#AAAAAAA *holding my head in my hands*

[feligayzed]

um um yeah check in! small snippet i thought would be good 2 share for progress ^_^ ive actually been having a blast making this & i have SOOO many notes to put about this when im done for all my thoughts i couldnt put into the fic

i just want to say TYSM FOR LETTING ME DO THIS!! im like actually so excited and like ahh AHH!!! ive been in writers block for an actual year and this. THIS broke me out ive been yapping to all my friends nonstop about how i get to write for a super awesome creator and its just all around been so cool and and umm yeah! ok now i need to get back to working ... yeah....

would you believe me if i said i was in a call with a friend when i saw this and they had to hear me bawl my fucking eyes out

because i did

OOOHHHHH MY GODDDDDDD I AM GRABBING YOU BY THE SHOULDERS AND SHAKING AGGRESSIVELY, YOU!!! YOU OHHH WHEN I CATCH YOU IT'S SO OVER- omg where do i even start, maybe with your writing style is so beautiful??? i'm already so invested and i WILL cry even more omg i really cant,,i am so ill SO ILL WAAH THEY HAVE ME IN A CHOKEHOLD AND YOU WRITE THEM SO WELL I AM SOBBING SEND HELP- the image just this paragraph planted in my head, i know my stylus hates to see me coming with the way i won't be able to put it down

YOU'RE SO WELCOME?? HELLO??? THANK YOU, i am so honored to be the recipient of such awesomeness, and ngl im kind of in shock that this stupid gay au managed to break your block but AAH!! IM SO GLAD IT DID!!! BECAUSE THIS IS SO FIRE!!! oml trust you've been the topic of my yap sessions more than once, deadass you're inspiring me to keep drawing for this thing 😭HAH GET TRAPPED IN A CREATIVE TRADE OFFER IDIOT (i want your notes if youll let me at them oml give them to me give them to me)

so sorry for yelling at you, clearly i am very mentally stable about all this :3 BEST OF LUCK WRITING AND I CAN'T WAIT!!!

[loverjpg]

i've finally won you guys. i've met a shy boy who thinks i'm hot.

[bkdk-and-extras]

oooOOOOHHHH MY GODDD ITS HERE ITS HERE

THANK YOU SO SO MUCH OH.MY GSZHDXN NXFNFND

ITS SO PERFECT???? ITS ITS HFHXHFHF YOU REALLY CAPTURED IT SO WELL!!! THANK YOU IM

Being overcome with the desire to Draw That Thing In Your Head getting swiftly killed by your actual skills and knowledge ✨️ I LOVE THE LIBRARIAN SO SO MUCH IMMMMM FHFHXHFHFHGF THEYRE AWESOME AMAZING STELLARRRRR (also i love the way you draw frustrated/scrunkly browed katsuki <3), the fiery Determination to learn, the progress from angrily scribbled over failures to a quietly thrumming pride. Satisfaction at it being perfect. At it being just like him. KIRIMINAAAAAAAAAA!!! THEYRE SO CUTE!! I fucking wheezed at The Realization™️ oH my god Izuku looks so fucking Fond i wanna know what hes Thinking i need in that dumb nerd brain so so bad. I wanna grab him and squeeze him. Kat going home and being absolutely overcome with how whipped he is, going to the one outlet he has like its his doom and falling into it anyway. I love his eyes there so much,,,ALSO THE HEART ON THE PAGE AND HIS LOADING FACE KILLED ME DEAD ITS PERFECT AHSHZHAHXHDCHJC THE DAMMIT AND "hes a lil stupid <3" DEAD IM SO POSITVIELY SLAIN AAAAA

The way you draw hands!!!!! I think its so lovely, how hands merge with your art style. Theyre such a point of detail and it feels like they especially mean more here. How involved they are in each comic panel is just mwah 🤌 chefs kiss. THE SCRUNKLY FIRST ATTEMPTSS FHFHF the panel where when hes learning both he and his best sketches get closer to the cameraaaaa i just thought that was so charming. The reveal up to his face when hes back in his room!!!!! That had me squee inside 💖💞 the up-down view when he goes to sit too!!!! Hiding his face after the pout until its just his *eyes* and hes so *enraptured* uGH i love ittt i love it so much this is beautiful 😭😭

I can feel the love!!!!! both theirs and the love you put into this. More than anything, i hope you had so much fun making this. That means the most to me.

A comic for @bkdk-and-extras because he wrote a drabble that ate my brain; go read it it’s right here.

Anyway I took way too long on this, but I hope you enjoyed!

[a66-1]

I NEED DRUNK SIMON DRABBLE OR SMTH ALL OKAY BUT I NEED DRUNK SIMON AAAAAAA

thx in advance 😈

(btw ur rules and regulations link isn’t working)

- HalloHello

thank you king for the idea and for the heads up

I accidentally privated the post so it'll be working right after this.

ANYWAYS

Drunk! Simon x Not so drunk! Reader

TW: Very drunk Simon. I think that's it

A/N: fangirling really hard rn

semi-proofread

You stayed up a little later becasue Simon said he'd be home soon, on a little drinking night with his buddies. He's usually good with controlling himself while drinking, but after missions? Man gets shitfaced and is all hugs and kisses and I love yous.

He's a sweetheart when drunk. Not to say he's not always a sweetheart, but when he has no inhibitions and is actually calm and not tense, he's a big old baby. His inner child really plays out.

You hear Gaz pull into your driveway, as he's usually the designated driver for the after mission drinks. You open your door to say hi to Simon but..

You see Gaz get out of the car with Simon. You open your door, waving. Simon doesn't wave back, and Gaz laughes quickly. He brings him up to the steps, and helps Simon walk up the stairs to your front door.

"Hey, darling. I'm handing you your.. Uh.. Very... Drunk boyfriend." Gaz holds back a hard laugh when Simon, his big self, stumbles forward to lean half his weight on you. You support yourself on the door confused.

"How-What-When--" You look for words but they fail you. Gaz shrugs.

"Even we don't know. Johnny told him to slow down, but.." Gaz gestures to the mess Simon is, and tips his head.

"Don't mean to leave you with him, but I got to drop off Price. Just.. Update me, yeah? I don't know why he'd drink so much," Gaz gives you a nice smile, and walks back to his car to drive off. You take Simon's hand, and try to lead him in. Simon laughs softly, a laugh you rarely hear, and he kisses your face a few times.

He gets in the house, just to crumple to the entrys mudroom seat, and leans back back into some of his own work shoes.

"Oh my, ya'... Y'r such a sore for sight eyes.." He mumbles. You tilt your head, in an 'excuse me' motion. He shakes his head, before trying to stand, and falling back.

"No no, love, a-a sight for sore eyes.. Yea' a sight.." He sighs, "I wish I had a girlfriend tha' wa-was like ya'.."

You snicker, covering your mouth. You manage to get him to the couch, and then your bed, taking off his sweaty shirt and changing his jeans to PJ pants.

"'F I ev'r 'ad a girl, 'd wan' her like ya'.." His words seemed to decline in coherence as he got more tired. You nodded slightly, smiling crookedly.

"Like me, you say? Why's that?" You kiss his temple, and he smiles warmly. His smile is the prettiest you've seen, and you love when he's even slightly drunk because he flashes it so much more.

"'M safe with ya'.. Why wouldn't I wan' a girl like ya'," he smiles, and takes your hand, and holds it.. Like a baby. His big ass hand is wrapped around your thumb.

You softly rub his scalp, as he moves himself onto your chest. You have the TV playing, watching your favorite show. Simon is mumbling.. Something, your sure, but he's just putty in your hands. Imagine: a big burly man, drunk, and infatuated in his girlfriend (but he apparently doesn't know) like a small school boy. It's adorable seeing him defenseless for once, relaxed shoulders, and his gaze is just as strong as he gazes up at you. You peck his forehead, and rub the bridge of his previously broken nose.

"Hey, Si, guess what?" You smile softly, your hand holding his jaw. He hums and tilts his head. "Did you know that I'm actually your girlfriend?"

He stares dumbfounded for a moment, before shaking his head.

"Can't be, mm... Y'r too pretty for me." He kisses your palm, and smiles.

"I promise. 2 years strong, honey." You kiss his lips softly, smiling at his cluelessness. His hands grip the sides of your shirt, looking up at you. He doesn't believe you, crazily, he's still got his insecurities.

"No no, ya'... Ya' shouldn't be.. Wasting Y'r time.." You shush him with another kiss, before his head falls onto his chest. He sighs.

"Wasting my time? Si, honey, I love spending my time on you." You kiss the crown of his head, and scratch his head. He mumbles more incoherent thoughts. He's lights out very quickly, and you follow suit a few minutes later.

The morning comes, and so does a very hungover Simon. He groans, sitting up, and wiping his jaw harshly. You were awake, on your phone when you feel him shift.

"Oh, hey baby." You smiled, and out your phone down. He groans, and nuzzles into your neck, complaining about how his head hurts.

"I know, I know. I got some advil for you." You grab the bottle from the side table, and feed him 2.

"God.. I'm.. Was I..?" He rubs his eyes and gives up, seeking comfort in your arms. Your rub his head some more, and move your fingers to rub his temples.

"You gotta stop drinking so hard, baby." You whisper, "I know you don't do it often, but.. Are the mornings worth it?"

He nods, to your surprise, and leans into your hands. "Mm.. Yeah.. It's worth it.. Cuz'.. Ya' rub my head and kiss me and.. Mm... Hug me.."

You kiss his head, and shake your own.

"Next time, just ask okay?" You get a nod as a response from him. He whispers a thank you into your neck, before drifting off to sleep until 1, like usual.

ahh this was so cute to write and I fell asleep writing it so. thats why I'm posting it in the morning.

by babes!!

-a661

[anadiasmount]

something about dad!jude porfavorrrrr I need this in my life 😍😍😍 I feel like Jude would be such a good dad especially with a little girl. Aaaaaaa porfa haz esto

amorcito te quiero tanto, por eso te escribo este blurb para ti!! 😘 haven’t been okay since that pic with a little baby 😔💔

“look who it is ellie! it’s dada!” you say in a baby voice, jude walking in and immediately rushing to both of you. your daughter excitedly gasped and kicked her feet, anxious to be in her daddies hold. jude kisses her chubby cheeks and forehead, whispering just how much he missed her and you.

jude placed her on his side, his hand brushing your cheek and capturing your lips in an awaited kiss. just a couple days apart but it drive him crazy. he hated being away especially when the two of you were left alone. “how are you? was she okay?” he asked, walking into the kitchen hearing ellie blabbering.

“more than okay, she slept through all the nights, maybe woke up once or twice but overall she did so good,” you sighed, making a cup of tea for the two of you since it was late. you wore one of jude’s oversized tees and a pair of cookie monster oh shorts. jude finding it hard to be away, especially with his daughter along him.

he missed the two of you terribly. his thoughts constantly consumed at how you were doing? what you were up to? if you were okay? he was super protective and only wanted the best for his girls. “i missed you so much little one, tore my heart when i saw you crying when i left,” jude pouted before blowing raspberries in her neck and tummy, loud giggle taking over the room.

when jude had away games, he had to leave with his daughter clung into him, tears in her big brown eyes, repeatedly calling out for him as a sign to not go. it was always such a hard thing and he felt guilty leaving you with her in that state.

“did so good for mommy! that means i’ll buy you ice cream, new bows for your hair and a new toy,” he promises seeing her make an o shape with her mouth and looking at you in shock. the two of you copying her which made her squeal. “she is so big now,” jude said sadly, looking into his daughters eyes, ellie offering a toothy smile. “can you stay this tiny?”

you wrapped your hand around his bicep, kissing it before slowly rubbing away the food on ellie’s mouth, pushing her wet and already coated with products curls up. the night shower going to help her fall asleep, all through the night once again. ellie yawned, leaning her head on her daddies shoulder, tiny hand also coming up to lay beneath her her cheek.

jude rubbed his hand against her back, cooing her to sleep. he grabbed her milk and pouring into her disney princess themed bottle, also grabbing her binkie just incase. “you got it or want me to do it?” you ask him, also yawning due to how late it was. “i can do it, just wait for me in our room, i’ll be there soon,” he pecked your lips sealing the promise.

he walked into ellie’s room, turning on the air humidifier, and lamp in the corner of her room. changing her into a new diaper as she fought her sleep. jude sat on the rocking chair, ellie laying in his arms as he gave her the bottle and read a book quietly to her. it seemed like she wanted to stay up, but it was past her bedtime and she needed to sleep.

jude stood up after reading three books, rocking her gently and softly side to side, her binkie now in her mouth as she slowly fluttered her eyes to sleep. “you’re so beautiful ellie, i love you so much my sweet girl…” he sang and hummed the lullabies you sing to her when she was with you. kissing her cheeks and curls, once she finally fell asleep in his arms, grabbing the back of her head gently and placing her in the crib.

“shh, shh, shh, shh,” jude said softly, fixing her small pillow and covering her with a blanket, tucking her teddy bear next to her and the binkie as well. jude fixed the baby camera grabbing the charged screen and shutting the lights off. he put back the books and took the empty bottle with him as well. he closed the door to her room as quiet as possible, going downstairs to wash the bottle and coming back up immediately.

“i brought her a new one, just incase she does wake up at night,” jude said to you, placing the small bottle into the tiny fridge you had. “thank you handsome,” you spoke tiredly, wanting nothing more than to finally sleep. jude checked on ellie one more time through the baby monitor, seeing her sound asleep with her arms up.

“was she fussy?”

“nope not at all. she fought her sleep but that was all,” he said laying next to you, bringing yo to his side and kissing you deeply. “i want another baby,” jude pouted. you giggled, “i know you do… but i want to enjoy our time with ellie first, see her grow up and enjoy our time a bit before bringing another baby into our lives.”

“you’re such a good dad to her jude, she’s so lucky to have you, i’m so lucky to have you! but seeing you with our ellie it’s just so pure and a different love. you’re a natural, so loving, gentle, and you spoil her like crazy…” you whisper, making jude nervous and shy.

“a natural? really?”

“mhmm. it’s like you were made or were already ready for this dad life,” you nod kissing his jaw. “i love you y/n. i hope you know that making you my wife has been the most amazing decision ever. and make you a mommy as well,” jude teased, feeling the gently slap in his chest. “seriously, thank you for bringing and carrying my ellie to us…”

the next morning jude was up first, leaving a kiss on your head before grabbing the monitor and seeing ellie awake. jude smiled wide, making grabby hands at her when she grabbed onto the railings almost jumping in excitement. “good morning my sweet angel! how’d you sleep?” he kissed all over her face, pushing her coils back as she squealed loudly.

jude put the baby monitor to charge, walking downstairs to the kitchen and pouring her juice in a bottle. “let’s make you and mommy some breakfast okay?” jude said, still carrying her since she refused to be put down. he made coffee and cut up some fruit for ellie, siting her in her high chair.

he poured the coffee in the mugs, fixing the plate with eggs, fruit, utensils, syrup and small waffles in the breakfast stand. carding both his daughter and the food all the way upstairs. “go go go! go wake mommy up,” jude ushered, laughing at ellie crawling rapidly to you.

someone tugging on your hair woke you up, seeing your daughter clapping as she giggled. “hi good morning my silly ellie girl,” you kissed her head sitting up and rubbing your eyes. jude came to your side, rubbing your back with his hand and offering you coffee, “me and ellie made breakfast for you.”

“did you really? you helped daddy?” you praise her, ellie siting on your lap as you took a sip of coffee. jude say next to you, kissing you and whispering a good morning before feeding ellie some breakfast and her silly cup with juice.

“would exchange anything to spend my morning like this with my beautiful girls…”

[bowandcurtsey]

Aaaaaaa your requests are open!!!!

Can you please write headcanons for fue, nozel and william accidentally hitting their s/o HARD in their sleep?

HAHAHA this is so funny I love funny requests hehe (✿ﻌ✿)

yes my requests are finally open and I'm finally fufilling them hehehe, thank you for the request Anony!

Characters: Fuegoleon | Nozel | William x f! reader tw: unchecked works

Fuegoleon Vermillion

Fue was cuddling you from the back and out of nowhere you elbowed him REAL hard.

Man really felt the room spinning for a bit.

He stared at you, wondering if you were awake secretly and was pranking him but you were indeed sleeping.

He went to sleep again after awhile but he hugged you and your arms together, so you couldn't elbow him again

The next morning he asked, "did you had a dream last night love?"

You didn't remember shit, but you saw his face and went oh my god did you fall or something?

"You erm.. Elbowed me last night, honey."

"I did?? It's that bruise??" you were in disbelief yourself but you were extremely sorry and upset about it.

"it's okay honey, at least I know you can definitely self defend yourself if anyone attacks you from behind.." he patted your head.

Nozel Silva

He was soundly asleep when you smacked him in your sleep. And he jolted awake, mind in shock.

This royal was so annoyed and grumpy, he hated to be disturbed from his sleep.

He turned around and saw you soundly asleep, your hand was still on him, except that it glided to his chest now.

He took a deep breath to let all the angry emotions out. Then he cuddled you to sleep.

He was tired and slightly grumpy the next day, and you caressed him in the evening, asking him "did you not sleep well?"

He looked at you and pouted a little. He's extremely cute when he does that and he only did that in front of you.

"You hit me in the face last night, wifey."

You blinked at him for awhile and giggled, to his annoyance.

"where?"

He took your hand and showed you how and where you hit him.

You brushed aside his fringe and took a look at his face, "Thank god you still look as handsome as ever"

He started blushing a little, "don't do it again, it hurts a lot. I'll hold your hand to sleep from now on."

William Vangeance

He was resting on his off day while you were taking a nap beside him. Then you smacked him in his face, hard. His nose started bleeding.

"oh dear me." he mumbled to himself as he got out of bed to stop his bleeding.

He looked at you as he held the ice pack on his nose, your brows were still furrowing, so he patted you awake.

You stirred for awhile and woke up. You saw him holding a bag to his face and sprung up.

"What happened honey!"

"You.. hit me, love."

"Oh my god! I'm sorry I was having some dream and-"

"It's okay, he held your hand and squeezed it, are you okay?"

"Yes! I'm fine! I'm so sorry!!" you cooed over his face and he sat on the bed, letting you hold the ice pack for him while he lay in your arms.

You caressed his face, "thankfully your nose is still intact..."

he giggled a little, "my my, else I'll have to change my mask, don't I? or the nose area wouldn't fit."

"Is it painful still?"

"yeah, my wife is a strong lady."

[nanarrrily]

Period comfort w/ Choso !!

Contains: fluff, fem!reader, oneshot, period comfort, and idk

The rain tapped against the windowpane, a soothing rhythm that matched the ache in your abdomen. You curled up on the couch, clutching a hot water bottle to your stomach. Period cramps had a way of turning even the strongest sorcerers into vulnerable beings.

Choso sat across from you, his expression unreadable. As one of the Death Painting Wombs, he was familiar with pain both physical and emotional. But this was different. This was plain suffering—the kind that couldn’t be exorcised with curses or jujutsu.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice soft.

You managed a weak smile. “Yeah, just… cramps.”

He tilted his head, studying you. “Cramps?”

You nodded. “It’s a monthly thing. Women go through it.”

Choso’s eyes widened. “Women bleed?”

You laughed a bit. “Yeah, we do. It’s a natural process.”

He shifted closer, his hand hovering uncertainly. “Is there anything I can do?”

You hesitated, then nodded. “Actually, warmth helps. Can you… hold the hot water bottle against my stomach?”

Choso blinked, then reached for the bottle. His touch was surprisingly gentle as he pressed it to your abdomen. The warmth seeped through the fabric, easing the cramps.

“Thank you,” you whispered.

He sat there, watching you—the rain outside, the flickering candle on the coffee table. It was an intimate moment—the kind that transcended curses and bloodlines.

“You’re strong,” Choso said. “To endure this every month.”

You shrugged. “We adapt. It’s part of being human.”

He leaned closer, his breath warm against your cheek. “I wish I could take your pain away.”

And in that moment, as Choso held the hot water bottle to your stomach, you realized—he already had. Not with jujutsu or magic, but with empathy and kindness.

As the rain continued to fall, you closed your eyes, grateful for this unexpected comfort. And Choso—the half-human, half-cursed spirit became your comfort person in this living hell that is called periods. Authors Note: AAAAAAA REQUESTS ARE OPEN!! ONESHOTS, FF, IMAGINES, DRABBLES, (SMUT BUT NOTHING TOO TOO KINKY) THIS ALSO TOOK SO LONG.. ^.^

[kairiscorner]

okay I don’t know if you know that one video of kim kardashian taking off her dress and asked pete davidson ‘babe, do you want to shower with me really quick?’ and then he just dropped his phone before following her like a little boy NOW imagine THAT with miguel🤭🤭

HELLO, ok so i only found out about it when you brought it to my attention, and LMAO...... mans is so down bad for her (like me for miggy <333) I REALLY LOVE THIS IDEA AAAAAAA I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS <3

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

babe, do you wanna shower with me real quick? — miguel o'hara x reader

summary: miguel has been focusing too much on work that you think he deserves to focus on something else, something much more worthwhile–those strings on the back of your dress, you believe, are better for him to focus on. word count: 557

you looked up at miguel who was tirelessly working on hunting down the location and coordinates of several anomalies and assigning units to track and take them down, but you wanted miguel to get off work now and let him be pampered by you. of course, he could never say no to his sweet little partner, his sweet little partner who was just excellent at tempting and swooning him every chance you got.

"miggyyyyy..." you called out for him from below as you slinked around his office, with him momentarily pausing his tapping and scrolling on the screens at the sound of your bewitching voice ringing throughout his ears. he tried his hardest to keep his concentration intact, but when it came to you... all focus would be put on you, and you alone.

"what is it, nena?" he asked you in a composed voice, one that tried not to sound too curious at your sudden arrival. you smiled, you knew he couldn't say no to your offer. you stepped closer towards miguel's platform as it slowly descended; he hadn't brought his platform down for anybody all day, not until you came and gave him a reason to with your arrival.

you waited until he turned around slightly to face you, and when he did, you began to toy with the strings on the back of your dress as you looked up at miguel. his mahogany brown eyes were focused now on your own gleaming ones as you smiled mischievously. "wanna... take a little break, mig?" you asked him in a sultry voice, which made miguel pause again for a little bit. you know he could never say no to you when you used that voice on him, you really were his little temptress.

miguel took in a small breath and resumed his work. "querida, i'm awfully busy right now." he said in such a nonchalant voice, but there was no fooling you–he just needed a small... push to say yes. you chuckled lightly at his excuse. "well then... guess you don't wanna shower with me, then." you teased as you pretended to be disappointed and looked down at the ground.

and at that moment, when miguel heard the words, 'shower with me,' he immediately tore his eyes away from the screens and hopped off the platform–his eyes wide and his lips apart slightly at your offer. he walked over to you in a slight hurry as he muttered, "ah, nevermind, then, someone else can take care of that. now, shall we?" he offered you as he placed his right hand on your shoulder, and his left index finger curled as he lightly ran it across your bare back.

you giggled at miguel folding for you all of a sudden and put your hand on his as you turned your head around to meet his gaze. "of course, miggy." you cooed to him as you pulled yourself away from his touch and teased him at the sight of you toying with the strings behind your dress that were the only things holding it up. forget the anomalies' coordinates, all miguel can focus on right now are those flimsy strings on your dress that he'd rather want to tear off of you.

such a tease, you are, and yet every time... he folds for you. every. damn. time.

tags !! @miguelswifey04 @binibinileonara @jrrantss @fictarian @yuridopted0 @fiannee @luvstarrstruck

[sandy-the-glader]

Hi!! If it’s okay, can I please request an Adrian Chase x soft and innocent!fem!reader where they are coworkers at Fennel Fields, him being a busboy, and she is a waitress. The two of them have feelings for each other, Adrian just trying to get the confidence to ask her out. A group of guys come in every week are super loud, rude, and also make Y/n (who is taking their order) very uncomfortable, and when Y/n turns down their advances, they say some very mean things and make her cry. Adrian is absolutely FUMING, literally having to hold himself back from going at them right then and there, instead following her to the kitchen try to calm her down (in his own Adrian way), promising to “take care of it” . She 100% thinks he means kicking them out, but the group of men get a “visit” from Vigilante… the group “disappears” without a trace “, never to bother Y/n again.

Adrian softly kissing a very relieved Y/n when the men don’t return to the restaurant, she doesn’t know about Adrian’s Vigilante side nor does she know the fate of the group of men, but Adrian takes it as a compliment nonetheless

The Protector

Character: Adrian Chase x InnocentFem!Reader

Type: Fluff/Comfort, Angst

Length: 2.7k words

Summary: Request above!

Trope: Best friends to lovers, Co-workers to lovers

A/N: I have not done anything for Adrian in a while and I love him so much aaaaaaa! I bent the request ever so slightly. Also, let me know if I should make a part two of this but it’s Adrian’s POV 😉

"God that group is back." I hissed. "How do they always manage to get seated in my section?" Me and Adrian eyed them from the kitchen.

"I don't know but they never tip well either. I think all the tattoo ink got into their brains or something." Adrian glared at the noisy group. I smiled at his joke. He always lightened the mood and I was forever thankful for that.

"God it's twenty minutes until closing why do they always come in here late?" I grumbled folding my arms.

The group was dreadful and I have no idea how they haven't gotten in any section but mine yet. They've been showing up the past 3 weeks on Saturday nights and past close. Me and Adrian had plans ruined because of those guys. I've been working here for 1 year and a half (Adrian for longer) and I've never had a worse group of customers.

Usually, the worst is an old lady who asks for the manager when the food isn't exactly to her liking. Or a group of teenage boys who don't buy anything they just sit there and be as loud as possible.

Sometimes me and Adrian went to see movies together on Fridays or had plans with friends and I loved it. That's what made me look forward to the end of the week but with this lousy group of 40-year-old biker guys trashing the tables and leaving sometimes a zero-dollar tip was starting to have the opposite effect on me.

"You know I can take the table for you. I know they're pretty shitty guys." He looked at me and I shook my head softly. His green eyes dazzling in the heat lamps made me almost take back rejecting the offer. When he looked at me the way he did it made my heart flutter. They were so careful and easy.

"You take over my shifts all the time Adrian. The least I can do is deal with one unpleasant table. I can do it." I looked back at him with determination. Besides he was only a busboy, not a waiter though I'm sure he could do the job just fine.

It was true though. Every time I was sick he took over no questions asked. Sometimes he even encouraged me to call out sick when all I had was a cough. He was my best friend after all but he always went above and beyond with the way he treated me.

Sure my other co-workers were nice like Taylor treated me nicely but never as nice as Adrian. From the get-go, he was kind to me always guiding me to where things were or making small talk with me to help get me though my shifts. He was never afraid to give me a hand in anything I needed.

He looked very unsure of my decision but he didn't protest as I left to deal with said table. Though I could still feel his eyes glued to my back. I pushed open the door and

I strode over there with a sudden burst of confidence. I could do it. Then when It's all over me and Adrian can go back to his apartment and watch movies all night like usual.

As soon as I reached the table that confidence slowly started to melt away.

They were a group of 5, all big-looking, and they were like I said a biker gang. Sometimes I hate my job.

"Hello I'm Y/n I'll be your server today can I get you any drinks to start with?" My hands trembled as they gripped the sides of my apron. Whistles filled the air as the men's eyes wandered across my body. Some even leaned over to get better looks at me.

"Looking good honey!" I laughed nervously trying to be as polite as I could to them.

I felt so incredibly uncomfortable. I felt my cheeks getting hot. I was even embarrassed to be close to them. I cleared my throat trying to get them to reply to the simple task at hand.

"Waters for all of us." What I was sure the group leader spoke out. "Please, baby." He added. His group let out an array of deep chuckles. I felt sweat start to appear on my skin. I smiled and walked off in the back. As soon as my backs were to them my smile vanished off my face.

Oh god, it's barely been 5 minutes with them and I already want to leave. Once I got back there Adrian was still standing in the same spot looking at me with a pleading look.

"Don't look at me with those eyes." Those pleading begging green eyes.

"You can still take my offer you know." He pressed his lips together. "Because you look like you need that help. It's not like a bad look or anything but you look kind of helpless. In a good way." Adrian rambled. I've known him for so long I could decipher any message he gave me.

"It's fine I can handle it," I said firmly. I wasn't going to let them get the better of me. Just seeing and having Adrian here made it better.

He was a complete nerd and I loved having someone like that. I loved hearing him talk about DND and all of his hobbies. Then I got to start doing it out of work too.

We even set up a DND campaign at one point. It was a little confusing at first but playing with him made me understand. The memories of us together made me way more relaxed.

I poured those glasses of water and put them all onto a tray and held it with one hand. I pushed the door open almost spilling them in the process and walked back to the table.

"There she is!" One of them shouted. I placed all of the glasses on the table without a word trying to keep my cool.

I watched some make extremely disgusting gestures. Just 20 more minutes and you can go home. Just 20 more long excruciating minutes.

"She's a beauty isn't she fellas?" The main one asked. I swallowed thickly not excited for their replies. I did not have the energy for this today.

"Oh definitely would talk her home. You single honey?" One of them eyed me.

"Uhm yes, I am I'm just not looking for anything like that right now." I lied trying to get him to understand the message.

"Nah she's lying they're always in the market." My feet wouldn't move. I felt scared. Uncomfortable. Where's Adrian? I shouldn't have taken this table. "Come give me a chance honey!" He begged. Can't this guy take a hint?

"No, thank you I'm sorry." I tried to stay as polite as possible. "What would you guys like to-" I was instantly cut off.

"It's not like her makeup hides much." They laughed. I felt ashamed to be here.

"And she could smile more. Where's our cute smile sweetie?" I couldn't smile to save my life. I would not give them what they wanted. My lips trembled.

"Nah her smile would be ugly too we can't ask for something she doesn't have." The table erupted in laughter.

"Look at her she's a doll. She could get any guy she wanted."

“Maybe she’s a slut. No wonder she's not in the market she just sleeps around!” Barked another.

I looked up to see Adrian cleaning some dishes from a couple tables in front of them.

He was looking at me because he had clearly heard that nasty remark. His eyebrows were furrowed and he looked red with anger. He was seething and I could see his hand gripping the rag he was holding tightly.

Then the dam in my eyes broke. Tears started to brim my eyes and I stormed back into the kitchen quickly. As I left I heard them start to laugh louder. I shoved open the outside door and sat on the picnic bench we had out there.

I leaned my head in my hands and let the tears spill over my cheeks. I couldn't think about anything other than their words and how humiliated I felt. I felt like screaming at them but I just couldn't. That wasn't how I was.

Who did they think they were? Coming into our restaurant and treating me like shit for what reason? Do they have nothing better to do with their life?

I heard the door swing open and I tried to cover up my sniffling but it was no use. It slammed shut and I heard quick footsteps trot over to the bench. I already knew it was Adrian so I let him sit next to me. As soon as he put his arm around me it all came rushing back out.

"Hey hey, I'm right here." He whispered softly, I wrapped my arms around his back and in that moment he was all that mattered. I just wanted to have Adrian by my side. He awkwardly patted my back.

"Thank you." I wiped my cheeks which now had mascara smeared down them. "I'm a mess," I complained to him. He didn't say anything he just kept holding me. I knew he could struggle with comforting and with words in general sometimes. "You don't have to stay here you know. I'm already in trouble for abandoning my table i don't need you getting into it too." I frowned.

"Oh no, I'm staying." I snuggled myself into his side. "They don't deserve you. They're dicks who don't know how to treat women and that feels like a crime. They had no right to insult you like that." I nodded trying to listen to his words but I still felt shitty. "And that's like so not cool." He said and finally, a small smile spread across my face. He let out a built-up sigh of relief that I was starting to feel a bit better.

"I know. It still hurts though."

"No matter what those guys say they're so wrong." I looked up at him and he was already glancing at me. "You look so beautiful without makeup. I'm not saying you look bad with makeup on I mean like the complete opposite." I started to grin at his ranting.

"Thank you A. It means a lot." He enjoyed the small nickname. He continued to rub small circles into my back relaxing me.

"But those guys will never bother you again." He said still heated by the situation. "I'll make sure of it and because I really like you okay?" He confessed. "And seeing you hurt like that hurt me." he stared at the ground.

The confession threw me off. I always stressed about him liking me but hearing those words fall from his lips felt bewitching. I pulled away from him and looked at him eye to eye.

"Oh fuck I mean!" His cheeks grew pink. "Like I like having you as a friend not like in like I've been crushing on you since I've laid eyes on you and have been dreaming about you or anything because that would be like..." I leaned closer to him and brushed my thumb against his cheek. His face was warm and soft beneath my hand. "crazy." He whispered finishing his sentence.

"Don't lie to me right now Chase." I frowned. He sighed as he realized he'd been caught.

"Okay yeah, maybe I really like you." His eyes never once left me. "And maybe I have been dreaming about you since I first saw you."

"You better not be joking with me right now. Or I will continue to cry ."

"Okay um do not cry again please I already handled the first time poorly. But I am certainly not kidding." I moved my hand from his cheek to his hand which was much larger than mine.

"You better not be because I like you too." He blinked a few times trying to determine if I was the one joking around this time. He moved a stray piece of hair out of my face and tucked it neatly behind my ear. His eyes flickered down towards my lips and back up to my eyes. Was he really about to kiss me right now?

He swiftly closed the gap between us and captured my lips in a phenomenal kiss. Maybe he wasn't all nerdy after all because damn he knew how to kiss. Sure I have barely kissed anyone my whole life but he made it feel so right. He slowly pulled back to look at my face.

"Was that okay? If it wasn't I can totally like stop. I don't mind at all." I squeezed his hand and hugged him.

"It was perfect. Thank you." For having such a shitty night he made me realize the better. Like how the stars seemed to shine just a bit brighter than before and the moon was glowing just a little more than it just had. All because of Adrian

"How about I go deal with them and I also go grab our stuff since it's about time we clock out we have a fun relaxing night tonight?" He proposed.

"I would love nothing more."

"Good. Now you wait here!"

-

Once I got inside his apartment I immediately collapsed and melted into his couch with a loud dramatic sigh. He had probably the most comfortable apartment imaginable.

"Oh shit." I heard him hiss.

"What's wrong?"

"I was supposed to drop by the store after our shift to grab some things from the store..." He trailed off looking sheepish.

"Go ahead, Adrian. I know it will be all you talk about if you don't." He nodded before muttering a quick 'thank you' and leaving.

I had a really long day in general so as much as I wanted to I did not feel like waiting up for him. I left my work bag on the couch and wandered to his room.

His bookshelf overflowed with books and tabletop games, His bed was slightly messy from the morning, and it felt like him. I dug through his dresser to find this shirt that had a cool-looking dragon and a D20 on it. I took off my apron and work shirt and threw it on. I really hope he doesn't mind.

I threw my shoes somewhere on his floor and crumbled onto his bed. God his blankets were so soft.

-

It had been an hour before Adrian finally made his way home. He took off his mask and suit and tucked it away in the hall closet once he got home. He'd deal with all the blood later.

He walked through the hall and pushed open the door to see his best friend asleep on his bed in his shirt. He couldn't be happier to come home to this. She finally looked at ease snuggled beneath his covers.

Adrian scooted himself into his bed and joined her. He placed a small gentle kiss on her forehead and spooned her.

"They won't hurt you again." He whispered before allowing himself to drift off to sleep with her in his arms.

-

I waited afraid week after week to see that group come back but they never did. Nor the week after that or the next. I soon started to get curious about what Adrian meant when he said he'd "deal with them." Did he get the manager involved? Did he really have that strong effect on them? Maybe he even beat them up. He's too soft for that right?

Anyway, I was just happy to be with the one I've crushed on for so long. It felt good. Better than anything has ever been.

Tonight we were staying in on the couch while we waited for the popcorn to finish in the microwave of his apartment. The smell drifted through the room making me even more hungry than I was before.

"I'm glad they're gone." I looked up at him. His glasses glowed from the light of his phone.

"Me too. I hate seeing you upset." I leaned on his shoulder and my eyes wandered quickly over to his phone. Just a quick peek it wouldn't mean anything. He was texting Chris who according to him was his guy best friend. I had met him a few times for drinks after work and he was a pretty alright guy. I scanned the words and...

I finally got to use the chainsaw on those guys :)

What does that mean?

[sheyfu]

𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬?

𝖿𝗍: 𝗆𝗂𝗄𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗈 + 𝗇𝖺𝗀𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗈 x 𝗀𝗇!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

— 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈 𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗇𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗈

— 𝖼𝗐: 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀; 𝗏𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍; 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗏𝖺𝗅𝗈 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗍; 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝖾𝗌; 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿; 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝖽-𝗎𝗉? 𝗂𝖽𝗄 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗁 𝗂 𝖽𝗈 𝖭𝖮𝖳 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 😓😓😓

— 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗂𝖼; 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾; 𝖨 𝖧𝖮𝖯𝖤 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖦𝖠𝖭𝖦 𝖶𝖨𝖫𝖫 𝖫𝖨𝖪𝖤 𝖳𝖧𝖨���𝖲𝖲𝖨𝖨𝖥𝖲𝖧𝖨𝖥𝖩𝖲𝖥 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋’𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝗆 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗁𝗆 𝗆𝗁𝗆; 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 (?); proofread! (𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗂𝖾 @dreamisols 𝖨𝖫𝖸𝖸𝖸𝖸); also 𝖽𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐 𝗇𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗁𝖾𝗁𝗁𝖾 𝖨 𝖧𝖮𝖯𝖤 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖫𝖨𝖪𝖤 𝖨𝖳𝖳𝖳𝖳 <33333

𝗐𝖼: 3.5𝗄 (𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾 𝗂'𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗆𝗀)

the sounds of rushed keyboard clicking and muffled shouts sound around the dimly lit room.  

“i’m telling you they’re in A!” a whiny voice sounds through a headset, frustrated that their own teammates won’t listen.  

“no, stupid! who goes for A in split?” another voice interjects, this time rough and degrading. 

their shallow argument continues as the game progresses—even getting worse, as both are killed due to their carelessness. 

“ladies, ladies. calm down now, yeah?” a smooth voice interrupts, shutting the two players up. “if both of you weren’t soooo obsessed with each other, maybe you would’ve noticed them rushing to B…you dimwits!” you scoff and mute them, holding yourself back from smashing your keyboard and throwing your mouse at your computer.

“stuupid…” a tired and lazy voice slurs out from beside you as you continue to grumble about players like them.

“i swear to god sei, these people are the fucking worse! i’m just trying to play the damn game and they won’t shut the fuck up–”

“BOO”

“AAAAAAA WHAT THE FUCK?!”

your rant gets cut off by the door slamming open and the bright fluorescent lights turning on. you try to get back into the game and finish your two remaining enemies off, but you end up getting killed after blindly walking into enemy territory. luckily your duo, nagi seishiro, pulls through and clutches the game. 

“guys, guess what!” 

you slowly turn around with a scowl on your face. “mikage reo..” 

“hello to you too, my dear sibling! look! i had this made at- AAAAAAH”

“so anyways, as i was saying before i got rudely interrupted..” reo places an emphasis on ‘rudely’ while looking at you with a scowl—bandaged face mirroring yours perfectly.

“it’s not my fault! i was just doing my shit and trying to prove a point, you eggplant!” you quip, grabbing a pillow.

“oh please! just admit you’re a shit player!” the purple-haired child scoffs and shrugs, seemingly content with the way you react to his mocking. 

“you little shit-” you grumble, ready to aim the pillow at his head.

before you could even attack your brother, you feel two arms wrap around your figure, successfully preventing you from storming over to him.

“sei, i swear i love you very much, but i have to settle this... mikage vs. mikage...” you say, rolling up the sleeves of your (nagi’s) hoodie. 

“no. ‘m tired.. let me sleep.” you feel his breath against the nape of your neck when he whispers to you. looking behind, you see him already on the verge of sleep. he’s so pretty. slowly, you bring your hand up to his hair, playing with the strands gently—a small smile creeping up on your face.

however, the moment is short lived as you get interrupted by the living purple jumpscare you're currently co-existing with. 

“NO NAGI DON’T SLEEP YET” reo screams and jumps on the bed, taking you by surprise. 

you whip your head towards him and grab his hair. “YOU DUMB FUCK CAN’T YOU SEE HE’S SLEEPING?” 

“THAT’S BECAUSE I DESPERATELY NEED TO SAY SOMETHING!” he grabs your hair back.

ah, sibling love indeed.

your banter ensues, and the white-haired boy stirs awake. “stop.” 

the siblings slowly turn their heads towards him, wide-eyed, and staring guiltily.

“we’re sorry–”

“save it. what were you going to say anyway?” the boy in question stares at them with a look, subtle annoyance plastered on his face.

“i- well- uhm so i got this machine made at the factory..!” reo nervously chuckles, “for ghost hunting, yeah! aha aha… i’ve always wanted to go ghost hunting so i asked them to make this! genius, am i right, my dear kin?” your brother looks at you with a nervous smile.

“of course! yes! very genius! i expected nothi-” you cough “i mean… i expected the best from you! how could i not! right, my dear brother?” you grimace, while your purple-haired sibling goes in for a hug.

what a way to sell the act.

your boyfriend looks at the both of you with a raised eyebrow and crosses his arms. “seriously? a ghost hunting machine?” 

“of course! pretty genius, right? that’s my broth– GHOST HUNTING!?” you push reo away in horror.

“no. nonono nO NO! you CANNOT convince me to go ghost hunting with you.” you say in distress, slowly backing up to hide behind nagi.

“but this is a once in a lifetime experience, y/n! who knows? maybe you’ll end up liking this!” reo perks up, slowly inching towards the two of you. “come on now, y/n. don’t wanna be a killjoy now, do we?” wide purple eyes stare at you menacingly, his grabby hands inching towards you. 

“nagi please save me from this thing!” you cry out, holding onto his hoodie like a lifeline. 

“let’s do it.” nagi speaks up, his eyes sparkling as a small rare smile grows on his face.

“okay! it’s settled then! we’ll leave tomorrow at 2 in the morning and- AUHG!” 

you cut him off by throwing a pillow at his face. 

“NO SEI! don’t believe him! he’s probably gonna drag us to an abandoned facility and leave me to die so he could have you all to himself!” you say as you point to your brother who’s currently on the floor (being his dramatic self).

“aw c’mon now! why’d you think that?” your brother looks at you with his creepy close-eyed smile, shivering whatever timbers you had inside you. “plus…you can’t say no to nagi, can you?” 

smug fuck. i wanna fucking punch the living life out of him.

you then go in front of nagi, holding his shoulders as you stare at him and point towards the bane of your existence . “listen, sei. that man.. is a menace! a monster! and a murderer! he’ll do anything–and i mean ANYTHING–to have you all to himsel– mmmhp!” 

you feel cold fingers grab your cheeks as you get pulled to its source. your heart starts pounding when you realize what your boyfriend was doing. 

oh my fucking god.

he pulls away after a couple of seconds, slow breaths fanning your face as he places his forehead against yours. 

“guys i hope you know i’m still he- EUGH” 

poor reo gets hit again with a pillow—by nagi this time. 

“love.” voice airy and quite needy. 

“oh no not with that tone now, seishiro.” you try your best to turn away from him, only to be pulled again, landing on his chest as he cradles your head and plants a kiss on it.

“it’s just like what reo said: it’s a once in a lifetime opportunity.” you hear, no. feel the smirk in his voice for some reason. 

“don’t push it.” you push him away for real now, feeling no resistance and crossing your arms.

he reaches out to you, grabbing a lock of your hair. “if you go with us then… i’ll be your muse for your next project.” he says as he gives you a peck.

“how does that sound? hm?” 

you’ve always thought you never had any weaknesses. of course, as a mikage, you were raised and polished to not have any. and with your family’s motto to “do it no balls”, you really did do it no balls.

but in this moment, you’re certain you’ve found your one weakness. words and non-verbal cues were always your strongest suits—yet you found yourself helpless and taken aback. words of retaliation dying on your tongue as you figure out what the fuck’s wrong with you. 

mama didn’t raise me to be no pussy. 

with a deep breath, you resign yourself to fate.

“fine. let’s see the damned machine then.” 

so now, as scheduled, you find yourself in front of an abandoned house in the middle of the night, dressed in a stupid ghostbusters costume and… 

a day before your birthday. 

“what a great way to die before the age of twenty.” gritting your teeth, you turn your headlight on, slowly walking towards the building and opening its gate. “come on, you slowpokes! thought you wanted to do this.” rolling your eyes, you scan the room—dust and piles of wood everywhere. in the corner of your eye, a ceramic catches your attention. 

“man! it’s dusty in here alright!” you hear reo speak up, hauling his “weapon” on his shoulder as nagi stands beside him, sporting his own ghostbuster gear. 

“i’m sleepy…” your boyfriend mumbles as he rubs his eyes.

you look back at them with a raised eyebrow. “don’t fall asleep just now, sei. we’re just getting started.” you turn back to look at the interesting ceramic in front of you—its intricate patterns drawing you in. 

it looks pretty new… that’s kinda creepy.

you bring your camera out, taking pictures of it from all angles. putting rubber gloves on, you carefully hold it, inspecting the inside, as well as the bottom.

“uhhhhh, y/n….” your brother’s worried tone reaches your ears as you turn your head towards him.

“hmm? scared? wanna back out now?” you tease him, a smirk on your face as you carefully set the piece down. “nothing even happened yet.”

you start walking towards them, strides long and fast. as you were about to call out to your boyfriend who was absorbed in whatever the fuck he saw, you hear a sound.

*clomp clomp clomp*

your walking halts as you feel cold invade your body, your heart beating a little faster than moments ago.

“hmm? was that you, reo? have something to show me?” nagi asks as he stands from his crouched position, looking towards your sibling.

“no the fuck not. that was NOT me.” the boy in question says nervously, his hands producing little tremors.

“maybe it was just me. right guys? yeah, that was probably me! no sweat!” you laugh nervously. trying to convince yourself more than them. "see! i'm walking! aha aha!" your voice cracks as you continue walking towards them.

“but y/n…you’re walking in a puddle of water…” nagi’s monotone voice reaches your ears as you look at the ground you’re walking on.

well shit.

“maybe it’s just us! yeah! our imagination! why don’t we go somewhere else, yeah?” you hurriedly say as you rush over to nagi and reo, grabbing their hands and brisk walking further into the facility.

and because of how scared you are, you don't notice one of your many polaroids in your wallet fly out and land on the wet, muddy ground beside the ceramic.

“well then! from now on, we are definitely NOT going our own ways.” you sigh, already tired from just brisk walking.

i’m so unfit for this.

after walking around the facility for a couple of minutes, you stumble upon a staircase.

“okayyy, now that we’re somewhere else, let’s go up now, shall we?” you hesitantly say as you look at your entourage. 

time to do it no balls then.

"woaahhh, cool." looking at the male child beside you, his eyes sparkling and wide.

you look at your surroundings, enamoured by the paintings splayed on the walls.

even in this old facility, the paintings still look good as new. i wanna steal one..

as you drag your two luggages, you see a room at the end of the hallway.

"i wanna go in there." nagi points at the door

"okay-"

"NO. WE ARE NOT GOING TO GO THERE." purple hair screams in your ear.

fuckin' bitch. god gave you vocal chords to talk. not fucking scream like a maniac.

"we're going in there. if you don't want to, we're leaving you alone out here." you say as you let go of their arms, starting to walk towards the room with nagi close behind you.

opening the door, you instinctively cover your nose as dust invades your nostrils. you step to the side, letting your boyfriend in. as he was about to close the door, a distant voice echoes towards you two.

"okay okay! i'll come with you! wait for me!"

you laugh at your brother, "you suggested this idea, don't be so scared now, little bro." you tease him as he grabs the door and holds it open.

"shut up." he catches up to the both of you, out of breath—assuming his position and grabbing your hand.

still not grown up, huh? you think, smiling as you ruffle his hair.

"just please don't let go of my hand AAAAAH WHAT THE FUCK" your brother screams in terror for whatever reason.

"why?! what's the problem?!" you panic, wincing as his grip on your hand tightens.

"guys i think i'm gonna fucking die i just felt something touch my neck I FELT SOMETHING TOUCH MY FUCKING NECK" he wails like a baby.

"oooo look y/nnnn, it's a sculpture." your boyfriend's voice slurs out from your left side.

"IM GONNA FUCKING CRY IM SO SCARED WHAT THE FUCK WAHT THE FUCK WHA TTH EFUCK"

what the hell we were just giggly and shit awhile ago what the fuck happened.

"y/n y/n look it's a sculpture." nagi calls to you once again, pointing at something in the distance.

what the fuck is happening.

"y/n, y/n!"

"IM GONNA DIE FUCK FUCK FUCK IM TOO YOUNG."

your head starts hurting because of reo's screaming as well as the dust floating around the room. you don't pay attention to it though—continuing to explore around the room.

"oooo look. there's another one."

"I CAN'T BELIEVE IM GONNA DIE BEFORE TWENTY SHIT FUCK FUCK"

you take a deep breath before speaking. "alright boys, one by one. i know i have two ears but one of you practically murdered my ear and i'm now only hearing from–"

what the fuck was that.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT DID THAT THING JUST MOVE" your purple-haired pest screams in your ear.

"this is like fnaf but better. reo, get the machine out. it's time to neutralize this thing." another white-haired pest speaks up, his voice confident and unwavering.

"YOU HAVE YOUR OWN, NAGI"

"i don't. i left it at the entrance. too heavy."

meanwhile, you're still frozen in your spot, going over what the fuck just happened.

did that actually happen or was i just being delusional...

as the two pests banter, you don't notice the two figures nagi pointed at awhile ago slowly inching towards you—still deep into your pondering and vulnerable.

it was only when their shadows were looming over you that you noticed them. feeling chills travel up your spine. you look up, seeing two pairs of beady eyes—bodies ragged and cracks on their surface.

holy fucking shit. are those fucking weeping angels..?

"guys.." you whispered to your two companions.

"NAGI DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO WEAR IT AT ALL TIMES?!"

"too much of a hassle :x"

"guys..." you told them—a little louder this time.

"I EVEN TOLD THEM TO MAKE IT LIGHTER FOR YOU"

"that's nice thanks."

"GUYS"

damn i sounded like a bitch.

but now's not the time to criticize yourself.

"WHAT?!" pest #1 answers you at the same wavelength.

you ignore his tone—the situation too grave to even care about respect and all that shit.

"we may have a slight problem." you shakily raise your finger to point at the two looming bodies.

"oh.."

"oh"

"yeah oh."

as your three continue to stare at the figures, one of them suddenly smiles. it fucking smiled what the fuck.

what in the fucking voodoo roblox minecraft doctor who witchcraft is this.

"guys...i think...it's time...to GET THE FUCK OUT AND RUN BECAUSE WHAT THE FUCK WE ARE GONNA DIE." you shout as your grip on their arms tighten, running from the figures.

as the three of you reach the door, you look behind to see the two unmoving figures. yet their distance from the three of you were significantly closer.

why did they stop moving... is this the live adaptation of the mimic or a remake of doctor who because what the fuck.

"the door won't open." the voice on your right says in a slight panic. nagi start kicking the door open but to no avail, it doesn't open.

"WHAT?!" this time, it's your turn to scream as you try to open the door.

the door's locked. since when the fuck did it lock. and it's no ordinary door too.. who builds a metal door anyway?!

"holy fucking shit." your brother looks at you nervously, little tears in his eyes.

*krsh krsh*

"wait reo, sei. look at the figures. and don't stop looking at them until i say so!" you instruct them.

we're probably gonna die because of this but if my memory serves me right , and they're actually weeping angels, looking at the statues makes them stop moving. these bitches are turning me into a roblox kid what the hell. wait. but they're from doctor who too. so what does that make me?

you shake your head, stopping yourself from going off into dreamland.

"wait but–"

"they only move when we don't look at them. but if we do, they stop moving." you hurriedly explain, searching your pockets for a bobby pin.

dear god i love roblox so much please don't kill me i haven't finished the mimic yet.

"how'd you know that-"

"i'll explain later, just look at them. now!"

as you fish out a bobby pin, you try to unlock the door. and as expected, the sculptures stop moving. still, it doesn't make them any less scary.

okay, calm down, i can take my time with this. please mr doctor who and whoever the fuck made the mimic. be on my side...

you steady your hand, attempting to unlock the door once again.

"y/n... they're moving." you hear your boyfriend mutter.

what? what did he say? WHAT THE FUCK DID HE JUST SAY??!?

"no no no why are they moving? they aren't supposed to be moving. your eyes must be playing tricks on you sei." you try to convince yourself—heart rate increasing as you almost drop the hair pin.

"fuck no y/n they're actually moving.." purple hair says as he clutches your arm tighter.

holy shit. roblox is a liar. 

your hand starts to tremble more as the two continue to watch and tell you about the horror they're currently witnessing.

*click, click, click*

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT THEY'RE SO CLOSE TO US IS THAT LOCK DONE YET IM GONNA CRY" the screaming ensues once again, but at this point, you don't even care as you would too, only if you weren't busy with the damned lock.

fuck you too, doctor who.

"i'm almost fucking done wait two more clicks."

*click*

fucking faster please one more!

"y/n they're about a foot away from us." a calm, yet panicked voice speaks up.

"just one more fucking click-"

*click*

"OH MY GOD OKAY LETS GO IM DONE" you shout, slamming the door open and rushing out with the duo.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK WHY ARE THEY SO FAST"

you look behind as you see the two figures slowly, yet steadily catching up to you.

fuck i'm so fucking tired already.

the three of you reach the top of the staircase, hurriedly going down it with you almost tripping on the last step. luckily, someone saves you from face planting on the cemented floor and hoisting you on his shoulder.

you look back to your carrier to see familiar white hair.

damn i fucking love this man so much.

"C'MON NAGI WE'RE ALMOST THERE DON'T STOP RUNNING" your brother screams once more. relief washes over you as the gate enters your vision.

as the three of you near the gate, you try to take a picture of the sculptures.

i'm probably gonna get cursed doing this but fuck it.

snapping a couple of pictures, you fail to notice your favourite ceramic on the ground, now smashed with red smears all over it.

and the polaroid of the three of you, all muddy and ruined.

"holy fucking shit. that was the worst experience of my life, 0 out of 10 never doing that ever again." reo pants out, hands on his knees.

"it was fun though, not gonna lie." nagi says breathless, wiping his sweat with his sleeve as he slowly walks towards the car.

you're on the ground, lying down with an arm on your eyes.

"holy fucking shit. why did we do this again?" you breathe out heavily.

you're not sure why you're tired—you barely did any running.

"water?"

you uncover your eyes to see your boyfriend looking down at you with a small smile.

"thanks" you sit up, grabbing it and chugging half the bottle in just one drink.

you throw the bottle over to your brother, "drink up."

he looks at you with a tired smile on his face, before walking towards you, slowly and wobbly, then sitting beside you.

chugging the water, he breathes out heavily as he finishes the bottle. he looks at the two of you with a dopey smile,

"so...are we like, the ghost busters now?"

"you wish."

"also, how did you know they wouldn't move when we looked at the statues." nagi also sits beside you, his own bottle in his hand.

"roblox and doc who." you answer him with a sigh.

"seriously?" sweet potato questions.

"roblox is life, bruv. plus. doctor who was literally our childhood you doofus. i'm surprised you didn't know what the sculptures were." you say as you hit reo's head.  

except for the fact we almost died because of it. well. fiction is very different from reality. 

"shut the fuck up."

as you share laughs beneath the moonlight, you fail to notice an ashy figure watching the three of you in the distance—red smears and shards of glass decorating its body.

oh and would you look at that.

it has the polaroid of you three in its hand. 

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We love soft wholesome Trevor content 🍵

AAAAAAA SWEET TREV IS MY FAV

trevor had barely made it past the locker room door before he sank to the bench to catch his breath. his hands were sore, his arms and legs shaky, and his head was spinning from the exertion of the day.

this week ─ let alone today, had been exhausting. hard practices, early morning and long workouts had started to get to trevor's mental and physical wellbeing. he doesn't remember the last time where he hadn't went to bed exhausted. but, in good news, practice was cancelled for the weekend so he could finally take a few days off.

trevor sat there for a moment, feeling the weight of fatigue pulling at him. he took deep breaths, trying to steady his racing heart and sore muscles. as he started to regain his composure, he decided to head to the parking lot to clear his mind.

as he stepped out into the parking lot, he was greeted by the cool breeze of the evening. his car was parked not too far away thankfully, and he made his way towards it, ready to head home and finally relax. but as he approached his car, he noticed someone leaning against it.

he spotted you waiting for him. you were leaning up against his car and holding his favorite fast food in one hand and a drink in the other. the unexpected sight caused his heart to race, and he momentarily forgot about the soreness in his legs and the exhaustion that had sapped all his energy away.

trevor couldn't help but smile, despite his deep exhaustion. your presence was a welcome sight, and he couldn't deny that he had missed you during this busy week.

you grinned back at him as he dropped his bags on the floor and engulfed you a big hug. you could sense his exhaustion and you could tell he needed that hug. you brought your hands up to his hair which relaxed him more.

you laughed softly, "you're gonna squish the food, trev."

"don't care, just need you." he mumbled in your shoulder as he sighed. your touch had brought his stress levels down multiple levels, the soreness in his back and legs suddenly fading into you.

[isa-ghost]

do u have pissa hcs

YES I have one set here (platonic/deathduo) and a second here (more Missa-centric, based on my fic)

qPhil headcanons masterlist

Because you requested Pissa, these will jump between /p and /r though,, I guess most people would prob assume as much from a qpr LOL. I will definitely be referring back to ones I made in that blue set.

Phil is a damn good kisser and it lives in Missa's head rent free

But Missa's lips are soft as hell and that lives in Phil's head rent free so actually they're both winning here

It's no secret Missa's down abysmal. He wants Phil the way Fitza has had each other. Phil knows he has a romantic crush, he does not know he is desired that carnally.

Missa has an innate talent for unintentionally reminding Phil how nice it is to be hugged and held and physically loved, especially when dealing with extensive amounts of stress

Dare I say they are the "babe hold my flower" "I've got your flower babe, go kick their ass" couple. And that works both ways, they will both hold the flower AND beat someone's ass

It took a long time for Phil to get fully comfortable with it, but he trusts Missa enough to help him preen his feathers and take care of his wings

Speaking of wing care, Missa is going to be so horrified and guilty at the sight of Phil's wings post-possession bc he wasn't there to help Phil :) It's not his fault, but he'll think so anyway, just like Phil does with things <3

Phil has yet to see Missa genuinely pissed off at something for an extended period of time but those who have known him longer like Roier have told him stories and he wants to see it SO BAD. Angry life partner hot.

Phil absolutely loves how easy it is to fluster Missa. And it's not only easy bc of the crush. Which makes Missa SO salty bc if Phil could understand Spanish well enough, oh my god the shade of red Missa could make him turn.

THEIR COMMUNICATION. AAAAAAA. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO GET PHIL TO FUCKING SPILL HIS GUTS WHEN HE'S ENDURING THE HORRORS?? AND YET HE'LL VENT TO MISSA NO ISSUE AS LONG AS MISSA COAXES IT OUT OF HIM. RAAAAHHHHH.

These two love holding hands so much. Top tier sign of affection to them. (They will die a little if it's pointed out /pos)

Phil can and will pick Missa up like he weighs nothing. And carry him. Missa will screech every time he's picked up without fail bc he's never expecting it. And then he'll swoon about how his husband can carry him so effortlessly.

They both can get jealous sometimes, which is funny bc it's never problematic, the moment the other clocks they're getting jealous they're dramatically all over each other like OoOuUuUHUSBAND

They have an unspoken competition to one-up each other with gifts every time one wakes up and does something without the other (Phil's winning)

*Slams fist on table* STARGAZING DATES. MISSA SERENADING PHIL. PHIL INFODUMPING ABOUT SPACE. RAAAAHHHH

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sev thank you for responding to my ask last time i love yukong too shes one of my favs <3 so like i thought about this before i went to sleep some fluff of my fav women yukong: her head is on your lap, and you're in your room, sunlight flitting through the curtains as you clean her fox ears with a fluffy ear pick. she purrs and her tail twitches slightly at the sensation, and she rubs her face against your palm when you scratch the base of her ears. shes fierce and stern at work, but on the weekends, she unwinds once in a while, showing this side to you and you only. "work has been so stressful. thank you," yukong whispers. she reminds you of a kitten as she curls up in your lap, and you cant help but place a soft kiss on her nose. her nose scrunches up adorably, and you let out a tinkling laugh as you run your fingers through the fur of her tail. natasha: "you idiot," natasha reprimands, but you can still hear the love in her voice. you feel her soft hands through the latex gloves as she takes her time to dress the wound on your back. as she cleans the gash with an antiseptic, you gasp as it stings horribly, but the pain subsides as natasha places apologetic kisses all over your bare skin. you know her well enough to understand what shes trying to tell you, to be brave, that she loves you, and to never, ever get into danger again. himeko: you melt as fingers massage your scalp in all the right ways, because youve been with himeko for as long as you can remember, and she knows every single way to make you feel good. himeko hums as she washes your hair with her shampoo, and you sigh as you catch the scent of it. it smells like roses. it smells like her, like home. home is where himeko is, and wherever she goes, you follow. youve travelled on the astral express with her, through worlds, through galaxies, and you would easily do it again in a heartbeat. "thank you for staying by my side," himeko murmurs, and you lean back against her, eyes closed, as she rinses the shampoo out of your hair.

kafka: her front is pressed against your back, one of her hands is wrapped around your waist, the other on top of your right as she teaches you how to hold a bow properly. her head resting against your shoulder, she moves her hands with yours, placing the bow on the violin strings as you struggle to play a note. you grimace as the violin lets out a shriek, but kafka chuckles, "look, youre a natural."

rmb to rest well! yours, cookie anon <3

🍪 the way you are holding up the fluff economy on this blog LANJXMDOSKS this is so cute 🥺🥺🥺

ear care with yukong….. SHDJKDKDDKKD i feel like that could be such an intimate activity among foxians? like grooming is with cats. usually it’s something reserved for family members, but yukong loves and trusts you enough to let you care for a comb her ears and tail 🥺🥺🥺 it’s so relaxing for her and she just absolutely melts into the bed 😭😭😭 someone show this senior citizen some love frfr

AAAAA TASHA 🥺🥺🥺 she’s so overworked but she’ll always have time for you, you’re always her top priority. seeing you in pain hurts her too, so she always wants to take care of you. but if you keep getting hurt like this she’s gonna have to go out with you on patrol 😤😤😤 nobody wants to mess with the doctor with a rocket launcher after all LMAO

this ‘meko is similar to one i wrote before !!! not sure if it was you who requested it but bathing with himeko is so 💕💕💕 she’s SO good with her hands which is beneficial in other ways but also she gives KILLER massages… by the time she’s done massaging the shampoo into your hair and scalp it feels like you’ve ascended LMAO if she’s massaging other parts of your body it feels just as good. good luck moving later because it’ll feel like she massaged all the tension out of your body so you can’t move 😌😌😌

AAAAAAA LEARNING VIOLIN WITH KAF ??? i think she’ll appreciate if you really do put in the effort, even if you’re not that good at it. it shows that you care about what she cares about and it makes her killer heart flutter 💕💕💕 she’s such a patient teacher too, she doesn’t snap when you get something wrong, instead guiding you to the right way. her PRAISING also helps… like she’d be running her mouth the whole damn time, telling you how well you’re doing and how maybe one day the both of you could play a duet….. she’s so down bad for you it’s CRAZY

[hypnoneghoul]

I LOVED THE RAIN AND MOUNTAIN PISS FIC AAAAAAA can u pretty please do a swisstom one 👀

700 words, needy phantom, kinda mean swiss, piss, bit of degradation, name calling, licking, blow job, cum on da face

“Oh, you want it bad, don’t you?” Swiss teased, rubbing a thumb over his flushed cheek. “So desperate to get soaked.”

“Please,” Phantom whined, eyes fluttering as he leaned into the other’s touch. “Need it, Swissy.”

“I know you do. You’re just a needy little whore,” he chuckled. His fingers trailed over the soft skin of Phantom’s cheek and into his hair, black and white curls tangling around Swiss’ digits. He grabbed a hold of them and pulled gently, just to tilt the quintessence ghoul’s head back.

The young ghoul let out a wanton moan as he shuddered in Swiss’ grip. He laughed when he saw his cock kick pathetically and let go of him. Phantom cried out, “Swissy, please, gimme…”

Swiss bent down, leaned in close and licked a fat stripe up Phantom’s face, purring. “A slut for piss. My piss.”

“Soon, baby.” He grabbed his jaw, squeezing so Phantom’s mouth would fall open. Not that he needed to force him to do so, the quintessence ghoul’s tongue lolled out the second he gathered Swiss’ intention. He stayed like that, drool dripping off the appendage, when Swiss pulled his hands back to get his, more than half hard, cock out.

Soon enough Phantom was whining and moaning like a true whore, begging for the multi ghoul to stop teasing him and finally shove it down his throat. “Please, please, Swissy, gimme, I can make you feel good, please, I’ll be good…”

“Oh, baby,” he cooed. “I know you will. You want your reward too much.”

“Yeah, I d– do,” Phantom breathed out, nodding just a bit too eagerly.

“Go on, then.” Swiss put the very tip of his dick onto the other’s tongue and he whimpered when the saltiness of Swiss’ pre made his taste buds explode. Phantom dived in, then, taking all of the multi ghoul’s cock to the very hilt, fighting against his gag reflex. He might've been good at taking dick, but Swiss’ was by no means small.

“Fuck, bug…” he moaned himself, weak for Phantom’s mouth just as he was for his cock. He wouldn’t last long, but he was way past being ashamed of that.

The quintessence ghoul went all in, licking, sucking, pulling off to focus on the head and then deep throating him all over again, making Swiss go near crazy. He tried so very hard to keep his composure, only letting a few praises escape his lips once in a while. The multi ghoul pulled Phantom off only as he felt himself nearing the edge and shushed him when he whimpered pathetically.

“Pretty little slut,” he spat, grabbing himself and jerking off roughly, aiming straight at Phantom. He caught on and closed his eyes, waiting. He didn’t have to for long, though. Soon enough Swiss groaned and started to cum, shooting all over the quintessence ghoul’s pretty face. Phantom moaned at the feeling and taste when some of the pearly ropes hit his tongue, but it was not what he wanted. At least not everything.

“Please, please, please,” he babbled, on the verge of crying. Swiss thought his tears would mix beautifully with the cum already splattered on his face.

“Relax.” The multi ghoul grabbed the base of his softening cock. “You’ve earned it, baby.”

With those words the stream started and Swiss’ sigh of relief was drowned out by the most ruined little noise Phantom made as piss washed over his shoulders and chest, flowing hotly down to his painfully hard cock. He grabbed himself with a shaky hand and started stroking so fast and hard Swiss thought it must’ve been painful. The multi ghoul continued to piss on him, praises spilling from his lips as he watched Phantom get completely ruined under him.

It took him just a few short moments to tense up and start cumming all over as he folded in on himself and breathed heavily. Swiss smirked, taking in the debauched image of the young ghoul before he knelt down into the puddle of piss and cum and wrapped his arms around Phantom.

“Good boy,” he praised as Phantom was coming down. “Did so well for me.”

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Diluc General Relationship Headcanons

diluc x gn reader

summary: how lulu acts when in a relationship with you <3 (i was gonna do my rqs but this mans will not leave my brain so here's a bunch of thoughts abt my favorite blorbo)

warnignsbs: physical touch, mayyybee ooc(?) i dont think so but idk, lemme know if i missed any but i think that's it

he,,, hE,,,,,,, I LOVE HIM AAAAA

very very kind as a lover. always wants to make sure that you're happy and safe and comfortable and everything else when he's in a relationship with you.

he's a bit awkward since he's probably never been in a relationship before. pls reassure him that he's doing good and that your happy with him because he's constantly unsure of himself.

loves loves loves giving you gifts. gives you free drinks at the tavern (alcoholic or non-alcoholic, whichever you want). gives you expensive items he found at shops (mans is rich af he would absolutely spend a ton of money for you). gives you anything he happens to come across that reminds him of you. he just likes to spoil you.

does those cheesy romantic things you always see in novels since he's pretty new to relationships. im talking he takes you on candlelit dinner dates, he says sappy romantic phrases, all the stuff.

dislikes pda, but will do things like hold your hand or occasionally wrap his arm around your waist if he's feeling bold enough. also gives you quick little forehead kisses when noone's watching.

gets flustered super easily. if you so much as flirt with him, his face instantly becomes as red as his hair. always tries to hide his face with his hands whenever this happens.

likes to spend time with you. he's busy a lot of the time, so any time he has off is guaranteed to be spent with you.

his sleep schedule is WACK considering his tendency to overwork himself and then his whole darknight hero stuff on top of that, but whenever he does actually get to bed at a decent time, please cuddle with him. he loves holding you, and he's naturally all nice and warm and cozy which makes you just wanna snuggle up to him and lay your head on his chest and cuddling with him is just sUCH AN AMAZING EXPERIENCE AAAAAA

likes hearing your voice. he's not usually one for small talk, but he'll make an exception for you. he thinks your voice is heavenly.

wraps his coat around you whenever you're cold. you don't even have to ask, he just places it over your shoulders if he sees you shiver. doesn't want you to get sick with a cold!

gives the best hugs. he's just so comfy to lean on and he's so warm and it feels like sitting in front of a fireplace on a cold day whenever he hugs you and it's just so cozy aaaaaaa <33333

he lets you pet his eagle. makes sure it knows your friendly and doesn't peck you.

makes you hot cocoa and cuddles with you by the fireplace on cold days. idk i just think he'd like to laze around with you during the chilliest winter days.

^^^ also makes you a nice warm meal on these days. wants it to be as cozy as possible for you, so he makes an absolutely exquisite meal for you to enjoy using what culinary skills he has.

overall very kind and caring and soft for you. adores and treasures everything about you. he's so happy he gets to be with you. he loves you more than anything else in the world, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

bonus: kaeya teases him for being head over heels in love with you whenever he visits the tavern. diluc makes him pay 4x the price for his drinks to get back at him.

a/n: diluc my beloved,,,, <333333333,,,, i love this man sm he is so,,,,,, AAAAAAAAAAA,,,,,,, HE,,,,, HE IS SO,,,,,,,, i want to kiss this man passionately on the lips

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ok but the silver hatchling not letting go of adaine once its time for actual bedtime and their parents are trying to go “you’ll see auntie adaine in the morning dear”

but then adaine goes “me and oisin can take them for the night, right oisin?”

and that’s how oisin ends up with a hatchling in his nest in between him and adaine

and by the morning hatchling is as clingy to oisin as they were with adaine just a few hours ago and they spend breakfast and basically the entire day attached to one of their hips

i can also see the hatchling being balanced on oisin’s head so they can be a “big dragon” like oisin is and adaine is worrying he’ll drop the baby and oisin is trying to sooth her while also still balancing the small babe in his head by saying “i have feather fall prepared don’t worry.”

and adaine goes “when we have a hatchling of our own you most certainly aren’t going to be doing this.”

and that’s how he gets cornered by the older family members the elves and the ones of dragon lineage, because adaine mentioned having kids with him

and that’s a separate conversation to the general “hurt her we kill and resurrect and kill you again speech he got a few nights ago”

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Oh my god, yes, I love this, thank you for indulging me in this.

So the thing I need to say first is that my approach to oisaine/inkblade is that Oisin has been obsessed with Adaine since day one and has had baby fever since like. The second week of freshman year. He'd be sitting behind her in class, admiring how the light made her hair look like gold, while he brainstormed baby/hatchling names in his notebook. So the moment he sees her actually holding a dragonborn hatchling (even if the scale color isn't right), he is THERE. One moment he's chatting with her cousin about some territorial dispute between clans, then Adaine blinks and he is at her shoulder, staring down at her and her baby cousin and he Does Not Leave.

And Adaine's a smart girl, if she didn't know about his whole. . . thing already (he has NEVER mentioned the list of baby names he still has hidden in his hoard), then his reaction at the reunion is a dead giveaway. And yeah, maybe she takes advantage of a clingy cousin to mess around with her boyfriend a bit, but it's all in good fun and the hatchling's parents are thrilled to have the night off.

It takes a while for the hatchling to warm up to Oisin (scary and strange dragonborn! danger!! but smells like family?? confusing???) and they keep leaning out of Adaine's arms to sniff Oisin or poke at his fins before very quickly retreating back to the safety of their cousin. At one point they bite Oisin, probably his hand when he tries to touch Adaine, but their teeth are still so small that it's just really adorable seeing them try to break through a nearly grown dragonborn's scales. And yes, by morning, the hatchling is just as clingy with Oisin; there's a point where the poor kid is looking desperately between Oisin and Adaine trying to decide who they want to be held by and they compromise by being in Oisin's arms and holding Adaine's hand.

The hatchling climbing all over Oisin aaaaaaa!! The thing about dragonborn hatchlings is that they're pretty sturdy compared to the (physically) softer races like elves, so Oisin isn't really worried about the hatchling falling but still keeps feather fall stocked just in case (and also because he doesn't want to be murdered by parents who see their child hit the ground, even if said child is totally fine).

For Adaine, this whole experience is to see how well Oisin handles that kind of responsibility (and if he can let go of his possessiveness enough to not see a child as a threat to her). He followed the parents' bedtime routine, didn't mind the hatchling being in their bed, did great at helping the kid eat dinner and breakfast (it was gross seeing him feed strips of raw meat and egg to her cousin, but Adaine has seen Fabian people eat far worse), and answers the endless questions even if he struggles with the language barrier mixed with babytalk. The whole "acting like a jungle gym" thing is. . . worrying, but she can probably break him of that habit. Maybe.

That one little offhand comment though. . . It's her own fault. She shouldn't have said that in the dining room, where family members were still finishing up breakfast. The next thing she knows, the hatchling is safely back with their parents and Adaine and Oisin are neatly corralled into separate rooms to receive multiple talks at once.

Adaine gets the "you're too young to have kids" and "are you sure he's the one" and "you know, I've been widowed 7 times, I can give you some tips" and "I've carried a few dragonborn pregnancies and this is what you NEED to know" talks. Oisin, in the other room down the hall where he is surrounded by many very intimidating and powerful magic users, gets the "hurt her and we'll do far worse than kill you" and "you know you'll be marrying into our family and not the other way around, right" and "how dare you think you're good enough for her" and "here are my tips on helping her conceive an egg in EXCRUCIATING detail" and "you need to propose first, the wedding should be here" talks.

This all culminates in Grandma Abernant, the family matriarch, calling them both into her greenhouse/gallery/tearoom, where she has them sit with her under the suspended skeleton of her late silver dragon wife and in front of the giant mural of her and her wife, all to give them a very long and rambly lecture about marriage and love and parenting and extending lifespans with magic (Wait, what? Adaine asks. Her grandma does not elaborate.), with several long tangents about her different marriages and how she'll fade away one day and leave the family to Adaine's care (WAIT, WHAT? Adaine demands. Her grandma still does not elaborate.) and exactly what it's like to carry and birth a dragonborn hatchling (Please stop talking, Adaine begs. Her grandma does not stop talking.) and Adaine and Oisin have to redirect her back to the main topic several times. She's like 8,000 years old, give her a break.

That whole conversation ends with Grandma Abernant giving them her blessing and demanding to see a wedding and grandchildren within the next century. Adaine, who is used to old elves not understanding the passage of time, agrees. Oisin is still stuck on the extending lifespans part. Can they get back to that?

Adaine and Oisin are in college here, at the absolute oldest, but now they're apparently engaged and planning their family?? How did they end up here.

(Oisin is thrilled. He's finally gonna get to use his baby name list!)