coming up with Oh no, why are you so upset? While they complete ignore the wife and deposit all the thoughtfulness and love towards the other woman. Does not even have the decency to keep the mistress away, flaunts her, and WANTED HER TO PLAN THE WEDDING.

The way he just constantly belittles her, too. Sovieshu was more respectful than this piece of shit. I wish those protagonists got concubines and lovers too and flaunted them, just to see the husbands/fiancées seething with jealousy.

Also why does he say she needs to give birth to an heir if he has already stated the child he thinks is his is going to be legitimized? He IS so much worse than Sovieshu you are right about that. Glad she (spoilers) finally said to break up on chapter 33. Wanna see this dude get whats coming for him while the protagonist enjoys time with the emperor. Goddamit LEAVE HIM.

(This is the post that reminded me to turn my anon asks back on from my main blog and yeah lmao I have been reading so many fucking manhwa and been so into em i was considering making a themed sidelong but, idk fnfkfbdk)

IT'S THE EXTREMELY HEAVY INSINUATIONS THAT THE MISTRESS ISNT EVEN ACTUALLY PREGNANT THAT DOES IT FOR ME, AND ALSO THIS FUCKING MAN SAID STRAIGHT UP "oh don't worry im going to throw her out after she gives birth" like DUDE THAT'S ACTUALLY KIND OF FUCKING WORSE BECAUSE IT SHOWS YOU CANT TAKE RESPONSIBILITY? YOU'D JUST PUMP AND DUMP HER AND STEAL HER CHILD?

Like, at least with Soveishu, I could at least understand the concept behind why he would fall for Rashta. From his perspective, he felt like Navier had become too formal and mature over the years and part of him was yearning for how she used to be and allegedly her temperament used to be similar to Rashta's, combined with uh seems like he was feeling confined by being nobility and Rashta's innocent ignorance was a breath of fresh air. He was with Navier for a pretty decent amount of time, since childhood, and he was selfishly trying to chase "the old days", so to speak, and up to the most recent chapter it's become clear that his relationship with Rashta was really just to fill the gaps in his relationship with Navier which... could have been fixed with proper communication? There's no doubt in my mind that if he had came at her genuinely about wanting them to be more affectionate and closer with each other that it could have had a positive change. By Navier's own words, she didn't realize how strongly she loved Soveishu until he started to do what he did and broke her heart to the point of sobbing in bed when she can usually stay so stone-faced for her position. Also, another "defense" of Soveishu is that he is under the impression that Navier is infertile and he is not (did he forget HE is the one who ate the abortion cookies?) and that he needed an heir and was trying to concoct a scheme to keep that child and make it his and Navier's, because in their high society, if you can't continue your lineage your position is over and will be taken from you

Iike even if soveishu is a stupid bitch he at least had SPRINKLINGS of a good intention?

THIS OTHER GUY IS JUST A DUMB PRICK THOUGH!! We don't exactly know his story with Sisley yet but I'm uh pretty insanely positive she's trying to pull some kind of political uprising since she's the former princess of a ruined kingdom? Since the husband is a Duke and he is not married to the FL? But can we talk about how this dumb motherfucker basically returned from war after 6 years and barely reacted to seeing his fiance at all? No hugging or tears or "i missed you darling", he just focused on getting his side piece up to her room? He didn't even eat fucking dinner with her but he can eat with the mistress, who he even gives the fucking Duchess' room that is supposed to belong to the FL? Also how did the mistress just happen to request a room with a lot of sunlight and the best room was the Duchess' room? She ain't in love with this husband, he's HER TARGET. Also like, if you read between the lines in how the fiancee speaks to the FL, he almost makes it sound like he isn't even sure how the child is his but it must be? So you know what I think? I think Sisley got him drunk and lied about them having sex, and he thinks "oh I was drunk, I have to take responsibility" but, HE'S NOT EVEN BEING HONEST OR GENUINE WITH THE FL ABOUT IT

I really like this FL because she is so capable. He went to war and she took over his position and EXCELLED at it. He had the nerve to tell her not to get involved in the dukedom's affairs when she has LITERALLY been carrying the duke's seal for 6 years? In their culture carrying the seal of a position is the same as holding the authority of that position so literally in name by the process she was unofficially the duke during that time. Can we also talk about what a massive red flag it is that her fiance OBVIOUSLY FEELS THREATENED by her intelligence? I just, I got literally fucking furious st the chapter where he's trying to actually do his fucking job and he's going over the budget for the rainy season and he's all "oh why is it so expensive for this season, my wife is so silly she doesn't know what she's doing, I can fix this right away" BITCH I'M NOT EVEN IN POLITICS AND I KNOW IMMEDIATELY ITS BECAUSE RAIN IS FUCKING HEAVY AND CAN DAMAGE BUILDINGS!! BUT HE WANTS TO FEEL SMART AND RUINED IT, RUINED IT, AND SMIRKED IN HER FACE AFTER ASKING HER IF SHE NOTICED ANYTHING WITH THE BUDGET (AS IN, "DID YOU NOTICE HOW YOU FUCKED UP")

I hate him. The arrogance is off the fucking charts. You want to mention him accusing her of cheating, well, I actually saw a video the other day, in reference to Soveishu, talking about how if a true narcissist accuses you of something you've never done and never would do, like cheating, it is absolutely something they have done before or are already doing. And that clicks for Trash Husband who's name I can't even remember tbh. He is subconsciously aware he's being an unfaithful fucking prick and he is projecting that guilt and insecurity onto the FL. I CANNOT WAIT for the next chapter. I want to see his face. I want to see him react to being fucking dumped. you KNOW he's just going to treat her like she's throwing a tantrum, but I think its fucking furious he said, even just in anger, that she should leave his home. He's the one who said it first. He's obviously an emotionally unstable little cunt and I want him to go down. Jokes on you buddy you're left with your scheming mistress who ain't even knocked up and your fiance who is the smartest woman in the kingdom is gonna go get railed by the Emperor. Fuck you. Eat shit and die.

As a final point, if you want more stories where the FL leaves her husband/partner and starts having a better life, I also have suggestions for "Today The Villainess Has Fun Again" which is about a Korean woman who reads a novel and basically says "this FL is stupid, i could do better" and god was like "oh bet? Let's see then" and she gets reincarnated as the insanely wealthy protagonist and starts using her massive wealth to basically do whatever she wants. Something i think is really interesting and I hope they touch on is that it is being heavily implied that the body's original owner is still in there and is observing the FL and may have even let her take over her body in the first place? So I'm curious how that plays out, if FL is going to be sent back home after she's achieved happiness, or if the original protagonist will let the new one live a good life

There is also "Father I Don't Want This Marriage" which is so fucking cute by the way where after the FL Juvelia leaves her fiance Mikhail he starts literally having a manic spiral and losing massive amounts of weight to the point he is sickly because he is just so pathetic, his bitch mom even tries to beg Juvelia to get back together with him because he literally stops eating, but still fuck him because he's extremely manipulative and after Juvelia refuses to take him back he starts trying to scheme and even starts putting people in danger just because he sees the FL as a possession that has been stolen from him.

Oh and they weren't officially together but another story that really burns me up is "Vengeance from a Saintess Full of Wounds". The protagonist Lua is a saintess candidate who can heal people, but she is considered defective because she cannot heal someone without physically taking on their ailment. It is said outright that a saintess is only as powerful as her genuine feelings and empathy and that Lua has above average healing powers because she is so empathetic. Her crush a knight suffers massive wounds that she heals, but it makes her extremely sick while she's healing. She wakes up after some time and finds out her "childhood friend" is one of those "im actually just a fucking psychopath who was emotionally manipulating you into thinking we were friends for kicks, im actually a freak who hates you and was controlling you like a puppet for fun" kind of bitch who LIED and said SHE healed the knight and also told the knight that Lua had been extremely cruel to her and basically made Lua a social outcast when she was already treated extremely poorly. I would also like to get in another dig at the friend and say the story makes it very obvious her friend has lackluster healing powers because she's so extremely two-faced and one reason she "befriended" Lua was to manipulate her into healing people that she couldn't heal herself. Later Lua ia being bullied and finds out that she has another power, the power to transfer all those sicknesses and injuries she had treated in the past to other people, and decides to take revenge, helped by the prince, who they reveal pretty early on is in love with her because she treated his skinned knee when they were both little kids.

OH AND FINALLY! You want a husband who is like cartoonishly dumb and shitty, a new manhwa is "I Want To Become The Emperor So I Need A Divorce". The FL Arnoah is of the imperial family with her abusive brother as the Emperor. He marries her off to a small Duke who treats her like shit and is stupid and incompetent, like he is cartoonisly cringe. Arnoah has to put up with her husband treating her like shit while he runs around with his mistress and he even publicly humiliates her by doing shit like hosting plays where the actors are based off of them and Arnoah is depicted as a raving jealous lunatic compared to the poor Duke and his innocent lover. Arnoah had a clause in her marriage that says whatever titles she receives will also be given to her husband, which becomes a problem when a messenger mage tells her that her brother and also the next successor were both poisoned and that SHE is now in line for the throne. But wait she can't, because then her dumbass husband becomes emperor and we can't let that happen! So she makes a magical contract with the mage that he cannot deliver the obituary for one month, because in that time, she is going to get divorced, and THEN announce the Emperor's death and become Emperor. It's one of those "the first chapter shows her becoming emperor, then reminds time to show how it happened" kind of story telling and my god I cannot wait u til she rubs this idiots nose in the fact that she became Emperor by playing him. Fucking idiot. He ia so fucking stupid he is literally unfuckable. THE FL HATES HIM SO MUCH SHE IS LITERALLY SECRETLY TAKING BIRTH CONTROL LMAO

Oh and sorry. I have a lot of recommendations. Another one, the husband isn't quite in regret mode because the story is fairly new, but another story is A Divorced Evil Lady Bakes Cakes. This FL is so sweet i honestly cannot even remember why the story calls her evil, I think she was just given a bad reputation but didn't even do anything 🥺 she stayed with her fucking loser husband for NINE YEARS NINE FUCKING YEARS and for almost that entire time, he had a mistress who was his true love. Like, I get it, his mistress actually came first and he was forced to marry the FL. But instead of being a man and making his lover a concubine or something and being direct with his wife that their marriage is political, he just treats her like shit? And she's nice to him about it? She kind of ignores the fact he has a mistress at all? And he's just a prick to her, and when they have a divorce and she starts her own bakery, he mocks her? Fuck you buddy, now she's going to hook up with your brother who treats her like a queen and he's probably going to steal your position as next in line, too. Dude this husband is such a douche that HIS FATHER THE EMPEROR literally throws tea in his face and tells him to go get her back because he liked her and thought she was extremely intelligent and capable. HIS OWN POPS IS CALLING HIM A CHODE. You love to see it. Delicioso~

As a reverse "do not read this" recommendation i am hate reading The Mistress Runs Away because this ML is literally fucking vile but he gets the FL in the end after, god I could write paragraphs but basically he's an untrusting dickhead who accuses her of being unfaithful, abandons her, turns out she was pregnant, doesn't even believe the kid is his, treats her like shit, treats the kid like shit, allegedly eventually becomes nicer but it doesn't even matter because he's a fucking asshole and they SHOULDNT be together. Cannot emphasize enough that the reason they end up together is because the FL is basically a sheltered naive idiot who grew a toxic codependency on him. I don't even like the FL because she doesn't stand up for herself and let's him bully her son. It's one thing if you hate yourself and have no confidence, it's another to stand by and watch the father of your child deny his parentage and even refuse to ride in the same carriage as your son and forces you to ride with him, leaving your son in another carriage all alone. Like. Girl you deserve him at this point you're both hopeless 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

#lmao can you tell by the super paragraphs how invested in some of these i am lol

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Random anime/manga recommendations (good oldies!) I have for y'all just bc I love them and hope you would too! also I just want to talk about them bc I love and miss them all!!!

In the list:

Hikaru no Go

Shaman King

Loveless

Yami no Matsuei

Yu Yu Hakusho

Hikaru no Go:

it's about the board game Go but I promise it's so much more heavy than that and the character interaction/development is top tierrrr. also one of the only series that made me bawl like a dumb baby. also!!! you get to watch the characters GROW UP!!! from tiny baby faces to grown teenagers!!! and the fun of it is that while you watch/read, you don't even notice it happening!!! you just look back and go holy shit they were literal BABIES!!!

85 episodes and one OVA, but the OVA only covers half of the final arc, which is manga only. very faithful to the manga otherwise though.

Shaman King:

uhhh okay hear me out you gotta like, read the manga first or watch the 2001 anime first, then do the other one. then you can read the spinoffs. then you can read the sequel if you feel like it but it's more second gen esque and has been off and on for many years, long story, and it's also cut into two different names, long story, but it's flowers and the super star.

once you've read the manga and watched the 2001 anime, the 2021 anime is the remake of the 2001 anime bc the 2001 anime was concluded bc the manga was on hiatus and had caught up to the source material, so they did an anime only ending while sprinkling in bits and pieces of canon into that. the remake was insanely rushed though and cut a lot of content (including a majority of my favorite characters' content which was already low!!!) and super cut corners so imo it's really not a replacement for the manga, hence why I suggest the manga first.

some ppl have said watching the 2001 anime after the manga kinda made the anime feel less great overall bc of the anime only direction it had to take (if it hadn't, it would've ended up like naruto with filler and if y'all were there for that ride, uhhh... never again lmao), so it may be a better experience to watch it first then read the manga.

the anime is aaaaalmost completely faithful (some changes and alterations, but mainly ones that were meant to develop the main characters more and quicker) up until around episode 25, and then it starts getting... timeline-wonky but does follow canon. it just follows the events somewhat incorrectly, put in anime only aspects and swapped things around. after that point, when the characters reach the Patch Village, it's all basically anime only from there with the very final arc sprinkling in some manga only stuff.

anime ending is pretty standard shounen unfortunately, but the manga's ending was a breath of fresh air where it actually follows its themes and story beats right to the end.

that said, the original series is completed. the sequel is... ongoing... sometimes... when it's not blocked by a wall of hiatus bc of the magazine it gets into going under like every single magazine it goes into... but if you don't care for the sequel (understandable tho since it's very different!) that's not a problem. there are tons of spinoffs/side stories though that are both completed and ongoing. there are... a... lot... so basically SK universe is like forever ongoing, but the main series is completed.

** fun fact: hikaru no go and shaman king ran together in shonen jump!

Loveless:

okay so I promise this one is good, but it does feature trigger topics and overall more mature topics.

general premise is hella cringe, cat ppl with cat ears and a tail until they have sex. generally a shounen-ai but there are also het and wlw relationships. older dude claims to be in love with younger dude but it's actually fake and he was just told to say that, so that part goes from cringe to like, actually having backstory.

pretty much a psychological series with side romance (bc as much as it markets itself as romance, there's no "real" romance between the two main characters and the only confirmed pairs are not them). tackles a manipulative, emotionally abusive person who is yandere toward his younger brother, hence tackling more mature and potentially triggering topics. rape is also talked about/implied, though we don't actually see it in explicit detail.

series is complex though and some enemy characters become friendly with the main characters, some just neutral, and some become very close to them. the relationships and dynamics are all amazing though and I love how the more mature topics are handled (tastefully, in other words. it doesn't make light of them and gives depth to the characters) and how the main villain is handled. some more morally gray leaning villainish without being a villain characters are there too.

unfortunate parts of this is that the anime is only like 12 or 13 episodes and was never brought back. worse part is that volume 13 started and the manga went on indefinite hiatus a very, very, very long time ago and has not been touched since and probably never will be again. still an amazing series, but pretty much in permanent limbo unless the author magically decides to take it up again.

Yami no Matsuei:

uhhh listen it's another shounen-ai BUT it's not just romance. i don't really read purely romance series and always need substance and story/plot.

uhhh listen this one's kinda difficult to explain but basically it's a group of dudes who are detective-like ppl who are all actually dead and they get partners assigned who are also dead. villain is batshit nuts.

story can be pretty heavy on the romance/one-sided romance and stuff, but that didn't deter me.

also, talking bird buddies.

as above, the unfortunate parts are one season of about 13 episodes and not picked back up, and the manga is on indefinite hiatus and probably will not continue.

Yu Yu Hakusho:

uhhh you all probably at least know the premise of this one but im gonna come out and say it!!! ...watch the jp dub. promise. i know ppl say the dub was good but. i don't. rly feel that way??? despite growing up with the dub??? and also the sub sounds better to me???

anyway watch this series (or read it!)! :D

** fun fact again!: this series also ran with hng and sk in shonen jump!

#DCB Comments #DCB Recs #i say i ''miss'' sk but like... i return to it every year or two lol #anyway i just rly rec these and this has nothing to do with fe but #sometimes i just. need some interaction. with ppl who know the same series. u kno???

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