#yes yes yes he's the stealer of answers too

[gremlingottoosilly]

The art of hospitality (Nanami Kento x fem!Reader)

Life wasn't that good after you dropped out of college. Luckily, a friend of a friend of a relative was willing to take you to live with him so you could watch over his weirdly big house while he was away on endless work trips. Nanami never thought that investment in the kindness of his heart would pay out like this. He is not complaining.

Tags and CW: Yandere, mild dub-con, non-consensual masturbation, Nanami is a panty stealer, light age difference, power imbalance, housewife kink AO3

Some people are just not built to fend for themselves. Nanami can name a few, even though the sentiment leaves a bitter, bun-haired taste in his mouth. He shouldn’t think like this – like him – but it’s as impossible as not thinking about a panda bear after you just been prompted with hot imagining one. 

He can only repeat that he isn’t like this. It isn’t like him. Some people are just not built to fend for themselves, so people like Nanami are doing everything in their power to protect them. Weak are ruling the society and this is exactly how it is supposed to be. Strong should be content with not having any gratitude, happy that they were able to help. This is exactly how it’s supposed to be, and yet… — Thank you so much for letting me stay here, Nanami-san. With the lease and everything coming up, I just… His cheeks aren’t dusted red because this won’t be a normal answer to the situation. He isn’t blushing because he is somewhat not used to receiving a little thank you from a nice girl next door that he allowed to live with him and watch over the house while he is away on the missions(dumb, dumb girl got kicked out of the apartment after a failed lease renewal and found him through a friend of a relative). He knows how grateful you are – not having many things or a lot of money saved, you probably would have moved back to the countryside if it weren’t for him. For a girl like you, it would be kissing your dreams goodbye. Not like sleeping on his couch is any better for someone your age. There is curry on the kitchen island. He recognises the packaging – generic brand from the convenience store he sometimes walked passed during missions in Asakusa. Hm. Last time he touched your cooking(four days before, when he actually managed to drag himself to the house without losing too much sweat) it was made from scratch. He isn’t complaining because he still wasn’t the one to cook it. Asking a girl in dire circumstances to play housewife would be… You don’t pay rent, you get half of the groceries from him(ever-lasting meal planning for everything, even when half of it gets thrown away after a nasty curse hunt is leaves him on the other side of the prefecture for few days in the row) and you don’t sleep on the couch. He has a perfectly comfortable guest bedroom with fresh sheets for you. 

Maybe, you could play housewife a little bit. It’s so stupid for someone in his position, but the packaging of a store-made curry almost made him question the decision to help you in the first place. He didn’t…didn’t expect you to cook for him, of course. He only took you in because being a young adult is tough and not having any friends in a city as expensive as Tokyo can crush a girl like you. He doesn’t know what is this feeling blooming in his chest. Maybe, the remains of the last exorcism are still clinging to him. — You found a job? You tilt your head, your (adorable) lips in a surprised impression. You probably never thought he’d give someone like you this much of his mind – not with how little you talked before. He might come off as too harsh – but he still looks you in the eyes, his gaze only softens because of the glasses he still insists on wearing even inside the house. Nanami promised to himself to not bring work home – but it’s hard to even determine what is home anymore. Maybe it’s a space on the couch, right next to your sprawled legs. Maybe it’s his bedroom. Maybe it’s… — Yes! It’s a convenience store, so it’s part-time, but… He frowns. You close your mouth immediately, lips pursed. Nanami doesn’t want to intimidate you – it’s just six thirty, already too late to be in a serious work mood – but it’s hard when you look simply divine with that scared impression of yours. He shouldn’t bully non-sorcerers, but some people are making it hard. Impossible. He almost understands Satoru. — This is all? — Well, they allowed me to pick more shifts, so I could actually start paying rent. N…not all, but just to thank you for letting me stay with you. You’re kind, he must give you that. Most people in your situation would already make him feel like overstaying their welcome, breaking the simple comfort he found in living on his own, and deflecting his family’s worries about not having anyone to settle down with. He isn’t thirty yet, he shouldn’t worry about it – yet, the thought itches at the back of his mind, Empty house. Most of his older coworkers were itching to ditch overtime because they wanted to meet with their families. He did it because after fighting curses(and returning to doing so) normal human life isn’t something he’d give much thought to.

— You don’t have to pay. I thought we established that. — I have to start somewhere, right? M…maybe I could save up and get a proper apartment. Still, Kento doesn’t like the idea that he might come home one day and won’t find you sitting on the couch and watching TV. Not because you just went out for a quick girl walk, or decided to go shopping – but because you got a big job, a normal job, and you won’t rely on his kindness anymore. 

Some people aren’t made to fend for themselves. Nanami wonders what would you look like if you ever saw a curse. If you were affected by at least one. He…he shouldn’t think like this. You’re lucky that you’re normal. — Paying for three months' rent, the key, and the debt would be impossible with a part-time store job. — I could live with a roommate! Or three… — What difference would it make for our current situation? He puts a hand on the back of the couch. Mere inches from your head – and he can see the surprised expression on your face only getting…more surprised. You are cute for a dropout – ahe he certainly doesn’t mind having you sleeping here. Taking care of the house for him. If he only knew that you also weren’t fully against the proper commitment to this place. Like that little job of yours has any value in terms of experience and…

— I don’t want to intrude too much, Nanami-san. I’ll just get out of your hair as soon as possible, yeah? He would love for you to get into his hair, come to think about it. He had some terrible headaches lately – maybe it’s the job taking its toll again, maybe it’s a lingering curse that he is too exhausted to notice. He doesn’t sense anything besides the overwhelming need for you to come around – and yet he knows he can’t expect you to do that. — I can pay you. 

— What? He wonders if the surprise on your face is going to be embedded in your features forever. He wonders what expression would you have if he’d proposed something more provocative. With something that would leave you panting and gasping and gaping. He shook his head. Too early for this – and too late, also. He already loosened his tie and it made the headache less permanent, but if he’d proceeded to imagine how your pathetic, useless (normal, college dropout) mouth wide around the base of his cock, he would have to excuse himself from the house altogether, Preferably moving back to the countryside you tried to run away from. — If you insist on working…there instead of taking time to actually improve yourself, I could pay you to watch over the house. You gulp, tensing up immediately. He must have come off too strong – but he is way too tired to control his tone, and you should be mature enough to handle the conversations like this. He wasn’t kicking you off – quite the contrary, in fact. But, young adults should take the time to be young. But, young adults should be serious enough to behave like adults – and you shouldn’t bury your ambitions while living with four roommates and their boyfriends and college and drinking and… Sometimes he forgets how not much older he is than you. Maybe this is why you’re so hesitant towards getting help from him – someone that you could imagine in the position of a boyfriend instead of a providing and caring figure. That’s bad, really. Nanami would like for you to see him as your husband. — I couldn’t accept it, Nanami-san. You’re already…already doing so much. “Too much” he can get from your frowned expression. Too much of a lonely man with a big house and no one to watch over it. Too much for a man who doesn’t acept any form of payment from you – a man who didn’t even insist on having you cook and clean, since he got a system that would be too much bother to teach someone other than him. System that you cracked in first few weeks, almost making him believe that the salryman dream he lost after returning to Jujutsu Tech, can be still obtained. Still within the reach of his fingers. 

The woman of his dreams – if a man like him allowed to have them – is sitting on his couch and gushes over paying him for letting her stay. Like he isn’t the one who should beg for her to not run away. Alas, even dream girls can be a bit…dumb. Stupid. Pathetic in a way that would be insane to anyone else. 

Nanami is ought to be a bit more firm with his dumb girl that still thinks she isn’t his. — I would appreciate you cooking way more than any money I’d have to take out of your savings. — But… — You shouldn’t rush into jobs just because you think I would throw you out. I won’t. — It’s…funny. In a way. 

— What is so funny? His hand creeps over the edge of your seat, edging on taking a handful of your hair and tugging. Not because he wanted to hurt you – but because setting you in place would be the desirable option right now. Your inability to believe in the kindness of his heart is almost adorable, if it weren’t also so frustrating. It’s a smart choice, although – would be insane to ask you to believe that a man who took you in did so out of the kindness of his heart. But, Kento doesn’t want for you to be smart and make choices that would benefit you. But, Kento wants for you to rely on him – and making smart choices isn’t going to include that. He could just force you, your weak points already accessed – he knows where to push, where to cut, where to ass a little pressure, so you’d stop being so stubborn. He doesn’t want to hurt you, but sometimes you need to crack a few eggs in the process. Sometimes being good doesn’t mean being nice. — I thought you really wanted to get rid of me at first, Nanami-san. He has been stealing your panties since you first stepped foot into his house. It was a mistake at first – neither you nor him knew how to live with someone so close after reaching adulthood and moving out of dorms where the social boundaries are much, much less permanent. You were silly and forgetful, sometimes mixing your laundry with his. Something as small as a pair of panties, no matter clean or not, were prone to get lost in the laundry area, forgotten in a pile of clothes you already washed – and if Nanami was a lesser man, he would have scolded you for not having the basic courtesy of keeping your things away from his. If Nanami was a bigger man he wouldn’t have slipped a lacey pair into a pocket of his pants, fidgeting on the fabric while you gushed over having to buy so many necessities all of a sudden, or apologized for wrecking havoc in his bathroom. Even now, when you’re embarrassed and warm, trying to explain your point of view to him, he is still playing with your underwear, buried deep within the pocket of his work clothes. He luckily didn’t run into Satoru today – he doesn’t really want to know if his Six Eyes could detect something as scandalous. Not in a normal sense, of course – you’re an adult, if a bit irresponsible – but in the form of him having connections. Someone to return to. 

Nanami wants to push you on your knees and take his rent right out of that surprised, open mouth of yours. You don’t wear any makeup, you’re at home, after all – but he would buy you some adorable lipstick, some sweet lipgloss, just so you could smear it all over his cock, choking and drooling. He wants to be a good man, a patient man, but he has your panties in his pocket already, and it’s always a fresh pair every few weeks – not enough to make you suspicious that this isn’t the washing machine eating it, but also desperately low for someone like him. 

He wonders if you would be even softer than the tender silk of the things you wear. — Why would you think I accepted you, then? 

He knows why you might be nervous – his attitude isn’t the most welcoming one. He can be soft if he has a reason you – but being soft for too long will make you spoiled. Bratty. He likes women with character, but not women with attitudes he can’t control. Even your sitting position, with both of your legs on a couch, is something he could change with a few spanks on the bare skin he can clearly see from under your shorts. Wearing this when there is a man in the house – how scandalous. How precious. He wonders if all the lingerie sets he already bought for you (getting exact sizes is quite easy when he already knows your proportions divided by 7), will be a nice look on you. For you. 

— Maybe it was your one good deed for the month, but then you’d get annoyed and… He touches you – for the first time in weeks. Maybe the first time since he shook your hand all those time ago. The first time he touched you while you weren’t sleeping, at least. Fully conscious, aware of the man in front of you. (Nanami liked to watch you sleep, sometimes. Stressed people have a bad habit of attracting curses, and he wanted to make sure you wouldn’t invite anything in the safety of his house. It’s what he keeps telling himself when he inevitably ended up at the food of your bed, hands on his cock, stroking it slowly, knowing a dumb girl – naive girl – won’t wake up even if he’d decide to finish on your face. He never would – not until you’d ask him to, at least. He hopes that he will be a good person even after you do) Nanami’s hand is on your cheek, holding you softly. Gently. You’re surprised because this is the first time he touched you so softly – so intimately. You’re blissfully unaware of the fact he was touching you so, so much already. Stroking your ass, your tits, your face when he felt particularly tender – when he knew you were too tired of whatever you were doing while being unemployed and having everything catered to you to notice that he is touching you. — I won’t get annoyed with you. 

You press your face against his hand, taking in his touch. He has soft hands – cared for, manicured carefully. He takes care of his appearance and you’re embarrassed to appreciate that about it. To even notice – he isn’t yours, probably doesn’t want to be, but he allows you to live in his house even though you suck at being a proper housewife, and it should mean something. It does mean something – you smile and close your eyes. You want to do something for him because he already did so much for you. The possibilities are making your ears burn. — How can I repay you if you don’t want rent then? He can think of a few ways. The possibilities will make your ears burn. — You can start by actually cooking. 

And he will call in to fire you later. 

[denwritesandcries]

Heart Stealer – S.S

Pairing: shauna shipman x fem!reader

Summary: In which Shauna Shipman steals not only your favorite pen during class, but your heart too.

Word count: 3,4k.

Content: no crash!AU, cursing, suggestive, fluff, mutual pining, making out, weird teenagers who don’t know how to communicate, everyone hating on jeff (as they should).

Note: This is basically 3,4k words of reader simping over Shauna.

English is not my first language.

You're not sure when exactly you started noticing her, like really noticing her, but now you can't stop. It's like there's a part of your brain dedicated to cataloging every little detail about Shauna Shipman that you can find.

Maybe it was that time in english class when she turned to the side and shyly asked you to borrow a pen without looking in your eyes. Until then, you had never paid enough attention to your surroundings to know that she always sat next to you.

Anyway, you give her your favorite blue pen without giving it much thought, but when class is over Shauna just puts her own things away and leaves without giving you a second glance.

A week passes and it's as if she hasn't spoken to you; Shauna doesn't give your pen back, which is a bit rude, but you buy a new one – it's not the same, that pen was really good – and start paying a little more attention to her after that.

‘Cause damn, she's a really pretty pen thief.

You don't quite understand why she keeps it, she doesn't use it; That's one of the first things you notice, that she doesn't write with blue ink, just basic black.

Whatever, you won't bother her for that, admiring the way her hair falls over her shoulders during class is much more worth it.

That's probably when it was then, because after that you start to notice her everywhere you didn't before, red flannels catching your eye in the hallways. You find yourself learning things without even realizing it, recording everything you come to adore about Shauna Shipman; the way she wrinkles her nose when she doesn't understand a question on the test, how she always keeps her voice low when talking to people or how she's the first to raise her hand to answer what the english teacher asks in class just because she wants to show that she knows.

You swear you're not a stalker at all. The fact that she probably doesn't even know about your existence isn’t relevant. Are you a little obsessed, though? Yes, definitely.

It was just a silly crush then, that is, until your cousin Jeff started dating the captain of the football team, Jackie Taylor.

Jackie is good, great in fact; too good for Jeff who could be extremely clueless most of the time, but that doesn't matter, they are together and everyone at school knows that wherever Jackie Taylor goes Shauna Shipman is right behind, you can't have one without the other. So you start hanging out with both of them by extension, because as much as an idiot Jeff is, he manages to be a pretty bearable cousin – most of the time –, as well as being your ride home.

The four of you end up forming a little group with a really weird dynamic that works to a certain extent; with Jackie-Shauna being Jackie-Shauna, you and Jeff annoying each other every chance you get, Jeff and Shauna ignoring each other's existence, Jackie being really sweet to you – not really a change since she's your lab partner since the beginning of the year – and you and Shauna hardly ever speaking, but still side by side so you don’t third wheel whenever Jeff and Jackie go out.

That last part doesn't work well as much as the rest, not for you, at least.

You all end up hanging out a lot, which means Shauna is now everywhere, not just in the hallways or the class you share, she's really everywhere and boy, you are fucked.

You go with Jeff to the football games so he can cheer on Jackie – it sucks having to rely on the ride – and Shauna, of course, is there. She's the fastest of the Yellowjackets, you can tell, because your eyes can't stop searching the field for a second when you're in the stands. She is the fastest and is not afraid to face when someone from the other team says or does something stupid during the game, her face red and sweaty from the activity.

One day Shauna curses the game referee who dares to give her a red card for punching – and breaking – the nose of a girl who made fun of Jackie for committing a foul during the second half. She manages to do this without screaming at any point, which ends up being the thing that surprises you the most.

She doesn't look guilty at all as she puffs out her chest and lifts her chin at the girl with the bloody nose and makes her way back to the locker room; all you can do is stare at the whole thing with your jaw dropped because no one should have the ability to look that good after beating someone like that.

Shauna must feel your stupefied gaze on her, because when she turns around, her brow is furrowed and her big brown eyes stare at you with a mix of irritation and confusion: “And what are you looking at?” she asks.

You immediately steps back, because Shauna Shipman may be hot, but she's also scary as fuck. “N-nothing!”

If she didn't think you were weird before, she certainly does now.

You were right about that, now Shauna is the one staring at you. She stares a lot, all the time. You think she doesn't care that you know that, but she looks away whenever you look back at her anyway. It's strange and makes you nervous in a somewhat humiliating way, because she remains quiet and with a serious expression staring into your head even when you're just at school simply talking to some friends she doesn't know.

What ends up being embarrassing is how you're learning that you like her being so shameless like this. It's one more thing to learn about her. Your brain simply registers automatically: ‘Things to adore about Shauna Shipman’; She’s not shy about tackling whatever interests her – and look, it’s you! –, until they face her back, then she becomes shy as if she was actually being subtle; she’s good at fighting but avoids confrontation; she has an opinion on absolutely everything but generally lets people decide for her. You want to know more, more and more.

You work part-time at a pet store after school and Jeff usually leaves you there when he’s not busy, accustomed to your commute. On the days he can't, however, he tells you and you go walking, it's not that far.

Now, one day he just doesn't tell you that he won't be able to take you and you're left waiting for him like a fool on the curb in the school parking lot, damn it, Jeff.

Until Shauna's voice takes you out of your inner despair.

"Do you want a ride?"

When you lift your head there she is, her arm resting on the open car window, a dark red flannel folded up to her elbow and oh my god.

Oh, I want more than a ride, you think.

“Yeah,” you say and give her a small smile as you approach the car, “That would be good.”

She nods in acknowledgment without meeting your eyes as she reaches over to open the passenger door for you. That's another thing you noticed: Shauna doesn't tend to keep much eye contact and in your case she seems to avoid it completely.

You don't bother trying to fill the silence, there's not much to talk about when Jackie isn't around, Shauna doesn't seem to like it when you talk to her, so you don't expect this time to be any different.

But it is.

“Want to pick a song?”

“Huh?” You blink.

“A song,” She repeats, pointing with her chin to the glove compartment without taking her eyes off the road for even a minute – Shauna has always been a responsible driver.

Occurs to you why it's different this time. It's not the first time Jeff has left you in the parking lot, that idiot, but it's the first time Shauna has come to your rescue, even though she's seen you in this situation before. Now she's giving you a ride and trying to talk to you.

Which means, holy shit, Shauna Shipman is talking to you because she wants to.

"Of course!” You rush to open the glove compartment to check the small selection of CDs in there, not giving much thought when Shauna takes the exact route to your job without even asking.

You choose one and put it on the radio, leaning back in your seat waiting for the first song starts, then Shauna straightens up in her seat and says to you smugly:

“Oh, you probably don’t know this band, they’re very underground, but I really like it.” She nods with a smile.

An amused snort escapes your chest, “Queen's underground for you?”, you tease with a raised eyebrow.

Shauna lets out an outraged squeal and tightens her grip on the steering wheel: “They were!” she insists, “At least until they became trendy.”

"Right." You laugh because you're not going to upset her when she has the most adorable pout on her face.

You spend the short trip listening to the most unknown Queen songs that Shauna's CD brings together – these are the good ones! – and for what seems like the first time, you and her actually talk and the happiness you feel is greater than you could have imagined. When the road comes to an end, Shauna seems extremely disappointed at having to leave you and you try not to think too much about what that means.

This small event seems to turn a key in your relationship and you and Shauna seem to get closer all of a sudden, not that you're complaining.

She takes on the responsibility of being your personal chauffeur after school, taking you from one place to another with no hesitation as if it had always been that way.

“What if that asshole forgets you again?” She asks with those sad eyes staring at you – that's another change, now she looks you in the eye! Which ends up not being so good when it comes to denying her things.

“Shauna, that asshole is my cousin.” You scold weakly.

"So?"

Well, you can't question that.

You show up to her training when you don't have to work and you don't miss the way she seems to brag about it to her teammates, which only makes you show up more and more, even though you know nothing about football; you study together in the library, even if you only share one class; you, her and Jackie walk together between classes in the hallways and even stand side by side waiting to leave when Jackie disappears with Jeff at some stupid party.

You learn new things about Shauna every day and reading her is better than any other book you've ever tried. At some point, in your head, 'Things to Adore About Shauna Shipman' becomes 'Things to Love About Shauna Shipman' and it feels right.

She likes practically any food that contains meat and puts barbecue sauce on absolutely everything, leaving you horrified when she does this to a steak that is bleeding from being so rare when you have lunch together; She likes the warm, expensive beer that Lottie Matthews serves at her parties, she doesn't like getting drunk, she likes the taste, Shauna is weird like that and you're even weirder for finding it endearing. Sometimes, when you're outside smoking with Natalie and her sad emo friend, Kevyn Tan, Shauna comes over with a cup of beer in her hand – just one, she insists, because she's going to drive later – and sits down next to you quietly with one hand casually placed on your thigh while enjoying the drink; she lets Jackie dress her for these same parties, but she always chooses a piece of clothing that stands out, usually one of her flannels, she seems to have thousands of them; Shauna likes to read, but she loves classics, 'real books' as she calls them, with long words and old vocabulary, the second you pay attention she talks about them for hours and hours. You learn to like it too and Shauna seems to completely melt when you're the one who makes a Virginia Woolf or Emily Brontë reference when you talk.

One day, the team practice happens earlier and Shauna apologizes profusely for not being able to leave you at work, you dismiss her worries with a quick hug before leaving – not noticing the way she freezes in her place – and Jeff quickly agrees to take you there, he won't admit he missed you, but you know he did.

Later, the bell on the store's door signals someone's entry and when you turn from your spot at the counter, Shauna is there.

You tend to serve some Yellowjackets quite often, mainly Misty Quigley buying cat food; sometimes Van and Tai buying food for the abandoned dogs near the trailer park, Mari buying a hamster every two weeks – you have no idea what she does to make them all die or run away so quickly –, Nat showing up simply to hangout and smoke from time to time. You get along relatively well with all of them, but Shauna had never appeared until now.

She's still in her blue and yellow uniform, hair pulled into a ponytail and face softly red. The sight makes your throat dry.

Shauna looks a little like a lost puppy when she comes up to you at the counter.

“Hey,” she mumbles.

“Hey,” you reply, a smile playing on your lips. And then, just because you can't resist: “Did you run here after practice just to see me?”

Shauna seems like a deer caught in the headlights, “No!” She denies it, as if she hadn't been caught doing just that, "I just realized I leave you here all the time and I've never been in the store before."

You don't say anything and she simply shrugs innocently before starting to circle the place and you watch her with an amused snort.

She's not a pet person, you might say, but she apparently finds a fascination in staring at the colorful fishes in the aquariums when you come from behind the counter to restock and organize missing items on nearby shelves.

It's a small store and it's a pretty slow day with just you and another employee working in the back, so you and Shauna get into a relaxed mood spending time together when she decides she's going to stay until your shift ends without saying anything.

The company is good. At some point you jokingly say that since Shauna is here she could help you move the food packets because they are too heavy for you and she just goes there and does it. The way she lifts a bunch at once makes your breath hitch and you want to run your hands over her flexed biceps and you notice how Shauna hides a smile, as if she knows.

After that it's like there's a very thin line waiting to be crossed between you. Maybe it's always been there and you never noticed.

There are things about Shauna, things you like to think she says or does only to you, that your brain catalogs more than others, especially in moments when you're alone, like now.

Things to love about Shauna Shipman, you think; the way she subtly gasps when you need to rest your hand on her waist to pass through the store's narrow aisles; the fake annoyed look she gives you when you say something so stupid you just know she's pretending not to like it; the way she ends up snoring with laughter and scaring a customer you were serving after something you said and then she refuses to talk to you for the next fifteen minutes – the long that she can – giving you a dirty look because It's your fault, dammit.

But Shauna doesn't leave, no matter how angry she claims to be with you.

Things to love about Shauna Shipman, you think again, when your shift is over and she simply grabs your hand and leads you to her car, stating, "Let's go get ice cream."

She hates her middle name as much as she hates cute nicknames – you think it's just because she doesn't have one – and she won't tell you what it is because she doesn't want you to use it on her one day; her favorite color is blue, dark blue, but she usually wears shades of red because she says the football uniform is enough; she marks her books with lots of post-it notes of different colors, to remember her favorite chapters, phrases and quotes and revisits them almost daily; she keeps a hand on you whenever you're near, on your shoulder, your hip, your thigh. One day you left her reach when she had an arm around you at a party to get more drinks and when you came back she asked what she had done wrong, looking at you with those sad brown eyes.

Shauna takes you out for ice cream even though it’s already dark, an anxious air hovering between you. She grabs your favorite flavor without you having to tell her which one it is and you sit on the hood of her car, shoulders brushing together.

“You…” Shauna starts hesitantly, eating the bitterest chocolate ice cream she could find, “Do you wanna come to my house?”

You've been to Shauna's house before, but only with Jackie and Jeff. Never alone. Is different. You both know it's different.

"Yes." You say, hoping you don’t sound as desperate as you are, “I’d really like that.”

The smile she gives you makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside.

You only have time to unbuckle your seatbelt when Shauna parks in front of the house before she's on top of you watching you with dark eyes.

“Are you just going to stand there and watch me?” You scoff with more confidence than you actually have, your hands finding her waist.

Shauna looks completely outraged and in a second her lips meet yours without permission just because she knows she doesn't have to ask.

Her mouth is still cold and slick against yours from the ice cream, but her entire body is hot as dough ready to be molded in your hands. She wraps her arms around your neck, hands pulling your hair tightly and you feel her smile against your lips when she hears your low moan.

“Is that enough action for you?” Shauna asks mockingly, breathing fast, her practice uniform clinging to her body.

“Hm-hm,” you deny, a drunken, passionate smile painting your face, “Not as much as I’d like.”

Shauna looks like she wants to reply to what you've said, but then you're leaning in again, lips meeting hers with more urgency, tongue pleading for passage at the seam of her mouth, and it's all heat and electricity as she pulls you against her body. Your hands separate her t-shirt from the uniform shorts quickly and slide underneath it, short nails scraping the happy trail softly across her toned stomach and Shauna whines.

You can't help but break the kiss, Shauna follows your lips with a needy expression.

"What?" She asks, frustration bordering on her voice.

You shake your head and bite your bottom lip, “It’s really good,” you say. Shauna arches an eyebrow. "It's perfect. Touching you– it’s perfect.”

The way her hips thrust into yours and her face turned completely red tells you that she liked what you said a little too much.

And then Shauna is opening the car door, hurriedly sliding out and pulling you with her, mumbling an anxious “let’s go” as you stumble your way into the house.

You laugh when she fumbles with the key in the lock and she gives you an annoyed look, cutting off your laughter when the door opens and she presses you against it, pupils completely dilated, hands shaking to touch you.

It occurs to you then that maybe Shauna was just as obsessed with you as you were with her.

She looks at you, big brown eyes needy and asking and you don't hesitate to kiss her again and it's all heat and skin and it's right.

Another thing to love about Shauna Shipman: the way she gasps in surprise and pleasure when you turn her around and press her against the door.

[evilbihan]

Bi-Han doesn't hate Tomas

I've talked about the relationship between these two in other posts of mine before, but I think a proper analysis of it is long overdue, especially with the ridiculous misconceptions still going around in the fandom.

Of course, someone had to comment this on my post about Bi-Han being a good brother.

Please, allow me to prove you wrong.

Bi-Han respects Tomas. Proof? He selected Tomas for an incredibly important mission, one where the stakes couldn't possibly be any higher, and assigned him the task of preventing the activation of the soul stealers. He trusted Tomas to be capable of doing that all by himself. He let Tomas join Kuai Liang and him for the mission when he could have picked any other Lin Kuei instead. He could have chosen Cyrax or Sektor, his two most loyal Lin Kuei, but no, he specifically chose Tomas. Because he knows Tomas is a capable fighter and because Tomas is his brother.

Need more proof? For most of the story mode, Bi-Han is the ONLY ONE talking to Tomas and addressing him directly, while Liu Kang, Kuai Liang and everyone else treat Tomas as if he's invisible. They don't acknowledge his presence and don't speak to him until after Bi-Han joins Shang Tsung. When Bi-Han snaps at Tomas, Kuai Liang doesn't even bother defending him. He only shows that he "cares" once he needs Tomas on his side.

I've elaborated on this in detail in another post, so I won't repeat it all here, but when Bi-Han scolds Tomas, he's only doing so out of frustration because both his brothers keep comparing him to their father and refuse to acknowledge his authority. Bi-Han can't even utter one word of complaint without these two immediately bringing up the old grandmaster. He was furious and Tomas looks shocked and confused at Bi-Han's outburst. What that tells us is that he did not expect Bi-Han to talk to him like that because he never saw his brother act like this before. It proves that Bi-Han didn't put Tomas down on the regular like people always claim. The fandom reads too much into that one short scene and they don't even take the characters' body language or any other subtext into account.

When Tomas asks Bi-Han if they will always be enemies, Bi-Han tells him they will be enemies unless he submits. He doesn't seem opposed to accepting Tomas back into the Lin Kuei or to at least have a truce between them.

Tomas used to admire Bi-Han. He wouldn't have idolized or admired a person who mistreated him. When Tomas poses as the "leader" of the Lin Kuei during the tea house fight, he adopts Bi-Han's body language and expressions. That is how much Tomas looked up to Bi-Han.

Again, I mentioned this before, but Tomas was Bi-Han's second in command in the Sub-Zero invasions mode timeline. While there's no actual evidence for it, I've also had the theory that Tomas might be Bi-Han's second in command in the main timeline too, should the ribbons they both wear around their bicep indicate rank. If the most ruthless and actually evil version of Bi-Han, dark!Titan Sub-Zero who destroyed entire timelines because their inhabitants were not Lin Kuei, regarded Tomas, whose blood is not Lin Kuei, so highly, what makes people think the main timeline's Bi-Han doesn't respect him just as much?

And to answer the final question, no, there were not "multiple intros" saying that, there was just one and yes, Bi-Han was cold towards Tomas because his blood is not Lin Kuei and that's perfectly reasonable if you actually consider the context. The Lin Kuei live secluded and isolated from the rest of the world. Their existence is supposed to be a secret. Of course, they would be wary of any outsiders. Judging by how easily Tomas left the Lin Kuei, I doubt that he had any other friends within the clan aside from his brothers. They were probably all hesitant to trust him, including Bi-Han, whose duty it is to protect his clan. Tomas's family was murdererd by Lin Kuei warriors. Naturally, Bi-Han would be suspicious of his true intentions and worry that he could try to seek vengeance for their deaths one day. It doesn't mean that Bi-Han hated Tomas or didn't consider him a brother.

Whenever Tomas refers to Bi-Han's and Kuai Liang's parents as his parents, Bi-Han does not comment on it or correct him. He doesn't disagree or tells Tomas that they are not his parents. Tomas is a brother to Bi-Han or at the very least, he used to be before their falling out. Bi-Han never calls Tomas adopted, he only tells him that he is not Lin Kuei. Bi-Han was also worried about Tomas when he fell after Nitara attacked him. And again, no, he did NOT kick the rock to try and kill Tomas and here's the proof.

( @trixievrbada tagging you because I know you'll want to read this )

[wesleysniperking]

One Piece Film: Red and What It Meant for Usopp

Part 2 (TL;DR)

(beware spoilers!!!) | Part 1

If there’s one fandom consensus that I wholeheartedly agree with, it’s regarding Usopp’s screen time in the One Piece movies. He’s a scene-stealer and always manages to do something cool or worthwhile. If you’ve watched the movies, you know exactly what I’m talking about.

The movie I want to focus on is "One Piece Film: Red." This is the movie where Usopp meets his dad amid battle, and they do that iconic Observation Haki thing together. It’s a scene I rewatch time and time again.

"One Piece Film: Red" is many things: fun, ambitious, messy, high-budget, and a wild ride. Uta’s character design was rad, and the overall vibe with the other characters was well-executed.

But in hindsight, I noticed that the movie did a lot of foreshadowing, especially concerning the final battle where everyone tries to take down Tot Musica. We see most of the Straw Hats with power-ups and battle moves that weren’t canonically revealed until the Wano arc was nearing its end. Here are some of the foreshadowed power-ups:

Luffy: We get a preview of Luffy’s Gear 5.

Zoro: Demonstrates his mastery of Enma and Conqueror’s Haki.

Sanji: Uses advanced fire attacks, reminiscent of "Ifrit Jambe."

Nami: Shows her integration with Zeus, who finally gets to shine.

Robin: Showcases "Demonio Fleur," which she uses against Black Maria.

Brook: Utilizes more of his soul-related abilities, similar to his actions in Wano.

Koby: Even Koby had a bit of foreshadowing regarding his growth, hinting at his future role as a Garp-like figure to Luffy’s Roger.

Given all this, I wondered why Usopp didn’t receive a similar foreshadowing in the movie. The answer seems clear: Usopp’s “power-up” or significant moment is being saved for a much later, possibly even more impactful, event.

Many fans speculate (and yes, I’m using some “Oda said” hearsay as a source here) that the people behind the One Piece movies have insight into how the series will end or what the One Piece actually is. If Usopp didn’t showcase his Observation Haki in the Wano arc like he did in the movie, it likely means Oda is reserving his moment for a bigger payoff.

Consider the scene where Usopp and Yasopp perform incredible Observation Haki feats together—something we haven’t seen canonically. Not even Katakuri could maintain such a level of Observation Haki for long. There’s also the part where Katakuri tells Shanks he can see through his sister’s eyes, but only for a few seconds, to which Shanks replies, “You’re not the only one who has Observation Haki.” It then cuts to Yasopp saying, “Yeah. My son has it, but he’s too panicked.”

This interaction might hint at the unique potential of Usopp’s Haki. Perhaps Observation Haki users can link up with others they’re related to, or maybe it’s just a matter of Usopp honing his abilities. Either way, the fact that this was showcased in the movie but not yet in the manga suggests that Usopp’s true power is yet to be revealed.

Another point that stands out to me is the conversation between Katakuri and Shanks. Shanks’ words wouldn’t necessarily lead anyone to believe he was specifically talking about Yasopp. We didn't even know if Yasopp was aware of his son's abilities. Yes, the movies aren’t canonical, but still, it’s intriguing. When Yasopp mentions that his son has Observation Haki but is too nervous to use it effectively, it raises questions. How does Yasopp know this about Usopp, given they haven’t spoken in over a decade (if ever)?

What also stood out was the scene where Usopp is running and says, "If we only did something to Tot Musica’s legs, we could defeat him” (paraphrasing here). Usopp then stops, tells himself to stay calm, presses his fingers to his temples, and suddenly, he’s seeing through his dad’s eyes. Yasopp exclaims, "D*mn, son! You finally managed to link up with me?! Finally!” (Paraphrasing here). They then guide everyone on where to attack Tot Musica’s limbs, resulting in a spectacular team effort. Afterward, Shanks remarks, “Yasopp and his son work well together,” with a thoughtful and brooding expression.

None of this is canonical, but it makes me wonder about Usopp’s story in the main series. Does Shanks know the limits of Yasopp’s Observation Haki? Can Yasopp do things with it that even Shanks can’t? Given Yasopp’s role as a sniper, it makes sense. In real-world terms, snipers use spotters to help locate targets and assess their surroundings. Yasopp’s Observation Haki might serve a similar purpose, acting as a “spotter” for pinpoint accuracy.

Additionally, considering the non-canonical nature of the movies (last time I'll mention this), what if they have their own internal canon? In "One Piece: Red," what if Yasopp and Usopp had already talked before the events of the movie? Yasopp might have advised Usopp to train his Observation Haki and stay calm to tap into its full potential. That’s why, during the fight with Tot Musica, Usopp reminds himself to stay calm before successfully linking up with his father. Usopp’s smile when he realizes he’s connected with his dad, and Yasopp calling him a “knucklehead,” suggests a prior relationship and training.

This scenario could potentially work in the canon of the main story. It opens up possibilities for Usopp’s future development, hinting at a deeper mastery of Observation Haki and a stronger connection with his father.

next part

Part 3

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[wrathkitty]

Short Debts Make Long Friends - Chapter 19 (pt 2) Snippet

He lays stiffly beside you for a few seconds, willing his body to do something. Minus the bulk of his armor, the mattress should feel cavernous, but the walls won’t stop closing in. Should he scoot over? Try to talk to you? You have yet to move.

“Are you asleep?” he finally whispers. 

“No.” Your voice comes from over your shoulder, thin and hollow. “Just…here.”

So he’ll have to go to you, then. 

Steeling himself, Din props himself up on his elbow and edges closer. He has hugged you a number of times by now, and knows how to adjust his arms and torso relative to how you are positioned. This should be no different. It’s the same as hugging, just lying down. 

He makes it as far as hovering a hand's breadth away from your back and can go no further.  

It’s different. It’s so fucking different. If his job is to help you pretend you are home, he’s failed. Whoever had held you in bed before surely knew what they were doing. The only person he’s ever held in bed is Grogu, who preferred to lie sprawled on top of his chest. 

“Are you okay?” 

He jerks, startled. You sound worried – for him.

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do,” he blurts out. “I don’t know how – how to –”

“How to hold someone?”

Din hopes you hear him nod because if he has to say the answer out loud, he’ll — actually, he doesn’t know what he’ll do, because right now he doesn’t know anything other than he hasn’t felt this mortified since…he doesn’t know that, either, but ‘ever’ isn’t out of the question. 

“Mando?”

“Yes?”

“How new is this for you?”

“...This part’s new,” he says stiltedly. His face is so red that you must feel the heat radiating off his cheeks. “If that’s what you mean.” 

This was a bad idea. This was such a bad idea. You need a steadying presence, not a grown man too overwhelmed to take care of you. He should have given you the sleep strip like you asked for and offered to hold your hand until you fell asleep. He would rather suffer the disappointment of your rejection than the utter stupidity he is experiencing now. 

“Turn toward me,” you instruct, “onto your side.”

“Why?” he asks, alarmed. 

Still taking care not to look over your shoulder, you reach back with a hand, and motion for him to come closer. “I’m going to show you how to hold someone.”

Actual Chapter 19 Pt II will post May 4th :-D MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU, BITCHES.

Short Debts Make Long Friends - An overeducated, underpaid millennial finally gets to go on her first adventure.

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[gay-dorito-dust]

either freddy or billy- or both! (separately)

hoodie stealing?? either reader stealin' theirs or them stealing readers??

‘Y/n!’ You heard Billy exclaim, freezing you in place.

‘Yeah?’ You called back, hoping he hadn’t finally found out about your little secrete.

‘Have you seen my hoodie anywhere? I can’t seem to find it.’ Your eyes widened as they glanced down at the slightly fleeced red fabric adorning your body protectively. Yes, you had stolen Billy’s hoodie and no you didn’t hold an ounce of remorse for doing so as it was your favourite article of clothing that he owned but there was one slight problem; the red hoodie with the light fleeced insides was also his favourite article of clothing.

‘Nope,’ you replied, trying to be as casual as could without raising suspicion, ‘are you sure Freddy hasn’t thrown it out the window or something?’

‘Trust me I’ve looked and it looks like he’s finally stopped tossing my clothes every time I mess with him and upped his game.’ Billy said as he began to trudge up the stairs and you were startled out of your temporary stupor and rushed to jump onto Billy’s bed, burying yourself under the blankets, making sure that every ounce of red was hidden from view.

‘What’re you doing?’ The boy asked when he saw you tucked tightly underneath his bed, looking over at him innocently. You shrugged, ‘just… felt like lazing in bed.’

‘Uh huh,’ Billy started as he moved to stand at the edge of your bed, watching closely to how you seemed to avoid direct eye contact with him and how your hold on the bedsheets were tight, almost as though you were hiding something. ‘Is that what your planning on doing the entire day? Do you mind if I join you?’

You tensed, breath hitching in your throat but you tried to remain steadfast. ‘Aren’t you and Freddy going down to the comic shop today? You’ve both been planning on doing so for a while that- NO!’ You screeched towards the end when Billy ripped away the bedsheets and saw the hoodie that he has been looking for all morning adoring your body as you looked at him like a deer in headlights.

‘It’s not what it looks like!’

‘Freddy?’

The boy froze, having been caught with your hoodie between his hands, he looked towards the doorway where you were leaning against the wooden frame, arms crossed and a look of amusement on your face.

‘Stealing my hoodies are we?’ You asked, already having found your answer in his stunned silence.

‘No…maybe…okay yes, yes I am.’ Freddy sighed in defeat. ‘But you can’t blame me! It’s not my fault your hoodies are nice, warm and-‘

‘Smell like me?’ You finished for him, moving over to his side, ears managing to catch his sheepish little ‘yeah…that too.’ As he bowed his head out of slight embarrassment that you might find him weird for doing so but when he heard you chuckle, he felt intrigued enough to look back up into your eyes.

‘Yeah sure, laugh at the weirdo.’ Freddy snarked, you knew he wasn’t upset or mad in the slightest from the way he looked at you brought him close into your side as you held him there. ‘You could’ve said something you know instead of going behind my back and stealing my hoodies, you hoodie stealer.’ You joked, tickling his sides and laughing when he jolted even further into your side.

‘But you know what,’ you said, gesturing to the hoodie still clutched in his hands, ‘keep it.’ Freddy stared at you as though you’ve grown a second head. ‘What?’

‘Keep it.’ You reiterated causally.

‘You want me to keep your hoodie?’ Freddy asks, holding up the bunched fabric in question as if to make sure that it was the same bunched fabric that you were talking about.

‘Yes.’

‘Why?’

‘I think it suits you better then it ever did me.’ You told him as though it were obvious, ‘besides I think it’s cute that you’d want to wear something of mine. So please keep it and wear it to your hearts desire.’

Freddy looked at the hoodie then back to you, then back to the hoodie again as he swallows thickly. ‘May I give it back now and then when it stops smelling like you?’ He asks and a smile graced your lips as you watched the boy wrestle your hoodie over his head and down his body.

‘Of course you can sweetheart, it’s our hoodie after all.’

[angelyuji]

jaime reyes bf headcanons (+yandere)

jaime reyes x gn!reader yandere headcanons under the cut warnings (under the cut): kidnapping, stealing, manipulation (from scarab), stalking when i talk abt scarab, i'm talking young justice scarab btw

jaime reyes is the type to spray all of your clothes with his cologne, so you (and everyone else) can smell him 24/7

he’s the type to carry your books or your bags if you mention in passing that you were kinda tired

if you’re out on a date with jaime and he sees your eyes linger on something, he immediately goes back to buy whatever you looked at

he knows what color matches your skin, so if he’s getting you guys matching jewelry (and he mostly def would) he would get the right color for your skin

and also going off of this, he knows if you were bracelets, necklaces, earrings, etc like he knows your preferences and tastes so well bro im GONNA BE VIOLENTLY ILL

jaime would always offer to study with you, but would most def get distracted and try to make out with you

LIKE he starts off by making it so with every right answer, he gives you kiss and then things get heated ykkkkkkk ;)

his family absolutely adores you too like his mom constantly cooks for you and teaches you recipes, his grandma teaches you how to sew, his uncle and his dad are chill with you, and you’re best friends with his sister like ong you’re one of them.

scarab would most def by suspicious of you at first cuz why tf are you the only thing that jaime thinks about (it’s insufferable)

but once it realizes that you’re not a threat, he’s chill with you

if you know that jaime is blue beetle, you def mess around with scarab, but you guys team up to make fun of jaime (obviously jaime is telling you what scarab is saying until you guys team up then he refuses to talk)

jaime is such a cutie, he’s a total flirt when you guys meet, but once u guys start dating, he’s totally shy and like asks for permission to hold your hands and to kiss you until he gets more comfortable then hes literally all over you OIABGIEUWop

yall know that tiktok trend with that scene from ?100 days of summer? where one person goes “i love the smiths” and the other goes, “what?” “i love the smiths.” and then the other person like pulls you into a kiss and ot4ro;twf’gb’o its so you and jaime OPNF:OEJP if anyone wants a ref video lmk ill post it <3

yandere :)

jaime reyes was kinda totally normal abt u before the scarab

like yes, he knows ur entire schedule, where you live, and takes candid blurry pictures of you from across the hall or smth (very girl of him) (i knew a girl who did this exact thing for a guy she liked like honestly it was so insane i was really concerned abt her)

but he would never like act on it, he was very self-aware abt it like he knew he was lowkey acting insane

untillll scarab showed up, obviously he had forgotten abt his crush on you while he was in college (GOTHAM UNIVERSITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) but now that you’re both graduated and back home. jaime gets to see you again every time he passes your workplace on his way to work. now that he gets to see you, his obsession with you is back and THREE THOUSAND times worse becuz of monsieur scarab

scarab feeds into jaime’s delusions that you’re both meant to be with each other, his sister tries to make him understand that his feelings are like super concerningly weird asf, but scarab knows that if jaime is obsessed with you to an extreme, it could make jaime easier to manipulate, so it tells jaime that his sister doesn’t understand, but you know who does? the alien attached to his back

jaime would break into your room/apartment (whether you’re staying with ur parents or nah) he would smell your clothes, your soaps and lotions, your bed cover

total underwear stealer imo like he saw the opportunity and is going for it honestly i respect it

he’d try to work up the courage to ask you out, and he’s so smooth with it and (obviously) you say yes

first things are calm yk, but as your relationship progresses (very fast), you see a lot of the red flags and try to exit stage left

but jaime’s not down for that like you’re the love of his life, however he lets you go cuz he’s got a plan

he preps the old blue beetle base and straight up kidnaps you

he’d have you tied up cuz you were putting up a fight and you’d watch as jaime fucking panics and paces back and forth yk

jaime’s not the type to hurt you, so he’s very sweet with you. even when you toss your food at his head, slap him, kick him, yell at him, it doesn’t matter. he’ll take it cuz he can’t bear the thought of hurting you

he still won’t let you go tho

scarab reassures him, now that you’re here, you can’t leave him. you won’t ever get hurt.

[supernaturallyginger]

Is one piece worth watching? A friend recommended to me, he said that if i liked jojo i will like this too and i love jojo. But idk if i should start because... lots of episodes, big commintment

short answer: YES

long answer (spoiler free!):

One piece is a commitment. It's lengthy with over 1000 episodes and chapters. With 15 films and spin off light novels/comics. It's a lot. And yet, it's not nearly as intimidating as one may believe.

I'll be candid, I love Jojo as well, but it's not a perfect series. It's flawed with strange pacing, plot holes, and characters that are underdeveloped. I won't say that One Piece is perfect. It has it's fair share of pacing issues and the female character designs are.... a choice. But it has a more well thought out world than Jojo!

If you love adventure tales, then One piece is for you! There is no better story when it comes to celebrating adventure. The main characters are pirates setting out at sea. Each island they land is a unique place with it's own design, quirks, and set of characters. From a half ice/half fire island to a heavenly island in the sky to entire kingdom all based around various sweets. The world of One Piece is alive. Events are happening all around the world. Some effect the main characters. Some are just things that are happening because the world goes on whether Luffy is there or not.

If you love great characters, then One Piece is for you! As I mentioned, one of the things that bums me out about Jojo is that many characters are so underutilized. One Piece has thousands of characters and if you ask any fan who their favorites are, they will list at least one character who only shows up in eight chapters. And whoever they listed probably has a tragic backstory and an amazing design! The character writing is strong! And only gets better as the series progresses. Monkey D. Luffy is that guy. He's the main character for a reason. It's hard not to love a silly dude with gray morals that kicks ass.

If you love silly shit, then One Piece is for you. One Piece is a goofy ass series. There are fart jokes, ball jokes, boob jokes. Every single character finds themselves in at least one slapstick routine. Characters have silly laughs and some of the strangest personality quirks. (There is a man dressed as a baby and let me tell you he's a scene stealer!) It's a fucking silly show! I mean, come on, the main character is a rubber man and his best friend uses a sword with his mouth.

BUT

If you love tragedy, then One Piece is for you. It may be hard to believe the silly brightly colored pirate anime is sad, but it has some of the most heartbreaking moments I've ever seen/read. There is one backstory in particular that I can't even re-read without crying all over again. Even without the deeply tragic moments, the world the story takes place in is surprisingly bleak. It's not uncommon to come across side character who are starving and living in poverty. There are slaves and class disparity. It builds a deeply sad world and yet, the message of the story is hope. If you love in-depth lore, great soundtracks, amazing voice acting, found family, dilfs, milfs, talking animals, mermaids, cyborgs, samurai, shonen battle anime, strangely endearing villains, then you should watch One Piece.

It may be long, but it's worth the journey.

[howlingday]

Okay, SILLY SCENARIO TIME!

Kai (from Kung Fu Panda 3) escapes the spirit world only to land in a place filled with MONSTERS!!!

I mean just LOOK at these POOR, HIDEOUS THINGS!!!

I mean at least ONE looks a little less CURSED than the others but STILL!!!

Kai just needs to put them out of their suffering...

And hey! These freaks have some twisted Chi stuff too! He just needs to drain these suckers dry, and he'll have enough juice to go home free!

And ... are those... "weapons"? ADORABLE.

I mean, he's a SPIRIT WARRIOR for crying out loud! What's the WORST that'll happen???

"Ruby?"

The young reaper collapsed before her sister team, wheezing heavily as though she'd been deprived of air for ages. Her cheeks were stained with tears, unfortunately also adorned with bruises to match the cuts along her attire. Jaune and Nora quickly came to her aid, helping her to her feet as she continued gasping for air. The two rubbed her back as the world became clearer to her silver eyes.

"Ruby, what happened?!" Jaune asked, trying is best not to show how terrified he was at whatever scared Ruby.

"Monster!" She shouted, shutting her eyes and shaking her head. "Horrible, evil monster..."

"Was it some kind of Grimm?" Nora inquired as she guided Ruby to a seat.

"No. No, it wasn't anything I've seen before." Ruby started calming down, her body slowing it's breathing to normalcy. "Its fur was gray and- and it walked on two legs, but it looked like a cow! With really long horns!"

"A walking cow?" Jaune quirked his brow, casting a worried glance to Nora.

"Yeah! And- And it knew kung fu, too! And it talked to us and- and- and-"

"Breathe, Ruby, breathe~." Jaune cooed, rubbing up and down her back. "It's gonna be okay, Ruby."

"No, it isn't!" Ruby shouted, shoving away from the two. "There's a monster on the loose in Remnant, stronger than anyone or anything we've ever fought, and he's stealing souls-!"

"Wait, wait, wait!" Oscar shouted, stumbling for a moment as his personalities shifted mid-stride. "What do you mean by 'stealing souls,' Ms. Rose?" Ozpin asked in Oscar's stead.

"I mean he stole Yang's soul!" Ruby shouted. "And Blake's! And-" Ruby wiped her eyes. "And Weiss's."

"And how did he do such a thing?" Ozpin inquired, leaning on his cane.

"Kind of like..." Ruby pantomimed the monsters' movements, pushing her wrists together with her fingers splayed while her arms sunk into herself. "I never saw a semblance like that!"

"Because it isn't a semblance." Everyone turned to Ren, walking down the steps. "It sounds more like magic. Old world Mistrali magic."

"Yes..." Ozpin cupped his chin. "I remember hearing tales of sorcerers in Mistral; men who practiced arcane movements to manipulate the world around them."

"It's similar to how I use aura with my hands." Ren commented. "But it's more to repel rather than attract. There was a tale my father used to tell me of one sorcerer who trapped the souls of men into amulets."

"That must be him!" Ruby shouted. "He's come back as a giant, walking bull!"

"Unlikely." Ren shook his head. "Even if it were true, the man was said to have perished in a fairy tale from more than 500 years ago."

"Wait, what are you guys talking about?" Jaune looked between his friends.

"They're talking about the Soul Stealer," Ozpin answered, "the man known as Kai."

[beetlebug-bii]

Feral Child MC Arrives

Part one? Let me know if you want more feral child MC with their older brothers. Felt bored so have this funky little crack prompt.

Notes: Gender Neutral MC, slight cussing, written for fun, enjoy!

okay so moving to the Devildom was a whole choice you made

Like yeah you were an orphan

and like maybe- MAYBE YOU WERE A LITTLE UPSET WITH MISS VELA THE HEADMASTER OF THE ORPHANAGE OKAY

MAYBE SHE SHOULDN'T HAVE LET THE OTHER BRATTY KIDS COME AND JUST STEAL YOUR ONLY PAIR OF SHOES LIKE WHO DOES THAT??? YOU ONLY GOT ONE PAIR??? THAT WAS A TARGETED CRIME.

so maybe in response you didn't tell anyone that you- yes YOU got accepted into a ROYAL ACADEMY.

Steal my shoes? fine whatever, guess who gets to go to ROYAL SCHOOL

NOT YOU LOSERS

HA

your face is probably already on milk cartons...

Rest in peace MC you can already hear those shoe stealers saying while wearing YOUR FUCKIN SHOES

But then like you actually showed up

And you aren't sure if you were met with like

Instant Karma for being petty or-

Anyways you're kind of sort of in hell

Whoopsies

It's okay though because you absolutely won over the highest demons in the Devildom

...wait actually thinking about it that really doesn't sound like a good thing-

Whatever

You're here, they love you!

You have been slaying since you arrived.

You walked into the student council room day one, a pair of sunglasses and a mocha latte from Starbucks in hand

You stole that latte too, like you were in the hall and just snatched it from this loser with white hair-

oh shit

Heyyyyyy

You were quick to find out

The demon you stole from was actually Mammon, the avatar of greed and your babysitter.

Let's just say Mammon wasn't especially happy about being a little thiefs babysitter

Which may or may not have received the MOST bombastic side eye from his five other brothers.

Aside from that though, how did your arrival go you may be wondering?

Lucifer just sat with his head in his hands, so upset that they have two children in this program- but damn at least one of them was an angel, then there was you- only comparable to a small glass rodent

Levi was sitting dreading having to move all his collectibles and games and- you know what?? maybe he will just invest in a security system...he so doesn't want to be a babysitter...whatever its Mammon's job..........fuck he was gonna have to be the babysitter!!! Mammon never does his job!!!

Satan could have cared less if you were three or eighty-seven, you're just some human and he was so ready to ask so many questions (unfortunately for him you're kind of a little sarcastic shithead / affectionate. he ain't getting any reasonable answers but he doesn't know that yet shhh let him be happy for like three minutes before he realizes.

Asmo? Asmodeus. My dude. Was so. Fucking. Excited. He was immediately squeezing you and pinching your cheeks and taking pictures of you in your little sunglasses. It's been FOREVER since Asmo has had the chance to absolutely coddle a little sibling. He was the first to just accept that yeah, this human is ours, we aren't giving it back. He was already planning to take you shopping for new clothes, and new furniture, you are going to be the most spoiled kid in the universe...and all you have to give in return is like any sense of privacy. Now smile for the camera!

Beel. Sweet sweet beel. Was also so quick to accept you. Not quite as part of the family, but as a new little friend. He was a bit worried to get close because you're just so tiny, but he quickly found out you were feral when he went in for a handshake and you just...bit him. For why? Why would you do this? Like he's fine, he barely felt it, but like...does he taste good? Did you want to be picked up? You were like a smaller Belphie with more energy...that thought made him smile

Your first day with the brothers was quite flabbergasting for everyone involved

You stole from Mammon, bit Beel, scampered around the floor, chewed on Diavolo's jacket, escaped for a while

By the end of the day the brothers were exhausted from chasing you

Its been too long since a kid has been around

They are far too out of practice

Mega L for them, while they're sleeping you're gonna make pancakes

Do you know how to use the stove?

Nah

Are you confident regardless

Unfortunately yeah

Good luck to the brothers

They're gonna need it...

...both for technically kidnapping you and because they have to deal with you-

[dido-reblogs]

Hi could you make a story where yeonjun and the girl are academic rivals and then ended up in the same shower room (you could do what you want before this happens) and they do things lol

i couldn't find a way to wrtite this without lots clichés and gender neutral reader. and sorry if it feels rushed. and the part where smut starts has no chemistry but i tried my best. but i am really disappointed in myself in general. but i shouldn't, right? it is just a fanfic it can have clichés and low chemistry from time to time. it happens.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

warnings: slight mention of food, mentions of a handjob(yj receiving), nipple play(reader receiving), reader also receives some pleasure with yeonjun's hands but it is not detailed to keep it gender neutral so yeah, also the rivalry is kinda one sideded

looking up the results of your midterms with worry since it seems like you will not be on top of your major and that means no scholarships for you. and it is not because you are a bad student. there is a person to blame. it is because choi fucking yeonjun. as you feel your blood boiling, you just scream at the screen. choi fucking yeonjun, he doesn't even need that scholarship and just studies this major to "learn" which meant he already has a job ready in his father's company and he is just here to socialize so it is not like he needs to be valedictorian.

you hate him, you definitely hate him. you also hate your so called progressive school that only gives scholarships to selected few and only does gender neutral dorms and bathrooms to make themselves look progressive. doingjust one thing is not enough though. especially if you have struggling students who can't pay tuition.

you decide to go to cafeteria as you are starting to get hungry due to energy you lost with having a tantrum over your grades. filling your tray more than usual as you fell like you are starving.

as you are carrying your tray to closest empty table, you lose you ballence which causes you to drop your tray resulting with ruining yours and the person next to you's clothes. as you rise your head to see who it is, you see the most annoying face. "aren't you going to apologize?" he asks. "i am not going to apologize to a scholarship stealer."

you leave for showers without saying anything. you quickly get undressed. yeonjun has to ruin everything. if he didn't, your life would be actually peaceful. you think to yourself as if you aren't the one who dropped the tray.

you take your time to get clean. hoping the shower will calm you. but you suddenly flinch as you feel presence of someone else. to your surprise, it was yeonjun. you call out to him. "aren't you too fancy for communal showers?" he just roles his eyes and answers back. "for your information, i faileda class due to low attendance rate so the scholarship is yours and i am not a stealer. also i am not too fancy for anywhere. and aren't you tired of the rivalry you made it up in your mind?" you admit that he had a point. "maybe you need to relax." he suggests. "how?" your innocence amuses him.

he laughs before he says. "for such a smart girl, you sure have trouble getting the hints." you think you start to get what he means when he puts it this way. "i pleasure myself on regular basis." he laughs again. "yeah but it starts to get frustrating after awhile."

he might be right. "i can try to be assistance if you give me your concent." his boldness makes you cringe but you also find the hottest guy in campus attractive like any other person. you can continue to hate him after this. " okay. you have it. you have my consent. i say yes."

he walks towards tour cabin. his hands immediately finds your nipples and starts to play with them. as it only makes you ticklish rather than aroused, you just whine.

"be patient, it will help you feel good i promise." he says while his other hand comes dangerously close to your between your legs.

as he starts to also play with it his mouth kisses one of your nipples. he is rather slow and sensual unlike how you imagined him. yes you imagined him. soon you start to feel the pleasure. as he focuses on playing with your breasts, you slowly start to moan implying your pleasure.

his one hand piching and caressing your nipple while the other works wonders that you, yourself, could never achive.

"that's it. such a sweet voice to hear." he says when your moans get louder. you are glad that it is not the time where it usually is crowded.

"yeonjun, i am about to cum." you say and his hand fastens to help you reach it. as you shiver while orgasming he laughs in pleasure.

him about to leave, you call his name. "what about you?" you ask. "no worries, you don't have to do anything back. i just felt like helping out." but you insist which eventually makes him confess that he would love a handjob in return.

[darqx]

It’s late and i cant think of a title OTL

❗️For commonly asked qs please see my BTD FAQ

FFFFT IF ONLY MY IRL SELF WAS AS PRODUCTIVE AS YOUR DREAM VERSION OF ME, DEAR GOD XDDD

Oh he has a number of Royal duties and that’s mainly running the equivalent of a country lol. So a lot of politicking, making decisions for his sector and that no one but him is fucking with the trade route, getting rid of rabble rousers if needed, fighting any Battle Royale challenges (not often nowadays). That’s not his daily routine obvs but any given day would have something particularly related to the politicking.

I cannot say if Rire would take someone as a Royal Consort but he could. Other Royals have spouses so it’s not like it’s unheard of lol.

My personal opinion is that Rire is like a master to demon!Strade (cos he DID give Rire his soul in this outcome) but also he’s not tugging on his leash all the time because he finds it infinitely more entertaining to let him loose and see what happens.

I have answered before how Rire would be as a father! It’s in this answer dump. To quote here:

Aristocrat dad, when he is around simultaneously kind of strict (has expectations of child) but also school of hard knocks and doesnt care unless you are annoying him so not overbearing. Teaches child essential things like ballroom dancing, manners and how to destroy people.

Also will not hesitate to kill child if they conspire against him so there’s that.

I’ve had a few of these recently and whilst I’ve answered them directly I figured one being placed here might be helpful.

With Rire (and only Rire for me lol) because he's mostly known through BTD - me and Gato decided that as long as people were using their OWN art, then they could sell fan products of our main BTD characs. So, a) as long as someone is only using their own BTD artwork and b) saying where the characters are from/not claiming the characters as their own, then it is ok.

(though, this is just for me and Gato's characs I think - Gato might want to clarify her stance if anything has changed. I don't know what EP's stance on this is)

Hello! To answer your qs, yes Rire is quite partial to that style (not entirely too sure about the age itself per say but some of the aesthetics and culture, which was already a bit similar to his own) :D

I think there are no real “rules” to having oc insert interaction, unless you are trying to be very true to the source material lol. After all, oc insert is mainly to have fun with an existing concept right? :) With BTD, since the “au” was already like a smash bros kind of thing with characs from different universes (ie Rire from my BP au, Strade from Gato’s TINR au, Sano from whatever EP was working on), there’s kind of almost...nothing that can’t be shoved in XD. This is because whatever rules that apply for our individual aus don’t apply to the BTD one. So if you wanted to have fun with your god/deity oc then you can if you really want ✌🏻

Rire’s reaction to one would really depend on the power level of said god/deity. If he calculates that he has a very low chance of say beating them in a fight, then he would probably make sure their paths do not cross often. If they are of around equal power or he is more powerful, then his actions wouldn’t change much from what we have seen from him already. He is always making sure he gets the best outcomes from things.

(A realm for souls huh? That might be interesting for Rire considering he is a soul stealer/soul eater demon haha!)

I do not, sorry ~

[thus-spoke-lo]

literally that tag about law panty stealing tho. we all know sanji would do it, that man sniffs panties for breakfast. but with law…?

i can see it. i saw it so vividly, in fact, i thought about writing a fic of it, but then i was like no… am i crazy? would he be that perverted?

the answer is yes. yes he would. especially if lo thinks so. i doubt my headcanons sometimes then see you having similar ones and i’m like ok so i’m NOT crazy lmao

"especially if lo thinks so" i'm cryinggg 😭 look, if you have unhinged headcanons that seem like they're too much...it's probably accurate that i have them too lmao

Law is the least obvious panty-stealer too--I mean, he's Law! He seems so serious and he's the beloved captain you all trust with your lives, and he would never be capable of such a thing...right? So when your panties mysteriously start to go missing right before wash day, you immediately blame Shachi and Penguin and brand them perverts--which, they are, just not the panty stealing kind. Meanwhile Law is shambles-ing your underwear into his quarters, huffing them desperately while he ruts into the mattress. He's conflicted over his perversion, but it's the easiest way he can get close to you without the possibility of rejection...and it feels so, so right.

[shoshiwrites]

10, 19, 29 for the ship meme? I'm thinking Jo/Bucky, but anything you'd like to answer. - @bobparkhurst

Thank you so much George! <3 Jo/Bucky pls thank you

10. Do they share any hobbies or interests? How do these things bring them together?

I think on rare quiet weekends when they’re together, there’ll be some time reading in the living room or on the sun porch or even just at the kitchen table yes they have a sun porch, why not. She’ll have a big non-fiction book or they’ll trade off with some popular fiction. And sometimes if they’re snuggled up together they’ll read to each other:’) 

19. Do they wear each other’s clothes/jewelry?

Jo’s got a pair of his wings on her, usually, pinned inside a jacket. She’s also a known clothes-stealer, and tends to go for shirts. I think she’ll wear jackets of his on occasion, but maybe just for an evening or a photograph. Bucky’s got an earring of hers for luck, when she lost the matching one, and I’ve got some plans for a scarf of hers too:)

29. Describe their nighttime routine. 

Jo’s usually includes writing and/or editing late, putting a few things away on her desk (it’s still lots of piles that only she understands), taking off her makeup, dealing with her hair. Bucky’s involves making sure he’s sorting necessary clothes/uniform things — not every day tbf — getting a handle on that (the closet is fairly organized), and I think he shaves in the morning when that's something he can do. He likes knowing where things are when he has to leave at short notice. I can see her putting her jewelry away at the dresser and him coming up behind her for a kiss at the mirror:’)

[Ship asks!]

[wrathkitty]

Short Debts Make Long Friends - birthday edition!

SD turns three two today! Have an easter egg.

Oh, this is much worse

“What happened?” Din demands. You appear no worse for wear, but your smile seems oddly…manic?

“Aha! The prodigal husband returns!”

A sinking feeling invites itself into Din’s stomach and starts setting up headquarters. He knows that voice.

“It’s Mr. Satyyr!” you chirp as Din slowly angles himself between you and the jug-eared proprietor that has just appeared in the stockroom doorway. “From Mos Eisley, remember?”

Oh, he remembers. 

Mr. Satyyr graciously executes a quick, overly-unctuous bow. 

“Welcome to Huttson News!” he crows exuberantly. “I’m starting a franchise.”

“Eleanor, get your backpack,” Din instructs. “We’re leaving.” 

In his periphery, he sees Mr. Satyyr send him a sour look. Personally, Din doesn’t like the warning tone he’d heard in his voice either, but if playing the role of overbearing spouse is what’s required to be able to leave, then he’ll walk you through the Mandalorian marriage vows right now. 

“I have her scheduled to work the afternoon shift for the remainder of the week,” the shopkeeper testily informs him.

Din ignores him, too busy studying your face. He doesn’t remember your eyes being this dark…

Frowning, he increases the magnification on his visor. 

Goddamn it.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” you ask defensively, noticing his scrutiny.

He wordlessly unholsters his blaster and aims it at the shopkeeper.

“What did you do her?” 

“This is a respectable establishment, sir!” Mr. Satyyr exclaims, affronted, as if he isn’t staring down the barrel of an IB-94 blaster pistol. “Kindly put your weapon away!”

“He can’t,” you helpfully pipe up, “He’s covered in them.”

“What,” Din repeats, now speaking through clenched teeth, “Did you do to her?”

“Nothing, other than offer hydration and gainful employment," the man huffs. 

“Hey, guys,” you interject, “could y’all use quieter words? My juice is trying to sleep.” You point to the glass bottle sitting out on the counter — the hydration, Din surmises. It is half-empty and filled with a pale pink, crystalline liquid.

The sinking feeling in his stomach sends a jaunty wave to its good old friend, dread. 

“What are you drinking?”

“Snapple,” you reply, and belligerently unscrew the top to take a deliberate gulp. 

“My dear, where did you get that?” 

Din tears his gaze away from you. Mr. Satyyr’s relentlessly effusive demeanor suddenly appears to have developed a crack in its armor. 

“The refrigerated case in the back,” you answer. “Where you keep the things you said weren’t ChiggerBurgers.”

“Ah. Yes. I see. I meant the other case. Not to worry, just a simple mixup…”

Din gingerly extracts the bottle from your hand and takes a cautious sniff. The unmistakable scent of high-proof alcohol  burns the back of his throat, along with notes of – 

His eyes fly accusingly to Mr. Satyyr. 

“This is fire spice.” You might as well have been drinking high-octane rocket fuel spiked with a chaser of barrel-aged spotchka. 

“Oh, this is much worse,” the proprietor muses thoughtfully, still observing you. “It’s whitefire. The good stuff.”

You look at both of their faces and blanch. 

“Oh, God. This doesn’t have sex pollen in it, does it?” 

Link to main fic: Short Debts Make Long Friends - An overeducated, underpaid millennial finally gets to go on her first adventure.

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[woodsyrain56]

Hi y’all! So I wanted to write down my reactions to The Way of Kings and Words of Radiance so far because I think I may be becoming actually obsessed with them lmao! And below this cut is spoilers and I’m sorry if the formatting is messed up cause I’m still learning how to post basically ahah anywayss:

Spoilers below the cut!

The Way of Kings:

I kinda figured it but KALADIN WAS NEVER A DESERTER?! Damn no wonder why he doesn’t trust Light eyes anymore with that

DUDE SADEAS’ BETRAYAL AT THE TOWER WAS SUCH A MESSED UP MOVE I literally almost gasped audibly at work

Shallan revealing herself to be the fabriel stealer to save her own life AND THEN finding out that Jasnah didn’t even use it or need it when Shallan confronted her was SO COOL

Also that this other world in which they use to soul cast is just really sick in general

Syl my beloved, that is all

Dalinar in general is just such an interesting man like holy shit, dude gave away his own shard blade for the bridge men which, hell yeah, AND the visions I still feel don’t connect too well HOWEVER still excited to read more

Just a general note but, GOSH I love the way all of the pieces came together so cleanly and a lot of the questions led to some wonderful answers, however I know there are still more it’s just, yeah I’m completely in love with this series now

Words of Radiance (so far):

Oh my god it just gets worse

Jasnah and Shallan are finally going to the shattered planes yippee!

NOOOOOO JASNAH

Gaslight Gatekeep Girlboss Shallan hell yeah

Kaladin is not a horse girl, damn

This dude just got flung around like a flag that had me DYING

Oh no Shallan backstory /pos

SHE DOES HAVE A SHARD BLADE YES

Shallan’s and Kaladins reactions to each other are pure gold omg

Switching between Kaladin and Shallan in a single chapter?! Oh god some bad stuff is happening

YEP THATS NOT GOOD

Both Syl and Pattern freaking out probably isn’t very good

Aaand Kaladin can heal his dead arm with stormlight?!

Okay I kinda figured they could both see the “other world” but in different ways and I think that’s awesome omg

And that’s all I have for now until I listen again on Monday! Would y’all want to see me make more update posts like this? This was kinda fun actually so, let me know :D