#I also fell asleep at least 3 times while typing this post

[absolutelybatty]

I made this post because I realised I've only seen Matthew McConaughey from Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Next Generation.

Horror movie fans are so funny because you'll bring up the biggest actor who's in 10,000 iconic roles, and they'll go, "Oh, the guy from Blood Burger 4: Keep Flipping." and that's the only thing on their filmography that they've seen.

[probablyreadinsmut]

How you doin' daddy?

How I picture his hair and beard post rehab ⬇️:

Note: Readers skin tone is not reflected by the picture used. <3

Summary: In this Reader is Dieter Bravos PA, you've been working for him for around 4 years, cleaning up his messes, making appointments for him, going on coffee runs etc. Dieter is Dieter, we know him, we love him, reader mostly tolerates his bullshit. He's not a bad guy, he just has his demons. Alot of them.

But when he's forced to deal with the repercussions of his past, reader is dragged along for the ride.

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Reader is afab, has breasts and a vagina. No mention of height, weight or skin colour. Reader has hair, no mention of texture type, style, length or colour. Readers nickname is Star.

Tags for this fic: Smut, Accidental parenthood(?), fluff, angst, pregnancy.

Warnings for this chapter: Blow jobs (imagined), Pussy eating (also imagined), Vaginal fingering and use of a sex toy. BIG OL' PRAISE KINK. Star is crushing hard.

Word Count: 3.9k

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CHAPTER 3 - Daddy's Home.

November 1st, 2023. 

90 days.

90 grueling days Dieter had done in rehab. It wasn't his first rodeo of course, but it was the first time he ever wanted desperately for it to stick. He had a purpose now.

The DNA test had come back within days after sending it off, proving that it was 99.9% a positive match against Dieter. His Daughter, his Isabel. He was going to be the best fucking father he possibly could be. 

The rehab stay had been difficult to say the least, leaving when she was 2 weeks old. You'd agreed to be her main caretaker while he was away. Every sleepless night, every dirty diaper, every burp, everything. You did it all, Gretchen and the team helped too of course and you were grateful for it, the small reprieves you got. Dieter had offered to hire a nanny and a night nurse but you wouldn't let him, you'd done this before anyway, sure it was on a smaller scale before but with him being gone for 3 months you weren't going to be busy running around after him, so, why not? It was then that he decided you were getting a significant raise once he got out, that was going to be his little secret for now though. 

No cellphones were allowed in this particular facility, the people who ran it felt that 'cellphones were an addiction themselves'. Whatever, didn't matter, he still managed to use the communal payphone to call you every night to check in and honestly you loved it, you loved how eager he was for updates and the wistful tone in his voice when you explained a new milestone to him, you did however, hate the way you could hear his heart break a little when you'd told him about her first smile, wishing he could be there to see it. 

What kept him going was the knowledge that his little girl was in good hands and that after he got out, he'd be a changed man for her, he'd spend the rest of his life making her smile if it would make up for the time he lost with her. He'd been allowed very few personal effects in rehab. One of them ended up being the photo you'd taken of her after bathtime  during the one week Dieter was there for, he remembers how grumpy she was during it, it seemed like she was protesting every second of it but when it was all said and done and she was all dry and wrapped up in her little bunny eared towel like a little burrito, she looked fucking adorable and he'd asked you to snap a photo quickly while her little bottom lip was out and pouting as if she were giving you both the stink eye for putting her through such an ordeal. He fell asleep looking at that photo. He said good morning to that photo. That grumpy little girl is what he's doing this for. 

Thank fuck today is the day he gets to go home to her. 

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It's around Midday when Gretchen comes running back into the foyer with a wide smile on her face "The town cars just pulled up, places people!" 

Everyone had gathered to be here for Dieters home coming, all of his closest members of staff waiting to greet him, a buzz of excitement in the air and you can tell from the turn out how good of a boss he actually is, he might be a pain in the ass sometimes but he's never been disrespectful to any of you, he's not like a lot of celebrity bosses who don't even bother to learn their employees names. Dieter does. He makes time for each and every one of you, seeing you all more as friends than members of staff, not in that cliché 'we're all family here' way that everyone hates, but in a genuine, caring way. 

Everyone takes their places, forming a horseshoe in the large open foyer, you and Gretchen stand at the forefront, baby Isabel in your arms, gently bouncing her, thankful that she's in a jovial, smiley mood right now. She's grown so much since he last saw her and if it wasn't obvious before that she was his kid, it is now, her features have filled out more, she does have his pouty bottom lip, her eyes stayed brown, now a deep chocolate colour and her hair. Unruly sometimes, curly, fluffy and dark, like his. And that smile? It was his, toothless and gummy, but his, without a doubt, even down to the dimples. 

You'd helped Gretchen hang a banner up reading 'Welcome home Dieter', insisting on it going across that god awful portrait of his. 

Gretchen had wanted it to say 'Welcome home Daddy' but you knew he would end up making a joke out of it, so she agreed to compromise, if you agreed to put Isabel in a novelty tshirt that she had printed for her, this tiny little shirt that reads 'My daddy won an Oscar, what's yours done lately?'. It's cute, paired with a pale pink pair of leggings that show off her chubby little leg rolls and some adorable socks with frills on, she's so friggin cute you could just eat her up. You'd never seen yourself as much of a kid person before, only with your nieces and nephews, but taking care of Isabel every day for the last 3 months, has made you start to think about your own future. 

You're just adjusting Isabel in your arms when his key is turning in the lock, everyone falling silent, pretending like you aren't all about to ambush him with a welcome wagon the second he steps inside. 

And then he does, 3 months of rehab suit him, it's the first time you're looking at him thinking 'Holy shit, he's actually looks kind of hot', you force those thoughts aside almost immediately though he does look good, his hairs a little longer, starting to curl around his ears and at the nape of his neck, his moustache and beard are neat and well groomed and peppered with a few greys and- oh my god he's definitely been working out. You watch the way his arm flexes when he sets his duffel bag down as he approaches, bicep almost straining against the sleeve of his well worn Fleetwood Mac tshirt. He'd mentioned something about there being a personal trainer on site but you had no idea he actually took them up on it. 

"Star?"  You're snapped out of your trance by his voice, amused perplexity on his face, arms outstretched waiting for you to hand over Isabel. 

"Oh god sorry!" Shifting her into his waiting arms, you press a gentle kiss to the top of her head. "Little missy here had me awake at 4.30. Welcome home, D" It's warm and sincere, leaning in to give him a side on hug, careful not to squish the baby. You had missed him. 

He'd missed you too, he was so keen to get home to Isabel he hadn't even realised how much he missed you as well and how much he looked forward to those daily phone calls while he was away. He hadn't noticed your reaction to his appearance though, your story about being up early with the little one was true, but that wasn't what had you distracted. 

When you pull away he wants nothing more than to pull you back in, to keep you against him in a little bubble, just you, him and baby makes three. But he doesn't. 

"Thank you... Everyone, really this means a lot to me. I won't be doing rehab again. I'm gonna stay clean, stay sober, all for this little girl here." His gaze drops to her, eyes misting over as he takes her in. This is the same Dieter Bravo that hadn't even held a baby 3 months ago, now he's getting emotional over one. But this isn't just any baby, it's his daughter, his world now.

"Hey sweetie, it's me, Daddy... Really fucking cool shirt" You're tearing up too from watching the sweet reunion, you're pretty sure everyone is actually, wiping your eyes with your index finger and thumb, huffing out a laugh as he comments on her tshirt. 

When she smiles up at him, it felt like his heart was glowing.

He smiles back, voice thick with emotion as he speaks. "Hey, yeah, you remember me?"

Of course she doesn't remember him, babies this young don't have that capacity but there's no way you're going to spoil the moment for him it's too beautiful. 

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It's not long before everyone filters out of his house to give him space to settle back in and spend time with his daughter, Gretchen hangs back for a while to give him a rundown of an upcoming sponsorship deal that she'd locked down for him, you stay, not feeling right to just abandon him already just because he's home. She's changed a lot over the past 3 months and even though you'd shown him how to take care of her before he went away, you couldn't just take off, not when the thought of leaving her hurt a little. 

Eventually Gretchen leaves, but not before telling him how proud of him she is. She'd been like a mother figure to him since he got to LA in his early twenties, his actual Mother was estranged from him and they'd been that way since his late teens, he never talked about her, it was too painful for him, he loved his Abuela though, so much so he'd named his daughter after her. 

"She's changed so much" It's awe stricken and reflective all at the same time as he says it, laying beside her on the floor in the living room as she has tummy time on her play centre, gurgling and cooing happily. 

"I feel like I missed out on so much while I was gone. I don't regret it of course, she needed me to be a father to her and I wasn't in any fit state to do that before. Now though? Now I feel like I can be that person for her." 

You've stopped folding the basket of clean baby clothes to listen to him, watching his expression as he watches her. 

"And don't think I'm not grateful as hell for what you've done, Star." He turns his head, finding your eyes across the room. "Seriously, you've been amazing and I couldn't do any of this without you."

You find your cheeks heating at the praise, you've never been good at accepting it and with him it's no exception, especially with the way you catch his gaze lingering on you. 

"Seriously, don't mention it... Saved you from shelling out for a nanny didn't it?" You try to sound non-committal, going back to folding the laundry, tearing your eyes away from him laid out on the floor, the sweatpants he'd changed into after everyone had gone are doing things to you. It's confusing. 

He catches your attempt to downplay things, not letting you get away with it that easily. "No, Star. Seriously. You're fucking amazing and I intend to repay the favour." The way your stomach does a little flip when you lock eyes with him again, startles you. What the fuck is happening here? He cleaned up his act and suddenly you feel like a school girl with a little crush? This can't be happening. 

"I um... I have to go put away her clothes in the nursery. You think you'll be okay to watch her for five minutes?" 

"I think we'll be just fine" It's the way he says it that gets you, the confident and elated lilt of his voice as he turns his head to watch Isabel again. It's that fucking tone that has you clenching your thighs together as you leave the room, basket on your hip and head swimming with inappropriate thoughts. 

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You stay all day to help him settle in, going through her routine with her, trying your hardest not to impose or take over, as much as the control freak in you sometimes wants to. 

The two of you had just gone through her bedtime routine, helping bathe her first, which she no longer hates, practically soaking the both of you as her little arms and legs flailed in the water, you cleaned up the bathroom while he took her to get into a clean diaper and onesie. When you were done you'd left the bathroom thinking you'd walk into the nursery witnessing Dieter put the diaper on backwards or put her arms through her leg holes and vice versa. But you didn't. He'd dried her, put on her baby powder, got the diaper on and was in the middle of buttoning up her lavender puppy print onesie when you crossed the threshold. You couldn't hold back the smile then, it's incredibly domesticated, a side to him you never thought you'd see when you first started working for him. 

Smiling down at her as she's laying on the changing table, telling her she's the prettiest little thing he's ever seen. It's fucking adorable and it's making your ovaries screeeeeam. 

"Hey. I'll head home if you're all good now? I've made up a few bottles of formula already for her night feeds, they're in the fridge. If you put her down now, she won't be up again until around 11ish" 

Confusion crosses his features as he lifts Isabel into his arms crossing over to the glider next to her crib, her current favourite book Goodnight moon sitting on the side table next to it. "You don't have to leave you know? Don't think I'm kicking you out just because she's going to sleep, I thought maybe we could hang out? Watch a movie maybe? If you're not too tired that is, I know she had you up early today." He doesn't want to outright beg you to stay, but he would if it meant you would. Fuck, he really had missed you."Stay. Please?" Don't do it, don't you dare do it, don't-- and he does it, the puppy dog eyes. Isabel has inherited them and you know when she's old enough, she'll be weaponising them against her father. 

"O-okay sure, for an hour or two maybe?" Butterflies, that fluttering low in your stomach, hard to ignore, especially with that beaming smile of his now he's got his way. "Oh I know! How about I order for us? That Korean place you love just started doing door dash?" 

"Yes to that! You're a genius, Star. Just put it on my card, order whatever the fuck you want! Don't get me wrong, the food in rehab was good, should be for twenty-fucking-thousand dollars a week but I craved those little barbecue short ribs so badly, I'd have sold my left nut to get some!"

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An hour and a half later you're both stuffed full, you'd never seen him so ravenous but he'd had a whole portion of short ribs, but you'd shared chicken dumplings, udon and seaweed rolls. God knows where he puts all of it, his metabolism is insane. 

As you're laying there in a food coma, barely paying attention to the movie he put on, you see him in your peripheral, lazing on the other side of the couch, hand on his bloated belly. He looks happy, content. For the first time since you met him, he looks truly relaxed. Not on the edge of crisis.

Curiousity is getting the better of you, however"Dieter?" 

"Yes, Star?" 

"You never told me you'd been working out while you were in rehab, not that you had to of course and you look great-- well n-not great, you look like you've been taking care of yourself, that's not to say you don't look good tbough, 'cause you do!" You're rambling now, feeling embarrassment taking over, you've never stumbled over your words so hard in your entire life, you're pretty sure."I-I just meant, why didn't you bring it up? You told me pretty much everything else you got up to in there, even about those macramé sessions they made you participate in that you'd absolutely hated."

It's his turn to be embarrassed now, his cheeks visibly going a shade redder. "I um... Well. Fuck... Please don't judge me too hard for this, just bear in mind it was a long three months and a guys got needs!" 

"Dieter, you didn't. Please don't tell me there's a chance that you knocked someone else up, in rehab, none the less!" You are infact, judging him already. 

"No, god no! It was a guy!" 

Small miracles you suppose. "You slept with the PT? That's a little unethical of him don't you think?" 

"I didn't sleep with him just... Sucked his dick a little, he looked a little like Idris Elba!"

The noise you let out is somewhere between a laugh and a gasp, not quite believing what you're hearing but that perverted goblin part of your brain is kicking in painting a picture in your head that you didn't even know you needed. 

Dieter Bravo, on his knees, taking a dick down his throat. 

This is a man who could have anyone he wanted on their knees. 

'A man has needs' he'd said. But he hadn't fucked him and he didn't mention any reciprocation. He got off on being a giver. 

And now you're picturing it, a big hand on the back of his head fisting in his curls, guiding him to take it deeper into his throat as he's getting his face fucked, a deep voice above him gritting out praise as Dieters dark eyes stare up at him, thick fingers gripping at the meat of the guys thighs. 

"Good boy, just like that, taking my cock so fucking well" 

And then his fingers are clicking in front of your face, snapping you out of it. 

You blink a few times rapidly as you come to, greeted by a concerned look on his face "Are you okay? That's like, the second time today that you've zoned out like that?" 

"I um.. I'm so sorry! I think actually maybe the exhaustion is hitting now, so I'm just gonna head home. T-thank you for the food!" It's a stuttered reply as you struggle to get off the couch, pushing up onto your feet, it's only a half lie, you are fucking exhausted and it would be nice to sleep in your own bed for the first time in three months. That and you've now got a date with your rose toy when you get home. It's been a really long time since you've seen any action and you start to rationalise that maybe that's what this reaction is, just envious that he's getting some and you're not. No, no, no it can't possibly have anything to do with the images your brain just cooked up. It's not about him. 

Somethings off with you, but he knows when to pick his battles and right now he just wants to go to bed and sleep until Isabel wakes up for her first bottle of the night. His first night alone with her and he's not even scared. Who is this man? 

"Oh, okay well, lemme walk you out then."

You try to protest but he's already there, his arm around your shoulder as he's walking you to the door, it's a simple gesture that before today you wouldn't have even batted an eye lid out but now? You're thinking about how easy it would be for him to slip his hand down a little lower and how it would feel to have him pawing at your tits while whispering all the dirty things he's going to do to you in your ear. Oh. My. God. This has to stop. You must be ovulating or something, yes that's it. 

Like a gentleman, he opens the door for you and you feel like you can't get out from under his grip fast enough, like if you stayed there he'd feel the goosebumps peppering your skin and he'd work out all the disgusting little fantasies you're concocting. 

"Well.. I'll um, see you tomorrow, bright and early? Oh! And don't hesitate to call if you need anything, I'll keep my phone on the ringer for you."

He looks almost offended at that. "You'll do no such thing, turn your phone off and I don't want to see your ass before 10am tomorrow, you hear me?" 

You open your mouth to argue but he's faster and shuts you down immediately. "No excuses. Rest. You've done so much for me and Izzy these last few months. Please Star, don't fight me on this."

Reluctantly, you nod "Fine. Just.. Good luck tonight." In a weird way, you'll miss it, the 2-4 hour wake up calls, making your way to the kitchen to grab her a bottle, bleary eyed and yawning. 

After you say your goodbyes, making sure the hug doesn't linger too long on your part, he watches you get into your shitbox of a car and as he does, he decides then and there the proper way to thank you, will be to buy you a new one. 

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The second you got back to your apartment, your small, cosy, slice of heaven on the cheaper side of Van Nuys, you completely bypassed the living room, kicking off your shoes and tossing your keys aimlessly onto the couch. Right now you had a problem that couldn't be ignored any longer. 

With haste, you shuck off your jeans, barely over the threshold to your bedroom, throwing yourself down onto the bed, praying that your Rose toy was charged as you fished it out of the bedside cabinet. A happy squeek leaving you when you pressed the button to turn it on and it came to life. 

Then, you slip your cotton panties down until you're able to kick them off, slipping your hand downwards first, desperate for the touch. A quiet moan leaves you when you find yourself soaked, circling your clit slowly before dipping a finger down to circle your entrance before you slip a finger inside, whining as it breeches you. That's when you bring the Rose toy in to play, starting on the lowest setting against your clit as you slowly pumped your finger in and out of your tight heat, hips arching as you slip a second finger in and turn up the suction on the toy, all the way up to high.

All the while your brain is projecting filthy images over your closed eyelids, Dieter on his knees blowing off his PT, Dieter on his knees eating your pussy like a man starved, your moans get louder and more lustful as you're rapidly approaching your peak and that's when you get another filthy thought. You on your knees for him as he fucks your mouth. 'Good girl. Good. Fucking. Girl' he'd grit out, punctuating each word with another thrust of his cock down your throat as your muffled moans and gags send him over the edge, cumming in thick, hot spurts, making sure you swallow every last drop.

And that is when your own very real orgasm brings you back to reality, cumming hard on your own fingers. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" You almost cry out his name, it's right there on the tip of your tongue. It seems he's not the only one who gets off on being a giver....

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You get up to pee and wash both your hands and the toy before slipping back into bed. Staring up at the ceiling, in post nut clarity, you realise you are screwed. You want him and you want him baaaaaad.

[artsyannierose]

Huskerdust:

Angel and Husk’s love language?

What would they describe as their perfect date?

Who made the first move?

Who is more sentimental?

Who falls asleep first?

Who is more more relaxed/carefree?

Who is always cold?

Who worries more?

What are some non-sexual activities they do together?

What are some things they don’t agree on?

What’s their individual flirting style?

Which member steals borrows the other ones clothing?

Who is the cuddle initiator?

Who stays up way too late and who tries to drag them to bed?

Who gives piggy back rides to the other?

Who fell in love first?

IM SORRY I CANT DRAW ALL OF THIS I JUST DONT HAVE THAT KIND OF TIME BUT IM JUST GONNA SCRIBBLE MY THOUGHTS DOWN IF THATS OKAY

1) Love Language - Words of Affection

Honestly Physical Touch was running my mind at first but like that’s just so casual for them. That’s like their thing you know, coming home and just flopping down on the bed together.

sleepy snuggles <333

So then if they wanna actually get through to each other im sure they won’t skimp out words of affection and affirmation, plus im an absolute sucker for them speaking in Italian to each other I NEEEEEDDD THAT IN CANON

Also im a slut for the pet namEs plspls THEY ALREADY LITERALLY CALL EACH OTHER “BABY” GUYS THATS NOT VERY PLATONIC OF YOU 🤨 🤨

That remind of this one post like “Husk and Angel call each other ‘baby’ and no one knows whether its romantic or platonic (they don’t know either)” cuz thats so them

2) Perfect Date - Alone Time

Call me basic but I promise you neither of them want a grand extravagant fancy date at a restaurant or something (not that they wouldn’t i can totally see them dressing up for each other and going out) but i feel like their ideal date is just. Each other.

Also i am a SLUT for a date where Husk carries Angel around and the fly over the ring while probably singing some cheesy romantic song like I See the Light i want that. Pls. (Obviously I’m a huge Tangled fan)

3) First Move - Husk

This isn’t anything new but like it’s just in character for Angel to worry about messing something up somehow and would probably flirt with Husk but freak out once it got serious. He probably doesn’t wanna replay that night in Episode 4 where he overstepped Husk’s boundaries so like I’ll bet Husk asks to kiss him first. That’s not to say that both of them are not awkward asf around each other

LET THE OLD MEN ACT LIKE TEENAGE GIRLS IN LOVE 🗣️ 🗣️

4) Sentimental - Angel

Mostly cause he hasn’t had any sort of proper relationship and the one that had any sort of promising future quickly turned into a living hell (f u Valentino). Bro doesn’t know what a healthy relationship is supposed to even look like

So whenever Husk does little, pretty normal things, like wipe his tears or get him some cheap makeup that reminded him of Angel, Angel would turn into jelly, like a water balloon ready to burst honestly.

5) Falling Asleep - UMMM I WANNA SAY HUSK

I feel like it REALLY depends on the day’s events

But i headcanon that Angel has insomnia (perhaps im self-projecting idk shhhh) so only Husk’s purring can help him sleep well. So I think Husk is just the type to like, crash after he flops in bed cuddled up with Angel

6) Relaxed - Angel

Idk this is just in character, Angel’s a party boy for one. Husk would rather chill at the hotel

7) Cold - Angel

Hmmm this just feels right to me. That he wants to cuddle up in Husk’s warm embrace

Besides bro’s literally built like a stick. And wears slutty clothes why wouldn’t he be cold

8) Worries More - Husk

They both worry about each other okay they’re both in dangerous and very unfortunate situations but like Angel gets stuck at work hours upon hours straight yk

Husk never knows when he’ll be home so he gets worried when Angel’s been gone without at least texting him something cause we know the kind of crap Valentino pulls

9) Non-sexual Activities

Cuddling. Self Explanatory.

I WANTTTT HUSK TO FLY AROUND THE PENTAGRAM WITH ANGEL IN HIS ARMS SO BAD. CAN THAT JUST BE A NIGHTLY THING FOR THEM. LIKE A NIGHT WALK BUT HUSK CAN FLY

Angel grooming Husk’s wings anyone?? I want. Pls.

10) Disagreements

Never really thought of that

I feel like Husk doesn’t believe he can get redeemed while Angel is slowly believing that redemption is possible. Both eventually believe Angel can get redeemed but Angel is convinced that if he can get redeemed so can Husk. Husk though, he's full of self loathing and no faith sooooooo yeah

11) Flirting Style

Angel - Words. For sure. He’ll never skimp out on reminding Husk just how sexy that kitty is

Husk - Physical. SORRY IM SUCH A SLUT FOR HUSK TEASING ANGEL AND TURNING THE. ANGEL. DUST. INTO A FLUSTERED BEGGING MESS. LIKE I NEEEEEED THAT

12) Clothing - Angel

considering husk doesn’t wear anything but pants….and angels clothes would NOT fit him I promise

(They def had a night where Angel shoved husk into all his outfits)

Angel would buy matching tshirts I promise you that

anyway I feel like he’d steal clothes more yuh but tbh I don’t think he’d fit into it💀💀

HE WOULD STEAL THAT FUCK MONDAYS MUG THO

HE ABSOLUTELY WOULD

HUSK WOULD BE LOOKING ALL OVER FOR IT AND ANGEL’S JUST IN BED LIKE “teehee”

13) Cuddle Initiator - HUSKKK

DONT GET ME WRONG ANGEL DEF INITIATES SOMETIMES BUT I WANNA IMAGINE HUSK JUST BEING SO HAPPY TO FINAAALLLYY CUDDLE ANGEL AFTER A SHOWER FROM A LONG DAY OF WORK

Husk loves the way Angel is at complete peace and relaxation once he falls into Husk’s arms, like a limp noodle istg

of course Angel feels like it’s heaven and prolly passes out pretty quickly

besides ain’t it canon that husk likes cuddling

GIVE THE OLD MAN SOME CUDDLES 🗣️🗣️🗣️

14) Staying up Late

Tbh this could go either way bc Angel comes home late from work anyway

and I’m sure there are days Husk comes late from errands from Alastor

if we’re talking pure personalities tho Husk would be up doing smth while Angel being the drama queen he is would be moaning and whining in bed like “cOooME hErE iMM sOoOOo LoNELy aNd inComPLeTe WiTHouT yOuuUUuU”

15) Piggy Back Rides - Husk

Nobody argue with me Angel just bounces onto Husk at random times and demands he carry him around

ALTHOUGHHHH A SWITCH WOULD BE FUN YK ANGEL BEGS BEGS BEGS HUSK IF HE’LL LET HIM GIVE HIM A PIGGY BACK RIDE AND OF COURSE HUSK CAN’T SAY NO SO HE OBLIGES

16) Who fell in Love?

OHHHHH DONT GET ME STARTS ON THIS

DONT….

ITS CAUSE I COULD TALK SO LONG OF THEM FALLING IN LOVEEEEE

Ill try to shorten it but BASICALLY Angel definitely was lusting after Husk (and i am convinced that Angel has a thing for men with deep sexy voices and Husk has the deepest and sexiest voice hes ever heard so he was smitten) from the moment Alastor teleported him into the hotel, and kept trying to hit on him. However after episode 4, Angel began to see Husk as a person rather than someone he needed to win over or someone who was just playing hard to get.

Husk on the other hand was first disgusted and annoyed by Angel’s tendencies, and he even thought he understood him without Angel ever opening up to him. After ep 4 however he also starting wanting to actually get to know Angel as a person. I wanna say cheesy stuff like Angel fell first but Husk fell harder…but I don’t believe that the case

They both fell for each other equally hard and both are absolutely smitten with the other bro…it took them a sec to get to know each other but they are in it deep now. Angel is absolutely in love with Husk and desperately wants to remind him that he doesn’t have to go through his trauma with Alastor alone, and he wants Husk to learn his self-worth and he won’t shut up about it. Husk loves Anthony through and through, and that doesn’t mean he doesn’t love Angel Dust. It’s just certain aspects of Angel are horrendously fake that Husk cannot stand, but he still loves all parts of Angel Dust. Angel has a little easier time opening up to Husk than vice versa but that doesn’t mean it comes easy. So Husk also wants to make sure that Angel feels loved and he feels like he's worth more than everything Valentino tells him. And he wants Angel to feel like he has control over his life, not that hes only good for being used up (gosh im thinking about Paranoid DJ’s Use Me Up i LOVEEE THAT SONG)

And we all agree angel has self-worth issues right

Anyways its been like a week since i got this ask so ill shut up now

I HOPE THIS SUFFICES ANON IM SO SORRY IT TOOK THIS LONG AND I DONT EVEN HAVE ANY DOODLES BUT IVE BEEN REAAALLLY BUSY

AND I GOT AN ASK ABT HUMAN HUSKERDUST SO I GOTTA DO THAT

BYEBYE <333

[pseudowho]

Hello Haitch!! Hope you doing well 💞💞💞

First off, I wanted to say that I LOVED your analysis on Nanami’s dislike for working but also still doing overtime. Not only did it just make sense, it also felt so real and relatable to me. I’m not the type of person to procrastinate. My checklist is there so I can get my work done and when I’m finally free of responsibilities, I can actually enjoy my break. But sadly work for now is unending, and I found my past self pulling a Nanami Kento staying up till who-knows-how-late just to finish… only this week’s assignments when there will be more next week?? at the cost of my energy, mental health, back pain??

And if I remember correctly, there was this one post you made about why you love Nanami: the rage, the fiery, passionate anger! *chef’s kiss.* The part where I fell for Nanami (I fell hard) was that he was able to, like you said, redirect it to a purpose of altruism. Somehow, Nanami makes some good out of it in a merciless, parasitical (as Mr. Haitch said) system. It’s not revolutionary systemic change, but it is certainly enough to have an impact on the people he cares about. I think that’s the perfect amount for Nanami. That just makes him even more human and precious to me 🥺

I also want to bring up the things that Nanami does for himself too. Like what we talked about earlier, he found value in helping others not just for them but also for himself! Also, I think he definitely upped his self-care game, and we do love a man who can take care of himself. Probably the most obvious indication of this is how he set clear work-life boundaries in his schedule. He will not work past 6:00 unless he has to. This would probably allow him to enjoy the rest of his evening off, as he should. It is even more pronounced how being a jujutsu sorcerer means you don’t know when your time might end. I’m just glad that Nanami was able to at least have the time to read that one book in a peaceful cafe we saw in the first season opening. I also think that the same concept applies in real life too. We deserve to enjoy the limited time we have on earth because even if we are working for the possible future of no more work, it is not certain that we’ll even make it.

Yaga said something to Yuuji when he first got accepted to Jujutsu High. Sorcerers will die regretting something in their life. That just stuck with me for throughout the entire show. Nanami’s scene emphasized his regrets of not being able to go to Malaysia where he can finally live a simple, unburdened life. I never really cried hard for a show or a movie, until that scene… Yeah, so I had to take the following day off and go take a nap on the beach just lying in the sun just thinking about Nanami…

———- (covering two asks in one) ———-

May I possibly convince you that perhaps some classical music is worthwhile? The ones that make me swoon and melt and sigh while daydreaming. Not bach, not mozart, not beethoven…

But specifically the romantic era. And even in there you have to do a bit more digging.

Just the first minute and if you like it, then that’s awesome! if not, that’s cool too!

- Rachmaninoff’s symphony no. 2, movement 3 (Adagio)

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=QNRxHyZDU-Q&pp=ygUecmFjaG1hbmlub2ZmIHN5bXBob255IDIgYWRhZ2lv

*sighs dreamily because yes.* I think a large majority of classical music is hard to enjoy for me too. It will either make me fall asleep or it is super busy and complicated, not good to listen to while doing work… but there are certain pieces that I’ll just always go back to.

Moving on, it makes me wonder… what types of music do you listen to? Opinions on the JJK opening and ending songs? What type of music wouldn Nanami listen to? Did you know Nanami has a theme song??

Ah, I just wanted to say that you’re literally the reason why I downloaded tumblr just to like all your posts and follow you. It’s the first fandom I’ve ever interacted with, and I never could’ve imagined how exciting and insightful it could be to be a part of it 💗💗💗

I honestly love your addition to this analysis! I agree with all of it.

r.e. the self care, I think it adds an extra layer of tragedy to his life; as soon as he began to open himself up to experiencing joy, and permitting himself to be happy before this self-imposed 'retirement' age, he died before getting into his stride.

See, with Nanami's MalaysiaPlan™️, I view it as largely metaphorical over totally literal. I think he fundamentally was overworked, stressed and overpressured, and 'Malaysia' simply meant 'running away from it all'. I think that if he hadn't died, and his self-care had continued to gain trajectory as Kento found a way to ensure a good work-life balance, I think 'Malaysia' may well have slipped away; he would no longer need to run away, in order to find peace and enjoyment in life. Therefore, dying before 'Malaysia' simply meant he died before achieving his true goal; to be content in life. Which is desperately fucking sad. A truly, miserably, horribly sad end for a wonderfully three-dimensional character.

In the AU that is. In the Haitchverse, he's alive, and coming home to his loving wife, and teaching Yuuji how to be a man.

I will always give more music a go. Ultimately, I've recognised that I'm quite a Maximalist with decor and music; more is better. I'm into metal with a lot going on, any music which has extensive layers, I tend to go for your more passionate, angsty songs as well. This is where classical loses me; despite being ostensibly a work of art, which I can appreciate...it's just instrumental. It leaves me lacking. It's a meal with no main course. I get to the end and I'm still hungry.

I like Bad Omens, Babymetal, lots of J-rock, K-pop, lots of other pieces from various metal artists. Bigger is better for me, r.e. music, unless it's an exquisitely crafted understated piece in a minor key, that hits every fine note with devastating melancholy accuracy.

I did know Nanami has a theme song! The thing that makes me laugh hardest about it, is that I think he'd find his theme song annoying.

Now I genuinely do HC Kento as a metal enthusiast, and really not in a self-project-y way. Hear me out.

Metal contains most of the truest, rawest proclamations of the world's ills of any other music genre, in my opinion. Behind the roaring line beautiful lyrics speaking out against the tortured of the system, and the woes of life. Listening to it is surprisingly upbeat; it's like being seen for feeling the world is a twisted place.

I tend to find Metal attracts a lot of quietly sensitive men, who are outwardly stoic but internally a maelstrom. With the very classic 'emo' haircut as a teenager, that was very much the remit of the emo/metal kids, I think it suits him well.

The Eve's second JJK opening is my favourite. Honestly one of my favourite of all time. Lost in Paradise is my favourite end theme.

Last but not least: I truly cannot believe you downloaded Tumblr just to like my stuff. I do not deserve such a beautifully targeted compliment. You're a sweetheart. Genuinely. Thank you.

Love,

-- Haitch xxx

[lexiene]

Click if want you to read :"(

* Rants Anxiety *

So yeah I had another no reason but it happens anxiety attack and it felt never again before I know Uni started but the feelings were got mixed up so I released this day.

Idk what to do I dont want to explain it to my mom bc she already had the stress but yes I do want but i cant so I stayed in my room I tried listening ASMR comforting anxiety attacks it worked well but the reality is still the best thing to do so what I did was listen a bit then the moment my eyes drop I slept least 3 hrs.

I woke up slight sweating bc its hot in here but I have fan plugged in so yeah, my mind refreshed and clear as skies I warmed up a bit and I started thinking lemme try to write or continue something I continue some draft that is stuck for 3yrs now asjaksj which my Megumi fic bc he was my whole era that time. So when I started my mind felt at ease and happy i am writing comfortably and just happiness. Im doing research about the words, the things, the places to added to my writing and it was like i am building something really is for me it maybe a fanfic but this will surely show my other skill to try and enhance it even more! Other than making art I write as well! Facts also i listened some piano music that matches my mood which was kinda hard to find but luckily I managed to find one or two. As write and write i am so pumped and forgot to eat HAHA my stomach grumbles so I ate.

After that my mind went smooth and clear I am happy and satisfied to released my anxiety out which the lesson was dont hesitate to release it out I know it might take a while but knowing is about to happen you should be aware and start finding a comfort or quiet place if necessarily okay? Dont be afraid if happens bc it really happens! It just a matter of time and youll be okay just release it breathing exercises helps to but I did was cried it out and fell asleep so yeah always remember to find a spot to release your tension and grumbling mind if you have close ones its better and its okay with that always aware not to carried away bc it will affect you and your coming day so its better let it out okay?

If you read this far tysm... im just tired and shit want to talk to anyone I have friends but they have their own fighting but if they talk it will make me happy they have time so its rarely. I go least try posting it here but yes im afraid at the same time but now let me have my shit time to type it here with that thx 😷

self awareness is a must <3 💗

[dreamlanddeluxe]

pro-tip from someone who has had stretches pf insomnia like this since high school: (bc your posts makes it sound like a new development and like youre scared, so i want to help. sorry this unsolicited)

but literally?? fake it

fake sleeping. youre going to lie down, close your eyes, shift when youre uncomfortable, but keep your eyes closed and stay laying down. try to keep your mind as blank as possible, thats really hard for me specifically, so i legit will listen to videos or podcasts or music or ocean-waves as i fake-sleep (bonus, i found something that works for me 60, 70% of the time are those ASMR roleplay videos where it'll be like "your boyfriend/girlfriend talks to you while you sleep" or "you get confessed to while youre asleep" or literally anything where i have to "roleplay" being asleep?? weirdly? flips a switch and ill be KOed before the video ends. what the fuck. but thats niche as hell, idk if itll work for you, but it is an "experiment! you never know" encouragement)

and youre going to want to fake-sleep as best as you can, even if youre actually awake the whole 8+ hours, because it legit tricks your brain into thinking youre asleep enough that it gives you those chemicals you need from sleeping that help regenerate your energy and whatnot. like scientists found this works really well, insomniacs who did this instead of their phone or tasks or reading, even if they rarely fell asleep while fake-sleeping, not only recorded feeling a lot better than the control group who was not given this order to sleep like this, but also had more balanced chemical stuff. i like to akin ir to a cell-phone charge. youre not going to get the 100% you would from actually sleeping, but going from a 20% to a 65% is still p huge and very helpful. before i was told this tip, i literally would meditate to recoup; and shockingly meditation releases those same chemicals so like. i was already doing it. just. sitting up instead of laying down lol

also, please do talk to a doctor about getting a sleep study done or something if you have the insurance to afford it. but this is a tip you can do in the meantime in addition to other experimentations thatll help you out. youll still feel exhausted (esp if you cant quiet your brain. my AuDHD mind shuts the fuck when other people speak, so the audio-roleplay and podcast and video-essay people have been god-sends), you won't be that 100% refresh as i already said, but it also wont be AS compounded of an exhaustion which is so helpful when your metaphorical battery is just going down and down and down— to have SOMETHING charge it even a bit or just stall it. i dont want you to think this is a "youll feel back to normal!" cure-all; it truly is the epitome of a "well, thatll help it not get WORSE at any rate, and maybe a bit better" type of rhetoric

for now, i would recommend doing a fake-nap, pick x-amount of hours that feels most comfortable to you (my pick is usually 3 or 4, but my lil sister found she prefers 2 hour long fake-naps and my other lil sister just goes "fuck it, no fake-nap, only fake-sleep; im doing 8+ hours" lmao), see if it at least takes the edge off

i have said a lot of "temper your expectations" type of stuff but i will also say this: at one point, this tip literally saved my life. because i spent 2.5 months running on a total of 4 to 6 hours of legit-sleep per week or per week-and-a-half throughout. and that kinda shit, i belatedly found out, should mean i should be dead. but i was fake-sleeping at least 5 hours a night. and my family's doctor went "uhhhhh thank god i showed your mom that study i guess, omfg". so like. i swear it helps. just. ALSO temper your expectations on how much it helps lol

if this is unsolicited and feels unwarranted, i apologize. im not good at reading tone in text, and just wanted to help. i hope this does help you out, you got this, i believe in you!!

Hey no worries, I appreciate you taking the time to type all this out. Recently (like, within the past one to two years or so) I’ve been more prone to bouts of restlessness and the fake sleeping is actually something I practice and it does help me most of the time. I think right now it’s more of a stress induced sort of thing more than anything that’s led to me having more trouble. Might just be one of those things I gotta wait out to be honest. When I do have a moment where I can’t sleep right it doesn’t last more than a few days normally so I don’t imagine this being different I hope. Maybe seeing a doctor would help but I’ll be honest there’s a probably a few things I should be seeing a doctor about and I just don’t have the money for that lol. But still like I said I appreciate you taking the time to try and help me out and offer some advice that’s very kind of you 🫶

[cherrping]

Searching for a Roy/Riza 1x1

I am forever Royai trash and always looking forward to roleplaying it with anyone. I love sending head canons and plotting up kooky things. I don’t mind playing either Roy or Riza. Canon, Canon divergent, or AU I can plot and brainstorm on.

I have plots under the cut.

A few things about me:

She/Her, 33 Years old, and prefer to rp with 21+

I do enjoy romance in my rps, it makes it fun for me but I don’t ask for it to be the end all and be all.

I am a lazy-lit, semi-lit I guess? I enjoy fast-paced rps. I don’t mind if you send me a one-liner. I prefer typing 1-3 paragraphs. If you want to send more 4+, go ahead! I don’t want to feel like I’m limiting your creativity.

I post at least once a day. If things come up, you want to change the plot, or you are no longer interested please tell me. I promise I won’t get upset.

Also, if you want to do multiple RPs, that’s perfectly fine with me!

You can poke me to reply. I sometimes forget to hit send or think I replied when reality tells me I didn’t.

I prefer to rp 3rd POV in paragraphs. Willing to do action RPs if in the mood.

I prefer to RP with women (cis and trans) only or people who use she/her/they/NB pronouns. No offense to the guys but I’ve had too many bad experiences and creepy men wanting to rp out kinks and fetishes I want no part of.

I don’t mind getting to know my partner OOC-wise. I understand if you want it to be strictly IC. I rp over discord.

But I do enjoy gushing about head canons and this pairing

I do find it fun to do IC chatstyle rps while waiting for posts if you like things like that.

I’m pretty flexible about gender. I don’t mind playing male or female roles.

I don’t mind a bit of darkness in my rps but I do like to balance it out with fluff.

message me if interested!

red string of fate. - What if they could see the string that connected them their entire life. They spent years trying to sever it only to think deeply about it once they see the string finally fray? (bonus if there's a mental bond too.)

I just woke up from a 6 month coma and I don’t remember anything about the past 5 years but that’s kind of okay because as a trade-off this gorgeous stranger sitting at my bedside is saying he’s my husband

Possibly modern or normal timeline Royai AU:

Roy considered Van Hohenheim an old acquaintance but hadn't heard from him in years. Which wasn't out of the ordinary for the man, he comes and goes with his own time and rhythm. Which was out of the ordinary when he was asked to care for his children as his ward. Roy was hesitant for a moment, he was a busy military man and doubted he could properly care for any children. With a little convincing from Hughes (and a discussion of how the public loves a good feel feel-good story), he decided to take them on.

Riza considered this to be one more thing added to her plate, wondering how Roy could possibly handle this but she was caught by surprise seeing how well he adapted to fatherhood despite taking on two very traumatized boys.

Modern AU

Can be done with or without alchemy, can be discussed more.

It was rare that Roy took Hughes's offer to set him up on a blind date, but decided to do so to help shut him up. He counted his blessing when Hughes found an endlessly charming woman for him but felt a spray of cold water when she told him she didn't want to meet him again. At a loss of words, he agreed.

The next day, the color nearly drained from his skin when he saw his newest transfer from Briggs was the woman he went on a date with last night.

‘you’re my normally really pedantic and fussy assistant so i get really confused when you start sending me office memos with typos of randomly added letters turns out the added letters spell out a declaration of your love for me’

'my really stern and strict (but secretly nice) boss and i have to fly somewhere on a business trip and during the plane ride she fell asleep on my shoulder she looks so cute and peaceful i’m melting on the inside’

I fell in love with you three lifetimes ago and I’ve been looking for you ever since but I’ve been starting to give up and my friends’s new crush has your eyes and oh god I’m not going to steal someone’s date just because I’m hoping you’re the person I met in a past life (jk yes I am)

We only remember each other in alternating lifetimes so every lifetime we have to find one another and convince each other that we’re soul mates but half the time I won’t believe you and half the time you’re already dating someone else

“I’VE BEEN TEXTING MY FRIEND FOR ABT A WEEK NOW AND THEY DONT REPLY BUT TURNS OUT I WAS TEXTING A RANDOM PERSON AND THERE WAS SOME DEEP PERSONAL STUFF I SENT OH MY GOD WHY ARE THEY CALLING ME NOW?” AU (+BONUS IF THE PERSON CALLS AT 2AM)

[goldilockswrites]

Thunderstorm // Eddie Munson

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Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader (she/her)

Requested: Yes (by my brain)

Summary: When reader has troubles going to bed, because of her fear of thunderstorms, Eddie swoops right in and saves the day... Well, the night.

Warnings: A description of a thunderstorm. Other than that all is fluff.

A/N: Hey, loves! I typed this one out at 1 AM, with my eyes half-closed, because OMG I had a dream about this and just couldn’t not write about it! Anyway here it is! 

Also let’s all collectively thank my friends for being so supportive and encouraging me to post this + helping out with the cover!

All the love,

Axe <3

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It had started as a murmur that echoed through the air. Followed by a silver cloud, dragging its shapeless body through the sky. Not even a minute later, a violent downpour fell over Hawkins - lightning striking the ground, the loud growl of a thunder sneaking right after.  

The deep rumble of nature send the unpleasant kind of shivers down Y/N’s back. She glanced at the clock on the wall - it was a hair past 2 AM. Even more sweat dripped down her forehead, as the sky wailed again. “You are fine.” She whispered to herself. Her tearful orbs scanned the room - in the darkness she was able to identify a wrinkled bed sheet, a guitar, an ashtray and an opened pack of condoms. In the end her eyes stumbled upon the pile of notebooks on the desk, trying to count how many were there in the stack, which occupied her mind for a while. 

But just then yet another thunder echoed outside. Y/N hugged her knees to her chest, cuddling into her pillow, careful not to wake the sleeping boy next to her. Eddie was completely unaware of the panic, that the spiders in the corners of her mind seemed to thread. His chest rose and fell at a steady pace, as his eyes remained shut. Chapped lips were slightly parted, allowing a few soft (and a few not so soft) snores to slip out here and there. Occasionally he would scrunch his nose, or mutter something in barely a rasp, but that was as much as anyone could get out of him while he was asleep.

Despite wanting to crawl out of her skeleton, Y/N decided against waking up the boy. He had a busy day - driving her around town, doing school work, staying behind for extra credit and still remembering to pick her up and take her home, a Hellfire meeting and a gig with Corroded Coffin, drug sales. It felt unfair to bother him for something so little (at least to her).

That's why she chose to try and suppress the wave of fear that washed over her and sliced her open, leaving her bleeding each time. So she closed her eyes and started fantasising - about what she and Eddie will do after graduation, about their new home, their wedding, his career as a rockstar, her own job. But nature had other plans, sending yet another thunder to shake up Hawkins. This one sounded much more scary than the previous ones, as if Zeus himself had just landed a mere foot away and was now preparing to bury the whole town alive.

The sound made each fantasy crumble, leaving Y/N weeping. She didn't even realise she was crying until she brought her palm to her cheek to wipe off more sweat and as a result she couldn't bite into her palm on time to suppress the sob that wrecked her chest. The sound was so loud that it woke Eddie up.

The boy let out a grunt, rubbing his fists over his eyes. His fingers ran through the tousled mop of curls on his head, getting tangled in the mess. When the sleep was shrugged off of his body, he turned to his right to hug the beautiful girl by his side only to find her body shaking, as she bit down on her palm in an attempt to silence her cries.

“Hey, hey, hey…” Eddie gently leaned towards Y/N, slipping his arm around her frame. “I- I h-hate th-thunderstorms.” The girl nuzzled into his touch, pressing her side to his own. “I know. I know you do, baby.” He kissed the crown of her head, pulling her closer. Her cheek landed on his bare shoulder. The boy twisted around to flip the switch of the closest lamp on, breaking apart the darkness. In the process, he managed to knock the red ashtray over, letting out a harsh “Fuck!” when old butts and ash littered the floor. 

Another thunder echoed through the city - getting yet another yelp from Y/N and a whole new downpour of snot and tears. The metalhead turned to the girl, pressing his lips on her slaty cheek, pulling his arms around her neck. “Do you wanna watch a movie?” Eddie wiped a few tears off of his girlfriend’s cheek. “I can put on one of those you brought.” If it wasn’t for the crippling panic that had taken over Y/N, she would be swooning over how quickly the boy was ready to drop his metal attitude for her. But for now she just resorted to trembling and nodding. 

Eddie laid the girl down, covering her up with the blanket and looking for her handbag. He reached his hand inside, pulling out a journal, a camera, make-up, and… “Jesus, where is it?” “Do you-” “No, it’s fine, babe, I will find it.” After some more shuffling and producing a few polaroids and pens, Eddie finally let out a small cheer when he pulled the copy of the film out. (He never thought he’d be happy over a copy of “Flashdance”.)

He quickly turned on the TV, setting it up, before playing the movie at a low volume. Y/N sat up a little bit, cuddling into Eddie’s side when he got back in bed, looking at the screen. The boy took a cigarette out of the pack, bringing it up to his lips and lighting it. He held it out in front of the girl - his subtle way to ask her if she wanted to smoke with him. She nodded, letting him slip it between her lips. 

About half an hour later, after sinking in the covers of Eddie’s bed, and watching the movie (Well, it was more listening to the boy fuss about it and planting kisses to his bare chest.), she curled up to the metalhead and closed her eyes. With a “You know, this isn’t very metal from you.” she drifted off to sleep, leaving Eddie with a smile on his lips as he finished off the cigarette. His girlfriend was back.

[bellesowl]

kiss and make up

- multiple characters 

⤷ atsumu, sakusa

genre: (an attempt at) angst to fluff ; established relationship, timeskip 

synopsis: in which you have an almost relationship-ending argument

word count: 2.1k total - about 1k each

warnings: fighting (obv), being called a burden, the boys are kinda mean but they make up for it i swear

- a/n: tbh i was kinda getting sick of writing just fluff so i wanted to spice it up a lil! if this sucks i’m probably going to stick to fluff fics but i think it should be fine? this one also only has 2 characs cause idk how i would be at writing angst LMAO if this does well enough i’ll post the one i have written w kuroo and iwa <3 but i feel like this kinda sucks so oh well

- thank u @kybabi for beta-ing <3

- miya atsumu

you n atsumu have been together since high school which is why you’ve always been inseparable

you went to the same college & moved in together right after, but once he got his job with the jackals, he insisted that you didn’t work and focused on getting your master’s degree

you reluctantly agreed, if only to be able finish & earn your phd soon after

because atsumu is always busy, it’s kinda become commonplace for you to do the chores around the house- like doing the laundry or washing the dishes or cooking dinner for him

but it’s gotten to the point where he expects it

atsumu sighs, unlocking the door to your shared apartment. today’s practice was rough, it was a day of hard conditioning and bad sets and he wanted nothing more than a good meal and to cuddle. the first thing he noticed when he walked in was the mess. instant ramen bowls were scattered everywhere, empty coke cans and dirty napkins were all over the floor, and there you were, in the eye of the hurricane. the second thing he noticed was that there was no homecooked meal.

surprised, he walks into the dining room to see you, furiously typing away at your laptop with four different books surrounding you. you hear his footsteps and look up.

“hey baby! how was practice?” you ask with a smile

atsumu grunts in reply and gestures toward the kitchen, “so.. what’s for dinner babe?”

your eyes widen, “oh shoot! i’m sorry, i was so busy studying for this final that i forgot to cook. do you mind-“ you stop when you see him roll his eyes and head out.

“um, where are you going? you just got home?” you ask, following him.

“out. i have to get food somehow” he replies, “especially because my useless s/o can’t cook a goddamn meal for me” he mutters under his breath

you stop in shock because did he really just say that?

“i’m sorry, i don’t think i heard you right.” you start but he interrupts you

“i said, i have to go get food because someone is too busy to cook a goddamn meal. what do you even do anyways- well, besides spend my money? the least you can do is cook for me, god.” he finally turns to look at you but he feels his heart stop at the look on your face.

not wanting to escalate the situation any further, you try to calm him down, “tsum, hey, i’m sorry i forgot to cook okay? this is my last final before the year ends and i just can’t afford to fail it, so i’ve been studying all day. if you come back to the kitchen, i’ll make you something, okay?”

“i don’t want to eat your half assed attempt at a meal, y/n. the whole point is that you couldn’t get off your ass for an hour to cook when i make the money, i paid for the apartment, hell, i’m even paying for your school! is it really too much to ask for you to stop being such a burden and cook and clean everyday?” he fumed.

you gape at him, shocked that he would even say that. to hell with not escalating things

“at least i want to do something more with my life than hit balls around and retire at 35” you hiss, “and i do everything in this house! i do the laundry, i clean the bathroom, i cook - i do all the things you refuse to. and do i complain? no. i offered to get a job but you refused.”

you turn around to grab your laptop and your textbooks, “just- just do whatever the hell you want to, atsumu.” and with that you walk out the door.

atsumu’s heart drops when he realizes that you actually left. sure, you’ve had arguments here and there, but you’ve never left. he pulls out his phone to call you when he sees you’ve left yours on the counter. knowing there’s nothing to do but wait at this point, he begins to clean up and calls osamu over.

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it’s already 3 am when you walk back into your apartment, and you blink multiple times when you open the door. it’s ... clean? you’re sure it was a mess when you left, so how would it be clean? you sigh, too tired to think about it more and walk into the kitchen. your eyes widen at the sight. not only is your favorite food on the stove, but there your boyfriend is, asleep on the dining table. you smile slightly, well that explains things.

“ ‘’mu, hey, wake up babe.” you kiss him lightly and shake him.

he grunts and sits up, “baby! i’m so so sorry for what i said. you are in no way, shape, or form a burden, i have no clue why i said that. today’s practice was just really tiring, but i know i shouldn’t have taken it out on you. just please-” he sighs, “just please don’t leave me again.”

your heart breaks your teary eyed boyfriend. “shh, of course baby. i’ll never leave you again okay?” you say, tugging on his arm, “cmon babe, let’s go to bed, okay?”

“mm okay my love.” he replies and practically pulls you into bed. “i love you, okay?”

“i love you too baby.” you reply

“to the moon and back?” he asks

“yeah, and to infinity and beyond.” you reply, your lack of sleep hitting you hard

“oh, i didn’t know i was dating buzz lightyear”

you let out a loud laugh and just like that you both fall into the same routine, love radiating off both of you in waves.

- sakusa kiyoomi

dating sakusa was,, challenging

it definitely took him a while to get comfortable with you

so you guys have been dating for a couple years now, and at this point he’s def clingy

however there still moments when he reverts to his old self

this just happened to be one of those times

“OUT! AND JUST LIKE THAT, EJP RAIJIN TAKES THE WIN AGAINST THE BLACK JACKALS!”

the stadium is silent before the ejp cheering section erupts in cheers. you stay silent, watching your team below. you watch as sakusa stills, still in disbelief. you make your way down, practically sprinting to your boyfriend.

he sees you on the sideline and makes his way over to you. you put on your biggest smile and attempt to make him feel better.

“you did great, kiyo! you’ll get them next time, yeah?” you beam, knowing how hard he’s been training to beat his cousin

he eyes you warily, not knowing what to say.

usually, sakusa gets pretty clingy after games, so you you move to give him a hug.

“don’t touch me” he barked, jerking away from you. “if you hadn’t been distracting me, we would’ve won.”

you stare at him, refusing to let the tears flow. you both turn when you hear a certain setter yelling at the opposing middle and you sigh.

“um, okay then. i’ll see you at home, yeah?” you ask

sakusa merely nods and makes his way over to his teammates. you look around to see if anyone saw what just happened and you lock eyes with your boyfriend’s cousin, who walks over.

“congrats on the win komori! you guys did so well!” you cheered

“thanks, y/n! and i’m sorry about kiyoomi. i’m sure you know he gets that way sometimes.” he explains

you smile and shake your head, saying that you’re used to it and you both bid your farewells. as you walk out of the stadium, you think back to how your boyfriend, the one person you loved with everything you had in you, utterly embarrassed you in front of his whole team. before you know it, silent tears start streaming down your face. 

you enter your home and immediately rush to the bathroom. you draw yourself a bath and make some dinner while waiting. you assume that kiyoomi wouldn’t be home to have dinner with you anyways- and now that you think about it, you can’t remember the last time you had dinner together. after you finish your bath and eat your dinner, you decide to wait up for boyfriend and watch a couple episodes of your favorite show to pass the time. 

-

kiyoomi walks into his apartment at around 1 am, completely and utterly exhausted. he kicks his shoes off and drops his bag on the floor. The rustling rouses you from sleep and you sit up.

“hey kiyo” you say with a yawn, “where’ve you been all night?” 

sakusa ignores you in favor of getting ready for bed and you frown when he brushes past you. 

“kiyo, babe, what’s wrong? you’ve been ignoring me all night and i-” you start but he interrupts you before you can finish. 

“god, just shut up, y/n. can’t you tell i don’t want to talk to you right now? i’ve already had the worst day, i don’t need you making it any worse.” he snaps

"kiyoomi, look, i understand you’re upset but you shouldn’t take it out on me.” you reason, reaching out towards him, “listen, i’m here if you wanna-” 

“i said, do not touch me.” he seethes. “you are so fucking clingy y/n, lord, let me breathe a little.”

with those words, you explode. “you know what, sakusa,” he flinches when he hears his last name come out of your mouth, “i think i have the right to want to spend some time with my boyfriend! i haven’t seen you in god knows how long- you leave before i wake up and i fall asleep in an empty bed. i’ve been working my ass off to get some time off to watch your stupid volleyball game and what do you do? you embarrass me in front of your whole team!”

you sigh, wiping away the tears that continue that continue to fall. “listen, i don’t want to fight right now. i’m going to go stay at a friend’s house for the night, alright? i’ll see you tomorrow” you say, grabbing your purse. “if you’re even home tomorrow,” you add under your breath.

sakusa is in shock. the moment he saw your tears start to spill, he felt an undeniable and unrelenting ache in his chest that only seemed to grow with every work that came out of your mouth. and when the door shut? sakusa fell on his knees, his heart dropping. he truly couldn’t believe he said that to you. now all he had to do was wait till you got home.

-

2:38 pm - you check the time on your phone before pulling out your keys. you hope you made the right move, choosing to come back home while kiyoomi was still at practice. you open the door and the sight causes your eyes to widen.

there, on the couch with your favorite flowers in hand, is your boyfriend. he hears the door open and stands up abruptly.

“y/n, my love, i am so sorry. i truly cannot express how horrible i feel, and i cannot begin to understand how you feel.” he takes a deep breath, seemingly holding back tears. “i- i do love you. i love you more than i’ve ever loved anyone in my entire life. i know i’m not the best at expressing it, but you mean the world to me- no, you are my world. without you, i don’t know what i would do. so please-” his voice cracks, “just, please give me another chance?”

you run towards your boyfriend, practically tackling him. “kiyo, baby, of course. i love you too, you know? you just can’t do that anymore, yeah? you shouldn’t feel like you have the right to embarrass me just because you had a bad day. and please, don’t call me clingy? i know i do stick to you like glue sometimes, but that’s just because i never see you anymore.” you reply.

“that will all change, darling.” he answers sincerely, “i’ll make more time for you, i swear. in fact, i’ll take the week off, how does that sound?” at the sight of your smile, he relaxes.

“that sounds wonderful, yoomi.” you answer

sakusa feels the weight that’s been dragging him down lift and he realizes the effect you have on him- you’re his breath of fresh air. he also realizes how utterly idiotic it was to push away the one person who could make him feel better.

it’s fine, he reasons, he’ll just never make that mistake again. he swears it.

[shotorozu]

doing your makeup

character(s) : multiple characters (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name] gender neutral reader (reader likes makeup), quirk’s not mentioned. bold = this character can also apply to this situation

headcanon type : fluff, crack-ish (x reader)

note(s) : quite similar to the eyeliner post i made a while back— but reversed, and they do a full face of makeup on you, and not just eyeliner. there’s not that much nuances

(reader owns a blush that suits their skin type, i have done research🧎‍♂️ but if it REALLY doesn’t apply to you, then don’t worry! i’m not very descriptive)

also there’s no proofread in this bc this is long as hell and im tired 🗿 will edit later

asking them about said task 。

replies with a simple “okay” looks unphased, is actually the very opposite. they are either glad that they’re given the opportunity, or— they’re nervous. they’re still glad, don’t get it twisted— but more so on the nervous side.

—♡ shouto, denki, fumikage, sero, tamaki, kyouka

replies with a simple “okay” looks unphased, because they really are. putting makeup on you doesn’t sound difficult, or intimidating. compared to other things they needed to do before (like.. fighting for their lives, to name an instance.)

—♡ shouta (when he finally says yes), dabi, hitoshi, hawks, tsuyu

is delighted, enthusiastic. somewhat has knowledge of makeup, and you won’t ask why— assures you that you could count on them, and that they will not let you down. (this doesn’t mean that they’re not nervous though)

—♡ izuku, eijirou, mirio, hawks, mina, momo, ochako

says no, at first— was planning on saying yes to begin with, since they do trust their own skills, and it makes you happy. just wanted to see how you’d convince them. it was quite entertaining, almost funny— but they did given in.

—♡ katsuki, shouta, neito

little individual hcs about this (before we get started fr)

—♡ shouto and katsuki definitely warms up liquid/cream products with their quirks before application (shouto heard it from somewhere that doing that was good, and katsuki heard that from you specifically— so why not?”)

—♡ but you had to yank your precious products from katsuki— because he, at some point, almost blew up your liquid blush 💀

—♡ shouta almost forgot about the entire makeup thing at some point. almost fell asleep— but remembered the task he was given, and immediately went to work.

—♡ tamaki was oddly compliant when he gets over his nervousness, because he helped around with nejire’s makeup during that entire beauty pageant thing (from season 4)

—♡ katsuki, neito, hawks, dabi, hitoshi

—♡ shouto, kyouka, sero, tamaki, shouta, hitoshi (when he actually starts rubbing the product into your face), fumikage, tsuyu

—♡ shouto, kyouka, sero, tamaki, shouta, hitoshi (when he actually starts rubbing the product into your face), fumikage, tsuyu

doesn’t care where they put it— just does it, harshness may or may not be there 💀 laughs when you look at him like 😐 “really?” when the product finally absorbs on your skin, he kisses your cheek to make up for the brashness <3

—♡ denki, mirio, neito, hawks, dabi (but he pinches your cheek instead 💀), mina

talks about the product. says how nice it feels on their hands, and how your skin will be all ready after this step. knows at least a bit of your skin type, and comments on how the primer seems to be getting along with your skin.

—♡ izuku, sero, mirio, eijirou, mina, momo, ochako

complexion stuff 。

drops the applicator (example: beauty blender, brush) and almost uses it on your skin. you stop them just in time. now, whenever you squirm or dare to move even an inch, they threaten you with the use of the dirty item 😎 (don’t worry, they actually apply product with something clean. ex: a spare brush/beauty blender)

—♡ katsuki, dabi, neito, mina

uses a brush, and feels like an artist. your skin is their canvas, your fate is in their hands. probably doesn’t blend enough, and has to use their fingers (or a beauty blender, if you think the use of fingers is just icky 😟) only to make sure it’s all blended.

—♡ denki, dabi, mirio, hawks, ochako, mina, momo, dark shadow (when fumikage’s preparing for the next step 💀)

uses a beauty blender because those things interest them. has seen them everywhere and doesn’t know why— but it makes more sense now. smiles the entire time he (lowkey) beats your face up with a sponge.

—♡ shouto, sero, hitoshi, eijirou, tsuyu, kyouka

who wets the sponge for foundation:: eijirou, shouto, tsuyu, kyouka

who leaves it dry, and says “oh well, there’s no backing out”:: hitoshi, sero

fingers because they heard those blend in product better than any type of blending tool. makes sure to wash their hands, and smooths out the product with gentle, circular motions. isn’t afraid of getting their hands dirty— in fact, they won’t care, as long as they could touch your face.

—♡ izuku, tamaki (but pls don’t comment on it), shouto, katsuki, mirio, mina (the beauty blender slips out of their hands, and they switch to hands)

eyeshadow 。

does something neutral or earthy (browns, basically.) like.. your natural shadow or something similar. sticks with that because they’re either afraid of making you look like a children’s coloring book gone wrong— or they just like neutrals/earthy tones the best on you

—♡ tamaki, izuku, momo

when you show him your eyeshadow palette, he immediately goes for the darkest/boldest shade— and goes to town on your eyelid (results may vary.) they ends up using their fingers for blending because the brush kept making the color darker (well— maybe it’s because there’s product on it 💀) has to bite back a smile when all you do is look at him in admiration.

—♡ fumikage + dark shadow, dabi, hitoshi, kyouka

adds color to it. they pick whatever suits your skintone the most. actually knows what buildup is— and adds more color and saturation to your eyelids slowly. you’re impressed so far. it could either turn out really good because they know when to stop— or the complete opposite

—♡ eijirou, sero, shouta, hawks, ochako, mirio

does neutral/earthy tones with a pop of color. adds color to the corners of your eyelids (like that one kylie jenner makeup look 💀) likes how it looks— says they could now probably see the makeup from a mile away 😃

—♡ shouto, katsuki, neito, mina, tsuyu, izuku (who changed his mind mid-way)

eyeliner 。

does it in one swipe. you are impressed that it’s all that it took— then again, it’s probably because they wear eyeliner on a regular. it just needs a little more retouches, and you’re good to go.

—♡ fumikage, katsuki, hawks, kyouka, mina, hitoshi

has steady hands— you wonder if they’ve ever considered becoming a surgeon because of this. is extremely focused. tells YOU not to move, or they’ll just cry (or scream, in katsuki’s case) a little bit (due to frustration. and they mean internally screaming)

—♡ shouto, katsuki, tamaki, shouta, sero, momo, tsuyu, hitoshi

completely messes up, but we can all blame their shaky hands. apologizes over and over again— says it’s because they’re nervous about poking you (but they’re also excited that they could see you up close)

—♡ izuku, ochako, denki, eijirou, mirio

makes you look like a raccoon 💀 laughs when you nearly shriek at your own reflection. hugs you and whispers that you’re still very pretty as an apology. you accept, only because they said you still look nice (but you’re unsure if they’re bullshitting you or nah)

—♡ neito, dabi, mirio (but this sly ass bitch pretends it looks good like “oh well look at that, i think i did a pretty good job 🤩☝️‼️” also you : ����)

lash curler + mascara 。

is TERRIFIED. literally throws themselves across the room when you show them the device (even though they’re not using it this time around 💀) is literally so scared of cutting off your precious lashes, that you end up curling them yourself. does the mascara part just fine though.

—♡ izuku, tamaki, fumikage, denki, neito, kyouka, ochako, hitoshi

uses heat to curl your lashes, it’s very convenient. is oddly very pumped about doing your mascara, but just ends up doing 2 coats only.

—♡ shouto, katsuki (laughs when he (somewhat gently) holds onto your lashes for 3 seconds, and sees that you’re just 👁👄👁) momo (because she literally whips out a heated stick for this. you don’t panic because she assures you that it’s not SUPER DUPER heated)

surprisingly, knows how to use this.. torture device. is very careful about it, because they could accidentally pinch your eyelid (and it looks like it hurts). does mascara quite well, because again— poking your lover’s eyeballs out is a no-no💀😟☝️

—♡ eijirou, hawks, sero, hitoshi (when he gets over the fact that it looks like a torture device), shouta, mirio, dabi,(surprisingly. because he doesn’t want karma to bite his ass), tsuyu, momo (waits for 15 seconds. does this bc she wants your lashes to be curled to the fullest)

lash extensions 。

doesn’t see why you need them when they’ve put mascara on you. thinks you look spectacular as is, but once they’ve put the lashes on you— they like how it looks. thinks it puts the look together. putting on the false lashes was definitely heart fluttering.

—♡ shouta, dabi, sero, mirio, fumikage, kyouka, tsuyu, hitoshi

stares at them like 😀❓❓ “that looks like a caterpillar, are you sure?” attaches it to your lashline a little loosely than what’s standard, but ends up PINCHING them together with their fingers (apologizes afterwards 💀)

—♡ katsuki (if you MIRACULOUSLY managed to get him to put fake lashes on you), eijirou, izuku, hawks, mirio, denki, dabi (minus the apology part, just smiles and pats your cheek)

skips the lash step all together. thinks it is not needed and will not be convinced that it is— plus, they’re actually looking forward to the lipstick part more, and they just casually ignore you (you’ll be there like hello?? you forgot the lashes! and they’re like “what was that 🧐❓ anyways, it is time for the lips 🤩☝️‼️”)

—♡ shouto, katsuki

lipstick 。

uses one of those small lip brushes, like a makeup artist. puts some product at the back of their hand, and applies it to your lips with the brush. creates a nice gradient in the process. forgets to wash the back of their hand, which leads to people asking them about the mysterious blotch of color at the back of their hand. “it’s lipstick.” is all they say (with a smile that’d be lowkey kind of sus.)

—♡ shouta, fumikage, tsuyu, momo (who wanted to get it off with a makeup remover, but went nvm. this is a flex for her 😎), denki (has always wanted to put on lipstick on you with a brush— only does the top lip successfully)

uses the applicator directly on your lips. you’re not really mad about that, considering that it is YOUR makeup (you’d probably never allow them to do that with a tester, or somebody else’s stuff though) holds it in a very particular way, you have to gather all the mental courage to just NOT laugh, or you’ll make them mess up 💀

—♡ izuku, eijirou, mirio, hawks, sero, mina, ochako, neito, hitoshi (he gives up midway because you looked like you were about to burst into tears of laughter at any moment 😭)

uses their fingers. this was either an artistic choice on their behalf or— they just got lazy with their first method of application. smears it carelessly, or alternatively— taps your lips gently with product coated on their finger(s). likes touching your lips anyway, so this isn’t an issue for them. (anyway, they’ll have a tinted pointer finger by the end of it. but hey! they touched your lips 🤩)

—♡ katsuki, hitoshi, shouto, dabi, hawks (this hoe probably broke your lip product, thats why he’s using his fingers now 😐), kyouka, mina (gave up mid-way)

overall 。

absolute perfection. you’d totally walk out of the room completely satisfied. you could take pictures, and even go to a party like this. they did so good! and you should definitely get them to do your makeup more. they should— and probably are— very proud of themselves.

—♡ momo, fumikage, tsuyu, hitoshi, katsuki (because the way he puts on eyeliner is SO good) shouta, (but let’s see if you could even convince him to even do your makeup again 💀)

a dumpster fire. what even happened here 😭 did they do the blindfolded makeup challenge on you? you do not know— however, it does not look like something you should ever step outside with. it looks like a billion other things happened on your face. they could really try again, since practice is welcomed. but if this doesn’t discourage them 💀

—♡ neito, denki, dabi (he is NOT guilty about it 😭), hawks (only the eyeliner and eyebrows looks good. the rest is.. not so great), eijirou (he’s too sweet. you couldn’t immediately tell him about the things he did incorrectly), neito (again, because you don’t know how he messed up this badly)

a 50/50– could use some work, and there could be some things they could’ve done differently— but it’s not absolute garbage. you could still walk outside, without having people on the streets gawk at you, like you’ve gone completely mad 💀 it’s a great first try though! you’re confident that the next attempt’s going to be spectacular

—♡ ochako, sero, izuku, mirio, kyouka (the eyeliner was so good though), shouto (you didn’t have the heart to tell him about the wrong things he did— YET)

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[patt-writes-stuff]

Beach Days with The Genshin Characters!

Wc: 1.7k+

Type: Headcanons

CW: umm nothing except mentions of alcohol and maybe people being creeps? (None of the chars or you tho it’s very brief)

A/N: HI IM BACK FROM THE DEAD! These were supposed to be a lot shorter but I got too excited. If you by any chance wanna see some for your fav character lmk! I know it says request are closed in my bio but since it’s just hcs it’s a lot less (and I really enjoyed writing these so ajdhdhdk)

🔥Diluc:

This man cannot swim. Tell me otherwise, I dare you.

Kaeya tried to jokingly push him off a lil diving cliff area when they were kids.

He almost drowned. Kaeya was in a lot of trouble.

So, good luck getting this man to actually get in the water. The most he’ll do is sit on the shore where it’s very shallow.

He usually prefers to just stay under an umbrella on the sand and keep an eye on you.

Calls you every two hours in advance and helps you reapply sunscreen.

He’s very pale so I feel like he burns pretty easily, meaning he needs to reapply super frequently otherwise he will become a tomato. He brings like three bottles of the good shit. Tch, rich boy.

If you ask him to build a sandcastle, he will pretend to be annoyed but do it anyways. Ends up finding it kind of enjoyable.

He has the maids prepare a nice picnic basket for the two of you!! It’s got all your favorite foods plus grape juice cuz y’know.

If any creepy peeps approach you, don’t worry. He brought his vision and his claymore.

Of course, he won’t have to resort to such violent lengths. Everyone in Mondstadt knows who Diluc is and they probably know you’re his s/o, so they’re usually smart enough to mind their own business.

If they don’t, don’t worry. Diluc’s glare is more than enough to scare them away.

All in all I definitely recommend a beach day with him! I’ll give it a solid 8/10 (-2 for not wearing floaties and getting in the water with you or letting you teach him how to swim.

🖌Albedo:

You guys definitely 100% take Klee out with you on a beach day.

You guys bring snacks, beach toys like buckets and shovels for optimal sandcastle building, a picnic blanket, etc.

Jean definitely packs a lot more stuff for you guys to take with you than you actually need.

It’s only cuz she’s worried for Klee and is nervous about not being able to go with you guys though! It’s very sweet really.

Klee tries to bomb the fish and cause havoc at the beach 😭

I think Albedo is a good swimmer and gets in with you and Klee so that he can help her (which is very cute omfg)

He’s set total workaholic, as we know, so it took a lot of convincing to get him to put down his experiments and accompany you to the beach (however, he’s particularly weak to yours and klee’s puppy dog eyes so he caved eventually)

Though, looking at you and Klee happily building sandcastles and decorating them with pretty seashells of all shapes and colors, he can’t really find it in himself to complain.

He, of course, takes this opportunity to take out his sketchbook and draw the waves, seagulls, you… Of course he won’t let you see the sketch book no sir. He’s a bit embarrassed to be honest, but an artist such as himself recognizes beauty when he sees it so he simply had to draw you. (God I love him so much)

If a creepy person approaches you,- well don’t worry. The sight of a small arsonist child blowing up fish is enough to scare them away 🥰

At the end of the day, all three of you are all ticketed out. Albedo has to carry Klee back to Mondstadt because the poor baby fell asleep the moment you started drying her hair with the beach towel. You’re, of course, carrying back Dodoco and your bags. (You also manage to sneak a peak at Albedo’s sketchbook and find some very pretty drawings of you and Klee with your sandcastle)

At the end of the day, you guys tuck Klee in and read her a bedtime story (she woke up and insisted). Afterwards Albedo takes you back home and thanks you for coming with you and Klee (which you ofc say wasn’t a problem because how could you not???)

All in all? I’ll give it a solid 10/10. You’ve got tasty food, fun times, your boyfriend and his cute kid adoptive sister (yes I am very biased idc)

🦋Xiao:

I think it would take a lot of convincing to get Xiao to go out on a beach date with you.

He’ll probably see it as a distraction getting in the way of his slaying of monsters and demons.

However, he also worships the grounds you walk on (hehe, simp XD), so I don’t think it’ll take that much convincing on your part (especially because it’s is self appointed duty to keep you safe so if you insist on going with or without him, he supposes he’ll have to go)

Is definitely a bit tense at first. He doesn’t know how to let loose and chill so while you’re sun tanning on a beach chair he’s like 🧍‍♂️ahdgshjsjd

Eventually calms down a bit though! You get him to relax and eat some almond tofu you brought along with you. It definitely gets him to perk up.

I don’t think he would mind getting into the water but I do think he’d rather walk along the shore and collect pretty seashells and sea glass.

He later gives the ones he deems pretties to you (he hands them over to you with a blush on his face and pretends it’s not a big deal and he definitely gets all pouty and grouchy when you coo at how adorable he is)

As for creeps, Xiao is both intimidating and well known in Liyue. No one is brave enough (or, let’s be honest, dumb enough) to approach you with any bad intentions.

Sure, Xiao has sworn never to harm a human/citizen of Liyue but that doesn’t mean he can’t scare the absolute shit out of them.

I think Xiao would definitely enjoy a beach day 🥺🥺. He’d find it very relaxing to go out with you and just hear the sound of waves and feel the sand under his feet.

He’d definitely hint at wanting to do it again later. Of course, he won’t tell you. No, that’s a foolish mortal activity and he has much better things to do.

Wait no, don't turn around, yes he will go with you next month.

All in all, I give Xiao a 9/10. It’s a very relaxing day (which he deserves 😤). And you get to see a whole new side of him.

💎Ningguang:

OK SO ORIGINALLY I WASN'T GONNA WRITE ONE FOR HER (at least not in this post) BUT THEN I THOUGHT OF LADY NINGGUANG TAKING YOU TO A WHOLE ASS PRIVATE BEACH

She knows you don’t care about how exclusive the beach you go to is (in fact, the fact that you don’t care about where you are or what you do is one of the things that make her fall more and more madly in love with you) but you deserve the best so she’s gonna go all out.

She’s a busy lady so days like this where the two of you get to go somewhere and be together are few and far between.

She knows it’s hard to be in a relationship with someone who is busy 24/7, so she appreciates how you remain by her side despite all hardships. (Y’all are a whole ass power couple istg)

The two of you spend your day relaxing. Sun bathing, drinking piña coladas, maybe taking a dip in the ocean. It’s all very pleasant!

Ningguang doesn’t quite feel like the type of person who would sit in the sand and make sandcastle, however you’re more than welcome to make some yourself. She finds it endearing <3

If you insist on her helping, she’ll eventually comply. She loves you too much to say no. I feel like she’ll either be terrible at it or like a total architect.

Sand is technically like tiny rocks right? So maybe she can use her vision to help her? If that’s the case, she’s making a replica of the Jade chamber out of sand.

If any creepy person comes up to you don’t worry. Ningguang will buy the whole beach and then use her right of admission as owner to permanently ban them from the beach you’re at.

The only downside to a day at the beach with Ningguang might be that there’s a big chance she’ll be called to tend urgent matters, seeing as she is the Tianquan of the Liyue Qixing and all.

If that does happen, she’ll be sure to make it up to you somehow, whether it be rescheduling or taking care of the matter as soon as possible so that the two of you can get back to your day of relaxation and fun.

All in all?? Lady Ningguang will treat you like total royalty and the two of you will have an amazing time! I give her an 11/10 (she would literally buy a whole beach for you to be comfortable I mean c’mon)

🍃Venti:

BEACH DAYS WITH HIM ARE SO FUN!!

Swimming? Yeah, he’d love to! Sunbathing? Sure! He’ll ever conjure up a light breeze for the two of you. Sandcastle building? WELL OF COURSE WHY DO YOU THING HE BROUGHT ALL THESE BUCKETS AND SHOVELS?

No but seriously, he might be the best person out of everyone here to go to the beach with. He’s fun, free spirited, and he’s a traveling bard who’s been alive long enough to know where all the best beaches in Teyvat are. (He also knows a guy- er, well, dragon I suppose- who is willing to fly them to any place).

He’ll play some soft tunes while you doze under the sun.

HE PICKS PRETTY SHELLS AND GIFTS THEM TO YOU!!!

He will bring booze. I’m pretty sure this is a necessity. If you’re a little upset about it, he’ll probably “eheh~” his way out of it. That slick bastard.

If you really insist on him not drinking, he won’t consume much alcohol.

If some creepy person approaches you and tries to ruin you your day of beach time fun, all of their stuff will suddenly be blown away, causing them to scramble back to their spot and (almost embarrassingly) flail around trying to catch everything. What a shame…

At the end of the day, he’d be a little sad to leave. Definitely makes plans about tbe two of you going back soon.

I gotta give him a 10/10 he’s just so fun omg.

[barry-propaganda]

Holy shit, I just decided to check watch.pokemon.com on a whim, only to find it’s got season 11 up on it currently, meaning it’s got Barry’s introductory episode. So I have decided that I must do a not-so-live reaction (‘cause I’m gonna put all my thoughts in this one post and then post it).

Alright, here we go: S11E49 Barry’s Busting Out All Over

The Sinnoh Arc openings go HARD.

I know the episode just started, but HE’S HERE! Love that they introduce him with the classic “THUD!”

Love the consistency of him saying he’s gonna fine you but then him never enforcing it; maybe he keeps a running tab?

Brock, Dawn; Ash was not running that fast or that far away that you missed him meeting Barry.

Dawn, why do you sound surprised to have found Fantina at her gym?

THUD! the sequel

Okay, so Dawn knows who Barry is, but they still made the executive decision to have them not be childhood friends in the anime?

It’s been so long since I watched the Sinnoh Arc that I forgot just how big a Paul stan they made Barry. If you’re gonna have Barry constantly bring up a trainer he thinks is real strong, at least get it right and have him bring up Palmer. (That other post was right that he really does feel like a mouthpiece to hype up Paul here.)

I will say, this definitely feels like a conversation that would happen between 10 year olds, at least.

Barry, I know I think you deserve better than Palmer, but I would literally take you not shutting up about him over you not shutting up about Paul; since, you know, that’d be CONSISTENT.

[Barry: I have 3 badges. Ash: I’ve got 4.] XD this reminds of when Ash said he had 7 badges and then Barry flexed his 6 badges on him.

More on them being 10, it definitely makes them constantly falling for Team Rocket schemes more believable; especially here since this is Barry’s first encounter with them.

Sinnoh Arc motto is fun, especially since I think it’s the one that gets interrupted the most; my favorite will always be when Jessie was hit with Yawn in the Hippopotas episode and fell asleep during the motto, so James has to cover her lines while doing an impression of her.

SPEAKING OF THEM BEING INTERRUPTED, BARRY LITERALLY DID! They were just about to finish too 😂

I’ve never understood how the hair that Dawn has pulled back by that third clip is longer than the rest of her hair.

Love how offended TR gets at Fantina saying they don’t know how to dance.

Also love “James loves his Pokémon” moments, this time featuring his old Cacnea.

Those three have GOTTA be doing theatre on the weekend or something, right? The dramatics, the rhyming, the alliteration, etc.

“I’m not sure what you mean by bonding with them.” BARRY, DON’T YOU HAVE A FUCKING ROSERADE?? I mean, unless you caught it as a Roselia…

Barry, why are you making it sound like Paul is who inspired you to become a Trainer? WHAT ABOUT YOUR DAD, BARRY?

Barry, is your Staraptor secretly part Grass-Type? How did one Flamethrower from a Chimchar take it out?

I WAS RIGHT, YOU DO HAVE A ROSERADE!!

I always forget that the anime tends to not give a flying fuck about type match-ups or STAB or whatever.

Dawn, he also earlier put a Grass-Type against a Fire-Type, and he won that bout, so… Also Empoleon is part Steel-Type, which I think makes Electric neutral (I forget if it does or not) which realistically doesn’t make sense (since water and metal both conduct electricity).

Huh, surprised they kept the consistency of having to recharge after Hyper Beam.

RIP the days of Volt Tackle; you will be missed.

Alright, episode over; that was fun. Thanks for joining me slip a lil further down the Barry wormhole.

[wooteena]

technoblade speedrunning adopting ranboo (high school edition): the fanfic

also on ao3!

hey remember this post? well i got so attatched and impatient that i wrote over 1k words for a pilot type chapter for it <3

chapter one: officer in my defense i punched that guy because he deserves it

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Techno Blade-Minecraft would call himself smart. He got good grades without trying, learned second, then third languages with ease, read textbooks for fun, etcetera etcetera. Wisdom without experience was a rare thing to possess, especially in a high school senior but techno had it tight in his grasp, easily making him a ‘Model Student’. He understood he got unneeded attention from that, which sucked, but it was an easy trade-off to be the automatic teacher’s favourite.

But Techno was a man of wisdom, not a man of sense. So naturally, he remembered a fact about baby birds he learnt when he was six years old:

‘Classical "imprinting", as seen with for example, ducks or geese, means that the animal's instinctive programming says "the first big animal you see after hatching is your mom, follow them and look to her for food, warmth, love and learning’

Actually, Techno decided he was the man of Most Sense because at that very moment, the tallest, yet somehow weakest looking freshmen he’d ever seen was being cornered by a group of hefty looking seniors.

And the baby bird, with its innocent, scared eyes was looking right at him.

He looked around the hallway, a desperate scan for other students he could push his growing parental responsibility on to. It was a ghost town, as empty as the remakes of towns from the old west he saw on childhood school excursions.

‘Fuuuuuuuuuuck.’

Technoblade took a deep breath in through his nose, then released it out of his mouth like if he breathed hard enough, his empathy could be taken away with the non existent wind in the soul-crushing grey hallways. It obviously didn’t work because Jesus Christ that kid looked helpless.

As quickly as one could without compromising a freshmen’s still intact nose, Techno examined the seniors. They all wore the school football team’s letterman jacket (‘what is this, Heathers?’), a classic pointer for internalized insecurity, toxic masculinity and most importantly unrightfully self diagnosed Strong Guy syndrome, which meant that they definitely were only beating up a freshmen because that was the most they could actually fight. One point to Technoblade. They also were all at least a solid five inches shorter than him, which Techno would have laughed at if the situation wasn’t so dire. Point two for Technoblade.

Catching himself before letting his wandering mind think up a full five paragraph M.L.A sighted essay to why he could crush these nerds, he decided that two points was enough leverage to still crush these nerds, but with slightly less confidence.

With as much patience as he could, he slowly walked up to the group like a silent lion hunting his soon to be, very dead* (maybe not dead, *slightly bruised) prey. The baby bird, trapped in one of his prey’s chokehold, stared at him like he was a madman. Techno’s objective changed: knock out the dickhead choking a kid.

They stood in a corner, the choker in the middle, the other two blocking off the only escapes and laughing cruelly at the baby bird. Completely distracted.

Techno curled his fist, aiming to punch that asshole’s teeth in or at least break his nose. He starts to run, about five feet away from his target and oh god this is a terrible idea he does fencing not hand to ha-

BAM.

Choker’s nose made a resounding crack and fell back onto the jock on the left. Probably because it’d be ‘too gay’, or whatever, the guy sidesteps and lets a knocked out, nose broken, probably popular kid by comparing his ego to the size of his dick, fall onto the ground

The two awake bullies look between their knocked out friend, then at Techno, then at each other.

“MISS NIIIIHACHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!”

Techno knew they’d call a teacher because they’re cowards but really? Nihachu?

That lady is TERRIFYING what did he do to deserve this.

He let out a long, disappointed ‘bruh’ before with a jolt, remembering the whole reason he punched that jock in the first.

The child.

He doesn’t bother trying to pick up him up because holy hell he’s tall, but pulls one of the kid’s arms over his shoulder, and with his other arm holds their waist and sprints as fast as he can down the hall.

“What the…” murmurs the half dead lump on his back, and while Techno’s surprised his vocal chords aren’t dead? Not even a ‘thank you’? Techno thinks he should start doing charity work at this point.

He continues to run though, because he’s a generous soul, until slowing to open a door that opens the blinding sunlight of the free world outside their prison.

Despite himself, Techno lets his mouth slip into a big enough smile that actually shows his teeth because he just did that. His celebratory moment is cut off though, because the weight on his back suddenly felt even heavier and-

Oh my God the baby bird just fell asleep on me.

Am I a father now?

What do I tell Phil? Does this make him a grandfather?

I can’t just take him home.

What’s stopping you?

Oh my God, I’m a genius.

Techno may be a proclaimed genius, but he is not immune to the inherent propaganda of cute children, so he sets down the kid on the least grimey part of a battered metal bench to get his first proper look at the sleeping giant.

Apart from his injuries (a bleeding nose, bruises forming on his arms, a black eye and a red handprint on his neck) the kid looked… Weird. Techno had subconsciously noticed it while carrying him, but only now the complete oddity of him. His skin from the jaw down was a uniform, warm, dark brown, which was decidedly normal, but his face was… different. Not ugly, no, he looked average, if not perpetually awkward, even in his sleep. The right side of his face was a similar, if not slightly darker tone than the rest of his skin, but where it got weird weird was from the middle of his face and leftward, his face was pale. As pale as Techno, which is saying something because Techno himself has albinism; he has no melanin in his skin.

He found himself sympathizing for the kid again. Techno himself got bullied for his reddish eyes - a symptom of his albinism, and his naturally stark-white skin and hair. It got to the point that he dyed his hair pink, which decidedly made it worse because a guy dying his hair pink ? apparently high school treason to both students and the school rules. His bullies had a colourful range of insults, at least; Techno’s personal favourites being from after he died his hair: homophobic slurs. The teachers had constant complaints and even a couple suspensions, which didn’t stop Techno, obviously. What a wonder public school is.

So yes, Techno understood the baby bird, because despite Techno’s only weakness being himself (and apparently non-threatening freshmen?) as of now, it wasn’t like he came out of the womb a scary pink haired senior. He knew bullying like the hair dye aisle at his local department store.

He knew that helping the kid would make him more attached to the point of no return, but he’d accepted it. It felt like feeding a wild animal more food after making the mistake the first time, it’s not like it’ll get less annoying to have it following you around.

The moment Techno processed his own thought, his face blanched - somehow getting whiter despite literally being the textbook definition of a white boy.

He’d fallen into the ‘senior adopting a defenseless freshmen’ trap.

Shit.

Even more embarrassingly, this didn't deter Techno from pulling his first aid kit, for once his anxious over-packing doing some good.

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[bonnymori]

𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲

Word count: 2760+ (i'll try to keep bigger lengths such as this one!)

Synopsis: You meet a new classmate who's working along Nanami, you think he's fun to be around, it stands the same to him about you. Later, feelings unravel.

Contents/Warnings: (1) Itadori Yuuji x gn!reader (2) FLUFF, TONS OF FLUFF - and some comfort (3) With the small participation of... Ino Takuma!! I really like him too, that's why <33333 (4) This is pretty platonic, but also not? (5) Ending turned sorta cliché... but I liked it u.u

A/N: This boy made me run rampant... to fhe point it's not single attraction anymore I just wish him happiness (smh if only my parents knew...) also next post will be Toji's fic pt. 2! Y'all see the first part is almost reaching 100 kudos????? I'M SO HAPPY EHSODJWKDKSJD- thanks for all the new followers and the support!! <33

Ever since his fake death, Itadori has been training alone with the help of Gojo - and now, he works along a freshly new face, who belongs to a senior, founds out ex-salaryman named Nanami Kento. He's far a thousand times more strict than Gojo. Itadori doesn't really likes the change, because Nanami is a person he can't get along. This whole guy's appearance scream "work 4 life"; he has proved different, now he screams "work is shit - but I gotta do it because others won't".

They've just finished cleansing the outside of a movie theater off a few curses, when Itadori hears shouting from far behind them. Two figures approach, waving excessively. He quickly picks on Nanami's tired sigh beside him.

"Nanami! We figured out you'd be here! Our mission has been finished and we wanted to catch up to have lunch together!" A male clad in a full black outfit shouts, he has brown hair and a beanie on top of his head, looking quite content.

The other person simply trots next to him in silence, approaching with a friendly smile. They notice Itadori faster than the male, smile widening and quickly waving hello, suddenly eager to reach up to them. The gesture makes the pink haired boy perk up, curious to why the other person looked so joyful. His question is easily answered, when they tug on the man's sleeve and motion to him.

"Ino, we have a third buddy!" The dude looks at him with widened eyes. "So nice to meet you, I'm Y/N L/N! It's great to see new faces around!"

Itadori smiles at your energy, knowing already he would click with you very well.

"I'm Ino Takuma, sorry for not noticing you before! Your uniform looks cool." Itadori exchanges a few compliments with Ino, before the man turns to talk with Nanami, leaving him and you together.

"Yes! I'm Sukuna's vessel, Itadori Yuuji-desu! My type of woman is Jenn-"

You turn to him. "So, are you a first year?"

"Geh? Weren't you dead though?!"

"I was!- I am!- Please keep secret."

"Okay!"

"Ahem." Nanami coughs, drawing attention. "I requested you two to not come after me today. Itadori here is the reason why."

"That's no problem, we're very capable of keeping secrets." You threw your arm over Itadori's shoulder, him nodding along with you.

"Oh really, then remember to keep quiet about it. I'll let this slide." The group of students nervously at Nanami's intimidating tone. "But, I'll get to have my break alone."

"Gah!" Ino exclaimed, watching Nanami walk away; he also left the responsability of taking care of Itadori for you two, leaving without a word. "It really had to be today, when Nanami would take us to his favorite bakery..."

"Crybaby." You teased. "Itadori here can't go outside where anyone can see him, he's dead. So, we were to order food either way because he shouldn't be left out."

"Augh okay, it would be unfair."

"So, where are you staying Itadori?"

"At Gojo's state!"

"Whoa, I've never been there before." Ino commented, waiting as you sent a message to Ijichi to pick them up.

"He's my teacher, a very cool one!"

"I imagine! Ooookay, once we get there I'll get the food."

Itadori felt as his chest would burst of excitement, finally there was people around him again, he couldn't be less happy about it.

"Sharing is caring!"

Itadori laughed as you wrestled with Takuma for some fries, netflix long forgotten in the background, as watching the banter was way more entertaining. Most of the time, Ino rambled a lot about Nanami, while he rambled a lot about Gojo. The guy even showed him the cool scar under his beanie. He felt kinda upset after explaining the exchange was just temporary, his stay under Nanami's wing wasn't decisive, and therefore, he was more like a classmate than a partner.

Itadori also learned a lot about you. He was surprised to find out that you, although energetic, was the one to speak the lesser in conversations. His surprisement grew even bigger when you told him you're a exchange student from Kyoto, arriving Tokyo about the same month as him - thankfully, you were to say for good.

Conversations flowed easily in the air, until a voice from the doorway barged in.

"Yuuji-kun! Don't forget about your lessons! Hi kids! Bye kids!" Gojo said playfully, throwing the familiar punching bear to Itadori before leaving.

"What's this thing?" Ino asked.

"It's to help me control my cursed energy. So while I watch the movies, if I don't charge it with cursed energy it punches me square in the face. I thought I had mastered this thing already, but he insist I keep training with it." Itadori grumbles.

"At least it's cute." You commented, taking a sip of your drink.

"Until it punches you in your face without warning!" The pink haired boy barks.

The talks died down, the three of you eating quietly when another movie is played on the screen. Itadori didn't bother reading the title, it was a plain one about a zombie apocalypse that got him extremely bored, yet he kept watching still so the plushie didn't punch him in the face again; he's been keeping a record since all his last cursed energy training lessons were a sucess to this day. When his head started nodding and eyelids dropping Itadori can't remember well, about fourty five minutes of movie perhaps? Make it fifty, the second slumber took over his body completely.

When he awoke once again, it was near midnight, the clock on the wall told him so. He also noticed a soft and warm surface supporting his head, figures, it's your shoulder he's resting into, he feels an arm around his own shoulders and your cheek placed upon his hair.

"Hey, it's late." You immediately notices he's awake, calling out softly. "You should sleep on your room, or something, better to your spine."

He chuckles when you poke his side. "But I'm comfortable here."

"I'm surprised, you just met me today, and now is sleeping on my shoulder."

"I'm not, that happens often to me."

"Sleeping on people's shoulders?"

"No! Making friends quickly." Itadori likes your gentle warmth, your hug, everything makes him feel at home. "I met two more people before you for two weeks, but they can't see me, because I'm dead."

"So I'll keep you company, that's my new mission."

His eyes widen at that, a oh so little blush covering the tip of his ears.

"For how many time I slept anyway?" He asks.

"About two- no, three hours. You missed two movies, and this one is about to end."

"And you stayed here the whole time?" He motions to your shoulder.

"Yep. That reminds me I gotta pee."

Itadori grumbles, but quickly lifts himself off you, respecting your needs. That gives him some time to look around, he notices Ino is gone, and the plushie sits quietly at the other side of the couch, unmoving.

"Y/N! How did you manage to make it quiet down?" He's beyond bafflet.

"...que."

"What!"

"I said!" You arrive quickly at the doorframe, hands still wet from when you washed them. "I used my innate technique."

"Oh! How is it like?"

"It's kinda funny, gimme a moment." You left to wipe off your hands, coming back in a second. "So, just like Shoko, I produce reverse curse energy, but it's quite different than hers, I can't heal people. That's why we often call it positive energy instead. I can use it to soothe off negative energy, so the bear has no cursed energy right now."

"How does it works on people?" He felt very curious about everything, asking away like a kid.

"Since everyone has negative energy, it just makes you sleepy really. But when it comes to curses it's really practical, I can either weaken it or, if the curse is like grade three or four, I can slap them off existence completely by wiping all their energy." You were naturally proud of having a such versatile power, your own energy swirling with pride around you.

"That sounds amazing! Is it why I fell asleep though?"

"Nah, only if I did it on purpose. I guess you were just tired, hope you don't mind I decided to let you rest today."

"No way, it was a good nap."

You nodded. "By the way, Ino left to attend to a drinking party, he paid for our food."

"Drinking? Is he old?"

"Yeah, he's twenty." You chuckled, already expecting that kind of reaction.

"No way! He looks young just like us!"

"That's totally my reaction after I learned he's twenty!"

After that day, you started visiting Itadori weekly to daily, after exchanging numbers he made a little group with you and Ino, naming it the "Nanami trio". But really, he exchanges more texts with you in private, be them memes, cool images he wish to share, etcetera. Although, Ino wasn't left excluded, he ofter brough his xbox to connect to Itadori's tv room and you all would spend hours playing together; he just didn't spend much time with both of you as much. And that was okay.

For a few days, your connection with Itadori died down when he didn't reply to your texts. They would remain unread for some time, the longest being half a day, until he would spam apologies then move on with the topic. That became a routine until one day when you came over to check on Itadori unnanounced, needin to ease off your worries about the boy, only to find him sobbing in the middle of a hallway, staring ahead and beyond, his back to you.

"Ita-?"

"Egh!" Startled, he scrambled to wipe his eyes, turning to you. "H-hey, um, hi."

"What happened?"

"I- he-" His eyes didn't met yours, knuckles white in a death grip. You notice he has a few bandages thrown over his face and arms. The way his shoulders are drawn, as if he wants to shrink into himself is something you've experienced before.

"Something hard to talk about?"

He nods almost immediately, head still facing down.

"It's alright, come with me." You reach for his hands, grimacing slightly when his forceful grip is now on your hand, yet you don't comment on it. He follows you through the state wordlessly.

You two stop on the same tv room, sitting down on the couch. You then guide his head to your shoulder, gently massaging his scalp with the free hand.

"It's alright."

Those two words are chanted like a prayer for the next half hour, at some point, Itadori twisted his body towards yours and unknowingly caged you between him and the sofa arm. He embraced you with a force you didn't have in you, like he didn't want to lose one another. Painful or not, not a muscle moved on your body. He needed a shoulder to cry on.

Thirty minutes passed like seconds, you peered down only to find the boy confortably napping against your bosom; at some point you just became the cold side of the pillow to him. That's alright. It brings you joy to be the mom friend anyways. So you decided to join the sleepland aswell, arms still secured around his shoulders and the back of his head.

It feels like the nap hasn't been long, though, because you can feel Itadori's grip loosening and therefore, you're awake.

"Sorry if I broke any bones, in advance."

"Wow, and you only warn me now."

He laughs at your comeback, hands still secured around your waist.

"I'm surprised you let me uh, cuddle you for comfort - and sleep. I don't understand it? You just make me sleepy." He rambled, keeping eye contact with you while his head still rests on your chest.

"That's a piece of cake when you have younger siblings who seek for you every night they get a nightmare."

"Does that mean I can come to you again if I have a nightmare?" There it is, his togepi-kirby cutesy face.

"Are you four?"

"That's mean!" Itadori blushed, squeezing you on his arms. "I like the contact. It puts me at ease."

"Mm, do you want to talk about it?"

He gulped. "No, not really."

Your peach haired friend remained silent, and so did you. It seems he doesn't intend in letting you go soon, or he just really forgot to mention it. It gives them time to think, your younger sisted used to do that sometimes, back in Kyoto.

"Y/N, wanna watch anything?"

"Sure, have you watched Parasyte before?"

"No, let's give it a try then!" Itadori glances at the remote, then back at you - making you confused over his hesitation to move. He notices you noticed it, chuckling nervously. "To be honest, I don't wanna let go."

"It's hurting my back."

"SORRY I'M SORRY!" He jumped away from you like a cat would jolt away from a cucumber, making you snicker.

"It's okay, I just wanted to change positions."

And to tease you, but he didn't need to know that part.

He glared at you with a small pout, typing the initials of Parasyte on the search bar. Outside his line of vision, you were grinning like a idiot, his sweeteness took a tow on you. All the people of Tokyo you met really held a way different spirit from your classmates in Kyoto, Itadori being the nicest of all. It's surprising him being Sukuna's vessel to begin with; being honest, you felt drawn by it.

"Y/N, it's startiiiiing." He cut your daydreaming short, slumping on your side and propping his head on your shoulder.

"This again?" You throw an arm around his shoulders, very much like the first time he cuddled himself on you.

"Don't blame me, you're the one who wanted to change positions. Guess I'll just make some alterations since I'm awake this time!" One of his arms went behind your back and circled your waist, hand resting at your hip.

"It's definely different, since the other time you drooled on me."

"Hhgh, okay okay! Let me enjoy this." For perhaps the actual first time, you're able to watch without exchanging words with one another.

And this time, it's you who's head loll to the side, nose buried on his soft rose perfumed hair. Itadori doesn't comment on it yet, his free hand moves under your legs to lift your whole body up efortlessly when he senses you have fallen asleep.

"I remember you said it's bad for my spine, I wouldn't mind it... yours however."

The boy makes a beeline to the guest room, he sighs when there is no choice but open the door with his foot. Inside, he places you carefully in the soft bed.

Before he could leave, a hand reaches up for his sleeve.

"Itadori," He turned, looking at you. "Make me company?"

He giggles softly - you think it sounds like a highschool girl. "You should start calling me by my first name!" Itadori rambles as he climbs on the bed, arms wrapping around your waist in a motion you're familiar with.

"Yuuji, I'm tired, let me sleep."

"But I wanna talk more..." He pouts. "Also, are we, um, dating?"

You wriggle around, bringing his head down to peck on his forehead, teasing. "Correction, I want to date you."

"Uh, oh." A blush coats his face so quickly, you'd say someone dumped a bucket of red paint on his face.

"Is that a no?"

"No!"

"So it is a no."

"Christ, will you stop teasing for a second, I'm trying to talk here." He makes an angry version of his togepi-kirby face, you can't help but grin.

"You amuse me, but okay. I'll do it for you."

"Thanks." He blinks, the blush slowly fading away. "You know, I lied, not about the contact, I like the contact nonetheless-"

His hand moves to play with yours, such as tapping his tips against yours, or meassuring the palms.

"-it's you who brings me comfort."

It's also your turn to blush, that line was seriously charming.

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, we're dating now." You respond, a little eagerly. "Can I kiss you?"

"Please."

This is the best person I could ask for, Itadori thinks, keeping his eyes open as yours shut during the kiss, whom I won't change for anything else in this world.

When you both separate, Itadori feels drowsy and sleepy. His face fits perfectly on your shoulder as always.

"Goodnight, my favorite person."

[softpatts]

꒦꒷ִֶָ· . the obey me characters preferred nicknames (as well as their reactions because i cant stay on topic)

warnings: none !!

fandom: Obey Me!

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ᜊʕ っ◞ ˕ ◟c ʔ.. ♡︎ 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠: ayee im,, not dead ^^; im soso sorry for not posting- havent had much motivation to write latley,, as you can probably tell !! so again,, sorry !! but have these,, kinda shitty headcanons ~ !! <3

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𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛:

- hes really old fashioned with pet names

- will automatically call you "Darling",, no i dont take criticism

- as the relationship progresses hell call you more,, such as sweetheart,, doll,, mine,, pos s i b l y babydoll though im a bit iffy on that one

- hes just a sucker for nicknames like those,, the old sappy ones,, and god the way he says it fits perfectly,, just the slight accent he puts into it is,, mWAH

- as for him,, he doesnt have any preffered nicknames,, but something about the way his name sounds coming out of your mouth

- god he loves it so much

- though besides his name his favorite would probably be darling/my love

- it seems so intimate and he loves how hes the only one you call that,, nobody else

𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗:

- weve seen what this man calles MC,, his human,, he likes most nicknames as long as theres "my" in front of it

- though the ones he called you most are stupid,, idiot,, dummy,, you can see the pattern

- while that i s how he expresses his love,, if he sees its bothering you even the slightest bit hell stop right away

- hes pretty rough with affection,, but he wILL call you doll,, no doubt about it

- and the way it soUN D S AAA it sounds so pretty and god its just,, wow

- when it comes to calling HIM nicknames,, he loves being called baby (or baby boy,, but hell never admit to that one)

- no matter how long you two have been together hell get extremely blushy n flustered whenever you call him that,, hell tell you to shut up,, spoiler alert he doesnt want you to

- please keep calling him that he loves it akdhsk

𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚒:

- hes extremely akward with it at first,, and youll probably have to bring it up first

- i feel like hell call you his "irl waifu" alot,, or hell call you his "henry"

- though in the private of his or your room,, hell call you really sappy names like princess,, baby,, or anything with "my" in front of it,, though he only really calls you baby when youre teasing him

- hell stretch out the "y" n say it in a really whiny voice aA

- the first time he called you princess was one night,, after staying up for days on end,, he finally crashed,, he was close to passing out while leaning against you

- though before he fell asleep you heard him whisper a soft "night princess" AND OH MY GOD AKDHSK

- switching to him now,, he loves it when you call him handsome,, or your prince

- every time itll make his heart soar and hell turn into a fumbling blushy mess,, like mammon he wILL call you stupid,, and tell you to shut up

- once agAIN DONT- DONT SHUT UP HE LOVES IT

- theres been many occasions where hes accidentally called you a really cheesy cutsey nickname in front of mammon,, and god he never lets it go

- hell tease levi endlessly,, mocking him in a wierd voice that you assume was supposed to be levis..?

- but no matter how much he gets teased for it,, he loves being called pet names

𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗:

-hell definitely call you kitty,,, doesn’t matter where,, in the bedroom,, in front of his brothers,, even in the presence of Lord Diavolo himself

- he thinks it fits !! seeing as he likes cats,,, and likes you even more,, what better than to call you his kitty??

- I feel like he’s also the type of person to call you baby,, but in a really deep n fancy voice,, fancy?? I think that’s right AKDHSK

- but he loves your reactions,, no matter if it’s getting extremely flustered,, or you doing it right back to him !!

- the first time Lucifer heard him call you kitty,, mans spit out his drink- he was,, surprised to say the least??

- after that it just pissed him off,, so aye another reason to keep calling you his kitty !!

- he enjoys any nicknames,, though if you call him master- WOOH lemme just say this man will go feral aA he loves it,, he’ll get flustered if it’s in a public setting though- he’s all for calling you embarrassing nicknames but when you flip it around all of a sudden he’s against it 😞

- (just saying,, thats a lie- he loves it when you call him that in public akdhdk he likes people knowing he’s yours as much as you’re his !!

𝙰𝚜𝚖𝚘:

-he calls you baby,, precious,, cutie,, all tho s e akdhsk 

- hell do it in a real,y high pitched,, almost baby voice n it’s sweet at first,, but gets annoying when he wONT SHUT UP

- if he knows it annoys you,, no he won’t stop,, he’ll do the opposite in fact,, he’ll do it even more !!

- if you start getting “angry” he’ll drape himself over you n try to kiss you while saying “you know you love meeee” drawing out the e

- when he does that the others swear he drunk,, actually drunk?? no,, love drunk?? yes,, yes very much

- he loves you,, and he’s not gonna stop showing you exactly how much he loves you !!

- now that’s what he calls you,, but ypu calling hIM nicknames ><

- he lOVES LO V E S it when you call him things like "pretty boy" "cutie" "handsome"

- they just make his heart flutter,,, and though he may get those all the time,, them coming from you just makes it an absolute gift

- hell often retort back with one of your nicknames

- "what are ya doing handsome??"

- "nothing really cutie~ i was planning on going to this new salon that opened up though,, would you like to come?"

- something about you calling him nicknames just,, mwah !!

- he also loves when you call his personality pretty,, or compliment his personality/traits,, hes used to compliments about his physical body,, but hi m and what he can actually do makes his heart flutter,, and hed actually get somewhat flustered !!

𝙱𝚎𝚎𝚕:

- He definitley calls you sth food related,, his creampuff,, dumpling,, honey,, sweetheart,, just really sweet n nice nicknames,,, he loves the way it sounds when he talks to you

- the first time he called you that was in the kitchen,, he had heard satan talking about these things that were common in relationships called "pet names"

- so you walked into the kitchen one night n it was the first thing that came to his mine

- "hey there creampuff,,"

- wh a t

- you had to do a double take,, but,, after a few seconds you answered

- "is something wrong??" please he thought he made you uncomfy,, or satan was wrong,,,

- "no !! i just,,, wansnt expecting that from you"

- hell call you nicknames ALOT

- first thing in the morning,, randomly in the hallway,, just anytime hes able to hell call you nicknames,, its gone to the point where hell rarley call you by your actual name

- he loves it when you call him "my man",, "baby",, "sweetheart",, but his favorite would have to be "my love"

- nicknames with "my" in them make his heart flutter

- the first time you called him a nickname he froze up and got all blushy

- he didnt at all exepect that,, and you sounded so casual??? what???

- he pulled you over you him,, wrapped his arms around you,, and rested his head on top of yours

- he didnt let go for,, quite a while

𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚎:

- belphie isnt actually one for nicknames,,, he doesnt think it makes any sense,, why should he call you anything other than your name??

- though if you ask,, or it comes up at all that you want him to call you something,, hell do it without hesitation- aksjak

- he calls you sleepyhead. No i dont take criticism- it doesnt matter if you nap as much as him or not hes calling you sleepyhead

- i feel like he also might call you his light,, or his sunshine,, just because of how he met you,,, n how at some points you seem like the only good thing in his life at that moment,,,

- "i love you, my light,, more than i could ever tell you."

- AAAAAAAAAAAAAA GOD PLEASE AKSJAJS

- as for you calling him nicknames,, he could really care less,, as long as its from you he loves it

- one of his favorites is "my moon" you just,, came up with it one day,, and he stuck with it,, and its gotten to the point where hell barley answer to his own name,, which can get him in a bit of trouble

- "belphie !! get yer ass up and help me with this !!"

- "belphie."

-"BELPHIE!!"

- "hm? Oh were you saying something?"

- "yes i called your name like a hundred times or somethin !!"

- sometimes he just doesnt answer you when you call him by his name,, and hell wait and stare at you until you until you call him by his nickname

𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑠 🏷️:

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[bittersweetmorality]

— chuuya boyfriend headcannons (sfw & nsfw)+ drabble

☾ genre: SFW and NSFW Headcannons (NSFW section is marked-- 18+)

☾ pairing: Nakahara Chuuya x GN!reader (reader is given the name ‘mommy’ in the drabble)

☾ warnings: none for the SFW– general smut for the NSFW ??

☾ w/c: 1,978 words

☾ a/n: hey lol :D as a certified chuuya fucker, i just had to.  i literally have like three other chuuya drafts that i’m currently working on.  hopefully they turn out like i want and i can post them bc :| the chuuya tag is starving.  anyway i hope i can populate it just a tad.  thanks for reading bugs !

— SFW 

lemme start off by saying that he will treat yo ass RIGHT.  ON MY MOMMA.

not to bring his trauma into this already but :| my man has major abandonment issues.  he will not do anything to jeopardize your relationship, and he honestly just values your happiness above anything else

you just know how much he cares about the fellow members of the mafia– even though they don’t requite the same amount of love that he gives them, he still loves them wholeheartedly

even dazai

little shit

his love language is definitely touch and gift-giving.  no i don’t accept criticism because i’m right

you’re telling me he wouldn’t absolutely spoil you with expensive gifts ?? mans is a mafia executive– he’s making hella bank, and he is spending it all on you

he’s also definitely a pretty clingy significant other, but good luck trying to get him to admit that :|

his life is… well… yaknow

there’s always a lot going on there..... he’s stresst

he wants nothing more than to just hold you in his arms after a long day-- especially if he just came back from a hard day at work

times like this are when he’s most clingy-- he feels like he almost lost you, and now he never wants to let you go

many, many times he’s fallen asleep like this; you’re basically suffocating in his grip as his eyelids flutter closed, either on the couch or your bed

but of course you’re not going to complain

and he’s so glad you don’t

he’s also the type to almost never explicitly say that he loves you at first, it’s simply not something that comes naturally to him

instead he indulges in his love languages profusely, and he just hopes you get the message

he’s also afraid that you’ll leave him if he says something like that, so for a long time he doesn’t :(

so when you come home to a bottle of expensive wine wrapped in an exquisite red ribbon, you know he just wants to tell you how much he loves you

eventually, of course he’s comfortable with you enough to say it, and it comes completely natural

and since he’s such a romantic, he says it every morning when you wake up, and before you go to bed without fail

he’s definitely the type to show you off too

like, as he’s having a conversation with someone, he’ll suddenly get really loud when talking about you so everyone within a three-mile radius can hear

“well, you see i would go out drinking with you tonight, but i actually have a date.  with my partner.  you know them, right?  here’s a picture i took of them a few days ago, just look a-”

also: biggest hype man

you could open a jar of jam and he’d be like “holy shit, you go babe”

nakahara chuuya kiss me rn challenge

anyway, basically he’ll love and support you no matter what

like truly you’re like a walking ray of sunshine to him

anyway !!!! DATES !!!!!!!

dates with chuuya are planned.  always.

like i SAID he’s a hopeless ROMANTIC MY GOD

he absolutely loves picking you up at your doorstep and taking you for a ride around town on his motorcycle

speaking of which, your arms wrapping around his middle and squeezing him tight as he drives the bike is literally his favorite thing in the world.  oh my god you’re going to make him melt

and i know for a fact your first kiss with him was after he dropped you off at your door when your first date was at its end

it was almost completely perfect honestly, except when your faces were just mere inches from one another, his hat bumped into your forehead and fell to the ground

baby was so embarrassed-- he went bright red and picked up his hat, basically shielding his face

he just wanted the date to be completely perfect– and it was!! until that happened

but obviously you just let out a light giggle and pulled him against you, and he quickly closed the gap between your lips

also, chuuya sleeps in

he sleeps a lot <33

that being said he loves lazy mornings

it’s well past 11, but you’re still laying in his arms– who is he to get up?? and disturb the peace??????

he will not.

also!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i can’t even emphasize this enough, but please comb your fingers through his hair

there’s a chance he might melt into a puddle on the spot and never recover but still

on the rare occasion where he’s the little spoon--

(which, speaking of which, @dazai-centric​ has a headcannon that chuuya always insists on being the big spoon no matter what, but on rare occasions he lets himself be wrapped up in your arms and THEY’RE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT.)

anyway, so on this rare occasion

where his head is basically buried in the junction between your shoulder and your neck, and you just rake your fingers through his hair softly

he dead.  dead as hell.

and ERRRRM.  kisses with him are just……… wow…………

naturally, he always wants to be the best at everything-- it’s just his personality

and kisses are no exception

he has to be the BEST

and he is

so, kisses are always so passionate and rough

okay hold on maybe this should go under the NSFW category 😐

ANYWAY!!!! 19472946/10 boyfriend

— NSFW

so rough sex is very common for y’all 😁

he likes to take his frustrations out from the day like this, and honestly you don’t complain

he definitely has a high sex drive so 😁

obviously you have an established safe-word and talk about everything before anything transpires because the LAST thing he wants is to hurt you in any way

but if you ask him to spank you he is definitely not gunna say no <3 chuuya said spanking kink

speaking of kinks

bondage xoxo

this goes both ways— he likes to tie your wrists to the headboard with rope and tie your legs down if you’re okay with it

for him, he likes his wrists cuffed to the bed

but he definitely doesn’t like all of his power stripped away by having him completely tied up

also he loves eye contact

that’s why missionary and mating press are his favorite positions <3

he likes to grab you by the jaw and make you look at him when he’s fucking you

“hey, hey, princess what did we say? if you want to cum, look me in the eyes when i fuck you, yeah?”

he loves praise and degradation equally

but if you’re degrading him don’t go too far :((

degrade slightly him while he’s on the bottom and he’s putty in your hands

now, if you praise him while he’s on top, get ready to not be able to walk for the next 3-5 business days because that’ll feed his ego a LOOOT

and he’ll just get lost in the moment because he loves you....... so much

he degrades you slightly, but only during foreplay

he calls you his little slut, or his whore

“aw, so wet for me and we’re barely getting started, doll.  such a little whore, aren’t you?”

when you actually get into it, it’s all praise from him

he wants you to know how important you are to him, how good you feel and just everything on his mind

he loses his filter in the moment awn god

“so fucking perfect, i only want you.  you’re mine.  god, you feel so fucking good.”

he loves to hear you too-- it really feeds his ego

but sometimes if he’s really had a rough day, he’ll make you gag on his finger or wrap his hand around your neck

he doesn’t squeeze too hard nor genuinely make you gag, he just likes the way your eyes are barely able to meet his because he’s making you feel so good

but ANYWAY pet names are a MUST with him

he calls you doll, sweetheart, princess, baby, dove, doll

basically every sweet name under the sun during sex

he likes you to call him sir 😁

this man has no shame when it comes to noise

like absolutely none

since he’s possessive, he wants people to know he’s fucking you, and how good he feels because of you

no one else can make him feel that way and he wants everyone to know

so he’s LOOOUUUDD,,,, especially in your ear

he likes leaning down and moaning in your ear, just to get a reaction out of you

he makes fun of you for it later on, and you have his full permission to smack that smug little smirk off his face

but the amount of times you had to stop mid-way because y’all got knocks on your door from your neighbours 😐 they’re so sick of y’all

on average, you have sex at least 4 times a week

that’s not including quickies tho

did i mention that chuuya loves quickies <3

especially when it’s in his office and he fucks you on his desk

and because he doesn’t care who hears him-- you bet your ass the entire Port Mafia has heard you

he likes to go down on you for quickies more than actual sex, and he will respectfully never decline a blowjob

because he’s a gentleman

anyway

sorry to any of y’all who have a breeding kink,,, but chuuya definitely does not

he’s so afraid of having kids

moving on

onto sub!chuuya

did somebody say SWITCH 🤨☝️

chuuya did <3

now for a long time he doesn’t really let his submissive side out because,,, it’s a really vulnerable part of him yaknow?

but after a while, and after he’s completely trusted you to take care of him like that

oh boy

bottom bitch <3

still loud as HELL

except it’s less of moaning and more of whining

he’s such a whiner

and a brat

mommy kink mommy kink mommy kink mommy kink mo

also i don’t really know how else to describe it but-- if you force him to look you in the eyes and use a stern tone

..........dead.  dead as hell.

now take this drabble as a tribute to sub!chuuya

“and why should i listen to you?  what are you gunna do?” chuuya furrowed his brows at you, as if he was challenging you.

“aw, baby,” you leaned down from your position of straddling him, caging his head between your arms.  “you still have so much to say even though your hands are handcuffed to the bed.  so bold, aren’t you?” you stroked his lower lip gently, and he whimpered lowly in response.

suddenly, you sat up, getting into a position to prepare to get up off of him completely, “but, you’re right.  what am i going to do?  i guess i’ll just leave you here for the rest of the night.  go-”

“WAIT!! NO- I-” he bit his lip to stop any more words from escaping him.

“’wait’?  is there something you wanna say, baby?” your legs trapped his once again.

“... please.”

he averted your gaze, and you reached down to grip his jaw sternly, moving his head to face you completely.

“please what?”

no answer.

“you know i can’t read your mind, baby.  you’re going to have to use your w-”

“please fuck me.” the words tumbled out of his mouth, almost too quickly to even be audible, still, your lips shifted into a gentle smile.

but you weren’t completely content with him yet.

“and what’s my name?”

“...mommy.”

“and you want mommy to fuck you, is that right?”

“...yes.  please...”

you planted a passionate kiss onto his lips, and upon breaking it, you shifted closer to his ear.

“well, i can’t say no since you asked so nicely, now can i?”

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