#I CAN'T HELP IT I LOVE MUSIC I LOVE FUNNY NOISES THAT YOU CAN PUT TOGETHER TO MAKE FUNNY SONGS

[anx1oustig3r]

"i swear, today im gonna sit at my pc and be productive, no faffing around im gonna write, or twine dev or do my 3D"

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[strawberryblue-blog]

Astraphobia —FC BARCELONA.

summary: How would you react to you having a phobia of storms/lightning/thunder?

warnings: none. fluff, cute, angst, sad, discomfort, etc.

words count: +1.2k.

#SEXYNOTE: kinda inspired by my own fear. I hope you enjoy it, love you 🩵💌

Pedri González.

He feels guilty when there are storms, because he enjoys them, while you suffer. He would quickly run to you and wrap you tightly, cradling you while whispering that everything is going to be ok.

For that reason he would be very close to you, holding you, hugging you, whispering random things in your ear, so he can distract you and help you.

He really doesn't like to see you like this, so small on the bed, covering your ears while loud booms fall from the sky, your tears and sobs make him sick. He feels he can't do anything else and that makes him angry so he won't move from your side until it's all over.

Pablo Gavi.

He doesn't like or dislike storms, let's say it's all the same to him. But after he found out about your phobia, he started to hate them. More because he knows they hurt you, he doesn't like to see you suffer so he will make sure to take care of you.

Before leaving home he looks at the weather forecast, he knows that so you can be safe. He doesn't want to leave you alone suffering. He would be very attentive to everything and if he is away from home, Gavi would come back quickly while he can.

His strong arms hold you, while you are under the blanket, cuddling. Your scares and jumps scare him, so he will hold you tight, if you cry he will tell you jokes, kiss your face, make noises, anything to distract you.

Ferran Torres.

He never met anyone with this fear before, he didn't even know it existed, but when you told her, vhe began to research it to educate himself and help you.

He has several techniques, like taking you to the shower, running you a hot bath and playing the music very loud, before the storm starts. Because if you hear a single rumble, you will collapse and he won't be able to get you up.

He also usually closes the curtains and turns on all the lights so that you do not see the lights, he would also make a homemade tent in the room where she would put lights, candles, food and anything for you. While cuddling and soothing you with his sweet words and touches.

Fermín López.

Although he likes storms, he prefers that they don't happen for your sake. He doesn't like to see you bad and understands your phobia.

He would be very attached to you, even if you want to look strong and try to overcome it, when you jump or scream, he will run to you. He will never let go of you, he wants to make you feel safe and loved, that nothing will happen to you when Fermin is with you.

He would accompany you to the therapist to help you overcome this fear and be your anchor, he wants you to feel good, he wants you to not have to hide every time it rains, he wants you to get out of that hole and be able to keep on living. He will be there for you always, no matter what.

Alejandro Balde.

At first it was hard for him to understand your phobia, he would see you disappear when the storm came and crawl under your bed without talking while you cried. He had no idea it existed and after your parents told him, he now understands you completely.

He got mad at himself for not asking you sooner and not helping you when it happened. Now he doesn't leave your side while you play chess on the floor.

He knows that chess distracts your mind so you can get through the storm faster, but when the rumblings get too loud, he will put you under his arms and cover you, while whispering beautiful things to you and kissing your hair.

Héctor Fort.

He thought it was kind of funny when you told him because he didn't know someone could have a phobia of storms but after hearing your trauma and understanding it, he regretted it.

He will be by your side when it happens, he will hug you while they are under the quilts, playing and tickling each other, trying to distract you from the noises.

He would carry you on his back to go to the kitchen or the bathroom while he covers you and takes care of you, you could watch movies, read, sleep, listen to music. Hector would do everything to protect you and keep you from suffering during storms.

Lamine Yamal.

If it were up to Lamine, he would fight the storms for you. He doesn't like it when something makes you feel so anxious, trapped and scared. He really hates it when you suffer and will do anything to take care of you.

From setting up a shelter in the bedroom, with fun things, movies, food, books and whatever it takes to keep you sane and not to worry.

He will help you get through it with therapy sessions, talk about your fear, try to face it to overcome it. He wants you to get through it but in the meantime he will protect you from everything.

Pau Cubarsí.

He's not going to lie to you, he's a little scared of storms too. But not the way you do because of your trauma. And he's aware of that, so he would try to support you in any way he could.

That's why, every time there's a storm, Pau gets more affectionate than usual. He will kiss you, hug you, hold you, anything to make you forget what's going on outside.

If he can't calm you down, he will play music at full volume and dance with you, all the songs you ask for and even teach you his master steps. You will jump, you will play, you will do anything to make your mind go blank. All night long he will be there for you, because you are special to him and he doesn't want anything bad to happen to you.

[bodyswapmischief]

Glitch in the System: The Gif Prison

(This story is for @axeegliter. The plot was inspired by an idea he proposed to me. I hope you enjoy the story!)

Tyler looked down at his body. “Where ... I'm I.” He spoke as his mind felt cloudy. He saw that he was wearing a wrestler singlet. It looked funny on his body because he wasn't athletic enough to be wearing this, or so he thought. He wasn't scrawny or fat. He was just average; a little bloated from last night's big meal. And, he was perfectly fine with that. Even though he never worked out, he wasn't weak. He could see himself developing a dad bod as he got older, but he didn't mind. He loved doing other things with his time instead of spending his whole life at a gym to look like a Greek statue. So, as Tyler looked down, he couldn't help but be confused. “What the fuck am I wearing?” He snapped the straps of the spandex uniform. 

His father came walking in. His father was the opposite of him. He was a coach and personal trainer all of Tyler's life. “You really did no training? Tyler, this is the big match, and you look like this! No muscle! You are gonna get your ass kicked.” It was still hard to think for Tyler. The world around him was moving so fast, but his body and mind were moving so slow. “Dad? What are you doing here? Where am I? What match? ... I never joined the wrestling team.” Tyler thought back about his early high-school years and how his father was so disappointed that Tyler lied about trying out for any team. 

“It's too late to cry about this boy. Time to get your ass beat like a man of your word. You agreed to this fight ... time to see it through. Just walk to the ring.” His father spoke sternly. Before Tyler could speak, he was in a long hallway with a bright light at one end. With every step, he could hear the roaring cheer of an audience. An announcer began to introduce him, and the cheering grew louder. He felt a pit in his stomach as he got closer to the light. He knew thousands of eyes would be on him, but he didn't want that. He never wanted to be the center of attention. He took a step into the light, and a blast of loud music made him jump.

Tyler jumped out of bed. The hallway was gone. The bright light was gone. He looked down at his body and saw his shirtless torso. The wrestling singlet was nowhere to be seen. He was getting a bit sick and dizzy from the quick wake-up. But, he realized the loud music was pounding against his wall. Tyler groaned when an energetic person began to talk as the music started to wrap up. “Welcome, Bros! Today, I'm gonna run through a 2 hour workout that you can get done at home to keep you toned on days you can't get to the gym for that sweet pump!” 

Tyler sat on his bed, his heart slowly calming down from the intense state of panic. He realized how hot he was and wiped the sweat from his forehead. “Fuck, that was an intense nightmare.” He finally gained enough energy to get up and deal with reality. The loud noise of the TV was filling up his room. He got up and began to stretch and found a shirt to put on. He felt gross from the sweat that was on his body caused by the panicked state of the nightmare. He gathered some clothes to go take a shower and get changed. Doing one last yawn he walked out of his dorm room and got ready to face what he suspected would be on the other side of the door.

Tyler instantly rolled his eyes as he saw that he was right. He saw Ryan shirtless in a pair of workout shorts. The thuds of his heavy muscular body shook the room as he followed the exercises done on the online video. Ryan was a himbo jock that Tyler was, unfortunately, paired up with this year at the dorms. It wasn't that Ryan was a bad roommate for the most part. It was more that they had nothing in common. Even worse, Ryan just couldn't figure that out. Ryan would try to get Tyler to hang out with him. He invited him to come work out or join him at parties, but Tyler often rejected his offer. The main time they would hang out was when they had nothing better to do and a game was on. Although, Tyler saw some benefit of having a himbo for a friend. It was through him that he found his girlfriend, and he did help Tyler's social game.

Ryan muted the video. With his signature smile, the jock began to speak. “Yo! Ty, you up! Wanna join me on this workout!” Tyler looked at Ryan like a grumpy cat awoken from a deep slumber. “No Ryan ... Ideally, I'd like to still be asleep. Why are you blasting this video at 6:10 in the morning.” He spoke like a parent scolding a child. Ryan rubbed the back of his head. “It's a holiday and the gym was closed ... I need to get my morning work out in.” He blushed as he explained his thought process. 

“Yes, Ryan, it's a holiday ... and don't you think people would love some rest.” Ryan sighed as he pinched the top of his nose. “Look, just lower it! I don't want other people complaining about the noise. I'm gonna take a shower cause apparently I've done enough sweating in my sleep.” As Ryan spoke, he was caught off guard as it looked like the man in the video was looking at him. Even though it was muted, it felt like the man was listening to him and analyzing, as he continued to work out. 

“I'm sorry! I wasn't thinking ... I just need to get my workout in.” Ryan apologized. “Just keep down.” Tyler said, walking out to go to dorms shared restroom. Looking back at the screen, he watched as the man teasingly took off his shirt, almost mocking Tyler's lack of fitness.” 

Tyler would come back to his dorm and see that his friend was still working out. He tried  to avoid looking at the video. He couldn't explain it, but it felt like some sort of survival instinct was telling him not to look. He went back onto his bed and scrolled a bit on his phone. Looking at the time, he knew that he had to meet Nora for lunch later that day. The best part of it being a holiday meant no classes and more time to spend with his girlfriend. But that was still hours away. He yawned from waking up so early. “I could still get an hour or two of sleep.” He thought to himself. 

He fell into the void until he jerked awake. “What time is it?” He groaned. His head felt strange. It was like he couldn't think. He swung his arms to grab his phone. His arms felt heavy. He brought the phone to his face and saw scribbles where the time would be. He looked out the window and saw that it's dark. He decided to speak to his phone instead. “Siri what time?” He struggles to think about what to say. “The time is 6:00 A.M” Siri responds. “Can't be right. Why me talk weird.” He worried, as his thoughts seemed to he filtered out to talk like some kind of cave man. 

He gets up and tries to walk over to the restroom. But, his body moves to the dorm’s shared room. Tyler tries to fight, but his body is acting on its own. He turns on his phone and starts a video. And then he sees his body. He looks like a dumbed himbo version of himself. He screams in his head. His worst nightmare is happening. He tried to scream for help from Ryan, but he wondered if that idiot would even know what to do. His body starts talking by itself. “Hello! And welcome to me video ... we work out, and you get ripped like me!” He says as idiotically as possible. He starts to work out. He internally screams in pain as he feels his body working to the limit. But, after a while, it begins to feel good. He wanted to see how much more pain he could push through. And then the workout alarm echoed throughout the room. He tries to turn it off but can't. “Why no stop!” He panics.

Then he opened his eyes and shot out of bed. His heart was racing. He looked around his room and found his phone. He grabbed it and looked at the time. Heart still racing, he realized it was all a dream and he had 30 minutes before he was supposed to meet up with his girlfriend. He got up and looked at himself. He was in his normal body. He felt some relief. But, a part of him was also disappointed. He felt weak. “No ... stop that ... you are happy with your body ... you don't need to be a gym head. It was just a nightmare. You didn't like it. You don't like it.” He spoke to himself as he got up and put on some casual clothes and went to the cafeteria to meet up with Nora. 

Sitting at the table waiting for Nora, Tyler couldn't stop thinking about his nightmares. How easily he could have been a jock if he listened to his father. Sometimes, he was jealous of how simple-minded Ryan was. He'd admit that in those seconds, being buff wouldn't be the worst thing ever. But, then another thought entered his head. The images of the man from the workout video. He couldn't shake him out of his mind. A warning deep in his soul screamed out. “Damn, get a hold of yourself ... what is wrong with you?” He whispers to himself. 

Mid thought, Nora walked up on him. “What's on your mind?” She says as she wraps her arms around Tyler, from behind. He jumped from the surprise and turned around. He wrapped Nora in his arms and gave her a kiss. “Nothing ... Today has just been strange. How have you been?” He smiled, trying to stop his mind from racing. Nora talked about her morning. She was happy that she could sleep in and finish some homework. As she talked, she couldn't help but notice that Tyler kept slipping in and out of his own mind. “Are you sure you are okay?” She said with a tone of concern. 

“Um ... yeah ... sorry.” Tyler slowly swam back to reality. “It's just ... I don't know ... today has been weird. Like I've had two nightmares today, and they both kinda revolved around the same thing.” Tyler began to explain. He began to go into detail. As he talked, he tried to find any meaning. But, he was also a little bothered by the fact Nora was looking at her phone. “Are you even listening?” He sighed. “Yes? I can look at my phone and listen. Your first dream could be like some daddy issues.” She teased as she looked up from her phone. “And, maybe the second dream is you just being annoyed at Ryan for waking you up too early.” She tried to be helpful. Tyler sits in the following seconds of silence

“Damn!” Nora let out as she almost choked on her drink. “What is it?” Tyler looked up at her. “It's nothing...” Nora tried to move the conversation along. “Come on, just let me see.” Tyler begged. “Fine ...” Nora said a bit hesitantly. “It's just some fitness influencer ... a gif of him flexing. He's been all over social media. I just didn't expect to see him on my reel.” She explained. Tyler mind snapped as he watched the same man from the video Ryan was watching earlier today. He felt jealous ... an emotion he hardly felt.

“Oh ... I see ... you think he's hot cause he's ripped ... not like me.” He pouted. “Come on, Tyler, don't make this something it's not. I like you and your body ... the gif just got me off guard.” Nora sighed. “Yeah but I'd bet you'd like me more if I was ripped ... If I had a body like Ryan. If I was the athlete my dad wanted to be.” Tyler got up and started speaking loudly, making a bit of a scene. “Tyler I don't know what's up with you today ... but knock it off. You know, none of that is true. You are good the way you are. Knock it off before you ruin the day.” Nora said, getting more annoyed at the situation. “Well Nora! Maybe I don't want to just be good. Maybe I want to be great.” He said as he stormed off. 

Tyler rushed back into his dorm. “Okay asshole. You want to mess with me. Well fuck you. I'll use you to get ripped ... see your stupid videos and show that it's nothing to fucking brag about. I'll show that you can be ripped and not be some fucking attention whore.” Tyler cussed as he started pulling up the same YouTube video that Ryan on. He stopped himself aa he realized how much his blood was boiling. “What the fuck is wrong with me ... this is not me. Why am I so mad? Why is this getting under my skin?” He said holding his head in his hands and trying to fight his thoughts.

The video began to play, and the man began to speak. “It's okay, Tyler ... I'm here to help.” Tyler was shocked as he felt a strong hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw that the world around him turned into a gym. The man from the video was there looking into his eyes. “What the fuck ... this is another dream ... I just gotta wake up.” Tyler panics. “Maybe it is ... maybe it isn't. But, either way this is your home now.” The man smirked. Tyler felt frozen in place.  “This ... it's not possible...” Tyler continues. 

“Tyler, Tyler, Tyler, it's okay. Trust me ... I'm here to help. I was just like you. Just an average guy ... I got trapped in this same room. Now look at me ... online health influencer, a personal trainer, and more. People love me, and I love the attention they give me. I love that by watching me and my body, I give them hope. And, now I offer you the same experience.” The man smiles and flaunts his body.

“B...b...but I don't want this. I just want to get out of here.” Tyler stuttered. “I think I phrased something wrong. This is not your choice. The choice has been made for you. But to be honest, you wouldn't be here if this wasn't some you wanted. I've been watching you. What was it you said ... you'd use me to get ripped to show me up? And, what about your dream? Wouldn't life be easier if all you cared about was getting a good pump like your friend. And, you always looked up to your father ... don't you want to finally make him proud.”  The man smirked. The words stung Tyler's mind. The man was right. “No! You've done something to me! I didn't want this ... I like who I am. Why did you put these thoughts in my head.” Tyler yelled. The man lightly repetitively slapped Tyler's face. “You'll see in time ... this is what you wanted. This is what you were meant to become.” The man walked away and began to vanish.

As the man left, Tyler finally felt control of his body return as he fell to his knees. He looked around for an exit, but there were no doors or windows. He began to rush around the perimeter of the gym, but nothing showed itself to be a secert way out. He was trapped. He banged on the walls and cried out to be let out. The room let out a ringing sound, and his body froze up again. He was not in control as it moved towards a set of dumbells. He began to lift them. His arms worked out until he was sore. A line appeared on his chest, and he fell to the floor as he regained control of his body. Another ringing sound filled the room, and his body went on autopilot. Another set of reps was done. The pain increased as his arms still didn't have time to recover. Another line appeared on his chest. The process continued over and over. The lines on his chest were changing, becoming obvious that they were roman numerals. Tyler was trapped in his body internally, screaming for it to stop. He was fighting hard to gain some control. The number on his chest reached 72, and he fell to the floor. He tried to lift himself up, but the pain in his arms prevented him from doing so. 

He looked up as he heard footsteeps approaching him. “What the fuck did you do to me! Let me out! You sick bastard!” Tyler screamed through the pain and exhaustion. The man laughed. “And, why would I do that? I just came to say you are doing great! The audience loves you.” Tyler choked on his exhaustion. “Audience...” The man chuckled. “You still haven't pieced it together. You are stuck in a gif. That number is the view count. People are sharing you as we speak. You'll be on workout forums. You body will be blasted on thirst trap forums. I might even share your clip on my personal channel. And, everytime someone watches you ... this gif ... you will be compelled to do the same movement over and over again. “Fuck you! I'll find a way out of this ... I'll kill you.” Tyler growled. The man walk over and squated down. “Well good luck with that, soon to be big guy.” He patted Tyler's back.

His body froze up once again. He continued the process. But, it wouldn't stop. The number on his chest kept getting higher. He could feel the muscles in his arms and chest rip and heal. The tears of the pain were disgused by the sweat running down his face. He hated it. He could only stare at his reflection in the mirror. He didn't know how long he'd been here. But, he already saw changes in his body. His arms looked more toned. Hours ... days ... weeks passed. Tyler wasn't sure as keeping track of time was impossible. The number would finally reach over 1,000, and he stopped. He fell back onto the floor. His arms and chest burning in intense pain. “Nobody must be watching!” He coughed out after not talking for what felt like an eternity. 

He needed to get up. This was his time to find a way out. He couldn't take much more. He tried to lift himself up, but the pain was too great. His heart beat faster he used thst pain to fuel his rage. He needed to push. And, he did. He used all his strength to lift himself up. But, he was surprised. It didn't hurt. It felt good. A good sore feeling. As he stood still, the intense pain returned. He screamed out. He let the pain fuel him again and pick up the dumbell, and threw it against the wall, hoping it would crack and reveal an exit. But, the wall remained undamaged. Tyler winced in preparation to feel more pain from what he did. But, again, that good sore feeling filled his body. He lifted the other dumbell and did some reps. The intense stabbing pain decreased. “Fuck! It's like my body is addicted to working out. If I stop ... it's too painful.” He went to a leg press machine and started working put. He sat there and started thinking of a plan. But, before anything could be done ... a ringing sound filled the gym and he was back into the gif loop.

The number kept rising. His body was becoming more addicted to lifting. Thinking became pointless. The sore feeling relaxed his mind. There was no point in thinking of friends, family, or a way out. He was trapped. It could have been years at this point. He didn't know if this was real. Maybe he was dead, and this was hell. The only thing he could do to keep himself sane was count every set and rep. Then the number would stop, and the pain would come back. He'd stuggle to the nearest machine to work out ... to relieve himself from the pain. Over this time, his body would transform. He had to assume it had been years as he looked older.  His arms began to curve into thick biceps and blouderish shoulders. His chest jutted out in a shelf of muscle. His torso chiseled itself as sweat washed down his body. His thighs thickened with hard muscle. And, his legs began to get well defined. The number on his chest just continued to rise.

Something finally snapped in Tyler's mind. As the number grew on his chest, he realized how many people watched him. How many people lusted over him. How many people saw his gif and got inspired to work out. He felt proud. The pain began to feel good. Working out felt as necessary as breathing did. He'd look in his reflection and loved the man he saw. After the last round of gif play throughs. He walked up to the mirror. The pain felt good. He flexed. The man from the video appeared behind him and rubbed his chest. “I think you are ready for the next step.” He smiled. 

[freeworldallahmbaclass]

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The greatest donation I can give to anybody , I give you a dollar to get your life together and in some places it can pay your bail and God will take that hold off of your life and free your head from the birds I mean the vultures and stop Satan your enemy from stealing the word God's word from your heart and memory .

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I woke up here and I inherited it the same place where I'm at its bad but it is mines I inherited it , thank you .

Yes I do stay in a not so clean and dangerous place well a dirty place if you call it that but if you know anything about me I actually own the neighborhoods I live in I own the hospital my own hospital given to me by a Governor it's my incubator , I own the parks in my neighborhood New York City parks now all of them now and where I live in where the girls don't get to come to see me here but I venture out to see them sometimes we are cool they call it a liability but I inherited these neighborhoods and New York City and a rough and dangerous place to live but it is okay and hopefully my goodness , hospitable charm and love for them warms them and help them like I said thank you I'm working on getting out of here so I will see you outside thank you .

I'm King 👑 the decree from the British Monarchy thank you that is huge thanks and own the 2nd stage theater is mines and no I don't mess with street people no more I did everything for them got them Citibikes computers on Rikers Island and legalized weed for them and I moved on from them and Governor Kathy Hochul told me to dump them slim down lose the weight from the overload of carrying my enemies and their girlfriends off of me and get my life together and I'm doing just that no thank you that should make us friends .

I'm going to end it on this note here Vado from Harlem a rap musician and Mary J Blige got a song called I still believe in love that is somebody from my neighborhood that made it a way for me to be able to get a future for myself financially through a regular paying job and getting myself together and I said thank you to him and Mary thanks now Im stepping off from them and wish them the best of luck in their career and goodbye to me from my old neighborhoods and people from my past so that I can get my life together anybody got any ideas on how a super hero can get a good paying job , see you on there side of success personal success thanks and goodbye it has been an honor helping the people .

[jangofettjamz]

Turn It Off!

Gentle!Wednesday x Autistic!Male!Reader

Summary: Wednesday comforts you after Enid almost sends you into sensory overload.

Words: 1076

Wednesday POV

Normally I would resent anyone who would even dare to think of asking me out, but that all changed when a particular psychic boy asked me to be his friend, and soon to be boyfriend.

Y/N L/N, a real gem among idiots.

I instantly took a liking to him, he's different from everything else and I soon came to find out why.

Y/N has autism spectrum disorder, which would be a valid explanation for some of his behaviour since coming to nevermore.

He's extremely shy, when he asked me to be his friend he almost broke at the seams. He's really nervous during any kind of social interaction with those he doesn't know.

Loud noises are especially irritable for him. Wolves howling in the quad would be torture for him, making him put his headphones on the second he sees them about to howl.

Meltdowns. Some imbecile thought it was funny to blast an air horn into his ears during lunch break, the result was Y/N having a meltdown with no one able to help him.

When we started talking I knew he felt a connection to me, he was a bit scared of me but also intrigued.

He's vastly intelligent, easily an IQ of 160. He's truly gifted with intelligence and that's coming from me. I'm not one to be humble.

When we started dating I took him to the weathervane, I didn't want to scare him like I did with everyone else. He's a fragile boy and didn't deserve that.

I wanted to protect him, to care for him and help where everyone elsen had failed him.

I love everything about him. I love the he'd hide his hands in his sleeves when he's shy. I love the way he talks about his favourite things in great detail. I love the way he could come to me when he's upset.

I love him, so very very much.

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Me, Enid and Y/N are currently studying for our botany test next week. Enid, as usual, is procrastinating while me and Y/N have been studying since the test was announced.

We both go to reach for the eraser on the desk next to us, only for our hands to touch. I kissed the top of his hand making him blush madly, he really is cute; I hate myself for using that word.

Enid is dancing around her room being the foolish lycan that she is, she never ceases to amaze me how foolish she can be, its actually quite remarkable.

Suddenly, she decided it was a good idea to start blasting her incessant music out of her speakers, causing Y/N to cover his ears and whimper out of discomfort.

"Enid, turn it off" I said with a warning tone, though she only chose to ignore me and do her embarrassing dance moves in front of my face. Y/N began to whimper louder, making my anger with Enid rise to new heights.

"Enid turn it off!" I said louder; no effect was made.

"Why? It's getting boring in here, let's have some fun!" She said loudly, only adding to Y/N's discomfort. I was furious.

"ENID!" I shout, startling the both of them. "Can't you see that Y/N is getting upset because of your music blasting his ear drums apart, he's sensitive to noise you imbecile!" She looked over to Y/N to see him curled up in a ball with his hands over his ears, a guilty expression painting her face.

I point my finger to the door. "Get out" is all I say. She obeys and walks out with her head hung low. She knows about his noise sensitivity and yet she still does this, the audacity of some people.

Though my anger was strong and prevalent, I still heard faint whimpers from my side of the room. Y/N was still feeling uncomfortable after all that noise and was curled up in a ball on the floor by my desk. Thing was trying his best to comfort him, but nothing seemed to work.

I walk over to him and sit down opposite him with a gentle smile on my face. I patted my knees indicating for him to sit in my lap, he nodded and crawled into my lap and I hugged him tight, he preferred pressure over feather light touches.

He sniffled quietly, hoping I wouldn't notice. He looked away from so that I wouldn't see the tears streaming down his face like a river, as if I'd resent him for it. I pulled his face by his chin to look at me and offered a reassuring smile. I only ever smile for him.

"It's okay to cry in front of me, I won't be mad. Please don't be afraid to cry in front of me, I don't want you to be scared of me, darling." And with that he broke, he hid his face in my shoulder as I stroked his back, my blazer becoming wet with tears but I didn't care.

"I'm sorry Wednesday, I know you hate emotions." He said through his sobs. I felt my heart break a little, he thought I'd hate him for it.

"No it's okay, sweetheart, it's you so I don't mind at all. I would never be disappointed in you for being upset. Enid is the one I'm disappointed in, she should've been more mindful of your needs."

I pulled back from him. "Can I kiss you?" He nodded and I planted a gentle kiss to his lips. "Wanna cuddle for a bit?" He nodded again and I guided him to my bed.

We sat on the bed and I held him with a vice grip from behind. I wanted to reassure him that he's okay to be emotional around me. I had not realised he feared me so much.

"I won't leave you for being emotional Y/N, you know that right?" I whispered behind him. "I'm always here to listen you, I know it can be hard to operate somedays and it can be overwhelming for you, I'm hoping you'll let me in and help you and comfort you in any way I can." He turned around, he looked taken aback by what I said, I meant everything.

"You would do that? For me?" I smiled and nodded

"I'd do anything for you, mi amor." He leaned forward and kissed me gently, smiling against my lips which I happily returned.

Maybe I'm not unlike my mother and father after all...

[munsonsprincess11111]

But he's my goof

Eddie munson x reader

Summary: Eddie has beeb dating you for 5 months.in his friend's eyes Eddie has no game.so one day Eddie walks over to the hellfire table and Gareth is sat batching about not having a girlfriend so he askes Eddie how he pulled u. Honestly Eddie doesn't know so he asks u.

You and Eddie have been dating happily for 5 months. He loves you. You love him. You go in dates. You go to his gigs at the hideout even stay after closing and help him out. You go to hellfire. But there's one thing the club can't get there head around. How Eddie actually managed to pull you.

Your grungy. Your pretty. Your smart. You like metal music. How did Eddie pull someone so perfect. The man walked into a mirror in drama class once. So how.

"I'm gonna die alone. Women hate me." Gareth complains for the sixth time this week about not having a girlfriend. It's only Wednesday. Eddie walks over placing his lunch box on the table. "What's he bitching about now?" HE askes.

"He's saying he's gonna die alone cause no girls wanna date him." Jeff answers. Eddie nods and looks at Gareth. "What about tilly she would date you." Eddie askes throwing a pretzel in the air trying to catch it in his mouth but missing.

"How did you pull y/n?" Gareth says not even noticing he'd said his thought. Eddie shoots Gareth a glare and the rest of hellfire look at Gareth. Everyone can see Gareth realise what he said. The instant regret in his face.

"NO fucking clue." Eddie says going back to throwing pretzels tryna catch them in his mouth. Failing again. Everyone at the table look at Eddie as he replied calmly. He looked up at there shocked faces.

"What I don't. I'm a complete dope. I'm known as the town freak. I'm als kid. No one in school likes me. I dress like I'm homeless. I smoke. I occasionally drink. I'm failing. N I'm really fucking stupid." Eddie says getting cut off.

"Who's really fucking stupid?" You ask walking up behind Eddie as he throws a pretzel not noticing you. You grab it in your hand and eat it yourself smirking at your boyfriend who has furrowed brows.

"First. I'm really fucking stupid. Second. MY PRETZEL!" Eddie says looking up at you. You kiss his quickly and then sit next to him.

"And why are we talking about Eddie stupidity?" You ask taking another one of Eddie's pretzels.

"Well she's y/n she can answer. Y/n? How the fuck did I pull you?" Eddie askes looking her seriously in the eyes.

Everyone's eyes are on you. "Expand..." You say looking at Eddie and only Eddie.

"Like Gareth can't get a girlfriend. However. The town freak who's failing school who everyone hates and is failing school manages to get the most perfect girlfriend in the world." Eddie says handing u a mini pretzel.

"Yeah what the fuck you see in munson?" Gareth askes. Everyone's eyes back on Gareth. Eddie throws a pretzel and it hits him in the head. You giggle at Eddie.

"First. Your the most perfect boyfriend eds. Second. I dunno he's hot. Funny. N is nice to me." You say looking at Eddie. Eddie smiles at your response. Then Gareth speaks again.

"But he's a complete dopey goof." Everyone looking at him again as he can not shut up. Your still looking at Eddie who's death glaring Gareth.

"But he's my goof." You say quietly Eddie then looking back at you his face immediately changing to smiling. He takes your hand in his leans over and places a sloppy kiss on your lips making his friend's make gagging noises. "I love you" he whispers kissing your neck. "I love you too" you whisper back.

Eddie then sits back in his seat pulling your chair closer to him so he can put his arm around your shoulders. 10 minutes later a girl approaches the hellfire table. "HEY your Gareth right?" She askes Gareth. He nods looking at the table with a look of panic on his face.

"Umm I'm in your science class. Names Emily." She says smiling. "Yeah I know hi Emily." HE answers looking flustered.

"I was wondering if you'd wanna maybe go on a date this Saturday?" She askes smiling at Gareth. Gareth looks to his friends everyone eyes on him. Him still looking flustered. "Well answer the lovely lady Gareth. So sorry. He's a pussy when it comes to girls." Eddie says teasing the boy.

You lift your head from his shoulder and hit his chest. He puts his hands up in defeat before putting his arm back around your shoulder pulling you back into his side.

"Umm yeah sure. I can pick you up around 6 we could go get food?" Gareth askes playing eith his fingers.

"Sounds great I'll give u my address tomorrow. See you then." Emily says waving smiling and walking off. The table goes silent as everyone stares at Gareth. "Eddie?" Gareth askes. "Mm?" Eddie answers looking confused.

"Who asked who out with you and y/n." HE askes Eddie.

"We hung out a lot and one day she was talking snd I just kissed her. And KABOOM. Relationship ship." Eddie says smirking his arm still around you.

"Your absolutely unbelievable." You say with your head on his shoulder.

"Funny you told me that last night when I made you-" Eddie speaks tryna be smug but you slap your hand over his mouth.

"I'm leaving. See you all tomorrow." You say getting up taking your hand of Eddie's mouth. "Wait wait wait." Eddie says getting up to running off. Then running back to get his stuff.

The tables watching you walk off as Eddie grabbed his stuff. "Whyd she wipe her hands on her jeans?" Dustin and Gareth ask in sync. Eddie looks up going to run. "Cause I licked her hand." HE says before running after you. Earning grunts and groans of disgust from the table. "Y/n baby! It was a joke common trouble.!" HE shouts after you.

"I STILL DONT SEE HOW THAT PULLED HER." Gareth half yells painting at Eddie. Eddie heard and gave him the middle finger as he ran out the door. The doors were glass and you were stood outside of them. They could see you both.

Eddie dropped his stuff bringing his hands to your waist kissing you. Pushing you against the wall. Your hands went around his neck keeping him close and then in his hair.

Nancy being stood next to Mike hearing what Gareth had to say was able to answer for you. "Because he loves her and is not afraid to show it. And she loves him and all his weird tweeks."

They all look back at you to see Eddie picking his lunch box up and handing it to you. You look at him confused. Then he throws you Iver his shoulder. Your laughing. And attempting to keep some hold on him as Eddie walks off with you over his shoulder.

"He's her goof. And they love eachother. A hole fucking lot."

[cheezeybread]

Anon McGee is back to wreck the ol inbox :)

Not an Alice related thought this time [I'm ashamed to admit I've never actually played the game myself, I just remember my sister playing it when I was younger. That being said, supposed to get my hands on it this weekend, so we'll see if that sparks new thoughts 🙏], but I've been listening to a lot of Ghost lately and bring you something related to that instead. Just some short headcanons for the housewardens with an s/o who's, regardless of their aesthetic, an unexpectedly avid listener of things like Ghost [which is predominantly nu[?] metal with other genres in some of their other songs]. Like it just doesn't match up at all and it's just kind of jarring.

It's funny to me to imagine it as a sort of scenario where maybe the pair is busy doing something and one of them suggest they share a pair of earbuds to use as background noise and the mistake is made to give the reader control over what they're listening to and that's how the [to at least some of the housewardens, but likely not all of them] appalling reveal of reader's music taste is made. It's definitely not THAT bad, but it's like a punch in the gut when the last thing you're expecting is THIS.

[Also, just a side note, but if you've never listened to Ghost before, I recommend at least listening to "Darkness at the Heart of my Love" and "Mummy Dust" so you can get an idea of the range of their music. Maybe "Cirice" too. It's been kind of a hit or miss on talking to people about them lately, but with the movie having come out recently, I think they're getting around a bit more?]

YOU'VE NEVER ACTUALLY PLAYED THE GAME?? YOU TRAITOR! But at least you're getting the game now, atoning for your sins and whatnot- any new thoughts come around, feel free to wreck my inbox with them! XD

I've never heard of Ghost before, honestly- my music taste is absolutely an abomination! All I listen to is Fall Out Boy, musical songs and cheesy songs that have a veeeery clear storyline to them (I gotta picture a scenario to every song, it's easier that way, don't question it!), but honestly, those Ghost's songs are kind of a bop? I might add them to my Hype up playlist idk!

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RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

Poor buddy didn't get to listen to any music with words in it as a kid! He was only allowed to listen to classical orchestra music...so when he got to NRC, Riddle was absolutely overwhelmed by the fact that there were so MANY different genres!

His taste is still pretty old-timey, though.

He's the sort to put on a "Wolfgang Mozart's BOPS" playlist (if their world has a Mozart...) and bust it down to some sick piano notes if he's alone lmao

So when the two of you are studying in the courtyard, you get on the topic of music and how it might help with studies. Riddle explains his tastes, and you try to explain yours with a mumbled "it's complicated..."

In the end, he goads you into playing some of your music so he can understand how you think

He nearly passes away when you first hit play

DRUMS??? GUITARS THAT ARE ELECTRIC MAYBE??? BEATS THAT AREN'T KEPT IN TIME BY A METRONOME IN THE BACKGROUND???

He's convinced you were one of those rebel-teens like Deuce was for a moment, before dismissing the idea.

Riddle just...can't come to terms with the difference of vibes between what YOU give off and the music you listen to.

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

"Huh."

That's literally all he has to say on the matter for a few hours, as you blast your music on a speaker while you join the Savanaclaw dorm for their morning workout (whether you were actually working out, or just providing encouragement)

The other dorm members are vibing to it, for sure! Ruggie especially is busting down a move every time he gets a break

But Leona? He just says "huh" and...that's it. He doesn't seem too interested in it while he's practicing and working out.

At the end of practice, he comes up and sits with you in the shade, gnawing on a piece of jerky. After a little while, he mentions how he didn't expect a herbivore to have decent music tastes.

"Oh, so you liked it?" You question

"I didn't say that." he responds.

So does he like it?? Does he hate it???

You may never know???

Jk, Ruggie tells you in secret later that Leona was listening to Ghost in his room that afternoon.

AZUL ASHENGROTTO

Lounging around the Mostro Lounge after closing time, waiting for Azul to finish his "managerial" duties, Floyd convinces you to put on some "Human Vibes"...in other words, music. So you pull out your phone and set it in a glass cup to make the sound louder, and put on one of your main playlists.

Floyd is absolutely crushing it with the dance moves to the songs (literally "crushing it", he's about to crush several plates as he tries to dance while washing dishes)

Jade is silent throughout the ordeal, probably not even hearing it over the vaccuum he's running all over the lounge.

A few songs go through before Azul bursts out of his VIP room, looking absolutely furious.

He yells at Floyd to turn off the music, but the eel just shrugs and points at you without explaining

Azul turns to you, absolutely confused. You turn down the music to a reasonable level, apologizing if it disturbed his work

"What....do you listen to in your spare time?" Is his main question. You can't tell if he's disgusted or simply confused. Flabbergasted might be the best word for it, honestly.

After you explained to him that, yes, this was your music taste, Azul takes your hand in his and gets on his knees, pursing his lips

"We'll get you fixed, don't worry, you'll be fine." :'(

Don't worry, though, he's just kidding, for sure!

He won't even pretend to understand why you listen to it, but he's not going to be completely opposed if you were to play that sort of music every now and then!

KALIM AL-ASIM

Dude!! He loves it fr fr!!

He tries his best to like everything that life has to offer, appreciating it however he can, but he genuinely likes this! Even though he can safely say that he didn't expect you to like this sort of things.

But fully expect him to go down a rabbit-hole for Ghost. He's going to go through a hyper-fixation with it for a few weeks, adding in their songs to the playlists that he puts on a speaker during the dorm's parties and casual hangouts

For some strange reason, though, he wants you to know that he likes the music as much as you do, so Kalim might randomly burst out into one of their songs and insist that you dance with him to his own singing??

He's so silly, but isn't that why you started dating him in the first place?

VIL SCHOENHEIT

"Oh, love, this most definitely isn't the right music for you, are you sure?"

He's so concerned when you play it during a "spa night" in the Pomefiore dorm. He genuinely thinks that you're possessed by a ghost or something. With the way you acted half the time, this was...not the sort of song he was expecting.

It's okay, though, he'll come around, you just have to gentle-parent him with your music taste for a while.

"Aww, come on, how do you know that you hate it if you don't try it~?" (Speaking as if you're trying to get him to eat vegetables LOL)

But after a while, maybe, hopefully, he'll tolerate it just a little bit more...maybe

IDIA SHROUD

I'm ngl, Idia strikes me as the type to listen to this group (and music in general) on occasion, mainly when he's intently engaged on projects and needs to focus, and when he's doing reading in the library- although he rarely goes to the library to to his projects since it's in a public space, he's rather not have his music accidentally blast out while some pop music is playing...he'd much rather have it be Ghost.

So when you're over at the Ignihyde dorm to assist him with some new gidget, he asks you to put on some music to alleviate the silence (not that he particularly minds silent moments when it's around you, but music helps him focus). You don't even think twice before putting on one of Ghost's songs.

His shoulders IMMEDIATELY tense up because Idia's thinking "oh my gosh they got onto one of MY playlists, they're going to see everything I have, they're going to judge me omg omg"

But then you apologize for your music, and poor Idia relaxes straight away when he realizes that it's your music you're playing instead of his!

He definitely didn't think you'd listen to that kind of stuff, but who is he to complain when there's a common music-vibe between you two??

MALLEUS DRACONIA

"Hey, Mal, you want to listen to some of my music?" You ask, holding out an earbud as the two of you sit together in the library.

Of course he's going to jump on the opportunity to hear some human music! Now, Malleus has mostly heard classical music, but he's heard bits and pieces of other pop songs here and there!

But as soon as he pops in the earbuds (after you painstakingly explain to him how to wear it), he goes silent and stock-still.

His eyes dilate and he's...just totally frozen (have you seen those memes of people listening to hardcore metal and putting their headphones on little hyperactive kids, who then go still? Yeah, that's how he is)

"This is superb music, my darling, did you make this yourself?" He's so excited, finally speaking once you turn off the music. You have to explain to Malleus that no, you didn't make any of this music, it's all stuff from other people.

Nonetheless, despite whatever vibe you give off, Malleus thinks that it's wonderful, and now will continue to associate this type of music with you forever and all eternity. Expect it to be playing every time you visit the Diasomnia dorm.

And everyone else in the dorm is going to be subjected to listening to it, as well. They all need to be well-versed in different genres of music, Malleus claims, and this kind especially is important (because it's your music!)

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[sunrisemill]

✮From the start✮ pt.3

Chris and y/n have always been inseparable, they’ve always relied on each other but what happens when one of them falls?

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.4 Finale

Chris’ pov

(2 months ago)

I toss and turn in my bed but can’t shake off this horrible feeling. She's been acting weird and distant lately, I feel like I don't know her anymore…are we still friends? The other day we were watching a movie on my couch, and she looked so sleepy. I couldn't help myself, I put my arm around her and the only way I could describe the look on her was pure horror. Did I do something wrong? Did I go too far? Did I smell or something? I groan into my pillow as those thoughts flood my brain. I have to talk to her. I rip the blanket off of my body and slowly sit up “Alright Grandpa. Do you need help with that?” I feel my lips curl up into a small smile at the memory. She never did give me a break, god forbid I'd let out the TINIEST noise bending over “You okay Grandpa?.” “Do I need to take you to the nursing home already?” Her voice rings through my head as I stand up, I glance over at the alarm clock on my bedside table, 12:22 it reads. God, I hope she’s awake. I can't go on like this anymore.

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“Y/n.” I whisper-shout as I stand below her window. I know she’s up cause she has her lamp on “I bet she’s blasting her music, that girl’s gonna go deaf.” I grumble to myself. I smirk as an idea comes to mind, I pick up a small pebble and throw it towards her window creating a small tap noise. “Oh, my precious Y/n. I cannot bear another second without your gracious company.” I say in the most dramatic tone I can come up with. Not long after that I hear the sound of a squeaky window being opened. “Now what the actual hell was that?” I grin as she pokes her head out of the window. God, she looks beautiful… “what? I thought you liked corny shit like that. You're always making me watch that cheesy ass rom-com, what was it now… 12 going on 22?” I ask in a teasing voice. Of course, I know it's 13 going on 30, how could I ever forget her favourite movie? I even watched it without her so I could memorize the wedding scene that she does not stop talking about. “Haha, Chris. You're so funny.” she replies with a PAINFULLY sarcastic tone. “Why are you here anyway?” I take in a deep breath. “I wanted to talk to you, could you maybe…come down here, my neck hurts.” I watch her let out a soft chuckle as she retreats her head back, she's gonna come outside and I'm gonna have to do one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. She can't hate me…can she? I mean, she could after this. Y/n hasn't always been the best at expressing her emotions or telling me how she feels, she just shuts down. My thoughts get interrupted by the sound of her back door sliding open. I don't know how she does it, she could be wearing a trash bag for all I care and she would still take my breath away. “Hey…” I whisper as my voice fails me. “Hi?” I watch as she hugs her body to shield herself from the cold. “I was just- I was wondering…are you okay?” Her body stiffens and I just think…oh shit. “I'm fine, Chris. Why wouldn't I be?” The coldness in her voice could send a chill down anyone’s spine ��Y/n, I can tell when there’s something wrong. Why can’t you talk to me?  Im here for you.” I take a step toward her but she steps back. C'mon Y/n, don't do this to me. Let me in. Just talk to me. I silently plead to her as her face contorted into a look of annoyance. “I've told you a hundred times already. I am fine. Why can't you comprehend that I don't need a saviour. It's 1 am, go home and sleep like a normal person for once in your goddamn life.” My breath catches in my throat as her tone gets more and more cold as she speaks. What happened to the Y/n that I know? The one I fell in love with… “you know what…” I swallow as I feel tears brimming my eyes. “Im done dealing with this. I care about you but you couldn't give two shits even if you wanted to. Do you know what you are Y/n? A fucking coward! Oh, how dare somebody show even the littlest bit of concern for you. I bet you’ll just forget about me, You'll get a new best friend and fuck it up the same way cause you're too much of a pussy to confront your feelings. I tried helping you but you're hopeless.” I wipe away the tears that fell from my eyes and huff before storming off in a fit of rage. I slam the gate to her backyard behind me, leaving a shivering, startled Y/n behind. Even after all of that…I cant help but still love her.

(A/N: Omg this took so long to come out cause my laptop decided to break but I finally got it fixed YIPPEE!!!! I hope you'll like this cause I feel like I cooked with this. Don't ruin my confidence)

Tags: @guccifrog

[nevadas-night-time-novelist]

can u please do 2bdamned x reader but they have the same music taste? sorry for bad english!! :3

Your English is fine :]

Doc x Reader - tunes n chillin (in other words, yall gonna like MY MUSIC TASTE lol)

Hello there, the angel from my nightmare, the shadow in the background of the morgue.

The base was relatively empty, everyone else off doing who knows what, killing who knows who, leaving you plenty of space to zone out into your own world, music on in the living room while you doodled away in an old sketchbook. A ballpoint pen was the only tool you had on hand now, but the deep black strokes added weight and character to your art.

The unsuspecting victim, of darkness in the valley. We can live like Jack and Sally if we want, where you can always find me.

Scrawling what came to mind, the song inspired you to roughly doodle the main Nightmare Before Christmas characters, the gaunt and oddly handsome Jack Skellington, and his sweet patchwork lover Sally. Oh to have a romance like theirs would be a dream.

And we'll have Halloween on Christmas, and in the night we'll wish this never ends -

"We'll wish this never ends." You looked up from your art, seeing Doc nodding his head along to the music. "Hey, it's a good song." He shrugs when he notices you watching him.

Some weeks later you were in your room, exhausted from dragging around some guy whom Sanford was currently torturing information out of. To drown out the noise, you'd placed a CD into the player and flicked through an old manga, something about a cosmic horror planet coming to devour the earth.

I'm just a normal boy who sank when I fell overboard. My ship would leave the country, but I'd rather swim ashore. Without a life vest, I'd be stuck again. Wish I was much more masculine, maybe then I could learn to swim like fourteen miles away.

Your door was currently non-existent, Hank had ripped out part of the hydraulic seal during a half-MAG rage, so currently only a curtain served as your privacy. Privacy which was often ignored by the lads.

The curtain swayed as Doc stormed in, he wasn't wearing his mask and his displeasure was evident. "Trying to break passed some firewalls is incredibly difficult with all that fucking noise Sanford is making. I'm used to some level but his current toy hasn't stopped screaming his lungs out for two hours straight. I can't even think right now!"

You looked up from your lounging position. "Yeah, that's why I put music on. It's not like I can shut the door." Doc sat on your bed, going back to debugging and unencrypting.

"I'll get it sorted when I have the parts, I promise." You knew why he'd come to your room, it was the furthest from Sanford's makeshift torture chamber in the storage room. Well, that was half of why he'd come. In truth, the old dog had grown rather fond of your company.

You two had a few bits in common, music taste for one, and the differences were good talking points, clashing viewpoints being a discussion rather than an argument. It was nice, yes, he enjoyed being around you.

Now floating up and down, I spin, colliding into sound, like whales beneath me, diving down. I'm sinking to the bottom of my- Everything that freaks me out, the lighthouse beam has just gone out. I'm cold as cold as cold can be... Be...

As you flipped through the gruesome pages of your manga, you paid little attention to your surroundings, the music and all else just melting into background noise.

I wanna swim away but don't know how-

"Sometimes it just feels just like I'm fallin in the ocean." And there it was again, just barely above a whisper, Doc's voice mixing with the vocals.

You couldn't help but smile, his rugged voice was rather lovely when singing, Deimos was right. Dei secretly admitted to you that Doc used to sing him to sleep when he was young, it was nice to finally get to hear it.

"You sing pretty well Doc."

"Hm? Ah." You could see his cheeks turn red, his gaze averting from you. "Thanks. You wanna know something funny? Your playlist seems to have a lot in common with mine. Rather a lot in common."

"Really?" You smiled at him, he seemed to shift uncomfortably under your watchful eyes, his cold exterior slowly giving way to a hidden sweetness. "You'll have to share it with me sometime, we can just listen together for a while."

"Hm," Doc rubbed the back of his neck, giving you a shy smile. "I think I'd like that."

[loveandleases]

NSFW

How do the ros react to having a dirty dream about mc and do they act when they next see mc. This happens before their in a relationship.

Giving them all a hard time, what has it come to!? (i love it) Under the cut but of course.

❤️ Cam- Has dreamt of MC this way, will do so again, and again, and again, and... It's a cycle, one he has kind of learned to maneuver. He will ignore MC a bit to calm himself down because Cam can have perverted thoughts anywhere. So he needs to cool off, then maybe find something to watch later. Don't come into his room without knocking! This has nothing to do with mc I swear! (bullshit)

💙 G - Nope, nooope. Just erase those thoughts from their mind. Not today, not tomorrow, not thinking about them. See's them in the hall...shit. The thoughts come back vividly, and their normal cold expression changes. MC makes a noise because they stubbed their toe and god does it heat them. They can't help but blush and squirm. It's making them think of MC, moaning and that is not what they want to think about. Denial, sweet sweet denial, because they don't want mc to push them against the door...or?

💚 Kara - Oh she will mention it. "Hey, so last night I had this funny dream. I had you in my bed and was putting these clamps on your...." MC will stop Kara, because she is talking about this in the office, and many I mean many people are interested in what goes on in Kara Clarke's bedroom. She will laugh it off, tease MC about it for the rest of the day.

💛 M - We all know what M did after that dream, I don't need to say it. Because guilty so so guilty, but very relaxed. In fact, they're so relaxed right now they're going to be thinking about what got them that way. Don't look at them! Please, look the other way! No they're not looking at your ass....or the way your jeans hug your thighs... They will write the scenario they dreamed about in their book, and it is going to be so graphic. They will avoid your gaze for the next week, their face is so hot. Ugh.

💜 Isaac - I mean it's not unusual for them to dream about something like that, but you? Why are they thinking about you and not something they watched, maybe it was the way you smelled last night, yeah that's it. They're not thinking about you nope. When they deliver your package later they flirt a bit, I mean...it was just a sex dream right, it's not serious.

🖤 Ardent - Ugh he's such a bastard. You think when he was complaining about the music last night was bad. Clearly that is what has him thinking about you, right? He is going to be even more of an ass, "Don't fucking look at me like that geez." He is trying so hard not to look when you bend over. Too damn late though, he groans brushes his hair back, and you can hear him suck in a breath. He's clearly enjoying this too much. Mc might see him adjust his jeans a bit out of the side of their eye. He's annoyed, turned on, but mostly annoyed.

[anime-fluff-imagines]

Haikyuu Characters First Kiss with their Girlfriend

Suna, Tsukishima, Oikawa Pt. 2

Sorry for any spelling mistakes! There is some swearing in Oikawa's.

Suna

"Hey." I heard Suna call from behind me as he sat down by me on my bed.

"Hi Sun." I smiled as he nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck.

"What're you doing?" He asked.

"Practicing my handwriting. I heard you have to take fast notes in nursing school, and I want it to be legible, you know." He snorted.

"Yeah, I've seen your notes." I shrugged him off and he whined.

"Like yours is any better!"

"I didn't say it was!" He laughed.

"Now, lemme lay on you, I'm sleepy." I frowned and brought my hand up to his hair to brush through it.

"Have you been sleeping lately?" He shrugged.

"Ish? Maybe like 3 hours.."

"Sun.."

"I know, but I just..can't sleep." I tilted my head so it rested on his own and set my pen down.

"You can try and sleep here. I'll put on a show, I know you like background noise." He sighed and flopped down against my pillows.

"You have too many." He whined as he started moving the pillows around.

"Here, sit up, I'll fix them." He sat up and I pushed a few onto my ottoman and made them in a sort of barrier that would cocoon him.

"Noo, I want to cuddle." I raised an eyebrow.

"You never wanna cuddle." He laid back down and frowned.

"Are you saying no to cuddles?" He asked.

"Nope." I smiled as I moved one of the pillows and took its place and he wrapped his arms around me. I sighed happily as I turned on a show on my phone.

"Thanks for letting me sleep here." He said.

"Hm, no problem, you are my boyfriend." He groaned.

"Sadly." I slapped his arm softly and he cackled.

"I'm kidding!" He smiled as I looked up with my lips pursed.

"Noo, you're the best girlfriend I've ever had!" He cooed.

"I'm the only girlfriend you've ever had." I laughed.

"My 3rd grade wife would disagree." I rolled my eyes and he smiled.

.

Soon after his breathing has slowed and I was watching my show quietly. I peeked up at him and smiled as I snuggled closer.

"I love you alot." I whispered. I felt him move and looked back up at him to see him smiling.

"I love you so much more, beautiful." He cupped my jaw and leaned down.

"Can I?" I nodded and he connected our lips in a sleepy kiss. It wasn't sloppy, but I could tell he was tired.

"You're gonna be a great nurse, even with your handwriting." I flicked his nose as he lay his head back down and started tracing my side softly.

"Night night, Rin."

Tsukishima

I walked into the gym and sat down whole the boys were practicing. Suga's knee was hurt so he came up and sat down by me.

"Do you mind helping me with this?" I asked as I pointed to my math.

"Sure!"

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When practice was done Tsukishima and Yamaguchi came over after they'd changed.

"Hey, Y/n." Tadashi said as he saw me.

"Hey, Sana is in the Music room." I said and he smiled and thanked me.

"Bye!" He ran out, in the direction of the music room I was guessing.

"HI, Kei." I smiled at him.

"Let's go." I nodded and started to put my things in my bag. We started walking when he handed me one of his earbuds and I put it in and he held out his hand. I looked at it confused before slowly putting my hand in his, making him snort.

"Your bag, dummy." I blushed as I took my bag off my shoulder and handed it to him. He put in on his shoulder and held out his hand again.

"Hand?" I asked and he smiled before nodding. I put my hand in his and swung it back and forth and smiled at the look on his face.

"It's so dark." I noted.

"It might rain." He said.

"Wha- You jinxed it, Kei!" I whined, right then I felt a raindrop and blinked at him. He laughed and bumped into me on purpose.

"You know what's funny." I said and he squeezed my hand in acknowledgement.

"I always wanted my first kiss to be in the rain." I laughed.

"That would be so messy though." He said and I nodded.

"Yeah, I know, but just the atmosphere, you know. It's one of those things you can't help but think about." He hummed.

"Like how girls plan their weddings, if they want one of course." I nodded excitedly.

"Yeah! Yeah, my friends and I use to talk about our plans at lunch, in middle school." I thought about our talks as the rain started to pick up.

"Is this the rain you thought of?" He teased.

"Kinda, I wanted it a bit warmer, maybe sunny." I answered honestly.

"This, however, is freezing." He laughed and let go of my hand and going behind me, engulfing me in a back hug as we were walking.

"Better?" He asked and I giggled.

"Soooo much better, I can barely walk." He chuckled.

"Ooh wait, I have an umbrella in my bag." He went back to my side so I could grab my umbrella and opened it.

"Woah it's big." I giggled at his words and he rolled his eyes.

"Weirdo." He mumbled as he grabbed the umbrella. I was quite a bit shorter than him, so it'd be better for both of us if he held it.

.

The rain was coming down in sheets as we walked up the walkway to my front door.

"Just come in, call your mom." He nodded and walked in.

"I'll get one of your sweatshirts…Not that I have more than one." I quickly said as I ran upstairs and came back down with a brown sweatshirt of his and some navy blue sweatpants my brother had left when he went to college.

"The bathroom's there." I pointed and he nodded as I went back upstairs to change.

.

"Hey, you hungry?" I asked.

"A bit." He answered.

"I'll make curry." He nodded and I smiled.

I started to make the curry as I felt arms wrap around my waist.

"Could I kiss you while we're dry and not in the rain?" I giggled.

"Yes, I don't want to kiss in the rain, especially not cold rain."

"So, could I kiss you right now?" I blushed as I turned to face him.

"Yeah.."

"Can I?" He asked as he got closer.

"Yeah.." I smiled softly as he lent forward and kissed me. He put his left hand on my waist and his right was behind my head, pulling me closer as we kissed.

"When we're older, tell me about your wedding plans." He said as we pulled away.

"Okay.." I blinked as he smiled and kissed my forehead and then my lips again softly.

Oikawa

"Oikawa Tooru." I spoke as I walked into the gym he was practicing in.

"Sit your ass down. Now. You know what the doctor told you, one week without straining your knee." His eyes looked down at the floor as he sighed.

"I know, but-"

"Tooru." I crossed my arms and he groaned.

"Fiiine!" He stomped into the locker room and I rolled my eyes. I walked over to his bag, putting what small things he had littered around it inside.

"C'mon you big baby." I did as he walked over, pouting.

"I'm coming, oh, did you pack my bag?" I nodded.

"Thanks, cutie." He said as he kissed my forehead and threw an arm around my shoulder.

"Can we stop and get some food, I'm kinda hungry." He asked.

"Yeah, of course." I said as I leaned my head on his shoulder and we started walking to the nearest convenience store.

"What do you want?" He asked as we entered the store.

"Salmon onigiri, curry bun, orange juice." I listed and he raised an eyebrow as he ruffled my hair.

"You're odd, aren't you?" I nodded as he got a small basket and started putting a few things in it.

"We should get ice cream too." He noted as he grabbed some chocolate covered mochi.

"Mkay." I said as he started walking to the register and I raced to beat him, handing 3,000¥ to the woman at the counter before he could.

"No!" He started to walk faster and I held up a finger.

"Your knee." He huffed as he slowed down and set the basket down.

"You little minx." He said as the woman chuckled and checked us out.

We started walking to his house before I spoke again.

"Are your parents home?" I asked and he wiggled his brows.

"Why do you wanna know, princess?" He asked.

"To know if I need to make you dinner. Perv." He cackled.

"Perv?!" I nodded.

"...Valid point."

"Tooru!" I yelled as I slapped his arm softly, making him chuckle.

"I'm kidding!" He said.

"No they're not, my mom has a late night at work and my dad is on a business trip." I hummed in acknowledgement.

"Mkay, what would you like?" He shrugged.

"Tired?" He nodded as we arrived at his house and he opened the door.

"You go shower and change, I'll make something okay?" He nodded.

"Okay, thank you." I nodded.

.

"Ahh, there's my pretty boy." I cooed as he walked into the kitchen. He gave a tired smile and wrapped me in a hug.

"It's almost done, a few more minutes." He nodded as I turned around and faced him. I smiled at him softly as he lent down and pressed his lips against my forehead.

"I'm so in love with you." My eyes widened in surprise.

"All of a sudden?" I giggled.

"I've always loved you." He smiled.

"I'll always love you, Oikawa Tooru." I said.

"Thank you for bossing me around, I kinda need it." He mumbled.

"Mhm, my pleasure, pretty boy." I smiled as he nuzzled his face into my neck and placed a peck on my collarbone. He looked back up and smiled before cupping my cheek and giving me a questioning look and I nodded in response. He brought us closer until our lips grazed each other and then he moved his other hand to my hip pulling me closer and deepening the kiss. We both pulled away and smiled shyly at each other before moving to the couch and falling asleep, wrapped in each-others arms.

[yanderes-galore]

Request a scenario where romantic yandere master chief somehow ends up in our world and finally meets the reader.

I can try! This is a continuation of the fic with the same name. I hope I didn't make it too short since I was struggling how to make it... realistic? (I have to have a certain amount of realism in my fics even if I'm bending rules, lol.)

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Yandere! Self-Aware! Master Chief Scenario Part 2

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Invasion of privacy, Size difference between John and darling, Dubious companionship/relationship, I tried making it yandere but it may have been butchered, Manipulation, Stalking mention, Tamer compared to my usual stuff.

Halo had been one of your special interests for awhile. Be it for years or only a couple months, you've enjoyed the series. Even to the point of buying the books and playing all the campaigns.

You have fun putting together the lore and looking for collectibles. You like to play with friends despite the toxic online community. It's one of your favorite past times.

Unfortunately, your MCC disc had been acting funny lately. Whenever you tried to play inputs didn't register at times. The screen often glitched and sometimes the game was unplayable. As a result you've been spending less time on the game.

Even if you wanted to play it through yet again... it felt so invigorating to play as a super soldier fighting a space war against all sorts of foes.

To satiate your growing Halo urge you take a book you bought from your shelf and begin to read on your bed. The room is quiet, your xbox softly playing music while you immerse yourself in your story. You smile as you read through to lengthy story...

Then your Xbox begins to glitch.

A groan leaves your lips when you realize the issue may not be your disc. The idea of your hardware failing you worries you and you begin to get up to turn it off. However, you end up stumbling back when a loud popping noise occurs... a blinding light from your TV blinding you.

In response you turn around and bury your face into a pillow. You try to calm your worry as a ringing greets your ears. You have no idea what to do... you freeze and hope something changes enough to allow you to do something.

Then there's silence.

You pause, standing up slowly to turn around. Only to do a double take as something strange graces your vision. Your breathing stops momentarily as you take in your surroundings.

Once your vision clears you see a hulking figure in front of you. They're wearing armor similar to the Halo game you love and adore. In fact... they almost exactly resembled Master Chief himself.

You find yourself unable to move. You're overcome with fear and confusion as the hulking soldier stares down at you. You begin to wonder if the silence will ever end before the soldier looks over to the book you long discarded.

You flinch when he reaches over and picks up the books. You see him read through it, his visor concealing any thoughts or emotions. You don't think you want to draw attention to yourself....

Meanwhile John is just starting to learn more about you, his player. The book you were reading caught his attention. Inside were stories of his own missions and events... even his origins.

It surprises him that you know so much about him... yet he knows so little about you.

John's attention is only torn from the book when he notices you try to slip past him. A tightness in his chest urges him to act, quickly dropping the book and cutting you off. He sees how quickly you squeak before backing off... almost feeling bad.

"Where am I?" A simple question, he knows it's your world but he isn't quite sure where this is.

"Earth? My home? Who even are you!" You cry, John only responding with silence as he looks around the room. It's exactly as he saw it looking like.... His gaze then transitions back to you. He's never really been one for words.

Looking at how small you are compared to him, John can't help the fondness bubbling in him. It's just like all civilians compared to him yet he still feels a strong connection between you. Even though any sort of sexual desire is driven out of him due to the concoction of drugs he was fed when he was young... he still felt an urge to keep you close.

"There's no way you're actually Master Chief. He's a fictional character, that's impossible. You have to be some sort of alien or deity taking the form of something I enjoy to send me a message or something. I have to be rational...." John hears you mumbling to yourself. You're overcome with fearful worry and John wants to help you through it. He doesn't understand what you mean.

"What are you talking about?" He asks, only for you to shoot your head up from your hands.

"Me!? Oh, pardon me if this isn't a rare occurrence! I'm saying you're not supposed to be real! Yet here you are in front of me...." You panic, cautiously reaching out to touch his armor. John takes the chance to reach for your hand, holding it in his gloved one. As a result you freeze... silence overtaking both of you.

"I'm real."

"I'm crazy...."

"No you aren't."

"How...?"

"I'm not sure."

"...."

"Let's talk."

"Do I even have much of a choice?"

It's then the large soldier sits on your bed, nearly flinging you off due to the weight of the armor. You two then begin to discuss your situation and experiences. John is careful not to reveal too much on his desires but does mention that you two are connected somehow.

He can see as you talk you struggle to put things together but begin to accept certain things as fact. The fact he's here right now is shocking enough, at this point you'd accept anything as fact. Including him saying you two are bonded in a way.

Your fear is still deep in you but most of it ebbs away, curiosity and even a sense of respect taking its place. You're essentially meeting your long time hero. A video game character in the flesh.

The feeling is similar for John. He respects you for being his player and showing such interest in him. He's curious about how you know so much about him. In fact, he promises to answer questions you ask about him if he can ask about you.

Soon he plans to erase all fear you have for him.

If anything he'll protect you, not harm you.

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Hiding a super soldier in your house is a difficult task. Even though you're still trying to get over the fact Master Chief is in your home, you still promised to hide him. If anything maybe he'll find out a way to return to his world.

Meanwhile you did your best to accomadate for him. You let him borrow exercise equipment and keep in shape outside when it was night. You even tried talking to him when you could, although he didn't answer much.

You weren't sure if you should feel safe, lucky, or terrified? It really does feel like the equivalent of hiding an alien from the government. In fact daily life became strange.

It's not like you could just disguise him. He's in literal power armor. You doubt you could even convince him to take it off?

The good thing you guess you could say is John likes to talk to you. He likes hearing about you and your past. If anything he's about as interested in you as you are him.

In fact you began picking up some sort of fondness towards you. He often expresses concern when you leave the house and doesn't appear to like those around you. Plus, you've caught him reaching out to put a gloved hand on your skin or offering to hold you for comfort.

At first it put you off. Any attempt to be closer to you was met by your shifting away, which upset John at times. Although... with time... you accepted it.

In a way he brought you a new sense of comfort. You began to believe the insanity of the situation and decided to make the best of it. You offered him to help him get back, the response you got was silence but you assume he appreciated it?

Not quite.

John didn't quite like the idea of going back to a fake and chaotic world. Even if he was supposed to hide he liked being around you. He liked holding you... he liked feeling like he could protect you.

He belongs in his world, but he can't go back to just watching you. He likes being a genuine part of your life while you gush about your adoration for his missions. It makes him feel... nice.

Even if you found a way to bring him back, he probably wouldn't accept it. He wants you to continue to adore him. Maybe even fall for him like he has you... just him and his player whom he swears to protect.

He'd give up everything if it meant he kept you in his lap. He'd do anything you order if it meant he served you. His old purpose is obsolete now.

Now... John dedicates himself to you.

If you or anyone tried to change that he won't allow it...

He'd sacrifice it all for you... no matter the amount of blood or pain, just so he can stay with his player.

[loop-hole-319]

What mythical horse centaurs I think the batfamily would be.

Bruce - Thestral / Batpony

Ties in well to witnessing his parents death. I think he will be able to control his invisibility although if you have scene death you will be able to see through it regardless.

Dick - Peryton

Specifically that one image of the one with the peacock tail. I just think it fits his flamboyant personality and is so colorful. It would also be dishonorable to give him something that couldn't fly.

Jason - Nightmare

I like to think it was a normal centaur but then something bad happened transforming him into a nightmare. I have a vivid image of him entering a building while wearing a smirk with a giant gun on his shoulder. With every step he takes embers fly from his feathering and a magma like texture spreads from his glowing hooves.

Tim - Kirin/Quilin

His appearance would be similar to the ones in My Little pony. With a horn that looks similar to an antler and a set of sharp fangs from dragon-like traits. With a dark red coat and gold scales with a gold horn and highlights. Also keep the setting itself on fire when pissed off cuz it's funny and opens up a whole bunch of scenarios for him.

Damian - Shadhavarr

Combined with constantly being mistaken for a unicorn with the fact that his horn seems to serve no other purpose then as a noise maker has put a damper on his mental health. After all, a wind instrument being stuck to your head is not beneficial to an assassin. He was supposed to have wings, he was supposed to be a Thestral. Although he did inherit his father's black coat and fluffy ears.

He does eventually find love for music in this AU mirroring his love for drawing.

Cass - Thestral / Batpony

Not much to say for her other than aesthetics and that would look badass. Although she is much more fluffy than Bruce.

Steph - Unicorn

Her highly pigmented shiny purple coat and yellow mane almost make up for the fact she can't use magic.

Babs - Hippocampus

Being a Ichthyocentaur on land would be a lot more upsetting if her tail was paralyzed because some asshole The Joker purposefully ran her over with their boat.

Duke - Descendant of Skinfaxi

Despite lacking a horn Duke has the most magic out of everyone in the herd. He can do basic light manipulation and his coat is extremely reflective.

Alfred - A White horse

The one death rode in on.

Jason likes to keep Dicks antler sheds so they can play fight with them later in the year.

Duke and Jason form a glow-in-the-dark club.

Jason likes to piss off Tim to make him flame up. Damian secretly thinks the flames are pretty.

Dick likes to make feather jewelry with his feathers.

Despite being partially paralyzed, Babs is extremely mobile in her wheelchair although she cannot swim.

Steph paints everyone's hooves she needs help with her back feet.

Despite three family members having wings, they rarely use them. Dick uses them the most by giving himself extra air time with jumps.

Despite being an extremely lanky awkward foal, Jason is a Shire. His running has been described as thunderous.

Jason once kicked a man's head off

When Bart met Tim he got extremely excited over 'horsey' and jumped on his back. Tim immediately bucked him off.

Tim kicked Kon in the nuts (thank you invulnerability) once on reflex because he smacked him on the ass. Kon later defended himself by telling him that he lived on a farm and he gave the horses butt pats all the time and it was ingrained.

Jason likes to play Rodeo with his friends. No one has stayed on for more than 4 seconds.

Once out of the assassin Colt Damien takes a deep dive into music and learns like seven instruments.

[eldritch-spouse]

Hi Pinnie I loved your Breg with an S/O who is afraid of storms. How would that go with the Triplets?

None of them are afraid of storms, you're alone in your fear in that regard.

Ludwig loves storms. They're pretty destructive, the louder they get the more excited he can't help getting. He wants to go outside. He's not helping your terror at all. What do you mean you're afraid of storms? Don't they make you feel alive?! Ultimately, he gets you cocooned in a person burrito and puts you on his lap with the TV loud enough to block out the sounds.

Obie also enjoys thunder, moderately. He finds the sound of storms oddly soothing, so it's kind of funny to see you get so antsy. You know, their pet lizard back home is just like you. Usually they never get to see storms, so that's understandable. He makes an insane amount of your comfort foods and tries to distract you with video games or music.

Mervin will call that fear childish. You need to go outside with him and stand in the rain for a bit, this silly terror will only slow you down. If you agree, he actually smiles. Though if not, the most he'll do is huff and get you noise-cancelling headphones and something productive you can both do quietly to pass the time while it storms outside.

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member is Le Sserafim's Sakura little sister

A/N: Heyyy, I'm back fr lol! Sry for taking so long to post but finally the semester ended :D I hope that my friend Thira_Harris that gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)

The request: Hi I want to request again where y/n is little sister to le sserafim sakura and twice saw le sserafim babying y/n and they also want to babying you as they don't want to lose to them and y/n said they all can have her and don't have to fight about it. Thank you ❤️

PS: Tysm for everyone that reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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Once upon a time in the enchanting world of K-pop, a talented group of young ladies known as TWICE took the industry by storm with their mesmerizing performances and infectious music. Among them was the youngest member, Y/N, who held a special place in the hearts of her fellow members. But little did she know that her position as the baby of the group was about to become a subject of competition among her beloved unnies. The maknae, adorable and spirited little sister of Le Sserafim Sakura, was not only cherished by her older sibling but also adored by the rest of the TWICE members. They couldn't help but be captivated by her sweet smile and infectious laughter, often finding themselves gravitating towards her whenever they were together. However, Y/N's unnies couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy when they witnessed Sakura and the other Le Sserafim members' doting affection towards her.

On a bright Friday day TWICE and the members of Le Sserafim gathered together for a joint practice session. As the girls mingled and caught up, Y/N's unnies couldn't help but notice the other members of Le Sserafim showering her with their own brand of love and adoration. The sight of this sparked a newfound competitive streak within TWICE.

Jihyo, the strong and caring leader of TWICE, watched as the members of Le Sserafim fussed over her child, playing with her and making her laugh. Feeling a twinge of envy, Jihyo turned to her fellow members and spoke up. 

Jihyo - Hey, have you noticed how the girls from Le Sserafim are all babying our girl? Shouldn't we do the same? We don't want to lose to them!

Nayeon nodded eagerly. 

Nayeon - You're right, Jihyo. We can't let them steal all the babying moments with Y/N. Let's show them just how much we adore our maknae!

The other TWICE members agreed wholeheartedly, and their competitive spirits ignited. Momo, Sana, Dahyun, and the rest of the girls hatched a plan to outdo Le Sserafim and win their youngest's heart with their own brand of affection. The following day, as they gathered for practice, the TWICE members put their plan into motion. Jihyo approached Y/N with a wide smile, scooping her up into her arms as cooed, showering the girl with kisses and cuddles.

Jihyo - Oh, cutie pie, my adorable baby sister! You're so precious to me!

Not to be outdone, Nayeon quickly joined in, tickling TWICE's angel's sides and making her giggle uncontrollably. 

Nayeon - Honey, you're the cutest maknae in the world! Unnie loves you so much!

The other TWICE members, unable to resist the friendly competition, followed suit. Momo danced around the kid, making funny faces and silly noises, trying to elicit the loudest laughter from the young girl. Sana showered her with compliments, calling the girl their little angel and the sunshine of their lives. Dahyun presented Y/N with a colourful bouquet of flowers, exclaiming that these were for the most precious baby sister in the world. As the members of TWICE competed for Y/N's attention, they couldn't help but notice the glances exchanged between the members of Le Sserafim. It was evident that their friendly competition had not gone unnoticed. Feeling a mix of amusement and a touch of guilt, the TWICE unnies momentarily paused their efforts to baby Y/N. Taking a step back, Jihyo gently set her child down on the ground, surrounded by TWICE. 

Jihyo - Kiddo, we love you so much. We wanted to show you just how special you are to each and every one of us.

Y/N looked up at her unnies, her eyes shining with innocent wonder. 

Y/N - Unnies, you don't have to fight over me. I love each and every one of you, just the way you are. I don't want anyone to feel left out or sad. Can't you all baby me together?

The TWICE members exchanged glances, realizing the truth in Y/N's words. In their quest to outdo each other, they had momentarily forgotten the strength and unity they had as a group. They had lost sight of the fact that their love for their sunshine was not a competition, but a shared bond that made them stronger. Jihyo smiled warmly and nodded. 

Jihyo - You're right, lovebug. We shouldn't fight over you. We are a family, and our love for you is boundless. Let's all baby you together, as a united group.

With those words, the members of TWICE encircled Y/N, each showering her with their unique brand of affection. They hugged her, played with her, and filled the room with laughter and joy. At that moment, they understood that their love for Y/N wasn't about winning or losing, it was about creating a supportive and nurturing environment for their cherished maknae.

The next day as Y/N settled down on the couch, she noticed that each member had prepared something special for her. Momo had set up a mini tea party with adorable stuffed animals, while Jeongyeon had a pile of colourful storybooks ready to be read. Sana, with her bright personality, had a collection of cute outfits for dress-up, and Chaeyoung had a box full of art supplies for their creative efforts. Touched by their thoughtfulness, her eyes welled up with tears of joy. She never expected such an outpouring of love from her older sisters. Looking at their eager expressions, Y/N realized that TWICE stopped competing with each other but they did not want to lose to Kkura's special bond. With that in mind, she began to explain her feeling, her voice filled with genuine affection.

Y/N - Unnies, no need to fight over me, I belong to all of you. You don't have to worry or compete. You're all my family, and I love you equally.

TWICE members exchanged glances, their hearts melting at Y/N's words. Kkura, in particular, felt a deep sense of pride for her little sister's maturity and understanding. She scooped Y/N into her arms, hugging her tightly.

Y/N - Kkura unnie, thank you for being the best sister in the world. You've taught me so much about love and compassion.

Kkura smiled warmly, her eyes sparkling with tears. 

Sakura - No, my dongsang. Thank you for reminding us of what truly matters. They are TWICE but we are all family. We'll always be here for you, through thick and thin.

With those heartfelt words, TWICE and Le Sserafim embraced their girl, forming a circle of love and support. They spent the rest of the day engaging in their individual activities but always including Y/N in every moment. They read stories, sipped imaginary tea, dressed up in silly costumes, and created beautiful artwork together. The years passed and TWICE and Le Sserafim's baby grew up surrounded by the love and support of her extraordinary sisters. She blossomed into a remarkable individual, carrying the values of kindness, compassion, and unity within her. In the end, it wasn't about competing for Y/N's affection. It was about the unbreakable bond that TWICE and Le Sserafim shared, a bond that would withstand the test of time. And they would never stop telling her something that always made her feel warm inside:  

We are proud of our dear family.

A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[darkboysroadtrip]

[this was supposed to be a part of the last ask so it is not drawn.]

"I can listen to almost anything" Remus says, "but the noiser, experimental, trash music is the best" he's shoving the rolled up tent into its bag, "I like loud, wonky, weird, shredding music the best!

"A lot of grunge and any and all other genres of punk can be found in my playlist, you'll also get the random musical, EDM, straight up horror noises" he windmills his hand, "y'know the usual."

"I don't think most people listen to actual screams of terror with flesh ripping, squelching and blood gurgling sounds" Virgil says.

"You don't know that, besides you listen to Doki Doki Literature Club soundtrack stuff, it's the same."

"That's totally different."

"How so My Little Nightmare?"

"That has music to accompany it."

"You... got me there" Remus agrees, "it is a pretty banging soundtrack."

Remus has finally finagled the tent back in its bag and hands it off to Virgil who hauls it on top of the car.

"No surprise to my music taste here but, any kind of emo, punk, rock, you know the stuff."

"You like jazz" Dee says, he's now sitting on the ground with Thomas and Marcy.

"I've come to like jazz because of you."

"True, but you still like it."

Virgil sits down with them, Marcy immediately goes to sit on his shoulder; Thomas in turn goes to sit in his lap to continue playing with her.

"My music taste is hard to pin point" Dee says, "I guess along with the jazz, I like whatever my boyfriends play and some classical in a movie villain type of way."

Virgil snickers, "yeah, sometimes it's scary how accurate that is."

"How do you figure?"

"Dude, sometimes I'll come into the office and you'll be standing at a window with a book in your hands, a glass of wine on the sill with low classical music playing" he laughs, "sometimes I think you're not even reading, it just looks like you're plotting something."

"Maybe I am" Dee wiggles his eyebrows.

"Oooh I love plots!" Remus butts in, "what are we plotting?"

Virgil pats Remus' head, "sorry babe, nothing."

"As far as you know" Dee mutters.

~~~

"As a Broadway Star" Roman starts with a hand fanned to his chest, "I can't see myself loving musicals."

There's a beat of silence.

"Less! I physically can not not love them, they are part of my passion, my very being."

There it is.

"I mean c'mon how can you not love musicals, they're just so enchanting!" he enthuses.

"Fun fact!" Patton pipes up, "Roman has his own recordings from his shows on his phone, so we tend to listen to them quite a bit."

"I can't help it, I'm just so talented" Roman says.

"I don't quite understand musicals, however I do enjoy listening to Roman sing" Logan says.

"Everyone does!" Patton agrees.

Roman, puffed up with all the praise is absolutely beaming.

"Eh, I've heard better" Remus teases.

Roman makes a high pitched and very offended 'ugh', "how dare you!, I can't believe my own broth- actually I can, that's so sad, you make me sad go away."

Remus gets right up next to Roman, his nose practically touching Roman's cheek.

"You'll never be rid of me" he whispers hoarsely.

Roman smacks Remus' forehead when he places it there to shove him away.

"Go finish your packing you gremlin."

Logan stops and looks off like he's looking at a camera in The Office.

"Music of all kinds are wonderful" Roman continues answering the question, "if you have the energy and/or an extensive friend circle-"

"You have other friends?" Virgil yells over.

Roman ignores him.

"-you can find something good in any genre."

"I agree" Patton says and sits next to Roman, "there's so many good music choices out there! And finding new things are always fun!"

He makes a face, "mmm well... there are some things I can't quite listen to, but that's more of a sensory issue."

Logan stops his packing to stand with his partners, "I have an appreciation for rap and I have a soft spot for nerdy educational but funny songs - I don't listen to much music honestly, I do enjoy whatever my partners put on though.

It's not that I don't like music it's just I don't go searching for it" he adjusts his glasses, "besides I like listening to podcasts so that takes up most of my listening to things time."

"You listen to uuuuus" Patton says in a lovey tone.

"I like listening to you, and I would very much like it if you would listen to me."

Patton and Roman glance at each other.

"We - we do though?" Patton says, his head cocked like a confused puppy.

"We've gotten really good at that" Roman agrees.

Logan purses his lips, "yes you have, and it is appreciated greatly"-

"I hear a 'but' coming" Roman stage whispers.

"Mm, yes" Logan says, "your butt specifically Roman, to help pack."

"But I am helping."

Logan blinks slowly just once.

"I'm looking for our next digs" Roman explains waving Logan's phone as added evidence, "and may I add: I am very graciously and humbly taking care of said digs."

"So gracious, so humble" Logan blankly remarks, "can you at least pack your personals?"

"Of course."

"Thank you."

"After I book these hotel suites."

"Fine, I suppose we do need to know where we're going before leaving."