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gabriel-xander · 1 month ago

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Don't Forget

[Sans x Female!Reader]

25: Tickle His Jiggling Bone

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Putting the last item on the shelf, you sigh in satisfaction while folding up the cardboard box. You’re not often the one who has to stock up the shelves, but Pollux, your boss(?), seemed really down and slumpy today, so you took it upon yourself to help him out.

You didn’t know this about him, but his body is, apparently, not very solid and corporeal. He can morph his body to whatever shape he wants, which explains his humanoid features first since he has seen them in human storybooks.

As of right now, his clothes had piled onto the floor while his body was a black blob on the counter. He would manifest a little baby hand to scan the customer's items, bag them, and take their gold. His face was just 2 white dots for eyes that occasionally blinked so cutely.

Yeah, you don’t know. He seems a little sad. You want to ask him what’s wrong, but it’s been surprisingly busy so you haven’t had the time.

You stack the folded cardboard boxes behind the aisle flush against the wall, taking a mental note to throw those out later. There’s a chime at the door, signaling another customer coming in. You look to see who it is, smiling because she’s actually a regular here.

It was one of the bunny monsters named Callimare (no, not the same bunnies from Snowdin), she was really sweet and giggly, and you two became fast friends. She is a white bunny who dresses very femininely and is the embodiment of “girl,” you don’t know how else to describe her. Her name also sounds familiar to something else, but you can’t quite put your finger on it. She’s so little, even by monster standards, barely reaching up to your waist.

[And that is saying something, considering how short YOU are. / Though you are rather tall, it doesn’t help her out when every other monster is taller than her still. / You think you’re pretty average in height, but it still doesn’t help out the poor bunny monster in comparison.]

Callimare smiles widely and bounces towards you, smelling of pleasant vanilla flowers and sugar.

Ugh, what a cutie.

“Oh, good afternoon, [Y/n],” She greets softly, making you feel loved, “I see Mr. Geminorum is feeling down again. What happened this time?”

…Geminorum? Like Gemini? Like the Gemini constellation? Ahh, Undertale is so clever with naming.

“This is normal behavior for him, then?” You ask her, peeking a glance at the blob.

“Hmm, I suppose it is. His grandmama must’ve given him an earful again, that’s usually what gets him so down,” Callimare gestures for you to bend over so she can whisper closely, “You didn’t hear it from me, but she is the super strict type! Even though the store has been better under Mr. Geminorum’s care, she treats him badly because she still sees the store like it’s her territory…!”

Oh dang. You were under the impression that the old lady who ran the place was a sweet lady since Red Bird gave you a good impression of her. Maybe it’s only towards Pollux? if so, then that’s just sad. That man is so sweet and kind, always being considerate of your feelings and the customers. He’s gotten the hint already that you weren’t interested in him in that way, and he started treating you more normally and happily accepted your friendship.

The customers, new or regular, always treat him kindly too because of how nice Pollux is. To think he gets mistreated by his own family is sad and makes you bitter. You’re lucky that you were able to distance yourself from a toxic family when you were on the surface, but you know it’s not that easy for everyone else.

You frown while looking at the blob that is Pollux, “Poor guy… Maybe we should take him out somewhere after our shift to cheer him up…”

Callimare beams with a smile, “Yes, that’s a wonderful idea! Maybe we can hit uptown Snowdin and go to Grillby’s!”

Oh, boy. It’s not like you want to risk going anywhere else, so you’ll just deal with it. It IS Monday too, so there won’t be a lot of people there… hopefully.

“Yeah, that sounds great. And hey,” You grin mischievously and poke her forehead, “We should invite Snowmill, too. You guys can totally bond and get closer.”

Madly, magically, the bunny blushed pink and it showed through her white fur. Her paws hide her face as she shakes her head.

“H-He and I… He and I are just… friends…”

You deadpan, “Girl, be so fucking for real.”

“So blunt…!”

“You two are so clearly into each other, and from what I know, it’s mutual and really healthy,” You raise an eyebrow, “I don’t understand why you’re wasting time pretending it’s not real.”

She pouts slightly and lowers her hands, fiddling with her pink dress, “Well… it’s… scary. What if we’re better as friends than we would be as a couple? You’ve heard of that, yes? People who are great as friends, but terrible as partners for each other.”

You do understand that, actually. You can’t say you’ve personally experienced it, but you can still understand what she means. You’ve had a few friends before who were great friends, but were a terrible friend to you.

In another case, your adoptive mother.

She was a great friend to you but was a terrible mother.

But… You wouldn’t give up the experience of knowing her for the world. Maybe you would’ve been better for it, but it also taught you a lot, good and bad.

“I get that. I really do. I just…” You shake your head, patting her head, “Are you more content to just staying friends never knowing if it would’ve been worth it? Even if–IF it doesn’t turn out great in the end, does it mean it’s not worth it at all?”

Callimare looks down at her feet, thinking over what you said with reverence. Fortunately (or unfortunately) for her, the bell chimes again with a new customer coming in. You don’t even have to check who it is to know. If Callimare is here, then so is the second regular.

A dog-type monster with red and grey coloring walks in like he owns the place. He was the embodiment of a skater boy, which you think is perfect for the fact that Callimare is so ballerina-coded. This cliche shit just writes itself, you swear. He was really quiet, but not with Callimare. You think in another life, they would’ve been so Mitsuri and Obanai coded, you love them so much. They’re so obviously in love.

You move away when the dog monster makes his way towards the bunny monster, keeping your senses keen to listen in to their conversations. You walk to the counter and stand in front of Pollux.

Poor baby,

You lean over and cross your arms on the counter, resting your cheek against your arms as you smile at the smokey blob.

“Hey there, champ,” You grin, “How’re you feeling?”

“Mmh…”

“Yeah, I know. You free after we close? Callimare and I are planning to go to Grillby’s to hang out,” You look back at her and her boy toy, “She might invite Snowmill, too. You up for it?”

His little dot eyes blink up at you. He’s speaking without a visible mouth, but you’ve gotten used to magic being the explanation for everything.

“That’s so nice of you… Wish I could, but I have to do inventory tonight,” He sighs, his blob form slumping even further, “Sorry… Wish I-”

“-Don’t apologize, Pollux. We can always go tomorrow, or another day, right? We don’t have to hang out only on my workdays,” You huff with irritation, “If Marcine was here, we wouldn’t have to worry so much about inventory. You weren’t kidding when you said she wasn’t reliable.”

He chuckles softly, “Yeah, I think she’s avoiding you.”

Dang.

“Oh, well. I don’t really care. You’re great enough, you know?”

His weird blush shows up again, “Wednesday… We can all hang out on Wednesday, right?”

You nod eagerly, “Yeah, Wednesday! it’s my day off, so it’ll be perfect.”

“Hey… Can you turn around for a sec?”

You raise an eyebrow, doing as he says, “Uh… sure?”

In doing so, you get a good view of Snowmill talking with Callimare. Her fluffy cheeks were dark red as she nervously played with the hem of her dress. Snowmill is like a nonchalant dreadhead or something because he has a stone-cold expression. Though his hands were behind his back, they were slightly shaking so maybe he was just as nervous as her.

How cute, you want that for you.

Pollux clears his throat, signaling you to turn around. Lo and behold, your precious Pollux was back to his humanoid form, fitting properly into his clothes with that awkward smile on his face.

“Sor–Erm, I know I wasn’t myself just now, but I’m-I’m good now.” He clears his throat and jerks his head towards Callimare and Snowmill, “Those two will be a while like always, so we can clean up a little.”

“Thanks, boss!”

His blush ten-folds, “You don’t have to keep calling me that…!”

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Since Pollux was doing inventory tonight, you didn’t have to help close for tonight. To your surprise, Sans was waiting for you right outside, leaning by a tree nearby with his eyes closed. You wonder if he’s actually catching a few Z’s or if he’s only resting his eyes.

You clear your throat, your second suspicious being correct since he doesn’t look surprised at your arrival. He pushes himself off the tree and winks.

“you look like you’re in a good mood,” He comments in a soft tone.

You shrug your shoulders, “I guess I am. I finally got plans with my work friends, so now you can’t call me a loner anymore, bone boy.”

“wow, that is cause for a celebration. but also so sad for me,” Sans puts a hand to his forehead like he’s a Victorian man who just caught sight of a maiden’s ankle, “now i’m the loner, we can’t be loners together anymore.”

You roll your eyes, “Anywayyy, you never come here after I get off work, is everything okay? Did something happen?”

The skeleton puts his hands in his pockets, shifting his weight to one leg, “and here i was trying to keep it light and casual.”

“Much appreciated, but you should know by now that I’m a little smarter than that,” You try to soften your expression despite your growing anxiety, “Come on, Sans. We can be honest with each other, right? You can tell me what’s wrong.”

He nods, suddenly his smile strained and anxious. Sans has always been smiling around you, though sometimes it’s less forced, and sometimes it’s barely there, but it never goes away. It makes it hard to discern his expression (especially because he’s not a fucking cartoon skeleton, it still freaks you out) or read him properly, but his strange eye sockets give him away each time.

“Hey, if you’re not ready to tell me-”

“-no, no that’s not it…” He sighs heavily, though you can’t see his breath in the cold for obvious reasons, “there’s something i needa show you, it’s related to my old man. you haven’t had any other dreams about him, right?”

Wait, does he mean Gaster? So he found some other lead about him? You know Sans told you he’d look into it, but you didn’t think he’d find something so soon.

“No, I haven’t had any other dreams about him, none that I remember anyway,” You’re a little nervous and excited if you’re honest, “You need to show me something then? Lead the way, Sans.”

“right, well… it’s in my workshop, so let’s get going.”

HIS WORKSHIP?? THE WORKSHOP?! Oh fuck, so it’s serious serious?!

“Are we not gonna take a shortcut?”

“uhh, nah, i–wanna stall as long as possible.”

…Yeah, okay, fair enough.

“Wanna hear about my day, then?” You ask him, “Callimare and Snowmill were flirting again today, but you won’t believe what happened to poor Pollux.”

“isn’t that the guy who likes you?”

“I think he’s gotten over his crush by now, bone boy. But yes, that’s who I’m talking about. You know that twink form he has going on? Apparently, it’s not even his real form! He can manipulate it to whatever he wants!”

You’re so good at talking about nothing for a long time, it’s a great talent you had to learn to be perceived as normal by society. You want to think you helped calm the atmosphere with your yapping as you two made it back to uptown Snowdin. It’s not that late when you get off work, though it doesn’t matter since you can’t tell time due to it always looking bright outside.

Still, the monsters can tell a lot better than you, you suppose that’s why there aren’t many out and about. It IS a Monday, after all, hating Mondays is still a universal thing even in the Underground.

“Should we have dinner first so Papyrus isn’t staring out of his window longingly, wondering when his family will return from the war?” You ask as you two near his house.

“that’s an oddly specific scenario, but yeah, good idea. what i have to tell you… we’re gonna both need time to process.” He answers ominously because he understands nothing about keeping it chill all of a sudden.

“You’re so emo.”

“hey.”

“But fine, we can wait until after dinner. What is your brother making tonight?”

“uhh… i think he called it a spaghetti taco?”

No fucking way…

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You get dressed into something more comfortable by the time Sans has put Papyrus to bed. You’re starting to see a trend here with doing important things after Papyrus’ bedtime. You feel a little bad about it, you don’t want to treat him like he’s actually an incompetent child. That’s one of the things you never liked Sans doing in the game, you don’t want to start making it a habit too.

“hey,” Sans, the man of the hour, appears suddenly at the bottom of the staircase, “you ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be. Does your brother know we’re stepping out?”

“no, but it’s not important if he does. ‘sides, my workshop is right around the corner.”

You squint at him. You know what he did. “Why do I feel like you’re setting me up for a pun again?”

“hehe, why don’t you come with me and see?”

Suspicious ass laugh–the fuck he think he is?

You follow after Sans, letting him lead you even though you know where the workshop is. You close the door quietly behind yourself, following him to behind the house. You made sure to sigh heavily to let Sans know you were not amused with his pre-emptive pun from earlier.

The door looked worn out and lightly covered in snow. There’s a recent track in the snow of the door being opened, and the doorknob was clean, too. To your surprise, Sans doesn’t pull out a key to unlock it, probably because he knew you two would be back here soon anyway. He opens the door for you and gestures for you to go in first, so you do.

The light is dim when you go in, it was pretty clean and tidy- more than you were expecting anyway. The blueprints were still on that counter, as well as the large, purple blanket draped over that suspicious structure.

You could be wrong, but you don’t remember being two beanbags in this room. They’re close to the broken machine, sitting across from each other. Could it be that Sans added them? Either way, you take a seat on the dark blue one because the other one is bright pink and you think it’ll be funny to see Sans sit in it.

Speaking of, he closes the door behind himself and locks it, making you nervous. You wait for him to sit down, the pink beanbag being on the side of the room close to the counter with blueprints. Though, he gets something from one of the drawers before he sits. Looks like a notebook-

“so…” He sinks into the beanbag, “how’s the weather?”

…Heh?

“I mean, it’s alright. Same as usual, I think,” You smile, “Uhm, does small talk help you calm down?”

“no, not really. but… throw me a bone here, this is not… this isn’t the easiest thing to talk about, y’know?” Sans answers, looking at the covered machine, “i don’t even know where to start…”

You sit up the best you can, “You said earlier that it was about Gaster, so we can start from there?”

“that’s–probably one of the last things we should talk about. i’ll just… i guess i’ll just say it.”

Sans takes a deep breath and sits up as best as he can as well. He sets the notebook down on his lap and clasps his gloved hands on top of it. His smile is barely there as he’s struggling to maintain his facade.

Then, he pops the question.

“have you ever heard of alternate universes and timelines?”

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jellyclogs · 1 year ago

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Marco x reader Beach day

this is a fic i meant to post a little while ago but my inter net said no =(

Marco usually never regrets eating his devil fruit. He knows it has saved his ass so many times. He was sure he'd probably be dead by now without it but right now he hated it. He watched as his lovely wife swam haphazardly. He wanted nothing more than to dive in and join her.

He knew if he called out for her she'd come to him and abandon her swimming but he wouldn't do that to her. He knew she loved swimming, sometimes he wondered if she was part, Fishman. She was graceful in the water like it was her true home. He loved watching her but it hurt that he couldn't join her.

"Just put on some floaties and get out there already!" Ace grunted, he was tired of watching Marco pout. Honestly, the damned bird brain pissed him off with his love-sick puppy act.

"I'm not gonna ruin her fun," Marco sighed, " she would be too worried to enjoy herself if I did that." (Y/n) was a good swimmer but Marco doubted she would be able to tread water carrying him. He knew he was a tall man and he wasn't skinny, he cringed at the thought of her drowning trying to save him.

"Well, I think I'm going to join her." Thatch laughed, he would never even try to steal (y/n) from Marco but he wouldn't lie, he liked rubbing it in that he could swim with her.

"You are such a dick," Ace giggled like a teen girl.

"Don't even think about being touchy with her," Marco growled.

"What you gonna do swim out and hit me if I am?" Thatch jabbed, smirking at Marco's glare.

"Naw I don't think I'd have to," Marco huffed, " I think she'd punch you square in your jaw if you tried."

"He also could fly out and kick you," Ace added, "can't hold your breath forever man."

"Dang Ace, whose side are you on?" Thatch threw his arms up in surrender.

Ace gave the brunette a deadpan state for a moment, " (y/n)'s side."

"Yeah, that's probably smarter." Thatch admitted, "But what if she wants to get touchy Feely with me?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"Are you delusional?" Marco questioned, "Look rub it in that you can swim all you want but we all know (y/n). She doesn't do touchy Feely unless you're me, she is practically a cat."

"Guess that means your pussy whipped in more ways than one." Ace cackled.

"Oh cram it, you're just jealous I get pussy and you don't." Marco rolled his eyes.

"Well i'm Seriously Gonna go join her, it's way too hot out." Thatch groaned, leaving the two devil fruit users behind. The water was gonna feel great.

Thatch quickly waded out into the water, humming in relief at the cool water. He didn't swim like (y/n) but her enthusiasm for it was contagious. He watched as she dove under the water and did few rolls before coming back up for air. He couldn't help but smile, when she was in the water she was like an otter. He shook his head before diving under and swimming over to her.

"Is everyone ok hanging on the beach?" (Y/n) asked with her pretty smile.

"You mean is Marco still pouting?" Thatch corrected, "Oh,, and yes he is, he is like a love-sick puppy right now."

(Y/n) rolled her eyes, " Don't be dramatic," she slashed Thatch, " he's a grown man he can handle me swimming about for an hour or two."

"You know I don't blame him," Thatch smiled, " if I were him I'd hate not being able to join in on something my wife loved to do much. Siriusly watching you Swim is..." Thatch tried to think of the right word before landing on, " mesmerizing, you just are so at peace out here."

"It would be better with him," she smiled, " but I just can't help how at home I feel in the water. It just feels right."

"OK I have to ask, and feel free to punch me for this but are you sure you're not part Fishman? Or like an otter mink or something?" Thatch braced himself to be hit.

(Y/n) just rolled her eyes splashing Thatch before heading for the beach. It was a running gag on the ship that she wasn't fully human. It didn't bother her, but sometimes it got on her nerves. As far as she knew she was fully human but who really knew?

She slowly made her way onto the shore. She felt wobbly from the rocking of the waves. She took care to take measured steps so she wouldn't fall on her ass. Her pace was slow but steady letting her equilibrium readjust to solid ground.

Marco smiled seeing his wife coming back to shore. The water dripped off of her and made her skin shimmer. Whenever she emerged from the water he always thought of her as a beautiful water nymph, gracing the land with her presents. He knew it was far too grand of an image but he couldn't help it. He watched her with a content smile.

"Can you toss me a towel?" she smiled as soon as her feet were entirely on dry sand. She still felt slightly wobbly but that would pass quickly.

Marco grabbed one of the folded towels beside him and tossed it to her, "you hungry? Been out there for a while." Marco asked as he got to his feet.

"I could use a snack," she toweled herself off ruffly drying her hair before finding a low-hanging branch to drape it over, " but I came back out to be with you. I was getting lonely without ya," she stuck her tongue out at him.

"Even with thatch out there?" Marco asked.

"Well if you want me to I can go swim with him but id rather sit here with you." (y/n) smirked watching Marco closely.

"Well no I think id rather have you hear." Marco hummed wrapping his arms around his wife from behind and pulling her into his chest, "Don't you have a book you're working through? Pretty hard to read if you're out swimming."

"Yeah your right about that," (y/n) hummed back hugging his arms close to her. "Bet id figure out a way though."

"Yeah but how much more comfortable would you be if you were sitting in my lap rather than struggling not to ruin your book." Marco swayed gently nuzzling his stubble into the crook of her neck.

"Well since you insist, I guess ill sit in your lap and enjoy reading my book." (y/n) spun out of Marco's arms, "but why don't we find some shade and grab some food?"

"I think that's a great idea," Marco kissed (y/n)'s cheek before pecking her lips. "In fact probably one of the best ideas I've heard all day."

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matrixxsystem · 6 months ago

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Luck Runs Out Part 10

After filling Raph in on the basics of what Leo had been dealing with for the past few days they all headed out with Usagi. Leo opened a portal into the hidden city, following Usagi into the East ends shopping district. He stopped outside a shop waiting for everyone to catch up and gestured to the door, it had two yokai in suits blocking the way in. There was a large sign above the door in glittery lights that read, "La Ruicko's" Usagi looked back to everyone as he spoke, "This is one of my personal favorites, I expect you all to be on your best behavior, this is my treat after all, so please remember that as you are being fitted. I cannot express with words along how grateful I am to have you all in my life.. So I hope this does it some justice." He gave the yokai a glance and they bowed their heads opening the doors for him, "This way." He said, taking Leos hand and leading them all inside, it almost looked like in lobby of a fancy high end hotel.. A small frog yokai in a neat black suit waddled up to the group with a much much taller man walking behind him. It looked like a human, a very tall man with broad shoulders and dark skin. He had dark dreads that were tied back out of his face save for a few bright yellow ones on either side of his face. He was in a suit too, probably just to show that their sizes ranged and could fit even human disguises.. He glanced to the group, his eyes landing on Raphael for just a moment longer then the rest and there was a hint of a smile before he straightened his posture, leaning down and extending his hand for the frog to climb aboard.

Once he was eye height with Usagi he gave a big smile, "Mr.Tomogui! It's so good to see you again! I so hope you've enjoyed your last purchase! What brings you in today hm? And with such a colorful group no less!" Usagi's expression didn't shift much, "Yes, we have an event this evening and I understand its a little short notice, but we need yukatas for everyone." The frog smirked a little giving a glance to the group, "You understand our fees for rush orders correct?" Usagi still kept his unamused expression, "I do. I was hoping not to spend over 30 but if it comes to more then so be it." Mikey tilted his head, "30 dollars?" The frog let out a loud, boisterous laugh, "Oh no, no no no, thirty hundred! Oh you're friends are so quaint and charming!" Usagi gave a little nod, "They are the few people I would consider to be like family to me." Everyone's jaws nearly hit the floor, Usagi was prepared to spend up to and even over three thousand dollars just for 7 outfits?? That'd be like 430 dollars per outfit- And I mean if they rounded that to 500 each that'd be like 3,500- Exactly how loaded was Usagi here?? And yes I did math for this joke because that's just how rich he is

"Excellent!!" The frog said with a clap of his cute little frog hands, "Right this way everyone! Mica here is my right hand man and will be assisting you all personally so go easy on him alright~" Gave a little wink and hopped off Micas hand, leading the group to one of the bigger rooms in the back, there was a small circular stage with a long curved couch on one side and three large mirrors on the other. "Go on now, have a seat, go on. I'll send Ikari right on over to assist you!" He waddled back outside the room and everyone hesitantly took a seat. Mica stood by the door quietly, I guess he was waiting for instructions or something, he really didn't seem that friendly or like he had much to say.. But he could also just be shy, it was indeed a mystery. After a moment a crane yokai, specifically a secretary bird, but they're pretty dang close to cranes so we're just gonna go with that. She came in wearing an intricate yukata that was a soft ocean blue, lined with a white and silver flower pattern, with a white obi tied around her waist and a darker blue kazari himo made with beads and what looked like gemstones that chimed with each step. And in contrast with her white feathers and black accents it looked incredible on her.. "Usagi-san," She said with a little smile, "I was hoping you would stop by again." Leo glanced over to him, getting a little jealous at the interaction but not saying anything since he knew Usagi didn't like anyone else like that. Usagi stood up and bowed his head a little, "Ikari-san, it's good to see you too. This is.." He gestured to Leo with a little smile, "My kareshi. Leonardo, and his family, Raphael, Donatello, Michelangelo, April and Casey. Please treat them as you would me." She nodded and glanced over to Mica. "Mica, take the three brothers with you and the pale one, I'll fit the rest." He nodded and looked over to Raph again, pulling one of the many curtains back for them to go into one of the conjoining rooms. They hesitantly got up and followed. Leo blushed a little hiding even more behind Usagi now that he had told her they were together, he wouldn't have minded much if he'd just said 'boyfriend' but the way it sounded when he spoke Japanese was just.. It hit different is all I can say.

Ikari stepped past Usagi and took Aprils hand, "You must be April, that is such a lovely name. One of new beginnings and positive change. For you, I see a pink base with white deutzia blossoms, with a light green obi and yellow tie. Disrobe behind the shoji, the divider." She pressed a panel on the wall and it lifted up revealing hundreds of different fabrics, she picked out the ones she'd thought about and grabbed a measuring tape from one of her pockets, tossing the rolls into a another compartment that'd reviled itself. April was still standing there, she'd gotten out of her jacket but seemed unsure about the rest. Ikari tilted her head to the side a bit confused if she'd had a misunderstanding, "Well? Come here, if you want them done in time we must go fast with this." She gently grabbed her arm leading her behind the divider, "Obviously I prefer you to keep undergarments on but to get good numbers clothes should be removed. Don't worry, I am well fed with my partner, I'm a professional after all dear" April sighed a bit and complied, "Y'know I've never been somewhere all fancy like this, didn't know this is how it went down, I mean I'm not complaining or nothin' just, y'know.." She nodded with a little chuckle as she took the measurements, "I do. There are smaller dressing rooms you will be using when the yukata is complete, I would not make a lady undress in front of her family or any dansei for that matter." April laughed a little at that, "Fair enough, and- I'm sorry if this sounds weird, I'm a human so I'm not all caught up on this but your feathers are so soft- Like- It is wild, do you use anything for it?"

"Rice water and aloe, I do not take offence. I was thinking something similar about you as well, it's not often I'm able to work with humans, or soft skin."

"Aww thank you, I use this amazing thing called Life FLO it's, so good- Next time we see each other I can bring you some!"

"I would like that very much, and I can arrange a container for you as well if you would like that."

"Uh yes!? Absolutely!"

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Mica had been going through a similar process with the others, getting everyone's measurements and selecting fabrics he deemed acceptable for them, sorting each roll into their own compartment any questions the had Mica answered, it seemed he just wasn't a big talker, he was really nice despite that though. He was gentle and patient, and he even smiled at Mikey's jokes and listened to Donnie lecture him on the importance of his yukata being made from certain fabrics only with a specific list of colors he would all to be used, he just nodded and even let Donnie look through the selection to make sure he was content with everything before Mica took it out and put it with his things. He didn't talk much but he listened and answered anytime he was asked something which was nice, he couldn't tell if Mica was being polite because it was his job, or because maybe he was just a nice guy who looked intimidating. Raph was last, he had been a bit nervous anyway for, some reason... Totally not because whenever Micas piercing blue eyes met Raph's he felt his heart skip a beat, or knowing Mica was going to have his hands so close against him to measure him.. Totally not that-

Raph didn't really have anything on today, save for the utility belt he always wore but he wasn't sure if that'd be a problem? Probably, he should be safe and take it off anyway and save them both the trouble.. He undid the belt and carefully removed it, hanging it over the dividers wall. Mikey popped behind the divider, since y'know, he didn't really respect privacy- "Hey Raphie, after this we should get food kay? Me an' Donnie wanna get boba tea!" Raph blushed a little, "Mikey-! Fine, we can see whats around here later just- Go sit back down-" Mikey smirked as he caught the expressions between the two, "Oh~ Well excuse me for interrupting~" He gave Raph a wink as if to say 'good luck' before heading back to the couch to gossip to the others. Raph let out a little sign and rolled his eyes. Mica just let out a soft chuckle, "You have an interesting family. Lift your arms please." Raph nodded and did as told, "Yeah you're tellin' me- Mikey's the youngest so he's.. Got a lot of energy heheh.." Mica nodded, gently sliding the tape down his arm, carful of his spikes and scars. "Its sweet, I used to have a younger sister who was very similar in personality. Personal space was a foreign concept to her hahah.. Oh- Sorry, I'm getting a bit side tracked here. Hold still." He wrapped his arms around Raph's waist passing the tape from on hand to the other and gently tugging as he pulled back. Mica read the numbers then glanced up to Raph, "May I ask how sharp your spikes are? And if you'd prefer to use something that wouldn't rip or if making openings would be better?" Raph was quiet for a moment his eyes stuck on Micas hands around his waist. "O-Oh! Right.. Well usually they rip through everything, My shell doesn't always but the ones on my shoulders almost always ruin my shirts.. Not sure what to do about it honestly.. They are kinda scary, maybe I should cover them up?" Mica gave a little shrug as he let go of the tape rolling it back up and writing the numbers down, "I don't think they're all that scary, I mean it's part of you, and you don't seem all that scary.." Raph blushed a little and smiled with a nervous chuckle, he'd never really been complimented before, well, by anyone other than his family at least, so he was at a loss for words. Mica set everything where it needed to be as Raph put his utility belt back on and joined everyone else, Mikey rushing to tease him about getting extra friendly with the staff. In each compartment the separate orders were placed, they each had a tag with the name and measurements of the person that it would be going to once finished. Those compartments were like mail shoots, being sent down to another level of the building all with the click of a button from the panel on the wall. It was an interesting system but it was very effective still.

After everyone had their things picked and measured it was all sent off and Mica led the group back to the other room. They'd all finished as well and April and Ikari were sitting on one end of the couch talking and laughing about something, while Leo and Usagi were cuddled up on the other end, Leo had his phone out showing a video to Usagi. Mikey ran over and dog pilled on Leo, "We're gonna get boba! Cause Mica said it'd be a little bit before anything's ready so we have time to go get snacks!!" Leo rolled his eyes and nodded, "Sounds good, though someone should probably stay incase we take too long." Donnie nodded and raised his hand a little as if in a class like he needed permission to speak of be called upon. "I volunteer Raph. He doesn't like boba anyways so.." Mikey gently slapped the back of Donnie's head, "Remember Dee we cannot just volunteer him because he might not enjoy it in the same way. "Although~" He looked at Raph nervously sitting beside them, fumbling with his fingers and glancing to Mica who was talking with Ikari, probably taking more orders or something since she seemed to be in charge of this section. "I think he'd like to stay, him and that dude got this vibe goin' yknow?"

"Not really no, I don't. But that doesn't matter too much, because I also don't care, so..." Mikey got up and went over to Ikari gently tapping her shoulder to get her attention, much like a child tugging at the sleeve of an adult. "Excuuuse me miss, but would it be alright if our big brother stayed here to make sure we don't take too long? I'm sure you'd have a way to get a hold of Usagi but just in case we split up while shopping around it would really help y'know?" She stared at him for a moment, unconvinced that's why he wanted Raph to stay behind, considering Mica had just told her, very quietly mind you, that the big red guy over there kept staring at him like lost puppy.. This was most likely related to that. She didn't mind though, despite looking intimidating and having to keep a professional air about herself she always enjoyed Usagi's company and was fairly close to Mica as well, enough that she could do him a favor like this, just this once at least. She nodded at Mikey, "Of course, we have a lounge area for customers just upstairs, and I'm sure Mica would be happy to chaperone and keep him company till your things are ready." Mikey excitedly nodded, already hatching several plans to get his brother and this new guy to talk more and eventually have feelings for each other then eventually start dating and then eventually get married and THEN eventually have kids and THEN-

Okay we're getting side tracked here, in fact, in the time to took Mikey to overanalyze this moment Donnie had already pulled him away and out of the store, down the street and towards a building that was designed to look like an old tea house. There was a big wooden sign carved with the name "老虎茶" with the carvings burned into the wood to make them darker and stand out. Leo tilted his head a little trying to read it, "Ro.. kou.. cha? Old tiger tea??" Usagi chuckled a little and shook his head, "It's Chinese not Japanese love, Lǎohǔ Chá. The Tiger's Tea. You were very close though." They pushed the gate open and saw a smallish courtyard with tables and chairs spread out, then a small shop behind it all. There were plants along the walls and posters filling in any bare spots, mostly about promotions or events going on in the area. Some in English and Chinese, others in a yokai scribble none of the turtles knew enough to decipher. Usagi stopped at the counter and took a few of the paper menus, handing them out to everyone. "Oh yeah we've ordered from here before-" Leo said as he glanced between the menu and the one behind the counter. Usagi nodded, "Yeah, this place delivers so when I'm too lazy to walk all the way here or try to get a ride this way it's pretty convenient." Mikey gasped a little as he read the menu "Ohmigosh wait wait wait- Look! They have flavored boba!!" Everyone got their orders ready and gave them to the panda yokai behind the counter, he looked so bored with everything it was almost enough to bring the whole vibe down, till there was the sound of drumbs? Out front two yokai, one robin and one sparrow, started gently banging on the drum they each had, slow getting louder and building to a quicker more intense pace. A small group of passer byes came in to see what the commotion was about and several people rushed to take their seats. They all looked a bit confused but after a moment the drums stopped and a mantis yokai in a fancy robe came out, a slightly taller lioness was behind him, she looked nervous, almost scared..

"Ladies, gentlemen, assorted guests! Please take in the greatest honor of viewing Naiya's performance with us in our shop. She has been working under me for near 20 years now and will be having her final show tonight at the festival before heading off to better things. Although I am sad to see her go I think her new calling is much more fitting for someone like herself. Give her a hand everyone!" Most people clapped or even cheered for her, but she really didn't look too happy.. Mikey tilted his head a little, getting a really shady vibe from that guy, weird.. The mantis turned towards the girl and whispered something, swooshing his long sleeves away with a huff as he left. She was in the center of the courtyard, dressed in a bedlah with all the colors of a raging fire. Along with cuffs on her tail that jingled when she stepped, her mane hair had been put into braids and tied back with matching flowers stuck in the hair. The lights around got dim as she struck a pose, music fading into the room as a she took the long yellow and red silks off from around her waist. Mikeys eyes lit up as he recognized the slow first movements, he might not be into this kind of music, but as someone who loved dancing himself, there's no way he wouldn't recognize a Dunhuang dance! Weird to combine Chinese dance with Arab fashion but having her dress in a more aesthetic way to bring in customers is understandable. It was also pretty weird that she didn't look excited though, but there was a very brief glimpse Mikey got. When the long skirt was kicked up as she spun he could see bandages on her feet, ones that were clearly too tight and causing her pain, no to mention they didn't look new.. There was suddenly a spark of anger where the whimsy of this experience had once been. He had to find out more, there was no way he could just go about his day now that this girl was clearly not being treated well considering the weird emphasis the owner used and how distressed she looked before putting her stage face on...

LRO Part 1 Part 11 (coming soon)

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shadow-says-hello · 2 years ago

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All Lights Are Off

Fandom: Wednesday

Summary: Wednesday is a lil bit bored, Enid went to hang with Yoko, and everyone is in their dorms. You share a dorm with Wednesday and Enid. Wednesday finished her novel, so she wants to entertain herself. I headcanon that Wednesday likes to scare people.

Lee!Reader Ler!Wednesday

Warnings: tickling, kind of a scary type theme

Fic below ✨

You lie on your bed, bored. Did Enid have to be with Yoko?!? Usually you and her loved talking and watching TikTok and playing music. All you heard was Wednesday tapping the keys on the typewriter and putting the papers in a tall pile.

Thing was sitting beside her, it looked like he was sleeping…? No one could ever tell. A few minutes later, Wednesday put the last piece of paper in the pile and closed the briefcase holding all the papers. She turned around to face you sitting on your bed on your phone, scrolling through the pointless for you page.

You looked up. “Oh hey Wednesday, did you finish? Congratulations.” You say, sounding very moody.

Wednesday stared at you.

“Why do you look so glum?” She asked.

“I’m bored. I’ve been waiting for you to finish so we could do something, like talk or maybe go for a walk…” you say, a little smile coming on your face.

“What is there to talk about?” Wednesday asked.

“I…uh…I dunno. Wanna play a game?” You ask.

“Sure.” Wednesday said, turning around and smirking. You didn’t know why she said yes, she usually would look coldly into your eyes and say no, and then you would do something with Enid instead. But she did.

You also had no idea what she was whispering to Thing, but you looked back at your phone and when you looked back up, Thing disappeared.

Then the lights shut off.

All lights were off.

Was Thing controlling the lights?

You turned on your phone flashlight. Wednesday was still sitting on the chair. And then out of absolutely nowhere, you were pretty sure that it was Thing who slapped the phone out of your hand and turning the flash off.

“Uhhh…Thing….Wednesday…? Was this part of your game…? Well, you’re scaring me…” you stutter.

You felt someone tapping your shoulder, making you jump. The touch was definitely Wednesday, you could tell by the nail.

“Wednesday!!!! Stop trying to scare me!!!” You turn around and DIDN’T see her shadow or silhouette. And then the lights flickered, when the lights came on real quickly you saw Wednesday at her side of the room.

Spooky.

Then the lights went out again, and you felt Wednesday tickling your sides with both of her hands.

You screamed loudly at the sudden touch. Especially because you thought Wednesday was far away from you, you didn’t understand how quick she got behind you. Odd.

But you knew only Wednesday could pull that off, she was scary like that.

You began to laugh, because duh, you were ticklish.

“WEHENEHSDAHAY! YOHOU FREHEAKEHD MEHEE OHOUT!” You shouted through laughter. Thing turned the lights back on, and you could feel Wednesday pulling at your shoulders and knocking you back on the bed.

Wednesday appeared to be…laughing too? You didn’t know she has a lot of fun making people scream and get scared, but she was giggling a little bit, it was cute.

And then Wednesday came around and sat on your waist, her hands were still squeezing your sides rapidly, sending you into hysterics. It tickles real badly.

Your heartbeat was pretty fast, but you enjoyed this experience with Wednesday a lot. You saw her tickle Enid before and thought it looked fun.

You tried to bat Wednesdays hands away, but dang, was she fast.

Wednesday leaned her head towards your belly. She then slipped her hands under your shirt and scribbled her quick and tickly nails across your stomach. Wednesday’s tickles were probably the worst you’ve ever received.

Wednesday pushed your shirt up just a little bit, took a gasp of air, and blew and absolute killer raspberry right over your belly button.

How did this go from being scared to being tickled to death? You couldn’t believe you got a raspberry, you never knew what it felt like, and you didn’t know how badly it tickled. You’ve only ever saw it happen with Enid.

You were howling, literally, that raspberry vibrated across your whole body.

When you thought Wednesday was finished with her raspberry assault, you were wrong.

Wednesday nibbled your stomach, making you release a series of loud squeals.

Now you know what it felt like when Wednesday did this to Enid.

It was fun. You would never admit that though.

“WEHEDNEHESDAHAY WHY AHRE YOHOU DOHOING THIHIS!!!!!???!!!!!” You shrieked.

“You wanted to play a game because you were bored.” She replied.

A couple minutes later Wednesday went in for her grand finale, she blew one more huge killer raspberry on your tummy.

And then Enid came in, back from being with Yoko.

“Did I interrupt something?” Enid asked. Wednesday got off of you.

“Wednesday was tickling me, Enid!” You whined.

Wednesday looked at Enid. Before Enid could respond, Wednesday tackled her to the ground, about to do the same thing she did to you.

“Sorry Enid-” You said, giggling a bit.

The End

This isn’t my best fic but I figured I would write something because I thought the idea of this one was cute.

❤️❤️❤️❤️

Thanks for reading anyways <3

#tickling #ehe #tickle #tickle community #wednesday #wednesday netflix #and i want to be in that situation #wednesday tickles #side tickling #tummy tickling #raspberry tickles

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phoenixyfriend · 3 years ago

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When Obi-Wan gets to AotC, there's also about two dozen Anakin clones on-site. They're all girls because... IDK Anakin is trans. They have a hive mind and are developmentally a few years younger than Anakin himself.

It's incredibly unsettling to Obi-Wan.

It's almost definitely a "fuck with Anakin's already fragile mental health" ploy by Palpatine, along with a "what if Jedi Black Widows, for me, a Sith Lord. Wouldn't that be neat? That would be neat."

Anakin is torn between "this freaks me out" and "GANG OF BABY SISTERS LET'S GOOOOOOO."

(I just finished reading Like Real People Do by glimmerglanger, so this is definitely inspired by that and the obligatory 'lay back in bed and daydream variations on plot points of that fic you just really enjoyed,' and also a little by Same Heart, Same Blood by loosingletters.)

They're physically like 14-16 on average, and Anakin's vibrating out of his skin with a million conflicting emotions, but when he tells Padme she's just like "oh, you have a handmaiden gang!"

I told this to @willowcrowned and she suggested:

Once Anakin decides to repress the part of him that’s weirded out and just regard them as baby sisters he gets. A little strange about it The first time one of them dies he may or may not slaughter every person he can [in response to Padme's comment] Anakin starts worrying that he needs to get them cool matching outfits

I also chatted about it with @firebirdeternal and they said:

Gang of Unsettling Smol Siblings is exactly the Karma that Anakin deserves

Do you think the Clones have a kind of Collective Name that they use at first that eventually just kind of morphs into a new last name? Skysisters or something? Like Palpatine was trying to be clever and name them like the Nightsisters.

I initially went with "functionally one person" hive-mind but I'm torn.

I think maybe they're BASICALLY one person on Kamino but drift into Separate Consciousness once they're far enough apart physically that their minds don't blend from proximity anymore.

Then they start Dating (like half of them are dating Fett clones because they grew up with these dudes, it's like childhood friends romance), and Anakin loses his mind about Protecting Them and They're Too Young.

Padme: You're nineteen and we just got married, they can date. Anakin: THEY'RE EIGHT. Padme: And the Fett clones are ten and dying for us in the field. Get them rights before you panic about their love lives.

Firebird:

it could be worse, one of them could imprint on Obi-Wan. "Anakin I promise I won't yell at you for the next five stupid things you do if you can figure out a way to stop this baby from having a crush on me" (I like the idea of Obi-wan bargaining not with "I won't be mad at you ever" because they Both Know That's Not True, and instead haggling with specific allowances. Like he's handing out Stupidity Coupons)

Please imagine Mace and Obi-Wan's personal responses to the idea of suddenly having to deal with not one, not two, but OVER TWENTY SKYWALKERS.

Plo is delighted to take one off their hands.

So is Yoda.

Willow:

Mace is like. okay suicide isn’t the Jedi way but on the other hand. i physically cannot deal with this Yoda: a skywalker, you say? one who is tall enough to reach the top shelf, you say? such a skywalker, bring me

Anakin would be given at least one because fuck you, suffer with us, but he's still a padawan so Ugh, fine, no.

I want to say one stays on Coruscant to hang out with the Guard, and ends up half-adopted by Padme. She keeps dressing up the Aniclone left with her in handmaiden outfits and sending selfies to Anakin.

"Hanging out with the little SiL!"

Anakin has so many issues about WHEN his genetic material was acquired.

And there's some confusion from the Fett clones about how much of a hive mind is normal for Jedi. They are confused that the answer is basically none, and "this is WHY nobody clones a Jedi"

ONE OF THEM STEALS BOBA FROM THE ARENA ON GEONOSIS.

Firebird:

"I have followed in our progenitor's footsteps and acquired a sibling." holds up a struggling Boba "He bites."

Willow:

Ooooo okay so if they have a sort of hive mind then they probably don’t have names other than their designations on Kamino right BUT When they SEPARATE The one that picks Boba up on Geonosis gets a name specifically for that. Okay what if the one Padmé picks up gets some variant on ‘pretty’ because she’s always being dressed up BELLE Maybe Yoda’s Ani has a name that means thief? Because obviously Yoda is using Anakin to steal sweets

So, to make the timeline work...

I don't think anyone would give Anakin one of his sisters until after he's knighted at least.

So obviously when they're doing initial placements none of the sisters go to him or Obi-Wan.

Once he's knighted, of course they're already all placed with someone, and Anakin instead gets Ahsoka. He loves Ahsoka. She is also a little sister. He said so.

At some point afterwards, one of the sisters is left without a place because the Master that was in charge of her died in the field battle.

That sister then gets placed with Obi-Wan, because he's already mostly-successfully raised one Skywalker, so he can do it again.

Anakin gets to hang out with her basically all the time.

Ahsoka is very very jealous of this girl stealing Anakin's attention.

Anakin is oblivious to the rivalry.

He asks Barriss to look after them while he's discussing Adult War Things with Luminara and Obi-Wan, and Barriss gets an eye into This Mess, which is quickly colored by Ahsoka growing a puppy crush on the lovely Miss Offee herself.

Firebird:

Ahsoka: Ah yes, my nemesis. Anisister: Ah yes, my new older sister whom I want to impress so bad.

"I will impress her by being Stoic and Competent" "Oh my god she must think she's so much better than me what a bitch"

Anakin is oblivious to most things to be fair Anakin: Laser focused precision fighting machine who can read the tiniest body movements and predict your moves seconds in advance, who also cannot understand even the most basic social nuance. I was originally writing this as to Dunk on Anakin but then I made myself sad, because none of those things are really his fault.

So you know that post about like, Sasuke and Brooding, specifically in the context of "Brooding" as it's used to refer to Nesting Chickens? Grouchy and protective and sitting on a tennis ball trying to hatch it because they're just. "These are my Babies." Anakin Broods. Baby sisters. Must protecc. "I'm actually fine and extremely deadly in combat." "MUST PROTECT."

Bad Guy: [catches Ahsoka in a Trap] Aniclone: Must rescue sister! Aniclone: [fights, is not winning fight, gets ouched] Ahsoka tearing her way out of Trap: I lived bitch. Also: stay the fuck away from her. [murders so hard]

Ahsoka catches the Protective Older Sib feels by the traditional method: "Hey, only I'm allowed to be mean to them."

Willow:

Oh Anakin has no clue what’s going on. He walks in on Ahsoka glaring at the Ani and is like!!! Little sisters!!! Bonding!!! When Ahsoka was about three seconds away from tossing her out of the airlock. Ahsoka mistakenly assumes that Barriss has a crush on the Ani, and gets even MORE jealous.

Obi-Wan is like oh god. I can’t take care of an Anakin going through puberty again. He’s great with periods and other stuff because he read about a billion books. He is TERRIBLE with everything else, as he was the first time.

Barriss is like???? YOU'RE BOTH CHILDREN, PLEASE CALM DOWN, I HAVE ZERO INTEREST IN DATING ANYONE, LET ALONE SOMEONE YOUR AGE.

IDK how old Obi-Wan's Aniclone is, probably physically the same age as Ahsoka?

Per @atagotiak on discord:

Also something something, similarities btw Anakin and Obi-Wan where like. "Am I a parent? That seems uncomfortable, I'm too young to be a dad to a kid this age, I mean I'm cool with being a mentor/caretaker but..."

Obi-Wan can't even sidestep parenthood this time.

"Is Anakin basically your dad?" "Uhhhhhh" [Muffled discussion] "So Obi-Wan is your dad." "Okay!" "WAIT NO I DIDN'T AGREE TO THIS"

Ahsoka: She's stealing my brother, that BITCH. Obi-Wan's Aniclone: new sister new sister new sister gotta make a good impression

Firebird:

I feel like the Sister Squad would make very effective interstellar espionage agents Even like, kind of by accident. They just get encouraged to branch out in their interests and figure out what they want to do with their lives and end up all over the dang place, and since they're all pretty dang competent they tend to gravitate towards Important Positions wherever they end up. Except for one sister who just retires to raise Space Sheep.

I like that in this AU Palpatine is just like "I will create an army of Loyal Murderers who will obey my every whim and also be a big psychological lever on my Other Pet Murderer," and then they all just Baby Duckling imprint on the first Jedi to be nice to them instead and he has to just be like "Wait no not like that."

AND one of them Steals Boba

I want Obi-Wan's Aniclone to start dating Fives. All the sisters judge her for it, because he's a Goof. A very competent, ARC Trooper goof! But a goof.

Not as goofy as Anakin, though.

Firebird:

Who expects a clone of Anakin Skywalker to not make questionable lifelong romantic choices impulsively?

#Anakin Skywalker #Ahsoka Tano #Obi Wan Kenobi #Disaster Lineage #Sheev Palpatine #Skeevy Sheev #cloning #Yoda #Mace Windu #Skysisters AU #trans anakin skywalker #Phoenix Posts #hive mind #Padme Amidala #Anidala

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genshxn · 4 years ago

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anon asked:

Hey hey! If possible could you write for Zhongli, Childe, and Xiao with a small s/o who likes to be picked up and carried?

i have a bit of a weird tendency to make small Y/Ns gremlins, so apologies if it’s a little gremlinish lmao

ALSO DAMMIT I PUT THE GUYS IN THE WRONG ORDER IN THE IMAGE FUCK

【ｚｈｏｎｇｌｉ，ｃｈｉｌｄｅ，ｘｉａｏ】

small s/o headcanons

warnings ; none

ｚｈｏｎｇｌｉ

- He honestly finds your small stature endearing.

- The height difference between you two can be rather comedic to see when walking down the streets of Liyue. There’s a tall, refined man followed by a little gremlin behind him. Turns out that little gremlin is his partner.

- If he’s in a slightly joking mood, he might use your head as an arm rest or something. When he’s sitting, you have an opportunity to get your revenge.

- Zhongli isn’t really the type to just spontaneously pick you up, so you’ll more likely have to ask him to pick you up.

- If you do get picked up though, he’d probably pick you up bridal style. Zhongli doesn’t want to be rough with you since you are rather small, and he’s quite strong (whole ex-geo archon thing going on, y’know.)

- If you run and jump on him, he will catch you, but please give him some warning before you do. He’s happy to catch you, but he doesn’t want to drop anything again like last time. (Yes, basically that scene from B99.)

- If you ask him nicely, he might actually give you a piggy back when there aren’t too many people around.

ｃｈｉｌｄｅ

- Dang, he’s called Child(e), but you’re the one that’s the child. You’re tiny.

- Childe would definitely pick you up spontaneously. And in whatever way is accessible to him. Not to mention, this Fatui harbinger is strong, so he’s not limited in how he can carry you around. That means he can and will carry you around like a sack of potatoes.

- Prepare for an onslaught of short jokes. "How does it feel being closer to the abyss?" "Is the whether any clearer down there?" He’ll often follow up with a laugh at his comedy genius. At least it makes it easier to kick him in the shins.

- Of course the both of you never mean anything by the stupid height jokes.

- Childe’s favourite way to pick you up is definitely like a sack of potatoes, but he also quite enjoys having you ride around on his shoulders.

- It’s always adorable how you have to stand on your toes when you go in to kiss him. It just shows that little bit of extra effort you give that he finds adorable.

- If you’re not careful, he may carry you off under one arm if you’re getting into a fight with some hilichurls when you don’t need to be. (The loli carry basically)

ｘｉａｏ

- This guy is already kinda small already, so you’d have to be pretty short to be noticeably shorter than him.

- Like Zhongli, Xiao wouldn’t be the type to pick you up on his own. If you wanted it, you’d have to ask for it. But he does get a little puff of confidence in his height when you ask for him to pick you up. Maybe he’s not so tiny after all.

- This guy is an adeptus, so his strength once again doesn’t limit the ways he can carry you around.

- When you are getting carried around, he’ll simply pick you up by the waist and hold you close against his front while keeping a firm grip around your hips.

- Wrap your legs around him and he’ll get super flustered. But if you do this, he might drop you, so do it somewhere where you’re prepared to potentially fall.

- He can probably also be carried around, however he will lose his shit if you try and carry him. It’s so goddamn embarrassing. Do not. Please. He still wants to have some remaining dignity.

- When he’s kinda tired, he might just place his head on your head and use it as a kind of rest. He looks kind of like a protective pet.

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #zhongli x reader #zhongli #zhongli imagines #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #childe #tartaglia #tartaglia imagines #xiao x reader #xiao #xiao imagines

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kirislut · 4 years ago

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Hii! Can I pls request for tsukki, akaashi, and kenma’s fem s/o meeting the team for the first time? And like the time doesn’t know that they have an s/o? Headcanons pls! Thanks 😊

a/n: omg a haikyuu request finallyyy thank you anon, ive been wanting to write for my haikyuu boys but had no inspiration. also some feedback would be very appreciated because i’m worried that my portrayal of them might be a little ooc, but i hope you enjoy nonetheless!

pairing: tsukishima x fem!reader, akaashi x fem!reader, and kenma x fem!reader

taglist: @katsushimaa @meliorist-midoriya @bbakougo @grow-a-smile-for-a-while @finndaydreams @deephasoceanmagic @nieve-blancas @bunnythepipsqueak

kei tsukishima

he tries to hide you from the team for as long as possible, not because he’s embarrassed of you

but because he knows that he’s going to get teased and also because he’s embarrassed of his teammates

specifically two teammates

everyone else only found out because you came into the gym, wondering where your boyfriend was since practice was going on for longer than usual

“excuse me do you know when practice is going to be over?” you walked in, just to ask yachi since you didn’t want to disturb everyone else

“i’m not sure sorry, but um who are you?” the poor girl is confused to why you’re asking because she doesn’t know you.

“oh i’m tsukki’s girlfriend, (y/n)! i was just waiting for him, so i’ll be outs—“

hearing the words girlfriend, and tsukki together definitely caught the attention of yachi. well actually it caught the attention of a most everyone in the gym.

the practice match they were playing literally paused, eyes wandering to you then going to the tall blonde. it continued like that for a little bit since EVERYONE was wondering how tsukishima got a girlfriend.

honestly i’m surprised too like what the hell youre so adorable and too good for him

“TSUKISHIMA I CANT BELIEVE YOU DIDNT TELL US YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!” suga(mama) was the first to break the stunned silence. as he passed by the middle blocker, going to greet you, he made sure to give the poor boy a karate chop on his side as he passed by. suga only did this because he was hurt that tsukishima never mentioned you

tsukishima was literally shocked by that karate chop because he’s never been on the receiving end of one, definitely has more respect for daichi now since he always get chopped

the next to react were none other than tanaka and nishinoya. they rushed over to the middle blocker and started to bombarde him with questions and mostly teasing

“oooo tsukishima you have a girlfriend!”

“tsukishima you can always come to your senpai if you need help with this relationship”

“how did you get such a cute girlfriend anyways?”

“-just be careful when you grab because-“

tsukishima became so annoyed, “can you both shut up, you’ve never even had another girl like you back.”

that, that definitely hurt their feelings. cue the emo music

actually that made them realize that tsukishima for a girlfriend before they did, so now they were going over to kiyoko and asking for her to be their girlfriend. poor kiyoko i swear

suga and daichi (ugh mom and dad are so cute) start to converse with you, daichi apologizing for everyone’s behavior while suga was congratulating you for being able to handle tsukishima

the only person who wasn’t surprised was yamaguchi of course, who do you think tsukishima went to when he realized he had feelings for you?

kageyama really just, didn’t care at all. if anything he was kinda annoyed because this was eating into their practice time. you had nothing to do with volleyball afterall

very rude kageyama

hinata was waiting behind daichi and suga so that he could ask you question, so when those two stepped away to go back to practice. the orange haired boy was practically bouncing in excitement, he was about to open his mouth when a hand came over it

tsukishima had come to your rescue, he noticed you were looking a bit overwhelmed with suddenly being thrust into the spotlight. honestly he didn’t like it either. “come on (y/n), let’s go.”

your tense feeling was immediately eased, you mouthed a small thank you to him then looked back to his team. “it was nice meeting you all, hopefully next time we can talk properly— ah tsukki don’t pull so hard.”

tsukishima was dragging you out of the gym because one, he was tired, and two because he never wanted to experience that again. especially suga’s karate chops

you were probably never going to show up to a practice again because it was a distraction for other, especially tsukishima, but you were always there during the games because you were one of his biggest supporters for volleyball afterall

also tsukishima only wants you to watch the games because he wants you to think he looks cool while playing volleyball, only so he can brag to you about it later or hear you fan girling about his blocks

keiji akaashi

akaashi really wants you to meet his team, because volleyball is very important to him and so are you. it only seemed fitting

however you were always busy with other things so it took a month after you guys started dating before you could come meet everyone

you arrived just as they were finishing up some drills, just before they finished for the day. akaashi saw you coming into the gym, giving you a small smile right before he set a final ball to bokuto.

akaashi started to head over to you, but bokuto didn’t want him too since he just wanted to hit one more ball. just one more perfect straight.

akaashi explained that he needed to see you, his girlfriend, so do you know that time it is?

it’s bokuto emo mode time

“fine! if you really cared about me and volleyball you’d stay, but go. leave me for all i care.” this adorable dramatic idiot i swear, i still love him though

akaashi spares his best friend a glance then just nods, jogging over to you with no hesitation. also yes bokuto knows about you, he knew if bokuto didn’t know he had a girlfriend he would be devastated for way too long

other teammates notice akaashi heading over to you which makes them confused, they’ve never seen you before.

the setter comes up to you, giving you a hug, like the adorable boyfriend he is. akaashi hit me up

if the boys weren’t confused before they were now, and just to further that confusion he took your hand and walked with you towards his teammates

oh and don’t think that he wasn’t asking you how your day was and such, he’s always going to be considerate of you. he’s really the nicest boyfriend ever

“everyone i want you to meet (y/n), she is my girlfriend.”

it now made sense to who you were, but no one was very surprised. well maybe a little surprised but, akaashi was a good person so they could see him with someone

also they all know he’s pretty so of course girls would be going after him

you politely smile and wave at everyone, “hello, i’m sorry for the intrusion but akaashi wanted me to meet you.”

konoha immediately picked up on the fact that you called akaashi, akaashi and not keiji. “akaashi you still have her call you akaashi?”

the others nodded in agreement, you guys were dating so why the formality

you smiled sheepishly, cutting in before your boyfriend could talk, since he also looked confused. “ah sorry, i just. i wasn’t sure if i should call him keiji, i wanted to be polite.”

that, that was the moment you captured everyone’s heart. you’re little embarrassed expression, just because you wanted to be polite? approval straight away

komi jumped forward, smiling as he put his hands on your shoulders. “(y/n)! you don’t need to be polite, in fact how did akaashi ask you out? or was he too shy and you made the first move?”

komi and konoha proceeded to ask you question about your relationship with akaashi. mostly curious but maybe also because they wanted to tease their setter later if they heard anything silly

when you were finally finished answering questions, you joined akaashi who was talking to bokuto

“bokuto-san please calm down, i’ll set to you more next practice.”

it seemed that akaashi was still trying to lift bokuto’s spirits from earlier, you knew about his infamous emo mode. akaashi sometimes would ask you advice for how to handle him, but it was rare since the male could handle his best friend

“bokuto, i saw your last spike, it was really amazing! if anything you need to rest too, because that’s how your muscles get stronger!”

bokuto blinked twice as he processed your words, his slightly slouched posture and sad demanour straightened up. literally.

“you really think so (y/n)?” his lips were pulled into a pout and eyes were shining like pouting puppy eyes.

“of course bokuto!”

the owl haired boy inhaled deeply as his chest swelled with pride. “you’re right! i will rest and spike even harder tomorrow!”

the ace walked off, full of pride once again, leaving just you and akaashi. he looked at you and offered you a small smile, “thank you (y/n), i’m glad everyone likes you.” he reached over, placing his hand in the top of your head to gently pat and rub your head in appreciation. you smile up at him, nodding. after that he makes sure to walk you home, giving you a sweet goodnight kiss

dang i want head pats too, also catch bokuto also asking for head pats of praise from akaashi during their next practice

kozume kenma

kenma was wary about letting you meet his team, only because he knew it would be a whole ordeal that he was in a relationship

but a week after you guys started dating, you went to one of kenma’s games wanting to cheer him on.

so there you were on the stands, chanting with everyone else and cheering for the team and kenma as well

at the end of the game, you rushed down to the halls where the team would be after just winning their match.

as soon as you saw kenma, a wide grin spread across your face. “congratulations on winning kozume! that last dump you did was so cool!”

the stoic setter saw you, a small sigh leaving his lips because he knew that everyone would wonder who you were. so to avoid the hassle he quickly walked up to you, gently grabbed your hand and straight up walked away from the rest of his team

and as expected, he was right. everyone else just kinda stood there in shock and very confused because they had no clue who you were. they were just watching the two of you walk away, kenma mumbling to you about how he was grateful for your support, but just wanted his hand held game console back

the whole team just turned to kuroo, since he was the only one grinning during the whole situation. “did you not know? that’s kenma’s girlfriend.”

kuroo of course knew because who else would kenma turn to when he figured out he had feelings towards you? of course it would be his best friend and personal idiot

jaws just on the floor, and man did kuroo think it was funny to see everyone’s expressions

the next practice yamamoto and lev come up to kenma immediately

“KENMAA WHY DID YOU TELL US YOU HAD A GIRLFRIEND?” poor kenma because he was just trying to play his game and nearly dropped it, if he did oh yamamoto would probably have been murdered

kenma’s face twisted in a look of annoyance, “i didn’t think it was important that’s all.” he brushed the topic off, not wanting to make a big deal of it because he didn’t see it as one

yamamoto was personally offended by kenma’s words because um, kenma had a girlfriend and he didn’t. “not a big deal? KENMA HOW C-“

“yamamoto, shut up.” kuroo cut in because kenma was just getting more annoyed, and also because he was just being too loud

poor yamamoto, he also wanted to know if you had cute friends. but also knowing him, he would probably run away if he met said cute friends

however it didn’t stop lev from following after kenma, “hey hey kenma, how did you even get a girlfriend?

for once kenma would rather play volleyball then answer these questions about you. it’s not like he doesn’t want to talk about you, it’s just he doesn’t feel the need to share about his relationship

luckily they stopped bugging him, but when you showed up at the end of practice, the attention was brought back to the both of yours relationship

but instead of lev or yamamoto going up to him, they went to you instead.

“hey kenma’s girlfriend, why do you like kenma? don’t you think he’s too quiet?”

“do you have any cute friends by any chance.”

“also you’re short, but maybe taller than yaku..”

lev was then immediately kicked by yaku, you think he would learn by now

you were kinda overwhelmed by the two guys, especially lev because he was well, tall. you laughed sheepishly, taking a step back from them

kenma quickly picked up on your discomfort and speed walks over to you, kuroo has only seem him walk this fast when going to the bame store

the setter stepped in between you and his two teammates, shooting them a glare and small frown. “leave (y/n) alone, she is none of your business.”

after that yaku drags away lev before he could continue pestering or start teasing, while kai leads yamamoto away to console him about wanting to also have a cute girlfriend

that left you and kenma, and wow you were kinda stunned by kenma coming to your rescue. because you know that he isn’t the most expressive or affectionate but this action threw away any possible doubts you had before

kenma made sure to walk you all the way home that day to make up for his annoying teammates. lucky for him the topic of his relationship didn’t come up again. besides he didn’t want to share all the precious moments he has with you anyways, you were all his afterall

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pwarkluv · 4 years ago

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❝ electric love ❞ - pjs

park jisung x reader | fluff | 2k words

WARNINGS | lowercase is intended, too fluffy because it’s my fav genre to write about, kinda strangers to lovers au, idol au, idol!jisung, itzysixthmember!reader, I’M SO SORRY TO MY CURVY AND THOSE TALLER THAN JISUNG READERS y/n is called small and tiny in this fic (i still love you though), mentions hair color but just pretend it’s dyed like lisa’s hair in the hylt era, shy!jisung and shy!reader because y’all are babies who don’t know how to approach someone who you like

SUMMARY | when itzy and nct dream meet on weekly idol, one member of itzy catches a certain maknae’s eye.

AUTHOR’S NOTE | inspired by “electric love” by borns :P yes it’s a tiktok song but it’s a good tiktok song so bite me >:( i disappeared for a bit so enjoy this trash imagine because i lost the will to write for a bit. also not edited really well i’m sorry for mistakes :(

your palms become sweaty as you nervously sit in the chair, the makeup artist diligently working on your face. wannabe came out about a month ago and the overwhelming popularity and support came flowing through, especially with ryujin’s shoulder part in the beginning.

itzy’s fandom grew and so did the group as a whole, the six of you continuing to learn more about being an idol.

but the one thing you were lacking in was interacting with other idols.

itzy debuted in early 2019 giving you guys a little interaction with others like your brother group, stray kids. but when the whole pandemic hit, causing you all to isolate in quarantine to protect each other, talking to others outside of your company became rare.

you were extremely awkward when it came to other idols. sure, you could talk to fans. you knew how to act and talk to them since that was a part of your training. but talking to idols, another person who wasn’t a fan, was different.

unfortunately for you, on the episode of weekly idol you are about to appear on, another group was going to be present. and of course they just had to be one of your favorite boy groups of all time: nct dream.

you’ve always looked up to nct as a whole, but nct dream has always been your favorite because they were young when the six, originally seven, first debuted. you were twelve when you saw their debut stage. dancing has always been a passion of yours. it made you feel free and alive. music has always been a part of you as well. you taught yourself how to write songs and produce them, even releasing music on soundcloud under an alias.

so ever since you saw nct dream debut, you decided you wanted to be an idol too. three years later and you’re in itzy, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. but now that you were going to be in close proximity to the people you’ve looked up to for so long, even talking to them made your head hurt.

ryujin bumped your hip teasingly as the six of you prepared to go on screen, knowing how you felt about nct dream. she was casted during a got7 fansign so when she first met them after her debut, that girl was a statue (though she would never admit it).

“don’t worry y/nnie, i won’t mention your crush on park jisung.” ryujin slyly said before moving to escape your wrath.

“ryu!” you whined, trying to smack her moving body. your face flushed, the heat rushing to your cheeks at the mention of the older boy. though you’ve never said it outloud, you’ve always had a thing for the maknae of nct. how could you not? he’s tall, polite, has a really good voice, and is the main dancer just like you. his style and the way he moved was beyond impressive, causing you to fall for him even more.

the girls found out about your so-called “crush” (quotation marks to make you feel better even though you’re head over heels for him) when you saw nct dream in an award show. yuna saw the way you blushed and how your eyes strayed to the tall then pink haired boy a couple tables away from the six of you. since then they’ve all teased you about it whenever they can, making you whine in embarrassment every time.

you shakily wipe your hands on your outfit, a stylist making a sound of disapproval before you turn to give her a small smile. moving towards a small mirror, you examine how you look with a worried face. your pale blue paper bag jeans were slightly baggy and you cringed knowing you were gonna perform wannabe in those. you adored the flowery top you had on though. it was white with tiny black flowers printed all over, the puff sleeves adding to the look. your hair was slightly curled, the blonde highlights peeking through from your jet black hair.

you let out a worried breath as the management ushered you to hurry. showtime, you thought to yourself as you anticipated for the words “action”.

in the middle of the room was the iconic white stage where weekly idol have always held their episodes. on one side was itzy waiting to enter and on the other was nct dream.

“today is a very special episode for we have two awesome groups joining us today!” one of the hosts exclaimed excitingly, adding on to your nerves. lia sensed your distress and reached to give your hand a reassuring squeeze.

“give it up for the hottest girl group of their generation, itzy!” the other host yelled before the six of you partied onto the stage. each of you had an excited expression on your face as the two hosts continued on before introducing nct dream.

“let’s warmly welcome one of our favorite teams to have on this show, nct dream!”

your heart raced as you saw the six of them walk on stage goofily, trying not to laugh at how awkward jisung looked. as if he sensed your eyes, jisung’s gaze met yours causing you to look away in shock. suddenly the floor became more interesting than the boy you’ve been crushing on for almost a year.

“all in us! hello, we are itzy!” the six of you greeted towards the screen. unknowingly to you, the boy you were caught staring at was looking at you too.

❝ baby you’re like lightning in a bottle ❞

jisung likes to think he’s a simple boy. he doesn’t like breaking the rules and is mostly a good kid. but gosh from the moment you two made eye contact, the brown haired boy was ready to run away then and there. you were pretty. like beyond pretty, and he’s never felt this way before.

sure it was a little creepy and slightly concerning for his image seeing as he currently has heart eyes for you while the cameras are rolling, but jisung couldn’t help himself. that flowery top of yours made you look soft and small, as if he could scoop you up in his arms like a child. jisung knew he was tall but dang, seeing you from afar made him think he was extra tall. the boy chuckled under his breath seeing you wear boots, knowing that gave you an extra boost.

she’s so small, he thought, smiling a bit.

renjun nudged him, noticing the younger was spacing off before following his eyes to a certain member of itzy. the elder smirked a bit as they all did their introductions.

“to the world here is, nct.”

the boy smugly looked at their maknae who was currently blushing at being caught by his hyung for looking at you.

young love, renjun thought before turning his attention back to the hosts.

❝ i can’t let you go now that i got it ❞

“so you guys have two main dancers in itzy right?” one of the hosts asks as the 12 idols sit together on chairs. yeji nodded and spoke up.

“yes it’s me and y/nnie but y/n’s a better dancer than me.” she replied, pointing a shoulder to you. you quickly rebutted and waved your hands in disagreement.

“no way~” you denied, turning red. “yeji unnie is the best.” you replied shyly, an awkward thumbs up to try and back up your claim.

everyone cooed at your shy face. although you were the second youngest in itzy, 4 months older than your maknae, yuna’s much taller than you which made you look like the youngest. because of this everyone, including yuna, tended to child you because you were just so baby.

“weren’t you a part of a highlight reel?” the other host asks you, once again embarrassing you. the girls laughed, the other six boys looked at the host in confusion.

“y/n unnie was apart of bts sunbaenim’s love yourself highlight reel!” yuna exclaimed. although she too was in the highlight reel, yuna always thought you were much cooler because you got selected for your dancing skills.

everyone gasped in surprise (the hosts a bit more fake since they already knew that) at the revelation.

“i was able to dance with j-hope sunbaenim and jimin sunbaenim for that highlight reel.” you responded, smiling a bit at the memory. the boys were beyond shocked knowing this must meant you were good.

“how was it?” a host asks.

you marveled at the thought. “they were such good dancers and really really nice!” you said with a happy expression. “i would definitely love to dance with them again if i were given the opportunity.” the look on your face was clear you loved dancing and loved working with the pair.

“can you show us the dance?” the host asks and just like that you immediately become a shy mess.

“o-oh um i mean yeah i could do that.” you stuttered as chaeryoung softly pushed you off your chair and into the middle of the room. she smirked a bit at your timid form, knowing what she’s doing. from the moment you walked in, the maknae of nct seemed to be head over heels for you and she knew he was the main dancer just like you.

i swear if they don’t end up together after this i’m suing, chaeryoung thought as she looked at the starstruck boy watching you expectantly.

❝ and all i need is to be struck ❞

jisung wasn’t surprised to hear that you were one of the main dancers in itzy but to hear that you worked with bts’s j-hope and jimin? he was beyond impressed and (though he would never admit it) was lowkey really excited to see you dance.

he watched as you timidly walked towards the middle of the stage, calming down your nerves. jisung watched with a faint smile until the music started playing, and just like that he was a goner.

❝ by your electric love ❞

the way you moved, your technique, your facial expressions. everything was mesmerizing. the whole room watched in awe as you danced to the routine you burned into your mind as a trainee, knowing that this was one of your biggest projects ever. in that moment jisung completely fell for you, and everyone in the room except for you knew that.

“and that’s the end of today’s episode of weekly idol!” you all cheered with the hosts, jisung’s heart beating fast knowing he wanted to talk to you after this episode but not knowing how to.

“cut!” the director yelled out, a little excited to know what was to come. they of course noticed jisung’s lovestruck expression and the way your eyes lingered on the boy, and of course they didn’t catch it on camera. knowing you two were young and idols, they didn’t want to ruin what you two might have since they were all rooting for you two.

“if you don’t talk to her i swear i’ll tell her embarrassing stories of you.” donghyuck threatened. just like the others, he too noticed jisung’s attraction to you throughout this whole episode. the boy’s eyes widened in shock, yelping as chenle pushed him towards your way with a small smirk.

“unnie no.” you cried out, beyond terrified as you watched jisung walk towards you. as soon as the episode ended you were pulled away by the girls who quickly explained to you that jisung “had the hots'' for you (ryujin’s words, not yours).

your mind was going at a million miles per hour, heart racing as jisung came closer and cleared his throat.

“h-hi.” he said, his voice never not taking you by surprise. jisung was towering over you, looking down at you nervously.

“h-hello.” you smiled and jisung could’ve sworn he melted just a little.

“get together already!” lia and jaemin yelled out together, making the two of you blush and unconsciously lean closer.

❝ electric love ❞

“wanna hang out sometime soon?” jisung asked, his sudden confidence taking you and him off guard. you bit back a smile before holding your hand out.

“give me your number.” you replied, jisung’s smile he let out making you fall even more for him.

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shtern-and-art · 3 years ago

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In The Dark – a cryptid AU about Bad and Skeppy – part 1.

All text is captioned under the cut!

BACKGROUND

Story is set somewhere in the 90s – neon colors and the brink of major improvements in lgbtq+ status at least in US.

The place we’re in is a small nameless town near the forest, and let’s say it’s the US, but in my mind it has an old European country feel to it too. At least in the small old towns like this. With old buildings, and paved roads, and steep roofs, and everything.

The forest is very dense and not much light gets in the deeper parts of it, so it’s called The Dark Forest which may sound quite unoriginal. But no one really calls it that. With how many weird things happen in that forest, among the locals, it is mostly referred to as “bad forest”. To the point that it’s basically the common name for it now.

SKEPPY

Skeppy is a Thing. A supernatural thing. The sort of thing that, unlike most spn things, hangs out around humans a lot. Socialized thing. Because, due to his spn nature, he has a compulsion/tendency (and desire) to create small mayhem and chaos around himself, disrupt communities. And also because he’s a changeling and initially was brought up by people.

But the way he is, he can’t stay living in one place/town for too long, always having to bounce before people clock him, or stuff gets too intense.

He’s name is still Zak, it’s the one his human parents gave him. However, he officially changed it to something different in all records after leaving home at 18, cuz names are important for creatures, and having his real one out there might be dangerous.

Generally, he still goes by Skeppy.

Skeppy can consciously do minor mimicry and illusions (by light bending)/cause light dissociation/confusion in people and creatures around him/do other minor mind tricking fae stuff.

He is drawn to nature and shiny things, although nature can be just a potted plant, and a shiny thing – anything from a gemstone to pieces of broken glass. Skeppy doesn’t know this yet, but I’m pretty sure he can find more valuable gems and metals by pure instinct. But he never explored it properly, and he just thinks that he likes collecting pretty rocks. Skeppy has at least 3 of them on himself at any time.

Evidently, he is not fully aware of everything about himself, and he didn’t have much contact with other creatures like him.

He is just. Living his life. Going from city to city, trying to have a good time.

THE STORY

Skeppy comes to a new little town near the forest. Forests are good for him, even if he still prefers to be around people.

And he’s just chilling, trying to settle in and shake things up a bit, roaming the woods to kick up old local rumors about a werewolf.

Speaking of, the town has a LOT of old rumors with the fleur of a little-town-near-the-woods creepiness to them. Like a werewolf, yeah, and crazy cults, and people making sacrifices in the woods, all that jazz.

But it’s all alright, all quiet now. All those things are always told by an uncle of a cousin of a grandpa’s friend, and, you know. Older people. Not a lot of townsfolk believe in these stories nowadays.

So Skeppy freely roams for a while: both the town, and the woods.

BACKGROUND

Local tree logging business is starting up again – twice removed cousin of the old owners brother’s son inherited the company. He’s fresh out of college, and came to bring Industry and Movement back to the little town he visited couple summers as a kid.

Some decades ago the wood export was what kept the town moving and bustling. It chipped away at the forest for many decades, bringing jobs and new people and everything.

But something happened back then, some shady business: perhaps money laundering gone wrong, or some out-of-town mafia dealings that came with the trades. That’s what the papers said at least. For a while, there were complaints of not safe work environment, and lawsuits flying, and rabid animal attacks happening on the outskirts of town (that’s where the werewolf rumors started).

But it’s been quite some time since then. It’s all settled now, old news, and the new generation doesn’t care much, and the twice removed cousin of the old owners brother’s son can start everything anew.

There’s hope and change in the air and the factories are getting upgraded.

THE STORY

So yeah, Skeppy roams the woods, and townspeople nowadays are starting to roam deeper in the woods too! Both because the woods came closer to the town again, and because people tend to… forget. Some young people, at least, who have nothing to remember or fear in the first place. Having all their hormones to fly, and baseball bats to swing, and beer cans to shoot.

The deeper woods are dark, there are a lot of good old trees in their prime time for logging, that make a lot of dark shadows to lurk in. And those are very nice for Skeppy, who can easily fuck with packs of teenagers and with elderly berry pickers. He can make them see things, and believe things, and prop up some fake cultist memorabilia on clearings and wolf fur in the bushes near the pass. And then he’d chat up the middle-aged workers at evenings, and watch it all unfold slowly, rumors spreading across town, giving Skeppy that little, small glow of joy, which that freaky, but harmless trickery always brings him.

It’s all going well and good, even better than expected! Even with that weird forest spirit Skeppy always felt lurking deeper in the woods. That thing was alright. Just there, watching. And Skeppy didn’t do anything too bad or disrespectful, he was pretty sure.

So, when the watching becomes following, and following becomes stalking and threatening, it… doesn’t feel right. Deep in the woods, deers and rabbits keep watching Skeppy’s back, and the trees are so tall it feels like the forest floor is the bottom of the ocean.

When stags stroll through the dark to you, carrying dead animals’ bodies on their antlers, that’s a pretty bad sign, right? Almost as bad as when the shadowy figure, that kept clop-clopping around you for the last couple of weeks, starts chasing you through the trees. And Skeppy just started setting up another “pagan ritual” site near the old berry picking trail!

Turns out, the forest spirit is a dang forest demon or something! And is also an asshole, who doesn’t want Skeppy (with his little True Detective stick figures and mayhem) on his territory.

(This is pretty much where the comic happens! And, yes, Skeppy also being a creature doesn’t mean much. Because Skeppy is too annoying, and too human-like to take seriously.)

So yeah, the Asshole In The Woods chases Skeppy out of them, but Skeppy doesn’t skip towns after that, oh no. He is a stubborn bitch, and he’s already settled, and he even found a small job… and unsettling and leaving is incredibly easy, yeah, but he DIDN’T DO ANYTHING WRONG. The Asshole In The Woods will see, he’ll understand. Skeppy is good at trick- well, talking himself out of trouble. Almost as good as he is at getting in it.

So, obviously, Skeppy keeps coming back to the woods whenever he can. And if the shadow demon asshole doesn’t come out to run him off immediately, he busts out his fake werewolf furs, props occult stick figures around, puts up tents like people were camping nearby, insults the trees, and duct tapes leaflets from local businesses on the them… Because irritating other creatures is just as fun as fucking shit up for people.

And this little turf-war settling is the most fun Skeppy had in a long, long while (possible death aside).

They meet up pretty regularly, getting various irritation and scare levels from each other. And the asshole shadow forest demon is creepy and all, but despite the big bad wolf attitude he never actually tries to kill or maim Skeppy. Or so it seems. So, it’s all going well. Yeah. Just better to lay off all the occult trolling, since it seems to make the forest asshole guy especially mad and uncomfortable.

(Basically this is the early trolling period, with Skeppy being annoying and pushing the boundaries, very close to how their videos of the time went).

And, again, Skeppy didn’t meet a lot of other cryptids, and the ones he found didn’t stick around for long. Because Skeppy is too much of a little shit, and “a low-tier human bootlicker”, anyway. So yeah, maybe Skeppy IS a little bit lonely. Been lonely for a while, now, hitchhiking around the country, never staying anywhere long enough to let people get that something is wrong in the air around him, or form any kind of lasting relationship. So what.

At least this asshole will not rat him out to anyone, or run away into the night with all Skeppy’s money. Probably.

So what’s the harm if sometimes they just argue instead of trying to one-up each other in magic trickery?.. Nothing bad will happen if, from time to time, they’ll just talk instead of shouting about who’s right and who should leave. It’s alright. It doesn’t even matter. No one in the town or spn world knows or cares about any of that. About both of them.

So they hang out more often. And if each time the forest asshole looks a little less scary, and more often takes his human-like shape, well. Maybe it’s just for convenience? Anyway, it’s easier to roll your eyes and turn your back on a fuming person, than a pissed off all-encompassing shadow, so Skeppy isn’t complaining. Especially if the person-shape is so nice to look at, too.

And Skeppy doesn’t know who exactly the forest asshole is, but in the town it’s always “bad forest this” and “bad forest that”. So, in Skeppy’s head, it becomes “Bad’s forest” – because he’s “the Bad in the Forest, heheh, get it, get it?”

Bad does get it. He isn’t as impressed as he should be by Skeppy’s genius puns and naming abilities though.

Speaking of Bad. He seems to be not really aware of what’s been going on in the town for the last couple decades. He tends to mostly hang out in the minds of forest animals, help them out a bit. Or nap. Nap a lot – days, weeks, years at a time, dissolved in the shadows. Unless someone (like can shooting teenagers, tree logging companies, or Skeppy) come around to bother his peaceful, dissociated, and at times even thoughtless existence.

Bad doesn’t mind though. Or so he says. The sleeping, that is. The people, them he really minds, people from the town especially. He really wants to be left alone by them. Discovering that Skeppy wasn’t from these parts of the country was one of the reasons Bad started to warm up to him.

The other major warm up was the first time Skeppy helped Bad scare off the messy annoying kids that were littering in the woods. But he convinced Bad to do it in a long winded, silly and fun (for them, not the kids :D) way. And after a while, teamed up like this, spooking and chasing people off, stopped being an irritating chore, and instead became something Bad looked forward to. Maybe even, put off his shadowy slumber for.

It’s been a long, long time since Bad actually wanted to stay awake like that. Wanted to do something, consciously, to talk to someone. That’s why he’s a “little rusty with all this communication thing”, he admits to Skeppy.

Bad never tells him how horribly bitter, and sad, and alone he was for years and years, huddled in the shadows. How he hid from that sadness, and from the people and their voices, and from the sound of their footsteps on the leaves. He ran away from them – in the soft, inhuman minds of the animals, and restless dreams, where his mind and sense of self stretched, and scattered across the forest, forgetting itself, and just living with all the living things. Of course, Bad doesn’t tell Skeppy about that. He always had his animals, and the secret springs, and little kids tying wishing charms on the branches of the old trees… Bad is fine. He just wants to be left alone.

Or at least wanted to. Because now, after staying awake for so long, it seems that he wants other things too. To troll snotty stuck up teens and kids. To learn more about new technology. To play with the shadows on the edges of clearings, and listen to the music player left behind by one of the kids he and Skeppy chased off.

And one day. One day sunbeams are dancing around the edge of the clearing deep in the woods, and Skeppy is lounging lazily in the grass, playing with his pretty glass shards, making light refract and reform through them, sending dozens of sun bunnies crawls and jump between the peaceful trees. That day Bad feels like his skin is warm, not cooled down by the shadows. And with that warmth – on his face, and in his chest – Bad finds that he can talk about it. That he can say it.

Bad tells Skeppy that back in the day, some decades ago (time is difficult for him to take note of)… that back then. He was a human. But he isn’t now, not anymore. Now he is part of the Forest. Kind of.

Because, see, something bad, really bad happened back then, and Bad got possessed by the, well. The spirit of the forest.

And he was living like this ever since.

Masterpost / first meeting /part 1 / part 2 / part 3

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starcrossedyanderes · 3 years ago

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Would Rygel take his darling stargazing?

Yesssss

I’m sorry I just love it when I get requests that fit my ‘aesthetic’. I decided to take my own twist on this request so it turned into this. Also with this picrew Rygel has much darker skin but this was the darkest skin tone in this picrew.

“We have an event tonight.”

You quirked an eyebrow at Rygel’s words.

“When did you do events?”

“I must admit I usually abhor going to such required events. But I believe we shall find this one to be quite enjoyable.”

A smile actually pulled at Rygel’s lips as he looked down at you from his 6’9” stature. You felt a phantom hand caress your cheek; no doubt from Rygel’s own psychic abilities.

“Besides I think now is an excellent time to go ‘public’, don’t you agree?”

The hold on your cheek tightened.

“I expect that it has been long enough for you to have come to terms with my.. actual identity. And with that the expectations and status of you being my moonlight. I trust that you shall live up to these expectations, yes?”

The way his mind and eyes drilled into yours had you give out a meek “yes.”.

Rygel’s aura immediately lightened up and the feeling on your cheek disappeared only to be replace by the feeling of your whole body being gently squeezed; Rygel’s form of an affectionate hug and sign of approval.

Rygel bended down to your height to place a chaste kiss on your lips as the feeling of other kisses being placed all over your face accompanied it. You even felt some of your hair be lifted up and twirled.

“I’ll have a car pick you up at 8:30 and I believe the money I have just provided you should suffice for preparing for a formal event. Oh, and do be sure to wear the circlet I gifted you earlier. It is only fitting with your status being announced and all.”

Rygel pulled away with his flowy purple hair slightly ticking you. He started to walk towards the exit before suddenly turning around to face you again.

“Oh and one more thing my moonlight. Try and make yourself look as good as you truly are. In other words, perfect.”

~|~

After hitting up the mall you finally stood in back home in front of your full length mirror striking poses. Like, dang, you look good. You don’t know if this is how good you truly are, but dang is this as close to perfect as it gets.

Except for a teeny-tiny issue. Your circlet. How does one even wear such a thing? You just couldn’t get it sit quite right, look quite right, or anything! You just don’t know how to circlet!

And of course it was at that time you heard the opening of a car door.

Crud.

You would have to fix it in the car as you only had time to grab your purse and book it down to the car before Rygel blows up the planet or something.

You didn’t even pay attention to the chauffeur who held open the door for me as you scrambled in.

Of course like the idiot you were this also meant you didn’t notice that Rygel was also in the car with you.

There his majesty sat, for the first time legitimately speechless. Even you could practically feel the change in the mind pheromones thing. There clad in his suit and own matching circlet the Emperor sat truly admiring all that is you. It was times like these he remembered why exactly you were his destined one.

His eyes even became hooded!

“Darling, you look positively ravishing. Yes, I do believe this is the definition of perfection itself.”

As you buckled yourself in your face blushed as you let out a meek “thank you.”. But in classic Rygel fashion his face returned to mostly normal as if he hadn’t just said such out-of-character things.

It was with a slight chuckle at your positively adorable behavior that the car started up to wherever the heck you were headed.

As always the car ride with your ‘betrothed’ was almost completely silent since Rygel was never very talkative.

During this extended time you couldn’t help but to continuously fiddle with the garment on your head which just.. wouldn’t.. sit.. right! You had no idea how long you were trying to get it right before you were met with Rygel’s rich voice.

“Let me.”

You arms quickly fell down to your sides by both of your minds commands as Rygel lifted the circlet from your hair. You felt portions of your hair float into the sky as Rygel brushed your hair in certain directions before digging some pins out of his pocket.

“I always find pins to work best at keeping these in place. I never really use them though but I try to keep them on me at all times just for cases like these.”

It is with a few flourishes of his hands that the circlet was perfectly placed in your hair.

“Rygel..I.. Thank you!”

A sudden pull was administered on your waist as you fell into his chest. A large inhale was heard as Rygel took in the smell of your hair. A smile tugged at his lips as he placed a kiss onto your lockes.

“It is no issue. I pride making myself and others look presentable. Besides, I’m sure you’ll become more comfortable with putting on a circlet later. I’ll send you some info about how it is typically worn.”

“I would appreciate that.”

You sat in a comfortable silence before you broke it.

“Hey, where exactly are we going?”

“We’re going to an observatory where some of my people are holding an event in honor of us soon leaving this accursed place.”

Rygel truly was a master at saying sentences with a lot to unpack.

You turned to face him.

“Hold up? Your people? Aren’t they all supposed to be in space or something?”

Rygel let out a hum as you felt your hair mindlessly float about you.

“Well of course most of them are indeed in space but a few like me have infiltrated Earth and have made lives for themselves. Such as my foster family.”

“Are you telling me there’s a bunch of aliens walking around us in plain sight without anyone knowing?”

Rygel shrugged as a playful smirk pulled at his lips.

“Perhaps. I mean, I did manage to fool everyone for what? 18 years?”

At his remark you let out a few mumbles which only earned you a smile and pat on the head.

“You truly think the most hilarious things, my dear.”

~|~

“Isn’t it a bit much to.. float?”

The two of you were currently going up the stairs to the observatory with your small hand being engulfed by his slender, graceful one.

“Absolutely not. It is a show of status and is simply much more enjoyable than walking. I will never understand you humans. Why walk when you can simply float everywhere?”

“Because we can’t float.”

Rygel frowned slightly at that.

“Ah, yes. Pity. Really moonlight what ever would you do without me.”

“Walk.”

With a smirk you rose right up to him. His smirk seemed to widen even more once you clung to him to catch your balance.

“This.. is weird.”

“Just wait until you try dancing like this. Actually, stay like this on me for the rest of the night. I would hate for a small accident to occur.”

That was a lie and you knew it. He just liked you like this. But even so you couldn’t imagine how you would ever be able to dance on this invisible floor beneath you.

~|~

“Is that his imperial highness?”

“He’s so tall.”

“And so.. pretty...”

Rygel let out a quiet sigh only you seemed to hear.

“And all of the sudden I remember why I don’t enjoy such events.”

You had to agree with his sentiment once walking past an uncomfortable amount of gazes. How did they even know who you both were?

It’s probably because you’re the only two wearing circlets and floating that high off the ground. Curse that fancy headpiece!

The two of you began to walk deeper into the dome where the large telescope could be seen.

But you were quickly interrupted.

“Oh! Your imperial highness! How wonderful it is to see you!”

You could tell by the change of Rygel’s aura that his mood had quickly soured.

“Ah, Devah.”

Out of the corner of your eye you could both see Rygel’s strained smile and 2 glasses floating your way.

As the glass landed in your hands Rygel slightly turned to you.

“This is one of the main sponsors of the missions on Earth.”

Devah put on way too cheery of a smile as he hissed out a whisper; as if he was making sure you could not hear.

“And is it alright if I ask but what exactly is a human doing here?”

Rygel’s golden eyes flashed as his grip tightened on you and his mind readied for a strike.

“She is my mate. If you are not as dimwitted as I thought then you should know that things such as species has no effect on who a person’s mate is. Human or not, she is your empress and you shall treat her as such.”

As the aliens face paled it dawned on you that Rygel may be invisibly choking like in Star Wars.

“Y-yes, my apology your imperial highness.”

Rygel raised a purple eyebrow at this as the man jerked into a bow as yellow energy surrounded him.

“Highness?”

“Y-yes your imperial highnesses.”

Rygel actually let out a smile at this.

“Much better. But I think we’ll just leave you like this for the rest of the night. Perhaps it will help you remember your status. Come now, my darling.”

You were pulled away from the bowing alien by Rygel’s long strides towards the large telescope; the focal point of the room.

As Rygel peered in and gave some slight adjustments to the machinery you took a sip from the glass in front of you only to pull back in shock.

This was a new taste for sure. Despite scowering your mind’s attic of a memory you could not place such a taste anywhere. You were honestly kind of scared to ask what the drink was made because of the possible response being blood.

And you kinda needed to know if this was alcholic.

“Um.. Hey, Emperor?”

Rygel let out a mere hum as his only indication of hearing you as his psychic energy caressed you.

“What exactly is this drink? And is it alcholic?”

Rygel let out a light chuckle as his golden eyes continued to look through the lens.

“Don’t worry, it isn’t alcholic. I know you technically aren’t of age to drink here but you’re always more than welcome to. Beauty of world domination and all.”

You hated how he says such awful things so eloquently.

“What you are currently holding, my dear moonlight, is a drink that is drived from one my home planet’s natural fruits. I believe in your language it would be pronounced as the xoqub fruit. Care to look?”

Rygel pulled away from the telescope to give you your turn at the stars. As your eyes peered in you continue your questions.

“How did you even get that stuff here? That has to take forever to ship out.”

“It does take quite a bit to get here but it is admittedly faster than transporting life forms. We actually do a mix of getting some delivered, growing it ourselves here, and just using food replicators.”

“HOL UP YOU GUYS HAVE REPLI-”

“If you point it more this way you’ll find what you’re looking for.”

Rygel prematurely interrupted you by moving the telescope slightly.

“This is the closest point this telescope can get to our planet. It can be seen far past this point.”

You were the one to actually shut yourself up as you stared deeply at that tiny little point.

“It’s really that far away?”

“Yes. It is at least a one month journey to reach there. We will also have a few days added on as we will be making a few stops along the way for various things and your own enjoyment.”

You looked up from the vast before you.

“My own enjoyment?”

“This will be your first time into space, yes? I figured you could at least see some of your new territories. I also have some things to take care of at these places anyway. We’re mainly stopping at the Europa colony and this area by the Kupier belt. After that it’s a non stop journey.”

You turned to look back at all the stars.

“It’s weird.. to think I’ll be riding through the stars and going to places humans have never gone before. But it’s all so.. pretty.”

Rygel hummed as he took a sip from his own glass.

“And all that ‘pretty’ shall be ours, my moonlight.”

#yandere #romance #emperor rygel #rygel #yandere emperor #alien #stargazing #starcrossedyanderes

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outivv · 4 years ago

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KSDJKSVB- okay so,,,The Boys are out eating with their crush after a hard commission, and they're eating their respective meals. Then she offers them a bite of her meal and extends her fork/spoon towards them. But when they lean in to take a bite, she just kisses them out of nowhere, then just goes back to eating, and leaves them a blushing mess. Also, don't stress over stupid ship wars, it's really pointless, so don't let it get you down! And lemme hug you, you adorable child, accept my love.

Synopsis: tall boys have dinner with y/n after they get back from a commission and y/n kisses them out if nowhere.

Warnings: none

Game/ fandom: genshin impact

Pronouns for reader: I tried to make it clear that y/n goes by she/her in this one (cause I’m assuming that’s what you wanted based off of your request?) but I typically don’t mention pronouns.

Characters: zhongli, childe, kaeya, Diluc, and dainsleif (tall boys gang)

A/n: hello again! Thank you for requesting! I know not to worry about shipping wars, and I’m pretty neutral on them myself, but it’s still nice to have that reminder not to worry too much about them :). And I’ll only except that hug if I get to give you a virtual one back >:). Lol I hope you enjoy, and have a beautiful day, and take care if yourself! Drink some water and eat something if you haven’t yet! ❤️

Zhongli:

I think the moment zhongli knew you were back from your commission he’d invite you to one of (if not the) most fanciest place in liyue. To congratulate you on your safe return.

He’d want to hear everything about your adventure, and he’d listen intently the whole time. Zhongli may like hearing the sound of his own voice at times, but he’s truly a great listener deep down.

When your food comes you offer him a bite, to which he happily agrees. Though when you swiftly move your chopsticks out of the way and kiss him he’s taken aback. Happy. But surprised.

He never thought you’d be so bold. He’d just stare at you in awe with his mouth slightly agape. When you look at the flushed god in front of you, you merely chuckle and talk about how you bravely fought abyss mages of all kinds.

‘How can she just ignore that?’ He’ll think over and over again until he forgets about the food informs of him. He’ll be in shock for the rest of the night, though on the outside he’ll keep his composure and continue as if nothing happened just like you are. He feels like talking about it any make you feel uncomfortable and he doesn’t want to push you :(. Please bring it up sometime throughout the night or else he’ll be kinda disappointed.

Childe:

“Comrade! Welcome back, I heard that you fought well on your mission! You’ll join me for a victory dinner right?” Childe will say running after you in the hallways of the fatui headquarters. (Yes y/n is a fatui agent. No I don’t take criticism.) who are you to deny the harbinger of his request?

You walk into a very, very, very nice restaurant in snezhnaya. ‘Dang harbinger paychecks don’t disappoint.’ You think as childe acts like this restaurant is nothing.

Childe will ask you many many questions about what happened, listening very intently, and even responding a few times to show you just how engaged he was in the conversation.

When your food arrives it looks amazing, sure it’s just normal snezhnaya cuisine, but this is on another level. Childe asks for a bite of your food to which you agree, though you got a sudden idea.

You offer your fork towards the redhead but move it away at the last second, and leaned in to kiss him.

Needless to say all he says shaking his head is, “well... wasn’t expecting that.” His face turns a bright shade of red all the way up to his ears as he try’s to stuff his face full of food so he won’t have to respond to any questions you may have about his current flustered state.

It takes a lot to get the infamous childe, to be flustered and actively trying not to speak, so honestly kudos to you.

Kaeya:

“Ah welcome back honorary knight, good to see you’ve returned in one piece.” Kaeya will say greeting you at the gates of mondstadt. “Why don’t I treat you for being so responsible hm?”

He’ll bring you to good hunter for a meal, and catching you up on everything that’s happened in mondstadt.

When your food comes he’ll teasingly ask for a bite of your food, so when you agree to give him some he’s kinda surprised. I mean he’s not going to say no... but still it’s kinda a shock that you said yes.

He’ll lean in to take a bite but once again moving your fork away last second kissing him, he’s surprised at first but leans into the kiss, and cupping your cheek in his hand.

Once you finally break away you’re the one that’s breathless. Kaeya is flustered, yes, but still had to make you breathless at least once. If you got to surprise him he has to surprise you at least once.

Diluc:

“Ah I see you’re back, how about a drink? On the house.” Diluc will say when you walk into angels share. He heard you went on an important mission to some ruins in stormbearers point.

As he makes you a drink he’ll talk about how he could’ve helped you out if you needed it. Though you simply say that he had his own work to do and that you did just fine without him.

When he’s done making your drink you offer him a sip, while he’s tasted his own creations before, he didn’t think it could hurt to try it now. He leans in to try some when you move it out of the way and kiss him.

His face trunks to one of shock and he tries to cover his face with his hand to hide his embarrassment. He truly didn’t think you’d do that, not that he’s upset, but a weird side of him wishes he would’ve made the first move.

When you start talking about your commission like nothing happened he’ll just look at you with a look that says “really? Are you kidding me-“ because he wanted to say something about it but now it seems taht he’s lost his chance.

Dainsleif:

He wanted desperately to go on your mission with you but you told him that he couldn’t and to stay in mondstadt waiting for him. He oddly likes staring in once place for a while, so he didn’t complain... much.

“Welcome back traveler. I can make you some of your favorite food to celebrate your return if you’d like?” He’d ask once you walk into your home which he’s been staying in while you were gone. Food made by Dainsleif?! How were you going to refuse!

You’ll talk about your mission as he makes the food, and he’ll talk about some of his own adventures from all over teyvat.

I don’t think that Dainsleif eats too much, he’s just typically not hungry, and when he is it’s typically just for something small like a sandwich, so he takes up on the opportunity to try some of his own cooking.

Guiding the fork to his mouth you lean in quickly to kiss him. Shocked he doesn’t pull away, and when you pull away he stares at you in Shock, cheeks becoming dusted pink from his embarrassment.

He tries to muster up enough courage to say something, but when you go back to taking about your mission he quickly shuts up. He’ll make sure to talk about it later though, he’s big one to ignore something like that.

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salcreus · 4 years ago

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The power of sunsets: And why the night is no longer scary

Yes I promise this is about hermitcraft SPOILERS FOR BDUB’S FINAL EPISODE Here’s your pre-warning that English is Not my first language, and to take everything that I say with a grain of salt. Just having fun over 5 seconds of video, that’s all <3

Have you ever looked at a sunset? Felt the warmth of the sunlight rays touching you? Maybe you were with friends, laughing away at an awful joke that still got you right in your ribcage, or maybe you were alone, contemplating why you, and only you, were allowed to witness such a sight. Maybe, and just maybe, you didn’t even pay much attention to it, just letting the newfound heat greet you for a short while as you went on your merry way, continuing on whatever your mind was guiding you towards.

Yet it was still there. There for you, every day, every step of the way, whether you like it or not. And, as beautiful as it is, it’s also a cruel mistress, always warning you of the time running out, letting you know with a kind, warm heart that today’s chapter was closing by, to get ready for the tomorrow that was to come.

Of course I, as the hopelessly dramatic person that I am, always liked to place that short analogy onto the sleeping beauty that is Bdubs, as a way of plastering this idea of, - and I’m shortening this for the sake of both your time and mine -, “Oh, he does not like the night, nor the sunset, not because the mobs terrify him (though that can play a part, we are all human after all), but yes because it’s a black flag warning him that time is always moving on, and that sooner than later, he will have to accept that things end, that things are not in this perfect, always sunny without clouds world, but yes in this painting with many shades and tones.” As funny and somewhat endearing as that idea was, it is merely fiction that I thought about, coming from a Minecraft server of all things- Cute, but that’s where it would stand for the rest of time.

Queue his last episode.

Dang, that got me.

It’s not that it was the shiniest or most eye-catching of endings, in fact, it’s just another Bdub’s episode- You do some building, some jokes yada yada episode ends- The only difference is that this time is the final one of the season. Just that.

Yet…. Yet I can’t shake off that feeling of the final sunset. I almost wished it continued, instead of his outro, just due to the pure feeling that I couldn’t really grasp (or even dare to explain) at that moment. Though, if I really had to try and spit out something from a more logical standpoint, it’s most likely due to the whole process of seeing the evolution and achievements that he went through, while also hearing the struggles of perfectionism, of quality vs quantity that I won’t dare to quote on this short text, of this overall sense of joy mixed with self-reflection of a man that has done so much, but that he feels to be so little. Which is a shame, because Bdubs is one of the most hardworking content creators in my personal, subjective opinion, and shouldn’t have to worry about these silly numbers next to the pictures of his buildings, but I also understand where he is coming from and his reasoning behind it. That little context warms up the stage for this spectacle of light because you see this tiny very tall man, and his adventures, and all the laughs and shenanigans that he has gone through, and hardships, and plotlines, and- And you, yes you, the viewer behind the screen, see his journey, a journey that is held by a pack of personality/talent, scattered through all of these episodes. . . And you see him rest. No night, no darkness, no sunset, only the Today, and only the bright blue sky telling you that everything is going to be okay. Such a marking part of his videos, that by default is an expected truth by this point, not to be broken or refuted. But not this time! It's Adam and Eve biting the forbidden apple but freaking- Minecraft version (Can you tell that I've given up being poetic and I'm falling on a more humorous type of writing) It's defying everything that we expected of him, of this persona that he chooses to showcase, finally allowing the sunset to take over, because why wouldn’t he? It’s the ending of an era, the final chapter of the book that you have been reading for oh so long, though it’s also the realization that it’s completely fine to let things go, it’s not something that should be feared, but yes something that should be embraced-

So who cares if a few phantoms show up- let them be, they can only fly so much before the sunrise smiles at you and you go back to the old fairytale lulling you into safety. And who cares if the things that you always plan oh so perfectly don’t work out, that’s what life is all about, failing, getting up, trying again, and having fun. It’s okay to let things go. To let them rest. To let them embrace, tightly or not, but always present. Always loving you.

Or it could be that it was just too pretty of a sunset bathing a too pretty of a city to let it slide.

#Update i did not do my homework #gah ill just wake up early tomorrow haha its okay #Wynnie I saw u in the notes mwah ur v sweet I hand u this text #salty rambles #bdubs #bdoubleo100 #bdouble0 #hermitcraft #mcyt #hc #you can tell when i went to take a break to see etho's pov on 3rd life hfnsdhfn #im not proof reading this im tired <3 #I wanted to point out the contrast between scar loving the night and bdubs focusing on the day and how their interactions and friendship #fit like a well made puzzle #also how the symbiosis of his buildings always shining their brightest by day which is a detail that I find to be hilarious #but i honestly cannot be bothered so you get that extra bit on the tags hsghdg #heart heart if you read this far ily to bits

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tomdiddlyumptious · 4 years ago

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Can u do a Tom Holland x model (tall) reader where she’s friends with law roach and zendaya and z and law roach introduces Tom and Toms friends to reader at a after party and they become friends and it’s fashion week and reader invites them and reader does multiple runways and photo shoots and Tom really likes her 🥰maybe fluff and smut

IT WAS TO FLUFFY TO ADD SMUT BABE- THANKS FOR THE ASK! REQUESTS ARE STILL CLOSED I HAVE TO FINISH THE ONES ALREADY ASKED!

Summary: ah, nothing like a nice life

Warnings: boob grabbing, dancing, sitting on laps and fluff! No smut!

A/n: IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK TO LONG- NOT PROOF READ!

T.H| I’m OuTsIdE iN a AmG

You sat down on your phone, playing candy crush like the old person you are, it was an after party and you came with zendaya and law roach, you’ve been friends for a little bit but it was nice, you both got closer then you both expected. You sat there pretty in a black tuxedo, shirtless with red bottoms on, hair in a shag, a pretty one though. You lifted your leg and placed ontop of the other, it was like any other after party, boring. Zendaya and law roach singing the lyrics while others jumped around them.

“Y/n!” Zendaya said, catching your attention, you shut off your phone and put it in the side of your pants, looking up at her. “Get up I wanna introduce you to someone” “zendaya-“ “later please” she took your hand and lifted you from your seat, you took the seat with you because bitches be wanna steal shit. “So y/n, this is my friend Tom- did you really take the seat with you?” “I sure did, hello Thomas” you looked at him, curly brown hair, a little bit of gel, he wore a charming smile, he was also short. “Hi” he laughed. “Thank you-“ a stranger said, trying to take the chair, “I think the fuck not!” You yelled over the music, tugging it back. “Back Yo ass up!” You say, fake charging at the person making them flinch. “You are so mean” law rolled laughed.

��It’s not my fault she crazy” you sat the chair down and sat in it. “Well anyways, this is Harrison” zendaya said, Harrison waving with a smile. “And Harry, toms brother” he also waved. “Hi Tom and erbodyelse” you waved right back at them. “She apologizes” law said. “What did I do?” You asked, law looking at you. “Hey it’s okay, she’s funny” he laughed, you gave a innocent smile. “Well let’s party right!” Zendaya said, making everyone but you smile....until of course ice cube had to come on ‘you know how we do it’ you had no other choice, you could rap every single word of it, of any 90s song. You weren’t the type to party but you better make the best of it, zendaya handed you a beer and you took it sipping it. “I’m not letting this chair go” you said, “I’ll take it” Tom said, you stood and he took it, walking to the bartista and asking him to keep it back there and not let anyone else grab it. Once the achol got in your system there was no going back, you did what you said you could, everyone was suprised you didn’t even break a sweat, would you remember this? Of course you would! You aren’t that drunk dumbieee.

You’re the life of the party when your not so stuck up and stubborn, but it’s just your personality, you got your chair back and Tom was about tired as hell, he ended up sitting on your lap and having his back on the arm rest, having a normal conversation, you both have a lot of shared likings, basically the same person but not, your feelings are always mixed but Tom is nice to even it out.

“You think this is weird?” Tom asked, “Nah it’s good, look at her” you pointed at the girl who keeps whipping her head around to the song, leaving Thomas laughing as you silently giggled. “So your a model?” He asked and you nodded, sharing a hamburger you got from somewhere, it didn’t matter. You handed it to him and he took a bite “so like Victoria secret?” “Yeah and Rihanna, ya know fenty?” “Of course I watched it like a million times!” “Who was your favorite?” You asked him, “I mean Laura was pretty sexy” he shrugged and you laughed, “yeah she was” “but she wasn’t the best” “who was then?” “You, you danced in that tight underwear, it had to be uncomfterble” “no Rihanna makes sure it’s comfterble” “well I know you would kill it in some butterfly lingerie” he shrugged, handing the burger back to you. “Why thank you, seems like you like me showing skin huh?” “Hey I might not be sober, but I’m sober enough to not tell you my secrets” “dang it!” You laughed taking a bite out of the burger.

“I should come to your runways” he looks at you, his eyes slightly squinted. “That was just what I was thinking!” You took a bite as he laughed with his cheeks filled, you chewed away as you both just looked at each other. “So favorite movie?” “I can’t go one night without watching Spider-Man-“ “really? Thank you” he cheered, you only laughed, “you didn’t let me finish, Spider-Man into the spider verse” “that movie sucks!” “Noooo it’s miles morales! He’s fucking better then youu” “we can fight if you wanna fight” “then you wouldn’t be able to come to my shows” “ah fine”

As the time passed you both only made jokes, watching everyone else dance and point out the ones who don’t know how to. It was fun, he gave you his number and you gave yours to him, chatting and no more drinking, just eating.

“Naw I saw you both!” Law yelled as zendaya hyped it up. “Doing what! We were only talking-“ “and eating!” Zendaya added on. “That’s romance!” “Well I don’t think so, so hmph” you shrugged. “Whatever bye y/n” law exited the call and zendaya did to, it was time for your photo shoot for the week and Tom was expected to come, he didn’t come yet so you had time to get dressed.

You went shirtless with a pair of high waisted cargo pants and combat boots, your hair wet and your long nails black, there wasn’t really any makeup on your face other then a whole lot of highlighter, when you went out you found Tom. He had two water bottles in his hand, his hair wet with a black shirt and normal navy blue jeans with some black air forces, he looked around for you until he found you, giving you a smile as you holded your boobs with one hand to wave at him. He made his way over to you “hey!” He cheered. “Hey Thomas, how are you?” You asked and he shrugged, “I’m pretty full so I’m happy” “you ate without me?” “How was I supposed to know? What do you want” “loyalty” he smacked his lips at you “I got you water atleast!” “I can’t drink that right know, my stomach has to look good” you both looked at it, you basically were glowing.

“Water can’t kill you” “yes it can, that’s my que, let’s go!” You took photos in this large house, with a huge mountain next to it. Tom thought you looked beautiful with your hair out, he was to respectful to look somewhere he wasn’t supposed to. You sat next to the pool with a chair, sitting in it backwards you arched your back, Tom having a seat in the background just watching how you move and how the sun reacts to your skin, lucky you put on some sunscreen so you didn’t have to get sunburns. He sipped his water and smiled to himself, Tyler the creator played in the background and as you took your time you danced some, you were a cute dancer...you couldn’t dance but you looked nice moving!

“Tom I need your hands!” You yelled, Tom instantly came over asking you what’s wrong. “I need you to fix my hair really quick” “you and I both know I can’t do that” “then please hold these” you smile at him. “What’s?” He asked, knowing what you were saying but not so sure. “Hold my boobs dude” you took his hand with your free one. “Alright alright!” He says, coming behind you to hold your boobs. “Thank you Thomas” as you were about to grab your phone your hair stylist came up to fix your hair. “You can’t do it either” she said. You smacked your lips as Tom laughed at you, still holding your boobs with both of his hands, which they perfectly fit too.

“Alright Thomas you have to be in this photo shoot” the photographer said. “What why!” He asked, completely not ready. “It’s just a great pose” he smiled. “I don’t know if she’s okay with that!” Tom said looking at you. “I don’t mind” you shrugged, looking back at him. “Alright then I’m pretty sure we have some cargos for you!” “Right here actually!” Why do they have some men’s cargos, you like men’s clothes sometimes, your more thicker then Thomas though so that’s really confusing. You silently gasped “law!” You said to yourself. “Let me go change yeah” he said, you put your hands ontop of his, he removed his and ran to go get changed, when he came back he was dressed just like you, highlighter on his abs, everything.

“You look good” you complement. “Not as stunning as you darling” he said, ice cube now playing “alright let’s go to the mountains”

You all made your way up there, on the tip of the mountain, if you were to fall you’d die, you afraid of heights but Tom held your hand to reassure your safe, you and Tom stepped on the end, one of his arms came around your breasts, perking them up and the other came around your waist, you leaned on your left knee, tilted your head to lean on toms, the sun glistening your skin as you closed your eyes amd lips slightly open and your hand held his cheek as his lips were softly touching your neck. “Alright, perfect” they recorded you both, then when they look back there gonna make it pictures, they snapped another of you both hugging each other, his back muscles and the back of his head, showing his wet curls as you wrapped one around your finger, your lips so close to his ear, pelvis to pelvis and chest to chest, all very very good pictures.

You and Tom danced to the music, all oldies playing, Mary J Blige, Tony!, Tupac, Brandy, New edition, Micheal Jackson, snapping more pictures while you both weren’t paying attention. “Oh this totally gonna is gonna get in the book, this is gonna be all over the news” “oh tell me about it” the photographers laughed, but it was time to take the solo one, you covered your breasts as you were on the tip of the mountain, your face infront of the sun, you covered your face with your hand from a distance, revealing one of your eyes as they were light from the sun, you looked up at the camera and made eye contact with it, your lips again slightly open. “Perfect!”.

Snapped.

Tom put you on his story, smiling to himself as you came back down. “It’s hot!” You yelled, everyone laughing at what you said. “Guess who’s the new face of vogue!” Jim said, the photographer. “Me!” You jumped, dancing to yourself as everyone cheered you on as P. Y. T played, everyone clapping to the beat as you kept dancing, everyone singing and doing their own thing. Tom sung as he came up behind you, holding onto your waist as you moved you hips, some people recording for the YouTube video. It was like you were dating before you even knew it, it was nice, everyone could see the love you had for each other even if you both were oblivious of it.

“Did a wonderful job darling” he said, both in the same dressing room. “You didn’t do to bad yourself” you smiled at him, putting on your bra and your oversized shirt, taking off your pants and boots next as he followed along to put on the clothes he had on first. “Your the new icon y/n” he smiled at you. “Don’t say that, we both know zendayas the queen” “but you can be the king” he winked at you, you only smiled and shook your head. “So you guys, can we post these videos!” Jim said, you both looked at each other then the door. “Yeah!” Both of you said, I mean it was platonic right? Totally.

For the rest of the week you did the runways, the photo shoots, you of course were the new face of vogue, Victoria secret, Rihanna wanted you to come back, rumors of you and Tom dating which was okay you guessed, it was all just so going good for you, but Thomas not so much. “I think I really fucking like her” Thomas said, sitting in one of the front seats for your runway. “Then ask her out div!” “Harrison shut up!” “I’m just pointing out the obvious” he shrugged. “Well then don’t” he whisper yelled. “I can hear your whole conversation, Thomas” zendaya said smiling, “me too” law and zendaya high fives each other as Tom rolls his eyes, soon music starts playing and models come out, best for last so you weren’t out yet, Tom sat there bored wondering when you were coming out, crossing his arms over his chest as the time ticked, everyone was recording the models, professional cameras all over and recording.

And then your music played ‘Shes A Bad Mama Jama’ as you came out with your yellow layered large poofy dress, a deep v-line and black heels under, dangle earrings and your hair in butterfly braids, shinny lip gloss and long eyelashes, you walked down and danced a bit, everyone clapping for you, just cheering for you, Tom was lucky to even know you, the way your skin shined and you were so photogenic, you were just a goddess really, a mic in your hand as you finished coming down, you said a single ‘hey y’all!’ And everyone cheered for you, clapping.

“As you know I’ve done a lot in this week, including this” you held up your hands at the whole entire place. “But I couldn’t have done it without a few people” people clapped for you. “That includes, law roach” claps. “Zendaya” some ‘woos!’ “And Tom holland” he was shocked but everyone still cheered for him, smiling and waving at everyone who cheered him on. “I honestly feel so honored, I love every single one of you in this room, you’ve been with me ever since I didn’t get a chance, but that’s the thing” you pointed at the camera “if nothing works out, be your own boss. No one can reject you if your doing your own thing, that’s what I did” you shrugged, everyone clapping for you more. “So we have this set up right?” “It’s all in the trunk Thomas” “well are you gonna help me?” He whispered to zendaya which she laughed at “you have guns for a reason” she squeezed his arms. “Shut up” he silently giggled as he still payed attention to you.

You then walked out, everyone still cheering loudly as you waved them goodbye. You made your way to backstage, finding the models, including cara, Naomi, Gigi, Bella, Kaia, and Lupita. You walked over to the table and grabbed the champagne and grabbed it, law, zendaya, Tom, and Harrison all coming backstage and grabbing their glasses. “Ready?!” You ask and they all cheer, all around you, you popped the bottle successfully, you poured poured everyone some, including yourself. “Alright what are we cheering for?” You ask everyone, “your success!” Gigi says, making you blush. “Stop it, our success, we did it all together” you say making everyone ‘aw’. “To our success!” You yelled, everyone said it after you, raising their glasses and clanking it with some people before taking a sip, Tom came over and kissed your temple, wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

“Congrats babe, you deserve it” he whispered in your ear. “What’s with the pet name” you laughed. “Come to the car with me yeah?” He asked, you nodded at him and the small group followed behind you, making your way to the car he opened the trunk, revealing balloons falling out and flying in the air.

but also a collage of you both, at the club with him sitting on your lap sharing the hamburger, laughing with each other to at the photo shoot, you both dancing with each other, the actual photos you used for the magazine too, then you both hanging out getting coffee and hugging each other in public, then both of you in these dark gothic wigs, with electric guitars, back to back as you put on this weird scrunched face, to hard to explain. You smiled as you picked up the collage “I love it” you said. “I love you” he said back, you looked back at him and he smiled. “I liked you the first moment I met you, your funny, sweet, stubborn, cute, your scattered everywhere-“ “I am not!” You cut him off. “Oh you are” zendaya said, the small group recording letting out small laughs. “You just proved my point y/n, but I love how I can even you out, I like the way you look at me, I want it to last everyday, every night, I just wanna be with you.... so in that case would you be my girlfriend?” He asked, you smiled so wide as you out the collage down in the car, you walked up to him and made eye contact with him as he stood there, looking up at you, you kissed him, smiling into the kiss and kissing him repeatedly “alright get it over with” law intruded, “yeah yes I will” you nodd and he smiled, kissing you again. Zendaya smiles “AGHHHHHH” she screams in excitement. For some reason ‘ivy’ by Frank ocean played and you both just made eye contact with each other.

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kalimagik · 4 years ago

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Pretty Gryffindor I Didn’t Know

Fred Weasley x Gryffindor!Reader

~4,900

Warnings: Talks of a rough home life (not too bad), but there is a lot of fluff!

A/N: So, I can write fics that don’t have a song as my inspiration. This one came from a dream that I had and I altered it to fit the Harry Potter Universe a little better! Enjoy the fluff and the sweet, thoughtfulness of Fred Weasley! If you enjoyed reading it, please like, reblog, comment, or even follow! <3 I love hearing what you guys think! (Also, I swear I write for more than Fred, but I just have a lot of him that I love)

*Not my GIF! Credit to owner

Y/N breathed in the London air. Her family moved around a lot and currently, they were in Greater Manchester, so they needed to stay in London a few days in order to get her new school things from Diagon Alley. Her parents were a little hands off, so most of Y/N’s life had been her raising and looking after her little brother. However, when she went to school, she was on her own.

Oh yeah, Y/N was a half-blood with who went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She would be starting her 4th year, so luckily she didn’t need to worry about the O.W.L.s just yet. She was in Gryffindor, but tended to stick with her friends from childhood, most of whom were in Ravenclaw, so she hadn’t gotten too close to her house in the past 3 years. But, it being a new year, her parents were pushing her to do this.

Y/N woke up in her bed in the Leaky Cauldron, sun shining outside and sounds of the cars from the muggle side of the hotel streaming in her window.

“Y/N! Are you ready to go to Diagon Alley for our things?” Y/N’s younger brother asked. He was beginning his first year at Hogwarts and could not wait to get started with his magical education.

“Give me 20 minutes to get ready and then I’ll be good to go,” Y/N yawned, getting out of bed after already being awake for about an hour.

Coming down the stairs, she found a breakfast plate for her with her family and noticed a loud family not too far away who seemed to be finishing up breakfast. She recognized the boy who lived, who was a year below her, and the strew of redheads. They were all in her house, but she’d never really gotten to know them.

“Y/N!? Are you ready?” Oliver asked excitedly about 10 minutes after she came down.

“Yeah, let’s go,” she smiled, ushering her brother from the Leaky Cauldron to the entrance of the magical alley. “Did you get our lists from mum and dad?”

“Yep! They’re getting us some surprises or something before we leave. You know it’s only tomorrow that we go, right?”

“Oliver, I’m very familiar with how going to school works,” Y/N laughed, tapping the brick wall to reveal an extremely crowded Diagon Alley. “You need to stay close to me, understand? Mum and dad would kill me if I lost you here. So don’t go wandering off!”

“Yes, MUM!” Oliver emphasized.

Starting at Madame Malkin’s Robes for All Occasions, Oliver got new school robes and Y/N updated her ones that were too small. They then headed to Ollivanders where Oliver was able to pick out his first wand. Y/N had never seen her brother so excited.

Next was Flourish and Botts. Y/N had never seen it so crowded. She managed to get in with her brother and find their books, but getting back to the entryway was proving difficult. Oliver had gone out before her, but when she tried to squeeze out the door, another witch was coming in and her foot caught Y/N’s.

Y/N felt her balance go completely off center. She was free falling towards the cobble stone street and down the few steps in front of the shop. Y/N braced herself for impact when she felt her momentum stop. Her fall just stopped. She turned her head to make eye contact with a tall red head. And, he was pretty handsome too.

“You alright there, love?” he asked, standing her up right on the road. “It’s pretty crowded out here, you gotta watch where you’re going.”

Y/N felt a blush creep onto her face. She knew he was a Weasley twin. He was infamous at school and she’d been around a time or two for their pranks.

“I’m Fred by the way,” he smiled as Y/N straightened up to meet his deep brown eyes.

“Uh– umm, I’m Y/N. I actually think you’re in m-my house,” she stupidly pointed out.

“A cute girl like you in Gryffindor? Ridiculous! I would’ve definitely seen you,” he flirted.

Y/N felt the blush deepen and butterflies rise in her stomach. Oh how she wished she wasn’t in such a bright and public spot.

“Freddie, who are we talking to over here?” the other Weasley twin joined.

“Apparently this pretty girl is in our house. Can you believe it?” Fred quipped.

“Blimey! How did we miss her?” George countered.

“Y/N, we told Mum and Dad that we would meet them at Florean’s soon,” he urged, pointing at his watch.

Y/N turned from the twins remembering that her little brother was with her.

“Right, sorry, Oliver.”

“Can’t keep the little man waiting, now can you?” Fred smiled widely at Y/N. “Need anyone to accompany you to make sure that you don’t fall again?” he joked.

“Uhhh, I should be able to stay on my feet now. Thank you,” she blushed again, not used to the attention. Y/N quickly pushed her little brother and hushed his questions about who the boys were. Although, while she was walking towards the ice cream parlor, she swore that she could feel someone’s gaze burning into the back of her head. Not wanting to look any more like a tomato, she kept her eyes forward.

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Pushing the short encounter with the elder Weasley twin to the back of her mind, Y/N finished packing her trunk for school. Her parents would drop her and her brother off at King’s Cross Station and she’d have to get them through the barrier. Most years it was just Y/N who had to go through the wall, but this year she got to show her brother how to do it for the first time. She’d always loved him so much that his excitement about the new experience made it seem like her first time all over again.

“Bye Mum. Bye Dad. Get home safely,” Y/N said, hugging and kissing each before leading her brother through all the muggles at the busy station.

She stood back as they gave her brother some last minute advice and then their parents retreated to a more secluded spot to apparate back home. It was just Y/N and Oliver once again.

“Common, we don’t want to be late!” Y/N smiled as she pushed her cart, urging Oliver to follow.

Once they loaded their things onto the train, Y/N asked Oliver if he wanted to share a compartment with her and her friends, but he opted against it.

“I can’t make any friends myself if I’m with you all the time, Y/N,” he rolled his eyes.

She laughed at his antics. He really was growing up and it was weird. Y/N felt as though she had always been an adult, but Oliver had stayed a little kid for as long as she could remember.

“Okay. Make sure you put on your robes before we arrive. I’ll see you at the feast after the sorting ceremony, okay?”

He nodded and ran with his trunk down the corridor of the train. Y/N headed in the opposite direction, hoping to find some of her friends.

“Oh, hello, Y/N,” a girl the year below her waved. Y/N didn’t spend much time with her, but they’d often be the last two in the Common Room at night finishing homework. Most of Y/N’s friends were Ravenclaw after all, so she refused to fall behind in school.

“Hello, Hermione. Did you have a nice holiday?”

“Wonderful! My family traveled to France. It was just brilliant! How was your summer?”

“We moved again, but I got to help my brother prepare for Hogwarts,” she smiled sweetly.

“Excellent! I have to go find Ron and Harry, but I’ll see you at Hogwarts!”

Y/N waved as the girl ran towards the end of the train. She went back to her search for her friends, but when the train lurched, she settled for the emptiest compartment. Her friends would have to find her.

Struggling to get her trunk into the compartment, she was finally in enough to shut the door. Now she had to get it up on the luggage rails. Why was this part always so difficult?

“Need a hand there, Y/N, pretty girl who I didn’t know was in Gryffindor?”

Y/N jumped as she hadn’t even noticed who was in the compartment to begin with.

Turning, she was once again face to face with that boy that had caught her from falling.

“Fred,” she smiled, “Thank you. I guess you’re just going to keep coming to my rescue, huh?”

“I could definitely get used to that. After watching you, you seem to be pretty accident prone. You could use a strong guy like me looking out for ya.”

Once again, Y/N felt the heat rise to her cheeks and those dang butterflies moving around her stomach. Not really knowing what to say, she stood there, biting her lip and looked around. It seemed that the compartment she chose held Fred, his twin, and Lee Jordan, the boy who commentated the quidditch matches.

“Sorry, the train started and I couldn’t find my friends, so I just stumbled into a compartment. I can leave if you all need the seats,” Y/N apologized.

“Nonsense!” Fred waved his hand, “We’ve always got a spot for the pretty Gryffindor girl, right Georgie?”

Y/N’s blush deepened. It did not help that boys rarely flirted with her and Fred doing so, so freely messed with her.

“Oi, Freddie. Isn’t this the girl you saved from imminent death in Diagon Alley yesterday?”

“Just the one, Georgie!” Fred replied, not breaking his focus from Y/N’s face.

“You haven’t shut up about her since we saw her last!” George burst out laughing.

Fred dove at his twin, shoving a hand over his mouth to quiet him. Y/N couldn’t help but giggle. It was amusing after all. The sound of her laugh made Fred stop immediately, taking in the angelic sound. How had he not met this girl before?

“Why don’t you have a seat,” Lee suggested, “they may be at this for a while.”

Y/N sat, enjoying the company of the boys she happened to stumble upon. It really was a happy accident. She was making friends in her house like her parents wanted her to. Eventually, her friends did find her and ask her to come join them in their compartment. Y/N didn’t want to leave Lee and the twins, but she finally gave in.

“I’ll save you a spot at the sorting ceremony,” Fred called before the compartment door slid shut.

In the other compartment, they mostly did last minute studying before arriving at school, but when the train slowed and became icy cold, Y/N lost all motivation she had. She forgot about the butterflies that Fred gave her. She forgot about the excitement she felt for her brother to be starting at Hogwarts. All she could feel was sadness. She felt as though no one in her life loved her. She felt as though her parents regretted having children. She felt alone. It was horrible.

When the lights turned back on and the train started moving, Y/N didn’t recover immediately. She sat there, immobilized, but her friends didn’t notice. It wasn’t until a familiar redhead peaked into the compartment that she could move.

“Hello ladies, just checking in on everyone after that massive mood dropper. Y/N, are you okay? Need anything?”

The special attention returned those silly butterflies and warmth to her cheeks. Her only response was a head shake with little to no eye contact. Fred wanted to say more, but George called his attention. Apparently Draco was giving Harry a hard time for fainting from the dementors.

When asked about the reappearance of Fred Weasley by her friends, Y/N just denied anything. Responding that she had only just met the boy the other day. Luckily, they didn’t think too much of it. Realizing what had just happened, Y/N rushed around in search of her brother.

“Oliver, are you alright?” she asked when she finally found him towards the front of the train.

“I’m fine. You don’t have to worry about me,” he spit back. That wasn’t like him, but she did see he was with a bunch of other soon to be first years, so he probably wanted to look cool.

“Okay. I’m just checking. Don’t forget to put your robes on, we’re almost to school…”

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The whole student body was a buzz with what happened on the Hogwarts Express. As she rode in the carriages, Y/N blocked out the conversations. Her mind was stuck on her brother’s attitude. What was wrong with him?

Everyone filed into the castle and Y/N made her way to the Gryffindor table. Meals were always the worst for her. She didn’t really have anyone to sit with at the large house table normally, so she’d read or work on homework. She wasn’t sure where’d she’d sit when her name was called.

“Oi! Y/N! Pretty Gryffindor I didn’t know, come over here.”

Y/N couldn’t stop the smile from growing across her face. She’d forgotten that Fred said he’d save her a seat. Plus, she could get used to the ‘Pretty Gryffindor’ nickname, but maybe not the ‘I didn’t know’ part.

“Have an entertaining rest of your train ride?” he asked as she sat down, George chuckling under his breath across the table. With one small glare from Fred, George turned to pick on their younger brother.

“Pretty uneventful. Just did some reading.”

“Love, we have got to get you some more entertaining friends. I think you ought to hang out with Georgie and I a bit. We could use your brains if you’re as smart as I’ve heard people say you are on the train.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow. Who was talking about her intelligence? Catching her confusion, Fred stuttered on, “I mean, Hermione mentioned how you’re usually up late with her. You sometimes even go to bed after her. That shows brains.”

Y/N finally found her voice and was able to quip back, “oh, you’ve been asking about me have you?”

Even if the tops of Fred’s ears began to redden, he was quick to reply. “Seeing as you’re a fourth year and I didn’t know you, I had to do my research!”

Y/N laughed as the doors to the Great Hall opened, the first years all shuffling in nervously. She couldn’t help but point her brother out to Fred. “He’s that one. I’ve been waiting for him to come to Hogwarts. It’s so exciting to have a sibling at school,” she beamed.

“I’ve never been at Hogwarts without a sibling and I can say that it’s not that exciting, sorry to burst your bubble.”

Y/N laughed, but was quickly silenced by the entrance of the sorting hat. It sang its song and talked about the four houses. Y/N silently hoped that Oliver would be placed in Gryffindor, but she wasn’t sure if that was really his personality. But, no matter where he was placed, she’d be proud of him. Her father was a Ravenclaw and her mother a Hufflepuff, so intense house pride didn’t quite matter to the family.

The sorting ceremony went on and the last names were rolling through, once Professor McGonagall reached ‘R,’ Y/N began to listen again.

“Remington, Oliver!”

Y/N watched as her little brother climbed the stairs to the three legged stool and put the hat on. He seemed to sit there for forever. Much longer than the rest of the other first years. Thinking back to her sorting ceremony, Y/N realized that her sorting had taken a long time too. The hat rambled between three houses and read her thoughts and memories. It was very set on the fact that she was strong-willed, a leader, a caregiver, intelligent, but also resourceful. But obviously, it ultimately placed her in Gryffindor.

“and it will be…SLYTHERIN!”

Y/N’s jaw unintentionally dropped. She figured maybe he’d be placed in Hufflepuff because of his light hearted nature, but Slytherin? Loud cheers came from the table at the far end of the hall and Oliver jumped down the stairs to join his new house. This was weird.

“You okay, love?” Fred turned, looking concerned as McGonagall continued to read through the names.

She just nodded, looking down at the empty dishes in front of her. Had she missed something in her brother’s personality? She looked over to the table doused in green and silver. He sat there with a few other first years and the prefects nearby. However, he was sitting, facing the Gryffindor table. When she managed to make eye contact with him, he waved excitedly. That slowed the pounding heart beat in her chest. He would still be the same boy she knew, she was sure of it.

Still pondering how her brother was sorted into Slytherin, Y/N didn’t listen to what Dumbledore said about the dementors and she played with the food that appeared on her plate. She certainly didn’t notice Fred Weasley watching her every move.

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A few weeks had passed, classes began, and Y/N had settled her emotions surrounding the sorting of her brother. They’d eat meals together at least three times a week and would study together on Wednesday and Sunday evenings. Oliver had even introduced her to some of his new friends. They were all nice and a mix of kids from all the houses. She was extremely pleased that they weren’t all Slytherins who believed in blood-status hierarchy.

Another new constant was Fred and George as well, but mostly Fred. He would catch up with her in between catches, start to ask her opinion on pranks, and even study with her when she was up late. When he was around, the butterflies never went away. At this point, she was pretty sure that he didn’t know what she looked like without flushed cheeks. He still called her ‘Pretty Gryffindor I didn’t know,’ but the ‘I didn’t know’ part seemed to be dropped more and more often.

“Good evening!” Fred elongated as he sat at the same table as Y/N in the Common Room. “I noticed you weren’t at dinner this evening. Why’s that?”

“Snape assigned our class a 5 length essay and I have potions two days in a row, so I had to finish it on top of the History of Magic assignment that I have,” she sighed, pulling out a new ink bottle.

“He can’t give you so much work that you miss dinner!”

“It’s fine. Really. I had a large lunch. Plus, I’m used to not having every meal every day.” Y/N explained without thinking about what she was saying.

“Why do you say that?” He asked, now concerned.

Shit. Y/N realized she was about to open a bag of worms that she had never opened with anyone else. She normally kept her home life and her parents ‘hand off approach’ to herself.

“You can tell me, you know…” Fred encouraged gently.

Y/N bit her lip, deciding if she should or not, but it was Fred and he’d already made her school life so much more than school and studying with her friends.

“Really.” With this last bit of encouragement, he placed a hand on her arm that rested on the table and didn’t hold a quill.

Sighing once more, Y/N explained the situation simply. “Growing up, my parents have always focused on other things. Where to travel. How to continue hanging out with their friends. They had me pretty young and I don’t know if they ever grew up. My grandmother was around a lot when I was little, but then she died when I was about 5, so I didn’t have her anymore. And then I had my one year old brother to worry about too. Breakfast is easy enough for a 5 year old to handle, but it wasn’t until I was 8 that I could actually cook things, simple things. We always got lunch or dinner, but rarely both. My parents do love my brother and I, but they just may not have been cut out for parenthood…”

Fred sat there silently. Y/N had learned enough about his family to know that he never had to deal with anything like this. But what surprised Y/N the most, was that he stood up without a word. Before he left through the portrait hole, he turned and said, “don’t move, okay?”

Y/N sat confused, not entirely sure what was happening. She heard the portrait open again and spun quickly, hoping it was Fred. It wasn’t, but it was the closest thing to him.

“Hey, Y/N!” George said, making his way to her.

“Hi, George.”

“How do you know I’m George?”

“I’ve got my ways,” she smirked, “Plus, Fred just left.”

“Where’d he go? I was meant to meet him in here after he talked to–” George cut himself off quickly.

“After he talked to who? I’m the only one who’s been in here.”

Y/N watched as George sat there, hitting himself mentally. She could tell he was struggling with something.

“George?” she pushed again.

“Okay, Y/N. I’m going to tell you something and my brother might kill me. Do you really want that on your conscience?”

“What?”

“UGH! Fine. Fred may or may not fancy this girl he met this year who’s apparently a Gryffindor from the first day that he met her,” George blurted in the most roundabout way.

Before Y/N could respond, let alone process, the portrait hole opened again. In walked Fred with all types of food piled up. What was this boy doing?

“Pretty Gryffindor, I’ve brought you the dinner that you missed! Oh, Georgie,” Fred paused in front of the fire.

“What have you got there, Fred? You’ve brought a whole feast!” George exclaimed.

“Well, Y/N here didn’t make it to dinner as you noticed earlier, so I figured I’d bring her some,” he told his twin, sitting the food onto the table. It filled the whole table. Y/N even had to put her potions essay to the side.

Y/N hadn’t yet said anything, but stared in disbelief. This had to be the nicest and most thoughtful thing that anyone had ever done for her. Not to mention, George had just told her that Fred maybe or maybe not fancied someone who may or may not be her.

“See anything you’d like to eat?” Fred asked, turning his attention to her.

“Fred. This is amazing. How– how did you get all of this?”

“Georgie and I may be some favorites of the house elves in the kitchen and know how to get there. They’ll normally load us up with anything we need,” he grinned ear to ear. “You need to eat something. Hogwarts has 3 meals a day and that means that you get 3 meals a day.”

“You didn’t need to do this,” she stammered on, looking from Fred to George. George was not helping this situation. The boy had his face hidden from Fred and was winking as well as making kissy faces towards Y/N. Real mature.

“Yes, I did. I told you, you’re rolling with us now. We keep things entertaining.”

“Fred, I had nothing to do with this,” George threw his hands up, pushing his chair back and standing up from the table. He now made his way behind Y/N’s chair so that only Fred could see him. He made hand motions for his brother to talk to the girl sitting down at the table, mouthing “if you don’t do it now, you never will!”

Then, the twin spoke up. “AHHH! Man, I’m tired. I’m going to go up and catch up on some sleep,” George animated.

“Georgie, it’s only 7:30?” Y/N questioned.

“What can I say, carrying out brilliant pranks makes me bloody tired! Good night!”

Y/N waved and turned to look at the plates and plates of food in front of her.

“So, where shall we begin?” Fred asks, rubbing his hands together.

The girl could only shrug and begin eating until she was truly full. Fred also sat next to her eating despite the fact that he already had dinner. He didn’t want her to have to pig out on her own.

“Freddie, you may have fed me into a food coma,” Y/N giggled, leaning her head on the back of her chair. “How am I going to finish this potions essay now?”

“Seeing as how it's only 8:15, I’m certain you’ll be up until 2 AM anyways,” Fred smirked.

“You’re not wrong, but I could do with a nap now and that fireplace is looking super inviting.” Y/N’s mind wandering to a million things besides her potions essay as she looked at Fred for a witty response. Without thinking about it, she stood up from the table and laid on the couch in front of the fire. Fred sat on the floor so that their heads were essentially in the same place. Her mind went back to her thoughts about him. He couldn’t possibly fancy her, her. She didn’t think that any boy in Hogwarts had ever fancied her.

To fill the silence, she spoke again. “Thank you for doing this, by the way. It was really, really sweet.”

However, Fred looked nervous. A look that Y/N was not used to seeing on his face.

“Freddie? Is everything okay?” She was forgetting all about what George said to her just earlier.

“I want to ask you something…” Fred eased.

“Okay? You can ask me anything,” she smiled, hoping it would comfort him.

“So, you know how there’s the first Hogsmeade trip this Saturday? Well, I was just wondering if you would want to maybe go with me?”

“I’d love to,” Y/N beamed. “I thought you, George, and Lee told me you were going to make me come,” she chuckled, being oblivious to the fact that he was asking her in a different aspect.

“Well, yeah, but um, I was actually wondering if maybe you’d like to go with just me, not George and Lee too. Kind of like a date because well, Y/N, I kind of fancy you.” Fred paused before looking up from the table to meet Y/N’s piercing E/C eyes. Merlin’s beard, they were pretty.

Then that red color that was ever present rose into her cheeks as a wide smile formed on her mouth. “A date you say?”

Fred nodded, unintentionally holding his breath as he waited for her response.

“Of course I want to go on a date with you, Freddie,” she replied, turning on her side so that she was facing him.

Fred’s eyes lit up to his normal level with a little extra twinkle.

“Although, if I’m going on a date with you, I should probably tell you something…”

Fred waited in anticipation.

“Before you brought all of that food, George sat and had a chat with me. What were his words? He said that ‘Fred may or may not fancy this girl he met this year who’s apparently a Gryffindor from the first day that he met her.’ Please don’t kill him though, I think he was trying to help you out, but is that Gryffindor by chance me?” she asked almost timidly at the end.

Fred’s face became beet red and was illuminated by the bright fire behind his head. Honestly, it was redder than the hair on his head if that was even possible.

“Freddie?”

Her saying his name like that, softly and airy, really did him in. “Sheisdefinitelyyou. YouwerejustsocutewhenwefirstmetandIcouldn’tbelievethatIhadnevermetyouandthatmyluckhadchangedintheabsolutelybestway!” Fred spit out in one breath.

“What was that?” Y/N released a laugh from the back of her throat, coaxing him to say it slower.

“That day you fell into my arms and I caught you, there was just something in your eyes that stuck with me. I bloody well think it was love at first sight. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Then, imagine my luck when you backed into our compartment. George has used silencio on me too many times when I can’t stop talking about you. It’s really becoming a problem. You’re just so sweet and wonderful and caring and perfect!” he rambled, but slightly slower this time.

Y/N’s smile grew larger, if that was even possible as she reacted in the only way she thought would fit. She slid her head forward on the couch so that her lips met his. Sparks seemed to jump from between them in the blissful moment.

Well, it was blissful until George, a little too loudly, said, “Merlin! Finally! Took you long enough Freddie!” from the stairwell.

Fred clenched his eyes shut as he flicked his middle finger towards his brother, refusing to separate from the kiss, but Y/N couldn’t help but laugh hysterically. She rolled to her back, clutching her stomach. Only a twin would spy on a moment like this for nearly an hour after saying he was going to bed.

“Ignore that git!” Fred shot towards his brother as he got onto the couch, pulling Y/N into him. “I guess you can’t be the ‘Pretty Gryffindor I don’t know’ anymore,” he whispered in her ear.

“Well, you could just make a variation. You’re pretty good at coming up with those.”

“Alright, Pretty Gryffindor I get to date,” he beamed as he cupped her cheek to pull her in for another kiss.

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