#|| five posts. five posts loki. fucking. five.

[rotlausttrefell]

“I’m getting the chocolate for me, and the lollipops we can give to the kids.”

Halloween / autumn

"My beautiful, my beloved, my one and only Moon in my dark sky; what sweets will I get?"

Loki raised a brow, looking slightly offended at Sigyn's decision. A smirk started to spread on his face as he leaned closer to Sigyn's right ear, his voice dropping to a deep purr as he spoke next.

"Shall I eat you, hmm?"

[teh-nos]

tbh i think a lot of the teddypine shippers are catastrophising and almost trying to talk themselves into a state where they made it all up and the bbc/amazon must have lied to them in some way. going "i didn't make that up!!!" in an angry and somewhat terrified tone but no you did not make that up. i think we are placing too much on kissing and suddenly tearing the whole thing down because the proof some random homophobic reddit guy might demand is not available so all the evidence becomes somehow fake.

it's weird. i get the anxiety, but it's fucking weird. and a bit concerning, cos it feels like i'm watching someone hitting themself.

[virgil-upinthestars]

loki tv show: here's our key lime pie! isn't it so pretty?

south floridians:

[mysweetrisa]

WELCOME TO PARIS! — vivian hugo

SYNOPSIS: A one week trip to Paris, five stops and one goal in mind. Get the most show stopping photos ever. However, your plans instantly crumble when you’re unknowingly made the target of a certain trio's antics— or in which Hugo, Loki and Charles decide to photobomb you in all your photos. CONTENT: 1.9k words, vivian hugo x fem!reader, mild swearing, hugo is already into reader, crackfic, not proofread. AUTHORS NOTE: happy hundredth post!!! hugo will be having the honor of being the character for it lol. this entire fic is an attempt at humor, i'm not shakespeare tho so do not expect any peak literature, just cliterature. made and served from the heart. ♡

FIRST STOP: THE EIFFEL TOWER

The goal was to end up with an iconic nighttime picture of yourself in front of the Eiffel tower— and that’s what you received…sort of.

You’re standing in the middle of the frame looking mesmerizing, your hair is perfect, outfit fashionable and makeup on point. On paper it would’ve been the ideal picture, if only it weren’t for the random dude in the background staring straight into the camera lens.

With the blankest stare mind you.

You squint at the picture, judging and breaking down his entire being.

His hair is of a maroon colour with black in the back and he’s tall, ridiculously tall and huge (and hot), but what pisses you off the most— besides the two guys next to him, throwing up stupid signs is the fact that he’s wearing flip flops!

His toes…are ruining the entire shot.

You strain your jaw, gripping your phone with such strength you wouldn't be surprised if it cracked.

SECOND STOP: THE LOUVRE

The Louvre, apparently a former royal palace turned museum, was your second destination. 

You chuckle to yourself. This is the perfect place for some memorable shots, especially for a few that’ll go up on your ig and definitely make you look cultured. 

Determined, you approach a painting. It’s pretty, but not that interesting. Still, you continue standing there, appreciating and analyzing it (you’re not getting the vision) when suddenly, a guy with short black hair in a buzzcut walks up to you. He looks oddly familiar, you note.

“Tourist?” He asks, in a thick french accent. 

Oh he’s definitely a local.

You nod your head. “Yeah.” When suddenly, a thought pops up in your head, this is the perfect chance to ask him to snap some pictures for you—well it would’ve been if he hadn’t opened his mouth.

“So what do you think of this portrait?” His eyes are locked on the painting, finger to his chin as if he were thinking deeply about the painter's intention. You force yourself to suppress a groan.

A few grueling minutes later of you having to humor him, patiently listening to him blabber on about the direction of the brush strokes and the biblical symbolism of the painting you interrupt him. “Could I trouble you to take some pictures for me with the painting?”

Hope that was polite enough.

A mysterious grin spreads across his face. “Okay.” He thumbs up.

You furrow a brow at his excitement towards taking a picture but shrug it off.

When you're done, the man disappears as quickly as he appeared, leaving you only the pictures he took of you to remember him by. However, you blink. Two guys, one looking into the camera with the most lifeless eyes ever while the other is making an ugly face stood behind you in the photos.

They’re the ones from yesterday’s photos. Except this time— one is missing.

That being that one local you just spoke too.

You click your tongue, rolling your eyes completely pissed at the situation.

What the fuck is going on?!

THIRD STOP: VERSAILLES

The opulent palace Versailles, famous for its luxurious architecture and history, was your third destination, and it seems like it was the same for many others.

You look around as your tour guides blabber about the french revolution and its history. “Ludwig the 16th…blah blah… Marie Antoniette…yada dada..” Your gaze lands on a strange looking boy in the crowd of tourists.

He’s obviously wearing a wig, and a fake mustache. His clothes are also way too big for him.

The strangest thing of all though, is that he doesn’t stop glancing at you and every time your eyes meet he starts giggling— quietly— to himself.

The tour guide finally finishes his speech about the palace and the crowd disperses, studying the lavish place themselves with the tour guide occasionally chiding in with a small comment here and there. 

Deciding to look around yourself as well as you walk around the room. You notice that the boy is following you, still giggling to himself.

“Excuse me.” You turn. It’s clear that he wasn’t expecting you to talk to him, evident with the way his eyes widened but you pride yourself on being unpredictable. “Is something the matter? You keep on laughing to yourself so I thought you had something you wanted to say.”

You watch as the boy (who’s obviously a teenager by the way) fumble with his words. “Oh no– I was just– I didn’t mean to–”

“Mean to what?” You interrupt.

The boy, whose wig is hanging on by a thread, opens his mouth only to close it again.

“C’mon, spit it out. I don’t have all day on me.”

“I just thought you looked really pretty…” He mumbles, his eyes darting around the room.

That sentence alone lifts your spirits up so high someone might’ve thought you ascended to the heavens. “Really?!” Your eyes sparkle.

The boy seems to catch onto this. “Y-yeah.” He begins. “You need to take some pictures of yourself, y’know? To save the memory or whatever they say.”

Blinded by his flattery, you give in. “You’re so right, could you take them for me?” Your confidence is through the roof by now.

“Of course.” And with that, the boy snaps a bunch of photos of you. Posing in all sorts of weird and funny ways, with all sorts of angles. You bet that 10 minutes passed when he handed you back your phone.

“Bathroom break!” He shouts before running off.

Weird…

Ignoring him, you scroll through the pictures.

Your jaw drops.

In the background of every single one there are two dudes, mockingly copying your poses and worse of all is that they’re going all the way with it, sticking out their hips, pouting their lips— making fun of you basically. One of them has a buzzcut and the other burgundy hair (and a dead stare).

That’s the guy from yesterday!?

You slump down to the floor.

I’ve been tricked again…

FOURTH STOP: THE PARIS CATACOMBS

Either you were on something or onto something when you wrote the paris catacombs down on your itinerary.

This place has to be haunted. There are literally skulls and bones decorating the walls.

You’re not even sure if the fact that you’re exploring the underground maze alone is a good thing or a bad thing.

“I swear if I die down here I’m going to curse those guys who’re always photobombing me.”

That’s when you hear it.

A low and deep voice whispering in your ear “Curse…” You slowly turn around, heartbeat thumping against your chest. “Curse those guys…” You make eye-contact with it.

A skull is speaking.

A piercing shrill escapes you and you bolt straight towards the exit, screaming simultaneously when something large slithers up your arm. 

A hand.

“Let go of me!” You shout, pushing the hand off you and speeding up. Nevertheless, despite your efforts, you’re still caught in the strong embrace of the ghost…?

Your thrashing is useless, a pitiful attempt at fleeing his hold on you. A warm breath pricks your ear. “Relax,” The same voice from earlier speaks, now sounding oddly human. “Prank, it was just a prank we do for tourists.

“Oh.” You stop in his arms, feet dangling above the ground. “Oh.”

He gently sets you down and you realize that he was just wearing a fake skull. “And now, time for the commemorative photo every visitor gets.” He reaches out his hand, probably wanting your phone.

You shudder at the thought of taking a photo. “Sorry, I have trauma when it comes to cameras and stuff…”

He swipes your phone out of your back pocket. “No you don’t.”

You perk an eyebrow at that. Who is he deciding that for you?

“Now pose.” He instructs before pressing the camera button on your phone. You listen and pose, albeit hesitantly. The slow pace he takes photos irks you for some reason though. The guy presses the camera button, waits five seconds and then asks “done?” Before taking the next.

After a few photos and him accidentally closing your phone, making you have to press in your password over and over again he hands you back your phone.

You look at photos, praying that nothing's wrong with them when–

Your eyes light up.

“They’re perfect!” You exclaim in joy. There are no weirdos in the background ruining it and you look creepy good. You look up at the scare actor, thanking him for the photos (they’re all blurry and unfocused but at least not photobombed).

However, he’s nowhere to be seen… Just like that local, and the teenage boy. Wasn’t there a third guy with them? You decide to take a closer look.

And there it is.

You zoom in and two faces, familiar faces by the way, come into view. This time, they’re lighting up their faces with a flashlight in an eerie manner, creepily smiling.

You groan. “Photobombed again…”

FINAL STOP: STADE DE FRANCE (NATIONAL STADIUM)

A friendly game between France’s national teams versus The Netherlands’ national team during your one week trip?

Of course you had to buy yourself a ticket to the game.

You weave through the electric crowd of fans. Both sides waving banners, shouting chants and wearing clothes with their countries colors on them. You chuckle at the enthusiasm. and take a seat, sipping away at your drink. 

It’s cool, perfect for this heat you note.

The cheering turns into deafening roars, and that’s when you know that the players have entered the pitch. You strain your eyes, trying to catch a look at the players but your seat from all the way at the back makes it hard and you soon give up.

The pre-match formalities go on, they enter the pitch, line up, sing their national anthem and then toss a coin with the team captains from both sides walking up to the referee. Even from your shitty seat, the second you see France’s captain it’s unmistakable, it’s him. The local.

Your eyes quickly flicker across the field, in search of the other two guys. If he’s here, then the other two must also be here. His black eyes are already on you before you even find him, they were already on you before you even realized Loki was the team captain, before you even took your seat or your sip. Even from all the way on the pitch he could see you. Clear as day, sipping your drink after not having been able to see anything from your trashy seat.

He could’ve gotten you a VIP lounge if you just asked him yesterday, in the catacombs that is. Not that you would’ve known who he was to even ask that though.

Hugo observes the way your eyes grow in size when you recognize him and Charles. The latter jumping up and down waving at you, which has the crowd naturally thinking it’s for them. “No, not you guys!” Charles whines, “her!”

Your finger flies up, an accusatory point towards Hugo. “You!”

That’s him! The slow bastard you met in the catacombs yesterday, the one who held you real tight, whispered in your ear and took photos of you under the pretense of being a little gift for tourists.

Hugo smirks and turns around, getting into position. When the whistle blows he makes a mental note to score one or two goals in your name. As a sorry if you will.

“It’s only right I apologize for ruining your photos, right?”

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[riccyyvalz]

the podcaster!kaiser special - ブルーロック

summary ᧔࿔᧓ kaiser has been seeing things that is testing his patience. why is it that the sports world is being completely tainted with love and relationships? and why is it that all these soccer players are bringing it to reddit? kaiser needs some answers. check out his podcast; “The Blue Rose Blooms Again.” (+ smau bonus at the end)

content ᧔࿔᧓ smau/typed, crack crack crack, suggestive, cussing, manga spoilers, dark humour, inc*l behaviour, might be ooc, DEAD DOVE LEGIT DEAD DOVE, fem!reader

guest stars ᧔࿔᧓ YOU 👀, bunny iglesias, vivien hugo, julien loki, sae itoshi, teddy knight, + yoichi isagi, alexis ness

M.K | welcome back to all things simple and concise. My podcast. Tonight’s a special kind of night, where I’ve taken the liberty to talk with the person who dated not one. . . not two. . . but three New-Gen 11 stars. Y/N L/N.

The camera had pointed to Y/N, who was smiling professionally. This was an alleged moment of one of Michael Kaiser’s several cracks.

Y/N | Hello.

M.K | Would you consider yourself a slut?

Y/N had widened their eyes, completely unprepared for the instant vulgarity.

Y/N | Oh. . . No?

M.K | Oh yeah? Well. . .

Kaiser had waved a hand, a signal Y/N was completely unaware of. And with the wave of his hand, a member of the production team brought out. . .

Vivien Hugo.

He took a seat on the empty chair next to Y/N.

M.K | Hugo.

V.H | Kaiser.

M.K | Ever since seeing your Reddit post I never felt more disappointed.

V.H | We all have our paths to walk. Just because us two have different paths doesn’t just mean you can justify having the reaction you did.

Y/N awkwardly sat there. Kaiser was visibly furious now, while Hugo was blinking blankly.

M.K | Shut the fuck up! Just tell this piece of shit here that they are a slut.

V.H | Oh. . . you.

Hugo’s eyes visibly darkened when he looked more in Y/N’s direction — a reminder of their past relationship that ended after he discovered Y/N’s secret collection of porn.

V.H | You. . .

Y/N | —Okay, what’s this all about?? To just slutshame me on camera? That’s misogynistic as fuck!

M.K | Shut up! It doesn’t matter if the person is actually a slut. In which you fucking are.

Y/N had sat up abruptly, slamming the desk. Kaiser got up and did the same. Hugo sat there, merely two black holes for eyes

Y/N | You damn prick! I’ll end your life!

Suddenly, the tension had shifted dramatically upon the gut churning appearance of Julien Loki himself, who appeared to be uninvited. No one dared to say a thing, since his aura was that paralyzing.

Y/N, Kaiser, and Hugo turn their heads to him.

J.L | Everyone! Stop!

M.K | How did you get in the studio?!

The tension in the room was at an all time high. Michael Kaiser’s veins were throbbing at his temples, Vivien Hugo looked at Loki with wide eyes, and Y/N had their face in their hands.

J.L | I came to warn Hugo this is a bad idea.

V.H | Julien, I do not understand?

Kaiser was livid, his teeth clenched and face red.

M.K | Loki! Get out of here before—

J.L | Kaiser, please, close your mouth. Now, Hugo, allow me to propose five facts to you that I hope will be of use for you to understand you have to leave.

V.H | And that is?

The eye contact between the two Frenchies sizzled like ironed waffles. Kaiser was frozen. Y/N was now staring with their jaw agape.

J.L | . . . Tsk. Forget it. Hugo . . . Just . . . Come with me.

Hugo rushed to stand from his chair.

V.H | J-Julien? Are you . . .

But Kaiser interjected the suffocating and for some reason erotic interaction.

M.K | Enough! Both of you, get the hell out! I’m literally fucking disgusted!

Loki and Hugo didn’t need to be told another time. They gave their final nods and waves before languidly exiting the set room.

Y/N | Um . . .

M.K | Tsk. Whatever.

Kaiser sat back down, pinching the bridge of his nose, strikingly frustrated.

AD BREAK!

The studio was in relatively good shape. It was as if nothing had ever happened. No strange Julien/Vivien interaction, and no angry Kaiser.

M.K | Okay, well that didn’t go as planned. Anyway, Y/N, the public has some questions for you.

Y/N | . . . Yes?

M.K | About the Sae and Bunny situation.

Y/N had stilled, unprepared.

Y/N | Yeah . . . about that . . .

M.K | You do know this just furthers the idea that you’re a good for nothing slut?

Y/N | I am not no fucking slut!

M.K | Yes you fucking are!

Tension spiked in the studio once again.

Y/N | Jesus fucking christ! Hop off my dick!

M.K | How about you hop off other boys’ dicks first?

Y/N | Fuck! Can I just leave? I don’t even wanna be here anymore!

M.K | You can’t. The papers you signed make sure of that.

Y/N | What!

M.K | Stupid bitch. Did you not even read the forms?

Y/N | I didn—

M.K | Whatever. Production, bring in the next boy.

Kaiser did the waving hand signal again. Y/N had widened their eyes, confused.

Then. . .

Sae Itoshi.

Y/N audibly gasped.

Sae Itoshi took a seat.

M.K | I’m honestly surprised you agreed to this, Itoshi.

S.I | It’s because things still need to be sorted out.

Y/N | Sae—

S.I | It’s Itoshi.

M.K | Yikes. I guess this is what happens when you think you can take two dicks at once . . .

Y/N was visibly malfunctioning. Kaiser took this opportunity to be even more . . . well, him.

M.K | So, Itoshi, tell us what your thoughts were when it was publicly revealed you were being cucked?

S.I | I was disappointed.

M.K | And Y/N, how did you feel when Bunny revealed your guys’ relationship on Reddit?

Y/N stood up abruptly, their hip hitting the mic. The impact sounded in everyone’s headphones. Sae even visibly grimaced.

Y/N | This is all very invasive to be putting my exes in my face one by one!

M.K | This is literally what you signed up for you stupid fucking bitch!

S.I | This is getting ridiculous. . .

M.K | Tsk. What’s ridiculous is that you were getting cheated on and didn’t even know. And it was Bunny of all people you were being cheated on with.

The corner of Sae’s lip twitched.

S.I | That’s neither here nor there. . .

M.K | Bitch, are you serious? That’s the only the reason I invited you! To talk about this!

Itoshi had straightened up in his seat more, a slight scowl appearing across his features.

S.I | Y/N. I do sometimes wish bad things to happen to you.

The raw confession shocked everyone in the room. Except for Kaiser.

M.K | Hah! Hilarious! See? Y/N, everyone hates you.

Y/N | That’s not very nice, Itoshi.

S.I | I don’t fucking care. . .

Y/N | Look, I’m sorry I hurt your feelings, but—

Itoshi abruptly stood up.

S.I | No. The truth is that you thrive off of being in the centre of drama. You love playing with the hearts of others because it is the only thing that gives you meaning in your pathetic life.

Gasps from the production team got picked up from the mics. Y/N widened their eyes, their jaw dropping.

S.I | And also, fucking Bunny of all people? That guy? Tsk. Tepid.

M.K | Okay, Itoshi. Let’s not start crying over a female.

S.I | I wasn’t going to start crying. I just pointed out what was true.

M.K | Y/N, I have a very important and urgent question; would you get with Rin Itoshi, Sae’s little brother?

Itoshi’s eyes visibly widened, his whole expression shifting to something of intense shock.

S.I | Bringing my family into this now?

Y/N | I . . . Maybe I would. . .

And then Itoshi audibly gasped.

S.I | What the fuck?! The audacity!

Y/N | Sae, listen, I’m just a wo—

S.I | For fuck’s sake. I’m getting out of here. Have fun being a whore.

M.K | What?! Are you serious! First Hugo and now you?

Itoshi was already pacing out of the studio, his body simmering with unspoken tension. Y/N and Kaiser watched his departing figure before turning and facing each other.

M.K | Well, anyway. That was a dud. You’re dick repellant.

Y/N | No I’m not. Itoshi and I just haven’t had a proper conversation since the incident.

M.K | As a female, don’t you think you should know your place? Instead of the streets, maybe doing something productive like your boyfriend’s laundry?

Y/N | YOU STUPID FUCK!—

AD BREAK!

The studio seemed relatively polished. Ever since Y/N almost launched themself at Kaiser, the production team needed everyone to take 10.

Now, Kaiser and Y/N were back in their seats.

M.K | It’s important for people to know a couple things about biological dynamics.

Y/N | What?

M.K | You, as a female, don’t understand your place. You cheat on men, despite the fact that men are designed to be stronger and more logically adept. It’s like you run on emotion. Which is a common thing among females — but still an annoyance.

Y/N | What the fuck are you even saying??

M.K | I’m saying you’re annoying and too prideful. You could get your shit rocked anytime, any moment.

Y/N | Are you threatening violence on your own podcast?

M.K | So what? Fans will love me anyway.

Y/N | You’re a piece of shit.

M.K | Tell me something I don’t know.

Then, Kaiser did another wave of his hand. Y/N immediately stiffened, like they’ve been pavlov’d by Kaiser’s hand signal.

And of course, the worst thing happened. Not one, but two New-Gen 11 Stars came into the studio.

Bunny Iglesias and Teddy Knight.

They took their seats beside Y/N.

Y/N | Oh my fucking God.

B.I | Hello everyone.

T.K | Hi I’m Teddy Knight.

B.I | You don’t have to introduce yourself, Teddy, everyone knows who you are.

Y/N | Can we just get this over with?

Bunny’s demeanour instantly shifted at the sound of Y/N’s voice. He angled his head to get a better view of their face.

B.I | You say that about a lot of things, don’t you?

Y/N | Please. I’ve had enough punchings for the day.

M.K | Well, you have a punchable face.

Y/N | And you have an attitude problem.

M.K | I’m sure.

Y/N | Also, why is Teddy Knight here? I literally have no relation with him whatsoever.

T.K | Bunny might’ve needed the support.

M.K | What are you Bunny? A little kid? Why do you need emotional support?

B.I | Don’t we all?

M.K | . . . Whatever. Bunny, tell Y/N what has been on your mind. Ever since the two of you broke up.

Bunny cleared his throat, ready to speak. Teddy shifted in his seat, prepared to give Bunny support. For some reason.

B.I | Y/N I’ve always been a guy to see the bigger picture. So truthfully, breaking up with you was probably one of the best things that could’ve happened to me. I don’t have use for your negative energy.

The room fell silent for a few moments.

Y/N | Oh. . . wow.

T.K | What Bunny is trying to say is that you’re a waste of energy.

Y/N | Yeah I knew that.

M.K | It’s about time we start wrapping things up—

Y/N | Bunny. Being with you was one of the happiest times in my life. I’ll never forget us.

Bunny didn’t speak for many beats after that. In fact, he began sniffling, bordering on. . . crying??

B.I | It’s . . . It’s just so hard being me. . .

M.K | Are we fucking serious right now?

Teddy began stroking Bunny’s back softly, comforting him.

T.K | Bunny needs space, I think.

M.K | No, Bunny is a grown ass man crying over a female who doesn’t give a shit about him.

Y/N | Hey!—

M.K | Iglesias, you’re not just some fucking crumb on the sidewalk. You’re an elite soccer star with hundreds of thousands of eyes on you. Crying over females is weak male behaviour, and I’m not gonna FUCKING stand for it.

B.I | Huh?

M.K | You’re better off locking in and focusing on what actually counts in life. Saves you from looking weak and pathetic like you do right now.

Bunny’s tears weren’t stopping, however.

B.I | I am allowed to feel things

M.K | Sure, but as a man you aren’t allowed to show them. Simple.

Bunny quickly stood from his chair. Teddy followed Bunny’s actions.

B.I | No! I can do what I want! And matter of fact, this piece of shit podcast is one of the things I want to do the least!

M.K | Literally what?

T.K | Bunny’s saying that—

B.I | I’m gone. Bye.

Bunny stormed off crying, making Teddy rush to follow.

Once again, the studio only contained Kaiser and Y/N.

M.K | You know, Y/N, it’s not really normal for people to have the reactions that they have when they see you.

Y/N | I feel terrible.

M.K | That’s the point.

AD BREAK!

The studio was crisp and professional, and Y/N and Kaiser sat across from each other.

M.K | I think this about wraps up today’s episode. And Y/N, would you say you learned your lesson?

Y/N | There wasn’t any lesson for me to even learn.

M.K | It’s not just anyone who somehow has three exes that’re all New-Gen 11 stars. And it’s not just anyone who plays with those stars’ hearts.

Y/N | I’m not a bad guy—

M.K | It’s fascinating, honestly. Your face isn’t that remarkable, and your clothes are hideous. So what’s the attraction?

Y/N | Hey! Asshole!

M.K | You turned Vivien Hugo gay, you made Sae Itoshi yell, and you made Bunny Iglesias cry. How am I the asshole here?

Y/N | Tsk. Maybe go and ask Reddit.

Suddenly, the vibes shifted.

Kaiser giggled.

At a woman’s joke.

M.K | Hmph. Okay Y/N, maybe I will.

Y/N | Is the episode over yet? Can I leave?

THE END. . .

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a//n okay… um guys what do we truly think bcs i think my mind has fully rotted in the process of making this. im now a zombie. i feel dirty i feel rotten and the colours are all flat. um anyway ill probably never make anything like this again also alpha male kaiser is my new drug. also i promise to make something funnier tmr 🤫 kaiser r/aita?!!?

[bobur-the-berry-guy]

Two of hearts!.ೃ aka how to tell the blue lock men are into you, pt.3!

• I'm constantly in and out of writer's block, do forgive my posting inconsistency.. requests are open tho...

Pt.1!Rin, Sae, Shidou, Charles, Loki !

Pt. 2!Isagi, Bachira, Reo, Nagi, Chigiri, Kunigami !

Ft. Ness, Kaiser, Karasu, Hiori, Yukimiya, Otoya.ᐟ ← you're here.ᐟ⋆˚࿔

*ೃ You'd think Ness would know he's into you as soon as his brain gets even the slightest hint of being attracted to anyone, but that's bullshit. He seems like the type to be oblivious until he psychically cannot be anymore. His way of attaching to people seems to be absolutely repulsed by everyone until suddenly he's got a magnet up his ass pointing to someone. He's used to being with Kaiser, sure, but being around you seems as familiar as it is.. different. He's all giddy and happy and he wants you to want to be around him, but it's so weird really. He's feeling all clammy and he can feel his face twitching trying to hold back a smile, his throat closing up mid-laugh because you're laughing with him. He can psychically feel his face getting all hot and pink, and he realizes there may be a problem. Which, he will ignore in the name of being friends. He's content like that, because the whole picture just hasn't hit him yet. It does hit him a little while later with the force of a school bus full of kids, which is enough to put him on his knees and have him chewing his lip off. Oof, it's gonna be a few rough months...

more under the cut!

Which, unexpectedly, aren't all that bad. Getting used to knowing he's head over heels for you isn't easy for him because he feels like his heart is trying to leap out of his chest and run to you, but he's getting used to it within a month. After that follows what i can only describe as the closest thing you'd get to courting from anyone on this planet. Or one of these otome game characters. He wants to be around you all of the time and he looks like a kicked puppy if you refuse to hang out, but he'll understand. Just tell him when you can hang out next, okay? Oh, by the way, he got you that thing you were talking about. Of course he'd remember, how could he not? He may be a little overwhelming, but he means well. And he'll listen if you tell him to back off for the most part. He'll tweak in silence, but he'll give you your space. He just needs reassurance.. a whole lot of it. It's so clear he's basically melting in your presence. Staring at you with that lovesick look, all dreamy-eyed and with that tiny soft smile, it's genuinely impossible not to notice. He's gonna wait for you to say anything about it, but if it seems like you're the type to wait the other person to initiate that, he's more than happy to! He needs to know if you'll let him be yours, after all.

*ೃ Holy fucking shit, you have my condolences if Kaiser is the one into you. I actually don't know if i should be condolancing you or him, because my guy is going trough it. Full-blown five stages of grief. I'm not kidding. The second he realizes he actually wants to be with you he's denying it to you, to Ness, to himself and to his mama. He's not putting himself trough the pain of yearning. Which is followed by anger, mainly at himself. Since when is he actually going after people? Matter of fact, how the fuck did you catch his attention?! It's probably not like that, he's just reading himself wrong.. no, yeah definitely. He's just imagining things. Exactly the thought process he has during bargaining, which is also why he's probably stuck on that stage the longest. But it isn't too long though, because the depression follows. Why is this happening to him.. what did he do to deserve it? Why do you have him whining and bitching and moaning like that? After some of the aforementioned bitching and moaning, he's giving himself a swift kick to the ass because he saw you having a perfectly normal conversation with another man and he's decided! He's never whining anymore! He's going after your ass, and i hope you're prepared. This guy is.. i don't even have the vocabulary to summarise it.

He starts off fumbling aggressively. He's so damn cocky and arrogant, you'd think he's flirting with himself while he's trying to show off for you to see he's absolutely the one and only best choice for you. When he realizes that dickriding himself won't work as well as he imagined, he's trying a different method. Convincing you it's your idea to be with him. I mean, you'd look so good next to him together, don't you think? You'd make a great couple, you match perfectly. If he somehow concludes that he's not absolutely fumbling it again, he's gonna start trying to act like your boyfriend before even making it official. He's taking you out on a date 1 on 1 hang out, he's paying for whatever you buy, he's taking you to this restaurant because it's just too good for you not to try, and also he thinks that outfit looks just as good on you. Maybe he'd prefer it off of you, who knows. Maybe you'd know if he stopped beating around the bush and just spat it out already. He's gonna be peacocking for a good month or two, maybe three if you're that mysterious, but after that he's spilling it. He's been patient enough. Hopefully you've made it clear to him that you want him back earlier.

*ೃ My babygirl Karasu, he's so damn oblivious to his own feelings when it comes to romance. No, actually, the word isn't oblivious - it's avoidant. Not avoiding you, not at all. Avoiding his own horrid crush while it grows and grows and it's not just a simple crush anymore. He's so down bad it hurts. But he's so damn convinced he doesn't have a chance - he isn't particularly outstanding as far as he's aware, so why would you want him anyway? If he doesn't have a chance, he doesn't need to even try his luck. Which is a spiral that goes down so bad he would've much preferred to just spit it out and have you reject him to get it over with. But he doesn't do it. Why? Because he's almost convinced himself he doesn't want you, so he doesn't do shit about it. He can't quite pinpoint when he gave up on deluding himself into not being into you, but he very well remembers when he decided to actually do something about it.

And it's not like he did that something right away to begin with. He decided he's gonna go slow and lay it on little by little, just to test how much you'll let him integrate himself into your life like that. He's gonna try to hang around you more and text you, but it's nothing really out of the ordinary. Then he pushes it up a notch and tries to get you to hang out with him more often, maybe 1 on 1? You could go watch that new movie, you know.. since he's smart and he knows which questions to ask, he's quickly learning what you're into and he's milking it. If he's into the same stuff, then great! You have something more in common. Though if he doesn't know much about it, maybe you could tell him, he likes listening to you, you know? Which brings me back to the fact he's smart, or rather has a smartass mouth. It's never-ending roasting and bickering with him, but it's so fun. He's trying to see how much you can dish it back out to him, and the more you do the more down bad he is. He seems like the type to like being put in his place every now and then.. ahem. He's gonna take his sweet time trying to get you under his spell, but at least then he's sure he's not letting his chance slip by just because he's chickened out.

*ೃ Now, contrary to Karasu, Hiori is genuinely really fucking slow when it comes to his own feelings. Courtesy to his amazing parents. It's not like he knows he wants you and he's trying to convince himself he doesn't! He really, truly takes a while to come to that conclusion. He knows he feels safe around you and likes to spend time with you, and that even other than the fact you treat him so kindly you're overall a great person. He just assumes it's normal to feel a bit more nervous around you, since you're so good. And to want to spend as much time with you as possible. And to think about you often. To even fall asleep thinking about cuddling into you.. no, wait. That's kinda weird. It's friendly, don't get him wrong, it's just,, a bit too friendly? That has him actually considering his feelings towards you. Is this as platonic as he thinks, or is there something more? He's gonna wait it out for a little while, to see if it's a one-off thing or there's some other things that add up. And there's a pattern. A consistent one at at. It's like everything he does and all he thinks somehow ends up pointing him to the same direction like a compass, with you being the north pole of it. He's fucked.

That realization has him pulling away for a bit. He's gonna wipe his hands off with his parents and say it's a bit overwhelming and that's why he needs space, while he's really processing his feelings. He's laying in his bed, staring at his ceiling in the middle of the night, listening to music like he's in a dramatic scene of a movie. Sometimes, he stops his playlist to play whatever voice messages you've sent him to feel that weird pump his heart makes - constricting enough to feel the blood surge in and out. He's not as bold as some of the previous people mentioned, but he acts quicker than them after he comes to his senses. And he starts off by trying to figure out if you want anyone. He plays it smart, he can find how to get to that topic just fine. If he figures he has even the slightest chance, he's taking it. He's gonna do two or three small couple-y things to see if you'll let him. Think having matching phone charms or sharing a playlist. While it can be purely friendly, it can also not be. He doesn't have the heart to keep his feelings to himself for too long anyway, so he might as well have a bit stronger push to spill it quicker.

*ೃ Surprisingly or not, Yukimiya is one of the most aware people in there. He knows he's starting to fall for you from the start of it, but he doesn't take it too seriously. He doesn't expect it to grow much, you know? He expects his attraction to be fleeting, gone with the breeze. He starts to actually think about it when he realizes it's not gone. Like, at all. Matter of fact, his crush is grown. It's not something just popping in and out of his peripheral vision anymore, now it's always there, right by his side, close enough to make his thoughts hazy. Even then, he's stubborn enough to see if it's actually gonna go anywhere beyond a simple crush. Which, by then, he already expects it to. He just wants to indulge a little bit. By the time he's just staring at you silently with that lovesick look and heavy eyes and head all tilted, propped on his hand, he isn't even surprised. He expected it, really. He just didn't expect how strongly he'd feel it, ever-present and almost blinding.

He knows how to flirt and he knows how to get on people's good side, he's charismatic enough for that. But.. but! Hear me out!! He's so dorky when he's in love. He doesn't mean to come off like that, really. He's trying to be suave and elegant, but something happens that just ruins the vibe he was going for. It's not like he's gonna let that stop him for trying, but it's gonna be one of these embarrassing thoughts that come into his head late at night when he can't sleep. Like when he was out with you and he was talking about god knows what, trying to look cool, and he hit a pole. And then apologised to said pole, thinking it was a person. Or when you were in a cafe and you were giving him your drink to try, and he got so flustered he choked on it and let out a weird choking sound, akin to that bald guy from lord of the rings. He has his goof moments, he really does. But he gets so flustered around you that he loses his composure enough to fumble like that. It has his glasses fogging up. Even then, even trough his glasses fogged from shame and the heat of his face, you'll see that lovesick look. Just don't mention it, he'd like to be the one to confess.. when he finds a good moment to.

*ೃ How do you even get Otoya to be genuinely into you. Like, deadass. For the sake of this, I'll have to say that he's into you enough not to cheat. That doesn't mean he won't fumble and fuck around to find out. He's so bad with this. Never in his life has he actually been into someone. Not for more than a couple of weeks, let alone for a few months consistently. So when he realizes he's into you, he doesn't pay it much mind. He shoots his shot, and said shot is probably turned down as quickly as it was thrown your way. Which, fine, it is what it is. He won't stay up thinking about it. But he does. He thinks about it a lot. He thinks about you a lot. Consistently. Consistently enough that spark he gets from flirting around dies down, and it's not fun anymore. You're the only fun one. You're the only person that gives him that familiar thump in his chest. And he realized that his womanizer days are over if he wants it to work.

He's spending months trying to win you over. Everything from words to action and back. He focuses all romantic attention towards you and you only, which is gonna be real overwhelming in the beginning. He's clear about what he wants and if he's set on it he absolutely won't give up. More so, he makes a show of only paying attention to you. He'll start deliberately ignoring other girls, he's removing any trace of whatever chick he was with previously from his social media, maybe even reposting some lowkey dramatic tiktoks about wanting "that one special person". I don't know if you're more surprised at his efforts or he himself. He's still amazed he's capable of being into one person for so long, but that's not gonna stop him. Neither will his cringeworthy attempts at flirting. He wants that cookie bad, and best believe he's not giving up anytime soon.

As always, requests are open!.ೃ࿐

[jungkoode]

the strings theory | bts x reader | MCU

seven heroes, infinite possibilities—every choice pulls a different string in the cosmic web

cr: banners by @eerieedits / @shadowkoo | written by @jungkoode

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genre: Marvel AU (each member is a superhero), smut, fluff, angst.

warnings: in each masterlist. rating: explicit, 18+. all contain smut.

— started writing: August 3rd.

— finished writing/posted: November 1st.

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you're the journalist determined to find the man behind korea's perfect shield. namjoon's discovering that the hardest battles aren't against villains—they're against falling again for his ex, whose job is questioning everything. even what he does at 2am, apparently. featuring: incisive interviews, the uniform stays on, and videotaping sex with some horribly intense yearning.

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korea's first female president just got a new bodyguard. he's hydra's deadliest operative sent to spy on everything you do. too bad he looks way too fucking good in those jeans and global pressure is not making matters any easier. featuring: political chess games, oh no there was only one bed, and jimin realizing some missions end up being more than he bargained for (because how did you end up with your bodyguard fingering you to relax you???)

[mentalatm]

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