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bakerstreet2016-09-19 08:16 am
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[The kid who sends the 'Get out of my School' note to his crush.]
[In the dead of the night those feelings can sort of creep up on you. Laying there, in your bed, maybe you're thinking about something pretty innocent when you rub your hand over your crotch. Maybe you're not really thinking about anything at all aside from a way to tire yourself out before you crash. But you're young, any teen takes to the lotion and kleenex once he figures out it's a good way to get something both slick and ready to clean up the mess later. But those thoughts... the really messed up ones, those are the ones that just sort of appear when you don't mean for them too.]
[Maybe that's how it happened for Bakugou too. Maybe while he was pumping off a young blow in the early hours of the night, he started to linger on thoughts a little different from the usual. To other hands on him, working him over, playing to his tune to get him to go for it, to get him nice and cooperative. Maybe he felt the lock of those binds holding down his hands, keeping him to that chair, the rush it all gave him, the rush being in a lions den gave him. Maybe those thoughts just sorta sneak into his head because he likes that sick shit, or maybe-
Maybe Shigaraki's got someone with a Quirk enough to manipulate dreams now, to really fuck Bakugou up, to make him interested in whatever way works.]
[Who knows the reason for it. For why Bakugou starts to think more and more on that creep with the hands and his patched up mates in that nondescript bar. Whatever fantasies he has is what led him to seeking out a rendezvous with the Prince of Pests himself, and Shigaraki's got a reason to comply. Maybe he really is the reason Bakugou is thinking about that stuff, maybe he's fine with Bakugou kicking his ass a little if it means he might become a little softer to him. This meet up could easily end in Shigaraki letting his ass get handed to him, but he has to show Bakugou he's willing to trust him. He's an important piece in this game after all.]
[So how ever Bakugou goes about getting his attention, it works, and they'll meet where Bakugou specifies as long as it's just the two of them. Shigaraki will even show without his entourage of hands, though of course his Father's never far, being squeezed tightly in his grip in one of his pockets.]
I've gotta say... that note was a real surprise. You wanted me to meet you, well, here I am.
[With his hood up, his face mostly covered in messy, blue white hair. It's hard to say if his smile is telling or not... but he sure seems pleased with himself.]
[Maybe that's how it happened for Bakugou too. Maybe while he was pumping off a young blow in the early hours of the night, he started to linger on thoughts a little different from the usual. To other hands on him, working him over, playing to his tune to get him to go for it, to get him nice and cooperative. Maybe he felt the lock of those binds holding down his hands, keeping him to that chair, the rush it all gave him, the rush being in a lions den gave him. Maybe those thoughts just sorta sneak into his head because he likes that sick shit, or maybe-
Maybe Shigaraki's got someone with a Quirk enough to manipulate dreams now, to really fuck Bakugou up, to make him interested in whatever way works.]
[Who knows the reason for it. For why Bakugou starts to think more and more on that creep with the hands and his patched up mates in that nondescript bar. Whatever fantasies he has is what led him to seeking out a rendezvous with the Prince of Pests himself, and Shigaraki's got a reason to comply. Maybe he really is the reason Bakugou is thinking about that stuff, maybe he's fine with Bakugou kicking his ass a little if it means he might become a little softer to him. This meet up could easily end in Shigaraki letting his ass get handed to him, but he has to show Bakugou he's willing to trust him. He's an important piece in this game after all.]
[So how ever Bakugou goes about getting his attention, it works, and they'll meet where Bakugou specifies as long as it's just the two of them. Shigaraki will even show without his entourage of hands, though of course his Father's never far, being squeezed tightly in his grip in one of his pockets.]
I've gotta say... that note was a real surprise. You wanted me to meet you, well, here I am.
[With his hood up, his face mostly covered in messy, blue white hair. It's hard to say if his smile is telling or not... but he sure seems pleased with himself.]
OOC: I don't even go here I'm just here to compliment/cry at the username
plusultrapuberty
- 2016-09-20 03:15 (UTC) - ExpandPfft. I was very hesitant about it actually. But it seems like something Kacchan would say.
boomboombitch
- 2016-09-20 15:19 (UTC) - Expand![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
[She's a teenager; she's bound be either crushing on someone or the object of somebody's crush.]
(How about Jubilee crushing on someone who's not technically a mutant? Combination of 11, 15 and possibly leading into 20 if things head that far?)
[canon and cross canon welcome!]
| [ It just didn't make sense. He couldn't even begin to understand why he kept feeling that weird fluttering in his stomach every time Lance so much as gives him that stupid goofy smile. Why he felt his face heat up when ever Lance would make a stupid quip, and why did he have to suddenly be so angry every time the idiot blue paladin would flirt with some alien chick. Of course, instead of asking anyone what does Keith do? He just sits there and seethes. He doesn't want Shiro to think that it will get in the way of their forming Voltron, he doesn't want to worry anyone. No instead he'd rather just sit and stew in his own thoughts. Face pulled into a frown as he just stared a hole into the back of Lance's head while he sat there. ] |
Mercy / Dr. Angela Ziegler✦ Overwatch ✦F/M - OTA Canonmates/ over 18
watching_over_you
2016-09-19 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[It was a rainy spring day, and Taesoo was wandering, lost.
He was having a bit of a strange day, honestly. He felt so lonely, so much of the time, and there wasn't much he could do about it. He could force himself to become visible to people, but that mostly just frightened people or scared them away. Usually he went with just using his voice first, if anything. And even then he was cautious. He'd been having bad luck since he stopped following that one couple around, and he was nervous, now, to ask for help from humans.
He wished that ghosts could be more help with what he needed.
He stops for a moment on a street corner, raising his eyes to the sky just as the sky opened up and dumped a shitton of water on him. Or would've, if he was properly human.]
He was having a bit of a strange day, honestly. He felt so lonely, so much of the time, and there wasn't much he could do about it. He could force himself to become visible to people, but that mostly just frightened people or scared them away. Usually he went with just using his voice first, if anything. And even then he was cautious. He'd been having bad luck since he stopped following that one couple around, and he was nervous, now, to ask for help from humans.
He wished that ghosts could be more help with what he needed.
He stops for a moment on a street corner, raising his eyes to the sky just as the sky opened up and dumped a shitton of water on him. Or would've, if he was properly human.]
It was his eyes. Or maybe it was his freckles. Or maybe it was that adorable nose... or the way he gestured when he spoke... or his sense of humor, his sarcasm...
Maybe it was everything. And Derek just couldn't stop watching him move. Watching him was getting to be a problem though, his heart was fluttering around in his chest and he was pretty sure that the other werewolves in the room could notice. Thank god the pack meeting was over.
Maybe... Maybe Derek should ask Stiles to stay behind so they can chat... maybe Derek would ask him to get coffee or something...
Maybe it was everything. And Derek just couldn't stop watching him move. Watching him was getting to be a problem though, his heart was fluttering around in his chest and he was pretty sure that the other werewolves in the room could notice. Thank god the pack meeting was over.
Maybe... Maybe Derek should ask Stiles to stay behind so they can chat... maybe Derek would ask him to get coffee or something...
[Nobody ever has a crush on him, but he has a thing for big guys with sunny smiles.]
[Interested in a Chinese-American firecracker having a crush on Makoto, and/or Makoto having one on Jubilee?]
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