#the taller hotter version of me

[manofbeskar]

kevlar ref sheet

[tossawary]

I think it would be fun to do a "character swaps with older version of themselves" fic with Moshang. A post-canon Mobei-Jun who has been happily married for a while (probably at least 50 years old) accidentally touches some plot device artifact and time travels, swapping places with his 20ish-year-old self. Older MBJ wakes up in head disciple Shang Qinghua's bed where his younger self had been napping.

Younger MBJ lands in his own palace, where he is quickly found and fawned over by Older SQH, who can't help but think this MBJ is so cute. The System quickly confirms for Shang Qinghua that this situation has been sorted into a "multiple timelines" thing, so SQH doesn't have to worry about "protecting the timeline" by doing anything like hiding the fact that he's MBJ's husband. (So, there's an alternate timeline younger version of Airplane Bro now? He's just going to... ignore having an existential crisis about it. Yeah.)

Which is great because Older MBJ would not have thought about this at all as a potential issue. Older MBJ also thinks Younger SQH (Younger Airplane Bro) is incredibly cute and has no problem informing him that they're married in the future. Younger Airplane Bro is trying to figure what the fuck is happening, but he's having trouble thinking over the sound of how MBJ only became hotter: MBJ didn't get much taller, but he did get wider, heavier, more muscular, and hairier. Holy shit. Older MBJ doesn't even have any problems passionately kissing Younger SQH just to prove that they're married. And he smiles! He's so gentle and communicative! Comparatively!

("Luo Binghe is the Demon Emperor in my time," Older MBJ says. "Ah? Who's Luo Binghe?" Younger Airplane Bro lies very badly. "Hmmm, so you did know," Older MBJ says, and then makes some comment about LBH's husband that makes Younger SQH go, "HIS WHAT NOW?!")

Younger MBJ is trying to be cool, not really confused or scared, and Older SQH spoils him rotten by showing off the home that they're made together and how well the palace works to serve and defend MBJ. Linguang-Jun can't show up here because SQH will light him on fire if he shows his face. Younger MBJ doesn't even really like his SQH yet and is also struggling with how good Older SQH looks: a little taller, broader, relaxed and easygoing, answering all of his questions and explaining important things to him, dressed like a beloved demon lord's spouse, efficiently ordering everyone around. "Call me Gege," Older Shang Qinghua said with a wink, and it went straight to Younger MBJ's defenseless heart; he is developing new kinks immediately. Help him.

In the end, after a few days at most, they manage to switch Older and Younger MBJ back without too much issue. Older SQH is a little annoyed that his husband kissed an alternate timeline version of himself, but mostly because he sure would have liked that experience when he was only a disciple! Okay, SQH may have pet Younger MBJ's head and pinched his cheeks and hugged him and brushed his hair a little and shamelessly lavished him with good examples of human affection, but it's not the same!!!

Younger MBJ and Younger SQH in the alternate timeline are left in SQH's tiny head disciple house, completely flustered, sitting next to each other and barely able to look at each other. What. The. Fuck. Eventually, Shang Qinghua manages to say, "Uh, do you want to make out?" at the same time that Mobei-Jun says, "We should get married as soon as possible. Tomorrow."

[nastyaromatherapy]

Footlong (18+)

Ethan, a boy you bullied in highschool, sees you at a frat party and is hungry for revenge.

saw (this fic) and was like damn, i need an extended version of this.

pairing - dom!ethan landry x bully!reader

one shot length, 1.9k+ word fic

warnings: PIV, creampie, mentions of sh, degradation, tara reader and quinn are all bitches, big dick ethan

“Ethan? Please. I bet he’s never even held hands with a girl.” You quipped to Tara when his name aroused in a game of Fuck Marry Kill. Quinn quickly disagreed, “I bet- No, I know he’s packing. Haven’t you seen the outline in his khakis?” You internally bleh-ed at her wandering eyes. “Quinn, you fucking horndog,” you joked, leaning back in your chair and contemplating the original question: Fuck Mary Kill, Chad, Ethan, Frankie. “Fuck Chad, Marry Ethan, Kill that motherfucker Frankie.”

“Swap Ethan and Chad, then agreed,” Quinn said. Suddenly Ethan walked in in the khakis Quinn was talking about earlier, finding his seat in the back of the class. “Speak of the devil,” Tara tsked. “Yo, Ethan,” you called out. His eyes flickered up to meet yours before quickly dropping back down. “C’mon, why the long face? I heard only fans should be back up tonight, and I’m sure the ladies miss you as much you miss them,” you fake pouted. He just rolled his eyes and focused on copying down notes he borrowed from some friends.

“Ethan!” Tara called out to him, only this time he didn’t look up. “Don’t mind y/n, she’s just nervous. She wants to invite you to her party tonight, wants to see this ‘big dick’ everyone’s gassing.” You smirked and found Tara’s comment as a perfect opening. “Yeah, Ethan, that true? That you hide a footlong in your khakis?” You asked him condescendingly, a flush already flooding his cheeks. “Oh, Ethan,” Quinn gasped, grabbing on the sides of her desk to rock it. “It’s too big, I can’t take it,” she moaned artificially.

Ethan slouched in his seat, wanting to be as far as possible from here.

He was though, he slouched in his seat on the couch at the frat party, beer can in hand. He saw you dancing with some of your friends who he’s never seen before, having not seen you since Highschool. Oh would vengeance be sweet.

He waited until you walked into the kitchen for a drink so that he could approach you without distractions. “Y/n l/n,” he said with false surprise, making you turn around with a gasp. He grew taller, his hair was more put together, he was just hotter. “What a surprise,” he smirked. “Footlong!” You smiled, the name stemming from the joke from 12th grade. “Ethan- sorry. Old habits die hard,” you said. “It’s all good just, surprised to see you here,” he spoke.

“You’re taller!” You said awkwardly, gesturing your hands towards his figure. “Yeah, I guess canceling all those only fan subscriptions helped me grow,” he joked self deprecatingly, sadly smiling. You sighed, hating apologizes. “Oh, yeah sorry about all that. It was just a joke,” you said in the most tone deaf way possible. “Hey I mean, at least those were all rumors. It’s not like it came out that I had a threesome with Paul Keene and his cousin and it turned out to be very true.” Your eyebrows furrowed and your lips twisted into a snaky expression.

“Yo what the fuck is your problem?” You asked him as your temper rose. “Just taking a trip down memory lane,” he smirked before taking a sip of his beer, then wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. You looked at him with utter disgust for his remarks about the past. “Okay, my bad. You have gotten sexier though,” he said, empty hand reaching for your side.

You inched closer, giving into his touch. “Oh yeah?” You asked as you let his feel up your side. “Yeah,” he confirmed before finally landing a grip on your waist, pulling you in close. “You wanna dance?”

You led him to the dance floor to engage in some tipsy dancing. He wasn’t the best, was a little stiff, but you were there to help him out. You grinded on him as his hands rested at your hips. Ethan groaned as he felt his erection slowly growing as your ass rubbed against him.

“Let’s go,” he said, grabbing you by your wrist, and you complied to follow him up the stairs. He slammed you against the paneled wall and kissed you hungrily, groaning into your mouth. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t at least a littler turned on by this, your stomach churning.

You slowly slipped your tongue into his mouth, moaning into the kiss as his hands reached to fumble with your tits.

“Fuck,” he said after pulling away, wiping the extra slobber on his face with his palm. He grabbed you by your hand this time, leading you into an empty bedroom, being quick to lock the door.

“So, Footlong,” you started while walking into the room. “We gonna test if the rumors true? And I’m gonna guess you’re a virgin. Sex isn’t the same as porn, and girls aren’t like those cam girls I know you like to watch. Just to let you know.” He grimaced at your words, seeing that you obviously haven’t changed at all.

“Sad to see you haven’t changed,” he said. “Still a bitch,” he said with a smirk. “A sexy bitch,” you said. “According to your words.” Ethan was quick to correct you, “I said you were sexier, not sexy.” Your expression quickly faltered. “God I can’t believe I kissed you. You probably have herpes,” he said while wiping a hand down his face. “I-I don’t-”

“You know I used to burn myself? Almost everyday after school?” He asked, completely shifting the mood. Your face filled with shock, up until now unaware. “Ethan- I’m sorry, I didn’t know. Why didn’t you tell me-” “Cause it was none of your fucking business!” He yelled, making you inch back a bit. “Just like it was none of your fucking business saying those things to me, knowing what I already had going on in my life.” He said, referring to the death of Richie and his father’s coping mechanisms.

“But I know why you’re here, y/n. It’s not because you like me, it’s not because you want to make up, it’s because you’re a fucking loud mouthed whore.” You opened your mouth to deny it, but you just couldn’t.

As he stood he started to unbuckle his pants, letting them drop to his knees. Your eyes grew wide at the visible bulge in his boxers, maybe not 12 inches, but still huge. “What? You need a step by step tutorial?” He asked, eyeing your blank expression. His words made you quickly snap out of it and get down so your knees touched the cold wood.

You tugged his boxers down, allowing his dick to spring out. He shallowly hissed at the cold air. Your mouth watered at the sight, he was perfect. You eagerly took the tip of him, feeling the rumbles of his groans. “That’s it, shut up and take it,” he grunted, slowly thrusting himself deeper into your throat. You rested your hands on his inner thighs and moaned on his length, finding yourself extremely turned on.

“Is this gonna be our secret? Are you gonna be too embarrassed to admit to your friends that you got face fucked by Ethan Landry?” He asked, his thrusts growing more aggressive. Your eyebrows contorted upwards, and with every thrust your mouth made a wet clicking sound.

You continued moaning around him from the pleasure of being used, eyes now glossy and red. Ethan slipped his hand down and pulled his cock out of your mouth, making you sigh from disappointment. “Stick out your tongue,” he softly demanded, and you quickly complied. “That’s a good whore,” he groaned as he jerked himself off over your tongue. You found yourself reaching your tongue up, just for a little taste. “Does the slut want my cum?” He asked, growing close, face completely red. “Yes,” you moaned. “Beg for it.”

You pouted, hungry for his cum. “Please cum for me, Ethan. I want your cum s’bad!” You whimpered out. Ethan threw his head back as he shot his cum directly in your mouth, a little making its way onto your lips. You licked it off your lips sluttily before swallowing all of it. Ethan tilted his head slightly, “Not even a thank you?” He asked, annoyed. “Thank you,” you corrected.

He looked down at you on the floor, eyeing you still in the dress. “Turn around.” After you turned to face away from him, he unzipped your dress to help you take it off, taking his shirt off as well. He hooked your black thong in his fingers and moved them to the side, eyeing your glistening pussy. He spit on it before giving your ass a slap, making you yelp and bounce forward.

“Face down,” he ordered, making you lay your face down on the cool floor. He took his cock and rubbed it up and down your pussy, leading you to whimper. “Please fuck me, Ethan,” you moaned. He slapped your ass again, “Yeah, you want my cock, slut?” You nodded furiously. “Please, need your cock in me,” you whined, pushing your ass back in an attempt to gain more friction.

“Fuck,” he groaned when he slid into you, grabbing a hold of your waist. “Ethan!” You moaned out. Never in a million years would you ever think that Ethan fucking Landry would be stretching you out. “That’s it, take my cock,” he groaned, ego boosting from how much you enjoyed it, from how you whimpered on his dick and clenched around him.

“So big,” you whispered, which he picked up on. “Yeah? You love my big dick stretching you out?” You nodded in response. “Yes, fuck I love your cock, Ethan!”

He got so much pleasure out of watching you submit for him, the girl who tormented him for years just from her words, going dumb on his cock. “Mm, slap my ass again please, it felt s’good,” you slurred out. He smiled and was quick to comply, leaving a red mark on your cheek. “Slut love when I smack her ass?” He asked smugly. “Mhm,” you whimpered.

Your eyes rolled back in your head as you struggled to find anything to grab onto, reaching for your discarded dress to scrunch in your hands. “Not gonna say anything bitchy?” He asked, thrusts growing deeper. “Where’d your confidence go? Fuck you’re pathetic,” he smirked. “Pathetic slut who likes getting her pussy ripped apart by absolutely anyone.” You moaned at his words, growing close as tears formed in your eyes.

“So close, Ethan,” you whined, your stomach twisting in the most pleasurable way. “Oh yeah? Beg for it,” he grunted, slamming into you harder. “Fuck- please let me cum Ethan, your cock feels s’good,” you begged, cunt squeezing his length so tight. “That’s a good fucking whore, cum on my cock,” he groaned. You released all over him, squirting for the first time.

The liquid spurted onto his thighs and the floor, making you feel somewhat humiliated. He continued to fuck you, having not came yet. You screamed from the overstimulation, moaning uncontrollably. “Fuck, oh fuck. Ethann,” you whined as he chased his own high.

“Fuck!” He groaned with one final slam, filling your cunt with his thick cum. He was quick to pull out and watch his cum slowly drip out of your pussy. “Come taste yourself,” he said. You shifted around and bent over to suck his dick, covered in a mix of yours and his cum. He cursed under his breath as you overstimulated his cock, grabbing your head and pushing you down on his length, throwing his head back, groaning as you deepthroated him. Then he lifted your head up to see your fucked out face, wet with sweat. “Be useful and open your legs.”

[tomssexdoll]

Sexy scare

PAIRINGS: Tom 2012 x Female reader CONTENT: SMUT SYPNOSIS: Y/N goes to a really popular halloween party that's hard to get into, its full of musicians and Tom kaulitz happens to be there, you and him flirt and dance for ages before going into a spare bedroom and GETTING FREAKYYY A/N: cumming to this photo, there will be a bill version coming <3 WARNINGS: dom!tom, sub!reader, p in v (missionary), eating out, fingering

I was getting ready to go to one of the most popular halloween parties among musicians, my friend was in a band and was invited to play there. She asked me to come along cause she knew how much I loved Tokio Hotel and they were also going to be playing there.

I was dressed as a sexy witch, basic but it worked. I wore a short and skimpy black dress with fishnets, platformed boots and a cute witch hat. I did my makeup and my hair and ran out to door to the car.

"Are you excited?" she chuckled, I looked at her shocked "excited? girl? im more than fucking excited i'm extatic" I shook her shoulders, she chuckled and started the car, driving to the party.

"I am so glad it's not BYO drinks, I would've died" I sighed, walking into the secluded party. Our friend gave the bouncer a code word and we got inside, Tokio Hotel was playing and I gasped, grabbing my friends hand and running to the stage. I pushed through a bunch of people and stared up at Tom, admiring him as he played his guitar, his tongue slightly out and little beads of sweat forming on forehead. I bit my lip, my heat slightly burning.

"Fuck he's so much hotter in person.." I whispered to her, "even with that scary ass costume?" she furrowed her eyebrows, "oh of course! I'd fuck him either way!" I said a little too loudly, sparking his attention.

He looked over at me, staring at me subtly, I instantly shut up, super flustered. He smirked and looked back down, continuing to play his guitar. "Holy shit...did you see that.." I turned to her, my eyes super wide. She nodded and raised her eyebrows up and down in a suggestive way.

"Maybe you'll get lucky" she nudged me and I chuckled "I hope..fuck..the things I'd do to him.." I sighed.

After they played it was my friends turn, her band had arrived earlier to discuss some things. They set up on the stage and started to play, I was cheering for her and jumping up and down, giving myself more attention.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around, the one and only Tom Kaulitz was standing there and was WAY taller then I imagined. I looked up at him and smiled nervously, "oh hi..did you want me to move?" he chuckled "no liebe, come with me" he grabbed my hands softly and pulled me with him, walking to a more secluded spot.

He sat me down at a couch in the corner of the building, placing a hand on my thigh. "So..I heard what you said before" he smirked, I felt my cheeks get super hot and I stumbled on my words "i-i.. yeah.." I giggled nervously.

"Don't be nervous.." he pushed a hair away from my face, "tell me about yourself, hm?" his eyes were so dreamy, even with the scary makeup my panties were SOAKED.

"Well..I'm y/n..22 and I'm here for my friend, she's playing right now" I smiled brightly, pointing to her. He chuckled "you have such a beautiful name, supporting your friends like that is amazing, I wish we had that support when we started our band" he frowned slightly.

I chuckled softly "but look at you guys now, everyone loves you" he shrugged "yeah I guess so, I can you love us the most" he winked and I CAVEDD. The power he had over me was dangerous, he was so fuckung hot and literally put me under a spell.

I bit my lip and we continued to flirt back and forth for another 20 minutes. "I can't believe I missed like half of your songs" I frowned, he picked my chin up "it's fine baby, we are gonna play again next week again you can come back, I'll make sure you're on the list" he smiled, I gasped "really? fuck thankyou so much!" I reached out and hugged him tightly, I felt his hands snake around my waist, focusing on my ass a little too long, giving it a little squeeze.

"Do you wanna dance?" He smirked, I nodded quickly and got up, grabbing his hand and running onto the dance floor. By now everyone was dancing and super drunk.

I started to dance to the music, Tom coming up behind me and holding my waist. I swayed my hips and went low to the floor.

As the beat dropped I started jumping, my hair flying around and getting messy. I heard Tom chuckle and I turned around, smirking and wrapping my arms around his neck, swaying my hips again.

He reached down and held my hips, pulling me in closer, his lips ghosted over mine, the tension building and the air becoming thicker. I turned around again and started to grind on him, his lips finding my neck and kissing it softly, his beard softly tickling my neck.

His grip tightened on my hips, bringing me closer, rubbing his hard on, on my back. I continuined to grind on him, my arms resting against his.

"Let's go somewhere private" he whispered sensually in my ear, his hot breath making my hairs stand up on my neck, I followed him as he took me into an empty bathroom, it was filled with graffiti and stickers from past performances. He picked me up and sat me on the bathroom counter, smashing his lips into mine. I kissed him back passionately, grabbing the back of his head and locking ourselves in a rough embrace.

"You're so fucking sexy" he muttered into the kiss, I smirked and unbuttoned his flannel, pulling it off and the shirt he had underneath, revealing his fit and toned body and my jaw hit the fucking floor.

He smirked "you like what you see?" he toyed with my dress, pulling the zip down slowly, I took it off, revealing my black lace thong and matching bra. He groaned and cupped my breast, squeezing it softly. His lips crashed into mine again, I pulled him closer and he rubbed his erection against my clothed pussy softly, I moaned into the kiss, tugging on his dreads. His hands found their way to the back of my bra, clipping it off and revealing my boobs, nipples hard from all the teasing.

"So hot..fuck.." he got onto his knees and I scooted closer to the edge, lifting my legs up and spreading them.

He ripped my fishnets where my pussy was and moved my thong to the side, "fuck..so perfect.." he placed a soft kiss on my pussy, my breath hitching, "mm.." I moaned softly "keep going.." I sighed in pleasure. He wrapped his arms around my legs and pushed his face into my pussy, licking my sensitive clit gently.

"Holy shit!" I moaned loudly, his pace becoming quicker, licking and sucking my clit rapidly, removing one of his arms from my leg and plunging his fingers into my wetness, stretching me out with his 2 digits. I groaned, trying not to close in my thighs on his head.

I threw my head back in immense pleasure, his tongue swirling so perfectly on my sensitive bud, his fingers moving in and out of me so gracefully. He curled his fingers on my g spot, brushing against it softly.

I groaned, a knot forming in my stomach and coiling to my core, signalling my impending orgasm. "G'nna cum.." I cried out, he smirked on my pussy and thrusted his fingers in and out harder, feeling your body tighten around him.

He looks up at me, his eyes dark with desire and full of lust, "cum for me baby..let it all go" he whispered against my clit, with one last thrust I moaned loudly, my orgasm crashing down and washing over me, shuddering as my juices coating his fingers.

He slowly pulled his fingers out, detaching his lips from my clit. He smirked and licked the slick off his fingers, his hand grabbing his erection on his pants. He came closer, taking off his belt and pushing his pants down, pre-cum leaking onto his boxers. I bit my lip and pulled his cock out of his boxers, gasping and looking up at him.

He was a solid 7 inches, girthy and veiny, I whimpered at his size, how the fuck was it going to fit?

He was grinning, his makeup slightly melting off around the mouth, he grabbed my thighs and allinged himself with my entrance, slowly pushing in and stretching my hole more, I groaned, every inch agonizing.

He was about half way in when I put my hand on his chest, stopping him for a moment, "hurts..too much.." I pouted, looking at him. He grunted, "i'll make it fit honey..just relax.." his fingers came down to my clit and rubbed softly, my muscles relaxing on his cock. He let out a small sigh of relief and pushed in, the thickest part of his cock now entering me.

"Just a bit more liebe.." he whispered into my ear softly, comforting me from the pain. Finally he bottomed himself out, pulling his cock back out and then slamming it back in, creating a pace.

I moaned softly and my hands flew to his shoulders, gripping tightly and his cock pounded into me.

"Shit!" I cried out, his tip kissing my cervix, "so tight..fuck.." he muttered, gripping my hips tightly, leaving marks. I felt his cock so deep in me I swear it was in my throat, it felt so good, his length constantly ramming into my g spot, making me roll my eyes back so far.

"So good..mm" he moaned softly, pounding in and out of me cruely. "Fuck!" I groaned loudly, digging my nails into his shoulders. I leaned upwards and kissed his neck, sucking softly and leaving marks.

He groaned as I found his sweet spot, sucking the skin softly. He leaned down and started to suck my nipples softly, taking them in between his teeth and biting them gently, I arched my back at the painful yet pleasuring sensation "fuck.." I moaned softly, wrapping my legs around his waist and dragging him in closer.

"You're so beautiful..fuck.." he groaned, smashing his hips into mine, the sound of slapping skin taking over the room. I felt my stomach tighten, signalling my awaiting orgasm. "Fuck..cumming.." I managed to blurt out, all the pleasure was hitting me all at once so I could barely form more than 4 words. "Cmon, cum for me, you're doing so well" he praised, that sent me over the edge and I came hard, my orgasm crashing down severley and causing me to cum all over his cock.

The intense clenching of my pussy around his cock sent him into his orgasm too, squirting his hot cum all over my walls, coating them completely. As I came back to my senses I realised how fucked up both of our makeup was, basically all of his was destroyed from sweat and eating my pussy and mine was smudged all over my face. As he came to clean my pussy he chuckled "i guess that's where the blood went" pointing to my pussy, mixed with grey makeup and fake blood, I giggled "jeez, didn't know you went that hard."

He picked me up from the counter and helped me get dressed, I had no choice but to try and fix the ripped fishnets, he saw me struggling with them "sorry..I guess i got too excited" he scratched his neck, a little embarassed, I smiled and kissed his cheek "that's fine, they were like 2 dollars anyway" I rolled my eyes playfully "cmon let's go dance again" I grabbed his hand and we walked back to the dance floor, drinking and having fun.

[kayadrake123]

Batboys x famous!Reader headcanons

I love reading headcanons and stories on this topic, but unfortunately there aren’t enough out there about it so, I decided to make some! Let me know if you want me to do more or to add more batfam members. Hope you enjoy it!

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Dick Grayson 

You guys are the IT couple. Like bffr. 

You’re pretty private with your relationship, but there are still so many pictures of you guys all over the internet and social media. 

When you guys started dating people didn’t think much of it cause you were pretty good friends before so the amount of time you spent together wasn’t really new to anyone. 

However, this completely changed when a paparazzi photo of you guys making out in a car came out. And some of you guys holding hands, laughing over dinner, etc.

THE INTERNET WENT CRAZY. 

People had been shipping you guys together for so long, and you guys even came out a few times denying the rumours about you guys dating BUT NOW!? Everything just felt right. 

You guys are pretty active on social media, but you love posting TikToks of Dick being…well Dick. 

THIRST TRAPS OF DICK! 

(It’s not really thirst traps cause it’s usually just a random video of him smiling or something but DAMN)

His Instagram is literally your fanpage. LIKE HE LOVES YOU. 

Depending on what your career is, he’d come on your set for a movie, fashion show, come to your basket ball game, football game, etc.

You do receive a few threats here and there because people are crazy and are obsessed with your man, and it is scary, but Dick is always there to reassure you he wouldn’t let anything happen to you and that they’re just jealous. 

He definitely went onto social media to address the haters and they shut up prettyyy quick after that. 

Red carpets with you two are MWAH!

Like you guys kill every photo. 

You guys are perfect for each other. 

Jason Todd 

‘Isn’t Jason Todd dead?!’

That was a very common question people asked after seeing you out and being very cuddly with someone who looked a lot like the hotter and older version of the deceased son of Bruce Wayne. 

It was honestly a mistake, you guys thought you were being slick but paparazzi is everywhere man. 

Bruce ended up helping you guys come up with a reason for Jason now being alive. (Something about him being kidnapped and presumed dead and blah blah blah)

After all that commotion, people shipped you guys HARD. 

Jason comes off as a very intimidating person, and his good looks just intensified his intimidating look. But with you? He looks like the softest person ever. 

There are so many photos of you kissing his nose and lips and him just having the cutest smile on his face. 

He’s also always hugging you in most photos and giving you a big smooch on the top of your head. (It doesn’t matter how tall you are, Jason is taller than you by so much)

He doesn’t have much social media but I’ve seen posts about him having Twitter and posting the most out-of-pocket and hilarious things, and I strongly agree with this. 

He always tweets about you and how beautiful you are and it makes people go feral cause HE’S JUST SO SOFT WITH YOU AWWWW

MORE THIRST TRAPS!! 

Like you post the hottest videos and photos of Jason and everyone is so thankful for it. Like yesssssss

Hates paparazzi. Seriously. But, he endures it on red carpets, especially when he’s with you. 

Like all the photos are just of him smiling at how amazing you look and being such a gentleman. 

Definitely a Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds type of relationship :)

Everyone believes you guys are definitely gonna get married. 

Tim Drake 

You guys attend so many of the same charity events, and there have always been a few pictures of you guys together, but nothing more than just friendly and business related ones. You’re always invited to Bruce’s galas too. 

Your relationship, like Dick’s, had always just been seen as something friendly and business related. You’re a celebrity and an influential person and he’s the youngest CEO and and influential person too. It’s nothing more. 

UNTIL videos of you guys dancing together at one of Bruce’s galas went viral. SLOW DANCING, AND VERY CLOSE FOR THAT MATTER!

People only confirmed your relationship when a few weeks later a few more videos and photos of you two walking together down the street, your dog’s leash in one hand and Tim’s hand in the other, came out. 

It was an unexpected couple, that’s for sure. But lots of people shipped nonetheless. 

Tim has always been seen in suits and pretty formal clothing, but now due to him being with you and having added attention put onto his life, he’s been seen in more casual and chill clothes and DAMN IT MAKES HIM SOOOO MUCH MORE ATTRACTIVE. 

Tim has really good style. Seriously. My fashion king. 

Beach photos! You both always look amazing and are playing in the water or volleyball or something. There’s always pics of him picking you up (he may be smaller than some of you but man is STRONG)

So many photos of you guys making out. So many. 

Tim sits through a lot of weird conversations with Bruce because of this. 

TIM SLAYS EVERY RED CARPET. Like you do too, but like I said his style is AMAZING. People love it. 

Cute photos of you smiling at each other on the red carpet. 

You mainly post videos of you scaring Tim and him being super adorable(and attractive) on Tiktok. People love it. 

Hot couple tiktoks. There I said it. 

He lovesss to post videos of you sleeping. He thinks you look so cute. 

Your birthday posts for each other are so fucking cute. 

You guys are pretty much the definition of opposites attract and people love it. 

[lizzaneia-elizalde]

YO YO YO, I HAVE A QUESTION!! What if darling uhhh at specific days could turn into a sort of a big "mermaid" i mean, darling is a mermaid but like they turn into a more bigger and terrifing one and become aggresive? and hotter (sorry for my spelling mistakes, oh and also do ur oc request are open? or still closed) OR OR UHHH, a sort of perl make them turn into this?- What would be the reaction of Orion and Viper?

Yandere! Male! Deep sea creature x mermaid! Fem! Reader x Human! Male! Hunter

What if: Darling turns into a bigger version?

VIper hummed in his own time, watching you pace back and forth in your trenches. It was amusing, glancing at you bite your nail as your eyes shuffle between dark and it's original color.

You were looking so nervous and in pain that it somehow concerned Viper.

But he knows what's happening, and he knows he can't interfere.

So he only watches as your clueless form writhe in pain.

Orion, on the other hand, who was hanging out around you with his scuba gear, was concerned. He never saw you like this. It was almost scary, but you reassured him that you weren't in pain.

He doesn't know what's up with merfolk physiology, so all he can do is wait.

Meanwhile, you were gasping for air.

You don't know what's happening inside of you. You just know that you want to keel over and vomit, but nothing is coming out of your mouth.

You want to gag, but also at the same time, consume so much that you'll burst at the seams.

Viper watches as Orion tried to comfort you. He chuckles to himself.

Then, with one gargle from your throat, seafoam started spewing from the pores of your body.

Terrified yet mesmerized, he watches you getting consumed by the seafoam.

The seafoam grows, and grows, and grows...

Flash, and it revealed you in a bigger form.

Tall, long... With your tail shimmering in the dark. Your skin a bit ghostly in translucency. Your hair was longer, flowing like water behind you. And your eyes looked like the night sky, sparkling with stars.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ VIPER ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Orion was scared, you were so big that he felt so dwarfed against you. So, his body unconsciously swam upwards and away.

Viper smirked underneath his breath. Now that pesky human is gone, he can start lecturing you on what happened to your body.

A flash, and blink.

His antenna started signaling for your attention.

Curious, and honestly scared, you followed the light. Hoping that the only other giant merfolk you know would teach you about this transformation.

It took way less time for you to get to his lair due to your new proportions, and there you can feel that his home was more intimate than the cold void before.

Your eyes, now adjusted to the dark, saw his visage much better.

"Upper dweller. You look ravishing." He whispered, swimming around you again. It felt so weird, seeing that Viper's body is just a few inches taller than you now. "You were so small before, just 3/4's of my length. Now, I can even..."

You gasped, feeling his body press against your back. This time, it didn't feel like he can consume your whole being.

He grabbed your fingers, kissing them gently.

"Do this. How delightful is that?" You shivered from his touch. "Do you want to know what happened to your body?"

"Yes." You quickly answered, wanting to know what's happening.

"Well, just like werewolves..." He said, twirling you around with his tail never separating from yours. "Normal mermaids will have their days in which they will transform into their... Deep sea counterparts. Especially those who are innately relatives to us Deep sea merfolks."

Your eyes momentarily twinkled from this information. "Is that so..."

"Yes, and now, you can transform depending on whenever you want. Isn't that swell?" Viper gave a rare smile. "The question is, will you stay like this, to match me?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ORION ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Viper is a little bit disappointed. He wanted to see you panic and cry, not knowing what to do with your new form. He wanted to see you crush Orion from the newfound strength but nothing of that sort. Bored, he retreated back to his lair.

Orion swam to your face closely.

You looked amazing in his eyes. Beautiful, ethereal, something unreachable for his grubby mortal hands.

But he wants to, so he did.

You were only taller due to your tail back in your normal form. But now, you were immensely taller than him. Two Orions stacked together even.

"You look... Mesmerizing to look at, love." He whispered, his eyes softening a little bit as he caressed your cold cheeks. His scuba gear, unlike the normal one, had the helmet type in which he doesn't need to have the oxygen tube shoved in his mouth. Yet he wishes you can hear him through the thick resin glass. "Look at you. Like the goddess of the sea."

You flushed red at his compliment and chuckled. With a lift, you placed your hand under him, making him sit on your palm.

"Thank you Orion." You whispered, giggling at the change of perspective. He looked like a toy, sitting on your palm like that. It was a fit since you were only taller than him by half, but it worked out.

Orion felt safe in your hold.

And as he decided to not ask about this condition, he closes his eyes and wishes that you were actually back in his sanctuary, your beauty only for him to behold.

[ranticore]

pascal (in both forms) looks like he was laser-precision designed to give me incredible unending gender envy

A+ character cant wait to see him being the worst

oh that's fun... without giving too much away, pascal designed himself to look like an 'improved' '''hotter'' version of félix (to piss him off) right down to his height which, while variable, is always at least an inch taller. that is to say, he intentionally provokes gender envy in félix. a little bit of psychological warfare between two extreme haters

[bunny584]

hi um dunno if you've answered this before but....since you've written a megumi installment for your obsessed series....have you considered........his dad 🥴

Hi anon baby 🥰 I’ve gotten a question about Toji before and since you asked so nicely. Of course, I can do a little something for the taller, hotter, meaner version of our fav moody brunette.

You could’ve ordered me to, too. I’m good at following orders.

[spnexploration]

Accidents Happen

Characters: Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, reader.

Synopsis: While guest acting on Supernatural, things go awry filming a fight scene with Jensen. Platonic but definitely some hurt/comfort!

Warnings: accidental punch to the face

A/N: Had this idea while watching the gag reels. Normally, I don't like Jensen and Jared fics because they're real people and I don't want to put words or behaviours on them, but this one is short and sweet and I hope they wouldn't feel upset about (not that they would ever read it!). So please recognise that this is an imaginary situation with fictional characters, who happen to be fictional versions of the actors in Supernatural 😆

Punch right. Dodge left. Duck. Attempted block left, react as if hit. Grab Jensen's arm and buckle knees.

I chanted the fight choreography in my head while performing it, trying to ensure I didn't screw it up while the cameras were rolling. My character had to be able to partly hold her own against the mighty Dean Winchester, before finally being overpowered.

Attempt roll away. Jensen pins my arms, squirm. React to fake punch on the right, then-

Fuck. Punch was on the left. I hissed and my eyes stung as Jensen's fist connected with my nose, the outcome of me dodging the wrong way and moving into his punch rather than away. His eyes went wide momentarily and my face ached.

I made the split-second decision to keep going, pulling my wrist out of his grasp and kicking my legs at him. He dodged and reacted like we'd practised, so we kept going.

I got out of his grasp, scooting back along the ground and searching ineffectively for a weapon with my hands. My nose was throbbing and my face felt hotter than normal.

Jensen stood up, angry Dean face on. He advanced towards me threateningly, grabbing his angel blade off the table where it'd fallen earlier.

"Ok! Ok!" I said my line, hands up in front of me. "I'll take you to him."

We held our positions another moment or two. "CUT!" came the call.

Jensen instantly dropped the knife prop and came over to me, crouching down to my level. "Shit, sorry Y/n! Let's get you to first aid."

"I'm fine, I'm fine," I tried to reassure him, embarrassed.

"Your nose is bleeding, you took a proper punch to the face."

"Oh."

He took my hand with one hand and his other hand went around my back to my shoulder. He helped me to my feet.

"It's not that bad," I said weakly, disliking that I was guest actor and already causing a fuss.

Jensen gave me a look that brokered no arguments and led me to first aid, his arm still around my shoulders.

---

"What happened to you?" Alice, the first aid officer, exclaimed.

"I got the choreo wrong," I half-mumbled.

"Jensen! Did you do this to this poor girl?" Alice berated him good-naturedly as she ushered me to sit.

"Unfortunately yes," he responded, at the same time as I gushed, "No, no, it was my fault."

Jensen hovered while they fetched me ice and cleaned up the blood. His brow was creased and he looked guilty, watching the first aid ministrations. My face flushed, embarrassed.

"I'm fine, really," I mumbled to him, not making eye contact.

Eventually, someone came along to fetch Jensen for more shooting. It sounded like they'd rearranged the schedule and would film his close-ups while they waited for me.

"The make-up department are going to kill me," I joked to Alice.

"Oh, I dunno," she replied, "you just made their job easier. So long as you only need to film post-punch scenes!"

Alice eventually let me take the ice off and she inspected my face. "I don't think anything's broken, but you'll probably have a hell of a bruise and maybe even a black eye or two."

"Great," I deadpanned.

Jared appeared while I was standing up and thanking Alice.

"I heard Jensen did a real number on you," he said from behind me.

I turned around, looking up at him as he was significantly taller than me. He whistled low when he saw my face.

"It was my fault," I said, embarrassed. "Went the wrong way."

He shrugged, "These things happen. Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Great. Now, do you want help plotting your revenge?" he said with a cheeky grin. "I have many great prank ideas."

[duhragonball]

Dragon Ball Super Manga Ch.100

Yes, Cheelai, we have finally reached the end of the 2023 Dragon Ball Apocrypha Liveblog, but in particular, we've also finally reached the end of the seemingly endless manga adaptation of the Dragon Ball Super: Super Hero movie.

And yeah, this seems like an anticlimactic place to close out the year, but that's kind of how this entire liveblog has been, when you get down to it. I've had fun going through all this stuff, but there's a reason I'm referring to it all as "apocryphal". The Tournament of Power is a lot of fun, and the two DBS feature films are instant classics, but none of it really feels essential to Dragon Ball. From the OAVs to GT to Super, the main theme here is "Hey, remember Dragon Ball? Let's make more of that!" Everything ends up being a sequel or a callback or an easter-eggy kind of deal. And that's not the worst thing that can happen to a franchise, but it's probably fitting that we're closing out on the final chapter of a comic book adaptation of a movie that serves as a sequel to the Android arc that was a continuation of the Red Ribbon Army arc.

Chapter 100 just retells the last several minutes of the Super Hero movie, and I already went over the film, so let's just concentrate on how the manga depicts it differently. We'll start with Gohan's right arm, which got some heat a few days ago when the previews came out.

I refuse to dogpile on Toyotaro, since he's a far better artist than I'll ever be, and I've genuinely enjoyed his art through this entire read-through, even when the writing has been bad. That said... yeah, Gohan's arm looks kind of weird. Maybe while Gohan was teaching himself the Special Beam Cannon, he learned how to do Piccolo's stretchy arm thing too.

I do think it's pretty dumb how chuds on Twitter will nitpick Toyotaro's art as though the original Dragon Ball manga was some kind of showcase of photorealistic anatomy. I've been a fan of this thing for a quarter-century now, and the key to loving Dragon Ball is to make peace with the fact that it's fundamentally goofy and stupid. Sometimes a guy's arm gets drawn longer than his other arm. Sometimes characters scream so loud that their jaws unhinge like when a snake swallows an egg whole. Bulma wasted a wish on the Dragon Balls to make her ass look hotter, because if she didn't, then Frieza would come back and use the wish to make himself taller. Goku grew his tail back by having a guy tug on his ass with a pair of pliers. This show was always a hot mess, so don't blame Toyotaro. It was like this when he got here.

Anyway, Cell Max tries to block the Special Beam Cannon like he did in the movie, but Gohan has a harder time punching through, so in this version Goten and Trunks jump in to distract Cell and give Gohan a boost. In the movie, they were still Gotenks until after the fight ended, but in this version the battle must have taken a little longer, since they de-fused a little earlier.

Of course, this is just a way for Toyotaro to show off the Great Saiyaman X-1 and X-2 costumes one more time. It's kind of pointless, because all of the added Goten and Trunks scenes in this arc have been pointless. Also, Trunks' pose looks really awkward here. He looks like he got sawed in half, and both halves are still kind of flying forward in the same direction, but he's no longer connected.

I will say that I'm grateful for this final appearance of X-1 and X-2, because it gives me a chance to critique their outfits one last time. I hate the superhero undies they wear over their tights. They look baggy and puffy for some reason, which make it look like Goten and Trunks are wearing diapers. I'm pretty sure that's the exact opposite of what the boys were going for.

I mean, the outfits aren't that bad, but what irritates me is how Toyotaro keeps showing them off like this is the coolest thing going on in this story. The designs are presented like they somehow connect all these different things. Goten and Trunks were inspired by Cleangod, and they named their personas after Great Siayaman, and then Dr. Hedo saw them and supposedly based the Gammas' costumes off their look. Except X-1 and X-2 don't actually look anything like Great Saiyaman, or Cleangod, or the Gammas. It's just frustrating.

Anyway, we get the same bit about cosmetic skin alteration from the movie, except Gotenks has already separated in this version, so Bulma can address Goten and Trunks separately.

I also like this part after Pan shows off her flying ability. This segued into the credits of the movie, but here we see Gohan calling out for her to stay closer to the ground. It's pretty cute, since it kind of calls back to when Gohan was a timid child way back in the early days of DBZ. Now he's older and braver, but I bet when he sees Pan up so high in the air he thinks about how scared he was whenever he was up really high.

Meanwhile, some Red Ribbon goons have survived the battle and appear to be slowly getting away. This is nice because I noticed these guys escorting Carmine to safety in one of the previous chapters, and I've always wondered if any of the Red Ribbon guys made it out of the base alive. Pan knocked Carmine out, so it seemed reasonable to assume that he was vaporized during the Cell Max battle. Actually, in the movie, it looked like the entire crater was flattened, but here it looks like the destruction stayed confined to that area.

Anyway, the implication is that Carmine will return to Red Pharmaceutical and try to figure out his next move, but it seems unlikely that he could be much of a threat. Magenta's dead, the base is destroyed, and a bunch of their soldiers either died or deserted in this battle. Remember, even with the base and all those soldiers, Magenta still wasn't ready to make a big move. Dr. Hedo's androids were supposed to be his game-changing weapon, and now Hedo's turned against the Red Ribbon, so what can Carmine possibly do from here?

We get some additional material of the Goku/Vegeta fight in the movie. In the post-credits scene, they were practically moving in slow-motion and we only got to see the final blow. Here, we see Goku and Vegeta each land one last punch before the one that ends it all. These boys look all rowdy and badass and it's great.

When Whis finally responds to Bulma's messages, we get this cute shot of everyone sleeping in the back of her aircraft. Gohan talks about taking her to the amusement park, which seems kind of random, but it occurred to me that this might be setting up some filler story for Chapter 101. Like Gohan and Pan go to the amusement park for the day, and Carmine tries to kill them or something to avenge the Red Ribbon Army. That probably wouldn't be a bad idea, although I really don't want that to happen, because it sounds similar to the "Hedo vs. Goten and Trunks" stuff we had in Chapters 88-90. Everyone thinks Toyotaro has been champing at the bit to get done with this arc so he can return to his Black Frieza business, but for all we know he's been enjoying this whole bit, and he'll blow the next six months on filler stories with Goten and Trunks goofing around with Sgt. Nutz.

Anyway, this is the last page and this was the last little bit of the movie too, so Toyotaro has definitely run out of movie to adapt. Also, Bulma looks really cute on this page, so I wanted to add that to the record.

So that pretty much wraps things up, except for one minor detail. Where's the big twist?

I ran across this last month when I was checking to see if Chapter 99 would wrap up the arc or not. CBR.com did an article entitled "Dragon Ball Super Chapter 100's 'Unbelievable' Twist to Lead to "'Crazy Developments'" The story stems from comments made by V-Jump editor Victory Uchida, who was hyping DBS chapters 99 and 100 while appearing in an unboxing video for some reason.

The video is in Japanese, so I can't just pull out direct quotes from the man, so maybe this was all some big misunderstanding. Maybe it was a mistranslation, maybe Uchida got confused and was referring to material that wouldn't see print until Chapter 101. Or maybe he was just doing a standard hype job for his publication without thinking about what was actually in the magazine. After all, how can Chapter 100 have an "unbelievable twist" when it's doing a shot-for-shot repeat of a year-old movie?

So I assumed this meant there would be some sort of epilogue scene in the final pages, designed to set up the next arc. Sort of like how the last chapter of the Tournament of Power arc had the scene where the Galactic Patrol kidnaps Majin Buu. But Chapter 100 had no such thing. No Black Frieza, no Cell Max suddenly turning the tables on Gohan to win the movie, no mysterious appearance from Purple Turles or Red Bojack. Not even a lousy cameo from Platinum Cooler.

Does this make Victory Uchida an unreliable source of information? Or has he simply been misunderstood? I feel like his ridiculous yellow wig/hat thing kind of holds the answer to that question.

Anyway, the ultimate fate of Dragon Ball Super lies in Chapter 101 and beyond, but those stories will be printed in 2024, which means they fall outside the scope of this liveblog. So unless Toei or Shueisha has a new movie or anime coming out in the next eleven days, I'm done. This has been the 2023 Dragon Ball Apocrypha Liveblog. Good night, everybody!

[dissociation-station123]

Any Given Sunday

Red Flags- Chapter two

Regular POV

“Y/N!!” You cringe as a group of coworkers shout out your name and run towards you; as you rest in the staff break room. “Toji is here asking for you again.” You take out your headphones and take in an exhausted breath.

Strangely enough you were getting used to the giant man that accosted you every weekend. You were not a fan of the attention he brought with him.

The group gathers around you giggling. “I never thought Toji would get pussy whipped. What did you do to him Y/N?” One of the women asks bluntly. “Yeah what’s your secret?” Another question and you hold in a groan.

“It’s not like that.” You respond flatly without acknowledgement. One of them sits beside you with a raised eyebrow. You lean back as she studies you. “What?”

“Maybe he likes the tired eyes?” The woman says to the others, ignoring your existence. You try your best to maintain your usual stoic demeanor but their chatting is grating.

“Toji is so fucking hot.” The group says in unison and you were almost impressed by the hive mind. You glance at the clock, begging it to move a bit faster.

“Ladies!!! No one is hotter than me right…” A familiar chipper voice announces and you look up. The women’s focus quickly shifts and they crowd around him. You let out a relieved sigh.

Satoru Gojo is a part of the catering staff. You always found that a bit odd. He wore a high end Rolex and his attire was always perfect. You convinced yourself he was charading as a regular employee. But he was really just on an extended version of Undercover Boss.

You were thankful at this moment for his interruption; though you would never express that. You put your headphones back in and wait out the fifteen more minutes until you have to clock in.

After a while you get up and place your bag into a locker. “You working at the bar later?” The tall lanky Satoru asks as you begin walking towards the computer to punch in.

He was always way too excited to be here. His extroverted personality a bit overwhelming. But he was the one person you tolerated conversation with. Mostly because you felt like you owed him. His boyfriend ran the bar you currently worked at after this job. Ultimately getting you the position.

“Yeah like always.” You say as he follows you out the door. His long arm reaches around your shoulder and you tense. “Must you always hang off of everyone.” You mutter making him grin.

“You're never any fun Y/N.” Satoru pouts as you try to brush him away. Eventually you give up and he clings onto you as you make your way to your station. “Ooo look at his face.” Satoru leans close to whisper into your ear.

You look up in confusion and see Toji, a new constant figure in your mundane life, resting against the steel bars of your window. “You sure you aren’t fucking?” Satoru asks and you dig your nails into your palm.

Those piercing green eyes were now glaring daggers at Satoru. Toji’s jaw clenched and you wanted to disappear. “It’s not like that.” You say once again.

“Mmhmm.” Satoru chuckles, finally releasing you. “See you at the bar later Y/N!!” He makes sure to shout loud enough for Toji to hear as he skips away.

You begrudgingly make your way behind the counter. You could feel Toji’s gaze following you the whole way. “Mornin Y/N…” That deep gravelly voice sounds tenser than usual.

“Yeah I guess.” You reply curtly and open your top drawer. You slide over the racing program to him. You open the booklet to the first race. “I’ve made notes for you. Even someone like you should be able to understand.” You explain and he cocks his eyebrow and frowns down at you.

“But I want to hear them from you personally.” He retorts, sounding aggravated. You glance at him, he looks like he is biting his cheek.

You stand taller and your voice remains steady, “You draw too much attention. I don’t like it.” Toji’s eyes widen and then a mischievous smirk replaces his sullen expression.

“I can’t help that people are attracted to me.” You stare at him blankly and he chuckles. “Don’t abandon me Y/N. I need you.” He leans forward and you move back crossing your arms. Toji pouts in an attempt to appear heartbroken.

“This is my job. I should not be chatting it up with anyone. I don’t need any trouble.” You make a point to glance behind him, a line is beginning to form. A man behind Toji huffs in annoyance.

Toji turns to face the aggravated customer; with one scowl in his direction the man shudders and quickly corrects his attitude. “See no problem!” He faces you again with a wide smile.

You know this man is dangerous yet he has not given you any reason personally to be afraid or anxious. In fact he was always kind to you. Making sure you ate while on your break. Telling you that you needed rest.

“My coworkers have noticed you are always around me. It is becoming a bit of a nuisance.” You mumble as you go ahead and prepare his first ticket based on your own suggestions.

“What is wrong with that? Why do they care? Was it that tall stupid looking guy?” Toji’s expression shifts into something predatory. All niceties fade completely.

You lift your arm and wave the paper in front of his face. “No, mostly the opposite sex.” Toji quickly recovers from whatever dark thoughts he was having and the clever smirk reappears.

“They have good taste.” Toji laughs, and you were now concerned by how fast his mood could flip. You sigh as he takes the ticket from your hand. You scold yourself for becoming too friendly with this man.

“I don’t like it.” You repeat and Toji clicks his teeth at you. “Good luck.” You say trying to move him along.

“I thought you have to work after this shift. What was he talking about going to a bar?” Toji asks, you could sense aggravation in his body language.

“I work at a bar.” You answer figuring it was easier just to tell him then fight about it. Toji chuckles looking at you in disbelief. You were not sure what type of bar he was imagining. “It’s just a sports bar. I am a bar back and I wash the dishes.”

“How many jobs do you have?” Toji looks almost concerned. You see your line growing and feel a bit frustrated.

“Three. Toji…” you mutter his name hoping he would leave you alone for a bit. You notice he freezes the moment you call out his name.

“What is the bar called?” He bends closer, refusing your silent request. You chew on your bottom lip in habit. “Tell me and I won’t bug ya the rest of your shift.”

You take in a sharp breath. The idea of avoiding rumors about you both is appealing. “The Cult.” You say and he nods.

“I’ll leave ya be today. Don’t miss me too much.” Toji begins to walk away, not looking back. You mutter a curse under your breath and try to center your thoughts. Greeting the now nervous man that was next in line.

Toji kept true to his words. The rest of your shift at the race track he was nowhere to be found. You did not miss him. Though a part of you had begun enjoying giving him your racing insight. You appreciated that he took you seriously.

After you got off one job you made your way to your next one. The Cult was close to the track. It was known by mostly locals therefore there was always a mix of regulars each weekend. Full of people not wanting to watch the games alone at home.

You walk through the door and spot Suguru Geto behind the bar. He gives you a nod and you return it. Satoru was already seated at a barstool sipping on an extravagant non alcoholic cocktail. You learned he was not a fan of liquor but loved anything sweet.

Satoru smiles at you then looks over his shoulder. You follow those blue eyes to a corner booth and groan. You're met by those menacing green eyes, Toji waves inconspicuously. “Shift starts in twenty!” You hear Suguru shout behind you. You ignore his warning, walking towards the giant.

“Really…” You mutter and take a seat across from him. You're greeted by a deep laugh and a wink. You rub your temples feeling a headache coming on. What you wouldn’t give to lay down somewhere and sleep.

“Your hard to hang out with Y/N. Got to find time when I can. I see no other coworkers are here.” He explains his sudden appearance. He was not wrong, Satoru is the only one who frequents this place.

“Should I be worried about you?” You ask leaning on your elbows and watching him closely. Toji crosses those large arms and smiles feigning innocence.

“I’m harmless…” Toji says not too convincingly. Those green eyes look over at Satoru. “To you at least.” You sigh and lean your head back, closing your tired eyes.

“I need to clock in. Behave.” You mutter stretching a bit before standing up. Toji laughs, the sound now familiar to you.

“Yes ma’am. Be on my best behavior just for you.” Toji tries to sound comforting but you still feel anxious. You nod and walk away.

You move behind the bar and head to the small break room. As you were placing your bag away Suguru entered. “Y/N is that guy going to be an issue?”

“He should be fine. If he doesn't kick him out.” You say matter of factly. Suguru frowns as you clock in.

“Satoru keeps telling me you need this. You know how he is. But if you are being harassed you let me know.” Suguru’s voice is laced with concern. You pat his wide shoulder to reassure him.

“I can handle myself, Suguru.” You say with confidence. He nods but those dark eyes still hold worry. You sigh and give him a thumbs up causing him to grin.

“Alright alright.” The serious man concedes and you follow him out. He gives you instructions on what needs to be done and you begin to work.

Some time during the night Toji had shifted from the booth to the bar. Surprisingly you caught him talking to both Satoru and Suguru casually. Occasionally you felt them look over at you. You really had no interest in what they were saying.

Instead you were now currently pulling out your cellphone to check your betting apps. As the NBA player Cade Cunningham scores a three you can’t help but pump your arm in celebration.

“That was adorable…” a raspy voice interrupts your silent cheer. “What was that about?” You collect some empty glasses and ignore the heat from your embarrassment.

“Nothing.” You say under your breath. You see the player score again and try your best to keep your enthusiasm from showing.

“This is the most expressive you have ever been. Do I have to beg again?” Toji lifts the glass to his lips, that sly grin stays even as he sips the dark liquid.

“I have a parlay on this game.” You say setting the tray of glasses to the side of the counter. Toji’s eyes widen and you hate that you peak his curiosity.

“You are a degenerate.” Toji teases and you huff. “I see you partake in all kinds of sports betting. Going to share your secrets?”

You shake your head, “Too tired. Don’t feel like explaining.” You grab the empty beer bottles on the opposite end of the bar and add them to your pile.

“Fair enough.” Toji does not push the matter and you were grateful. “Who am I rooting for?” He asks, glancing at the large tv on the wall.

“I don’t ever need a team to win. I don’t bet money lines, just individual stats.” You say checking your progress once again. You startled when a hand pats your head.

“Running low Y/N.” Suguru announces and you put your phone away. You pick up the full tray and move towards the kitchen.

Later in the night you stand behind the bar, Toji still sitting close to you, your name is called towards the front. You nod acknowledging the familiar face. “You are a fucking genius!” Lori Utahime brightly smiles at you. “Your night cap is on me tonight!”

She rushes towards you excitedly, “Every line hit!!” Utahime says not taking a breath, shoving her phone in your face.

“I’m happy it worked out.” You said hoping she would calm down a bit. Toji clears his throat and Utihime looks over at him confused.

“Who is this? Is he bothering you Y/N? Suguru!! A strange man is harassing our Y/N!” She scowls at Toji and you smack your forehead.

“Ooo our Y/N…” Toji says in a hushed tone, raising his eyebrows up and down suggestively. You try not to glare at him.

“It's ok Utahime.” You say hoping to dispel her concern. This seems to make matters worse. Utahime moves directly beside him.

“What are your intentions?” She sounds accusatory but Toji is unfazed. Those green eyes scan you up and down. Utahime scoffs in offense. “If you even touch…”

“Utahime!” You shout and both of them jump from your sudden outburst. You grit your teeth, for the third time today you had to explain your relationship to this man.

“There are no intentions. I help him with his bets. Ok?” You emphasize the question by your tone. Utahime, still stunned by your reaction, just nods. Toji’s eyes are wide in surprise.

“No fun…” Satoru purrs ruffling Utahime’s hair. She growls at him and pushes him away. You point at him in warning and he feigns fear.

Things quiet down at some point. You were thankful. “Closing in 20!” Suguru shouts over the sounds of the bar. The customers groan but agree.

You were showing Toji your winnings and Utahime is glaring at him. She refused to leave you alone with him.

“Why do you work so much Y/N?” Toji blurts out randomly. You pull your phone away and become silent.

“None of your business.” Utahime snaps, crossing her arms. Suguru walks over and places a glass of whiskey next to you. You thank him and take a deep sip.

Toji is more perceptive than you give him credit for. He sees your discomfort and does not pry. “So do you ever bet on fights?” He pivots his questioning. Utahime nods in approval and walks a way towards Saturo and Suguru.

“Like UFC and boxing?” You ask, your heart settling down after your mind traveled to an unwanted place. He nods and you take another sip relishing the warmth.

“I respect fighters. Muhammad Ali was not just an athlete but an activist. But the sport itself is hard for me to watch. So I don’t.” You say matter of factly and Toji looks to be in his own world as you speak.

“Do you enjoy it?” That far away gaze makes you curious about him for the first time. It seemed the topic was almost personal.

Toji does not answer right away. His expression is melancholy then morphs into something fervent. “I love it.” The way he says love, it’s almost as if the sport was a long lost lover.

You suddenly felt uncomfortable. He looks raw and vulnerable at this moment. Your mouth gapes open to speak but nothing follows. This strange urge to reassure him, your past people pleaser ways sneaking up on you.

“Get your asses out! You don’t have to go home but you can’t stay in my bar!” Suguru announces to us and this quickly snaps Toji to the present. Toji grins widely and you sense he is back to his usual arrogant self.

“Let me grab my bag.” You tell everyone and run to the back. No one is there when you return. You take the time to look around.

This place is older, the smell of Alcohol and age is strong. Memorabilia hung from every free space along the wall. Even awards from Suguru, Satoru, and Utahime from their college days. You smile as you pass a picture of the three of them. You never experienced this yourself and wondered what it would be like to have friends like this.

“Y/N!” Suguru shouts from the door and you shake your head. You move towards the front and out the door where everyone stood.

Suguru smiles at you kindly as you pass him. “Big fella make sure our Y/N gets home safe.” Satoru coos to Toji who is also standing with them. “But don’t you dare try anything funny!” Utihame threatens, sneering up at the large man.

You feel a warmth travel through your body again, you chalk it up to the whiskey. “See you Friday.” Suguru leans and whispers into your ear and you nod. “He is not that bad of a guy.” You look at Suguru and he just shrugs.

Utahime gives you a hug and of course Satoru notices and joins in seconds later. You awkwardly hug them back. And you say your goodbyes.

As the three friends get in their cars and drive away, Toji remains by your side. “Can you stay out a bit later? Walk with me?” Toji asks and a part of you doesn’t hate the idea. You do enjoy your conversations most of the time.

Yet you needed to get home. “It’s not that I don’t want to but I have someone waiting for me. It would be selfish.” Toji becomes uneasy and shifts his footing. “You wanted to know why I work so much?”

He nods his expression now attentive and serious. You sigh, “I got a divorce a year ago. We were together for a while. I had never lived truly on my own. It’s expensive.”

You were haunted by your past. You tried your best not to think about it. The way Toji looked defeated when you said someone was waiting for you made you feel something other than numb.

The atmosphere is now a bit tense. You could not look up at Toji. You felt like a failure in life. You fall back on an old habit. “I’m the worst. But I have a mouth to feed so I can’t give up!” You mock a laugh.

You are met with complete silence. You nervously glance over and he is completely still. You recognized the look in those green eyes. He must be haunted by his own memories. Something you said triggered him to forget where he was. You felt a kinship of brokenness.

“Toji…” You step closer to him and place your hand on his shoulder. He was startled by your touch and you swear he was trembling.

“At least let me make sure you get home safe. I promised Satoru.” His voice was low as if still trapped in his mind. You shove him and he catches himself eyes wide.

“I’ve been doing this for a while. I’ll be ok.” You deny his request and you were glad to hear his chuckle. You both begin to walk to your cars.

“Holy shit…” you mumble as you see his vehicle in the parking lot. The steel frame is dented and the paint chipping. It needed some tlc. But the old Challenger was a diamond in the rough.

Toji looks amused by your response. “You like her?” He asks with a bright smile. You nod enthusiastically. You walk up and caress the hood. “Don’t make me jealous of my own car Y/N.”

You turn and smile up at him then turn away to admire the classic beast. “I really need to get home.” You mutter sadly.

“Maybe I can take you for a ride one of these days?” Toji sounds more confident now. You nod and a yawn escapes your lips. “Get home. Get some rest.”

“Alright…” you say, your eyes feeling a bit heavy. He holds out his phone and you raise your eyebrow questiongly.

“Just text me you made it home safe. So Satoru doesn’t kill me.” Toji laughs and you agree. Both of you wave and get into your cars. The moment he starts the muscle car the engine roars to life, a slight shiver runs down your spine.

You turn on your radio to blast it to stay awake and take a deep breath. Tonight was different from most. You felt like maybe you weren’t all alone anymore. It felt weird knowing people cared for you. You grin to yourself as you make your way home for the night.

[achaotichuman]

Oooooh can I ask for your take on Gender fluid/Gender neutral Tamlin where he has body dysmorphia so he constantly changes his form? Because for me Tamlin has body dysmorphia and he sometimes changes form by the regular like clothing.

Sometimes he's a female

Sometimes he's more of an animal like in appearance

Sometimes he looks the same but he changed some features about himself that people with keen eyes can only notice, like how his eyes are a bit more pale green, his hair was more darker brown, he was taller and lanky, and he has small like antlers on his head.

You have no idea how much I love genderfluid Tamlin. They are my favorite.

So.

Tamlin changes his body constantly. It was something everyone knew.

When he was young, he was bullied relentlessly. He was a bit skinny, a bit awkward. His brothers though, they were hulking, massive warriors. They looked down upon him. They made sure he knew he was the outsider. They practically carved into his body. Breaking his bones, leaving bruises where everyone could see, marking his skin with scars.

The changes were at first small. Using his powers to hide the bruising. Then he saw how he could change other things as well.

Once he left for the War Camps, he no longer had to hide from his father or his brothers. Out there he was free to be unapologetically him.

He was still reserved in the beginning, fear from his brothers had been driven into him, so he started small. He changed his hair color, going from blonde to brown, trying out black at one stage, then he went into some other colors, easing into red, then trying out orange. That moved into green, then blue and purple. Soon he was known for having odd and strange colors in his hair.

Then he met Rhysand, who had the strangest eye she had ever seen. Tamlin then began to experiment with eye colors. He was born with blue, but it turned out green was his favorite color. He stuck with it most of the time, but every now and again he would do a color to match his hair that day.

Tamlin had always hated mirrors. They were a symbol of what he was but wanted to be. He thought he wanted to be his brothers, big and tough and strong. Powerful. Seeing the slender frame in the mirror that he owned was enough to make him cover any reflection he owned.

But after his family was killed. Once the threat was gone completely. Tamlin started to go a little further. He was used to transforming into animal like forms, he used to spend all his time outside, away from his home when he was little. He used to shapeshift into small mammals to blend in with the wildlife.

But now, he went a little bigger, got a little braver.

He shapeshifted to have antlers in his High Fae form. He tried a tail once. Then wings like Rhysand. He especially loved giving wings and tails to the children that liked to play in the Manor gardens, they were always quite delighted at that.

Tamlin was still too afraid to go further than that.

Then Lucien fucking Vanserra rocked up.

First thing out of his mouth when he heard that Tamlin could shapeshift into anything he wanted was asking if he had shapeshifted into a female before. Tamlin was shocked but answered that he hadn't.

After weeks of pestering to try it out. Weeks of Lucien saying how he could take him shopping, how it would open a whole new world of style. Tamlin finally tried it.

The first words of Lucien's mouth when he saw Tamlin in female form for the first time was that she looked like a younger, hotter version of The Morrigan.

Obviously that compliment led to Tamlin being in female form a lot more.

Tamlin, at Lucien's request (cough demand cough), wore more feminine style clothing. She tried dresses, corsets, and skirts. She grew to especially love laying long flowy skirts atop each other, and wearing shirts that revealed her midriff.

Tamlin then began to experiment with changing their body into other forms. Sometimes their forms were a little less than striking. Once they scared Lucien half-death by appearing in his room with wide, wide all black eyes and two sets of arms.

Then they tried a form that was unlike anything else. they weren't male but not female either. Something completely in between.

Now they changed up their form depending on the occasion. Tamlin's favorite time was when she turned female for a calamnai and picked a male for the rite (cough Lucien cough).

Once she went to a High lords meeting in female form and no one recognized her. She simply sat down, wearing a long, green silk dress with a sash tied around her waist. No one questioned it until half-way through the meeting when Beron finally spoke up and asked who the fuck she was. Tamlin lost a bit of hope for Prythian that day, because how the hell did six High lords not figure out who she was?

Sometimes he looks in the mirror and hates what he sees. He remembers the little boy who used to only see a failure of a son when he looked in the mirror.

Then other times, they look in the mirror and they see what they have grown into.

Something worthy of the title they carried. High lord of Spring. Shapeshifter.

I loved answering this question so much! Let me know if there's anything you would like for me to expand on!

[sunlightandsuffering]

I'm fiercely attracted to Cabin Eren because in my mind besides being a perfect husband, he's also the most buff version of Eren. Hobo Eren was living off rations as as an eldian living in the internment zone & Manbun Eren spent an entire month living in a jail cell. Both of them weren't eating well or doing much physical activity. Meanwhile you know for a fact Cabin Eren was eating full meals with Mikasa after spending the day, chopping wood, hunting, fishing, etc.

I bet he got so broad and beefy and Mikasa definitely loved it! Mikasa drooling over how much bigger he's gotten, how much more of the bed he takes up and how easily his body completely covers her when they fuck. Her just admiring his naked back in the morning before hugging him from behind trying to wrap her arms around him 🥰

OKAY U ARE SO RIGHT FOR THIS THO!! LIKE UR SO CORRECT ANON!! THATS WHY HE'S SO BEEFY!! This si so funny tho i was writing this in switch last night lol 😂

One thing about Eren that Mikasa has always liked is his gym obsession. 

It’s hot, there’s no sugar-coating it.  A boy who goes to the gym and works out is hot. 

Even hotter because it shows, shows in almost everything he does. Eren might be on the leaner side, not built like some of the linebackers he’s always yelling about on TV, but it doesn’t change the fact that he’s a wall of solid mass these days. 

He’s built subtly and in a way she likes more than some of the massive guys she sees at the gym, getting a peak when he wears shirts and the sleeves stretch just a little tight around his biceps and the muscles of his back, leaving the lower part loose. 

It’s also in how confidently he can lift her up, not even flinching when he drags her onto his lap, throws her over his shoulder, how he manhandles her. 

God, it gives her the shivers just thinking about it, and he’s so much taller than her these days, she gets butterflies when she has to look up, when she can’t so easily brush her hands through his hair, has to stand on her tippy toes to tease him now.  It’s hot, he’s hot, and so Mikasa will take absolutely any opportunity offered to accompany him to the gym, even more so because Eren going to the gym is an almost otherworldly experience. 

As a resident gym rat Eren partakes in many gym rat things such as pre-workout and protein shakes and as Mikasa watches him dutifully from the kitchen counter, she counts her lucky stars that she gets to watch. 

He’s currently scooping a suspicious looking white powder into water for it to dissolve, wearing a t-shirt that’s stretched taut around his biceps, forearms on display as he mixes the substance into his cup.  “So, what’s that again?” Mikasa asks for the tenth time and Eren shoots her an exasperated smile, “Baby I told you it’s Creatine.” 

“That tells me nothing.”  He hums at her, shutting the large cannister and grabbing another one from the cupboard, now scooping a different substance into a blender bottle.  He humours her questions though, answering with more patience than she’d ever have, “It’s basically a supplement that helps me bulk up, good for muscle growth and if you’re going to the gym a lot people tend to use it.”  “But you already look really good,” she breathes shyly, the words almost unconscious as her eyes catch on where his biceps strain against his grey t-shirt. 

[disastersteps]

for Neets ofc: ❣️🤔and because of the Julita brainrot:💘

❣️ - What are their love languages?

Anita is big on giving others with things they made!

It's one of the reasons to why they enjoy cooking because it meant they deliver food to others and the others enjoy their food. That's what love is to them.

Their other thing, beside that, is making little trinkets. They need something to make with their hands, and their favourite thing was to create little things that are from junk and tech, into something artful. They're not artistic themself but, they enjoy crafting these into something that can be a gift. Especially, they're kind of bad at buying items after all.

...And of course, singing but that one is more rarer than the last two through! ...Especially not in the current situation. Maybe someday down the road and when things are okay, they will able to sing again!

🤔 - What’s something they’ll never understand?

...Okay, there are lot of things I can think that feel Anita wouldn't understand but given the fact they used to learn everything on their own terms, especially during their sidestep days. It was something they want to. So uhhh, that's a bit of tricky-

I would say they will never understand the interest in... the attractiveness toward celebrities, such as both heroes and villains. Anita is very aware of what attractiveness, and they knew that. What they don't get is how genuinely baffled and perplexed they are seeing the public's weird interest toward these people. These human beings.

...And the fact they were annoyed at them for being into Julia....

💘 - What do they find attractive about their partner(s)?

....WHICH bring us into this! >:'D

So in general, Anita just doesn't get the crazy attractiveness that fans and public go wooing over local celebrities, especially their best friend. In Sidestep days, Anita get it, she's clearly hot, she clearly have a stupid smirk. A soft smile that shared with only Anita, and how ridiculously taller she is than themself, and how nice her arms were.

Took them a year to realize they have a crush on her.

Even years later, when Julia found them, they were surprised that she had changed in terms of appearance. And it intensifies their love and crush on her even more than before. Currently, Julia have a very nice sidecut that Anita couldn't believe that she... have that?, and that she's big than Anita remembered, and they had a very 'how the fuck are you hotter than before?' kind of feeling after they left HQ the first time they were brought there.

And spending more time with Julia, over the course of the times before and after retri, had made them realized they still love her stupid smiles that still feel soft just for them, and that she's so much soft for them than before, and that- that was something that feel so attractive to Julia.

Anita wanted that so bad. Why can't they? Of course, everything that feel not allowed-

In short version, Anita sees Julia in Sidestep days as 'wow she's pretty attractive, i can see that.... oh. she really is. 😳' to Anita seeing Julia in present still going 😳but more angry because 'oh my god!!! she's more hotter than i remembered!! I can't do this!!!!! chill chill chill. none of my business. this is none of my damn business.... fuck!'

send me a misc oc ask and i will answer a neets >:'D!

[satocidal]

Sun, Venus and Taurus please! 💕

Wait have I been blessed by you in my inbox😭wowow (fan moment please)

Sun:- 5 things you like about yourself?

😃haha. Ok so it’s not tough to name I guess? But then eh-

I like the fact that I’m more rational? When thinking- like sometimes it could show as a disadvantage but then, I think it’s just always helped me more so. I do love the way I write, I don’t care if others do or not—but in the certain way i can project myself when I’m seriously writing? Yes. I don’t base my opinions around others- like it isn’t a huge thing either, but then I enjoy the fact that at least, someho were I have individual thought processing lmao. My sarcasm—it’s not that big a thing, in fact people new to me might not even get that I’m like really sarcastic but it’s a personality trait I enjoy. And lastly, I like my fingers- or hands. Simply because I depend on them a lot? So often I just, yk sit and think of how useless I’d be without my right hand💀

Venus:- what is your ideal type?

Call me narcissistic or self obsessed but literally me💀 like all I need is a slightly hotter version of me, same personality and all and I’m set for life. In all honesty though Lmao, I like someone who gets me- like understanding? I suppose? I mean someone who’ll lay down and listen to me rambling about random ass fun facts or anything, someone who’ll understand and get through with my schedule. In some sense, someone who’s either entirely like me or compliments me (I’m a sucker for friends to lovers too so this explains it). But to name a few things, rich—smart (as much as or smarter than me), slightly taller than- even an inch works for me; a little bit on the quieter side to balance it out

Favourite food?

So I’m Indian right? Mostly stuff from here, gotta go anything paneer (cottage cheese is it?) but I’m a huge huge sucker for Chinese and Italian cuisine. And since I bake, the brownies that I make specifically (does it show that I’m very stupidly narcissistic? Please I’m literally better than this Lmao)

Astrology ask game!!

[trashlie]

hiii hello 💗 i hope you're doing better and your trip was fun, relaxing, and revitalizing! first of all i'm glad @amuraas helped you see that quote, and that it resonated with you! @amuraas - thanks so much that was very kind of you <3

also omg thanks to @gstuffedanimal for their addition on dieter and nol! it's such an interesting and crucial observation and i think they described it perfectly!! the conscious observations vs the lack of awareness on shinae's side… it suddenly makes sense why it's always felt like a head vs heart kind of situation to me. her interactions with dieter are rooted in the knowledge what he likes her so what she does and feels reads more like it's intentional and a conscious choice (and that's not a bad thing! it's what can happen when someone confesses to you but you don't feel the same way about them, but you like them enough so you wanna give it a try and see if you might develop romantic feelings for them, it's understandable!) but yeah the contrast to nol is really striking. she's mostly unaware (or even in denial) of what's going on with her (hence the lack of internal processing -> no commentary/monologue) but that doesn't stop the feelings from coming to the surface. none of this is intentional, but that doesn't stop it from happening. it DOES feel like it's out of her control, out of nol's control too, because i'm 100% sure falling for shinae was the last thing he wanted to happen, but that didn't stop it from happening. what is there to say. the heart wants what it wants!

i'm saying this lovingly but shinae's actually so funny to me (and i'm taking fp 224 into account here) she's like "this guy showed up one day and was like a ray of sunshine in my rainy life and i feel this special connection and i'd do everything to show that i care and to make him feel loved and it devastates me that he can't open up to me no matter how much i try because i just wanna get through to him i wanna help him like he helped me i wanna see the real him also he's making me blush and my heart race and i can't hold his gaze. i wonder what is this feeling 🤔" LMAO. and nol is even funnier because he's like "i'm the master of lies and manipulation 😎" and then he thinks about shinae for 0.5 seconds and immediately turns into a tomato. hilarious. dieter knows, nana is suspecting it, by the end of the day half the hospital will know. boy stand up!!!!! get yourself together!!! and if you're gonna continue making moves, at least put on some pants and brush your teeth first! fgdhsjk sorry i just need to joke about it to cope because otherwise i'll cry… i feel so bad for dieter 😭 watching the girl you like and your best friend/wingman fall for each other, being designated the emotional support friend role when you had hope you could be more… that really sucks :( his wistful expression… pain 💔 but see, that's what happens when you're a blond blue-eyed man. you don't stand a chance against your more charismatic more confident older taller hotter orange friend. FDHGSDFJK that was really mean i'm SO SORRY 😭😭😭 sowwy dieter luv u dieter it'll take time but you'll be fine you're quim's favorite i'm pretty sure she'll give you a happy ending <3

i also really love what gstuffedanimal and you both said about dieter being safe and nol taking her to these emotional highs and lows. it makes me wonder how shinae feels. we know that to nol, shinae's presence is peaceful calm and comforting. we also know that shinae found a lot of safety and comfort in her friendship with yeonggi (especially during and after the formal). but this version of nol (mostly unintentionally) makes her go through a lot. he's also much more intense and bold than dieter, who she considers a calm and peaceful presence. and i still believe nol definitely has the potential to be a safe and calm place for her if he's honest and opens up to her and they can be more on even ground, but as of now, that doesn't really seem to be the case… and i just wonder where that leaves her.

and thank you for your summary on yu jing!! yeah it's crazy how much these past couple of episodes have revealed. and in hindsight it's obvious that if yu jing is working on a story for years, it's much bigger than yui and the hiraharas. we're still missing a couple of important puzzle pieces fit into this but ahhh the plot is thickening!

re: nol and yu jing, tbh i wouldn't be surprised if yu jing informed nol or at least dropped some hints "off camera" (maybe when they met at that diner). he must know she's working on something, why else give her the yearbook? i mean mayyybe it was a complete shot in the dark that just happened to hit bullseye but that feels flimsy. but regardless, it's interesting that the yearbook is in the middle of yu jing's table. it really feels like it's a central in all this? we just don't know how yet. i think you're onto something with the cho's. nol probably immediately understood what happened when shinae said no one was held accountable. i also wondered if yu jing would try to get information about yui from alyssa/potentially get her on their side? then again blackmail isn't yu jing's style, is it? :/

what you said about alyssa… i wouldn't be surprised if something like that happened, given how dark the story has been getting :// maybe i'm giving alyssa too much credit but it's kinda hard for me to believe that she would idolize yui like she does if yui gave her the message that she basically has to sleep her way to the top… wouldn't that imply that her connection with yui isn't enough? and would alyssa still stick with yui if she knew that yui has been enabling sa and helping men get away with it? is she really that far gone? or would yui blackmail alyssa to stay at her side by threatening to ruin her career? but then again, is alyssa that important? idk i guess… we'll have to wait and see.

this is too long again oh well. much to talk about. mwah take care! - lil anon 😼💗

Ooohhh, as usual, I get a lot to dig into when it comes to your asks! <3 So excited about this one, and I definitely laughed out loud really hard at your descriptions of Shinae and Nol because alfjkkjafjkafjkaf SPOT ON LMAO they are a MESS and I love them but my god they are gonna be so embarrassed after a while LMAO (Also i, too, cannot stop thinking about the fact that Nol is just like. Naked under that gown and just acting like it's a normal ol' day MY GUY PUT UR PANTS ON OR SOMETHING PLS the whole of their dance was so funny when you consider that aspect ;_____; LMAO)

As usual, a cut for the 224 spoilers!

I'm not sure if you're in quimchee's patreon but (and I posted this in my 224 commentary as well!) she mentioned this song has been on repeat while working on the episode and ;____; All of the Dieter feels! I DO console myself by knowing that as quimchee's favorite, he will surely get a good ending. As much as what he's going through hurts right now, crushes are a lot easier to get over with the passage of time. Something I've started to think about re: him and Shinae is really in line with what you and @gstuffedanimal have continued touching on and that sense of safety. Dieter admits he fell for Shinae because she was nice to him with no obligation to be. They weren't friends, she was just someone tougher and bolder than him, and it gave him a chance to see through the walls she put up. Someone so shy and internal like Dieter benefits from having friends who are the opposite around (like Yeonggi). Much like Shinae describes Yeonggi, Dieter described her as a ray of sunshine.

I mention this because, unlike Nol and Shinae, as far as we know, Dieter doesn't have a LOT of trauma when it comes to opening up. In his case, it's more that he's such a shy person who has moved around a lot and in moving, you lose a lot of those contacts and it becomes harder and harder to open up knowing the inevitable will eventually come. This is why I feel so hopeful for Dieter. In time, this wound will heal, in time he will meet people who will see in him what Shinae has seen, and what his friends do, too. In time, he will meet someone who will like him as much as he's liked Shinae. But of course, that means time, and he isn't in that place just yet, so boy do I feel for him. I know you posed it as a joke lol but there's definitely some truth to it - Dieter has sized himself up against Yeonggi and saw their differences, how Yeonggi possessed an ease about him, a way to not only reaching out to people but getting through to them. He doesn't necessarily draw attention to himself, because in so many instances he tries to minimize himself and shrink himself away, but those who get close to him get to see it: Yeonggi was such a radiant person.

And I think more than that, what Dieter witnessed was NOT Shinae and Yeonggi, but Shinae and Nol, and how it feels somehow even more tender and intimate, and thus hurtful to see. When you consider who Dieter knew Yeonggi as - this goofy, funny, bright kid - compared to this glimpse into Nol, so serious and intense, I think it makes it painfully more clear. Because it's not that Shinae likes Yeonggi - it's that she likes the entirety of him, whoever he might be. She likes him as a bright, radiant buoy as much as she likes him as an intense, serious storm, and I think that hurts even more. It would be easier to digest if it was just the facade that she liked - maybe those feelings would disappear. But also, in that same manner, seeing it from Nol as well. Nol, who keeps his distance even as Yeonggi; Nol, who played wingman to Dieter even without Dieter asking; Nol, a friend he cares so much about and the girl he likes so much. ;~;

I'm so sorry Dieter, I wish there was a better way for you to find out ;_____; I wish there was a less painful way.

But, at the same time, it's better now than later. Better now than if his hopes continued to grow. Better now than if he'd ever made up his mind to ask her out again. ;~; But still aaahhhhhh.

I had a point and I think I lost it lmao ;~;

Anyway, yeah, I think that's what makes it hurt even more - is that Dieter can understand why Shinae would fall for Nol, because he loves him, too, and thus he understands what she sees. But also LMAO akjlfkafjafj I know some people theorize that Soushi had a crush on Alyssa (he noted that she's cute when they first saw her alone, but finding someone cute doesn't necessarily equate to a crush) and if it were true, this would make the second time Nol has sort of "stolen" someone aljfkkafjkaf lmaoooo (I hate the concept of "stealing" a person but. You know what I mean lmao) God bless.

and i still believe nol definitely has the potential to be a safe and calm place for her if he's honest and opens up to her and they can be more on even ground, but as of now, that doesn't really seem to be the case… and i just wonder where that leaves her.

I think this is especially so when we consider the difference in how she was thinking/speaking in 223 vs 224, and even if we look at 152 as well as 178 and 179. I think these demonstrate REALLY well those highs and lows Nol takes her to. One moment she's being rather soft (for her) and sentimental, the next she's trying to be tough and retreat into her shell. She doesn't know what to make of him or her feelings about him, and I think it's safe for us to assume how big her feelings are, and that because of their enormity she can't get herself around them, so she oscillates between these extremes. She is also a fish out of water in this way lol - she has no experience at REALLY liking a person and what you do with those feelings so they're just sitting there, festering, making her feel weird. She puts up her guard but she'll just as quickly let it back down if she worries he might slip away. She lets these sentimental moments leak out, little confessions about how much she cares, but she fails to process her feelings authentically. Yes, she knows she's upset and hurt. Yes, she acknowledges it's because she cares about him and that caring alone isn't enough. But she still can't see the forest for the trees - she's so hung up on caring about him and how it keeps blowing back and hurting her that she's yet to realize the enormity of that care, and why it affects her so much worse than, say, Dieter.

To Nol she is calm and peace, but to Shinae, he's currently a raging sea. But I think that's only a part of it, because we've often seen Shinae reach out to Nol when she feels unmoored. That time she lol stalked him at work? The night she'd called him because she saw what they were saying on tv about him, and he ended up being a sense of calm for her in their own little bubble. Like you, I think there's a lot of potential for Nol to be that kind of safe harbor to her that she's been to him, but he's still so volatile, his life too tumultuous for that. She was so scared when Yujing and Rand drove away with him, and she stayed by his side even until she'd fallen asleep waiting for him to wake, and though she was full of concern, once he had, it WAS a really peaceful moment for them. We saw those echoes of her friendship with Yeonggi, how easily they fall back into that easy, comfortable relationship. It's just that.... yeah. Nol HIMSELF has to become peaceful - or, rather, CAPABLE of peace - because as long as is a turbulent body of sea, Shinae can't have peace with him.

I also think it's not that he has to change a lot TO be that presence for her. Like you said, he just has to be honest. He has to be able to let her see those raw parts of himself that scare him, that he loathes so much. He doesn't have to tell her everything immediately; I think it's more that he needs to be upfront about his fears. Admit that there are parts of him that he isn't ready to show, apologize for it. She can't see into his brain, so he needs to help her understand, and that's really all it takes. A little bit of effort and honesty. When he apologized to the space where she'd once stood, it felt so frustrating, because sure it wouldn't completely ease her feelings, but it's better than telling her he doesn't want to open his eyes, that he's okay missing out on the moment they're sharing, better than putting everyone else ahead of his needs.

But now that we're thinking about it, I do find it a little funny how Shinae represents that sense of safety and security for Nol, while he just keeps taking her on this wild ride lol. That's the very thing she didn't want in her life, lmao. If anything, I think that's a testament to Shinae's feelings, though - Nol represents everything she's tried to avoid, and she still can't help but be drawn to him, still can't help but want to do for him what he did for her. I love her ;~;

he must know she's working on something, why else give her the yearbook? i mean mayyybe it was a complete shot in the dark that just happened to hit bullseye but that feels flimsy.

I guess it wouldn't be the first time that something has happened "off screen" and was shown to us later - the whole of Nolyssa's conversation at the hospital wasn't really shown to us until episode 132 - a whole 66 episodes after we saw the first part of it! lmao So if it turns out that Yujing has informed Nol and we never saw it but it will be revealed later... then I guess I won't be TOO surprised lol. Because I agree - it seems like way too lucky a shot in the dark. It seems way to convenient if Nol didn't already have any inkling.

Frankly, I get the idea that Yujing may not be entirely sure what to do with the yearbook, either. It doesn't seem immediately evident to her, or else it would be opened up, right? Perhaps just as it is for us, it's just a clue to a bigger story she's yet to uncover?

I am SO glad you bring up Alyssa, though, because I have THOUGHTS about her! So many!!!!! (I don't think this surprises ANYONE, though lmao)

For most of the her appearance, we've been able to deduce that Alyssa admires Yui. She says so herself. But in the way that things aren't always what they appear, I think the more we learn about Alyssa, and the story itself, the more we start to see that there's more to it than we think.

I do think from the get go Alyssa WAS enamored with Yui. She is strong, independent, beautiful, wealthy, and powerful. Yui is everything Alyssa wishes to be. There's a lot I could get into about why Alyssa covets this (her family life like her mom's relationship with her dad, the possibility of her being queer and thus needing to be powerful) but I'll try not to get too deep into that. The point is: Alyssa covets power/influence and admiration, and on the surface, Yui exemplifies that.

In the same way as with Kousuke, I think Alyssa is inherently drawn to what she wishes she was, to what she covets. She wants to live a life where she doesn't have to worry about fitting in, or hiding a part of herself, or shoving down the real parts of herself in order to attain admiration. I do strongly think that the likelihood of Alyssa liking girls is a part of why she wants to fit in and be loved, but that's a whole other point. What matters is that Alyssa seeks out people who have what she wants.

We know that at least in middle school, Alyssa's dislike for pop music bordered on disdain. But we also saw in middle school that Alyssa learned you have to follow the herd if you want to fit in, and that girls admire those who are trainees.

What began as a ticket to making her dreams come true, though, seems to have become a nightmare.

(sorry for the Yui jumpscare)

Now, we can't take everything at face value, and Yui is clearly trying to get a rise out of Nol, to make him believe that Alyssa's lyrics about being trapped in a bad relationship are about him. But the as the song goes on, the focus pulls back to reveal a fuller image of Yui, with the lyrics "All these red hues keep me locked in place", "thousand pound shackles wrapped round my ankles".

As discussed with @bittrbuttr there ARE multiple ways to read these lyrics post-flashback - and frankly, I think it's possible for both to be true. Theorizing that Alyssa likes girls and hides this as a secret she can't let anyone know, this could be the shackles that hold her in place. But all these red hues? Unlike the black and white formal, we don't have a red and gold = a different team theme at the Christmas party, but still, it's pointed enough that the lyric applies to Yui, given that the focus pans out to give a longer, lingering look at her - dressed in red.

Again, we know that Alyssa doesn't really love pop music. I think to her, this was just a stepping stone to what she ultimately wants. It's possible that maybe she never even wanted to ACTUALLY debut - that she just wanted the glamor of being a trainee, with the hopes that it would give her that instant love and attention she covets.

There's a lot of implication from her group mates that Alyssa isn't around as much - missing practices, maybe? Implying that if she wasn't so busy talking to other people, she wouldn't do so bad on stage. Of course, we have to take this with a grain of salt - there's a clear rivalry between Alyssa and at least Sumin, and given the circumstances, it's not hard to imagine why. I guess Sumin and the others trained a lot longer than Alyssa, she was a last-minute addition to debut with them, and they know she got the leg up from the Hiraharas. With how hard they've worked, having Alyssa join and be a face of the group would be a huge sleight to anyone. But if it's true that Alyssa doesn't practice as hard as them... well, couldn't it be that this isn't REALLY what she wants? She's stuck in a role that she doesn't enjoy, had hoped it would fast-track her to her goals, but she's learned that the love she receives from her fans isn't unconditional. As an idol, she's expected to perform for them at any time, even on her downtime, and rather than let Nol defend her right to privacy, she gave in to fans invading her privacy to take the photos she told them she wasn't supposed to take.

But what does that have to do with Yui? After all, Yui merely gave Alyssa the opportunity, right? She fast-tracked Alyssa's career, but Alyssa (and her family) are the ones who agreed to it. Perhaps her lyrics are just about the trap that is her career, about the choice she made that makes her feel like she's pinned in place.

But I do think there's more to it, whether it involves the darker side of sponsorship or even what might ride on the line. If Shinae is trapped in her contract with no way out, who is to say it's not the same for Alyssa? Firstly, as it is, a lot of kpop groups are locked into 7 or 10 year contracts (depending on trainee time) and breaking that contract will not only be costly in terms of money, but also in whether or not they can even remain in the industry. But I get the feeling it's about more than that for Alyssa - whether it has to do with financials or something else, I feel like there's a lot at risk if Alyssa tries to escape.

This episode is the most-referenced reasoning behind Alyssa's admiration of Yui, but something really important to note is that when Alyssa speaks of what a charitable woman Yui is, she's closed her eyes. Alyssa is one of the more dishonest characters in ILY - she is dishonest with herself, with her friends, with her family. She has a lot to hide or repress. And with what we know about her personality, it makes her deceit in this moment even more intriguing.

I think Alyssa DOES covet those aspects of Yui - that she is strong and beautiful, independent, that she is a separate entity from her husband. But that seems to be the only honest thing Alyssa says, leading in to her desire to be part of a power couple.

When she calls Yui charitable, her eyes are closed. One would think that seeing Yui continue to just hand out jobs to people would support the idea that it truly is charity. But if Alyssa has started to see Yui for who she is, started to get a glimpse at the monster that lies under the mask, maybe she knows all too well it's not charity, but rather a trap.

I've also considered that maybe hearing how Yui gave Shinae a job makes Alyssa feel uncomfortable in the face of her own "charity" - the connotation that she didn't work for or earn this role is not lost when we know how her groupmates regard her, and such a public declaration of Shinae being given a job might make her feel all too aware of the fact that she hasn't earned her own job. And maybe that is part of it, too!

But I think it also has a lot to do with realizing, belatedly, that it's a trap. And I think there's a possibility that Alyssa might feel concern for Shinae, since she knows firsthand what a trap it is.

The thing about the closed eyes is that it's a mask, right? It's hiding something or being dishonest. Alyssa admits she wants to be just like Yui, which surprises Nol, because Yui is someone he detests, he can see the monster for who she is. But because of Alyssa's mask, I don't think we should take it completely at face value. There are things about Yui Alyssa admires, but it doesn't mean she wants to be just like Yui, I think. She wants to adopt aspects of her, but I think Alyssa is more aware of who Yui really is than Nol has yet realized. It's just that Alyssa has to continue to play her role, lest she lose everything she's got. Perhaps there's a subtle threat implied in her career. After all, Yui doesn't give anything for free.

Maybe it isn't as nefarious. Maybe it is like you said - Yui "teaching" Alyssa that to get what she wants she has to do uncomfortable things, sleep her way to the top, get chummy with the people who can make or break her. Maybe that IS the disillusionment, the realization that this career isn't what she had wanted, that there's an insidious underbelly to this industry, and that Yui did not thing to protect her. It seems to be very in line with how Yui operates, too - she doesn't like to get her hands dirty, she twists honesty in a way that can't be used against her. "I never TOLD you to sleep with anyone, Alyssa". Just implied it, just invoked the nature of this industry.

But I strongly feel like Alyssa doesn't quite admire Yui the way she once did, that she sees something else in her that she has no one to confide in about it. And consider how long it's been since Nol last saw Alyssa, and how their text conversations have gone nowhere. How is he to have any indication that Alyssa doesn't mean what she says, that she's just speaking to save face? For him, it's personal ire to hear Alyssa applaud the woman he detests so much. How much have they ever talked about Yui, anyway? Nol says he tried to steer her away, but I'm curious what kind of efforts he made. One of his points in his argument with Alyssa is that she knows his family doesn't see him, that they make him feel invisible. But does she have any awareness of just how abhorrent Yui has been to Nol? Again, so much of what she does is hard to trace back to her, hard to contritely say "yes, Yui abused him".

It's likely that Alyssa says what she does because she thinks she needs to, because she needs to save face in front of him, and that Nol doesn't know otherwise because he and Alyssa aren't close (anymore) and he doesn't know her well enough. He's so used to people praising Yui, he already knows that at one point in time Alyssa idolized her. Why would he think anything has changed, ESPECIALLY now that Alyssa has her career?

So to steer back to your point, I DO think it's very likely that Alyssa is being blackmailed, or at least that there's a bigger threat if she tries to back out. Yui made her and she can unmake her - and it's possible that unmaking her could be even worse. What could she do to Alyssa's family, if she as to rebel? Isn't it so easy to just see it from the view of someone unrelated - that Yui took this girl "off the streets" and gave her such an incredible opportunity, and she went and threw it in Yui's face? It would be SO EASY to make Alyssa the villain.

And I do wonder if there's something to latch on to, between the yearbook and Alyssa and Yui, but I'm not sure if there's more we should be seeing from it. Maybe there's more that Yujing has to yet uncover, but I do feel like there's a good chance that it's not so much that Alyssa is that far gone, as much as she's trapped. As to what her importance is...? On the one hand, Yui still uses her to get a rise out of Nol - the fact that she tried to make Nol believe the song is about him stands to prove that. But we've also seen Yui draw a curious connection between Alyssa and Kousuke that I still puzzle over.

This moment ALWAYS stands out to me as so odd. She uses it to segue into giving Shinae a job, but I can't help but feel like it has more of a purpose? Idk. It's not that I think Kousuke has any interest in Alyssa in that way (though I still feel like there's some curious oddities happening between them lol) but it almost feels like Yui is trying to use Alyssa on Kousuke? Idk idk. This isn't the post for that. The point is: at the end of the day, does Alyssa need to be very important for Yui? She seems to so enjoy peoples' misery and running them into the ground that Alyssa could simply be just another desperate girl she's enjoyed making a mess of. Idk. Yui is... difficult to read lol.

Also don't worry about your other ask! I wanted to save that for a separate one since I knew this would get very long anyway lmao