#{{ this will be quite the shock for him then~ :3c

[gladiatorspxrked]

🌿 Guess who has no idea what mistletoe is.

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She almost couldn't quite believe what she was seeing over their helms as they paused walking. The last time she had heard about this little tradition was back during her time on Earth. She glanced up at Dreadwing wondering if he either noticed or even knew what it was.

After a moment of thought, she cleared her intake and turned to him, gently pulling him down for a kiss.

[majinbangus]

was tempted to write more of this idea of simon x single mom!reader. ty to @weemansoap for the meet cute idea. mention of past abuse/domestic violence in one paragraph, nothing graphic.

-> more here

There's a young lad that can't be more than five or six years of age crouched behind the overgrown bush near the entryway that leads to his flat complex. A strange sight to come home to after months away on deployment. One he's not sure what to make of yet, but Simon approaches, coming up on the kid's blindspot. He doesn't see any parents around. Best find out what this kid is up to.

"Oi, what're you doin' out 'ere, lad?"

The kid startles comedically, nearly falling on his rump, but he manages to catch himself before looking up at Simon, a toothy, mischievous grin on his face. "I'm gonna scare Mama!"

Simon raises an eyebrow. "Your mum doesn't know you're here?"

"No." The boy giggles. "I ran ahead while she was putting on her shoes."

"You shouldn't do that," Simon says, though not quite admonishing him. "You probably scared your mum enough pulling that stunt."

The lad frowns. "I only ran away. What's so scary about that?"

A lot of things. Simon remembers his own mother frantically calling out his name once upon a time. The fear in her eyes. The trembling grip when she finally found him again. The sobbing. The apologies. The promises to be a better mother. The pain she experienced when his father blamed her for losing track of a son he didn't care about. Pain that was Simon's fault. Pain that his father later inflicted on him.

Lots of things are scary when a child runs away. But this lad doesn't need to know the extent.

"Your mum loves you, yeah?" He waits until the kid nods, continuing, "Then it'll always scare her when you runaway. Not knowing where you are. Thinking she lost you. Would it scare you if you lost her?"

"Oh..." The kid looks at the ground, penitent. "I didn't think of it that way."

Simon grunts, studying the lad, debating with himself before deciding fuck it. He clicks his tongue twice and the lad looks up. "Which floor you live on, mate? I'll bring you back to your mum."

"3C."

Simon hums thoughtfully. That one was previously vacant last time he was here. "Right next to me."

The lad perks up. "Really?"

He nods, gesturing towards the building, ready to guide the kid back home, but a voice suddenly rings out like a shock of ice water running down his back.

"Simon, you stay right there, young man!"

For a brief- very brief- second, Simon tenses up. He hasn't heard that angry motherly tone stemmed from fear directed at him since he was a boy. Part of him feels reprimanded, as if he needs to bow his head and meekly apologize for upsetting his mother, fleeting memories of his mum scolding him flashing through his brain. But the feeling quickly dissipates when he sees you, frazzled and anxious, running towards him like an unstoppable force that reminds him of the ocean wind.

It's a stunning sight, Simon notes absently; however, he doesn't take any longer to admire the view you make running towards him. Or, well, the boy. Rather than looking at Simon, you're looking at the lad he's been talking to, a wild, worried look in your eyes the closer you get, glancing at Simon quickly, warily, then back at the boy, the look of a mother bear ready to defend her cub gracing your features, and that's when it clicks.

Ah. Simon.

Your boy's name is Simon.

Funny, that. It almost makes him snort.

The lad in question doesn't seem to register your near feral state, but Simon steps away from your wayward son as to not aggravate you any further.

"Mama, I made a friend!" Your son announces proudly once you rush up to them. "He lives next to us! In, um..."

"3A," Simon interjects when the kid falters. You glance at him in acknowledgment before turning back to your child.

"Oh? How sweet." You smile tightly at the lad, giving him a subtle once over for anything out of place, and reach out to gently tug him further away from Simon, crouching to pick him up. "It's good to make friends with the neighbors, honey, but you can't go running off like that. I was worried when you took off without warning."

The boy in your arms looks properly contrite, bowing his head and wrapping his arms around your neck, voice muffled as he apologizes, "I know. I'm sorry, Mama. I won't runaway ever again. Promise. The nice man told me you would be upset."

"Did he?" You look at Simon, gaze still guarded but there's a hint of something grateful in your eyes. "Well, he was right. I was upset, but as long as you keep your promise, you're forgiven."

His little name twin perks up, giggling and hugging you tighter. "I will! I love you, Mama."

"I love you, too, hon." You give your son a tender look, pressing a kiss to his temple, but it drops once you look at Simon, studying him with a cautious look. You hesitate for a second longer before adjusting your hold on your boy then hold a hand out, giving him your name and your gratitude. "3A? Are you new? I haven't seen you around... Regardless, thank you for keeping an eye on this one. I hope he didn't cause you any trouble."

"I travel for work." He grips your hand and gives it a squeeze, "And he didn't. Your boy's a good lad. I'm Simon."

Your eyebrows lift, mouth dropping slightly agape and hand lingering in his perhaps a tad too long before you recover, letting go, and smile sweetly at your boy who stares up at him with wide, awed eyes. "My name is Simon, too!"

You don't make a sound, but Simon can see you shake with silent laughter, your eyes sparkling for the child in your arms. He catches your eye, and you tilt your head with a hopeful, doe-eyed look for him to indulge your boy a little longer.

Ah, what the hell.

"Really?" Simon raises a disbelieving brow. "Since when?"

"Since I was born!" The boy laughs and you shoot Simon a genuine smile. "You're funny, Simon."

Oh, Johnny could tell your boy just how funny he could really be. He can already hear the groan his sergeant would give.

Don't put the poor lad through that, LT.

He's not hearing any complaints, Johnny. The lad seems to appreciates his humor. And you do too from the looks of it.

"It's a fine name, innit?"

"Uh-huh! Mama named me!"

He switches to look at you. "That right?"

Your smile turns a hint shy under his attention, but you nod with a noncommittal hum, adding nothing more to the conversation. Instead, you start your own. An abrupt, obvious dismissal. "Well, sorry to hold you up, Simon, but we should get going. This Simon needs to go school supply shopping."

Your son pouts, but otherwise doesn't complain. Good lad.

"Say goodbye to," your eyes wash over him, darting up and down, properly taking him in, "Big Simon, Simon."

A rush of amusement passes through him. That's a new one. Not the worst thing he's ever heard, but certainly accurate. He might even like it.

Big Simon tilts his head, raising a brow, and immediately you fluster at the nickname you've given him, eyes widening and head ducking down so you don't have to look him in the eyes, but it's too late to take it back. Little Simon is already waving goodbye at him.

"Bye, Simon, it was nice to meet you!"

There's a flash, and for a moment, Simon sees another young lad waving at him in another mother's arms, another Riley's voice echoing in his ear, asking him when he's gonna settle down, but then they're gone in a blink and he's looking at you and Little Simon again.

It almost makes him pause, but Simon forces them out of his mind and focuses on you and the boy in your arms.

"Nice to meet you too, kid." He gestures to you next. "Be good for your mum. She's a lovely lady, and lovely ladies deserve the best, yeah?"

Your son agrees with an enthusiastic nod, but while he remains oblivious to your flustered state, Simon feels an unfamiliar sort of satisfaction when you stutter out your own goodbyes, leaving him to ponder on things he hasn't thought of in years.

Settle down, huh? That's not for him, but looking at you and your lad...

Simon can almost see the appeal in a domestic life.

-

wrote this kinda sleepy, idk how I feel about it hope its alright tho

[rainba]

Here it is... The fic where Luka kidnaps both his darling and Kairos.

TWs/tags: human furniture, dubcon, kidnapping, slight depiction of violence, pet play, NSFW, mind break, cucking (?), dark content, use of shock collars

Reader is GN, however, there is one paragraph where the reader is gendered. The asterisk* will mark the paragraph with afab reader, and the one in parenthesis is amab. :3c)

MDNI! 18+

In one previous post, I mentioned that Kairos and Luka do live in the same universe and city– and in a few other posts, I mentioned that they’d never share their darling. If one of them tries to kidnap darling, they’ll just report the other to the police. 

Then another idea came up, a way that Luka could circumvent that predicament: Luka figures that Kairos would instantly report him if he kidnapped his darling. So… In order to stop that from happening…

Luka would kidnap both you and Kairos.

Luka’s house is definitely big enough to keep both of you. In the beginning stages, he’ll keep Kairos locked up in the attic while he keeps you in the basement. The basement is much cozier– meanwhile the attic is all dusty, hot, and muggy.

Between you and Kairos, Luka will be much, much nicer to you. He’s (quite literally) obsessed with you, so of course you get the better treatment. He cooks your favorite meals and feeds them to you by hand. He gives you plenty of water and always showers you in attention– sometimes he’ll even place a TV down in the basement and let you watch random stuff. You know, just so you don’t get too bored. He wants you to feel at home–! When you learn to accept your new life, he’ll spoil you rotten.

But for Kairos..? Luka is absolutely brutal.

Luka will rub in the fact that he beat Kairos in “winning you.” He’s simply just the superior man– the superior partner. Luka loves you too much to ever let you go. After all, you're the only person that has ever made him feel anything at all. And he really drives in the fact that you belong to him, and that Kairos will never have the chance to even touch you.

Luka will walk circles around Kairos as he mocks him relentlessly.

“Nobody is looking for you.”

“You’re pathetic. Disgusting freak.”

“They’re all mine, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Kairos will scream, squirm, and cry as much as he possibly can– but nobody can hear him. Luka is right: nobody is looking for him. Kairos doesn’t have any family. He doesn’t have any friends. He’s stuck in this hell forever.

To keep Kairos alive, Luka gives him his leftovers. He dumps it onto the dirty ground and drags Kairos next to it, commanding him to “eat up.” Kairos is forced to pathetically writhe on the floor and eat without his hands– all because Luka refuses to untie him. As for water, Luka forces Kairos to drink out of a dog bowl.

Most of the time, Kairos can’t hear anything. Luka’s house is eerily quiet at night. And during the day, Kairos can sometimes hear the sounds of children laughing and playing outside, or he’ll just hear Luka casually going about his day as if there aren't two people locked up in his house.

It’s torturous.

Over time, Luka will get you to warm up to him– call it stockholm syndrome kicking in, if you will. Or maybe you already loved him and he just needed to build trust with you. Either way– you eventually upgrade from the basement to his bedroom. And that’s when things get infinitely worse for Kairos.

He’s not just listening to Luka going about his daily routine now– no, now he has to also listen to the two of you fucking multiple times a day. The way you’re moaning out another man's name… The sound of the bed creaking and banging against the wall… Kairos finds himself choking and sobbing as he’s stuck tied to the chair. Sometimes he starts to dissociate and pretends that he’s somewhere else.

Most of the time he pretends that the two of you just got married, and he’s playing out different scenarios of honeymoons in his head.

After a few more weeks or months go by, Luka will grow bored of keeping Kairos tied up in the attic. If he’s gonna keep a hostage, he might as well put them to good use. So what does he do with Kairos?

He uses him as human furniture. Forces him to also be a pet.

You’re horrified as you watch Kairos crawling around the house with a gag in his mouth and a leash attached to his throat. If Luka feels bold enough, he might even have the words “Luka’s Bitch” decorated on the collar. Oh– and it’s not just a regular collar, either. It’s a shock collar.

Any time Kairos acts out and disobeys Luka, he earns himself a shock so powerful that it causes him to seize and collapse onto the floor.

…This entire time, you thought it was just you in the house. You didn’t know there was another person. You’re not alone.

It makes your stomach churn.

And Luka encourages you to use Kairos as furniture as well. Use him as a footrest, use him as a table or a chair– do whatever.

Over time, deep down, incomprehensible and guilty thoughts begin to appear in Kairos’ mind. Things that made him once want to throw up now make him feel… Funny. He’s so happy that he gets to see your face again–!! He’s finally reunited with the love of his life, it’s just a shame it’s under such horrible circumstances.

Kairos doesn’t mind if you use him like furniture. It’s okay if you do it. But he loathes it when it’s Luka who’s using him.

The difference between you and Luka is like night and day. While Luka berates and degrades him, sometimes even depriving him of basic necessities, you always sneak around and give Kairos lots of love and extra food. 

Kairos always breaks down and cries in your arms when you show him kindness– he’s so very thankful for it. But be sure that Luka doesn’t catch you. If he sees you being sweet towards Kairos, he’ll harshly punish Kairos and then fuck you right in front of him. Every time.

Kairos always feels so pathetic as he's forced to watch you getting ravaged by Luka. The way you're moaning under his touch... The hot, sticky sound of Luka's cock sliding in and out of you... All of this happening while Kairos is tied down and unable to do a thing. He's so fucking hard, and there's nothing there to relieve him. Luka punishes Kairos if he dares to look away.

In order to gain more privileges, both you and Kairos need to work to gain Luka’s favor. If the both of you prove that you’re capable of being trusted, he might give you more freedom. He’ll let you look out the windows every now and then– might even let you use the kitchen. He's much more open to giving you privileges than he is to giving Kairos any.

Except, of course, he always hides all of the sharp objects in the house. He doesn’t want you two to have access to weapons. And if you try to poison him even once, he’ll immediately make the kitchen permanently off limits when he's not around to watch you.

Also, over time, another funny thing happens. Luka doesn’t really like punishing you outside of sex- he'd much rather shower you in rewards. He’d rather save the roughness and punishments for more intimate settings. After all, he’s trying to earn your love– not make you hate him. So, what does he do instead?

Every time you act up, he’ll drag Kairos by his leash and punish him in your stead. After all, he knows that you care about Kairos and his wellbeing, so he uses that against you.

Oh, you just tried to break out of the house? You tried to poison Luka? Well, that deserves a proper punishment. Luka will tie you to a chair and force you to watch as he brutalizes Kairos. Whips him with a belt, kicks him in the stomach, takes away his food privileges for the next 48 hours... It’s horrible.

And in a way… This would cause Kairos to start policing you, too. Which is exactly what Luka wants. Kairos really, really doesn’t want to get punished. I mean, deep down, he’s absolutely happy that he gets to take the beating instead of you– it’s like he’s your hero!! …In some weird and twisted sense. But also, he really doesn’t want to get punished, so… Please don’t act out.

However, when the months keep rolling in, Luka will slowly warm up to Kairos. All of the punishments will grow less severe– and sometimes, Luka just lets you all off with a warning. It’s obvious that a big change has happened when instead of Luka just fucking you in front of Kairos, he lets him join in on the fun.

Except Luka doesn’t really want to touch him– so, he’ll let you touch Kairos instead. It’s what Kairos always wanted– Right?

Kairos should thank him. 

Luka will tie his arms behind his back and keep him firmly locked to a chair, completely naked. Kairos feels so ashamed that he’s hard– but god, he can’t help it. He’s so excited to finally be able to touch you, his darling, the person that should’ve always been his–!

And Luka will make sure it’s enjoyable for everyone. Luka will strip you of your clothes, but he might put you in a cute pair of thigh highs, just for the fun of it. Luka will grab you by your hair and push your face into Kairos’ lap as he utters one phrase, “suck it.”

You’ll do as you’re told– you don’t have much of a choice. Kairos’ eyes instantly light up as you wrap your lips around his sensitive cock.

Finally– his dreams are coming true…! 

Sort of.

As you suck him off, Luka will lift your ass into the air and he’ll fuck your tight hole. He’ll keep his right hand on your hip while his left hand grabs the back of your head, lacing his fingers into your hair. He doesn’t care if you can barely breathe– he’ll shove your head all the way down on Kairos’ dick as he bottoms out inside of you. Occasionally, he’ll lift your head up and lean in to kiss you on the lips.

It’s all so hot– but ultimately, it’s all for you and himself. Luka will always make sure you cum, that’s his top priority. His second priority is to make sure he gets to fill you up. As for Kairos? Well… Luka doesn’t care all that much.

If Kairos doesn’t cum? That’s too bad. It’s Kairos’ own fault that he didn’t come undone. But if he does cum? That’s alright too. 

However, don’t expect Luka to make you stop sucking. Kairos will be squirming in his chair whining like crazy as you overstimulate him, his body trembling from the sensation, but you can’t stop until Luka says you can stop.

The second scenario is much more likely to happen than the first. The moment Kairos looks down and sees your fucked-out face choking on his length… He’ll cum right on the spot– every single time, without fail.

After the first instance of Luka letting Kairos join in the sex, he earns a lot more privileges. He can finally sleep in the same room as you two–!! But he’s not really allowed to rest on the bed. He’ll be forced to curl up and sleep on the floor– but hey, it beats the attic any day, right?

Luka also takes off Kairos' shock collar. Since Kairos has proved himself to be a good boy, he's now allowed to roam around freely. Hell, sometimes Luka will pet Kairos and give him some praise. It... Makes Kairos feel strange, but in a good way.

Kairos is also now allowed to cuddle you sometimes. When you’re simply sitting on the couch and trying to relax, Kairos will immediately hurry over to your side and rest his head in your lap– desperate to feel even an ounce of affection from you. He might ask you to stroke his hair and kiss the bruises Luka left on his skin.

* If Luka is at work and Kairos knows there’s no cameras around, he might beg to suck on your tits– you know, for comfort reasons! It would really make him happy to have them in his mouth– it would be therapeutic, even.

((And if you’re a guy, Kairos will instead beg to frot you. While it’s a lot more dangerous and the punishment for getting caught is heavy, Kairos is willing to risk it all. Don’t worry–! You can just sit there and relax; Kairos will be the one doing all the work with his hand.))

You know how stressful and traumatizing this whole situation has been for him… He needs to be comforted so badly… So.. Pretty please?

In some sick and twisted way, over time, Kairos grows to like the way things are– perhaps his mind does this as a way to cope. He tries his hardest to find all the positives in living this kind of life:

> He gets to spend every minute of every day with you!

> He doesn’t have to worry about talking to strangers.

> He doesn’t have to work and maintain a job.

> He doesn’t have to cook and clean for himself.

The list goes on. Kairos gains all of these benefits, and all he has to do is give up most of his basic human rights and submit to another man…!

Okay, Kairos still admits that is pretty bad. But… At least he has you…! That’s all Kairos really cares about in the end!

For Luka? He’s satisfied with the way things are. Not only does he not have to worry about Kairos ratting him out to the police, but now he has both the love of his life right by his side and a fun little pet to take his stress out on. 

So… Everyone… Wins? In the end? ❤️

[gatorbites-imagines]

Now imagine this...

What if... Reader were miles spouse right? (Male/gn)

And Prowler miles spouse (reader) died right.and when reader and miles met prowler miles, Would they. A. fight over reader. B. prowler would force reader to be with him and C. they share. (WHICH i highly doubt.)

And prowler is a bit of a yandere (if thtas alright)

What do you think? Can you make either a fanfic/headcanon/scenario? If you don't mind of course :))

-🥚anon

Miles Morales and Miles G x Black Cat Male Reader

Headcanons

Both Miles are aged up in this scenario, giving miles more time to be Spiderman. I hope I got the yandere part right hehe.

I just love Black Cat, so i had too. Let me know if you guys wanna hear about my Kraven Reader or Venom reader ideas ;3c i have so many ideas about the reader being based on spiderman villains.

You were earth 1610s Black Cat. You had grown up side by side with Miles, and as you grew up your body developed the meta-gene, causing you to gain the ability to affect probability fields to others. Aka, you are able to give people bad luck.

You didn’t quite like using your powers too much, and one of the few people who knew about it was Miles. You couldn’t help but use it on bad people though, like bullies or abusers.

You hadn’t always been Black Cat, but after your parents had a horrible divorce and you were abandoned with your mother with your father leaving with all the family’s money, you turned towards the world of crime.

The Morales family had of course offered to help your mother as she struggled, but she was too proud to accept it. Rio and Jeff ended up helping in ways she wouldn’t be able to turn down, like bringing you guys meals, or giving you Miles’s old clothes.

The new Spiderman hadn’t been around long before you became the Black Cat, and you two developed a relationship similar to Peter and Felecia. Lotsa flirting and chasing each other around the city with games and puzzles.

Of course, neither of you told each other your secret identities, wanting to keep the other safe.

Then one night when you were out stealing an expensive artifact, spiderman hung upside down from his webs and tsked at you, telling you to put the artifact back. Of course, with your relationship being so flirty, you tell him you’ll do it for a kiss.

And to both your surprise and miles’, he actually does it. he pulls his mask up enough to reveal his lips, and you two have a spiderman kiss right then and there.

Its only after you pulls away that you realize you recognize those lips, since you’ve always carried a flame for your best friend. One thing leads to another, and you put back the artifact and have spiderman chase you onto the roof where you take your mask off.

You both end up taking your masks off and revealing your identities to one another. It leads to a very long conversation why you both do what you do, and how it doesn’t change your relationship from what it was before.

That is until Miles ends up confessing that has always liked you a whole lot, both as Miles and Spiderman. When you shyly tell him you feel the same, he doesn’t believe it at first, until you kiss him again.

After that you two start dating, much to your parents joy, as they’ve always known you two had a thing for one another. Of course, Black Cat still steals, and Spiderman still tries to stop him, but if Black Cat starts only stealing from the corrupt, who’s gonna connect the dots?

Then everything with the multiverse happens, except you follow Miles through the portal, thanks to a gadget you’ve created that helps you become invisible and untrackable. You also have a grappling gun you use similar to webbing, so you can swing from the spider alliance.

When you reveal yourself to help Miles escape, a lot of the spider people are shocked, because they have their own Black Cat, that they have a relationship with of some sort. This allows you and Miles a headstart.

During the chase you use your meta powers on the people chasing you as well, making a lot of them trip or fumble, or be affected in other ways by bad luck.

When you end up on earth 42 neither of you realize it, too focused on saving Jeff to notice until its too late. You have a bad vibe, and stay hidden when Aaron arrives, following the two up onto the roof.

Miles G is able to see you even though you are invisible, thanks to the prowler gadgets, so both you and Miles are knocked out, and brought back to Aaron’s apartment since you’re both too distracted looking at the mural, which features both Jeff and you.

You were wearing your mask when you and Miles got caught, so when Miles G unmasks you back in Aaron’s apartment be drops it onto the floor almost immediately.

Miles G doesn’t know how to react to seeing your face again, Aaron has to get his attention because he’s just staring at you, maybe caressing your cheek so carefully with the clawed prowler gauntlets.

Miles G knows you aren’t his version of you, as you never had the chance to become Black Cat in this universe, having died too early to use your powers to start stealing. Your parents still divorced in this universe, but they used your death as the main reason.

Miles G grows a little obsessed with keeping you, as he doesn’t want to lose you again. Aaron just shakes his head as he watches his nephew dress you out of your Black Cat gear and into some of the clothes Miles G owns, because the you of earth 42 always wore his clothes.

Hed place you on the couch in the room, not wanting to lose sight of you, but also to maybe convince you that his doppelganger isn’t good enough, and you’ll want to stay with Miles G.

Miles would wake up first thanks to his accelerated healing, and the scene happens like in the movie where he tries to convince Aaron to free him, and he meets Miles G. That’s when Miles realizes you aren’t there and starts to panic, until Miles G turns the punching bag so Miles can see you unconscious on the couch.

It would lead to anger and fear in Miles, him cursing at Miles G and demanding him to let you go and asking what the hell he did to you. When he learns Miles G undressed you when you were unconscious Miles gets enraged.

You would have woken up by then, but played unconscious, trying to figure out what to do in this situation since all your gear was taken from you. But before you can really cook up a plan, Miles breaks free and the two start to fight.

When Aaron tries to step in, you jump up and kick him unconscious. Thanks to all the running and parkour you do, you have a very strong kick, which knocks the guy out cold immediately.

Using Aarons gun you shoot it at Miles G, since he’s the obvious threat in your eyes, and Miles G looks completely betrayed at you turning on him. He’s convinced himself you’re his and would choose him, so seeing you choose Miles breaks his heart and enrages him.

The fighting would continue, and at some point, Miles G would have you in his arms held against his chest, claws wrapped around your throat and ready to tear it out if Miles tries anything.

Everything is frozen as Miles G kisses at your neck and nibbles at your ear, muttering almost obsessively about you and how he’s missed you so much, how much he loves you, how empty he’s felt since you died.

You can’t help but pity him, because he seems so broken and sad without his version of you around. That doesn’t make you wanna stay though, as you guys need to go save Jeff and go back to your own dimension.

And though it makes your heart hurt to do, you use this to your advantage. Miles Gs guard crumbles when you turn and kiss him, his hands coming up to cradle your face almost desperately, like you’ll disappear if he doesn’t hold on for dear life.

You can feel the claws dig into your face and draw blood, but the distraction works perfectly, and Miles is able to knock him unconscious. Miles might hit him a little too hard, but he would excuse it on adrenaline later.

After you guys tie the two up and you get your Black Cat gear back on, Miles would push you up against the wall and kiss the breath right out of your lungs. Everything that’s happened has him feeling possessive and like he needs to overwrite the kiss you had with Miles G earlier.

Before you guys leave you fold up the clothes Miles G made you wear, and because you heart aches for him since he’s a version of Miles, you kiss the top of his head and maybe even leave a video message on his phone.

Miles isn’t too happy about it, but he also feels a litter flustered because you love him so much you feel for any version of him, even the crazy ones.

After that you two leave the apartment to try and find a way back to your own earth. You wonder if the video message will have any future consequences, but you are too set on saving Jeff that you don’t really think about it.

[ohimsummer]

ding!

gojo rips his phone from his pocket, eager to check what one of his favorite two people have sent him this time. he knows it’s either you or geto because, honestly, everyone else is on mute. besides megumi and shoko, but megumi rarely texts him first as is and shoko’s notifications have a vibration with no actual ringtone, so it has to be from one of you two.

my stinky suguru 😈🖤🤢: 1 attachment

my stinky suguru 😈🖤🤢: lmaooooo

already he can tell alcohol has something to do with this because geto would never text in such a way, otherwise. gojo unlocks his phone with swiftness. that ‘1 attachment’ is calling his name, and he’s just wandering around after finishing his mission, anyway, so not like he has anything better to do.

through the shaky thumbnail of the video, gojo can just make out details of you three’s shared bedroom, the dark bedsheets and the computer desk off to the side.

he hits ‘play’ button and mashes the volume button. a song (one you let them listen to a few days prior) blares from his speakers to break through the quiet night air. his mouth falls open as the video plays, and it’s geto recording you both through the tall mirror in the room. you, standing over him with arms around his neck, looking back as you bounce and shake your ass in beat to the song. the camera quality is shit because geto, and you if your lively giggles are any indication, are drunk and your wild movements don’t help the situation. but though the video is unstable, gojo seems to make out enough details for his dick to get hard and his brain to go haywire.

he is shocked. gojo’s never witnessed a betrayal quite like this one. i mean, the audacity for you to choose the one day he was going to be busy to get wasted and do what he’s been borderline begging for from you for months? it’s like you planned this, surely you were hellbent on making him suffer. and suffer he was, for the next few seconds anyway before he promptly warped right into the middle of your guys’ apartment to join in on your drunk escapades.

tagz: @anthoosies @staryukis :3c

[beansprean]

Miniscene hurt no comfort Wednesday.

*waves hand* something about Nandor's alexithemia, the inability to see yourself clearly, being alone in a feeling or a moment, etc etc... y'know... mirrors!!

(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: 1a. Close up on Nandor looking conflicted and sad on a mottled green background as he notices something ahead of him. 1b. Reverse shot of Guillermo from behind, sleeves rolled up as he cleans a mirror with a cloth. A small side table below the mirror holds a spray bottle of cleaner and a few books with a bookend shaped like a rearing horse. Guillermo is reflected in the mirror but Nandor is not. 1c. Shot of Guillermo from the side; Nandor's arm enters the frame to grip his shoulder from behind with a soft "Guillermo..." Guillermo turns his head back slightly, arm pausing its polishing. His reflection is still visible in the mirror, alone. 1d. Repeat. Guillermo lowers his arm and half-turns to face Nandor as he steps into frame, hand still on Guillermo's shoulder, facing away from the viewer. Guillermo looks up at him expectantly and replies, "Yes?" His reflection turns away with him.

2a. Shot in profile, background blown out in red-violet as Nandor surges forward, both hands cupping the back of Guillermo's shoulders to pull him in, and presses his mouth desperately to Guillermo's. Guillermo's eyes fly wide in surprise, cheeks reddening as his hands, one still clutching the cleaning cloth, are crushed against Nandor's chest. 2b. Repeat. Their heads tilt left, changing places as Guillermo begins to kiss back. His hands run up Nandor's chest to grip at his cape. Nandor grips Guillermo's shoulder firmly with one hand and slides the other up to cup the back of his neck.

3a. Repeat. The background returns to green as they part, still holding each other close with mouths scant inches apart. Nandor looks dazed, half-lidded eyes staring without seeing. Guillermo smiles softly, gaze hooded but focused as he asks playfully, "Hah...what was that for?" 3b. Repeat. Nandor looks away, tension returning to his expression as he takes a small step back, loosening his grip on Guillermo's shoulder. He stutters, "I, um..." Guillermo, hands still on Nandor's chest and gripping his cape, waits patiently for him to complete the thought. He maintains his soft smile, but some confusion begins to creep on his expression. 3c. Close up on Guillermo from Nandor's POV, Nandor's hand stretched out and sliding from Guillermo's shoulder to rest on his collarbone. From offscreen, Nandor continues, "I don't know." Guillermo jerks in shock, his expression immediately hardening as his eyes widen in pain, staring up at Nandor. He is hurt, but he can't quite manage disbelief. 3d. Repeat. Guillermo closes his eyes and ducks his head, scowling but somehow resigned as he grabs Nandor's hand to remove it from his shoulder. He says, "Well. Don't do it again..." 3e. Wide shot, the mirror and table visible again on the far wall. Nandor stands in front of it, back to the viewer, rejected hand still hovering in the air, unable to decide whether to reach out, as Guillermo turns his back and walks away. Guillermo continues, "...until you do know." His face is turned away from the viewer as he leaves, but the mirror catches his expression as it crumples, hurt and angry and humiliated. He is alone in the mirror, and whatever expression Nandor wears remains unseen - perhaps even to himself. /end ID

[ccstiles]

The new 'intern'

Jean x Arrigo ch 1, hope y'all enjoy, bc I certainly will >:3c

Tap tap tap tap

The clicking of the keyboard filled the space around Jean as he worked on the spreadsheet. It was a slow day, with only Jean in the fake office space, the brothers having gone out to talk to the boss on some important matters. Jean had opted to stay back, as he'd been working on cleaning up some embezzled money Tricky Rickey had recently gotten, and the numbers weren't lining up exactly as he wanted.

The melodic tapping stoped for a moment as Jean looked over the spread sheet for the millionth time, seeing if what he did finally fixed the problem at hand.

"God fuckin-" he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, as after hours of working on it, the money still wasn't clean enough to pass off without an audit.

Jean sighed as he got up, his bones cracking in complaint as he went to grab his fourth coffee of the day. Night? He hadn't checked the time for what was probably hours, and he didn't plan on doing so, to try and keep at least an ounce of sanity.

Bang!

Ah, he could feel the headache coming back as badaboom started yelling at him from the front door about the locks again. Jean just stared at the wall in front of him while his coffee brewed, wondering if he should just head home and leave the embezzled money for tomorrow.

"Badaboom, leave Jean alone. He's had enough stress with the money I got from the recent shipments," a different voice chastised Badaboom, snapping Jean back into reality.

Rounding the corner into the main office space, Jean was surprised to see Tricky Rickey, Giovanni, and a very pissed off Arrigo standing there with the Bada brothers.

"Boss?" Jean questioned, rubbing his eyes to see if it was just a trick his tired brain was playing on him.

"Jean!" Tricky Rickey turned to the accountant with a smile "so great to see you. Have you been able to clean up the money I gave you?"

Jean sighed as he went to grab his coffee, taking a sip before answering him.

"Not quite," Jean cringed just thinking of working on the money again, "it's been giving me a lot of trouble."

"Ahh, you'll get it nice and squeaky clean soon enough," Trickey Rickey laughed, "Enough pleasantries though, it's time we get down to the meat of why I'm here."

Jean nodded his head, he was really curious as to why the boss had decided to stop by, as he doesn't really stop by the office space.

"As you know, the fake inturn scam hasn't been working as well as we planned," Trickey Rickey motioned for Giovanni to push his wheelchair more towards the center of the room.

"I told you no one would fall for it!" Badaboom chastised Badabing, who looked towards the other like he was going to start arguing with his brother again.

"Why you-" Bing began, but was cut off by Trickey Rickey.

"Would you two stop bickering?" His words were sharp towards the brothers, before turning back to Jean and clearing his throat.

"As I was saying, it didn't work. Which is a shame, as you have been needing some help around here, especially with the amount of money we've been pulling in recently," Jean was curious as to where the boss was getting at, as well as what it had to do with him and Arrigo being here.

"What's your point?" Jean decided it was best to just cut to the chase.

"My point is, I found you an assistant!" Rickey smiled as he gestured towards Arrigo.

Jean sat there for a moment in shock, the gears audibly turning in his head as he processed the information, before he bursted out laughing.

"Ha! You're so funny boss," Jean said, wiping away a tear that had formed from him laughing so hard.

"This isn't a joke Jean," said man did a double take at Rickey's tone, which sounded very serious.

"Wait, you're actually serious?" Jean was hit with surprise once more, looking towards a very pissed off Arrigo for a moment, "boss I'm sorry, but him? I'm half certain that you either had to pay off or threaten his school teachers to get him through school."

"Excuse you?!" Arrigo snapped back, "I will have you know my teachers found me a delight in class."

"Yeah, a delight for their pockets, not so much for their ears and sanity," Jean quipped back before he took a big gulp of his coffee.

"Boys, boys," Trickey Rickey tried his best to calm the two down, "I know you two probably aren't that excited about this whole thing-"

"Yeah, pa, I'm not!" Arrigo interrupted his dad, "no way do I want to work for him!"

"The feeling's mutual," Jean mused, downing the rest of his coffee.

"But," Rickey was getting annoyed at all the interruptions, "Arrigo needs to learn work ethic, and many other things he didn't get to learn because his mother coddled him so much. I'm counting on you, Jean, to teach him."

"Me??" Jean felt like slamming his head into his keyboard, "why boss? This is supposed to be a punishment for him, not me!"

"Because you're the best working man I know!" Trickey Rickey motioned for Giovanni to move his wheelchair closer to Jean, bringing the man in closer, "listen Jean, you're the only other person who can put Arrigo in his place, and I'm too busy to deal with teaching him myself. He's staying with you for a month, and if you can instill any sort of work ethic, or just ethic in general, I got a little something for you at the end of the month."

Jean didn't know what to say. He hated Arrigo's guts and wanted to put a couple of bullets through his skull, but he doesn't have a choice to say no to the boss, or it would be his skull used for target practice.

"I'll-" he hesitates once more before sighing, "I'll try. I can't give any promises, but I'll try boss."

"There we go!" Trickey Rickey laughed, giving Jean's shoulder squeeze, "I knew you'd come around eventually."

Jean nodded, but as he got up from where he was bent to talk to Trickey Rickey, he noticed a few things.

"Hey wait, what are all these bags for?" Jean asked as he watched Giovanni bring in a couple of suitcases and a duffle bag.

"Arrigo's stuff. He'll be staying with you while he interns," Trickey Rickey explains.

"He's WHAT." Jean was going to get a migraine with all the surprises and twists Rickey was throwing at him.

"Staying with you, hope you don't mind Jean," Trickey Rickey smiled at him as Giovanni moved to grab his wheelchair, beginning to wheel him towards the door.

"Try not to kill him Jean, my wife still wants him back after the month's over," Trickey Rickey called over his shoulder as the two exited, Giovanni giving a nod before he shut the door.

Jean, Arrigo, Bing and Boom sat there for a moment in awkward and confused silence.

"Welp, that does it. This next month is gonna be hell!" Badaboom exclaimed, loudly sighing.

"You could say that," Jean could barely feel his body, too exhausted and confused.

"Oh what, you think I want to stay with you bozos?" Arrigo complained, "I begged my pa to not make me do this, but he keeps on saying I need to learn "wOrK eThIc". Whatever the hell that is."

Jean just shook his head as he went back over to the kitchen, making himself another cup of coffee.

"Hey, Badabing?" Jean called over to the smaller brother, "don't you carry a flask of whiskey on you?"

"Uh, yeah," Badabing nodded, taking the flask out and handing it over to Jean, "have as much as you need."

"Thanks," Jean took the flask with a nod, turning to grab his now finished cup of coffee and pouring half the flask in it.

"Hey, uh, are you sure you should be doin that?" Arrigo asked, slightly concerned.

"Shut up Arrigo." Jean sighed before sipping on his, now much stronger, cup of coffee.

[ulquiorrapleasecallmetrash]

can you perchance write my boy Gregory Violet x male reader headcanons? I would also appreciate if the reader was some sort of supernatural, either a reaper or a hellhound :3c

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Gregory Violet x Supernatural! GN! Reader Headcanons

Fandom: Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji

Rated: G

Warnings: none

Admin Wisteria: I hope you don't mind anon but i made these more gender neutral so everyone can enjoy them.

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Gregory Violet w/ a Reaper s/o:

-At first, I think Gregory wouldn’t think much of it.

-He would think that you are just a normal student and nothing more. 

-That is, until he notices that you will disappear at the most random times. 

-Or he will notice that you would skip class for a week and he will start to get very worried. 

-Especially if you keep saying that you were sick the whole week or if you have family that is very sick too. 

-After countless excuses he would eventually confront you about his worries. 

-You will eventually have to tell him the real truth as to why you are gone and you leave at the most random times.

-It’s because William wants to work you like a dog but you can’t say that to him. 

-Once you tell him that you are a reaper he will be shocked. 

-Intrigued but also shocked, 

-Maybe it’s his whole goth thing going on but he will be morbidly curious about your job. 

-but he doesn’t mind it at all but there is a tiny part of him that is a bit.. scared. 

-He might even ask you if you already knew about What him and the other p4 members did. 

-Of course you would tell him the truth but you obviously don’t care either way. 

-He is thankful that you are understanding or you don’t care about that murder at all. 

-But wouldn’t that be awkward if the reaper s/o was there the whole time to collect Derrick Arden’s soul? After they commit the murder Gregory just looks over, does a double take and is like… What the-

-That would be kind of funny to see, he will definitely freak out and ask so many questions after that. 

-Overall, I think that he doesn’t mind having a reaper s/o. Though he would appreciate it if William will stop giving you tasks at the most inconvenient time. Especially during… intimate moments. 

-but oh well, Death waits for no one!

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Gregory Violet w/ a Hell Hound! s/o:

-I hope when you think about a Hell Hound! s/o I hope you don’t mean like how pluto acted in the anime because I am going to be honest…writing that makes me feel weird. 

-So instead, I am going to write it differently. To me, hell hounds are a lot like normal demons like sebastian except they have more dog like tendencies but don’t act completely like a dog (Like Pluto)  They act more human/demon like but have powers, and talents that dogs have, like see in the dark, keen sense of smell, loves bones etc. Also It would be cute if the s/o has a tail or dog ears like how neko’s do. That would be a nice difference from normal demons. 

-anyways, I think Gregory would find a Hell hound! s/o quite entertaining. 

-Before he finds out that his s/o was a hell hound he would just think you are very eccentric with your dog-like tendencies. I mean he just thinks ‘well, you are in the Violet house so you are automatically eccentric, nothing to it’.

-Especially since all you wear is a cute hat and some kind of long coat to hide your tail. 

-He isn’t one to judge especially once he starts to fall for you. 

-Does get caught off guard once your dog-like quirks show up. Like becoming hyper, getting distracted by small animals like birds or squirrels and growling a lot when you are mad. 

-Will give you a funny nick name like puppy just to tease you. 

-Once he does find out about you being a hell hound it could go two ways. 

-He will be shocked but also not at the same time. 

-He is shocked that you are a demon dog but also not shocked if you haven’t hid your dog-like tendencies away. 

-Would immediately want to see your ears and tail. 

-Will find them very cute and will often play with your ears and tail just to tease you. 

-Also would love to pet you in your hell hound dog form as well. 

-Overall, I think he would not care, he finds you very endearing  and cute.

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*Bonus!* Gregory Violet w/ a Werewolf! S/o:

-I think this will all depend on when and how he finds out that you are a werewolf. 

-If you sat down and tell him that you are a werewolf, he will most likely just chuckle and wave it off, thinking it is some kind of joke or something. 

-He will not believe that you are a werewolf if you tell him. 

-Now, if he sees you in your werewolf form then things will be different. 

- He will definitely be shocked, and depending on how you act as a werewolf will depend on how much he is scared of you. 

-If you aren’t violent and deadly as a werewolf then he will be okay. But if you are more Violent he will be scared of you. 

-But I don’t think he will break up with you if does sees you in your werewolf form. 

-But he will need some time to process everything and it is best for you to let him do that. 

-Then once he is ready, he will then want to talk to you about it. 

-Will ask so many questions about it from the transformation, and how do you feel, and act while you are in your werewolf form. 

- Either way Gregory Still loves you for you no matter what and as long as you don’t kill him or hurt him he will always be by your side. 

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[deadvnstudios]

hellooooo fools paradise team:3c i am STILL stuck on the valentines day post LOL & so im curious: what would the romanceables valentines day plans with the MC be? or similarly/alternatively what would their ideal date be in general? 

“Darling, it’s already nine! While I adore your resting face, I’d prefer to be the very first thing your bright eyes happen upon this special morning.”

Ever the romantic, Mona takes Valentine’s to its extreme. Before you’ve even awoken, she’s already matched your outfits for the day, intent for there to be splashes of pink, white, and red adorning you both from head to toe. Breakfast in bed is a must, and though you fear for your tastebuds - she follows the recipe. Flowers, chocolates, cards, gifts - anything you can imagine awaits you once you finally rise from your cell of slumber. After all, this is your perfect day and Mona’s already planned dinner and a murder party for you to solve together as you dine. In the evening, after you’ve had your fill, you’ll attend a couple’s painting class. Though she could instruct herself, she follows protocol, delighting in the shared drinks you two split and the paint spills you mark each other with.

“Oh…this? I painted it because it’s your favorite animal…right?”

Starting with a nice long walk around the park with his partner is an ideal start for Noel. Valentine’s isn’t about grand gestures, or trying to outdo one another. It’s about remembering the pleasure of each other’s comfort that tethered you two to begin with. However, something handmade from him to you isn’t off the table. The day will pass without hurry, the two of you spending hours at a local craft cafe, sampling treats and putting together trinkets for one another. When your crafts come to a close, you’ll pack up and pick-up some takeout that you’ll share while cuddling on the couch back home.

“Holy shit…my retinas are burning just looking at it. It’s perfect.”

Valentine’s, being a commercial holiday, is nothing more than an obvious capitalist scheme to Mary. So, why not indulge in the shopping fever to win over each other’s favor? Mary corrals you into an hour long shopping spree to start, the two of you picking out gifts secretly to surprise each other with later in the evening. Along the way, she’ll demand a fashion show…or a few, the two of you parading down the aisles in glitzy and gaudy outfits meant to shock any who pass your path. When the two of you are eventually kicked out, the two of you will rush home to find that Mary has planned an indoor picnic just for you. The rest of the night passes quickly as you feed each other treats, and take turns thinking about what kind of future you’d like to build together.

“Woah…almost feels like they based that riddle on us! Isn’t that strange?”

Vein + Valentine’s = flirtatious fun! There’s no better way to prove the strength of your relationship than putting it to the test in an Escape Room challenge Vein booked for the two of you. Expecting the space cowboy theme to come to a natural conclusion, you’re surprised that some of the clues needed to find the final prize involve riddles centered around your relationship and inside jokes. Though you press Vein, her lips are sealed. That is, until you find the final prize: a commissioned portrait of the two of you in your favorite game. To celebrate your victory thereafter, Vein takes you to her favorite local pizza joint. After all, you’ll need the energy for the arcade tonight. It’ll be an all out race to see who can win the grandest prize for the other.

“C’mon, sway with me.”

Valentine’s is guaranteed to be a late start for the two of you - and quite honestly you’d be lucky if Tempest opened his eyes before noon. But whenever he should manage to rise and conquer the day, Tempest is determined take you to a concert of your favorite artist that night. But if the date line-up isn’t in the cards, you can be damn sure he aims to surprise you good with the tickets at the dinner table. The dinner itself is relaxed, dim lit with a band in the back where you two can shoot the can. But when you’ve both had enough, you’ll stroll around the city, touring your favorite haunts, ending up at a pub at the end of the night, tipsy dancing to the songs playing through the speaker as you play pool and darts.

“Must we leave our sheets with such haste? I am but the moon, unready to separate from the sun who warms it.”

The virtues of Valentine’s are not lost on Sorin, nor the reason the holiday itself was created. But Sorin doesn’t yield to the standard expectations of the consumerism. There isn’t any need for showiness, time spent in your company is satisfying enough. The day will be spent indoor with activities Sorin has already prepared for the two of you. Cooking together, dancing to your shared songs, and cracking open a candle painting kit are just snippets of all they have planned for the two of you. The night ends, however, with the most elaborate surprise of all — a scavenger hunt, You search the halls of your hall, following the train of notes left by your love. When you finally reach the end, you happen upon a box filled to the brim with poems and other writings Sorin has penned to you.

[mamawasatesttube]

an excerpt of chapter 3 of "the courage of stars" :3c

“I’m glad you’re back,” she says earnestly, and Kon believes her. “I missed you.”

That comes as a bit of a surprise. Kon cocks his head to the side. “You did?” He blinks. “I mean—that sounded mean. I meant, like—you know, we barely got the chance to hang out, before… you know. I died.”

Kara lets out a slow breath. “Kon, I barely have anyone left. And you’re family.” She looks a little hurt, a little uncertain. “I mean… I thought you—if you don’t feel that way about me, that’s—”

“No no no, I do, I do!” Kon hastily reassures her. “I just—I guess I didn’t realize, um…” He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. It’s a habit he picked up from Pa. That thought hurts, so he quickly pushes it away. “Aw, man, there’s like, no good way to phrase this. Uh…”

Kara laughs, at least. Score. “It’s okay. Just say it.”

Kon rakes his hand through his hair. “Okay, fine. It’s been—kind of a lot? Coming back and, y’know. Seeing that me dying, like… impacted people.”

Kara reels back with a look of shock. “What?! Of course it impacted people! You died, Kon! Everyone who cares about you—you’ve lost people before, haven’t you? You know it hurts!”

Kon winces. “See, this is what I meant about not knowing how to put it.” He chews at his lower lip for a moment, staring out at the horizon. Kara’s hand tightens over his. “I do know it hurts. I do. I just—I got this weird disconnect in my head, about it being different when it’s me.”

Because he was made to die. He was made to die saving the world, and he did. That was his purpose… or at least, he really thought it was. But after how badly his success—his death— tore apart so many people he loves, he can’t quite reconcile the thought.

There’s a tiny voice in his head that says maybe Kal was right. Maybe it really is that simple—he’s here just to live. But it’s hard to let go of a truth he’s known his whole life, especially for a new one that sounds way too good to be true.

Kara softens next to him. The wind blows her hair into her eyes, and she tosses her head, scrunching up her face.

“I guess that makes sense,” she says, squeezing his hand. “…You wanna know something, though?”

“What?”

She lets go of his hand to dig through one of the pockets on her skirt and pulls out a glasses case. She opens it, turns it around to show him, and ducks her head a little shyly. “I’ve been wearing these, in my civilian identity.”

Kon blinks down at the glasses. They’re a familiar oval shape, with simple silver wire frames. His breath catches in his throat. “Are those…”

“Yours,” Kara confirms, her voice so soft the wind almost drowns it out.

[amethystfairy1]

I bring the TT Scar rant i promised I would do, while also going over some other things regarding the buttercups in general that i picked up from other asks people sent in.

Scar and Mumbo collectively brought Grian several months ago, and they together have been trying to give him the best life possible. Scar seems to be selfless -shown in him trying to stop Grian from fighting for him, and the unuse of the well- and as such it's quite clear that he had no intention to setting that command from Grian. He never meant to do it. Yet he did. In the heat of the moment, only caring about his friend's safety, he yelled out for Grian to stop fighting. In doing this, Scar meant it whole heartedly, causing the collar to activate and the shocks of electricity to start. However Grian continued to fight as much as he could. I can assume that Scar due to being weak at that time, that he didn't quite know what he had done until obviously he had been told by Mumbo. He thought he was doing the right thing.

Another thing that another person pointed out that I hadn't quite realised in the last rant, is that when Scar reached out Grian said no. Grian set a boundary, which is something we haven't really seen him do that before. He expected this new boundary to be respected, because he isn't relapsing.

Anyway, take care of yourself and don't force yourself to write. :3c

Ooooooooo YES

I LOVE THE RANTS THAT DISSECT MY CHARACTERS

GIVE THEM TO ME

THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY!

Scar didn't realize he ordered Grian, he really didn't, he was exhausted and panicked and desperate, so it triggered the runes. It hurts like hell, but it's the truth, he didn't MEAN for any of that to happen, he just wanted to protect Grian and he ended up breaking that promise.

Ahhhhh there it is again, the thing about Grian setting a boundary. Yes, yes, yes, is that what he's doing? I mean...he also refuses to make eye contact with Scar, so theres that 😳

I ammmm taking care I will not force myself to write, I intended to very firmly stick to my plan of writing what I feel like writing when I feel like writing it 😆 Thank you for the rant!

[starleska]

I finally finished the 5th Doctor's run, so now I can start 6!!

(finds out how many episodes he has)

Oh, you poor thing.

omg first of all congratulations on finishing all of Five's run!!! he's the only Doctor i haven't seen properly yet besides Eight...i need to rectify that ASAP!! what's he like? :3c and second...

SIXIEEEEEEEE 😭😭😭💖💖💖

oh god he makes my heart hurt. that's my Doctor right there. my beautiful, obnoxious, arrogant, loquacious, curmudgeonly bastard of a Doctor. he looks like a cherub and he has a stare which could wither flowers. he's larger than life. he's always picking a fight with someone. he's devilishly handsome and he knows it. and he looks like he fought a washing machine, and the washing machine won. he's perfect 🙈💖💖💖 right. ahem. now that the gushing is out of my system - i am so excited to hear what you think about Sixie 🥰 most folks either love him or hate him, which is completely fair - from what i know of Five, he is quite the shock!! but Colin Baker is such a tremendously talented actor, and he gave such a killer performance amidst probably the worst fuckery any actor has ever received while working on Doctor Who. honestly, one read of his Wikipedia page is enough to crack your heart in two!! you're right, he doesn't have that many episodes...however, we are blessed in that Six has possibly the most stories in the audiobooks, where his character is fully fleshed out!! Colin Baker is also a tremendous sweetie who loves his fans and is always delighted to chat to people and continue participating in the Whoniverse. we don't deserve him 😭💖💖

[lets-just-daydream]

Hi there! I just found your blog and it's so good! This is my first time doing anything like this, but I was wondering if you could do some cute father figure/mother figure fluff with all of Overwatch?

CUTE

I just did a couple small drabbles because I need some of this fluff rn :3c (i suck at fluff though lol SORRY)

Drabbles under the cut!

ANA

Being in Overwatch was totally fantastic for the most part. You had fulfillment and meaning in your job, you had meals and lodging, and you had an amazing family in your fellow agents. Almost everyone felt like a sibling, father or mother to you.

Number one in the parent department was Ana. She was literally a mother and she always made time for you, especially on days like this when you were feeling down and missing your family. 

You sat alone on a bench, staring out over the grounds of Overwatch headquarters. The clink of cups on the table next to you pulled you from your thoughts and you looked up to see Ana taking the seat beside you. 

"Missing home?" She asked. 

You nodded. 

"I know that look all too well, my dear."

You didn't quite know what to say so you grabbed one of the cups of tea she brought and took a sip.

"Your family would be so proud of you, coming here and making a difference. I know it's hard, but know that we've all got your back," Ana said, offering you a warm smile. 

Between her comforting words, warm smile and hot tea, everything felt a little brighter. 

You laughed. "You somehow know where to find me every time I'm in a crisis. How do you do it?" 

Ana chuckled and grabbed her tea, bringing it to her lips. "Call it a mother's intuition." 

HANZO (bear with me on this one lmao) 

When you first met Hanzo, your number one thought was, 'oh my god he's hot.' 

But now you know him a little better and while he's attractive, he's wise beyond his years and you value his worldly views and words of wisdom. 

You saw Hanzo as a mentor and in his less-than-helpful moments, a drunk uncle to turn to when you needed some advice. Whether the advice is good or bad is neither here nor there. But he always had your back.You appreciated it. 

"How are you?" Hanzo asked as he joined you in the gym. 

You were sweating, focused and hands in boxing gloves as you really showed the punching bag who was boss. 

"I'm good," you huffed, landing another punch. "Just about done." 

"Already?" He asked. "Weak."

You looked at him, shocked. "Wha- I've been at this for half an hour, non-stop!" 

Hanzo shrugged. "You can do better." 

"Hmph." 

You tightened your gloves and faced the punching bag once again. Hanzo approached the opposite side of the bag and held onto it. You swung a punch at the bag and he scoffed.

"You call that a punch?" 

You shot him a glare and swung another, harder punch. He let out a grunt of approval and you knew his game then. 

After another 20 minutes of his encouragement at your punching, you finally tapped out and dropped to the floor, ripping the gloves off and relaxing on the cool ground. 

"That was excellent, I'm proud at how you can push through the pain," Hanzo smiled, handing you a bottle of water. 

REINHARDT

If Ana's your work mum, Reinhardt's your work dad. Your loud, excitable, enormous dad. And not just your dad, everyone's dad. He wandered through the building yelling encouragement, constructive criticisms, jokes and nonsense to everyone who would listen. Even to those who weren't listening. He was hard to block out. 

One evening as you and your team were all day around for dinner, Reinhardt began to tell a story of his old days as a Crusader. It reminded you of hearing stories of your own parents' childhoods and you settled into your seat to listen with a smile on your face as Tracer rested her head on your shoulder. 

As Reinhardt's sorry went on and he became more animated, more people filtered into the dining area and listened in, leaning on the tables, counters, sitting on the floor and even in each other's laps. 

"He's such a great story teller,' Tracer whispered as she looked around the now full room. 

You followed her gaze and you hadn't noticed how many people had joined to listen to Reinhardt's story. You even almost felt like you could fall asleep at how comfortable you were, surrounded by your Overwatch family, listening to a bedtime story from dad Reinhardt.

[shatcey]

merry christmas! 🎄🎁✨ can you brainrot a little (or a lot…?) about al in the answer to this ask? :3c

Awwww… thank you. Merry Christmas to you too!

Ally… Ally… Ally… I adore this man!

I've already written so much about him… and I will definitely write a lot about him in the future. Yes, I haven't talked much about him lately, just because I really have a lot of work (I hate my job sometimes… it's in the way between me and my boy!) and I can't find the time to combine my thoughts and screenshots. Besides, there's mostly left to say about the romantic blind love ending and the epilogue, and most of you haven't read it yet. So… I don't wanna spoil.

I really like everything about this man, and I can talk about him for hours non stop. His amazing appearance (I no longer dislike the gray sky… it reminds me of his eyes), his amazing sense of humor (he makes me laugh, even if it seems impossible), his big… no, enormous heart… his absolutely charming inability to understand himself, his inability to leave someone to suffer… There is so much kindness in him that it is impossible to imagine in human being… How smart he is, how observant and quick-witted. How much he puts himself into everything he does, even if he never confirms it himself… Oh my god…. I'm really in love.

I deliberately didn't mention how skilled he is in bed. He uses it as a way of avoiding something, and I also avoid mentioning that side of him.

But… so as not to make it just my crazy declaration of love. A bit of reminiscence.

I started reading IkeVil JP about a year ago. And at first I didn't even noticed him. Like… so many gorgeous men… Especially this guy with the honey voice and crazy jumps from "I'll kill her" to "I'll make her happy" (Ellis) or another… with incredibly long gorgeous hair (he must know the secrets of how to grow them so long) and so damn loud… I was completely shocked by him (Victor).

Then I was afraid of Ally… It was right after the release of his route, and I saw posts saying that he was pretty easy on intimate relationships, and I'd never liked guys like that. Hey! He thinks there's nothing special about it, so he can easily switch to another girl. I don't like frivolous guys! Ha! How far I was from the truth, assuming that he was so easily classified.

I remember reading Valentine's event and choosing him because it was either him or Roger, and I didn't particularly like Roger. Even back there... but I don't remember why I didn't like him then… maybe he reminds me too much of Jin? And it was quite fun to write a summary. Actually, I think I made my first summaries on this event… Oh, and a while later, I went in and fixed the pictures… everything looks so neat. I'm impressed.

Then was 1 anniversary event. My biggest regret. I still can't forget myself that I didn't choose his story back then. But… What's done is done. I read it quite recently. It's amazing.

But starting from re-run of "Stealing Little Robin" event… he made me curious.

I wanna say that this guy has found a very strange way to my heart. I went through a lot of emotions before I finally figure him out, and once I did… I was lost to this world forever. I mean, for other men. No matter how good any person can be, no one can compare to my Ally.

I think I should stop…

Again… Merry Christmas, may it be magical!

dividers @.fanguro

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🔝 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕋 ℙ𝔸𝔾𝔼 🔝

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[localsunnet]

TW// BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD MANY BLOOD SO MUCH BLOOD OHHH MY DAYS THERS SO MUCH BLOOD PLSPLSPLS LOOK AT IT AT UR OWN DISCRETION AHHHHH anyways

hallo vro....

what if. kain and monn rach. yes ? them. da sillybillis.... da babis.... yues...

but then.... BAM! MONN GOT A LITTLE HUNGRAY....

TRAGIC ENDEAVORS.... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH

jk i think theyd be besties!! atleast on kain's side he'd love to be friends with monn :3c

im SO sorry if this was a huge shock of an ask to u u dont have to answer it if u dont wanna (and/or if i mischaracterized monn IM SOSOSOOSO SORRY WAHHHH)

hope u have been having a Pawsome day/night... Yeus.... Yes

OH MY GOD??????? NEVER IN A MILLION CENTURIES COULD I EXPECTED THIS!!!!!

HOW DO I PUT MY THOUGHTS INTO WORDS BVRO IM SHAKING!!!! /pos

uh oh the cannibal is hungry and no rations everyone run for your lives!!!

YES.... MONN AND KAIN WOULD HAVE A GOOD FRIENDHSHIP... Maybe Monn would be a lil bit anxious from interacting with Kain because he seems too hyperactive for him 💔💔

I totally see Monn getting intrusive thoughts of ripping off Kain's face when he plays bugle though- the cannibal doesn't like loud noises it makes him super paranoid :[

THAENK KYOU THAENK KYOU FOR THESE ARTWORKS... I EAT... YUMMY>...... (dw you characterized Monn quite well!!!!!!!)

Side note: Missy would definitely hang out with Kain

[starbunii]

HI IM SO SORRY IF YOUR REQS ARENT OPEN BUT UHM IS IT FINE IF I REQUEST A KAITO MOMOTA X GENDER NEUTRAL READER WHERE THE READER IS CRINGEY AND QUITE AKWARD IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN 😔😔😔

tl:dr can i pls request kaito momota x gender neutral reader and people think the reader is this cringe loser /nf

THIS ONE MADE ME GIGGLE I LUV IT

i kind of went more with a 2010's-decked out in rainbows-wearing cat ears type of "cringe"! I hope that's ok!!

also we need more cringe loser representation in the world, so this was fun to write :3c

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honestly so shocked when he sees you

you are b r i g h t

like super duper bright; neon colored clothes, neon jewelry from spencers and claire's, dying your hair whenever possible, glittery eyeshadow. there's barely any dark clothes in your closet

he obviously doesn't mind though, you intrigue him

does he know what you're saying half the time? ofc not; most of your vocabulary died in the early 2010's

what the hell is a derp? he doesn't know, but you sound cute saying it

doesn't mind the way you're face skrunches up when you're forced to engage with other people, he thinks it's cute

ofc, he doesn't mind doing the talking for you, but watching you stutter through it is a much funnier!

loves listening to you rant abt your interests, even if they're considered "cringe" by modern standard

all in all, just loves you how you are, even if you view yourself as cringe and awkward, no matter what kind of things you wear or say

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