#{ w o a h this got so LONG I'M SO SORRY }

[nanamis-angel]

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐭 ♡︎

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ৹ you and megumi have been dating for nine months. you're happy. he's happy. you're perfect for each other. the only issue? he craves affection and he's not sure how to ask for it.

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 ৹ megumi x fem!reader, shy megumi, fluff, very very slight angst, cuddling, yuji and nobara mention (they share one braincell).

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ৹ 1.4k

𝐚/𝐧 ৹ sorry I haven't written in a while, i'm currently on vacation and haven't been writing. this was in my drafts so I figured I'd post it. I'll be back soon with some more. I hope you enjoy! hearts divider by @/s-h-o-w-y

You and Megumi had been dating for quite a while now. Just two weeks ago, you had your nine-month anniversary together and you were the happiest you had ever been.

The relationship was very low-key. PDA was almost non-existent—the most he’d ever do in public was hold your hand and even then, he kept his hands to himself most days.

Affection was present in your relationship but you mostly had to ask for it. He’d give it to you without a second thought but he rarely initiated any form of affection besides a few hugs or kisses here and there.

To be honest—it bothered you at first as you believed it was something about you that made him not want to be affectionate but then you realized it was just hard for him to show physical affection because he never really knew how. He was an amazing boyfriend—he just had some struggles.

You were fine with this now and it didn’t bother you, knowing that he still loved you very much.

But what you didn’t know was how badly this affected Megumi. His fear of initiating physical affection was eating him alive from the inside out.

Megumi had a lot of emotions—believe it or not—but he didn’t know how to handle all of it so he just shoved it all down where nobody could find it. He never learned how to deal with any of it so it seemed like the only quick solution.

His mother passed away at a young age and affection or even emotion (besides anger, disappointment, or his father being unamused) was not common from his father and stepmother. Growing up he got the occasional pat on the head or a hug from Gojo and his older sister Tsumiki tried her best to show her love for him when she could—but that had ended all too soon.

He would never admit it but he absolutely craved affection—specifically from you. The poor boy was so touch-starved. His heart soared whenever you asked for a hug or to lay down together. And it tore away at his heart how badly he wanted to ask you for love but for some reason, he was scared to do so.

But one thing about Megumi was that he was persistent and he was going to get through this and overcome his anxiety one way or another. After all, you were already his girlfriend. What could possibly go wrong?

Right now, you were on a walk with him, Nobara, and Yuji. Shoko had insisted on the four of you going out and getting some sun and none of you were about to argue with the intimidating school doctor so you all quickly got out there.

You walked alongside Megumi while Nobara and Yuji goofed off a couple of feet ahead of the two of you, not paying attention to either of you at all. Megumi quietly walked with a stoic expression, keeping his hands in his pockets. He had barely said anything but that’s because his mind was racing.

You didn’t mind it at all as long as you were with him. Megumi’s gaze kept flickering down to your hand, which was at your side as you walked. He wanted to just reach down and grab your hand tightly but something stopped him. Why? He had no idea.

You were his girlfriend, he had held your hand before and nothing happened. So why would it be any different now? Anxiety over simple things never made anyone think sensible thoughts. But it was enough to make him nervous to simply reach out and grab your hand.

And the worst part? You had no idea. You simply kept walking with a big smile on your face as the two of you walked together.

Before he could stop himself, he just took his hand out of his pocket and grabbed your hand rather abruptly, not saying a single thing as if trying to ignore what just happened.

You were a little stunned—just because it was so sudden. And he had just grabbed your hand rather than lacing his fingers together with yours or something like that so you looked at him with a little bit of confusion. “Megumi?” You asked.

Noticing your eyes on him, he just avoided eye contact, feeling his cheeks heat up for some reason. All he was doing was holding your hand! Well, more like gripping it at this point.

“You don’t have to grip my hand like that, I’m not going anywhere.” You chuckled, trying to make him loosen up a bit so you could intertwine your fingers with his. Really, you were just glad that he was holding your hand and had done it himself.

Megumi didn’t reply but his grip loosened up so you could intertwine your fingers with his, properly holding hands now. You gave his hand a little squeeze and a reassuring smile. To be honest, it was really cute to see him like this but you weren’t going to say anything about it and just decided to leave it as it was.

Holding hands—it was such a simple thing but Megumi’s heart felt like it was racing. He was proud of himself for initiating things but boy was his heart pounding.

But feeling his skin against yours was so nice; feeling the warmth of your hand against his, it was so comforting. Goodness, he loved you so much. He just didn’t know how to say it sometimes.

The two of you held hands until you got back to the school. Nobara and Yuji rushed inside, not wanting to be out in the heat anymore while you and Megumi took your time getting inside. Sometimes you believed Nobara and Yuji shared one brain cell between each other—and they probably did, to be honest.

Megumi’s hand fell from yours when you got inside, which was okay, you were going to sit down to cool off anyway.

You made your way inside and to one of the rooms, walking over to one of the couches. Thankfully you had nothing else going on for the rest of the day so you could just practically pass out on the couch for a little while.

Before you sat down, you looked at Megumi, who was just standing there looking at you. “You okay, sweetheart?” You asked, slightly confused. He had been acting odd all day and it confused you. What was going on?

Again, no reply. Instead, you felt his hands suddenly grab your waist and pull you close to him, his arms enveloping you in a big hug. You stood there stunned for a moment before wrapping your arms around him tightly. It was clear that he really needed this hug.

“Megumi—,” You spoke but he cut you off.

“Don’t say anything.” He said softly, “Just don’t say anything.” He breathed out, not wanting to be asked any questions right now. All he wanted to do was hold you.

With you still in his arms, he moved and sat down on the couch, putting you on his lap and burying his face into the crook of your neck. It was so comforting, so nice. He just wanted to stay like this forever, in the safety and comfort of your arms.

You were still stunned that he was doing this but you didn’t question a thing, continuing to keep your arms locked tightly around him. Eventually, your hand made its way up to his scalp, gently raking your nails through his hair. You could feel him practically melt into your touch and you let out a little chuckle.

“Cute,” You mumbled, your voice could barely be heard.

Megumi let out a little huff and just kept his arms around you, his cheeks warm from embarrassment.

You weren’t sure how long you two were like that and eventually, you had somehow shifted to where the both of you were laying down, still holding each other in your arms. Megumi had practically fallen asleep, comfortably cuddled up right in your arms.

And he would’ve fallen asleep—had Yuji not walked into the room and seen the two of you lying together on the couch. Poor, innocent Yuji who could physically never bring himself to be quiet. “Ooh, Fushiguro! Getting comfortable with [name] there huh?” He said lightheartedly, thinking nothing of it. He really was just teasing.

Within an instant, Megumi was sitting up with an unamused expression, reaching to grab the nearest thing he could, his face pink and flushed “Shut up!”

Yuji was out of that room within seconds, just barely dodging the magazine Megumi had thrown at him.

[soapssuds]

Cracking open a book while using your little reading light, you hoped that the flicker of it wouldn't disturb your seatmate too much as you felt the plane jolt forward, the engines slowly revving up as it began to take off down the runway.

"You need the overhead light, love?"

Jumping a little at the little tap on your shoulder, you glanced to your seatmate, "o- oh, uhm, no. I'm good. Thank you, though."

He took a glance at the title when you held it up a little. A smile gracing his lips, "you like the book so far?"

"W- well, i like it, but it's not one of my favorites... I actually like a different book from this author way more."

The man hummed as he leaned back in his chair, "which one?"

You gave the title, your voice a little meek, a little quiter and less confident than a few moments prior. Almost as if you were trying to see if you gave the right answer or not to a question asked by a teacher.

"That's one of my favorites too. Which part of it did you like more?"

"Probably when the detective realized that the villain was playing around with him during the aquarium crime scene."

Chuckling softly at your response, he clasped his hands in his lap, "i can definitely see why that would be good, and love, I didn't catch your name."

You gave it to him, your face slightly heating up, "and you," you managed to ask.

He held out his hand for you to take, which you hesitantly reached for. His hold was firm, surprising you slightly, "it's John Price."

Now, with a name to a face, you found yourself happily chatting away with him. The four hour flight seeming to fly by as you talked about your favorite books and whether or not you're going home or not.

Even when the plane landed, you found yourself wanting to talk to Price some more. (You also found yourself calling him Mr. Price, but it wasn't your fault! He was just older than you!)

"Here, let me."

When you had stood up (you had the aisle seat) to reach for your carry-on luggage, Price had offered to get it for you. Which you ended up letting him despite feeling a little bad for it.

"Thank you," you said, as you looked at him, but just as you did so it seemed the crowd of people wanted to get moving so you had to move along with them off the plane as Price got his own bag.

And just as you made it off the plane before him, you thought about waiting. Is it considered weird to wait for him? Biting the inside your cheek to pull over the thought, you felt someone tap you on the shoulder. And when you turned, you immediately grimaced at the one disturbing your thoughts.

A man with greasy, long hair tied into a low ponytail was shifting from foot to foot. His gaze was on you as he gave you a nervous smile.

"Hey, I thought I wouldn't see you again."

He was referring to when he saw you in the security line. Regrettably so, you think this is one of those times when someone gets an "airport crush" you just didn't think it would be happening to you...

"R- right. Well, it is good to see you too, but I need to get going."

"If you want," he started quickly before you could leave, his hand grabbing onto your wrist, "we could hangout this weekend, or maybe i could drive you home?"

"Oh, uhm, well-"

"She's with me."

The man holding your wrist was immediately forced to let go as you felt someone throw their arm over your shoulders and pull you back.

Looking up to see Price, you relaxed instantly in his hold, something that didn't go unnoticed by him as he gave your sholder a light squeeze.

"And I would very much appreciate it if you left her alone."

The man huffed, but got the memo as he readjusted the straps of his backpack on his shoulders and skulked away down the hall, most likely where the baggage claim area was along with the other people heading their as well.

"Sorry about getting handsy with you there, love," Price said as he took his arm off of you.

And before your brain could give a proper filter to your words, your mouth already said them, "i would rather have you touching me, then him."

You heard someone whistle off to the side, "aye Captain, you going to let that remark slide?"

Glancing over, you noticed three others.

'Captain?'

"Don't mind them, love, they don't know how to keep their noses out of my business."

"He has a point though," you wondered where you managed to get the courage, but pushed the thought aside, "are you going to let what I said slide?"

[vulpixisananimal]

[You held the knife right to Ramos' throat, ignoring Mirabelles panicked yelling. Mind craft?!? MIND CRAFT?!? WHY WAS THAT HERE!!!]

"Raaaaamoooooos~"

"I-I didn't!! I didn't do anything please!! P-please!!" [He looked between you, the knife, and Mirabelle.] "I-I came here with Mira to warn you, r-right??"

[You grin evily. Leaning closer to Ramos' face, the rain running down your cloak not helping your image.] "Oh you did~ Didn't you? And how do I know you didn't get Mirabelles mind as well~?"

"Loop!!" [Mirabelle yells.]

"I-I didn't do anything!! I p-promise I-I, I-"

"Oh you didn't do you? Oh, and I'm sure it WASN'T you who started meddling in everyones minds in Jouvente!!"

"I-I, I--"

"LOOP!!!" [Oh that was, a tone you had NEVER heard from the Housemaiden. You turn to look at her, she looked furious. You faulter.] "Let Ramos go!!"

[. . . . . You back away from Ramos. They stumble back.]

"Now say sorry."

"But Mira-"

"I said say sorry."

[You shudder, stars. You had never seen her like this. You look at Ramos, they're terrified. You sigh, and force the words.] ". . . I'm sorry Ramos."

"I-it'sfine. . ." [They mumble out, getting to their feet.] "I. . . S-sorry."

"Do not apologise, Ramos. Loop, look at me,."

[You look over to your Housemaiden. With a hand on her hip, she gently bonks you on the head.]

"Ow."

"No mind craft, see? I'm fine." [She says with a huff.] "Now can we please be productive?"

"Right. Sorry, Mirabelle." [You say, looking away. Stars. . .] "So, what happened."

[Mirabelle looked to Ramos, they took a breath before explaining.] "Alright, w-well, I got back from my jog, went inside, saw Isa in the common area, gave him a hug and felt a tingle- No no no let me finish!! I'm fine I promise!!"

"You better be." [You mumble, stepping back again.]

"O-okay, okay so, it was mind craft being spread from Isa to me, but, well, y'know, I can do some of that too! And I remember that mind craft needs some time to latch on? If that makes sense?"

"Go on. . .?" [You say, impatiently. Mirabelle gives you a look.]

"R-right. Well, I uh. . . I ran outside, found Mira practicing with her sword, and uh, a-asked her to hit me over the head."

"HA!"

"Loop!"

"It was funny! Sorry~"

[Ramos rubbed their shoulder.] "I-It's alright Mira, uh, s-so, well that kinda jumbled my head enough so I could use my own mind craft to dispell the one effecting me. Then, well, me and Mira went to grab you."

[You tap your foot. Great. Just, great.] "Why does this have to happen again."

"A-at least, we got to you first! Right?" [Mira says, trying to stay cheery.] "Now as long as you're safe we can figure this out!"

"Right you are~ Mirabelle~" [You say, like nothing ever happened.] "And Ramos, I am sorry. Thank you for getting me."

"O-oh! Uh. . . Thanks." [They say, looking away.]

"Now, shall we see how Isabeau's doing?"

"H-Huh?!?"

"Right away, Loop?" [Mira asks, concerned.]

"I want to see what's up in person. I promise, I wont let him touch me."

"If you're sure. . ."

[You weren't sure. But you had to see. The three of you walked back to the inn. Ha, don't let him touch you? What a reversal! To think he always thought you didn't want to be touched, yet, it's true now!! Ha!! Haha!!]

[Ugh. Mind craft. Why was it here again? Alright, if it WASN'T Ramos who caused it? You knew it could be spread by touch, so who would have had physical contact with Isabeau. Any of your party, realisticaly. Jan the innkeeper. . . Wait.]

[Ugh.]

[Nuuuullllll are you around at all~ My faaaavorite time looping headmate I could soooo use your help~ I KNOW you were the one in charge this morning and oh I don't remember a thing! It's quite serious you know, Mind craft~]

[. . . Stars. Stupid. Fine then be that way. You'll have to make do.]

[Coming around to the homestead, you notice that Isabeau is standing outside the front door looking down. He looked normal, if not a bit worried. You breathe in, and out.] "If I could talk to him alone? You can stay near, of course."

"I-if you're sure." [Ramos says, worried.]

"We'll jump in if there's trouble! Okay?" [Mira sounds confident.]

[You nod. And start walking to the front door. He didn't notice you untill you were a few paces away, he looked up, and smiled.] "Hey Sif!"

[You stop a few feet away.] "Hey Isa, everything alright?"

"Yeah! Well, kinda? Have you seen Ramos?" [He gets up and walks over to you.] "They were acting kinda weird earlier."

[You take a step back.] "Nope~ I wanted to talk to you about him, by the way."

"Oh? Is there something. . ." [You take another step back as he walks to you.] ". . . Uh, everything alright?"

"Not really. Could you just, stand over there?" [You say, you could hear the tension in the rain.] "Have you been feeling alright?"

"Yeah! I've been feeling great!" [He stays where he's standing.] "Though we don't wanna get a cold from the rain, right?"

[Questions, questions. . .] "I'm just worried, well, have you seen anyone else at the Inn?"

"Apart from those three this morning? Nope! There was a bonded-couple around this morning, but they left really early."

[This morning?] "Who were those three again?"

[He tilts his head.] "That traveler, remember? Silver hair? Her name was Vixul, by the way. I think she knew those two who were bickering but that's just a guess."

{That girl. Ask about that girl.}

[You twitch a little. Hello to you too, Antimatter~] "Oh? What was she like!"

"Oh she's nice! From some place far off, said I couldn't guess her country even if I tried!" [He replied with a laugh.]

{Antimatter? Really?}

[You need a nickname, Antimatter~ Hmm, couldn't guess her country?] "She didn't. . . Do anything weird, did she?"

"Weird?" [He shakes his head.] "No? Sif, are you sure you're okay?"

"Oh I'm great, Isa, don't worry about me~" [You say with a smile.]

". . ." [He looks away, clearly something on his mind.]

{. . .}

". . . What's wrong, Isa?" [You ask. Still not taking any steps forward.]

". . ." [He sighed.] ". . Do you even like me?"

[!?!??!??!!??]

{!!!!!!}

"W-what ah. . What brought this on?" [You say, trying not to panic.]

"You don't, do you. . ." [He gripped his arm.] "Not, you anyways."

"W-what, what do you-"

"You never liked me did you!" [He looks, looks REALLY upset!] "I-it's been months since I said I love you a-and you keep avoiding me!!"

[WHAT?!?!?!?]

{It's true. Siffrin did not want to talk about their relationship. They were terrified.}

[OF WHAT!!!] "T-that, I-, I'm sorry Isa I, I just have a lot going on and-"

[He yells.] "That didn't stop Mal!"

[What??]

{That's enough. He's being controlled, loop back-}

[You ignore it.] "I- What?!? What did, it. . ."

[Isabeau took a step towards you.] "The only one who's been close to me was Mal! And you all said it was scary and dangerous!! A-and I'm starting to think you were just jealous!!"

[W-what. What. Mal?? what is he talking about?!?!]

{Leave. Go away.}

[You are NOT kicking me out of front!! You take another step back.]

[Isabeau continues.] "Mal has been the ONLY one to be there for me! To really, really be there!! A-and, and I just want to know if you love me too or if it's all fake!!!"

[T-this, this isn't real. Haha. It's not. He's-]

{Effected by mind craft. Please leave now.}

[You didn't.] "I'm, Isa I'm sorry I, uh-"

[He's crying, he- his right hand is bleeding?!?] "It's fine!! Just say it!! Just say you don't love me!!"

{Go. BACK!}

[You shake, that's, that-] "I-isa, I, I-"

"It's fine!! It's fine!!! At least I know one of you has the courage to kiss me!!"

[WHAT?!?!]

{Loop back. Loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back-}

"W-what did, did, you, a-and-"

"What does it matter!!" [He's crying harder.] "I, I- I'm--"

-Loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back loop back LOOP BACK LOOP BACK LOOP BACK!!! PLEASE!!!!!}

[You can see him choke on his words. You smell, y-you smell-] "I-I'm, sorry--"

[You smell burnt sugar.]

{-LOOP BACK LOOP BACK LOOP BACK LOOP BACK LOOP BACK LOOP BACK LOOP BACK LOOP BACK LOOP BACK LOOP BACK LOOP BACK LOOP BACK-}

[anyasathenaeum]

"There's Only One Bed" Trope

Pairings: Vash x reader, Wolfwood x reader (separately)

A/N: Please be nice, this is the first time I'm writing for Trigun. I have no idea what I'm doing but here, have this I guess?? Feedback is welcome, just be nice please .-.

Vash The Stampede

"I'm gonna kill him."

You and Vash both arrived outside the door to the same room at the same time, each of you looking at the other, confused. Only to find out Wolfwood had told each of you separately that you had this room to yourselves. He had been planning this all along.

'That sneaky bastard,' You thought to yourself, feeling a tinge of irritation at being set up.

"H-Hey! Please don't, I'm sure it was an honest mistake!" Vash chimed in, a nervous laugh escaping him as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Relax, Stampede, I'm not gonna kill Wolfwood. I might hurt him, though. He set us up," You grumbled, fiddling with the key to your room and just about tearing the door off its hinges as you entered.

"I can take the floor as long as you give me a pillow," You muttered tiredly over your shoulder to Vash, fighting to keep the heat from rising to your face.

You hated to admit it, but sharing a bed with the Humanoid Typhoon actually didn't sound too bad. Vash had been nothing but kind to you in all your time travelling with him, and you couldn't help it - the guy was pretty damn loveable when you got to know him.

"Oh, no! It's okay, I can take the floor, honestly, I don't mind! You can have the bed, (Y/N), you look pretty tired and I'm sure you could use the rest."

Vash's tone was kind, and when you looked over at him, he was just smiling at you warmly. You quickly looked away, praying Vash wouldn't notice, before humming to yourself for a moment in contemplation.

"Well, that's no good either. I don't know about you, Vash, but I'm fine if we share a bed. If you're not comfortable, though, that's okay, too. We'll figure something out," You offer, not looking at him as you feel the warmth creeping up in your face again. The things this man did to you.

"You sure, (Y/N)? I don't mind the floor, honest!" Vash asked, clearly not wanting to make you uncomfortable.

"You're not sleeping on the floor, Vash. You need rest just as much as I do. Come on, we'll just share, okay?" You stated, making a decision for the both of you.

"O-Okay!"

The word that slipped from Vash's lips came out a bit strangled, causing you to look over at him, only to see that his face had become as bright red as his coat.

Stifling a laugh, you called out teasingly, "You okay there, Vash? You're blushing pretty hard. Cat got your tongue?"

Vash just gave a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his head with his prosthetic hand, "I-I just haven't shared a bed with another person in a really, really long time."

You laughed softly under your breath, before walking over the the bed and turning down the covers, getting the bed ready for you two to sleep in.

"Don't worry, Vash. I promise I don't kick or bite in my sleep. Or, at least, I don't think I do."

"You're a cuddly sleeper."

You froze at those words, turning to look at him with wide eyes, "What?"

Vash let out another nervous laugh, "You become cuddly in your sleep. I only know that because one night you fell asleep next to me and you latched onto me and didn't let go until shortly before you woke up."

You felt heat rush to your face as you spluttered, "W-What?! You never told me I did that! Oh, my God, I'm sorry, Vash, I didn't know I did that, that's so embarrassing, I-"

"Don't apologize," Vash cut you off, a genuine, soft smile on his face and a dusting of pink appearing on his cheeks and the tips of his ears, "You were really cute. It felt nice to have you holding onto me."

"B-But what if that happens again tonight?" You retorted, slightly mortified by this new revelation.

Vash simply smiles bigger, his blush darkening, "You won't hear a complaint from me."

You were going to buy Wolfwood some new cigarettes in the morning in thanks.

Nicholas D. Wolfwood

"Well, well, well. Whatcha doing on my bed, sweetheart?"

You sat up so fast you almost threw your back out at the sound of Wolfwood's voice, your gaze coming to rest on the man who was now leaning against the wall, cigarette between his smirking lips.

"Your bed? No, no, you're mistaken, this is my bed, Wolfwood. Meryl told me so herself earlier," You retorted, scowling at him as chuckled and stepped closer to the bed where you were sitting.

"Yeah? Well, little lady told me this was my room," Wolfwood replied cooly, his gaze resting on you as he chuckled again, showing you the same key as the one you had, "Guess she's played us both."

"Well, I got here first, so get out, Wolfwood," You hissed as you glared at him, annoyed at how relaxed and unbothered he seemed. He just always knew how to get under your skin.

"Yikes, don't you know God frowns on those unwilling to share, (Y/N)?"

The smirk on Wolfwood's face made you either want to hit him or kiss him, or possibly both, in that order.

"Oh, shut it, Wolfwood. You're not even that good a priest, so you don't get to pull that crap on me."

You stood up, getting closer to him, your hands crossed over your chest as you gazed at him, trying to be as cool and collected as he was, "So, what do we do?"

Wolfwood's eyebrows raised, an expression crossing his face that you couldn't pin for a split second before he smirked again, "We could always share, ya know."

"You. Share a bed. With me?" You reiterate slowly, your eyes narrowing as you looked at him, "Why on Earth would you do that? I mean, it's pretty obvious you can't stand me, so why would you offer to share a bed with me?"

Now an expression you'd never seen before on him but certainly recognized flashed across Wolfwoods face - surprise.

"You think I can't stand you?"

You shrugged your shoulders, trying to be nonchalant about it, "Well, yeah. You're always trying to make me mad or get a reaction out of me, you insult me, you condescendingly call me "sweetheart", the list goes on. I can't really see how that points to anything but you disliking me, Wolfwood."

"Nicholas."

You blinked. "What?"

"Nicholas. My name. Call me by my name."

Wolfwood's voice was gruff, his eyes watching you carefully as he spoke. He could see your eyes widening in surprise and confusion, to which he took the opportunity to step forward until he was just a little too close to you, getting up into your personal space.

"And listen, sweetheart, I don't dislike you. It's just fun seeing you squirm and get riled up - you're cute when you're angry."

Before you could even begin to process what Wolfwood had just said, he brushed past you, sitting down on the bed and patting the spot next to him with a smirk, his tone gently teasing.

"Come on, sweetheart. Lemme show you just how much I like you."

[natsaffection]

Cure. | N. Romanoff

Natasha Romanoff x Younger!Reader

MINORS DNI!!! (18+!)

Summary: You got infected with the sex pollen and a red haired ..acquaintance offers to help you.

warnings: Age gap (N=32 | r= 20), Masturbation, fingering (r receiving), oral (r receiving), strap on (r receiving)

Word count: 2,1k

A/N: Here's part from my ongoing fic ( I hate you! ) that I'm continuing and wanted to share!! :v Please have in mind that English is not my first language <33

As usual, you were lost in thoughts and again didn't notice where your head was taking you. Until you stood in front of Bruce's lab. You were about to go on, when something grabbed you. So you look around and finally go inside.

It was large and very plain. Also, of course white..what does that color always have to do with it? "Hey, Y/N, can I help you with something?" Bruce's voice startled you "No..Just curious." Bruce smiled and continued to play with a device in his hand. As he went back to his work, you continue to look around. You have to admit Bruce is pretty darn organizational and everything has a label, its own container and so on. Except...this one certain piece. It had a sort of orange glow to it and yes that only attracted curious people like you, "Hey Bruce what's this?" You touch it and when you see Bruce face, "O-Oh, don't!" a pulling stench came from the jar, and you drop it and with your luck you stand right in the cloud of the smell. You cough a few times and step aside, "What the hell is that!" Bruce slowly walked up to you, "Oh god..Uhm..How are you..feeling?"

How should you be feeling? You stink to no end now, "Other than the smell, fine. Why?" Bruce holds his hand over his mouth, and you see him thinking. "Bruce, what's going on? What is that thing I inhaled!" Are you going to die? Is that how you're going to die?! He kept coming at you, "I'm so sorry. I-"

"Now tell me what's going on, Bruce, or I'll..."

"You've been infected with sex pollen!" he interrupted you, looking deep into your eyes. However, you only understood the word sex and infected, "W-WHAT?! What does that mean, infected? With what, a-and how long is this going to last now?" You should have stayed in bed...

And you were now. Just with a bit of a shocked face. Bruce explained to you exactly what it means to be infected with it and your head stopped. You asked how you could get rid of it, and Bruce had to stifle a laugh. And now here you are...sweaty, hot and...horny. You had been trying for several minutes, but you couldn't get it off. Is it hormones, or why could you start crying at any time? You're so damn needy, you couldn't think straight,

"My door is always open for that... to talk, I mean, for other things, too."

Your eyes widened. Hell no. No, no, no..She's the last person you would ask for something like that! Bruce must have made a mistake, this will go away on its own..So you lay down on your side and try to sleep. But after many hours, from turning over, to throwing the pillow away, you couldn't. You look at your air conditioner and whimper as you see it set to max. Eventually you give up on it and get up to go to the kitchen. You need ice cubes, liters of water, and Natasha.

Wait what?

When you get to the kitchen, you see how she also just made herself something to eat. You curse inside and go to the fridge anyway, "Hey..." Fuck, now your body is going into high gear again. "H-Hi..." What the fuck was that!!! Why do you sound so- "Are you okay?"

Just getting the water, just getting the water!

"You're really bad at lying, that needs to be mentioned." She calmly continues eating her food, "So what's the deal." Why does her voice have so much inpact on your body? You're thinking desperately, and you just couldn't take it anymore, "Bruce has some sex pollen in his fucking lab for fuck's sake and I inhaled that shit, okay?!" Don't be embarrassed. She's a woman, and you're a woman, so what could go wrong?

"I can help you with that if you want..." If you had drunk your water, it would be on the floor now, "What?" You misheard. Natasha set her bowl aside and leaned forward further, "Believe me when I tell you that it will only go away if a second person helps you with it. I speak from experience..." She tries to smile slightly, but knew how that must sound, "W-Who helped you?"

"It doesn't matter, so?"

You blink several times, "N-No..No! That- We can't do that! I'll do it-"

"I don't want to force you Y/n, but you're just getting started. You don't want to get to the end of the line, really." You keep looking at her. She really means it..No!

You grab your stuff and walk past her. Once in the room, you walked a bit, but the more you thought about it, the worse it got. Your tingling in your stomach is killing you and the heat even further down..Your fingers moved back down, started rubbing your clit. Your other hand reached for your breast, and you start stimulating your nipple as well. "F-Fuck..." You rub your knuckles more against your clit, circular motions sending you into spasms. Your legs start twitching, and you keep trying to concentrate until all the sensation disappeared. You start whimpering and trying to fight it, but it was no use. You were back to zero.

You had tried two more times, but instead of it getting better, it got so much worse that you couldn't take it anymore. So you get up and go over to the one who gave you the offer. You knock and a little later she opened up and grinned at you, "told you."

"Shut up and now help me, please..." She opens the door further and you go inside. You look around and then turn to her, "So..How do-"

Natasha was on you like a gazelle. She attacked your neck immediately, and you had to laugh. She can definitely save the foreplay, "Please fuck me now!" She continued a few more kisses on your neck until she looked at you, "Wow, where do you get words like that, huh, little girl? But before. I need you to answer one thing for me,“ The look she had and how she looked down at you gave your confirmation again that it wasn't a mistake to come here, fuck you could already feel it... "Is this your first time?" You were already expecting that, "No." She looks deeply at you to check for a lie, but when she found nothing, "Don't worry about your problem," She put a hand on your chest and pushes you backwards to her bed. As you lay on it, she climbs over you, "Besides..the best part are not finished in a hurry." She goes back to your neck and helps you take off your shirt. When that was finally on the floor, she wandered down,

Your shoulder, your chest, your belly, everything she touched with her mouth and the heat you already had got worse and worse, "P-Please, do something..." You had waited enough today..She kept looking at you until finally She squatted in front of where you needed Her the most. Between your legs.

She didn't hesitate long and directly started making circular movements with her tongue. The sensation made you spasm right away, and you comply with her movements, "You're doing great..." Fuck, who is doing the best here?! Sex with dirty talk? 10/10! That Natasha was strong, you already knew, but when she turned you completely around in one movement was new. Or your head was already so fucked that you could no longer think. Now that you were lying on your stomach, Natasha had a much better angle and didn't take long to fill you with her fingers.

You couldn't help but moan into the pillow beneath you. This must have triggered something in Natasha as she suddenly climbed onto the bed, reached under your belly and leaned into you, "Don't hide those beautiful noises from me... "A-Ah! F-fuck!" It was too much at once, and you try to hold on somewhere, but you found nothing but her arm. Natasha grunt as she felt your nails in her wrist and that propelled her forward. She went in deeper and managed to put her thumb on your clit as well.

The only thing that held you now was Natasha. That was also the only thing you could think about, "I feel it getting tighter..." The way she whispered that in your ear made you finish and let out everything you had. She helped you ride out the orgasm and then gently laid you down on the pillows. You were trying to catch your breath when you noticed Natasha getting up and leaving. You were already getting ready to leave, but a little later she came back with a strap in her hand, "Is that okay if I take you with this?" You look at her blurry, "Fuck..hell yes.."

She clicked her tongue and pulled out to put the strap on. When She was done, She came over you again. To your surprise, She took your face and turned it towards Her to give you a kiss. She probably took that as a distraction, since she was filling you with her cock at the same time. You moaned into her, and she swallowed most of your sounds, but when she hit a certain spot, you throw your head back. "Found it, hmm?" You were afraid she would stop, so you started nodding vigorously, "Yes, Yes! Right there, please!" Natasha leaned up and turned you around again, holding your hips to get a better grip. She then rammed into you like an animal and the bed started pounding against the wall,

"Th-This..Feels, Ahh!" All that could be heard in the room was your moans and the thud of your skin, and Natasha couldn't get enough. She turned you again and bent your whole body towards her, making you see stars, "So deep~“

"Yeah? Am I making you feel good, huh?" She grabbed one of your breasts and started massaging your nipples, making you twitch, "W-Wait, that's too-" you were cut off as Natasha gave you a certain thrust and ramming into you faster. She was about to finish and so were you, "I-I will!!!"

"Come on..Fuck, go ahead.." Natasha's thrusts became more uncontrolled, and she just rammed into you out of desperation until it clicked, and you moaned her name. This also brought Natasha into her orgasm and she collapsed all over you. She held herself up on her shoulders to look at you and shit, does she love that look you have on your face. "Wow, you really needed that..“Her tone was soft, and you close your eyes to keep that serene feeling, "You have..yeah..no idea..thanks..."

"Wait here." She rolled to the side to get up from the bed. You just thought to yourself 'I have nowhere to go right now anyway' but you let it stick. She was gone for a while until she came back with a fresh towel and a glass of water. She sat down at the edge and gave you the water. You thanked her and took it,

"So..." Natasha was the first to say anything again after a few minutes of silence, "Are you feeling better?" You knew she was asking it to get the mood back up. You couldn't hide the grin anymore, "Yeah..thanks again..I'll owe you."

"No you don't." Even Natasha noticed that this statement came way too fast. She continues to look at you and stands up again. You thought that was it and that it was the sign to go, but as you were about to get up as well, she came back with bedding, "Where are you going?" You were confused, "Um..I thought I was supposed to go?" Natasha rolled her eyes and put the bed stuff on her bed, "Ever heard of aftercare? And I hardly think you can walk two feet in this condition..." She's right...again.

[pastelaspirations]

Heeey... Hi... How's it been going, hahah... Me? Oh, yeah, I've been fine, just uh. Functionally dead and uh. Not having a g r e a t time-

Why?? Well. Let's make this as short as possible.

My October was completely full of school assignments and I was drowning

During fall break, my mom's cousin came over to our house and knocked a 48 inch hole in my bedroom wall in search of a water leak that didn't exist. It's a long story-

I discovered a professor that my brother was close to passed away. It hit me kinda hard and I haven't been feeling great

My car started having lots of issues. Shuddering, check engine light turning on, the whole works. Got it repaired, cost $1000

I'm stressed about the holiday season coming up 'cus I haven't shopped for anyone at all and I have to entertain family members that I might rather n o t (This is all without mentioning finals coming up)

So. U h. Yeah. Haven't been having the best time. B u t. It's fine, it's great. I'm actually getting therapy soon. :D And not occupational therapy, or physical therapy, since I GOT TO DO THOSE TOO-

N a h. It's the "getting a phone call at 9 in the freaking morning to confirm an appointment for behavioral health." W h o o p e e.

A h e m. Sorry. Anyway. I'm good. I'm fine. Have a picture of the Beast that I should have freaking done for chapter 38, but was too lazy and didn't get around to it. So, how have you guys been doing. Participated in Inktobertale and having a good time, I hope-

[kiwi-but-the-bird-not-the-fruit]

Hello! I saw you write for Ever After High and if requests are open, isn't that a problem if you write for Briar Beauty x GN!Reader. With the theme of "friends to lovers", where the reader is more shy than Briar but has been in love with her for a long time and doesn't know how to confess.

Hi hi happy to make this

Haven't done briar yet so if it's ooc my apologies

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Briar Beauty x shy gn! reader

Prompt- the reader has been in love with Briar for the longest time and they don't know how to confess but with a help from Cupid things take a cute turn.

Fluff/Friends to lovers/ Cupid to the rescue

Using [Name] as substitute for y/n

(E/c)-eye color

(H/c)-hair color

Art not mine found on pinterest

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We cut to [Name] a young royal with a dilemma of the heart, they sigh as they stare at their best friend of many years Briar Beauty, you see [Name] had fallen head over heels for the girl but they couldn't express their emotions in any way, always too shy to truly say how they felt of the beautiful girl a few feet away.

[Name] turned back to their locker and got the books they needed for the next class "Hey [Name]!" Briar's voice called out [Name] turned around to find Briar coming towards them, her sweet smile adorning her face "Hey Briar, what's up?" They tried their hardest not to stutter and luckily it worked "Nothing much i was just wondering if you wanted to hangout-" is that hope? "With Apple and me" there it goes

"Sure love too" they gave a smile and a nod "Perfect, see you later at my dorm!" Briat walked away the smell of her rose perfume lingering for a few seconds then disappearing "*sigh* so much wishful thinking of a one on one hangout that won't happen" [Name] grab the rest of the books and walk to their next class.

"Oh my poor [Name] & Briar they just don't see they're meant to be" Cupid sighs sadly "well good thing I'm here and I'll make this ship happen!" She exclaims loudly making other student stare at her weirdly "oh sorry" she walks out quickly

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Cupid is seen behind a stack of books, she spies on [Name] as they pick out a book from the shelf and walk to the nearest available table 'okay Cupid now is your chance to help a friend out' Cupid makes a b line towards them "hello [Name]! Would you mind if I sat next to you and chatted real quick?" She smiles down at them "Hello Cupid and not at all please take a seat, what do you want to talk about?" Cupid takes the seat next to them and gets comfortable

"Well I was gonna offer to help you get together with Briar!" She practically yells in excitement "SHHH" the librarians exclaim from their desks "oops sorry" she whispers then looks back at [Name] who looks mortified and red in the face "i-i uhhh" she panics seeing them stutter "oh I'm sorry I just thought you know- you do like Briar right?" [Name] looks around "uhhh yeah i-i do...wait how did you know?"

Cupid chuckles "it's all in the eyes [Name]" she gets up and offers her hand "now come on,i have the perfect plan" [Name] puts her hand in her's and in a snap of a finger they are out the door

Cupid and [Name] are seen on the steps of the entrance talking to each other, Briar is seen coming up behind them unbeknownst to the two 'oh it's Cupid what is she doing with [Name]?' Briar stops beside them "hey Rosebud!" She hugs them from the side "o-oh hey Briar!" [Name] quickly tries to regain their composure looking to the side in hopes the beautiful princess didn't see their flushed expression "are you still coming to my hangout?" She steps back to look at them "o-oh about that--" they look at Cupid who gives them a thumbs up "I can't but I was planning to tell you i-if you liked to go stargazing w-with me" they avert her gaze only starting at their shoes

"Oh that's fine,I'd love to go stargazing!" She grabbed their hands and made them look at her "r-really!?" They asked dumbfounded Briar only giggled in response "okay uhhh tomorrow night,meet me at my dorm" Briar nodded her head, "perfect it's a date! see you then" she walked away quickly so that [Name] wouldn't see her pink dusted cheeks

"Oh my fairy godmother they just asked me out" she holds her cheeks with both hands, feeling the warmth radiating from her face

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Later that very next day, cupid is in [Name]'she room helping them packing a basket of snacks and a picnic blanket to sit on, Cupid makes a few more adjustments then finishes up and hands it off to [Name] who thanks her as Cupid takes her leave "Good luck [Name]!"

For 20 minutes [Name] paced around their side of the room as they waited for Briar to come and knock on the door.

"*knock knock knock*" This was it, tonight [Name] was gonna face their fears and tell the most beautiful princess who was also their friend how they felt about her, all the ways she made them feel at peace in study sections, the fuzzy dealing when they brushed hands in the hallway while walking together. Everything they felt towards her.

"Coming" [Name] whispered yell as they reached the door, opening it and letting Briar in.

"Hey! I'm so excited" she whispered in a buzz "glad to see your excited, ima all packed up we can head out" [Name] grabbed the basket and walked to the door motioning for Briar to go first "why thank you" she bonded her head a little "but of course your highness l" [Name] joked back

The two walk out carefully out of the school, and into the hidden fields inside the forest, [Name] places down the basket and takes out the blanket placing it gently, they turn to Briar and held out their hand she happily did so and the two sat next to each other

"So beautiful!" Briar pointed at the stars that shined bright in the navy blue sky "yeah, very beautiful" [Name] said but was looking at Briar while doing so.

[Name] grabs a small telescope from their satchel and gives it to Briar "Here I think this will make the experience much more fableous" they place the telescope in her hands "wow that's really nice, thank a bunch Rosebud!"

[Name] smiled at the nickname it was one they had heard for years and it made them ever so happy every time she said it, [Name] didn't know why she started calling them that but it didn't matter, her smile and glimmering eyes filled with wonder and excitement were always the best part in every small adventure the two went on, all of the scratches were worth it;all the late night parties where worth it, all they did together was all a blessing because with Briar there was never a dull moment.

"I have to tell you something" [Name] started, Briar placed the telescope down and turned to them with a smile, "sure what is it Rosebud?" [Name] took a deep breath and took Briar by the hand, their eyes were staring into her for the first time in so long "I have feelings for you Briar,,in a romantic way" they squeezed her hand lightly "I want to be with you...i want to care for you and show you the world. I know we've been friends for so long but my feelings for you are true and as bright as a Fenix- Briar you are truly the most beautiful and caring person I've ever met, maybe that doesn't really begin to explain the many things i like about you but know that i just really want to love you, if you'll let me." They looked at the end of their confession praying that this wasn't the stupidest thing they could ever do.

A hand reaches out to grab their face and [Name] is brought back to their senses and looks up at Briar's bright brown eyes "[Name]" she gently caresses their face.

"i have feelings for you too, and i don't know when they started either but I know that I want to be with you too, the way you always been there in every crazy idea I have, the way you always check up on me after a hectic day, how considerate you are and always willing to help a friend even when your so shy you somehow end up stepping into help others, I like everything you do and who you are so very deeply" Briar leans closer and kisses their cheek, then wraps her arms around [Name] pulling them into a comforting hug.

"Why don't we plan a date for just the two of us?" Briar whispers into their ear, "I'd like that" they hold her a little tighter as if they didn't this all would disappear like a dream, but as [Name] took a few breaths in and inhale her flowery perfume they knew that this wasn't a dream but it wasn't, nothing would ever be the same it wouldn't matter though.

For they knew with all their heart that no matter what, the two would go forth and face this new feeling together as a new couple.

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(A.n after writing) wow I really enjoyed writting this x reader pairing supper cute and heartwarming for my soul

[pineappleciders]

hello hello hello hi!!!! seeing ur writing rq's are open could I request mari, basil, sunny, and hero with an s/o whos gotta stay in the hospital for a week?? It'd be cool since I had to stay in the hospital for a week diagnosed w a life long illness and . none of my friends visited 😭 have a wonderful silly day!!!!

MARI, BASIL, HERO, and SUNNY with an S/O who's been hospitalized

A/N: HELLO!! i hope you are doing well, being in the hospital SUCKS and i'm so sorry that nobody visited😭😭i hope everything gets better for you, plz stay safe❤️

MARI

she hates it when you aren't doing well,, she'll visit you every day and stay for as long as she can

she'll bring you fresh flowers every time and will always talk w you about anything and everything. she'll tell you how your friends have been and about the grade she got on her quiz ... literally anything in hopes of distracting both you and her of your state

i think she likes to sew so she'll sew you a little blanket or even a plushie to keep you comfort

gets a little upset whenever she has to leave the room ... she's fighting tooth and nail with the doctors to let her in

bakes cookies for you and u two eat them together . honestly if she had it her way you'd be completely under her care but,,, sigghh,,, she supposes that the doctors know what's best.... smh

if you're feeling well enough to eat she'll always help you do so. even if you insist that you can do it by yourself . she's almost like an over-doting mother in some ways

WILL sing/hum you lullabies when you're tired. you cannot refuse. she will also tuck you in and kiss your forehead . just for good measure

BASIL

he can't help but worry . he's honestly pretty anxious knowing you're not doing well but he doesn't show it in front of you ,, he doesn't want to stress you out even more

he'll send you cards every single day that he can't make it in person ,, they have little doodles on them and you can tell they're made with love

he brings you potted plants and tells you all about them. he hopes that it helps you get your mind off of everything for awhile !!

"this is an echinacea, or the coneflower! it's been used for antibiotic and medicinal treatment for centuries. it symbolizes healing and strength. here, it's for you."

he'll hold you hand and you can't help but notice how nervous he gets when doctors come in ... he really doesn't want to leave but he understands

he tries to comfort you during uncomfortable times ... like when you have to get your blood drawn or having to take medicine. he'll smile and tell you that he's proud and that he'll get you ice cream when you're out if you follow the doctor's instructions

HERO

he's always talking about what you two are gonna do together when you get out of the hospital,, like going to a carnival and getting ice cream and how excited HECTOR will be to see you again

he doesn't like seeing you unwell but he tries to stay positive and make the best of it!!!

brings you anything you might need from home. drawing materials? plushies? electronics? your favorite blanket? he has it all

he likes to eat meals with you in your room and just talk about everything. he'll tell you about how everyone misses you and he'll lowkey be trying not to cry in front of you

he wants to cook for you SO BAD but the hospital always has meals set up for you already :( so instead he'll bring you little snacks like cookies throughout the day

doesn't want to leave the room at all,,, he'll bring in a laptop and do his classes online and everything

worried very easily,, always warns you to take it easy and slow down if you're getting up or something. he doesn't mean to be overbearing— he just really wants you to be careful!!

SUNNY

he HATES it god :(( he absolutely hates it when you're sick and hospitalized,, he already hates hospitals so he just. is Not Having a good time

but he doesn't want to make it more stressful for you so he tries his best to be there for you

admittedly might spend more less time with you in the hospital just because he can't stand it. but he tries his best to not be selfish and spend time with you when he can

he's a little embarrassed about it but he'll draw pictures of you and give them to you,, don't talk about it too much or show anyone though, he'll never forgive you

encourages you to take your medicine and eat well,, he's not as overwhelming as MARI or HERO but he still cares a lot, just has a different way of showing it

he'll rant about his interests and stuff that's been going on recently to distract you from everything.. he might get a little bit distracted and rant for the entire night so be sure to tell him when you've had enough

may or may not fall asleep with his head on your bed,,, or your lap,,,, holding your hand,,, mayhaps,,,,,

[s1nflower]

Sorry it took so long, I thought this will be easy (I was wrong💀)

🧡Kenny☠️ NSFW Alphabet

Age: 18+

A-Aftercare: (what are they like after sex)

Just want to cuddle. Probably don't shower right afrer but in the morning. (which means you also have to wait 'till morning)

B-Body part: (their favourite body part of yours)

Is that even a question? Your ass.

C-Cum: (anything to do with cum basically... I'm a disguisting person)

If not inside you, his favourite place to cum is on your face

D-Dirty secret: (their dirty secret)

He's pretty open with you about that so... he doesn't have any.

E-Expirience: (how expirienced are they)

Probably more than you. Even if he's not he will learn fast what you like.

F-Favourite position:

He would do any but his favourites are cowgirl and 69.

G-Goofy: (are they serious during the moment)

I can't pitcure him ever being too serious.

H-Hair: (how well groomed are they)

Not completely shaved but doesn't have alot hair. Also doesn't care if you shave or not.

I-Intimacy: (how romantic are they during the moment)

Well, he's trying to be romantic ('trying' is keyword)

J-Jack off: (masturbation headcanon)

Whenever you're not araound basically or if you're not in the mood.

K-Kinks:

Overstimulation, just loves making you cum over and over.

L-Location: (favourite places to do it)

His or your bedroom or livingroom

M-Motivation: (what turns them on)

Anything you do literally. Also whenever you want he's down.

N-No: (what turns them off)

Anything with pain (except maybe spanking) and if there's one kink he doesn't have, it's degration.

O-Oral: (preference on giving/recieving, skill)

I would say he likes both equally. He would never refuse a blowjob. When he goes down on you, he likes how fast he can make you cum and each time tries to see if he can faster.

P-Pace: (are they fast and rough or slow and sensual)

He starts slow but pick up on speed later.

Q-Quickie:

He likes to take his time, but if u can't at the moment he wouldn't mind a quickie.

R-Risk: (do they take risks, would they expiriment, etc)

He would try almost anything at least once. He would do it in public (wouldn't care too much if you got caught few times)

S-Stamina: (how many rounds they can go)

4 or 5 maybe.

T-Toy: (do they own toys, do they use them, on them or on their partner)

He can't afford any yet (you're 18-19 in this, this isn't post covid so he still can't) but if you have any he would be more than happy to use them.

U-Unfair: (how much do they like to tease)

I don't think he would leave you on edge for too long, but after that... prepare yourself. He would also do things that turns you on in public to see your reaction. (he also likes to be teased)

V-Voliume: (how loud are they)

He's shamelless so... very loud, doesn't like when you're trying to be quiet.

W-Wild card: (random headcanon)

He's the only one of the main 4 that would be down for pegging. I think he might even bring it up first.

X-Xray: (what's going on in those pants)

6,5 inches.

Y-Yearning: (how high are their sex drive)

Pretty high. (what did you expect)

Z-Zzz: (how fast they fall asleep afterwarts)

Usually before you. He tries to wait after you fall asleep but the boy is tired.

I don't know how I feel about this... I hope you enjoyed tho ;-;

Sorry for bad grammar.

[shimbongulus]

Thorns and Stars

(Warning! There are spoilers for Undertale Yellow's pacifist ending up ahead! Don't read if you haven't played it! Or do. I'm not your dad.)

The sun fractalized through the branches of trees in the park, making Martlet squint a bit as she relaxed on a wooden bench. 

The days since freedom came had been absolutely wonderful. Sunlight for the first time in most monsters’ lives, a decent peace with humanity, and a chance for a new start in a world they got to explore all anew.

Martlet had been doing her fair share of exploring around Ebbott, at least, but she wasn’t as young as she used to be. Her brief morning flight was evidence of that as she nursed a mildly aching wing, her fingertips massaging sore muscles and brushing over feathertips that frayed with age. 

She rued how unruly her down had gotten as she aged, but she reminded herself that was a sign of age - she got to see her down get all unruly, and feel her muscles lose the endurance they once had. It meant she had made it far enough to see the sun, that fabulous burning yellow disc that Monsterkind had dreamed of for so long.

But at the moment her wings weren’t the only things aching.

For the past decade and then some, she had been coping with the loss of a friend who had been in her life briefly but brilliantly. Starlo, Dalv and Ceroba had been excellent companions in the process of mourning and grief, and she had managed to grow around it, but it still bristled its thorns from time to time. 

Was there a world where they got to age with her? Was there a world where they came at this point in time? Perhaps.

Suddenly, a childlike voice echoed from Martlet’s right. “Is your wing alright?” She turned to look, and immediately recognized the figure of Frisk Dreemurr, the human name that every monster knew and would know for centuries to come.

“Oh, just fine. Things start to ache as  you get old. It’s whatever.” There was something incredibly familiar about Frisk’s presence and energy, something that seemed to summon the sweetness of the rose that dwelt somewhere within the thorns of grief.

“Say… you’re Frisk, huh?” They gave a nod, “Yup. What’s your name?”

“Martlet. I’m originally from Snowdin, but I’m currently staying in an apartment in New Waterfall.” 

Frisk gave that smile that caused the rose of grief to give its fragrance in Martlet’s soul even stronger as they extended a hand and shook with a firmness that shook her to her foundations. “Nice to meet ya, Martlet.” Suddenly, their face drew sympathetic. “Oh, I’m sorry, did I say something?” 

“W-Wha?” Small flecks of wetness on the periphery of her vision grew to Martlet’s awareness. “O-Oh, uh, it’s.. It’s not you. You just…”

She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself as she spoke the sentence, “You remind me of an old friend of mine. In a really good way.” She brushed some of the tears away, but a few miniscule replacements came behind them. Martlet tried her best to repress the sadness and lean into the bittersweetness that welled up from within her. 

Frisk pulled to a seat beside them, adjusting their blue-and-purple-striped jacket to keep the untimely spring cool out. “Who were they, if you don’t mind me asking?” 

For a moment, Martlet found it hard to summon words. What words could describe that brilliant, bright little candle that had come into their life for that moment those years ago? Friend? Compatriot? Companion? 

“Clover. Their name was Clover,” was all that she could manage for a moment, her blue bowlcut shifting in a slight breeze as a few tears flecked from her chin to her lap. 

Her voice shook slightly as she spoke, “T-They were a human, the last one to come before you. I h-helped them through Snowdin and to the Dunes…” Frisk put a hand on the tip of her shoulder, as if to ask permission to hug them. Martlet nodded as the child stretched an arm across as much of her back as they could reach.

“They were a really, really good friend. They were really strong, and really compassionate, like you.” Something seemed to wake up in Frisk as their brows raised and they asked, “Did they wear a cowboy hat?”

Martlet nodded, the tears slackening a little bit. “Yeah - yeah, they did.” Frisk seemed to look down into their lap, pondering as she continued, “They had a little toy gun, too. They loved coffee, and sweets, and pancakes, and dancing, and adventuring… They were tough as nails, and stronger than anyone could have ever believed.”

Frisk looked up and frowned a bit as they quietly nodded. Martlet then realized Frisk had obviously seen the container. “How did it happen?” 

Martlet’s head hung a bit as another few tears trickled down. “While they journeyed, they heard about the wrongs we’d suffered. They g-gave up their soul s-so that we…” Martlet tried to finish the sentence, but they could speak no more, and a pathetic little squeak came from her mouth as the tears seemed to come unfettered and undammed, coming in a small shower from her face as Frisk hugged her that extra little bit harder.

They squeezed Martlet’s feathered shoulders as the bird-monster cried, whispering, “It’s okay, it’s okay,” to her. Martlet’s tears finally slackened a bit as she reciprocated the hug to Frisk. 

Suddenly, the human looked up at them with bright eyes full of an idea. “Would you mind if I ran and got you something?” Martlet tried to voice a “sure,” but all that they could manage was a little nod as their breath still failed them from the emotional moment shared with the one who helped break the barrier.

She sat and watched as the human ran down the street, past the old brick building and away to some corner of this new town. She was alone now, for the moment, and wondered how Starlo and Ceroba were doing. Last she had seen Dalv, he was making moves to a more open stretch of ground to the east of the mountain, good for growing the fields of corn he excelled at growing.

Starlo and Ceroba were staying somewhere in New Home, she knew, and she wondered if they would ever complete the move up to Surface Home, but as far as she knew they were happy as it was. 

Martlet smiled a bit. Even if Clover was gone, she still had a good crowd of friends. She started to make a mental note to arrange a get-together between Frisk and everyone else, when she felt a tugging at her sleeve. 

As she turned, she saw Frisk, who had made their way back in front of her with nary a sound, giving her a start for a moment, “Aah! Oh, gosh, you scared the feathers off of me.” Frisk smirked, “Really? Looks like you still have ‘em all.” 

She shook her head, “You know what I mean.” It was then that she noted Frisk’s hand was clasped around something small. “Hm? What’s that you’ve got there?” Frisk smiled, “Something I found in the Underground when I was making my way through.”

Their hands unclasped to reveal a little six-pointed star with small brass knobs sticking out at each star-point. A word shone out from the center of the well-polished and well-kept keepsake, “DEPUTY.” 

Martlet’s hands involuntarily stretched out for the star, which Frisk eagerly handed to them. She caressed the thing and felt its contours, caressing even the pin which once held this to the chest of the human she had known so well.

She smiled a bright, happy smile at Frisk as the sweet rose that lived inside grief gave off a perfume they had not smelled since the thornbush had first grown. She felt love emanate from the little badge and embraced it, taking her arms and physically embracing the love - or at least its momentary source, Frisk, which Frisk was all too happy to accept.

“Thank you, Frisk.”  

Martlet could not explain it if she had tried, nor if she had been the most knowledgable monster in existence, but for a moment it was as though she felt Clover there, with her. As if she could hear the words murmuring through some consciousness of hers, “It’s okay. It’s all okay. You’re free now.” 

The thorns seemed as they were all coming up roses now as she enjoyed the remainder of the afternoon with a new friend.

(Thanks for reading! Be sure to go give this fic a kudos on Ao3 too!)

[louellaby]

FORGET-ME-NOT

REPLACED!MC AU

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W A R N I N G

May contain bad grammar, limited vocabulary, and OOC characters. Please mind that English is not my first language, and it takes a lot of courage for me to post due to my anxiety and paranoia.

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PROLOGUE | CHAPTER I | CHAPTER II | CHAPTER III | LOUE'S LETTER | CHAPTER IV | CHAPTER V | LOUE'S LETTER | CHAPTER VI | CHAPTER VII | CHAPTER VIII | CHAPTER IX | CHAPTER X | LOUE'S LETTER | EPILOGUE

C H A P T E R V I

「 A Chat Under the Stars 」

A beautiful night sky blessed the grand ball being held at the Demon Lord's Castle. The sky had a darker colour, mixed with purple and blue hues as if it were painted by the most skilled painter. The stars did their best to outshine the beautiful glow of the moon, illuminating the whole realm. It was certainly a wonderful sight to behold.

After the prince's and his butler's welcoming speeches, everyone was left to their own enjoyment. Chatter filled the room as everyone met up with the people they knew. But you? You stayed in place; back against the wall, and an empty glass in hand. It was previously filled with the most exquisite Demonus, but before you knew it, you already chugged it down. Not one drop remaining. You thought you would enjoy the party, maybe even get the chance to talk to your demons again, but somehow Soley was always there to take them away just before they could even notice your presence.

You previously arrived at the castle with three angels and one sorcerer, but they got swept away from you by their adoring crowd. You watched as Solomon laughed along with other sorcerers and witches. Simeon was with Luke, discussing Devildom food with the other angels who were invited, and Cassiel was nowhere on the floor to be found. The more you watched, the more lonely you felt. You already tried hard enough to catch everyone's attention, but enough was enough. To calm your aching head, you stepped outside for a while and into the quiet gardens you ventured. You were hoping to be alone, to do some thinking, but there you found Cassiel, along with Leviathan. They seemed to be in the middle of a conversation, something you didn't mean to listen to.

"I already told you multiple times, Levi. You don't need to act like that around me just because we technically aren't brothers anymore."

"A-Are you sure...? I just th-thought that you would be disappointed with me. I know it was a long time ago, but I... I did fall..."

"... Are you saying all this because you feel guilty falling with your brothers?"

"What? O-Of course not! No matter where they go, I'm always there to follow them!"

"Then stop acting all sad whenever you see me. That's not the look I want to see whenever we meet, you know. No matter what you become, Levi, you'll always be my brother. You and your brothers will always be family to me, and I'm proud of all of you."

"C-C-Cassiel...!"

"Wh-Whoa, hey, don't cry!"

A smile slowly appeared on your face as you watched the Avatar of Envy cling onto the angel in front of him. He sobbed so loudly that you couldn't hear what Cassiel was telling him, but you know that he was trying to comfort the demon. The moonlight illuminated both of them in their embrace. It was a beautiful view. Until Leviathan's D.D.D. rang, and he answered the call immediately upon seeing the ID.

"I-I'll be right there...!" With him only saying that in return, the caller hung up on him. You already had a feeling who it was, and apparently Cassiel did, too.

"Let me guess... the little princess wants you to pick up the toy she purposely dropped?"

"Cassiel... th-that's..."

"I'm sorry, Levi, don't mind me. Go on ahead and help her. I'll be staying here."

"Thanks...! I'll see you again later!"

As soon as Leviathan ran off back inside the castle, Cassiel cleared his throat and turned your way, looking at you straight in the eye. "It's quite rude to eavesdrop, you know." Despite him saying that, he had a gentle smile on his face. "Step into the light with me, MC. You'll be able to feel its warmth."

"Does the moon emit warmth?" You questioned with an innocent twinkle in your eyes, heading towards him and taking his outstretched hand. He was slightly taken aback and chuckled at your question, covering his mouth with the back of his free hand as he looked at you.

"Well, no, I don’t think so. But tonight's special, so it might? Maybe you can stay here with me long enough until we feel it. What do you say?" He was looking at you with gentle eyes. With his question, you felt like he was holding his hand out for you to take even when you were already holding it, so in return, you gave his hand a light squeeze, which he appreciated. The two of you found a place in the garden where the moon shone the brightest. Cassiel pulled out a blanket out of thin air and laid it on the grass before ushering you to sit down next to him.

"How did you do that, Cassiel?"

"Someone I know has always been fond of picnics since he was a child, so I taught myself how to conjure up objects such as this. It's quite handy for such occasions, isn't it?"

"Yeah, that's amazing!"

"Oh, it's hardly that. You're a sorcerer yourself, MC. Surely, something like this is elementary for you."

"I, well, I didn't learn something like that yet... Oh, but I can summon my pact demons whenever I want!"

Cassiel raised his eyebrow at you before slightly nodding to himself. "You mean the seven brothers, right? You must have a lot of power and influence on them to be able to summon them whenever it suits you. I'm glad that it's you who has that power over them and not..." He trailed off, eyes wandering to the lake that rested in front of you both. He watched as the water rippled with every leaf and flower petal that fell onto its surface. You already knew what he was trying to say.

It looked like Cassiel didn't like Soley. Maybe he still didn't get over the girl's first impression on everyone. But your first impression of Cassiel himself wasn't a nice one either.

"To be frank, and I mean no offence to you, Prince Diavolo, but I never wanted to attend this school. A place crawling with demons is not a pretty sight for me, but I have a duty to uphold. It is the very reason for my presence here.

Please do not misunderstand anything."

You laughed at the thought, wondering how Cassiel changed in only a few months. Whenever you saw him at school, talking with demons, he had a smile on his face. It wasn't a forced smile out of politeness, no. It was genuine. He really was enjoying himself.

"You must be wondering what changed me, mustn't you?" As if he could read your mind, Cassiel gazed at you with a slight smirk. His head rested on the back of his hand that lay on his bent knee. Your surprised face made him laugh before he sighed and turned his head back to the water, adjusting his glasses and resting his chin on his hand. "To be honest, I didn't actually change. I was just lying when I said I didn't want to attend this school. In fact, it was me who begged Michael to let me participate as an exchange student for the new school year."

"Then why did you lie on the first meeting?"

"Well, I... I was scared." You felt the angel's hand twitch as he spoke. He chuckled to himself before shaking his head. "But it turns out I had nothing to be afraid of. The brothers still treated me the same way they did before the war, so I thought that I could stop pretending and just be honest with them. I still love them as my family, even when most of the angels don't anymore."

"Did you... Did you wish you fell with them?"

Silence met both of you as the angel wandered in his thoughts. He tried to pick the right words to say, but what exactly were the right words for that question?

Yes, he wished that it was different. He wished to have followed the brothers down into the Devildom, but fear stopped him from taking that first step. And because of that fear, he kept regretting it to this very day.

"That's enough about me," he said with a shaky sigh before fidgeting with his glasses a little and taking you in his sight once again. "Tell me how you've been, MC. I'm sorry I haven't been able to spend time with you at all, but you always seemed so busy with the others."

Was he jealous? But why would he be? You two haven't even exchanged many words until tonight. You averted your gaze and tilted your head up, admiring the shine of the stars out of your reach.

"Have you..." You paused to think, trying to gather your thoughts into clear sentences. "What would you do if... if you don't feel welcome at a certain place anymore? Like, I mean, what if that place was something you love because your, uhm, family was in it?"

Was that too obvious?

As you hoped he wouldn't understand the meaning behind your words— or maybe you did, you kept staring at the night sky, which turned out to be embarrassing to keep your face visible, so instead, you hung your head low. You couldn't see Cassiel's expression, so you didn't know that he actually got your message. He stared at you, wide-eyed as he was surprised. He already saw how close Soley was getting to the brothers. He didn't like it either, but the fact that they were pushing you aside just for her? He was furious. How could they?

In the Celestial Realm, they kept receiving news about how you were making the brothers' lives better; how you were helping them see the light in that deep, dark pit they dug themselves into. So to see you in this state, arms wrapped around your legs and face buried in your knees while you tried to keep yourself from crying; Cassiel was fuming. But because you tried your best to hide your feelings, he felt like he needed to respect that. He knew you didn't deserve any of what the brothers were doing to you, so he said something that he thought might be better than the current treatment you were getting.

"Why don't you leave the Devildom?"

"MC! There you are!"

You just entered the ballroom when someone called out to you. You turned your head to the side and found Soley running your way. When she looked at what you're wearing, she paused for a moment, the clear hatred on her face showed before it disappeared within the blink of an eye. She clearly wasn't good at hiding how she felt. At least not at first.

"Soley? Do you need something?" You asked, your voice pulling her back from her thoughts, and she shook her head in response.

"I'm just looking for Cassiel. Have you seen him?"

You studied the girl's face and movements, barely processing her words as you remembered what you talked to the angel about.

"You don't like Soley, do you? You always seem upset whenever she's in the conversation."

"Ahaha, you're quite perceptive, aren’t you, MC? Well, you're right. I'm not really fond of her even when she's a human. I try my best to avoid seeing her."

"MC?"

"Oh uhh, n-no, sorry. I haven't seen him. He disappeared as soon as the ball began."

Soley looked at you in disbelief as if she knew something that you were clearly hiding. You became curious at what that look meant, but she brushed it aside and went off on her own way. Where to? Right, back to the demon brothers.

You took another glass full of Demonus, hiding yourself in the lounge that Diavolo and Barbatos prepared specially for you just in case you needed it. You plopped yourself on the soft couch and let your shoulders release the tension they built up. You let your mind wander until it reached that very question once more.

"Why don't you leave the Devildom?"

「 LOUE'S LETTER | CHAPTER VII 」

[klance-headcanons-official]

Any galra!Keith x (normal/paladin) Lance headcannons ??

I v e b e e n w a i t i n g f o r t h i s m o m e n t

Okay, so basically, here's how it went down.

Lance, Pidge, Hunk and Shiro had all gone to space and found Allura, however this time, they found the blue lion with the alien signal tracking thing that Pidge was using in the beginning of episode one. They went to Arus, met Allura and set off to save the universe.

Allura becomes the initial red paladin in this one, following her father's footsteps.

During one of the Paladins' raids on a Galra base, Lance finds Keith in a cell.

In this AU, Keith went with his mom to space and joined BOM when he turned 14, though of course he's still mostly human, besides from furry ears, purple skin and yellow eyes (and of course fangs but we don't need to get into that).

Anyways, Lance frees him and leads him back to the blue lion. As soon as everyone sees him, they immediately start saying things like, "Lance, why did you bring a Galran with you!?" "Why would you lead them straight to Voltron" "The Galra killed my entire species!" all that fun junk, and Lance looks them dead in the eyes, and with his whole heart goes, "Because when I found him, he looked more human than anyone I've ever met."

Of course, Lance meant the way Keith had looked at him. He saw pure humanity in his eyes, he just knew Keith was good, he'd never been more sure of anything in his life. "He was alone, in a cell. The Galra don't do that to their allies."

anyways, time passes, Keith becomes the Red Paladin, and they all grow and learn to trust each other n stuff, you know the basics.

But, Keith and Lance grow especially close, seeing as Lance had been the one who saved him, the one that had defended him and stuck by him through everything despite him being Galran.

One day, they got caught in a crossfire between a Galra fleet and a planet involved in the coalition, and Lance gets hit. Though, Lance, being Lance, doesn't say anything and just keeps fighting. When the battle concludes, the Paladins go back to the Castle of Lions.

As soon as he thinks he's alone, Lance collapses and removes his armor. Because of how careless he'd been during the fight, the initially small wound had torn and become much larger, meaning that Lance was losing quite a bit of blood. If he had to guess, he'd lost about a fourth of a liter. It wasn't enough to make him dizzy, but it hurt like hell.

As we all know, I enjoy making them suffer a little, so naturally, Keith finds him on the floor by his bedroom door, and his gaze falls on the gaping slash on Lance's side. He immediately drops down and starts scolding Lance.

"Why didn't you say you were hurt!? When did this happen?! How much blood have you lost?!" He presses his hands over the wound in hopes of stopping the bleeding, he knows it isn't bad enough to be fatal, but simply the sight of Lances blood on his hands sends him spiraling with panic. It's an image that will be forever burned into his memory.

Lance can't find the words he needs to say, all that escapes him his a small, quiet "I'm sorry".

Keith picks Lance up and takes him to his room, where he lays him down and gets the first aid kit from his bathroom.

He stops the bleeding and patches the wound. It was something he'd had to learn early on when he joined the Blade of Marmora. He helps Lance sit up and then plops down beside him.

"I could have handled it on my own, you know.. I'm not helpless.."

"First of all, you were bleeding out on the floor! If you really had it handled, i think you would have already had yourself patched up! And second, being helped doesn't make you helpless, it makes you human-"

"What would you know about being human?"

There's a long moment of quiet between them. Keith is the first to speak again.

"You're right.. I don't know the first thing about being human.. But I do know you. And I know that you're strong, and brave, and you'll do whatever it takes to ensure the safety of those around you. But I also know that sometimes you can't do things by yourself, and that's fine, Lance. There's nothing wrong with needing help..."

"I'm sorry" he says, turning to look Keith in the eyes, "I shouldn't have said that. If anything, you're more human than any of us. I don't know how, or why, but you are. And I think-"

There's another silence, Lance debates whether or not now is the right time to be saying any of this, but this is Lance we're talking about. He's the king of bad timing.

"You think what?"

Lance takes his hands, his heart is about ready to break his ribs with how hard it's pounding. "I think... I think that's why I love you!"

They stare at each other for what seems like an eternity, Keith's eyes move back and forth between their hands and Lance. Neither knows what to say.

Eventually, Lance tries to let go, taking the silence as a rejection, but Keith then grips tighter and pulls him into a hug.

"I love you, too, idiot..."

"Wait seriously? Like, you aren't messing with me, right?"

"Yes seriously! And if you ever pull a stunt like this again, I'm gonna kill you myself, got it?"

...

"Yeah, I got it"

They sit there with each other for probably an hour before Pidge bursts through the door and shouts, "AHA! I KNEW IT!!" They turn their head and yell into the hallway, "HUNK, YOU OWE ME FIFTY BUCKS!!!"

I have so many more but i think this post is long enough as is, so i'll stop here for now. If you want more of these please please please ask, i love getting requests so much.

[shiftingparadise]

hiiii! i missed it here in tumblr, i was gone for months because of uni things, and i missed your blog and your fics sm! :(( and since aot: bad boy was revealed, can i please request a levi fic? where reader was one of levi’s friends from the underground? but they’re not the closest? like they’ve always been a little awkward with each other? almost like they only hang out because they have mutual friends? but then isabelle and farlan died, so they’re forced to be around each other but now without the other two supporting the conversation so it’s all painfully, hilariously awkward ! ofc, this is a no pressure request as always <3 have a great day!!

So, I'm not very good at funny story or jokes but I tried to stick as close to your request as possible and I really liked writing it, so thank you for this beautiful request and for your patience 🤍✨

Warnings: none

Word count: 1466

“Right, I’m going to the bathroom. Be right back”, Farlan let out a tired grunt before he stood up. “Okay”, you mumbled as you crossed your arms, your head resting against the wall behind you. 

Why? Why was it always so painfully awkward when you were left alone with him? You two known each other for years by now and yet … 

Your train of thought got interrupted by Levi slurping his tea. “Nice tea?”, you awkwardly asked, almost immediately regretting it. “Tsk”, Levi’s eyes glided to yours. There was an annoyed expression on his face, like usual. You cleared your throat in response. Anything was better than this silence. “Sick?”, his voice teared through the dense atmosphere. “Huh?”, your brows pulled together. “Your voice… You sound sick”. “Wow, thanks”, you narrowed your eyes. 

You didn’t know back then. That he meant to show you he cared. 

“Levi! Y/N!”, Isabelle’s cheerful voice greeted your ears. “Isabelle”, you happily smiled back as relieve flooded over you. There was nothing, absolutely nothing, more dreadful than being alone with Levi. Not because you didn’t like him, but you two just never got as close. “Isabelle, finally!”, Farlan brushed through his hair, “We’ve been waiting for you”. “Yeah, I’m starving”, you pouted. “Everyone’s always starving in this hell”, Levi coldly added. “Oh, come now Levi”, Farlan smiled, “It’s not that bad as long as we have each other”. Levi didn’t respond, instead a small and obviously uncontrollable smile appeared on his face. “Here’s the bread”, Isabelle threw a bag on the table. “H-huh?’, you frowned as everything washed away before your eyes. As if you were looking at a wet painting. 

‘Wake up”. “Y/N, wake up”. 

That voice… 

“Wake up”. 

“H-huh?”, you slowly opened your eyes. “It’s almost 10 AM, we got to get going”, Levi coldly replied. “W-where-“. “We’re leaving today for another mission”, Levi frowned. “Right, sorry”, you immediately sat up straight. “I’ll be down in five”, you softly responded before getting out of bed. “What were you dreaming about anyway?”, his crescent shaped eyes coldly staring into your tired ones. “Nothing”, you lied. “Nothing, huh?”, his hand resting on the door. “Then why’s there a tear on your cheek?”. 

A tear? 

“There isn’t”, you quickly wiped it away. 

Right. It wasn’t a dream. It was a memory. It was the last time you were all together in the Underground. The four of you. Before Farlan and Isabelle… 

“Wait”, you shook your head. “What the hell are you doing in my room, Levi?”, you raised your voice. “Someone, I mean I saw-“, Levi struggled to put out a sentence. “What?”. “Erwin asked”, Levi pinched the spots between his eyebrows. “Erwin asked where you were, so I came to check up on you. Thought you were dead at first-“. “Dead?”, you widened your eyes. “Yeah, found you with your mouth open, you looked pale and-“. 

Ah, yes. You could see it in his eyes. The moment he realized he was almost insulting you. 

“N-no, not that you look bad, just sick-“, he widened his eyes. “Wait, not necessarily sick-“. 

Levi wasn’t normally like this, but you were the only one that was left. The only one he could rely on.

“Right”, you turned your head. “See you in five, Levi”. And just like that, he left without saying another word. 

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Levi looked at you from the corner of his eyes. You were both sitting outside, sipping from your tea. It was awkward, like usual. The two of you never seemed to get too comfortable around each other. You grabbed your cup and brought it to your lips, sipping. You cleared your throat, trying to make the silence a little less awkward. “Weather’s been nice lately, hasn’t it?”, he awkwardly looked at the sky as there was once again a painful expression on his face. “Yeah”, you stared into the distance, “No rain, right?”. “Right”. 

God, you really hated this. 

“Levi, Y/N”, Erwin’s stern voice came from behind you two. 

You noticed that Levi relaxed his shoulders, as if he was happy to see someone else. 

“Hm”, you coldly looked at him, “What do you want?”. 

You still weren’t too happy about being forced into the corps. After all, you blamed him for their deaths. You noticed Levi had started to warm up to him. You noticed their late-night talks, the way Levi’s eyes lightened up a bit when he talked to the Commander, Hange… Something you couldn’t understand. 

“I was wondering if I could join you two”, a kind smile on the blonde’s face. “Hange’s studying again, and the cadets are already in their rooms, so-“. “Whatever”, you rolled your eyes, “It’s not like we have an actual choice”. 

Complete silence. 

“Did you try my tea yet?”, Levi was the first to speak. “Yes”, Erwin smiled again, “It was delicious”. 

So, he could talk to the person who was responsible for the deaths of your closest comrades, but he barely managed to form a sentence when he was alone with you. 

“Right”, you chuckled. “I’m going to bed”. “Y/N”, Erwin called out your name, “I’d like you to stay. We can get to know each other a little more like this”. “I don’t want to-“. “Sit down”, Levi looked at you with an unusual expression, “Please”.

You couldn’t and didn’t want to understand why Levi got along with the commander. 

“No”, you coldly looked into his eyes. “Night, Levi”. 

“She blames me, right?”, Erwin looked at you as you walked towards the building. “Yes”, Levi took another sip of his tea. “Do you?”. “Yes”. “I see”, Erwin stared at his hands, who were resting on his knees. “And no”, the dark-haired sighed. “It wasn’t your fault, but if you didn’t drag our asses out of the underground…”. “The military police would’ve caught up eventually and thrown you all into jail”. “I know”, Levi stared at his commander. “Give her time, she’ll understand”. 

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You were sitting in the cafeteria, staring into nothing. You didn’t know how you felt or what you felt. You just felt empty. 

You sighed when you heard someone open the door. You weren’t in the mood for company. “Tsk”, Levi clicked his tongue as you ignored him. 

“Good”, you thought, “It’s just Levi. It’s not as if he’ll start to make some conversation”. 

“Huh?”, you tilted your head as he sat in front of you on the table. “Here”, he frowned as he placed an apple in front of you. His voice sounded unsure. “An apple?”, you looked at him with a confused look. “Haven’t eat-“, his voice died away, so he cleared his throat before trying again. “You haven’t eaten all day”, he awkwardly looked at the ceiling. “You noticed?”, your voice quiet. “Of course”, his eyes found yours. He seemed a little insulted by your response. “An apple?”, you studied the fruit in front of you. “You like those”, he sounded unsure, as if he was asking you. “I do”, you gently grabbed it. “I bet Farlan would’ve scolded you for not eating all day”, he smiled. It was the first time he ever spoke of them after their deaths. “Farlan?”, you widened your eyes. “And Isabelle would probably try to make that shitty bread as tasty as possible for you”, his smile widened. “She was always so concerned, right? Farlan too, of course”, his eyes suddenly locked into yours, his smile fading. 

You didn’t know why. You didn’t know why you were crying when you thought all your tears were dried up by now. All the hurt, all the pain… You thought it was enough, that all your tears were used up. 

“You’re not the only one who misses them”, he looked at how your tears fell onto the wooden table. “But as long as we’re alive, they won’t die. They live on, inside our memories. We can tell others about them, about the stories in the underground. The good ones, the bad ones… We keep them alive inside here”, he pointed towards his heart. “I miss them so much”, you cried out. “I miss the way Farlan brushed through his hair, or how Isabelle called you ‘bro’. I miss the way they smell and, and-“, you wiped your tears away as you tried to catch your breath. “I know”, his voice sounded so warm as his arms wrapped around you. 

You never realized how warm he was. You’ve never been this close to him. 

“I’m happy you’re still here”, he tightened his grip, making it feel as if he needed this as bad as you. “D-don’t leave me”, you sobbed into his chest, “I-I don’t want to lose you too”. “I won’t”, he sighed. “I promised them that I’ll keep you safe, and I’m not going to break that promise”. 

[weird-is-life]

👋 h i 👋 i am back wih another request 😍

SOO, spencer reid x GN reader, bc im sure that men also follow you and inclusivity is just 🤌

but we are hanging out at his house, like a cute lil dinner date, nothin fancy bc pajamas are comfy af 😝 and after we both start going through his books, so we but then up reading, but reader want to cuddle, (straddling but make it wholesome w/ reader arms around his neck) but doesnt wan o seem needy, and he notices and coaxes us over 😍

do feel free to change anything ofc 💋 keep up the incredible work drink some water gogo eat fresh air care for yourself ❤❤

Hiii sweetheart, ty for the request! Ofc, I'm always willing to write gn!reader if I'm asked❤️hope this is okay, warnings: pet names, fluff(0.4k)

It's been a nice evening at Spencer's house. He cooked a delicious meal for you and him and you ate it in the matching pyjamas you got for you both.

And somehow, you end up sprawled on his couch, your legs over his as you read whatever falks first into your hand from his huge bookcase.

You like this comfort, that you have around each other. You can be quietly reading books next to one another and feel as content as doing something else together.

And of course, you don't take these quiet moments with your Spencer for granted. Because with his job you never know, when he has to leave and you don't even know for how long he'll be gone. So you try to enjoy every second with him.

But you unexpectedly get a desperate, overwhelming need, an urge, to be held by Spencer. Clearly, your legs over his and his hand rubbing circles over your skin is not enough. So you try as unsuspiciously as you can to move closer to him, which you fail to do very badly.

You basically sit in his lap, putting your hands behind his neck, almost knocking his book into his face.

"Whoa, love," he chuckles, "comfy?" He asks with an amused look and eyebrows raised up.

Suddenly, you feel shy under his gaze and a bit insecure about being too needy, " sorry." You say, cheeks red and go move out of his lap.

But his hands on your hips stop you. Of course, he noticed your anxious thoughts about maybe being too much. There's nothing that goes unnoticed by him.

"Where do you think you are going, huh?" he frowns playfully at you," stay here, love. I need some cuddles from you or I might die. Please, give me a hug?"

You are pretty sure, that he says it to make you feel a bit better, but also because his words are not far from the truth. So you do what he wants, you stay where you are, hands tangling into his soft curls. You snuggle closer to him, hiding your face into his neck.

"Thanks, love," he whispers with a giddy smile. Holding you tight against him, not willing to let you go out of his embrace any time soon.

Your reading session turns into a cuddle session, until both of your eyelids get heavier and heavier and you are both out, fast asleep with your limbs tangled up. And neither you nor Spencer would change it for anything else.

[hunterbunter3000]

since it’s Bunny day, imagine if Sweetheart announces the day before, she is going to wear a bunny suit for bunny day to pass out eggs to everyone. Everyone is imagining her in a sexy bunny suit (playboy bunny style) and are excited.

Sweetheart rolls up in a full bunny mascot suit with a bunny head, ready to throw eggs filled with glitter at everyone 😂💀

IM LAUGHLIN SO HARD WTFFF

THE EXPECTATION AND THEN THE REALITY IS KILLING ME OMG

She comes in with a suit and head you'd see at the freaking mall, and it is DEAD SILENT

NOT ONE PEEP OUT OF ANY OF EM FOR THE LONGEST

Gaz: Uhm. Sweetheart? What is... what is this.

Sweetheart, twirling: It's my bunny suit! I told yall this last week!

Soap: This is nooottt the bunny suit we thought of.

Sweetheart, confused: Huh? What other suit are--

Sweetheart:

(She throws an egg that was in her basket and it explodes on Soap's face)

Soap, screaming: WHAT TAE FUCK IS THIS?!?!

Sweetheart: YOU ARE NASTY!! ALL YALL ARE NASTY AS SHIT

(She starts throwing glitter eggs at all of them. Yelling and dodging starts happening)

Sweetheart: THIS IS EASTER SUNDAY NOT WHORE SUNDAY YOU- W H O R E S

Soap: IT GOT IN MY FUCKING EYE SWEET STEAMING JESUS

HORANGI: SWEETHEART STOP THROWING THE EGGS WE'RE SORRY

Sweetheart: FEEL MY EASTER BUNNY WRATH

It was alot of chaos in an hour 💀 after that happened Soap and the others apologized and so did she (she didn't mean it tho) she was truly sorry for getting glitter in Soap's eye tho- that shit hurted 😭😭

Alejandro and Rudy visited, and they were NOT expecting this. Alejandro fell over laughing and Rudy was crying, holding in his laughter. They love the suit that she's wearing tho, they thought it was cute

Graves was straight up laughing and saying what she was wearing was stupid, and Krueger punched him on the shoulder. He was confused on why she was wearing this but supported her anyway.

The day passes and they haven't seen Sweetheart like- anywhere (the other soldiers and rookies were happy that they got chocolates and eggs from a big bunny but they haven't seen her anywhere-- THE GHOST OF EASTER CONFIRMED???11?1?)

The boys walk into the living area and they freeze. Sweetheart is sitting on the couch, legs crossed and arms spread across the top, wearing a tight pink playboy bunny suit.

She's wearing an extremely thin, long sleeve turtleneck under it, yet they can't breathe. The pink lace garter belts strain against her thick, black stocking covered thighs and her pink heeled foot bounces up and down lazily. Roach and Rudy feel like passing out, and they all feel a tingling in their stomachs. Sweetheart smiles. "I still feel bad about what happened earlier, so take this," she points at her costume, "As an apology." She says lowly. The boys get excited, smiling ear to ear and moving towards her, but Ghost and Price know that she's hiding something. "But," She states. Oh fuck, they were right. She pulls out a long belt with small dull spikes on it from under a pillow, the jingling of the buckle makes them all shiver (and a bit turned on)

"I'm still quite pissed about it." She says, snapping the belt loudly to see them all flinch and hitch their breaths. She smiles sinisterly, her canines baring. "So take your punishment and let's play some Easter Games, yeah?"

Happy Easter/Bunny Day yall 💓

[aihoshiino]

(139 spoilers!)

I know we all feel extremely disgusted by Airi and thus I started to consider her death. Taiki mentioned that it was a murder-suicide and Akane pinpointed that incident right before the twins were conceived... Which means that very close to HKAI got together (before or after), Hikaru was freed from Airi's control.

Putting my tinfoil hat on but I'm guessing the deaths had something to do with Hikaru. Either he did it or orchestrated it to to happen? (By revealing Airi's true colours to her husband.)

The more I think about Taiki the more I feel for him because dude lived his life thinking his legal father was an asshole & chose to bear his mother's name instead but then 15YL script came out. Just wish that Aqua at least had the decency to catch up with him before all this happened because obviously he knew when he agreed to do it.

So, the timeline for Airi's death is a little weird.

In chapter 68, Taiki says he was 'about five' when it happened which is obviously vague enough to leave some wriggle room for him to be a bit older if necessary.

We know Hikaru was eleven or so when Taiki was conceived and that he's a year younger than Ai, who is a third year middle schooler when she and Hikaru meet. This would place Ai at around fourteen years old and Hikaru at around thirteen as of ch139's movie scenes, meaning that Taiki is one or two years old here and we are two years out from Ai's pregnancy.

That gives us a span of anywhere between two to five years before the murder-suicide takes place.

Depending on exactly where the characters' ages all fall on the timeline, this does all seem to line up with the idea that the HKAI relationship and Airi's death happened in very close proximity to each other.

H O W E V E R. . . We have one major wrench thrown into this by chapter 95, where Saitou states that he clearly remembers when this incident happened and that the news broke while he was in a meeting with Ai about B-Komachi's Dome concert.

I'm not super sure how long it takes to fully plan a concert like that but typically, concerts at a venue like Tokyo Dome are announced six to nine months in advance. Being as generous as possible, let's say it takes another three to six months of planning and negotiations before it gets to the announcement stage. This means there was between a year and a year and a halfs' worth of time prior to Ai's death where this meeting would have taken place, which would place the incident as happening when she was around nineteen or eighteen. Either way, if Saitou is correct here, this means the incident happened well after the twins were born.

So what does this all mean? well what it means is that the oshi no ko timeline is absolutely penised and you shouldn't worry about it too hard.

More seriously, it means we can't really directly place when the incident happened just yet because the information surrounding it is all loosey-goosey. I do imagine it'll come up in the movie at some point purely on the basis of Airi's inclusion and the explicit depiction of her abuse of Hikaru but it's hard to say at this point exactly what came first - HKAI romance or Airi's death?

Regardless... I'm gonna get on my soapbox a little and say (and this is absolutely not aimed at you, anon, bc this is clearly a good faith question and I don't want you to feel bad lol) I am honestly not a huge fan of the idea of Hikaru being framed as culpable for Airi's death.

Like... at the end of the day, Hikaru was a teenage boy when this all happened. Uehara was an adult man. Even if I really stretch my suspension of disbelief and let myself believe that Hikaru somehow knew that Uehara was going to murder Airi as a result... sorry, but Uehara is still the one who did the actual murder! Even if Hikaru was the one to finally speak up about his abuse, it was Uehara who took it to the extreme that he did.

I also just don't think it really works, thematically speaking, with what Oshi no Ko has consistently said about the way children are exploited and abused by adults in the entertainment industry and how terrifyingly few safety nets there in place to either prevent it happening or help them recover in the aftermath. Given just how few punches the story is pulling thus far with its depiction and condemnation of the horror of Airi's actions and the sheer terror Hikaru shows when faced with her... it's really hard for me to imagine the story making him culpable for her death in a way we are supposed to condemn.

Not only that, but we don't even know if Hikaru was the one to give that info to Uehara. We have speculation on the topic from characters who are generally reliable but it's not something we can say we know without a shadow of a doubt. Not only that, but...

It's possible I'm reading too much into it, but the framing of this exchange seems to imply that - at least within 15YL's portrayal of events - Uehara may already suspect something is going on with Airi -> Hikaru.