#(even if he is an awkward cutie patootie sometimes)

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Look, I may not be the biggest fan of Mary, but Arthur getting all flustered is adorable

[weeb-polls-with-pip]

Autistic Anime Boys Prelims - Propaganda Division - Group 6

Propaganda:

Kiriwo -

"Seems innocent at first and he's just a guy with a special interest in magic items, but watch out."

Arjuna -

"MASKING KING!!!!!! ok joke aside one of his biggest things is that he's super scared that if anyone gets too close to him they'll notice he's not perfect/has a 'secret darkness' (that's literally just a guy) and overall a lot of his storyline is a strong parallel for being neurodivergent and becoming more comfortable with accepting it. he's also super strict and hard on himself for any sort of failure that isn't in line with what's socially appropriate but at the same time he doesn't always have a good grasp on what that is which is how you get stuff like him blowing up a forest to try and impress someone. it also runs in his family bc his brother is autistic as hell too."

Sherlock -

"God, where do I start? I mean what Holmes adaptation, even if he's not the main character, would this be if he were not autistic coded? And our combo of autism and ADHD is absolute perfection, all tied up with a pretty, excitable face. Hit him with the crime hyperfixation and do not make him wear socks."

Apollo -

"Not canonically autistic but he has ZERO volume control plus he scripts/repeats stuff (“I’M FINE!!!”), sometimes mimics other people’s speech patterns (like replying “ja” to Klavier), sensitive to loud noises (stayed backstage at a concert cuz it was too loud) and bright lights (complained about the stage lights being too bright at the same concert + screamed when opening the hatch to the bright stage at magic show), and has been really into space since he was a kid, which could definitely be a hyperfixation (not to mention how he read every single one of Phoenix’s old case files back when he admired him). Plus he’s a little TOO normal, to the point where it circles back around to making him the odd one out, which is absolutely what masking feels like for me. Even when he tries to be fun and weird he gets strange looks/made fun of for not being weird in the right way. The list of autism symptoms is just a checklist for him at this point."

Heiji -

"90% of the cast in detective conan is autistic but heiji is the most autistic of them all."

Urara -

"Another alien who is so excited to dance with everyone that he does not understand that his intended purpose of inviting people to dance via water communication is brainwashing them into dancing and is causing extreme chaos. He nearly causes an apocalypse by being so excited about dancing but he apologizes and tries to make friends with Yuki at the end of the story. He is extremely soft spoken and try, finding it difficult to begin conversations and fidgeting."

Shu -

"speaking specifically about the first season but he was the "explains everything so the audience knows whats happening" guy. he was pretty antisocial (not sure if thats just how he was or if he lived alone [which was fucked up cause he was 11]) . im trying to think of more but my brain goes hghghhhggggh im just a big fan of him."

Vash -

"ain’t no way i’m the only one who’s submitted him. go look at the gif of him crawling in the dirt like a bug while he dodges bullets and get back to me."

Hyakkimaru -

"Due to a terrible curse he has lived his whole life without several body parts including his eyes and ears. Because of this he is often overstimulated and awkward in new situations (when he doesn't do what he does best, killing monsters and samurai with his sword arms) He can't say or express much, and often comes off as strange and creepy, but he is actually a cutie patootie full of emotions, has a big heart, a keen brain, endless inner strength and loves the people close to him! This adorable, cursed, demon slaying boy deserves everything!"

Kei -

"He has the tbh face. Also he canonically has sensory issues and gets sensory overload. He constantly wears earbuds. He has an extremely rigid sense of morality and considers himself a savior figure. He has a hard time relating to other people and is a bit awkward in his interactions."

[sweetlittlenamjoon]

ZB1 as caregivers! ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

SFW interaction only please!!!

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Hanbin 🐹💞

is either fully goofball mode or fully serious leader mode no inbetween

very firm on meal and bed times

will meow at you unprompted

best of both worlds

fr tho the vocal stimming back and forth is very good and very silly

reads you to sleep qwq

acts like he's not fully engrossed in all of your shows

"but wait- the episode is ending? just like that?"

he calls you little one a lot

co-cares with hao

Jiwoong 🐈🦋

sweetest, lovey-dovey boy ever

constantly has you in his lap or holding his hand or snuggling

likes to just ambiently braid your hair

bought a bunch of little clippies to keep your hair out of your face and to decorate

always asking if you ate

(and sneaking you snacks behind hanbin's back)

will let you put stickers on his face if he gets to pick which ones

calls you every petname under the sun, bro whips out the schnookums from time to time

fixes your blankets when you're asleep and gives you a smooch on the forehead

Hao 🦝🎻

he was so nervous at first

really REALLY didn't want to mess up while you're regressed

but he's gotten a lot more comfy

dramatic as,,, we've all seen the baby cloud ep where he pretends he's dying so the babies will pay attention to him

that but everyday

making up for lost time

is always on your side even if you're wrong bc its funny

like,,, sassy aunt energy??

buys you little gifts at the dollar store

colouring together!!

he colours with you to destress uwu

calls you sweetheart and dear and stuff like that

Matthew 🦊🎧

can always tell right away when you're regressed

like he'll just stand up mid sentence and bring you a stuffie and a blanket

has a list of all your stuffies and their names and things you tell him about them

always so giddy when you use a cg title for him

picks you up and spins

especially when youre tired

gotta put those muscles to use somehow

tries very hard to cook for you but isn't very good qwq

is always fighting hanbin tooth and nail to let you go play in the mud

sweetest boy tho fr very huggy

Taerae 🐥🎸

he'd be so awkward at first poor boy T^T

always speaks in full sentences never baby talks

(around the other boys)

(dont tell on him he'll get embarrassed)

lets you play with his smaller model cars

cuts up fruit for you and puts little character picks in them

hair ruffler 100%

calls you dumb nicknames like "buckaroo"

"whatcha got there, buckaroo?"

co-cares with others a lot

mostly just sits near you and keeps you company :)

Ricky 🐱🍓

he's a little stupid /lh /lovingly

so he's been hanging out with you for so long regressed and he just didn't think about it

like you just go baby mode sometimes idk

but when one of the other boys tells him he goes full cutie patootie mode

like literally just watches you do things

cat blinks

always helps out with things even if you fully can do them

"I'll get that! it's too high up for you, sweetheart."

my love, honey, sweetheart

will share his smoothies with you and noone else

he's very pookie is what im saying

Gyuvin 🐶🥭

we've all seen the baby cloud episode, yes?

absolute sweetest boy in the whole universe

also a fruit cutter-upper

him and taerae bicker about who gets to bring you fruit this time

always holds your hand when youre walking

the airplane where they lift you with their feet

baby talk KING

can understand you even at your most regressed

calls you stuff like kiddo and buddy

will slip in the occasional sweet nickname if youre being extra cute tho

Gunwook 🐶🐷

now this is a silly goober!!

loves to play little games with you like peekaboo

points to stuff and asks what colour it is or points to animals and asks what noise they make

little claps when you get it right

he WILL be picking you up and spinning you around

no choice

playdates at the park uwu

pushes you on the swings and waits for you at the bottom of the slide

and then you get popsicles at the store :)

calls you bub or baby

Yujin 🐰⚽️

this is your brother now

if you're older than him he still calls you noona/hyung when you're regressed

he gets nervous qwq

doing your little worksheets next to him doing his homework

plays mario kart with you and even lets you win sometimes

you two are in total kahoots when it comes to annoying the older boys tho

devious little plans

makes pillow forts with you and does not allow anyone without snacks in

watching shows on his phone together

buncha cuties

[bimbowrites]

Twst with Yuu who awkward and stares at them

Warnings; can be seen as either platonic or romantic?

Requests are open!! Don’t worry about much, I do nsfw and sfw content and will have no problem as long as you check my pinned post about fandoms I will do!

Authors note; just needed some non-romantic fics about Twst for once, Duece has more writing bc my brain love this cutie patootie and he is my son

Dorms; HEARTSLABYUL, SAVANACLAW, OCTAVINELLE, SCARABIA, POMEFIORE, IGNIHYDE

HEARTSLABYUL

• The first time you ever stare at Riddle he looks back at you a few seconds later with a confused expression as you keep staring at him. He would then get slightly more confused and then annoyed and asks you what you are doing, to which you just wander off without saying a word.

• This will confuse Riddle even more as he touches his face to see if anything was on him or in his teeth, he realizes an hour later that you were just staring at him for no reason, this makes him feel.. Happy? Or maybe.. prideful that the chance that you might look up to him..? Yes. This must be the answer! Riddle will ask you tomorrow :D

***

• Trey has noticed that you stare at him from both afar and when you both walk with each other. Of course he doesn’t mind it, in fact, you remind him when Riddle was younger and shy when they first met! What an adorable person you are!

• One time Trey asked you a question and you were so zoned out on him that he waved his hand in-front of you face and you looked super embarrassed and answered his question with a crooked smile as he chuckled at your reaction. Maybe he should call you out on it more often?

***

• Cater Takes pictures with you all of the time! You and him are basically best friends, at least he think so. But he notices that you are always looking at him in the pictures as he reviews the pictures before posting them. What a cutie you are! Looking so cute and squishy in the picture! (Platonic love)

• He would send you a picture that he likes of the two of you and leave a smart as comment saying ‘You look like you looove cay-cay’ and giggle at your response and tease you the next day you see each other!

***

• Ace definitely makes fun of you as he notices it almost immediately when you guys are officially friends. You stare at Ace as if you had a problem with him, so he jokingly asks you if you want to fight him and you just fumble with your words as he has a shit eating grin.

• But one time when you were caught staring at him he teased you a lot until you were almost crying, he had a heart attack as you are one of his best friends! (Mostly because he accidentally almost made you cry infront of RIDDLE), so he never teased you too much after that. (Key word; TOO MUCH)

***

• Deuce didn’t really notice (because he’s a little dumb <33) but when he did it was when he first played with Leona in a practice game for the spell drive after Leona’s overblot. He only notices afterwards because Jack pointed it out to him, and now he can’t help but get confused and nervous when you do it. It’s not your fault! Well, maybe it is..? But he enjoys spending time with you, it’s just it creeps him out a bit, sometimes he can’t help but call you out on it.

• Like one time he was walking with you back to ramshackle dorm and he couldn’t help but notice the way you glanced at him and stared every time, Deuce then gives up and asks you about it. Deuce then apologizes as he sees you try to find your words and you kinda look like a kicked puppy and he starts to panic and say it’s alright and he’ll never bring it up again..! (Spoiler alert; he does it on accident all the time)

Hello! Thank you for reading, love you guys and good morning/afternoon/night

[yiminsuu]

Can you like.... Write something (maybe like Nsfw of Fluff) about Freyr? I really loved the one with Tyr BTW

You mean write a headcanon or no...? Please be more specific for writers. And thank you, I’m happy you liked it! 😊💕

↳ NSFW Headcanons

The first thing you need to know about Freyr is that he is very charismatic and competent, and Kratos might say otherwise, but we all know Freyr is probably the only god that has been able to unite realms in war to stop one common enemy (correct me if I'm wrong).

So you meet Freyr and he doesn't trust you immediately, as any good leader should, but time passes and you keep protecting and fighting for Vanaheim and he develops a small crush that he prefers to ignore... Until he can't that is, and Lúnda keeps staring at him with an amused grin that just makes him uncomfortable.

Freyr is the first one to check on you when you get hurt, he won't leave your side even if you are safe and sleeping.

Makes one or two mistakes daily when you catch each other staring, he’ll smile like an idiot in love.

Sometimes he just enters your tent to see how you are doing and if he can spend some time with you without thinking about war. Those are the moments he adores.

You need to go into the wild and pick up some stuff? No probs, he goes with you, there's no way he's going to let you go alone, he's there to watch your back... And ensure that no certain Aesir will touch a single string of hair.

Loves touching you, without realizing Freyr might get cozy when you are near. Places his hand on your shoulder, caresses your arm down to your hand slowly, and sometimes even touches your hair if only a little.

You'll be the first person he thinks about when he wakes, and the last thought to drift off to sleep.

The second thing you need to keep in mind is that he is an absolute funny/awkward flirt (don't change my mind), he'll try hard to get your attention.

Doesn't care if you are shy or extroverted, I think the kind of person he would want to be in a relationship is with someone loyal, someone he can cry onto when the thought of Freya haunts his mind, someone he can trust to be himself and not be judged. He is opening his heart and soul, and he'll still be afraid.

Protective. Freyr always puts you before him when you are in danger, you are everything he desires in life, and he won't let anything happen to you now that you are his.

Freyr feels distressed the first time you see him taking the Vanir 'herbs', and it is an addiction and he admits it, if you are willing to stay and help him, he'll see you as the angel that saved his life multiple times.

Kisses, kisses and more kisses. All the time and everywhere.

He also loves kissing you even in front of others.

"Later, Freyr... Not here..."

He chuckles. "Don't be ashamed now, last night you didn't mind me at all."

(I swear Brok and Freya are so done with the two of you).

When he's asleep he will cling to you like a koala to a tree, some nights he’ll whisper the fluffiest and sweetest phrases in your ear. If you try to pull away he'll snuggle you closer.

He loves the little things like your hands interlaced, or brushing your lips together in the dark.

If you perhaps stay at camp and the group goes off to protect Vanaheim, when he comes back he tackles you to the ground, happy to see you again.

Nicknames! Freyr loves to call you 'sunshine', 'darling', and he's getting used to 'princess'. There are times he'll mess with you and call you 'my cutie patootie', he says you are adorable when you get mad.

Dances in the moonlight, Freyr will take you somewhere more private and spend the rest of the night with you, and there is no need for music to make it perfect, looking into his eyes is enough.

Freyr loves you, and he shows his feelings for you every day. Understand that he has a lot of work to protect Vanaheim and he stresses over it often, you are the only one that gives him light and warmth.

[blueskiesfillmymind]

what’s your opinion on each Blue version ? 👁️👁️

I was waiting for another ask!! Oh my god you're gonna be here for a while!! Cuz I'm gonna gush so much!!

Btw im gonna use acronyms for most of the titles of the animations and such so incase u need context.

KM - Kiss Me

LDT - Look Dont Touch

LF - Love Fool

SUASWM - Shut Up And Sleep With Me

BBYHL - Baby Hotline

WIW - wutiwant [one and two]

OTF - On The Floor

KMY - Kuruoze Miy

BMTHD - Bring Me The Horizon / Drown

LTH - Let It Happen

OL - Ordinary Life

So with that out of the way, Here. We. Go!

Kid blue [PRE-TRAUMA]

Blue's baby photos are just adorable!! Makes me wanna give his cheeks a small squishy squish,, I also wanna just- take him to an arcade,, he feels like such an arcade lover,, I wish to pamper him and treat him so much better, I remember when we were kids, we made mud pies and played in the rain together, and honestly those childhood memories makes me all the more happy that we've come so far,, I dont have much else to say other than he's a cutie patootie :3

Adult Blue [PRE-TRAUMA | KM - LDT -SUASWM]

My oh my,, he's such a flirt! His warm soft smug smile, his smaller more awkward moments when i flirt back with him are pure bliss,, the way he peppers me with kisses and always leans on me whenever he needs breaks from his work,, he's my handsy handsome boy!! And he loves me sosomuch,,, The way he'd give me sly glances whenever possible,, and his lovely tooth gap- Have I ever said how much I love his tooth gap? God he's seriously so lovely,, hearing him whistle simple tunes while we walk side by side,, hhrrgsggs

Mild Blue [SLBB - WIW1]

He has such a wounded heart,, it makes me wanna bitch slap pink even more whenever I think of this version of blue, even without his mouth he's quite kissable, he's more quiet than most of the other versions, yet all I can do is softly caress his cheeks, and passionately kiss him, mouth or not,, the way we'd lay together in comfortable silence as he boops his no-mouth against my own mouth, he actually loves doing that with me, kissing my cheeks even though he has no mouth, aside for his devilish smile ofc,, it's like he kisses me through a face mask,,

Heart Blue [BBYHL]

Sly,, Playboy,,, Bnuy,, BLU- no joke he's such a slut for pampering me,, and I mean that in the most loving way ever. I mean cmon, he wears a light pink sweater layered over a button up shirt, his sleazy black pants and lastly his lovely fluffy hair,, his heart glasses adorning his framed face as he looks at me with his tinted glasses,, gosh I'd be here for Years just to gush about his eyes,, The way he sometimes slips his hand near my waist to pull me closer sometimes,, gives me butterflies everytime!!

Hypersexual Blue [KMY]

The fact that when I've fallen for blue,, he was my first taste of- HOLY FUCK HIS TONGUE- May I say that his tongue knows how to knot cherry stems,, his tongue dancing along mine whenever we make out is pure bliss,, sure his mouth tastes like alcohol and booze,, but my god it makes me want to get drunk by his sensual touches,, and whenever we have that special moment,, its all like a wet dream,, his tongue is not only talented but he's surprisingly flexible, in a way he is a little stiff in some places, but he's still flexy,,

Cyan Blue [BMTHD]

Fire, Pain, just his pure denial ignites his rage, the way he sees himself is such a sad feeling, aswell as the way he's stuck in this episode of denying his entire abuse just pains me so so so badly,, During it all, he was so afraid of touching me.. almost isolating himself from me and other awful things, we ended up taking a small healthy break from one another.. but then after he healed,, he apologized for his manic behavior,, and I accepted him in a heartbeat,, having to finally feel his face again was such a blessing,, and I could tell he missed my touch aswell,,

White blue [WIW2]

All I'm going to say,, is I'm proud of him atleast,, finding his scars all over his body made me feel so sorry for him,, and when I watched the video, I felt so hurt.. the way he was silenced for being a man? I'd say that's rlly sexist. but that's not what I'm gonna touch on. I've had to comfort blue, we ended up cuddling when he got back,, I sang the two of us to sleep, and when he woke up, he kissed my cheek softly and mumbled a soft "Thank you",, aaughhh,,,

[Side note 4 paranoid: Whenever blue had those paranoid episodes, I've found another way of comforting them with my voice,, and now whenever he goes through those episodes, he'll either stand there frozen or just get to me for my comfort]

Grey Blue [LTH]

He was in such a spiral,, I felt super super awful for how the aftermath definitely made a number on him, every night he'd cling on me, to which I'd always nuzzle him to remind him how much he means to me,, every night he tears up and cried, whenever I'd see his dried tears, I'd clean them up for him,, aswell as brushing his hair that he was growing out, ngl I missed his mullet,, but hey, I'll love him no matter what <3

End Blue [OL]

... i felt so awful, and absolutely depressed when he began thinking of the things he's always been comparing himself to,, "My existence makes everyone uncomfortable, I'm a peice of shit!" Yet here I am. Thinkin the polar opposite, we both have had therapy times and during the end of it, I'd always ask for a hug, if he accepts, I'd rock him back and forth and hum a soft comforting tune,, if he dosnt want a hug, I'd ask for an alternative, and usually most time we'd always end up cuddling afterwards, I'm apart of his healing, I never want him to go through that ever again,

I'm not gonna talk about the abuser version of blue, he's nothing but a figure of his imagination, he isnt real. Not to me, and never will be real to blue,,

Anyways!!! Yeah,,, as you can tell i love blue :3

[whiskeysmulti]

Anon? Don’t know her.

Let’s see… my favorite detail about some of your portrayals… I’ll try not to repeat myself too much, but I’m sure I inevitably will have to at some point.

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Ahhhh what haven’t I said about Gokudera before at this point? I think I’ve already stated a number of times the things I like about him, but I’ll reiterate that my favorite detail about him are the things that I don’t often see in other portrayals, particularly the fact that he should be at risk of losing his hearing or at least have an issue with tinnitus if he uses his bombs a lot. Sure sure, it’s just anime/manga but a bit of realism doesn’t hurt anyone (cept for him) and it’s quite interesting to build off of, so it’s fun. So I suppose, my favorite details can be summarized into: what details did Amano not go into much less even touch that you incorporated into him. Like his inability to sleep very well or the fact that he doesn’t really eat that much in general. Lil details like that are always so fascinating for me to see and therefore I love it.

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Hmmm for Dino, I suppose it’s the fact that you have a pretty good balance between him being silly, him being cool, and having that cocky ass smug attitude which pisses Hibari off sometimes. There is no fear to be seen or awkwardness. Just a guy calmly and expertly manipulating Hibari into listening or preventing him from doing things.

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Favorite detail about Tsuna is that he makes it so easy for me to hate him. FOR ALL INTENTS AND PURPOSES THAT IS A JOKE!!!!! Honestly speaking, Tsuna tends to be pretty careful about the things that he says, and he doesn’t really have a knack for angering people that often. He may have blown up on some people (ie Haru or Lambo) but he always does apologize for it soon after.

The reason I bring this up (and I honestly can’t recall if I’ve mentioned it before) but it’s unrealistic? Homeboy has not had a single friend in how long up until Reborn came into his life? He hasn’t talked to any girls until Kyoko talked to him for like 5 minutes one time and that was enough for Dr.Shamal to pity him enough to treat him??? The fact that he hasn’t fucked up more often with stupid shit he said astounds me, honestly. He’s a young kid and he should be very socially inept and maybe struggle more with how to interact with others. He should be struggling more with actually making friends and maintaining them or what- but it just happened so naturally and smoothly.

I honestly like the fact that he says dumb shit sometimes that pisses Haru off. It just feels more realistic to me and I love that… even if it stresses me out sometimes LOL.

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Well, there honestly isn’t much canon information on G so really, at this point he’s an OC of your own creation LOLOLOL Any of the primo generation are basically OCs of our own creations at this point. IF YOU WON’T GIVE US INFORMATION, WE’LL HAVE TO MAKE IT UP OURSELVES, YOU COWARD!!!!! (jk I love you Amano~) Though, with the way that I like to think of the Primo vs Decimo generations being like healing from generational trauma kind of vibes, I like the fact that you had it set that G and Daemon were actually quite close up until the betrayal happened. It’s a very nice parallel from how Gokudera just barely trusts anyone, and definitely does not trust Mukuro. Lil parallels like that are just so fun to me and therefore it’s my favorite.

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For Enma, I could just cheat by saying that my favorite detail is that he’s just a cutie patootie and I LOVE HIM!!!!!! Jokes aside, I actually forgot that he’s quite fond of cats, so your portrayal reminded me of that, so my favorite detail is the fact that you do put some focus on his liking of cats. It is my favorite because ‘oh wow I forgot about that fact. Ohhhhhhhh’. Yes. I’m a weird but simple bean.

Anonymously send me your favorite detail about how I play my character.- no longer accepting!

.Whiskey. Omg Neo thank you so much! The fact that you picked up on those details when I was so afraid some of the headcanons wouldn't work, or that I was stressing something the manga mentioned once and it wasn't that important to the character, or whatever. So hearing this means so much.

As we've discussed before, the way I write, I try to bring the character to life. I don't want to just be one of those strictly canon compliant blogs that feels like they just memorize the character's lines and that's it. I aim to try to make the character feel more realistic which is where a lot of these headcanons come into play or picking up on those details that were only mentioned once and brushed off by Amano (Dera's poor health habits and recklessness being borderline suicidal, Enma being quiet and soft spoken but a gentle animal lover under it all, Tsuna making so many mistakes because this is the first time in his life he's had actual friends and doesn't know what to do without Reborn telling him so he should actually be completely socially inept at this point if it weren't for Nana teaching him basic manners, etc.) I put so much work into those headcanons and questioned myself and almost didn't use some of them because I feared the fandom would come for my ass for being too OOC which I've seen happen to some Headcanon Heavy and Divergent writers I followed before. So I always question myself if what I'm adding fits the character or not. I know a lot of stuff can be written off as "my blog, I'll do what I want" but you've seen the way I write, I'm more "I'll do what I want with this character within reason because I want to keep their personality in character and build from it, not break it down or change it."

So thank you so much, you don't know what it means to me that you caught those details and you actually like them.

[witchthewriter]

Hello! I was wonder if I could get a level three for shipping? I wanted to choose Harry Potter, Twilight, and Maze Runner. I really love your fanfic’s especially Ron and Neville’s 😭🫶🏿

☀️- Aries

🌙- Capricorn

⬆️- Capricorn

MBTI- ENTJ

Gryffindor house

I’m a bisexual woman with she/her pronouns

I’m 5’2 with mid length to long ginger hair, I’m a dark skin black woman and I’m midsize/curvy

Personality- I am a very open happy go lucky person! I love making friends and I adore romance! I live with little shame just outgoing I guess but I get flustered around certain people. I’m very focused and passionate and I give a lot to the people I love!

Trait’s- impatient, loving, compassionate, artistic, smart, eccentric, funny, talkative, stubborn, determined, little impulsive, situationally disorganized, sometimes hard to talk to, sweet

Likes:ocean, reading, clothes, astrology, K-pop, art, food, animals, love, Disney, fairy tales, ice skating, drama, tea, Harry Potter, Starwars, reading, playing the violin, learning languages, anime,movie and character analysis, soft things, bunnies, sims 4, decor

Dislikes:bugs, nasty people, rude people,snarky people, show offs, liars, spiders, slow walkers

Fun facts: can do impression, I’m a collector especially of figures, even though I’m disorganized sometimes I really do love organizing

Also if you do anon emojis could I be 💌

Want one? Here be the rules 🦋🌈

You picked the perfect fandoms by the way!!! Also what are anon emojis??? I feel so old omg

𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒏:  ✧ Kind-hearted ✧ Sweet ✧ Sensitive 

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Neville Longbottom! You guys would be such a great match; he could talk for hours and hours. And that’s probably happened before, and you guys stayed up all night, and then looked outside and realised the sun had come up!

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・I think Neville knits - honestly, I do. And he would knit you all kinds of clothing; sweaters/jumpers, socks, scarfs, hats, etc. 

・In your home, you have an abundance of plants ... okay that’s a weird word to use, but you have so much greenery that anyone who enters cannot help but feel calmer

・So !!!! Much !!!!! Dancing !!!! Neville LOVES to slow dance, which was sparked in 4th year - the Yule Ball

・Loves when you run your fingers through his hair, he literally turns into mush!

・ Relationship Tropes:

  ↬ Clueless Love

  ↬ Gomez And Morticia Adams

  ↬ Two Nerds Nerding Out About Nerd Stuff

𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Seth Clearwater! The cutie-patootie! I think you’re the female version of Seth to be completely honest. You’re both such a ray of sunshine! You met Seth because you were great friends with Leah. You being her only female friend ...

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・Would get rid of spiders for you, but doesn’t have the heart to kill them, so he secretly takes them outside and lets them go

・He would actually LOVE listening and learning about Astrology with you - he finds it fascinating. (I agree with the theory that the more a man hates astrology, the more misogynistic he is ...)

・Seth would always make sure that you’re not hungry - and I’m talking ... he would jump in the car and drive you to the nearest drive-thru, or grocery store, run in and get you everything you want. 

・Oh and he always warms you up! Would give you his jacket without a seconds hesitation. And would most definitely give you his shoes if yours were hurting you!!!!!!!!

・HE IS THE BIGGEST GENTLEMAN, AND THE BEST BOYFRIEND ANYONE COULD EVER HAVE 

・ Relationship Tropes:

  ↬ Best Friend’s Brother

  ↬ Mutual Pining

  ↬ Awkward x Flustered

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Newt! I think he’s the most suited to your personality. Especially since you remind me of a mix between Luna  (Harry Potter), Alice (Twilight) and Lucy (Narnia). You’re both very caring people who would rather be around others than on their own. 

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・He likes when you rest your head on his shoulder, or when you fall asleep on him. It makes him giddy inside <3

・You show each other a lot of affection because neither of you has experienced it much. 

・You always make sure that he’s okay and that his leg isn’t hurting him too much. At times it can really cause him grief, but he never shows it. 

・He loves hearing you talk about anything, but especially your hobbies, passions, and some good ol’ gossip!

・ Relationship Tropes:

  ↬  Person A: Affection??        Person B: Affection!!!

  ↬  Shy, Insecure x Thinks The Other Is Incredible (MAJOR HEART EYES)

  ↬  Reunion Romance

[meowzfordayz]

traffic — car

Author’s Note: thought of this while driving  hehe (fortunately didn’t hit any traffic tho!).

traffic — car

Iguro Obanai x Reader, Kanroji Mitsuri x Reader, Kocho Shinobu x Reader, Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader, Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader, Tomioka Giyuu x Reader

Word Count: ~2,500

CW: explicit language

traffic — motorcycle

~faqs~

‼️ Pls and ty read these hcs w/ a grain of salt and lots of humor ‼️

If you drive, then there’s a high likelihood that you might do some of the following driving behaviors/pet peeves mentioned

Myself included in that likelihood lmao 😬

These hcs are just a personal indulgence into how I believe various Hashira would approach/react to traffic 😇

Seethes in traffic

But silently

A silent seether

Knows there’s not much he can do about it

Knows he’ll end up where he needs to be ~eventually

But DAMN SHIT FUCK

All silently screamed in his head, ofc 😌

It is not a good idea to engage w/ him when stuck in traffic

Don’t turn on the radio, play a CD, or AUX/Bluetooth your phone

Don’t ask about his day

Don’t comment on anything mundane — on anything at all

Just let the man be

Having been his partner for a while now means you understand it isn’t personal

But it’s awkward in the beginning

After all, you can tell he’s seething

“Obanai? It’s just traffic babe. No need to stress!” ☺️

Wrong. Thing. To. Say. 🥴

To his credit, he simply grits his teeth, biting sharply at his tongue, refusing to yell at you bc somewhere amidst his seething he recognizes you’re just being a concerned sweetheart

Fortunately, you notice the tightening of his grip on the steering wheel, wisely opting to save the rest of your comforting words for a better time 😅

His seething vibes ebb once the traffic thins, at which point he mumbles sheepishly, “I love you. Please don’t talk to me when there’s traffic. It’s not you, it’s me. Alright?”

You nod, immediately grasping the situation, “Of course, babe. Thanks for letting me know.”

He blushes slightly, almost in disbelief that he’s w/ such an empathetic, respectful partner

If you happen to be the one driving, then he doesn’t seethe nearly as deeply

Still doesn’t want any background noise/music playing, but actually encourages you to ramble about your day — about whatever’s on your mind

He’s just sooooo grateful he isn’t the one behind the wheel, and can focus on his favorite thing instead: you !!!!!

If the traffic’s especially bad, then he might even shyly ask if he can take a nap

You always say, “Sure, babe!” but he’d certainly stay awake if you wanted his company instead

He hasn’t realized it yet, but you’ve started intentionally grabbing the car keys first whenever you get to drive somewhere together

It’s a small sacrifice, and totally worth it every time you get to watch him drooling adorably in your peripheral 😪

Unfortunately you haven’t been able to take any photos bc yanno, both hands on the steering wheel

But what a cutie patootie! 😍

Plus, he’s often super cuddly after #traffic naptime 🥰

Is too nice of a driver

The kind of driver who might actually cause traffic

Lets drivers go even when she has the right of way

Waits for pedestrians even when they’re still miles from actually getting to the crosswalk

Pulls off whenever she sees a stopped car w/ their hazards on (she’s jump started countless batteries and changed countless flat tires) 

You lowkey sob getting into the car if she’s driving, bc you know it’ll take forever and a day to get to your destination

Sometimes when you’re stuck in highway traffic w/ her, you swear you actually lose distance bc of how many ppl merge in front of her 😐

Ofc, you do find her kindness endearing to an extent

Actually have a decent amount of useful acquaintances from her constant insistance on providing roadside service—“Can’t we help them, [y/n]? Who knows how long Triple A might take to reach them! ☹️”—GAH you suck at denying her 😒

But ~eventually, you draw a soft line

“Mitsuri, honey, we’re going to be late. Again.”

She tilts her head confusedly, waving on yet another pedestrian, “Just text Shinobu? She’ll understand.”

“Mitsuri,” you’re firm, “I appreciate and admire how patient and thoughtful you are,” you swallow nervously, “But what about our time? What about my time?” and then quietly, “Sometimes I feel like stranger #5 is more important to you than… well, than me.”

She gasps, eyes widening as she connects the dots

Doesn’t speak for the remainder of the drive

Whiiich, goes by suspiciously fast ?? Her usual driving manners nonexistent

That’s not to say she drives rudely! She just doesn’t drive overly politely either

Once you arrive at the diner—where you’re meeting Shinobu for brunch—she quickly hops out of the car, rushing over to open the passenger door for you

“Misturi, I-”

She crushes you in a desperate hug before you can finish you sentence

“I had no idea how inconsiderate I was being of your time,” she murmurs into your neck

“Thank you for being honest with me,” she kisses your cheek

“Thank you for not being angry with me,” she kisses your other cheek

“I’m sorry I made you feel unimportant,” she squeezes your hipbones

“You are so important to me. The most important to me,” she brushes her nose against yours

“I promise to be more mindful of your time,” she nips at your bottom lip

“I love you,” you respond simply, heart brimming with relief and gratitude as you reassuringly caress her jaw, “Now let’s head inside? I’m ravenous!”

An absolute menace when stuck in traffic

Yanno when someone pulls an annoying ass stunt, and you can kinda peer through their window and sometimes you’re like, “Ohhh yeah that makes sense that a teenager pulled a dangerous, teenager move”?

Shinobu’s like that (as in, she’s like the teenager lmao), except the last thing anyone expects is a petite, smiling, devil

If she’s on the highway, then she def constantly changes lanes in traffic bc, “This one must be the fastest?!”

Tailgates (which isn’t quite as horrible when traffic’s forcing everyone to drive below 20 anyway, but still…)

Will honk incessantly until the car in front of her changes lanes 😳

Rolls down her window and offers a bright grin and careless wave whenever someone inevitably flips her off 😃

Hasn’t been in any accidents tho, bc her car is baby 🥺

She’s reckless, but doesn’t actually want to cause any harm to her baby

Also bc you’d never speak w/ her again 

Okayokay not actually, bc srsly using the silent treatment against your partner is toxic 🤢

If anything tho, she’d never hear the end of it, and she legit shrivels when you chew her out

Mostly bc you hardly ever get angry, and when you do, it’s always warranted and supported by various evidence, logic, and reasoning

If she’s in the city, then she can’t be quite as feisty w/ her driving

Has to utilize different tactics

Obnoxiously revs her engine to intimidate/irritate others

Surprisingly doesn’t run red lights, but will absolutely honk at someone if they take more than 0.01 secs to hit their gas once the light turns green again

Does this to everyone

Cops included

But has never been pulled over ?? Prob bc she technically doesn’t break any laws — is just suuuper aggressive and impatient

“The traffic was unbelievable today!” she groans as she enters the kitchen, smiling softly at the sight of you rummaging through the fridge

“How many?” you ask amusedly

She pouts—not that you’re looking at her Where is the cheese? I could’ve sworn I bought cheese?! you growl frustratedly—crossing her arms, “Received, only four. Given? In the double digits.”

“Hm, not too shabby,” you chuckle, “I guess you’ve done worse.”

Her record for receiving ✨the bird✨ in one nonstop drive is somewhere around 12

Her record for giving? Closer to 25

“I’m sorry I’m late,” she walks to you, pressing a warm kiss between your shoulder blades

“I’m glad you’re home in one piece,” you shrug, “Where is the cheese?”

“The cheese?” she laughs fondly at your whining tone, “Check the left bin.”

You check

“Aha !!” you grin triumphantly, spinning around, cheese in hand, “Your tardiness is forgiven, oh wonderful Shinobu.”

The longer he’s stuck in the traffic, the worse he gets

In the beginning, he’s arguably cheerful?

Kyojuro can put a positive spin on practically anything ☀️

If you’re in the car w/ him, then he’ll start a game of I-Spy or License Plates

He’s grateful for the extra time w/ you ☺

The grumpier you are about the traffic, the more he optimistically compensates

It’s all genuine too, bc he just finds it adorable when you’re huffy, and is more than happy to try and coax a contented mood from you

When he’s driving, he likes to hold your hand, rubbing reassuring circles, “It is alright, my love. We will get to where we need to be! Traffic comes and goes.”

He’s an experienced driver, and never takes unnecessary risks — would rather be late than cause an accident

When you’re driving, he likes to rest his palm on your thigh, squeezing gently, “Do not worry! You are doing great! I am sure we will be there in no time.”

He’s excellent about not passenger seat driving, ignores any road rage that you may or may not exclaim, and trusts that you’re remaining attentive and driving w/ utmost care — will very calmly and uncritically point out if you make/are about to make any rash decisions 

If you aren’t in the car w/ him, then that’s when things can, uhh, go south… 😶

He doesn’t have your lively presence to balance, to entertain, him

Doesn’t have your frustrated, beautiful smile to ease him

5-10 mins of traffic he can manage fine

20+ mins? Not so much

—Ik, Ik, there’s that awkward transition from 10 mins to 20 mins, but wouldn’t it be weird if I wrote 5-19? 😆

 As time dwindles by, he feels antsier and antsier

Something akin to aggravated sinks into his skin

Kyojuro is not good at feeling aggravated

He’s tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, clicking his tongue repeatedly, eyeing the clock every 30 secs

The only silver lining of getting stuck alone in traffic is when he calls you and you pick up

“[y/n]!”

From the mere edge of his voice, you recognize he’s stuck in traffic

“Kyo! How long has it been?”

“Too long!” he declares, “I miss you!”

“I miss you too, Kyo,” you stifle a fond giggle, “I’ll be here when you arrive, no matter how late. Okay?”

He appreciates you so much

11/10 going to smother you in affection the moment this damned traffic lets up and he can #gtfh (get the fuck home)

“Okay, [y/n]! I love you!” he doesn’t want to hang up, but he also dislikes being on the phone for too long while driving

“I love you! You’ve got this.”

Does his absolute best to avoid getting stuck in traffic

Generally refuses to drive/be driven between the hrs of 6am-10am and 3pm-8pm

Do those seem like wide ranges for AM and PM rush hrs?

Well they are

#can’t risk it #not even for the biscuit

On the rare occasions when he can’t avoid rush hr

Or when there’s construction/road work and everything gets backed up bc fucking. Idiots. Don’t. Know. How. To. Merge.

Like, did you NOT see the sign warning you that everything was gonna become one lane?

How about NOT zooming past and then merging last minute ??

You do realize that that exact behavior is why the single lane gets even more backed up ?????

Bc of selfish, oblivious, assholes such as yourself ??

There is a reason everyone is switching into one lane

—Can you tell that I encounter that specific above scenario often ?! Hahahahaha 😵

—ANYwho

On the rare occasions when Sanemi gets stuck in traffic

I guarantee he’s mumble cursing the entire time

Thing is, he’s typically prepared: if he knows he’ll have to drive during rush hr, then he knows he’s going to hit traffic, so he leaves himself ample time for the inevitable slowdown(s)

He isn’t pissed off bc he’s gonna be late or whatever

He’s pissed off bc #TRAFFIC

Bc #ppl constantly switching lanes as if each new lane’ll magically become the fastest one it won’t

Bc #ppl not paying attention and then suddenly yeeting over from the far left to make their exit dumbasses

Bc #ppl honking as if the additional noise will somehow organize the chaos it doesn’t

Fortunately, his traffic mood dissipates as soon as he reaches his destination

Especially if you happen to be his destination

No point in feeding negative energy when he’s finally FREE !! 🥳

Altho you can always tell when he’s coming off #traffic mode, bc: A, it takes a while for his shoulders to lose their accumulated tension; B, you can usually hear him stomping his way over to you; and C, sometimes, when traffic’s reeeally terrible, there’ll be a lingering redness in the middle of his forehead

Yanno, bc he facepalmed so many times 💀

Is pretty unfazed by highway traffic

Considers it an opportunity to listen to another episode of his favorite podcast

Or an entire album from start to finish

Gets into the far left lane and just zones out

Dw tho, he pays attention to how close he is to his exit 😉

City traffic, however

Poor Giyuu cannot handle the intensity of city traffic

Stimulation = too much 

Four way intersection w/ everyone running reds and packing as tightly together as possible w/o bumping?

Pedestrians making it even more stressful what w/ how they just saunter in between cars? Like ?? Dumbfucks do you want to get hit ?? Could you not do that ?? Please ??

Assholes honking, tire screeching, and flipping off everyone?

Meanwhile Giyuu’s just trying to safely get home to your pretty face 😭

Cars double parked w/o their hazards on, so it’s unclear if the driver plans on leaving anytime soon or if they’re just being an utter jerk

BICYCLISTS ffs just bc you’re riding something more nimble than a hunk of metal does not mean you can just weave around everything; you could get doored; you could get smacked; you could get ouch-ed !! (fun fact — I walk, drive, AND bike, so I’m familiar w/ all of their pros and cons 🙃)

The actual time that getting stuck in traffic consumes, on the highway or in the city, doesn’t annoy Giyuu

It’s just the likelihood of being overwhelmed—mostly in the city—that he loathes

Not to mention, why do ppl seem to forget basic driving etiquette and safety the moment traffic arises ??

Presumably ppl would drive better in traffic bc of its complexity, slower speeds, and higher stakes ?? 

But nooo ppl become certifiably terrifying

Ugh

He’d sit through highway traffic every day if he could be spared any and all city traffic

Would 100% make that deal w/ the devil​

[sunshinetoshi]

okay babe! im here to make a request pretty please! you know i love your headcanons for all the characters-so how would the hq boys react to you asking them to dance with you? thank you so much!

asking the hq boys to dance

a/n: fluffy/humor headcanons ahead (kissing in one of them and maybe secondhand embarrassment in a few lmaoo) gray bb!! tysm for being patient w this omg but i had so much fun w this!! also i wasn’t sure if you meant slow dancing or not so i just put ~both~ HAHA ily bb <33 as always these aren't set in stone the boys are quite a mix of different ones heheh

☀ slow dance ☀

the corners of his mouth turn up and he nods, ‘of course.’ places his hands on your lower back and sways gently to the music. him staring at you in adoration as he thinks about how much he loves you. wow now i’m sobbing

USHIJIMA (yall already know the self indulgence aksjdfh help), KITA, AKAASHI, AKITERU, ENNOSHITA, yamaguchi, daichi, numai, moniwa, ikejiri, kai, hirugami, aone, reon, romero

teases you for having two left feet when you dance but nonetheless grins and pulls you in close. hums the melody of the song and will sometimes whisper the wrong lyrics in your ear to make you giggle

KUROO, MATSUKAWA, SEMI, FUTAKUCHI, KONOHA, aran, suna, tendou, terushima, sugawara, kunimi, hoshiumi, kuguri, hakuba, kinoshita, fukunaga, shirabu, meian

surprises you with some basic ballroom dance skills. nice and easy waltz while he smirks ‘what didn’t think i knew how to do this?’ and he lifts his hand for you to turn, kissing you when you face him again

IWAIZUMI, ATSUMU, KOMORI, DAISHOU, tanaka, daichi, tendou, washio, kamasaki, kyoutani, tsukki

you hardly ask because this boy is always asking you. sometimes not even asking lol but he will snake his arms around you and move to the music - be it in your kitchen, at a party, or at the grocery store. he just wants to enjoy a little moment with you

BOKUTO, OIKAWA, OSAMU, HAKUBA, koganegawa, nishinoya, yamamoto, lev, tendou, tomas

knows you’re asking him for a slow dance and will start throwing it back for no reason other than him just being ~him~ yeah if this boy convinces you to join him in his imaginary dance party moment you are in deep my friend bc yall are fist pumping rn to some slow love song like celine dion and people are staring (eh let em stare)

ATSUMU, OIKAWA, KUROO, TERUSHIMA, SUGAWARA, MAKKI, fukunaga, nishinoya, tanaka, futakuchi

☀ not slow dance ☀

will only do line dances but when those line dances do come on oh boy he’s dragging you to the dance floor without even asking you if you wanted to join. you have to smile at this man it’s inevitable. he’s having the time of his life with the cha cha slide and he is an angel pls dance with him

SAKUSA (BAAHAH NO BUT DONT YOU SEE IT A BIT - the slander lmaoo i’m sorry omi), ARAN, YAMAGUCHI, MONIWA, ushijima, goshiki, akiteru, narita, romero

that guy that just knows more moves than you think and he shamelessly goes into the middle of the dance circles and points to you when everyone is cheering omg cringe but let’s be honest at least he’s fun - the type who will do the worm or some breakdancing move poorly but play it off humorously and everyone loves him i’m crying

ATSUMU, KOGANEGAWA, HOSHIUMI, TERUSHIMA, tanaka, fukunaga, tendou, tomas

cutie patootie feels a bit awkward on the dance floor but he will clap or move his arms a bit to the beat while you dance bc he likes watching you have fun and smile at him. yeah dad dance moves but that’s alright it’s hot on him - hype him up

USHIJIMA, IWAIZUMI, OSAMU, ASAHI, AONE, yamaguchi, sakusa, daichi, kinoshita, goshiki, numai, yahaba, reon

slightly similar to the dance circle bf but this guy will go f u l l o u t full out wow. okay it’s both wow and yikes HAHA. he’s truly using his whole range of motion akjsdfjf. might he be butchering all the dance moves and all the songs? yes. does he make you burst out into laughter telling him to stop? also yes. but that’s honestly what he’s aiming for. the idiot will do anything to make you laugh bc your laugh is his favorite thing in the whole world

KUROO, NISHINOYA, TENDOU, HINATA, makki, fukunaga, atsumu, komori, lev

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[twisted-nox-sidus]

I was in the mood for fluff.

Headcanon AU prompt: Child!Strix suddenly warps to TW! As the dorm leaders argue who would be the first to take her in for the time being, she selects the dorm leader on a whim and grows attached. Saddled as babysitters by Crowley, how do the dorms take care of her? 

Note: I had made a post of Child!Strix before. Keep in mind that she’s mute at this age and relies on actions than words to communicate.

Heartslabyul

Baby Strix fled to the safety of Riddle’s long cape and curled up inside despite his protests. She was in a cocoon by then.

The card boys almost dread the worst when Riddle came back cradling a sleepy little girl wrapped snugly in his cape like a blanket. The sight was so tender, they were nearly convinced it was someone pranking them.

Riddle was confident to show Strix a wonderful time at Heartslabyul. On the same day he had Trey bake his delicious cakes and treat her to his favorite strawberry tarts soon after.

The boys take turns carrying her. They almost die of diabetes whenever Strix gives nuzzles on their cheeks and hugs around their necks. So precious! She’s an angel! Deuce actually cried (manly tears mind you) once. Ace was never gonna let it up.

The Heartslabyul gang are just one big family. Trey and Cater are the parents, the first-year trio are their chaotic kids, and Riddle is the exasperated eldest son who tries to keep the whole family in line.

Strix plays dress-up with Cater and he does her hairstyles. It’s clear he totally dotes on her the most as he has an older sister. Having a little sister like Strix is delightful!

“Can we adopt her? Please?” “Cater, the headmaster already signed the custody papers.” “Really?!”

Ace and Deuce alternate carrying Strix as she paints roses red. They also make up quicker when Strix is around so they don’t make her sad.

The hedgehogs and flamingos are quite attached to Strix. They were practically surrounding her. Cater had abused the camera roll by then. He can’t bring himself to delete a single pic! But his memory storage is near reduced to tears...

Bonus: Che’nya randomly popped in during their tea party sweeping Strix off her chair and adoring this cutie patootie. Strix’s shock subsides when she noticed the pierced pointy cat ears and pets them while Che’nya carried her on his shoulders. He even only made his head visible so he’d give the others a spook when he came back while Strix is too focused on his kitty ears to realize it. It was so surreal, let me tell you.

Savanaclaw

Strix approached Leona and looked up with sparkling blue eyes. Fluffy kitty ears are nice! Not scary!

Leona groaned. He himself doesn’t want to take in a kid -especially a girl- back to Savanaclaw. She makes easy prey the moment she steps in. He has a weak spot for children, too.

To Leona’s bewilderment, the girl climbs on him like a tree until she sat on his shoulders and touched his cat ears. She nuzzled her face in his mess of hair and smiled, pleased.

And so, Leona returned to the dorm with a baby owl perched on his head. When she was asleep he dumped the job onto Ruggie. He should get paid for this, damn it. He didn’t sign up for babysitting!

Strix’s attention would wander to Leona’s flicking tail. She would try to catch it and run around Leona’s legs to try to get a feel, or pounce on the bed if he’s sleeping, however it would slip out of her tiny reach. She seems to have fun, though. She behaves like a cub sometimes, it’s really adorable.

Strix would do her best to help Ruggie clean Leona’s room. If only the dorm leader would follow her example...

Baby Strix growling stomach is like a mouse squeaking. Ruggie didn’t think a child’s stomach could make such cute noise.

Jack is saddled with a kid while Ruggie and Leona take care of their own duties. Where is the instruction manual for this?

Strix would fall asleep on Jack’s tail that substitutes for a pillow. Or his fluffy head, one way or the other. It’s easy to watch over a kid when they’re asleep almost 24/7. When she is awake, she would climb on him like he’s a jungle gym.

One time when he gave her an awkward pat on the head, she firmly held his hand in place and she. Freaking. Nuzzled into his palm. Nuzzled her nose to it with a cute smile and blush.

Jack only had Strix for five minutes, but if anyone harms her he will kill everyone in the area and then himself. It’s that meme :D

Every time they go out, the boys would firmly place their hands over her ears to block any foul language Savanaclaw has to offer. They also make it clear to other fellow students to keep their paws off her. Her innocence must be protected.

Octavinelle

Similar to Riddle, Strix went to hide under Azul’s draped coat. Azul then eagerly agreed to take her in. There’s profit to having an adorable guppie at Mostro Lounge, is what everyone called him out on. Azul doesn’t deny it.

Floyd definitely carries Strix by the shoulders. At first it was all fun and games, with how tall being on him was... Until he sporadically pretended to almost drop Strix that she clung to Jade’s secure arms while trembling like a leaf. For once, Jade had a justified reason to smack his brother on the arm without rousing sibling hostility. Floyd got depressed by the flick of a switch.

Strix’s eyes always wanders to the view of the underwater scenery. Her face was glued to the window in Mostro Lounge for how beautiful and breathtaking the sights were. Once, she lied on the floor in the glass corridor admiring the fishies that swim by. She never got tired of it for hours.

Floyd took the opportunity to join her on the floor in hopes of making up to her. Child Strix is a gentle soul to have forgiven him, and the two spent time just relaxing together until Jade and Azul came to pick them up (of course it was weird for two people to be on the floor). Strix was asleep by then.

Strix got curious about the grand piano. Azul played a few tunes before inviting her to join him. She pressed a few random keys that were out of tune, of course, but Strix was excited regardless. The glint of intent interest to explore the practice made him chuckle.

He teaches her the basics. He also encouraged her that her hands are perfect for the piano, which is no lie, and that she would become a wonderful pianist if she continued practicing, much to her delight.

Baby Strix would doze to sleep as Azul played relaxing music, all curled up while her head was atop his lap. What a pure soul this one is.

Scarabia

“Kalim put Strix down!!”

Jamil has another -literal- child to babysit. At least Strix is well-behaved unlike Kalim. Why can’t he take a page from her book?

Kalim has plenty of siblings. His brotherly love rubbed off Strix and made her open up to him more quickly than others.

Kalim bought every kind of ribbon that looks good on Strix. Too bad practically everything is adorable on her.

Jamil really doesn’t mind feeding another mouth. He’s whipped up feasts that feed hundreds of guests for Kalim’s banquets and parties, especially at the last minute. What’s two people to sweat about?* Magic carpet rides are exhilarating for Strix. They were like the baby roller coasters she rode on, but this must be the grownup’s version.

Pomefiore

Strix admires Vil’s dorm outfit between her fingers. The interior red design has fancy apple designs.* Vil boasts how even a toddler recognizes his beauty to compare to other students who fail to see it through their thick skulls.

Like Cater, Vil dresses her in outfits deemed complimentary to Strix and her stunning blue eyes. Strix didn’t mind since Vil was having fun.

Strix is amazed by Epel’s apple craftsmanship. It’d be a shame to eat them, she feels. After being reassured he’ll make more again, she never leaves a crafted apple to rot.

Strix finds Rook’s mannerisms and French confusing, but that’s okay. She’s a child that doesn’t know better. Though she has a feeling she’d still find him elusive even as a grownup.

Ignihyde

Like a kitten, Strix is all-too curious about Idia’s long blue flaming hair and paws at the tips. He had to bunch his hair into a ponytail during her stay.

Idia has his little brother Ortho. Surely he can handle Strix. “Those are two separate things!” He’d exclaim. Too bad that doesn’t prevent him from being a babysitter right off the bat.

Ortho is excited. Now he’s in the shoes of a big brother. He hopes Strix will be an incentive for Idia to come out of his room.

Strix liked how warm and comfy Idia’s jacket (his “school uniform”) looks. She slipped inside while Idia was taking a shut-eye from the monitor and zipped up the zipper before snuggling closer to his warm body heat. It’s like hugging a heater.

Idia woke up to a fright. What if he crushed her under his weight?! That’d be dangerous!

He looks down to see the content smile on her lips. With a sheepish huff he plopped his head back on the pillow. Another five minutes wouldn’t hurt.

Diasomnia

To every dorm leader’s surprise and fear, including Diasomnia’s himself, baby Strix fled to Malleus’ side. His intimidating aura should have warded her away, yet when Strix looks up from the folds of his cape with pure and honest blue eyes, there was no fear. Even as a toddler she knows no fear of one of the most powerful magicians in the world.

Strix dislikes thunder, and thus is scared of Sebek and his lightning bolt for hair. She would flee behind Silver’s leg and stay away from Sebek as much as possible.

Sebek had to befriend her through an owl marshmallow pillow (after listening to Lilia’s advice). Watching her squeeze the pillow made many shed tears from the sweetness. You could practically see flowers and soft light surround the two.

Sometimes they would walk in the lounge to see Strix dozing in the sleeping Silver’s protective arms wrapped around her securely. Like two peas in a pod.

Lilia is amused whenever he looks behind to see Strix lifting his oversized Diasomnia uniform as much as possible from the floor. She follows him like a duckling because of that.

Once, Malleus got depressed for not being invited to an event. Strix tugged on his pant leg and he picks her up. Then she pats his head before giving him a hug in consolation. How sweet, though he realized how the roles have switched; he’s the child, and Strix is much mature for her age.

The day after that Strix would pull him over to where everyone sat before a pretend tea party set. If Malleus had the shame to cry he would have done so. Ugly sobbing, amirite?

Malleus may not admit it out loud, but he’s happy. At least someone knows to remember to invite him. The fact it’s a human child says a lot.

[eau-duresistance]

BNHA headcanons bc I’m bored: Fusion edition

General stuff:

If you have a quirk, you are able to fuse with others that have a quirk, and if you don’t have a quirk, you can’t fuse with anyone

There’s a large subculture around fusions, and most people in their life have fused for whatever reasons

The better the relationship, the better the fusion. However, if quirks or personalities are really different, no matter how good the relationship, the fusion can be unstable

Fusion dances are helpful because it helps the two people sync up. More advanced fusions don’t need . dance – just physical contact.

Fusion heroes do exist, but they’re not very common

UA has fusion classes, taught by the fusion hero SunScream (when he screams he breathes fire). He’s a fusion of two married men and has been fused for 14 years. He’s also a rare fusion because aside from the two sets of eyes, you can’t tell he’s a fusion (Think like Garnet)

Midoriya:

This kid wanted to fuse so badly his entire life, but once he got his quirk, he was SO nervous. I mean, he uses it and almost dies every time, and he trained for a year to handle it

He’s also never fused before, so he doesn’t know whether or not the other person will see into his mind and know his secret, and that makes him SUPER anxious

He fused with All Might once before classes started so he could know what fusion felt like, but he knows All Might can be trusted, and he won’t immediately explode if he tries to use his quirk

Because of that, all of his fusions were SUPER unstable and they don’t last for long at the start

Kirishima and Uraraka are both really good at fusing, so they helped him train in off-hours, and he can hold a stable fusion now, since he knows that they can’t really see that deep into his mind.

Also, whenever he fuses, he just adds Super to the other person – the fusion is basically really strong, but mostly the other person’s quirk is strengthened a lot

He’s also ridiculously bad at fusion dance and just kinda shuffles into it.

Bakugou:

Yikes.

Bakugou.... yeah. He’s not great to fuse with. He’s got a LOT of emotions all the time always, and they’re usually pretty violent. He also has some heavy insecurities, so that’s fun when fusing

He was very much a Jasper thinker (fusion is just a cheap tactic to make weak heroes stronger) and didn’t really believe in fusion. 

Also, a lot of people are pretty nervous to fuse with him and those feelings get caught up with the fusion, so that plus his own negativity...bad experience for everyone involved

After the Sports Festival when Bakugou kinda became friends with Kirishima, they were paired up, and bc Kirishima was excited to fuse with him, there wasn’t that negativity, and Bakugou was kinda like “huh. this isn’t so bad”

Class 1-A Fusions:

Izuchoka

Bubbly, friendly, DOES NOT SHUT UP.

Fusion name: Bubbletea

Quirk: SuperZero – they can handle things a lot heavier than normal and launch them at a much farther distance

Stable

Bouncy. Like, they don’t stop bouncing? Why?

Lowkey ripped as fuck and its weird with their cute babyface

Their hero costume looks like a watermelon

Really good with kids

Awkward

Bakudeku

Fusion name: Undecided (they can’t stay fused long enough to choose)

Quirk: Super Explosion

Hella unstable. Yikes

So many emotions. None of them are good. He’s crying and he’s mad that he’s crying which only makes him cry more and – oh, they unfused.

Their colour schemes match and so his costume is super cool and this would probably be one of the most attractive fusions except the eyes are uneven, there are four arms, three legs, and a bunch of other shit

If the situation is dire and they don’t really think about it, they can fuse really really well. They get better as their relationship develops, but they never fuse until they need to. Just so many emotions

Kiribaku

Fusion name: Red Rubble

Quirk: Rubble – he can turn his skin to rocks, but it secretes nitroglycerin, so he can explode everywhere on his body

Easily the most stable Bakugou Fusion

When Kirishima fuses, he has a signature move when the other person runs at him and he catches them, swings them around, and they fuse. But Red Spark is super stable and doesn’t need much contact to fuse, so Bakugou just runs at Kirishima – no catch, they just crash into each other and suddenly Red Rubble is there

Really normal looking – actually only has one set of eyes, which is super rare, but he’s also got a few extra fingers

The personality is essentially Immovable Object meets Unstoppable Force but like, one singular being

LOUD

Friendly teasing all the time. 

Tsuchoka

Fusion name: Leapfrog

Quirk: High jump – she touches the ground on all fours and can leap really really far

Stable AF

Cutie patootie of the fusions

Tongue blep, plus Uraraka’s rosy cheeks? Dead on impact

Pastel version of Izuchoka

Really really good at rescue missions

Her giggle is the CUTEST thing ever

Tododeku

Fusion name: Temp Blast

Quirk: Super Half’n’Half – Todoroki’s power is made even stronger, and he has a small amount of Deku’s strength

Stable? Depends on the day tbh

The problem with Todoroki’s fusions is that everyone thinks he’s super chill, calm, and collected because that’s how he presents himself. But peel back even a little bit, and there’s a ton of angst and anger and really negative feelings. Deku knows it’s there so he can handle it, but if it’s a bad day then Temp Blast cries a lot and it either steams or ices on his face and either way it’s not good

God of conspiracy theories. Sometimes, they’ll fuse into Temp Blast just to figure out mysteries and conspiracies

MomoJirou

Fusion Name: Amp

Quirk: Sound Producer: She still has Jirou’s earlobes, and Amp can produce amps anywhere on her skin to create an insane amount of noise, but she remains unaffected

Really stable

Absolutely killer in battle, one of the most effective fusions in the class

Big blushy Gay

Momo is pretty chill with her body bc she’s used to her quirk fucking up her clothes, but Jirou is pretty self-conscious and so ripped clothing often leads to unfusion

Gay Punk aesthetic

Definitely one of the most attractive fusions

Todobaku:

Fusion Name: They don’t have one, same as BakuDeku

Quirk: Elemental Bast: he can release a strong blast of fire from his left hand and ice from his right

Really unstable. Like, yikes

Probably the most unstable fusion. Very very very rarely paired

Their personalities just clash so hard. When they do manage to fuse they’re incredibly powerful, but they become very destructive

AngerTM

They have only willingly fused once and it was during a practice gone bad when they were in a group with Sero and he got trapped under a rockslide

KiriMina

Fusion Name: Maroon Monsoon

Quirk: Liquify – they can make their body into acid

Surprisingly unstable

They have a really good relationship and they’re two of the best fusers but their quirks just do not work

Sometimes they’ll try to activate their whole body because that’s what Kirishima is used to doing, but they’ll literally dissolve into a puddle of acid and they cannot unfuse until they resolidify

When they are fused they’re very cheerful, the cheerleader of the group

uhhhhh I think that’s it for now I’ll come up with more later

[crossbowking]

The Road Ahead : Chapter 18

Chapter Index HERE

Summary : (Set in the beginning of season 1) Anna Brooks lost everything after the world ended — the last remaining part of herself being her older brother, who she lost contact with after communications dropped. While en route towards Atlanta to find him, Anna’s truck breaks down, leaving her at the mercy of the cruel new world. Now, Anna must face her fears head on as she struggles to deal with devastating loss, constant danger, and finding her way in a land that now belongs to the dead. But sometimes, a glimmer of hope can be found disguised as a short-tempered, hard-headed redneck who may just save her life in more ways than one.

Pairings : Daryl x Original Female Character

Warnings : Slow-Burn, Language/Violence/typical Walking Dead themes

Author’s Note : Oh. Hi. *crickets*

I KNOW I HAVEN’T UPDATED IN MONTHS. LITERAL MONTHS. I’M SORRY. BUT THIS WRITING SHIT IS LIKE...HARD. I hope y’all remember wtf has happened in this story because I had to go back and reread because I was LOST. So hopefully this shit makes sense. (I’ll insert a recap to refresh everyone’s memory.)

I’m sorry. I’m gonna go hide in the corner now.

Shoutout to @wilhelmjfink for creating the awesome cover pic for this series! Love you bb.

THIS CHAPTER IS DARYL’S POV, ALSO.

Okay, that is all.

xx crossbowking

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Recap...

- Anna was attacked by Merle (hopped up on coke, mind you) en route towards Atlanta in search of her brother, Ben. Their parents died at some point during the journey and Anna now wears their wedding rings on a chain around her neck.

- Daryl swoops in and saves Anna from Merle, fixes her truck, and they have a moment *swoon*. He offers her a place in his group but she declines, putting her family first and continuing for Atlanta (even though he already told her the city was destroyed). 

- Anna spends the night in a shitty gas station market, has a flashback of her childhood/a sneak peek into her relationship with Ben, and cries herself to sleep *aw bb, it’s ok*.

- The next day, Anna stumbles across a herd who traps her on the roof of the market...all hope seems lost. Until gunshots from the city draw some of the herd away *aka Rick escaping the tank*. A storm rolls in, providing the small amount of water Anna needs to make it to the city. A car alarm sounds from the city shortly after, drawing more of the herd away *hm...whoever could that be? Possibly a cutie patootie driving a red sports car?...*

- Anna makes her escape and continues for Atlanta. She parks her truck and makes the trek to her brother’s apartment with no trouble. Once there, she finds a walker trapped in his bathroom, but luckily, it’s not Ben. She finds a note from him addressed to her saying that he left for Fort Benning after the city was overrun. Anna stays the night and decides to try for the army base next.

- Anna scavenges the following day, gathers supplies and heads back to her truck before nightfall. She runs into Rick’s group (leaving the city after trying to find Merle) attempting to hotwire her truck, has a not so pleasant reunion with Daryl, but decides to drive the group back to their camp *she owes Daryl, give her a break*. 

- They return as the camp is getting overrun by walkers. Anna helps defend the quarry and saves Carl, almost dies, but *dun dun dun* is saved by Daryl once more.

- Rick offers Anna a place in the group but she’s set on searching for her brother and heading to Fort Benning. She’s still unsure why Daryl is being so cold to her. 

- Stays one more night with the group, contemplating next move. Daryl gives Anna his dinner after she gave Sophia hers, only furthering Anna’s confusion regarding the archer. *make up your damn mind, Dixon!*

- Anna decides to join the group to the CDC. If CDC is a dead end, Rick promises they will try for Benning. 

- Daryl is being a jerk face again and Anna is #overhimandhisissues.

- They make it to the CDC, meet Edwin Jenner, and have an interesting dinner. *group finds out Anna’s mom had cancer, but ultimately died from a walker bite*

- Everyone gets drunk *ayeee gettin’ crunk*

- Anna and Glenn bond while everyone else turns in for the night *supposedly* and she finds out more about the archer/Merle/what happened in Atlanta the day she ran into them.

- She learns that Daryl and Merle got into a huge fight/brawl and is pretty sure she’s the reason it started. Realizes that Daryl is a moody lil’ bitch because he blames her for the way things ended with him and Merle/the fight they had/the mean things he said to his brother.

- Shane pops up outta nowhere, all sorts of fucked up, and basically attacks Anna because he’s a horny lil’ psychopath. Daryl hears the struggle and yet again, *shocker* saves Anna.

- Daryl stays in Anna’s room *cue awkward tension* and she spills out some sort of apology *which Daryl ignores* instead bringing up the fact that she didn’t find her brother. She shares the note she found/her plan to head for Fort Benning. Daryl is like “psh, ya ain’t gon’ make it, ya dumb ho” and Anna’s like “psh, you’re so fuckin’ rude omg” and Daryl storms out and Anna’s all like “JUST BC U GAVE UP ON UR BROTHER DOESN’T MEAN I’M GIVING UP ON MINE” and Daryl’s like “ow...dat’s some cold shit” and leaves.

- Anna can’t sleep because GUILT. Anywho, the next morning everyone has breakfast together, Shane apologizes to Anna/threatens her to keep her mouth shut in the same breath.

- Then, cue the group trapped in the CDC/building about to explode.

- Group gets out, Anna’s a dumb lil ho and runs back inside for her backpack *LEAVE HER ALONE SHE COULDN’T LEAVE THE PICTURE OF HER AND BEN/HIS NOTE TO HER BEHIND*

- Anna almost dies, but whoohoo, she lives! Daryl runs back into the field and carries her semi-unconscious form away from the wreckage.

There. Now everyone’s caught up.

AND...HERE WE GO.

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Previously…

Black spots suddenly danced in Anna’s vision, her stomach rolling, her body’s aches and pains dulling as her legs began to give out, unable to keep up with the archer’s determined pace. She squeezed her eyes shut, her drooping head lolling against Daryl’s shoulder as the world began to fade.

The last thing Anna felt was the archer sliding his arm up her back, slipping it around her shoulders instead as his other arm cupped behind her kneecaps, swiftly swooping her off the ground.

And then everything went dark.

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Now...

The desolate road spilled out before the caravan of survivors, its winding roads and towering trees seemingly endless. Abandoned cars littered the sides of the road, some doors till strewn open, others covered in blood and grime. There wasn’t another soul in sight — it was as though the entire world had been completely wiped clean, forced to begin again from scratch.

The survivors traveled along cascading backroads, steering clear of highways and more populated areas as they navigated out of the city and into the rural countrysides of Georgia with no set destination in mind.

Daryl lost track of how long the group had been driving, the minutes and hours seeping into one another as the sun reached its highest peak and began its slow descent. His hand rested lazily atop the steering wheel, the other resting on his thigh, fingertips drumming anxiously against his knee.

His mind had been ticking nonstop since the group had escaped the Center for Disease Control. The explosion had drawn in a massive herd, bigger than any horde Daryl had ever seen before. There hadn’t been time to reconvene, to figure out a different course of action, to make sure —

A soft whimper suddenly drew Daryl’s attention to the passenger seat, his gaze settling on her.

Anna Brooks.

The archer sighed, pulling his eyes away from her sleeping form, focusing back on the road ahead. He rested his elbow against the doorframe, the side of his thumb finding a home nestled between his teeth. He gnawed absently on the side of his thumbnail, his thoughts refusing to settle, his nerves standing on end.

In the midst of all the chaos, during the group’s last ditch effort to escape the impending blast, Daryl hadn’t even realized that Anna was no longer with the group. His jaw clenched, the backs of his teeth gnashing together — how could he not have realized?

He could still feel that pit in his stomach, the feeling of dread that’d shot through him when he’d spotted her climbing out of the CDC after Dale and Andrea. It felt as though all the air had been sucked from his lungs, leaving him paralyzed, only able to sit and watch as she ran for her life — and there hadn’t been a damn thing he could do about it.

The explosion had drawn in the dead, giving him no time to make sure she was uninjured, to make sure she was okay. He didn’t think, he didn’t hesitate — he just ran back for her, the heat from the blast surging over his exposed flesh as he spotted her trapped beneath an unmoving walker, her hammer lodged in its skull.

Although she’d been disoriented when he’d found her, unsteady and dazed as he’d pulled her to her feet, the most important thing was that she was okay.

So he’d carried Anna’s weakened form back to his truck as she drifted in and out of consciousness. And when Lori emerged from the RV, frantically motioning for him to leave Anna with her and the others before they departed, he blatantly ignored the offer — he just couldn’t bring himself to do it, for some reason. He had to keep an eye on her, had to make sure she kept herself out of trouble. The damn woman had run back into an imploding building — who the hell knows what else she’d do?

No. No, he needed to keep an eye on her. He didn’t trust anyone else to keep her alive. That was what this boiled down to. He didn’t trust anyone else to —

Daryl clenched his jaw, grip tightening around the steering wheel as he forced himself to focus — to get a fucking grip. What the hell had gotten into him? This wasn’t who he was. This wasn’t what he did. Everything had been so simple before — before losing Merle, before the CDC, before he met her. Over the course of the last few days, Anna Brooks had somehow managed to worm her way into the forefronts of his mind, had crawled her way beneath his skin, and now he couldn’t seem to quiet the demanding need to keep her alive.

What the hell had gotten into him?

Daryl still thought about that day back on the road — the day he first met her. She’d seemed so vulnerable, so terrified — cowering beneath Merle’s grasp, his knife pressed against the hollow of her throat, a small trail of blood seeping from her pierced flesh. It wasn’t the first time he’d walked in on Merle tormenting some poor unsuspecting victim — but there’d been something different about her. The moment her big, brown eyes locked with his, he found himself intervening before he could think twice. There hadn’t been a moment of hesitation when he pointed his crossbow at his brother’s head — not even a flinch.

And that is what had freaked him out the most.

He sometimes wondered what would’ve happened if he hadn’t gotten involved that day. What would’ve happened to Anna? How far would his brother have gone? Merle had been out of control that day — had been for a long time before that too. The drugs hadn’t helped either, instead heightening his already brusque demeanor.

Merle hadn’t cared about anyone or anything — Daryl wasn’t even sure if his brother ever really cared about him. He knew that Merle’s inevitable downfall would happen from his own recklessness, his own actions and choices, and he’d been trying to prepare himself for life without his brother for a long time coming.

But in all the various ways Daryl had pictured his final moments with Merle, what he hadn’t expected was for there to be a brutal fight, a harsh exchanging of words, and an overwhelming swell of guilt vast enough to swallow him whole.

And it all came to a head after that day on the road.

The day he met her.

Daryl stormed through the growing underbrush of vines and leaves, stepping over an exposed root as he pushed forward, driven solely by frustration. He heard a sudden thud behind him, followed by a string of muttered curses, but still pushed forward, ignoring the racket.

“Damn roots be poppin’ up outta nowhere, swear ta’ Christ,” Merle’s gravelly voice echoed from behind.

The archer glanced over his shoulder, spotting Merle kneeling on the forest floor, grunting as he pushed himself back onto his feet. But Daryl didn’t slow his pace, didn’t respond, didn’t offer to help — nothing. He didn’t trust himself not to snap right now, the anger coursing through him growing with each step he took closer to camp, further away from the scared girl with big brown eyes and a beaten down pickup truck.

Daryl gnashed his teeth together, grip tightening around his crossbow. What a shit-fucking-day it had been. He’d volunteered to go hunting, to try and rile up some food for the group waiting back at the quarry. But then Merle had decided to tag along last minute, his brother itching to be out in the wilderness, away from the cautious eyes that watched his every move back at camp.

And it had all gone downhill from there.

Merle’s boisterous persona had done an outstanding job in alerting every living and nonliving thing within a mile of their approach, leaving the pair empty-handed by the end of their long day. Daryl’s frustration had only grown with each hour that passed, the thought of coming home with nothing forming a pit in his gut. The brothers were already on thin ice with the group, one wrong move away from being kicked out on their asses — no thanks to Merle, he might add.

They’d scoured the vast forest, waded through the babbling creek just a few miles from camp, and even checked out a couple cottages and sheds they’d randomly stumbled upon — but there’d been nothing, everything within a five-mile radius seemingly wiped clean.

“Mind slowin’ your roll there, baby bro?” Merle called after him, his voice becoming more and more distant with the increasing space Daryl was putting between them. “Ain’t the athlete I used ta’ be,” he snarked lightly.

Daryl rolled his eyes, although Merle couldn’t see from where he trailed behind him.

“Hey, what’s the fuckin’ dealio?” Merle snapped, his footsteps quickening. “Ya ain’t still pissed at me, are ya?” he pressed, an incredulous laugh booming from deep within his gut. “Aw, c’mon, Darlina —”

“Hey!” Daryl snapped, halting abruptly and turning on his heels, coming face to face with Merle, who’d finally caught up to him. “Ya gonna draw in every walker around if ya don’t shut your damn trap,” he hissed, eyes narrowed into slits, Merle’s jeering expression only angering him further.

“Ah, let ‘em come!” he scoffed, holding his arms out at his sides. “We can take ‘em, you an’ I!” he continued, the volume of his words increasing, echoing throughout the otherwise silent forest.

Daryl huffed a breath, shooting his brother a look of contempt as he turned on his heel and stormed forward, leaving Merle behind once more.

“Hey, what’s got your panties all up in a twist, huh?” Merle mocked, catching up and falling in step beside the archer. “This ain’t ‘bout that skirt from earlier, is it?” he accused tauntingly.

Daryl stiffened, his body going rigid at the mention of the girl from the road, but he refused to give his brother the satisfaction of a response.

Yet somehow, Merle knew he’d struck a chord, a lopsided sneer coming over his face as he nudged Daryl in the ribs with his elbow. “C’mon, is that it?” he teased, snickering softly. “Ya pissed at ol’ Merle for layin’ claim on the bitch ‘fore ya had the chance? Ya see, I knew ya was —”

“I said shut up, Merle!” Daryl suddenly growled, turning to shove his brother to the side, coming to a swift halt. “This ain’t ‘bout the damn girl. It’s ‘bout how ya can’t keep ya damn mouth shut, alright? Ya scared off any decent game we might’ve found out here — an’ now we’re goin’ back ta’ those people with jackshit!” he snarled, standing toe to toe with his brother, fighting off the urge to smack that arrogant look off his face.

“An’?” Merle shot back simply.

Daryl faltered, brows furrowing. “An’ what?”

“An’ that ain’t our problem, brother,” he scowled, some of the humor fading from his expression. “Ain’t our responsibility ta’ make sure those pricks don’t go hungry, am I right?”

Daryl scoffed, his brother’s selfishness not surprising in the slightest. “Ya know, maybe if ya spent a lil’ more time with your head out a’ your ass, we wouldn’t be in this fuckin’ mess ta’ begin with,” he spat, turning on his heel once more.

“My head spends jus’ the right amount a’ time in my ass, thank ya very much.”

“That you or the drugs talkin’? Hard ta’ tell the damn difference these days,” Daryl shot back over his shoulder before pressing forward.

“Yeah, yeah,” Merle called after him, following suit. “It’s medicinal — doctor prescribed an’ all!” he snarked.

Daryl exhaled heavily, prayed for strength, and pushed onward, suddenly hearing the soft murmur of voices growing from the approaching camp. He quickened his pace, hoping to be able to sneak back into his tent before anyone noticed his return. But much to his surprise, when the trees parted and the quarry came into view, he spotted the entire group sitting around the unlit fire pit in hushed conversation, all heads turning his way as he appeared.

Daryl paused, eyeing the group warily, feeling a pinprick of guilt hit him when most of their gazes traveled from his face, down to his empty hands, their hopeful expressions falling. The buzzing conversation quieted, a tangible disappointment spreading throughout the group as they realized that there would be yet another meager meal for dinner that night. The archer clenched his jaw, lowering his gaze slightly, feeling uncomfortable with all the sudden attention on him.

“Y’all miss me?” Merle’s voice suddenly boomed, breaking the quiet. Daryl glanced up at the group once more, noticing how almost everyone began either rolling their eyes or turning their gazes away, one person audibly groaning. Merle let out a low whistle. “Tough fuckin’ crowd,” he murmured as he moved to stand beside the archer.

Daryl watched as Shane leaned over to whisper something in Lori’s ear before he pushed up from his chair beside her and made his way towards the brothers, rubbing a hand roughly through his tousled hair. “Nothin’?” the officer asked softly, placing his hands on his hips, directing his question towards Daryl.

The archer merely shook his head once, readjusting the crossbow slung over his shoulder.

Shane muttered a curse under his breath, staring off into the trees behind the brothers. “Y'all were out there all damn day an’ ya didn’t find nothin’?” he pressed, his expression tense.

“Ya got fuckin’ eyes, don’t ya? What’s it look like?” Merle snapped, taking a small step towards Shane, drawing the man’s attention away from Daryl. “Ya think ya can do any better, how’s ‘bout ya get off your lazy ass an’ get out there yourself, Officer Asswipe,” he bit out challengingly, puffing his chest slightly.

Shane scoffed and for a moment, Daryl thought he was about to start swinging. But instead, he just shot Merle a dirty look and turned away, making his way back to the fire pit where Lori and Carl sat.

Merle suddenly clamped his hand down on Daryl’s shoulder, leaning in close. “Ain’t our responsibility, brother,” he rasped once more, tightening his grip as he lowered his voice further. “Don’t be forgettin’ why we’re here in the first place — why we been playin’ ‘nicey-nice’ with these fine folks all this time,” he whispered darkly.

Daryl glanced at his brother, the dangerous sneer on his face unsettling. Without another word, Merle huffed a laugh, clapped Daryl roughly on the back and pushed past him, making his way towards his own rickety tent.

Daryl watched his brother walk away, feeling the weight of his words spread like fire through his veins — he hadn’t forgotten why they were there. How could he? It’d been the only thing he could think about since they’d joined the group.

Merle had come up with the idea — of course it’d been his idea. And Daryl had just…gone along with it. He hadn’t protested, hadn’t tried to talk him out of it. He hadn’t even put up a fight.

Did that make him just as horrible as his brother? Or worse?

Daryl scanned the camp, his eyes lingering for a moment towards where Carl and Sophia sat, tucked underneath their mother’s sides, eyes wide and innocent as they quietly listened to the resuming chatter. These were decent people — good people. And he and his brother were going to rob them blind come the following night, leaving them defenseless against the looming threat of the dead.

Daryl grimaced.

Worse. It definitely made him worse.

But then suddenly out of nowhere, images of the girl from earlier flashed through his mind and he stilled. He wasn’t sure why or how she’d weaseled her way into the forefronts of his thoughts, but before he knew it, there she was. He could picture the distrust marring her tense expression, the look only fading after he’d proven to her he meant no harm. He saw the light that’d rekindled in her tiresome eyes after he’d successfully fixed her broken-down truck, the way her smile brought life to her whole face. He remembered the way her gaze softened as she thanked him, politely turning down his offer to join the group back at the quarry.

He’d felt like he’d finally done some good, like he’d done something that actually mattered for once in his life.

That was the type of man he was. Not…not this. Not some sorry sack of shit, blindly following his big brother’s destructive footsteps. That wasn’t who he was. And that wasn’t who he was going to be, damn it.

Feeling a new sense of resolve wash over him, Daryl straightened up and marched forward, searching for where his brother had wandered off to. It only took a few seconds before he found his brother lounging in a picnic chair outside his ramshackle tent, sharpening his hunting knife as he whistled softly.

Daryl saw a flash of that same knife being held to the girl’s throat earlier, but quickly pushed the image away, it only fueling his anger.

Merle glanced up at Daryl’s approach, giving him a quick once-over before he focused back on his weapon.

Daryl cleared his throat quietly, scanning the area to make sure there were no wandering eyes, no potential eavesdroppers. “Hey, we need ta’ talk,” he murmured lowly.

“So, talk,” Merle shot back gruffly, taking a moment to observe the knife’s sharpened edge, using his thumbnail to test the blade.

Daryl huffed a breath, growing more and more impatient towards his brother’s indifferent attitude. He quickly surveyed the campgrounds once more, double checking that this would be a private conversation. When the coast seemed clear, the archer crouched down in front of Merle. “Shit don’t feel right, man,” he rumbled, giving his brother a pointed look.

Merle suddenly scoffed, the corner of his mouth raising into a smirk. “That kinda sounds like a ‘you’ sorta problem, don’t ya think?”

“Nah, ya ain’t listenin’ ta’ me,” Daryl growled, his frustration mounting as he shot up to his feet. “We can’t do this — it ain’t right. They’ve — they’ve got kids here, ya know?” he pressed quietly, urging his brother to see reason.

But Merle simply stiffened, tucking his blade back into the holster of his jeans, regarding Daryl silently for a long moment. “So?” he finally rasped, face set in a stony expression as he folded his hands in front of him.

“So?” Daryl shot back incredulously.

“Ain’t on us if those lil’ shits starve, now is it?” Merle shrugged carelessly, no trace of humor in his gaze anymore. “We ain’t their daddies, are we?”

Daryl faltered, his response not entirely surprising but it did little to soothe his ever-present hostility.

“Don’t matter none,” Merle continued when Daryl remained silent, a hint of a sneer creeping across his face. “Ain’t like those Rugrats gonna last long enough ta’ starve ta’ death anyways,” he jeered, leaning coolly back in his chair, shrugging nonchalantly.

And Daryl had heard enough. Talking his brother out of an idea was like talking to a brick-fucking-wall. Merle could do whatever the hell he wanted — Daryl would have no part in it. So instead of playing into his brother’s antics and giving him the reaction he was poking for, Daryl turned on his heel and stormed away, muttering harshly beneath his breath.

But he’d only made it a few feet before Merle’s rasping voice stopped him dead in his tracks. “Ya got somethin’ ta’ say ta’ me, ya best be sayin’ it ta’ my face, lil’ brother,” he suddenly hollered and Daryl could hear the growing impatience in his voice. It was then that he realized that his brother’s shout had silenced every other conversation spread out amongst the camp, all eyes suddenly ping-ponging between the two brothers apprehensively.

Daryl clenched his jaw, turning around to find his brother now standing upright, his arms held out at his sides, clearly attempting to provoke him. But the younger brother remained steadfast, biting his tongue as he shot his brother a dark look.

“It seems ta’ me ya got an awful lot ta’ say, so why don’t ya go on an’ share with these fine folks,” Merle continued, egging him on, the sudden attention only stroking his massive ego as he turned to address the entire group, as if putting on a show. “My baby brother ain’t a man a’ many words — I’m sure y’all have caught on by now,” he placed a hand mockingly over his heart. “But my oh my, sure looks like there’s jus’ somethin’ real important an’ all that he needs ta’ get off his chest. Somethin’ he’s jus’ dyin’ ta’ share with y’all,” he finished boldly, motioning for Daryl to take over, his eyes challenging. “So, c’mon then, brother. Share with the class.”

Daryl’s gaze narrowed, feeling his blood begin to boil as he shot daggers in Merle’s direction, moments away from losing his composure.

“Let’s jus’ take it easy, alright?” Shane suddenly intervened, coming to stand between the brothers, holding his hands out. “Let’s jus’ be adults here, now,” he hissed quietly, giving each a stern look. “No need for this.”

“That’s right, Officer,” Merle quirked a brow. “That is exactly right,” he rasped, his words holding a heavier meaning as he leveled Daryl’s stare coldly.

“Alright boys, put your rulers away,” Lori suddenly chastised, coming to stand beside Shane, arms crossed over her chest, expression stern. “You’re scarin’ the children, now. Let’s just — let’s just start gettin’ dinner ready, alright?” she urged softly, hoping the brothers would hear reason and stand down.

But when neither of them spoke, each brother glaring at the other, eyes alight in some sort of silent struggle for power. “Enough,” Shane interjected once more, the tension radiating off the brother’s affecting the group as a whole. “I ain’t gonna ask either of ya again —”

“Alright, alright, relax cowboy,” Merle finally scoffed, waving Shane away. “Put a cork in it. We’ll play nice. No need ta’ get all dramatic, now.”

Shane shot Merle a dangerous look before he shook his head, running a hand over his face as he grabbed Lori’s elbow and gently pulled her away. Daryl remained unmoving, chest heaving as he waited for his brother to move first.

Merle whistled lowly, slowly turning on his heels, seeming like he was finally standing down. But then suddenly, he glanced at Daryl from over his shoulder, snickering softly. “Hey, ya think Officer Dickweed’ll let me borrow his handcuffs sometime? Jus’ in case I run into that piece a’ ass from earlier, ya know? I’d like ta’ be a lil’ more prepared next time,” he murmured lowly, an unsettling gleam in his eye.

And Daryl saw red.

Before he knew what he was doing, he found himself suddenly throwing his crossbow to the ground and launching himself at Merle, tackling his brother roughly to the ground. He heard vague shouts echoing from around him, could feel someone tugging on the back of his shirt, but all he could focus on was Merle’s taunting expression.

He was able to throw in one solid punch, feeling a swell of satisfaction as Merle’s head snapped to the side before he was yanked off his brother and hauled backward. Daryl struggled against the restraint, watching as Merle was pulled to his feet, Shane and Morales fighting to hold him back as well.

“Daryl, stop!” Glenn’s voice suddenly broke through the noise. “Just relax!” he urged, grunting as he and T-Dog struggled to hold the archer at bay.

“— let go a’ me, damn it!” Merle growled, his face twisted as he tried to wriggle free.

“Enough!”

“Break it up!”

“Shane —”

“Ain’t none a’ this concern none a’ y’all!” Merle snarled, still fighting against Shane and Morales, his eyes zeroed in on Daryl. “This between me an’ him,” he growled, jabbing a finger in the archer’s direction. “C’mon, Darlina — how’s about we settle this like men?”

“‘Well, what a’ sorry fuckin’ excuse for a ‘man’ ya are, then! Ya do nothin’ but shit for this group!” Daryl snarled back, all of his pent up rage spewing out of him. “Could’a done somethin’ useful today — but instead I find ya out there gettin’ high an’ doin’ some stupid shit ta’ an innocent girl, actin’ like a damn prick! Ya ain’t nothin’ but nothin’, Merle! Do ya get that by now? Huh?”

Merle movements stilled as he regarded his brother threateningly. “Ya best watch your mouth, boy,” he rasped darkly, his eyes narrowed as Shane and Morales slowly released him, still keeping him at arm's length. “Don’t be forgettin’ who you’re talkin’ ta’, now. Don’t be forgettin’ whose blood ya got runnin’ through ya. Ya don’t wanna go on an’ piss off the only family ya got left, the only family who ever watched out for ya an’ stood up for your pathetic punk ass!” he growled, the anger in his words growing.

Daryl scoffed, yanking out of Glenn and T-Dog’s grasp before marching over to where he’d thrown his crossbow down. He grabbed his weapon, ignoring the heavy silence that’d settled over the camp as he regarded his brother once more, feeling nothing but contempt. “Ya jus’ a fuckin’ waste a’ space,” he spat between heaving breaths, slinging his bow over his shoulder, the words feeling bitter on his tongue yet he couldn’t stop them from slipping through his lips. “A good-for-nothin’ addict — jus’ like dad.”

Daryl ignored the subtle flash of hurt that snaked its way across Merle’s face before his expression hardened. No one spoke, all eyes suddenly trained on him as the two brothers stared each other down once more.

Then, without another word, Daryl turned on his heels, shoved away the mounting swell of guilt that suddenly hit him, and stormed back into the darkened forest.

Daryl jolted back to reality, a metallic taste suddenly seeping across his tongue. He quickly pulled his thumb away from his teeth, noticing the blood now trickling down the side of his thumbnail. He sighed, wiping the blood away on his jeans as he focused back on the road.

Those were the last words he ever said to his brother. He hadn’t expected that fight to happen, hadn’t expected for those insults to come from his mouth, but Merle had always had a way of pushing him — and Daryl finally snapped.

But now his brother was gone and he’d never get the chance to mend things. His punishment for what he’d said was to wallow in the guilt that’d stay with him for the rest of his life — however short he had left, at least.

Another whimper drew his attention back to Anna and he glanced at her from the corner of his eye. Her brow was creased, lips turned down into a slight pout, eyes shut tight and crinkled around the edges. Sleep brought her no peace — she still looked just as weary, just as troubled, as she did when she was awake.

Daryl fought back the urge to reach out and wake her.

He sighed softly, forcing his eyes back on the road, away from the girl sleeping beside him.

When Daryl had found out what happened in Atlanta, that Merle had been left behind, handcuffed to the roof like a fucking animal, his first instinct was to lash out. That always seemed to be his first instinct for some reason. But he’d gone back for his brother — he’d made the trek back to that dead-ridden city to save him and what did his brother do? He cut off his own fucking hand instead.

Dumbass.

If Merle had just waited a little while longer, if he hadn’t been so damn impulsive —

Daryl grimaced. He’d seen some nasty shit in his life — but seeing his brother’s sawed-off, cold, limp, stump of a hand laying on that roof…well, that had to take the cake.

His stomach churned just thinking about it.

Still, his brother was tough — toughest son of a bitch Daryl had ever known. And he knew that Merle would never just roll over and give up…so the archer did what he did best and he tracked his ass.

And that had been a dead-fucking-end.

The only thing Daryl was sure of was that Merle had somehow made it out of the city alive. He had to have been the one who stole the truck that he, Rick, Glenn, and T-Dog had driven down to the railroad. It had to be him.

So now, Daryl was left to live with the unknown — the fate of his brother was something he’d wonder about until the day he died. Maybe Merle had succumbed to the effects of his injury, crashed the truck, and bled out somewhere on the road. Maybe he found his way back to the quarry and realized that the entire group had upped and left him, that his own brother had upped and left him. Maybe he’d made it somewhere safe, found a new shelter, a new group of people to take him in.

Daryl scoffed under his breath. Merle had a better shot of winning the fucking lottery than he did finding a group of people who’d put up with his bullshit.

Just because you gave up on your brother, doesn’t mean I’m giving up on mine.

His grip tightened around the steering wheel as Anna’s words echoed through his thoughts, their argument from last night settling like a pit in his stomach.

A fresh wave of fury washed over him as he remembered Anna’s desperate shouts, Shane’s greedy advances, and the blistering red heat that’d coursed through him when he came out of his room and saw her pinned up against that wall.

He could’ve killed Shane right then and there.

Daryl’s eyes darted up to the rearview mirror, spotting Shane driving his Jeep directly behind him in the caravan of vehicles, the man’s face twisted with tension, eyes narrowed as he stared straight ahead. But he must’ve felt the archer’s gaze on him because suddenly, his eyes flashed up to meet Daryl’s in the rearview mirror. The two held one another’s stare for a long moment before Shane finally looked away, letting his arm dangle outside the open window of his Jeep, his fingertips drumming against the door.

He should’ve killed Shane right then and there.

Anna shifted in the passenger seat, curling inwardly, arms wrapped around her middle as she tried to find comfort against the glass window she leaned against. After a moment, she sighed softly, her even breathing resuming as she settled against the door.

Daryl let go of the breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding.

He was hoping Rick would pull the RV over sooner rather than later for the group to reconvene, giving him a chance to escape the small confines of the car and the inevitable tension when Anna finally woke up. She’d tried to talk to him about what happened between them back at the CDC, but it hadn’t been the right time — it never seemed to be the right time.

So he’d brushed her off — but not for the reasons she probably thought.

As memories from the night before swarmed his vision, something suddenly made itself startlingly clear. The truth was, she’d been right — he had given up on his brother.

But not her — he hadn’t given up on her.

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A/N : Season 2 has begun!

We got to see a little flashback about that brutal fight Daryl and Merle got into, part of what has been fueling his hostility. As well as some of his conflicting thoughts. What’d you guys think of this chapter?

Next chapter will also be from Daryl’s POV -- we’ll be seeing a flashback of the night before and what exactly happened to Daryl after his and Anna’s argument. And then we will be switching back to dear Anna’s side of things.

I’m excited for what’s to come. Thank you to those who’ve stuck with me. I appreciate you all so so so much. If anyone is lost or has any questions, feel free to shoot me a message!

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Additional thoughts for Pest Quest

First off, Pest Quest is gonna be the name, at least until i think of a better one

Randomly thinking maybe do like Nucl/ear T/hrone's character select screen? Cos it took me a while to notice but they actually randomly generate it just like the levels! The camp always seems to be in the same biome but its all rearranged and sometimes has random extra cactusrs or debris or stuff. That was neat, albiet pointless lol!

So yeah i was thinking like that? Cos therecs maybe gonna be more of a mission based structure to the game so having a single screen home base would work better than a big huge fully explorable one. I mean the purpose wouldnt really BE to explore, so itd just be bigger space between the actual goal of finding your party members to do sidequests with them. May as well just have a screen with them all on!

But that would be BORING

So to spice it up,campfire scene! Or maybe a tavern? Or maybe the scene even changes depending on where you are in the story? Like between missions you can access every character in the tavern/home base/whatever, and then you just get a mini screen of your current party members running along during mission menus.

And then instead of having a randomized area itd be randomized characters within the same area? Like hey here's the tavern but maybe on day 1 of the journey Slug is having a fancy umbrella cocktail at the bar, and some other day they're on the dancefloor or whatever. And you can also get randomized interactions between characters, they just have a cute lil animation of chatting or sparring together or one of them pulling pranks on the other, or who knows what! All very pointless but it'd make it more interesting than the screens between missions just being 100% menus, like in Final F/antasy Tactics Adv/ance the shop screens were less boring than the 'world map' because they showed a lil mini map of the animfulld shopkeeper and stuff. Cos otherwise the game is like 120 hours to ful completion and most of the time is gonna be looking at lists of items/missions/skill stats on a minimal map of dots. I had it burned into my brain cos i was soooo addicted lol!

RANDOM THOUGHT OF CUTENESS FOR MY NEW FAVOURITE SHIP! Maybe albedo and rubedo have super cutie patootie mushy smoochie special husband animations~ Like the old classic of sharing a milkshake with two straws! And maybe while one of them is gone they might ocassionally be seen chatting with another character and all their speech bubbles are like "let me tell you about my bae!" Lil floating rubedo head bubbles as tiny pixel albedo blabbers on~! Oh and maybe one of rubedo's animations is him lazing on the couch super punk style with his feet up on the table, but if the randomizer makes albedo sit with him then he puts his feet down. Like subtle hint that he tries to be a bit more neat around his sweetheart, yknow? And maybe they have other unique animations with other characters too? Like maybe rubedo and [unnamed flea villain lady] could hang out cos theyre both bombastic tsunderes? Or albedo and [unnamed leech enby] cos theyre both the more quiet one to their relative love interest, tho albedo is just cute and cuddly while leech is shy and awkward. So maybe he gives them tips on how to confess to flea? Parental instincts activate!!

Oh and this could be a good way to handle collectable rareys like Queen Bee! They'd have some sort of collectability if they gave you an additional thing on this loading menu screen even if they arent any use in a fight. It could be like in FF12 where the achievements were actually presented with a screen of chibi characters, that was the first and onky time i ever actually wanted to get achievements!

[ffxvhoe]

Ok so I've been wondering about this for awhile but what would the bros do when they accidentally see their 4'11 smol s/o wearing their clothes, high and mighty, while impersonating them, but really flustered when they got caught, ex. Iggy heard his s/o say something like "I am the coolheaded Ignis, and all of you are grounded for, uhh, something" or Noct's s/o "bow down before your prince, ohh, and as the future king, I hereby declare that carrots are banned" thank you :3

Gladio

Gladdy had come home early from a job and wanted to surprise you

it was late, probs a little past midnight

he did his best to unlock the door to the apartment as quietly as he could so as to not alert you and ruin the surprise

as he came further into the house, making his way to your shared bedroom, however, he heard you talking

it didn’t sound like there was anyone else in there with you and there was no weird pauses that indicated a phone call

so our dear gladio gently pushes the ajar door open some more so he can see wtf is goin on

there you are standing on the bed in nothing but an oversized shirt doin your best impersonation of gladio

you did your best to lower your voice to match gladio’s which damn was that a feat in and of itself

“I am the manliest man to ever man”

“I eat nails for breakfast”

“do you even lift bro?”

“I can bench press a behemoth”

there’s this stupid smile on gladio’s face as he watches you and finally he gives himself away when he begins to laugh

you nearly fall of the bed

Ignis

ignis stopped by your place to pay you a long over due visit

work once again took up a large portion of his life sigh what a shame smh

he still had the spare key you’d given to him on his keychain so he figured he’d just let himself in

well this mans got another thing comin if he thinks that he’s just gonna find you doin something completely normal

nope your bored af ass is jumpin on the bed ((iggy is internally screaming bc bE CAREFUL PLS))

but not only are you jumpin on the bed

you’re also doin you best worst impression of ignis

“this soup is saltier than noct when i wake him up too early”

*pushes up imaginary glasses on nose*

“don’t test me, i make your food”

“sometimes my hair looks like a cockatoo”

“___ what are you doing?”

“IGNIS !!!” cue awkward cough “what are you doin here?”

he just raises an eyebrow in question

“i was bored?”

he just gonna shake his head with a smile before wrapping you in a hug

he’ll never let you live this down

Prompto

LISTEN YOU CAN’T DO THIS AN EXPECT PROM NOT TO VIDEO TAPE IT OKAY LIKE THIS SHIT WILL BE DOCUMENTED

but any way

prom will come home after doin whatever it is promptos do during the day

spreading love

making people happy

just being a cutie patootie 

he’ll come home wanting to tell you about his day like always except….instead of coming home to you watching tv or reading or whatever it is you do on a normal day

he comes home to you laying upside down on the couch so you legs are thrown over the back of the furniture and your head is hanging off the cushions

ya know as one does

anyway, you’ll have headphones on or something hence why you don’t here him enter the apartment

and you’re just…impersonating him….very badly

“i am prompto and i have chronic bedroom eyes”

*finger guns* “bang bang mothafucka the sunshine boy is here”

*pretending to flex* “the gun shows in town folks”

thank goodness prom has enough self control not to post that online as soon as he’s done filmin

Noctis

okay so like this whole thing happens bc you think noct isn’t home

in reality he’s actually just napping and you think that the bundle of covers is just fabric but really it’s noct buried under them

so you’re like idk goin around the house doin some minor cleanin

you can’t be that lazy can’t be living in a pig sty my d00d

anyway to keep yourself amused as you go about dusting things and whatnot you begin to impersonate noctis

“hey ramuh fry this chicken for me”

“as your king i demand no more work before twelve pm”

“I will have you beheaded for trying to feed me such poison [talkin about veggies]”

“i have more attitude in my pinky than people have in their entire bodies”

noct comes in at some point in the middle of this and just…leans against the door frame watchin you be a goof

the vaccum cleaner woke him up

you nearly jump outta your damn skin when you see him bc thIS BOY WAS NOT SUPPOSE TO BE HERE WHAT

anyway noct just replies with “ramuh doesn’t make house calls”

[fluffandlove]

Post (damn) it

Author’s note: A VEEEEERY LATE BIRTHDAY PRESENT FOR THE CUTEST PERSON EVEEEEEEER hi @the-floofinator, I’m looking at you~! ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ Hopefully you can still love me uwu 

Summary: Seven’s pasted post-its all over his place and Yoosung is not amused.

While being very aware of the fact that they were anything but a normal couple, Yoosung still couldn’t stop himself from being very surprised at the overwhelming amount of post-its scattered all over Seven’s place. Not only were said post-its very randomly placed, they all had the exact same message:

“pls love me uwu”

A normal boyfriend would probably write something along the lines of, “I love you,” but unfortunately, Seven did the exact opposite (literally) and Yoosung could almost hear him say it in his trademark trolling voice with this lame smirk on his handsome face.

Was Seven even home? Yoosung had no idea. Today was not a special day either, or something, because for a minute he started questioning whether he had forgotten one of their anniversaries, or worse, Seven’s birthday, but today was pretty much like any other day. He had just gotten home from school and was about to call his boyfriend when he found the first post-it on the front door, followed by a few on the floor and the walls of the hallway and yeah, he should probably take a picture of this.

There were post-its friggin’ everywhere. On the couch, the kitchen table, the rest of the walls, the fridge, cabinets, even on the screens of his extra computers, what even. This must have taken at least five hours. And Yoosung was stupid enough to collect all of them to see if one of them was different.

He half-expected one of them to be blank, or read, “SUCKAAAAHHH” but no.

There were even post-its under the couch and Yoosung was about to lose his mind. This had to be one of Seven’s games. It wouldn’t surprise him in the slightest if he had hung up a hidden camera somewhere and was now watching him in his room, laughing his ass off. Yoosung groaned quietly to himself and crawled under the couch, determined to find every last one of those damn post-its.

It did get pretty tiring after a while, though, so he decided to go get some juice out of the fridge… only to find post-its pasted to every single product. Groaning once again, Yoosung opened up the freezer, ignoring the post-it that was on there, too, of course, and found more post-its.

“Oh my god,” he mumbled to himself and facepalmed.

He had to start thinking outside the box: look behind the computers, between the cushions of the couch, in the bathroom and yes, in the toilet because Seven was the shittiest piece of shit he knew. He was seriously this close to losing his mind, but he was not going to lose this game, so after rolling up his sleeve and taking a breath, he reached for the post-it that was floating in the dirty toilet water, hoping that this one would contain a different message.

Unfortunately his dream was crushed into tiny little pieces as the wet and almost torn piece of paper still read, “pls love me uwu”

That’s it.

“Seveeeeen!”

“Yes, dear?”

Yoosung actually screeched and turned around to see Seven leaning against the doorway with his hip, hands in his pockets, looking at him innocently as if he hadn’t done anything wrong. “I hate you.”

Seven raised a challenging eyebrow. “Did you read the post-its? I thought my message was pretty clear. I was gonna say, “Do I have to spell it out for you?” but I guess that,” a chortle and Yoosung’s left eye twitched. “would be unnecessary.”

The wet post-it fell to the floor as Yoosung pointed a very angry and a very wet finger at him. “What’s the big idea? Why would you do this to me?”

“Because I wanna be loved by my cutie patootie boyfriend!” Seven sang dramatically and grabbed Yoosung’s wrist, dragging him out of the bathroom. “Also lowkey wanted to find out if I could annoy you with a bunch of post-its. Sometimes you make it way too easy for me and I feel a little sorry for you, but it’s just way too much fun.”

Yoosung tried to say something, he really did, but found himself absolutely flabbergasted. Instead he let himself get dragged back to the living room where he was pushed onto the couch and had Seven looming over him.

“So?”

“So, what…?” Yoosung replied lamely, trying to hide the fact that he really enjoyed their closeness.

“Do you love me?”

Uh-oh. Yoosung slowly felt his entire face going red from top to bottom, probably going all the way down to his neck as well. Even the tip of his ears felt hot, because he hadn’t even considered taking the message on those post-its seriously, but now that Seven was asking it, using his low voice, touching his knee with his warm hands and looking at him over the rim of his glasses, Yoosung couldn’t help but feel like dying.

He did love Seven, but never had the courage to say it out loud. Let alone with their noses almost touching and their lips so close that they were breathing in each other’s air.

The hand on his knee was still there, fingers moving back and forth ever so slightly which made his muscles spasm. Seven’s smirk widened, broke eye contact and Yoosung followed his gaze to his knee, blinking in confusion. The hand crawled to the underside of his knee and Yoosung jumped, pressing his back against the couch, trying to get away from the ticklish touch.

“I’m hurt, Yoosungie. You took way too long. Guess you have to make it up to me by letting me hear your cute laughter.”

Shit. “Seven, no.”

Seven wasn’t listening to him and simply grabbed the back of his other knee, pulling on both legs so Yoosung ended up in a very awkward angle on the couch, pretty much unable to do anything other than kick his captivated legs. And beg. Beg not to get the absolute shit tickled out of him-

Too late. Seven had both legs in a headlock and slipped his hand under Yoosung’s shirt, kneading his sides and ribs, making Yoosung guffaw and throw his head back. He flailed around like a penguin, his brain too fuzzy from their proximity to produce any useful signals, so all he could do was squirm around on the couch and get even more stuck between the cushions and Seven’s body.

“You’re so adorable when you’re getting tickled,” Seven chuckled and wiggled his fingers over his boyfriend’s trembling stomach, leaving him absolutely breathless.

“S-shut up!” Yoosung squealed and bucked his hips in a fruitless attempt to get rid of the annoying fingers that were driving him insane. He couldn’t function, he couldn’t think; he could merely cover his face to hide his bright red cheeks and goofy grin and try to roll over to one side, but Seven was onto him and kept switching sides so he would be in constant anticipation.

At some point Seven had thrown his legs back onto the couch and was now straddling him like some stupid pro. Over the past few months he had become a very good and ruthless tickler, but Yoosung was forever in denial about it, thinking (mostly hoping) that there was some way out of it.

Too bad he was wrong.

“Do you love me, Yoosung?”

“Seven, I’m— No! Please, dohon’t! Stop it, stop it, stop iiiiit!”

Poor Yoosung died a thousand painful deaths when Seven blew a loud raspberry on his stomach, burying his nose in every little crevice he could find while holding down his hips, sneakily squeezing them, too. Seven laughed along with him as he playfully nibbled around his midriff and Yoosung was beyond saving now, but he could still make out Seven mumbling something against his skin,

“Of course I know that you love me. Zen told me that you confessed your love for me to him when you were totally wasted.”

Yoosung shrieked in response because Seven decided to emphasize his point by squeezing his thigh. “You knew all along!”

“Well, duh.”

“I will freaking end y-yoooooooou!”

“Yes, talk dirty to me, babe.”