#I feel like the way they dress tends to give people the wrong impression

[byanyan]

today is one of those days where I feel the urge to stress that byan is not tiny. they're not huge by any means, but they aren't small either. 5'10 and a little underweight, yeah, but they've got some decent muscle tone to make up for it. a little gangly, maybe, because they're still growing into their size, but thin waist, broad shoulders... their stature is pretty typically masculine, for lack of a better descriptor

[twiceinadream]

“I Want You.”

Requested: Nope

Prompt: Alpha! S/O is an up-in-coming Rookie artist who meets Omega! Sana at the after party…things get interesting from there.

a/u: Hey, everyone! I’m back again and I finally have my first Omegaverse fic for the first time in forever. I hope you all enjoy and I just want to thank you all for the continued love and support. I love you guys!

Category: NSFW and Fluff

Word Count: 4.1k

The venue was nice, more extravagant than you had been expecting, but it was a nice surprise nonetheless. This was a big deal for you, this had finally been the big break you had been waiting for your entire career. But all you could focus on was the Omega sitting - strangely - by herself at the bar.

Don’t get it wrong, you were completely and utterly respectful of all people at any given moment and time, but there was just something about her that made you want to abandon all your morals and take a leap of faith.

You made your way towards the bar, in your opinion, everything about the Omega was breathtaking. Her dress was a mix of blues and greens, that had flowers patterned within, it exposed her shoulders and dipped devilishly at her cleavage, and the slit that ran up her thigh would have made your eyes wander if you didn’t have any self-restraint.

It also didn’t help that the woman was: Minatozaki Sana, a longtime crush of yours. Before you knew it, you were beside her, all your Alpha confidence and vibrato seemed to evade you as you cleared your throat. Sana looked up from the glass of wine she had been nursing since the beginning of the evening to take in the stranger before her, “Is this seat taken?” The question was simple but you felt like she could practically smell how nervous you were, since your scent was coming off like a scared pup.

“No, all yours.” The idol’s eyes trailed over you, studying you, as realization filled her. “You’re L/N Y/N, I watched your performance, it was quite the show. Very impressive.”

You felt like you choked on air as your eyes widened and you fought the feeling of your jaw dropping, “Wow, you actually know my name.”

Sana giggled and you knew you wanted to hear that sound for the rest of your life, “Of course, I do. You won ‘Rookie of the Year’, that’s all anyone can talk about, you’re a pretty big deal.”

“Well that’s extremely high praise especially coming from someone like you. You’re part of Twice, you just debuted in Japan with MISAMO, and your stage presence is unreal! The passion and talent you exude is extraordinary and…” You suddenly cut yourself off as you looked shy, “I’m sorry, I’m totally gushing over you. I really admire your work and it’s such an honor to meet you. Nonetheless, you know who I am.”

The Omega smiled kindly as she placed a hand on your forearm, “Well I appreciate your kind words. Would you like to join me for the rest of the evening, these things can get quite boring without the right company.”

You smiled, your Alpha confidence filling you once more, “The pleasure would be all mine.”

Suddenly the bartender appeared before you, “What can I get for you?”

You looked over to what your new companion for the evening was drinking, “I’ll have what she’s having and refresh her glass as well please.”

“Right away.” The bartender quickly poured you a glass as they refilled the brunette’s before leaving to tend to the other guests.

You took a sip of the wine before scrunching your nose slightly, Sana couldn’t help but giggle at your reaction, “If you’re not a fan of wine, why’d you get what I was having?”

You laughed bashfully, “I wanted to sound romantic. Wait! Um, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like…”

Sana held up a hand, “Please continue.��� The brunette leaned forward, giving you quite an eyeful of her breasts, “I’m very interested in what you’re offering, Alpha.” Her voice was sultry and you felt your alpha-hood stir to life in your pants. The music of the party began to pick up as the lights dimmed, “Join me?”

The Omega held out her hand as you took it immediately, “Of course.”

-

The music was pounding as one thing led to another and Sana was grinding on you. The smell of you and Sana was slightly heavy in the air as there was an undeniable spark between the two of you. Your hands found their way to the Omega’s waist as no room was left in between you.

Sana pulled you close as she whispered in your ear, “Let's get out of here, my room isn’t too far.”

You were practically beaming, “Lead the way.”

-

You both giggled like teenagers sneaking off for the first time, Sana held your hand tightly as she pulled you towards her room. As soon as you got in front of it the Omega began fishing for her room key in her bag, but you didn’t make it any easier on her as you began kissing her neck as your hands roamed her sides. Your senses filled with the scent of a needy Omega as your teeth scraped where a mating bite could be placed, causing Sana to groan as she finally found her room key and swiped it against the scanner as the two of you pushed your way in.

You both laughed lightly as you kicked the door shut and brought the Japanese woman into another kiss. This time, you allowed yourselves to get lost in it as you swiped your tongue along Sana’s lower lip asking for permission before slipping your tongue into the brunette’s mouth. You had turned so that the Omega had her back to the door, which was perfect as you pushed her slightly into it. You made sure that your hand was behind her head to cushion the impact as you moved in to kiss her again but stopped right before your lips could meet and pulled away.

A smug smirk adorned your face as Sana’s chest heaved, her eyes dilating with lust as she chased after you as you walked further into the room. Her lips were slightly swollen from your rough kisses as she pulled you back towards her and repeated your move back. She pulled you in so that your lips were a breath away from a kiss before pushing you back on the bed.

You quickly rose to a sitting position as Sana stood before you, your hands found their way to the Omega’s hips once more as you stood up to reach behind the Japanese woman to grasp the zipper at the back. “May I?”

Sana smiled at the politeness, “Please do.”

You smiled as you brought the zipper down the sinfully tight dress that hugged the Omega in all the right places. Sana helped by shoving the dress down leaving her exposed in her white lace underwear. You felt your mouth go dry as all your blood seemed to pool between your legs as you felt your alpha-hood harden. You walked Sana back till she was once again against a wall and dipped your head down to capture her lips.

Your hands wandered up as you finally moved to cup the Omega’s breasts. They were just as soft yet as firm as they looked as you kneaded her breasts. Her tits fit perfectly in your hands as Sana moaned aloud as you continued to toy with her chest. Trailing kisses and sucking a few hickies into the idol’s neck, you reached behind her as you slipped your index finger behind her bra clasp and pushed it against your middle finger, quickly unhooking it.

Sana’s eyes widened as you chuckled against her neck, “What can I say. I’m full of surprises.” The cocky smirk was not lost on the brunette as she let her bra fall, revealing her bare chest. In an instant, your hands were once again kneading the flesh like dough as the Omega moaned aloud. You smirked as you bent down to take a nipple into your mouth. your teeth grazed against the bud as your other hand pinched and pulled its twin before switching and doing the same to the other.

The brunette felt like her white panties were probably see through with how wet she felt. Her body was buzzing with sensations as you played her like a finely tuned instrument, knowing exactly where to touch her to make her go wild. After a particularly rough tug at her nipple, Sana pushed you away as a seductive smirk adorned her face. She made you sit back on the edge of the bed as she sank to her knees in between your parted legs.

You sucked in a nervous breath as the pressure in your lower belly threatened to burst as Sana reached for your belt. You were harder than you had ever been in your life as the Omega unbuckled your belt and unbuttoned your pants, but before she could continue you put your hand atop of hers, “Are you sure you wanna do this?”

Sana paused as she looked into your eyes, “I do, a million times over I want this.” She smiled as you looked shy, “I want you, I promise.” With all that said and done, Sana continued what she had been doing and hooked her fingers into both your slacks and your boxers. As she pulled them down she was nearly hit in the face with your impressive alpha-hood. The Omega could barely contain her smile as she looked up at you once more, “You really are full of surprises.”

You couldn’t help but puff out your chest slightly as pride filled it. Your eyes wide as you watched Sana bend down and take you into her mouth, the slightly salty taste of your precum made the idol hum as she took more of your cock into her mouth.

You threw your head back as the warm confines of her mouth enveloped you as you resisted the urge to buck your hips and sink your cock further into her pretty throat. Sana reached a hand up to pump the base of your cock as her lips met her fist halfway. The Omega squeezed lightly at the bottom of your shaft as she worked the growing knot at the base, every squeeze brought out a steady stream of your precum was coating her tongue as you grunted above her. Your hands tangled in her hair as you used it to guide her, thankfully not pushing down and choking her.

After a few more minutes of sucking you off, Sana released your dick with a pop as the shaft pulsed with unreleased tension. “W..what?” Your head was jumbled with thoughts that you could barely articulate since all your thinking was centered in the wrong head.

“I have an idea.” The Omega licked her lips, “I think you’ll really enjoy it.”

At this point, you were horny enough to trust Sana with your life as you nodded, “I’m sure I will.”

The brunette gathered her breasts in her hands as she enveloped your dick between the two soft pillows of titty flesh. You groaned as Sana pushed her breasts together tightly as she moved up and down on your alpha-hood. The soft mounds felt like heaven as you felt like you were about to cum from all of the teasing.

“Oh god, Satang, I’m gonna…” The image alone of Minatozaki Sana between your legs with her breasts wrapped around your dick with the head of your shaft peaking out from in between them, felt like a picture straight out of a Playboy magazine.

“Come on, Y/N-chan, come for me.” The sultry lilt to her voice was your undoing as you moaned aloud and blew your load all over Sana. Covering her breasts and her neck in your cum.

You were left panting as Sana took a finger to the top of her right breast and scooped up some of your cum. She made sure your eyes were on her as she sucked her finger into her mouth, moaning at the taste. You felt your eyes widen at the sight as your alpha-hood swelled once more, “Holy shit, that was so hot.”

Sana smiled as she placed a kiss to the top of your cock, “There’s still a lot more if you’re up for it.”

“Fuck, yes.” You breathed out a sigh as you regained your composure. Trying to calm your racing heart as you let the Alpha timbre slip into your next words, “Get up here.”

The Omega bit her lip as she smiled and climbed onto the bed beside you. You motioned for her to scoot back onto the bed, then you surprised her by reconnecting your lips into a heated kiss that overwhelmed her. Before she knew it, she was on her back with the you above her, your hands moving to toy with her breasts once more.

When you pulled away for air, Sana couldn’t help but feel the urge to tease, “You really love my boobs, don’t you?”

You chuckled as you licked a line up the valley of her breast, “I don’t think ‘love’ even covers how I can’t get enough of you. All of you, not just your tits.” The younger of the two smiled wryly, it was filled with an extremely Alpha charm, as you sucked a hickey onto the top of her left breast, “However, they are still a very welcome addition.”

Sana shook her head, but the playfulness didn’t last long as you made it to the hem of her thoroughly soaked panties, “Look what we have here. I’ve never seen anyone get as wet as you, Sana-ssi.” It was now your time to turn up the charm as you ran your index finger over her clothed center, “I have to say, I’m very pleased with what I see.” You leaned down to kiss along the inside of her right thigh, inching closer to where she needed you but you decided to kiss up her left thigh instead, ignoring where she wanted you most. “Beg.”

The command was simple, but Sana blushed all the while, no one had ever made her feel this way before. “Please.”

You lifted your head as you clicked your tongue, “If that’s the best you got, I can leave. I already have enough bragging rights that Minatozaki Sana sucked my dick, fucked me with her tits, and I came all over her.” Your words were harsh and the Omega couldn’t help but squirm at how vulgar it all sounded. She wanted to close her legs to get some friction, but with you between them, that wasn’t happening.

“Please, touch me.” You shrugged as you continued kissing and nipping at her inner thighs as your hands roamed over her stomach, “No, please, touch me.”

“I’m already touching you.” The brunette pouted as she balled the sheets in her fists, “Oh, you don’t want me to keep kissing up your pretty thighs? Then where do you want me to touch you, baby? You gotta tell me, I can’t read your mind.”

Sana rolled her eyes, getting more and more worked up from your teasing, “I want you to touch my pussy. I want you to ruin me. I want you to make me cum so hard I forget my name.” The brunette breathed out hard as she looked her partner in the eye, “I want you to fuck me until the sun comes up and I can’t walk tomorrow!”

You swallowed hard as the words sank in. This woman would be the death of you.

That seemed to do the trick as your reaction was immediate, you licked a line straight up her center adding enough pressure so that she could feel the press of your tongue on her clit through the fabric. Next, her panties came off as you hooked your finger into it and pulled down, briefly moving out of the way so Sana could raise her legs to get rid of them before flinging them somewhere in the room. Then you came face-to-face with Minatozaki Sana and all her naked glory, “Holy shit, you’re gorgeous.”

Sana didn’t even get a chance to respond before uou dove into her weeping folds. Her pussy was already slick with arousal as her lips flowered open to reveal the treasure beneath. You loved the way she tasted, sweet with a little tang that felt like ambrosia on your tongue. The Omega’s hands found purchase on your shoulder as she urged you closer to where she needed you.

Your tongue teased along the outer folds running just high enough to nearly touch her clit but avoided it and repeated the pattern on the other side. You lowered your head to tease Sana’s pulsing entrance, you slipped your tongue inside and you felt like it was being sucked in by her desperate inner muscles. You retracted as you finally moved up to her aching clit, the hood was pulled back to reveal the reddened bud as you took it into your mouth. The reaction was immediate as Sana moaned loudly, her grip on your shoulder tightened as she shoved your face closer to her.

You brought a finger to her entrance as you slipped it inside, testing the waters before adding another. Sana’s voice grew louder as you formed a hook with your fingers and rubbed against a rough patch along her frontal wall that made her scream, “Shit! I’m gonna cum!” But before the Omega could be brought over the edge, you stopped. You retracted your fingers and pulled your lips away from her clit, letting her orgasm die. Sana’s eyes were wide as she stared down at her partner, “H..hey! I was…about to..cum!”

“I don’t want you to cum just yet, that was just the warm up.” There was a playful glint in your eyes eyes as you moved back to sit on your thighs. “Do you have a condom?”

Sana shook her head, “No, but I’m on the pill and it’s been ages since I’ve been with someone.”

You briefly broke the scene that you had built up to check in with her, your eyes softening, “If you’re not comfortable with having me inside you, I can keep eating you out, I don’t mind. You taste divine.”

The Omega laughed at the sincerity, “I want you. Please.”

“Do you want me to pull out before I…?”

The idol shook her head once more, “No, I want to feel it, I’ll be fine.”

You smiled as you fell back into the scene, “Alright, then.” You hooked your arms under Sana’s thighs and pulled her close. The Omega gasped as she was suddenly turned so that she was now on her hands and knees, her ass in the air as the you rubbed a hand over the swell of her ass, “Damn, you’re built like a goddess.” The compliment was spoken under your breath but the woman beneath you heard it loud and clear, no matter how deep you both were into the “Dom/Sub” dynamic you guys had going, the true attraction was undeniable.

But Sana wasn’t given a moment to relish in the sweetness as she felt the blunt tip of your cock inbetween her folds, you thrusted forward as you gathered wetness along the shaft before you once again grabbed the base of the alpha-hood and aimed it to the brunette’s blossoming entrance. “Ready?”

“God, yes!” The response turned into a moan as the head of your cock sank into the tight cavern that was Minatozaki Sana. You moved slowly as you felt the Omega’s inner walls part as you continued to push forward. Before long, you were all the way inside, you fought every instinct telling you to just throw caution to the wind and thrust. But you knew that stretch must have been intense as you allowed Sana to adjust. “Okay, you can move now.”

That was all the reassurance you needed as you pulled out till only the tip of your cock remained inside before thrusting back in, eliciting a moan from both of you, “Shit! You can go faster!”

You picked up speed as the sound of your bodies meeting echoed throughout the room. The wet slaps of you bottoming out inside of her made the Omega go wild as she moaned into the bed, not wanting to be too loud and alerting the surrounding guests, “Oh, god, fuck! Take it!”

You moaned as you fucked Sana into the mattress.The combination of both your scents were heavy in the air and you figured that anyone passing by could probably smell what was going on inside - if they hadn’t already heard them.

The brunette felt like she was being given the best and last fuck of her life, you held onto her hips with a bruising grip as she clutched at the comforter beneath her. Her body was covered in a light sheen of sweat as it flushed with arousal. The feeling of you pounding into her was like lightning running up and down her spine as it drove her closer to the release she so desperately needed, “Oh god, Y/N-ah, it feels so good!”

You redoubled your efforts as you reached a hand around in search of Sana’s clit, she nearly screamed as you pinched the sensitive bundle of nerves between your fingers. Circling the nub before rubbing hard. She felt like she could barely catch her breath as all of the combined sensations coursed through her, “You’re such a slut for my cock, aren’t you Satang. Tell me how much you love my cock.”

“I..I love it!” Sana’s words were clipped as she fought to make full sentences, “Feels so good…I’m your..oh god…your slut!”

Your pride swelled as you landed a hard smack onto Sana’s left ass cheek, the flesh jiggled slightly as if reddened. The addition of pain made the Omega clench down hard on your alpha-hood as you felt your partner’s inner walls ripple around them as she clenched down harder on your cock. You smiled with sadistic glee as you tangled your fingers into brunette locks and pulled slightly so Sana was forced to lift her head from the sheets, “Are you gonna cum for me, baby? Are you going to take my knot like a good little Omega? I can feel your walls squeezing me so hard.”

Sana was biting her lip in fear of screaming as she was a touch away from the orgasm she so desperately wanted, “Yes! Yes! Please!”

You grit your teeth as your knot bumped against the opening of her entrance, parting it more with each thrust. It had already swelled to its full mast so the only way it was going in was with brute force. You continued toying with Sana’s clit to ease the pain as your thrusts grew harder, “Breathe, Sana-yah, almost…there!”

With one last thrust you were able to sink your knot into welcoming walls as the Japanese woman’s inner muscles squeezed down hard. Sana screamed at the fullness as she fell forward, “Y/N!”

Your scent was almost feral as you lunged forward to stake your claim on her neck, “Cum for me, you slut!” That was the straw that broke the camel’s back as Sana wailed, her voice was undeniably beautiful and it was even better as your name was on her tongue.

The feeling of her convulsing inner walls brought you to your release you came with a loud groan, “Oh fuck!”

You shot your release deep inside of the Omega as your hot load filled Sana’s womb. It had been a long time since the brunette had someone inside of her, much less cum in her. But she couldn’t help but muse at how cute you were as you grabbed her around the waist and fell to the side, spooning her in your grasp. Your knot still swollen and keeping you both tied together.

“That was amazing.” Your voice sounded almost wistful as you reached up to tuck the stray pieces of hair behind Sana’s ear.

“Tell me about it, I don’t think I’ve had an orgasm like that in a long time.” The idol mused as she played with your fingers that rested on her abdomen. “Thank you for tonight.”

You grinned as you nuzzled into her hair, “I should be thanking you, everything about this was amazing. You truly do have the body of a goddess, I can’t get over how gorgeous you are.”

Sana laughed shyly as she was showered with compliments settling into your hold as she carefully stroked her slightly swollen belly. This felt good, it felt right. Before she could catch it, Sana let out a yawn and heard a soft chuckled from behind her.

“Get some sleep, Satang, I’ll be here when you wake up.” Your voice also sounded heavy as you pulled her impossibly closer to you.

The Omega reached down to grab one of your hands that was resting on her abdomen as she placed a soft kiss to each of your fingers then to the center of your palm, “Goodnight, my Alpha.”

You smiled as you nuzzled into Sana’s neck, “Goodnight, my love.”

[mothybean]

Airhead

Here's part one to a multi-shot I'm putting together. I hope you enjoy! <3

I groaned as I entered my 3rd period classroom, my feet dragging as if I had a 50 pound ball and chain attached to both of my ankles. Technically, I could classify the room as a jail cell. It had zero windows, poor air circulation, bland beige walls and was located at the far end of the college campus, isolated from the rest of the classes. It sucked. This was everyone’s least favorite class. Plus, it was next to our indoor pool, making the classroom an uncomfortable cesspool of warm bodies with questionable odors with a hint of chlorine. In other words, it reeked like shit and everyone had swamp ass.

Like most days, I was not feeling it. Especially today. I might as well have been casted in the walking dead with how lifeless I felt. And looked. I had dark circles under my eyes. My hair was a mess. The humidity of the class room was frizzing my hair no matter how much product I would apply. My fit today was super bummy. I got up late leaving me no choice but to sport my gray sweatpants with a bleach stain on my ass cheek that kind of looked like Abe Lincoln and my oversized black tee shirt with a slight rip on the seam of my breast pocket. It wasn’t like me to dress like a hobo, but thanks to professor Heimerdinger and his bullshit assignment, I didn’t have time to dress to impress. The worst part of it all? I forgot to shower.

I was up until three last night trying to tackle it, last second I might add. He was infamous for this. He loved to bombard us with challenging topics, especially at the last second. I didn’t understand a single question on any of the four pages he gave us. Four pages. For a single assignment. It was overkill. It was selfish for him to do this to us on a weekday, overly aware that we had other classes to tend to as well. He didn’t care. We’ve tried multiple times to tell him that it was too much for us as we were suffering mentally along with our grades, but he didn’t care. He made it known too. He would just laugh it off, his nasally voice piercing our ears with his go to response for everything, ‘You must always be prepared for the unprepared!’. Eventually, we stopped trying to reason with him. It was hopeless.

He sent the mass email around six last night, the foreboding assignment attached. I wanted to rip my hair out as I read his stupid catchphrase in the body of his email.  Not only was I caught up in my other subjects, but it was already late and I certainly didn’t plan to work Natural Science into my schedule. Upon first glance of the assignment, I thought I was reading Latin. You really needed a dictionary to decipher his vocabulary, on paper and in class. Humperdick was old school. He was ninety something after all. He was too stuck in the past to get with the times. At least he was able to send us emails and not homing pigeons. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely loved science. The only issue here was him. His teaching methods clashed with my learning methods ten fold. I was teetering between a C minus and a solid D. Also very unlike me. I was a straight A student. When it came to facts, I knew I wasn’t the problem. A handful of people in my class were also struggling. It was him. He made me want to gouge my eyes and ear drums out so I didn’t have to see or hear him ever again.

I settled into my seat, pulling my messy hair into a half assed bun before opening my laptop, searching for my poor excuse for a completed assignment.  My eyes scanned my answers, puffing my cheeks up slightly. A lot of my answers were pulled out of my ass. I gave up near the end of it and put down random key words just to get it done. I already knew that there was going to be a big fat F, a condescending email was coming my way for sure. I sighed and closed my laptop halfway so I didn’t have to look my failure in the face. 

“You’re looking lively.” Caitlyn said sarcastically before sitting down next to me. 

I peeked an eye open to give her a scowl before closing them again.

“You’re too kind. I bombed this assignment. Again.” I huffed, jabbing my laptop touchpad a few times with my finger.

Caitlyn pulled my computer towards her, gently pushing the screen up to get a full view and quietly read my answers out loud. As she did, I watched her expressions go from neutral to confused. Exactly how I looked last night when doing the damn thing.

“Oh you…” She gave an empathetic smile before closing my computer halfway, sliding it back to me. “You certainly…um…tried!”

She was such a great best friend. Really knew how to comfort me with her hesitation and forced encouraging words. It really warmed my heart. Not.

“Ugh. I should just drop out. I’m going to fail anyway.” I groaned, sitting up straight in my chair, staring off into the distance. Caitlyn flicked my shoulder and shot me a concerned look.

“You can’t. Your scholarship would go down the drain.” She said sternly, placing her hand on mine. “I think it’s time we talked about tutoring.” I quickly retracted my hand and felt my face morph into a look of disgust. 

“Yeah, no thank you. I’m perfectly capable. I’ll just study harder. I don’t need a tutor.” I scoffed, crossing my arms. If there was anything more I hated than Humpdunk, it was receiving help. It made me feel like I was incapable or incompetent. Mostly sick to my stomach. If I couldn’t do it myself, my clinically diagnosed OCD of perfectionism was going to give me a week long stomach ache with a side of intense nausea. Even with Zofran, it wasn’t enough to counter my psychological tummy ache. I get the gist of why she suggested one, but my pride was definitely the one pushing back on her proposal. Caitlyn looked annoyed at my response. She scoffed, shoving my laptop in my face. 

“These answers clearly show you’re capable, right?” She pulled the laptop back and softly slammed it on the desk. “You need to take this seriously. Remember the whole reason behind why you’re here, Y/N.”

Her British accent always got thicker the more she was annoyed. It was cute. I didn’t want to admit it, but she was right. If I was going to become a nurse, I had to pass this class, all of them, with flying colors. Nursing was very competitive. If I was going to be considered, I had to be a top student. I was acing every other class I had, this was the only problem child I had. I exhaled with defeat and shrugged.

“Okay. Fine. Tutor it is. When can we start?” I whined, sinking into my chair. Big mistake. My ass was so sweaty, it squeaked against the plastic chair, sounding like a small fart. I quickly sat up, my cheeks glowing bright red.

Caitlyn blinked at me a couple times before chuckling, ignoring my unholy sound. 

“Me? No, not me. I mean, I would, I-I just don’t have the time.” She stumbled over her words. 

She was being truthful, sort of. I knew that she was taking a handful of difficult courses herself, but a big chunk of her time was definitely dedicated to her girlfriend Vi. Vi, a pink haired muscley butch girl, recently graduated from the police academy, meaning her and Caitlyn’s schedules were vastly different. Vi worked the night shift while Caitlyn went to school during the day. They would always try to fit each other in when they could. I couldn’t be upset at her for putting her first. I would too if I had a girlfriend. I’ve been single for so long I’m pretty sure bats would fly out of my crotch if I engaged in any sort of intimacy.

“Then who? Where am I going to find a tutor? I don’t know anyone else in class but you.” I grumbled. My social skills weren’t great for me to ask around either. I felt like a sitting duck.

Caitlyn stayed quiet for a moment before her eyes lit up with excitement. “I think I know who!”

[foxnikki]

hi!! can I please have a mha and jjk romantic matchup ? im pansexual so i have no preference for gender !

in terms of personality, im very optimistic and bubbly. i always try to see the good in ppl and situations, even if ive been wronged or if the situation is scary. im very emotional and empathetic too, so whenever i see ppl cry i also cry 😭 im a hopeless romantic, so i fall for ppl very easily and when i love ppl, i love them very deeply. sometimes im a yapper, but other times i go nonverbal. my friends also describe me as rlly kind and sweet, but also sensitive and super oblivious. whenever ppl like me, i never know unless they or my friends outright tell me that they like me (its rlly bad, i recently discovered that 5 ppl liked me at one point but i had no idea 😭). i tend to put others first and im the friend that ppl go to for advice. i tend to see situations from everyone’s perspective, so id say that im pretty understanding. im also very smiley and i laugh at almost everything, and this is my charming point when it comes to making new friends or leaving a first impression. as nice as i can be, i also say or do out of pocket or unexpected things sometimes. when it comes to dating me, i have rlly bad trust issues and i feel like im hard to love, so id need someone who’s patient and understanding.

my hobbies include crocheting, reading, drawing, playing roblox w my friends, listening to music (my fav artists are lana del rey, mitski, laufey, beabadoobee, ichiko aoba, and lamp!), binging shows, and playing an instrument. also idk if u need this, but i dress very girly but I can’t stick to one aesthetic!! i either dress in the himekaji style (think shoujo mc, like hachi or sawako) or dark coquette (idk if that’s the actual name of the style but think horror game protagonist). thank you so much and im so sorry for how long this is😭

a/n: hope you enjoy this!

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Izuku Midoriya !

He's sorry when you cry, but he understands that you're empathetic.

When he has a crush on someone he starts to stutter and turns red, so you should understand. At first he wouldn't admit it and I would just keep it to himself, maybe one day he'll get up the courage and tell you.

He may talk for a long time, especially if it is a topic he likes. But if you go nonverbal then it will do the same, since he doesn't know if you want to talk or hear him. Sometimes people need just a bit of silence.

Likes that you're kind.

Also likes the way you smile and laugh.

He is quite a patient person, he will give you the time you need.

Yuji Itadori !

Yuji tries to be as optimistic as possible and he's quite chatty. Have you seen a new movie that came out in theaters? He will definitely tell you about it. And if you want to talk instead then he will listen to you. Over time he became a good listener.

At the beginning, if he sees you crying he will approach you and ask what happened to trigger that emotion, you need to give him some time to make him understand that it is actually empathy towards others. He finds it a very important aspect in a person.

He likes that you are kind, and your smile makes him smile back.

If you say or do something he doesn't expect he'll be surprised at first, but in the end it doesn't bother him too much. He's discovered something new, it seems.

He understands that you need time to trust him, so he doesn't mind waiting. He understands it.

Never tried crocheting but looks interested, maybe you can teach him?

[cowboyjen68]

Heya Jen,

So I feel like if I were a dude, people wouldn't look down on my clothing choices so much. Maybe it's just because people tend to, quite frankly, give less of a shit about what men wear and how they look in general while, and by contrast, focus a lot on a womans appearance.

I'm not quite butch in my own opinion, but I do tend to wear a lot of men's clothes, and even the women's clothes I wear tend to be quite practical. I like having my own sense of style. I like what I wear, but it doesn't seem to matter to other people, I guess it just seems like I throw on any old clothes to them.

I definitely tend to get this attitude more from women and, more specifically, my aunt. She's told me that I look like I've walked right off of a farm before, and while if anything I took it as a compliment, she certainly didn't mean it that way. In the past, her comments were more harsh, so it's an improvement. At least now it's not outright homophobic, i.e """asking""" me if I want to look like a lesbian or a boy in a rather condescending tone. It's more so a "THAT'S what you're wearing?" Thing. I even get the impression my queer friends just think I don't care about my clothes at all, and while I'm no fashionista, I do like putting together what I consider nice outfits.

Also, admittedly, like most people I do some days, just throw on clean clothes, I just don't see why, regardless of how I dress, it seems more worthy of comment and criticism. I don't see men's outfits commented on or criticized half as much, if at all, and we basically wear the same things.

This is just a very long-winded way of asking if you've gotten this sort of attitude too and how you deal with it? It's not like when I was younger and pushed me to try and wear more feminine clothes, though it still irritates me though I wish it didn't.

Thanks in advance for reading this whole long thing and being an open and out older lesbian who is willing to take time out of her busy day to answer so many questions from young lesbians and queer people alike.

I was never very well tapped into the fashion of the day. In my younger years I would put on what I wanted with no regards to what others might find proper. My mom gave up after on getting me to wear matching dresses and shoes or shirt and shorts outfits. Dad was fine when I came out of my Raggedy Ann themed bedroom in red cowboy boots, jean shorts and an orange shirt (with the bottom cut off) that said "10-4 Good Buddy".

In high school the one think my mom would not let me have was a three quarter length sleeved white shirt with a rainbow. She said I would get it too dirty and my shoulders were too wide for the fit. (she was not wrong in either case). So I tended to go with sweatshirts, t shirts and jeans. I was HORRIBLE at trendy clothing because I mixed and match too many things that just did not go together. I wanted overalls but knew that they were too "manly" for me, a girl. I went to the mall and spent my hard earned money on the closest girl thing, a peach colored pair of overalls for girls that were also kind of pedal pushers. It was NOT a good look.

Whenever I tried to be trendy I would bed it to be more what I wanted but not committing to "boys" clothes and it always went sideways in the worst way.

College saw me stick with t shirt and jeans but it was the 80's and everyone wore just that. Finally, a time in fashion where fashion was the same for everyone. Utilitarian and simple, at least in small midwestern college towns.

My mom would say to my young self. "are you sure that is what you want to wear?" or "Do you want help picking out clothes?" In retrospect she was trying to save me from drawing attention or getting picked on but just eventually figured I would either learn or live with it.

I know exactly what you mean about people assuming that me wearing what I was comfortable in as an adult was me just tossing any old thing on. My first girlfriend helped me by expanding my confidence and wardrobe. Custom made suspenders, men's dress pants and white button down for men instead of women's clothing that sort of mimicked men's style. After we broke up (7 years later) I still struggled a bit but slowly learned that the important thing was I felt good in what I wore and not what others had to say about it.

Men get a pass because I think is it often assumed they just don't have the need or capacity to dress themselves beyond simple and what is on the floor. This is, of course, also an unfair stereotype. Many men lack the confidence to stop out of the easy and simple to try and dress better for public consumption so they get in a routine. AND women are assumed to always want to look good for others so when we don't fit the expectation of our culture we "just don't care".

NOW I rarely dress up because of my jobs. I wear "work clothes" most days because I know within an hour of getting dressed I will be dirty. But I am most confident and comfortable in my work clothes. When I do dress up to go out I finally am like my young self (wear what I want) with a little more awareness of what others see. I shop at estate sales and find vintage western style shirts and unique belt buckles to wear. I feel good, have my own style and i think others see my confidence because I am less concerned about what others think and just happy to be wearing what I love.

People start to see confidence over aesthetics as you become more comfortable in clothes you love.

Hope this help. You are not alone and i think many women (even some men) will understand this feeling you have.

[simplysedusa]

In Defense of Elmer

Le sigh.

I didn't want to make a separate post to this, but my response was too long to reblog it with the original post. This post is a response to the "I Hate Elmer" post made by @puffskeeter , linked here.

This isn't a post made to attack OP,  to cancel them, and/or to call them out. I'm not even asking OP to delete it. This is just me critiquing their post and the problems I have with it.

So I'll start by saying, I completely disagree with a majority of it. Originally, I was not gonna say anything and just go on about my merry way, but this post is just completely unfair and it leaves nasty implications that I feel need to be addressed.

"Yeah i really hate this kid ngl... I despise that his only real personality traits are being autistic coded and eating glue."

1. Does anyone know why kids eat glue? Or more specifically, why Elmer eats glue? FUN FACT: kids usually don't eat glue because they can. He could've been curious, he could be addicted to it, he could see eating glue as a way to rebel or seek attention, he could have other issues like pica. While I don't condone eating glue, there are plenty of reasons why kids could potentially eat glue. Any one of these reasons could be used to build off of Elmer's character. It's a weird talking point, I know, but it's a place to start.

2. What gives off the impression that Elmer is "autistic coded"? What traits have Elmer shown the audience to hint that he could be portrayed as someone with autism? He doesn't seem to struggle with social cues. He has no problem maintaining eye contact. We don't see him struggle to understand emotions. We don't ever see him get over-stimulated over "mundane things". And he doesn't seem to have any special interests. I understand that autism is a spectrum and not a "one size fits all", but the only traits I could maybe see Elmer having to be considered autistic would be his trouble communicating/shyness and his weird eating habits. But the reason he's quiet and shy and hesitant to speak in "Paste Makes Waste" isn't because he's autistic; it's because he's being BULLIED. He's trying not to be perceived by Mitch and the rest of the class, and because he's being bullied, he's struggling with self-esteem. The fact that he eats glue in ONE EPISODE, as I've stated previously, could be for a number of reasons other than autism. There's nothing wrong with headcanoning that Elmer is autistic, but the only reason OP seems to think Elmer is autistic coded is because he's "weird" and "alone". And that's not okay.

3. The episode, "Paste Makes Waste" is around 15-20 minutes long, there's only so much they could do with Elmer to make some random kid "the one-off villain of the day" and have it make sense.

"... But its also just a complete rewrite of his character while keeping his design similar. IDK i just think it would serve a better purpose if ppl used a different character as the "Nerdy friend" instead of Elmer because of how badly "Paste makes Waste" handled his character.

4. You stated earlier that you despised Elmer because he had no personality. But here, you're stating that you don't like when the small handful writers (because let's be honest, not many people tend to include Elmer in their fics to begin with) try to make him more than the paste eater from kindergarten. See how hypocritical that sounds? He was five years old, is anyone the same person they were when they were five? Would it be more realistic if he just sat around eating glue for the entirety of the fic so he'd "stay in character"? Should Mitch continue torturing small animals for the hell of it? Should the Powerpuff Girls only wear their signature colors and similar dresses for the rest of their lives? Is no one allowed to change who they are and grow as a person? There is a discussion to be had about writing characters OOC, but the post said earlier that Elmer had no personality to begin with, so how could he be OOC if he isn't much of a character to begin with?

5. Why police how people write certain characters? Am I saying Elmer was the best written character in the entire franchise? Of course not. But that doesn't mean people can't try to write fresh interpretations of him, or attempt to fix him if someone has the same problems with Elmer's character like this post does.

"... But i hate Elmer's episode because "imaginary Fiend" (the Episode about Mike Believe) has the exact same message with a similar character idea (Autistic coded and socially awkward/ excluded) but actually manages to NOT present mike as dangerous or disgusting like "Paste makes Waste" does with Elmer."

6. To say that "Imaginary Fiend" and "Paste Makes Waste" have the exact same message is such a fallacy. And to compare Mike to Elmer in this manner is so unfair.

For starters, Mike was never bullied. Alienated, sure, but for a very different reason. Mike was the new kid, and he chose to isolate himself from the rest of the class. He was laughed at for "talking to himself" and having an "imaginary friend", yes, but being laughed at and bullied are not the same. There's no evidence to suggest that any of the students dislike Mike for any particular reason. In fact, on multiple occasions, Mike's peers have been portrayed to be open-minded and accepting of new students/people in their classroom  They welcomed the Powerpuff Girls in open arms in the movie, several students invited Princess Morbucks to play with them on multiple occasions in "Stuck Up, Up and Away" despite her snooty rejections, and they (with the exception of the Powerpuff Girls) didn't bat an eye at Mr. Green when he substituted for Ms. Keane in "Substitute Creature". Initially, Mike has no reason to resent his peers or hold any sort of grudge against them, he's just shy. Mike also doesn't have an antagonistic role (or an active role tbh) in his episode like Elmer does in his, so it's evident to see that Mike is potrayed in a much better light than Elmer was.

Once again, the term "autistic coded" is used to describe Elmer and now, Mike. And once again, the only real trait Mike has to suggest he might be autistic would be his trouble with communicating with others. Once again, just because someone has trouble communicating with others does not mean they are autistic. It's not uncommon for any five year old kid to be nervous in a new setting where they don't know anyone. And to suggest he has trouble communicating with others is a stretch in itself, he had no problems talking to Patches, or telling Ms. Keane who Patches was, and how Patches was disrupting the classroom and essentially framed by him.

The lessons learned at the end of Elmer's episode were that bullying is wrong, don't fall into peer pressure, and learn when to apologize. There isn't much of a lesson to Mike's episode.

Mike's episode looks better on paper, as well, but they do not have the same message. "Imaginary Fiends" is about a guy who's too shy to make friends, so he makes his own imaginary friend come to life, who causes trouble for his classmates. Meanwhile, "Paste Makes Waste" is about a boy who's being bullied, who mutates into a glue monster and uses his new found power to retaliate against the bullies and takes his anger out against other innocent bystanders. There is something to be said about Elmer's episode and the parallels you can draw about this episode and the current political climate in regards to school shootings. But to reiterate, Elmer is 5 or 6 years old at best. It's their first year of schooling ever, these kids are just learning how to read, write, and arithmetic. He doesn't know how to properly process his emotions, nor does he have the life experience needed to know how to handle being bullied for what likely is his first time. And Elmer's shown to be remorseful at the end of the fight and toward the end of the episode, to be quite honest, you could just chalk it up to a kindergarten having a temper tantrum.

Speaking of dangerous, no one saw Elmer as such until he attacked the students, which to be honest, is fair enough. He attached the twins to a plane mid-flight, stuck Mitch on the top of the school flagpole, and wrecked havoc all throughout Townsville. Once he calmed down from hearing Buttercup's apology, the threat was eliminated. If we were still supposed to see Elmer as dangerous afterwards, they wouldn't have bothered showing us a scene of a monstrous Elmer helping rebuild the city. Townsville has no qualms with arresting five year olds, if Elmer was as dangerous as you claim, he'd be behind bars.

And while eating glue is gross, it's rather tame compared to the other, more disgusting moments in the show. Buttercup doesn't bathe for days in "Down 'N Dirty", the Rowdyruff Boys were created in a prison toilet and used their Chemical X enhanced flatulence to knock out the girls in their debut episode, there's the nightmare fuel that is "Cootie Gras", Bubbles eats a roach in "Bubble Boy", and the army of roaches in "Insect Inside".

I could keep going, but I won't because this is long enough. In conclusion, this wasn't made to suddenly make anyone like Elmer. It's completely fine if people don't like him or anyone else (assuming it's not discriminatory), just be honest as to why. To claim that Elmer (and to a lesser extent, Mike) is "autistic coded" because he's ostracized and weird (and for you to say that you don't like him because you believe he is that way), is very harmful to people with autism. Had this post just been OP stating their opinions and beliefs as to why they don't like Elmer, I wouldn't have been bothered by it. But to attempt to hide personal, biased thoughts behind the notion that the show forces us to think of Elmer this way is deceitful. And to put Mike on a pedestal, who's objectively seen as a better character morally, just to shit on Elmer is cheap.

[gamesindustrynormal]

It's national coming out day today, back when I was still closeted I spent a good amount of time thinking about what coming out would be like. As I started my transition I started writing down the things I wanted to say – telling my story, in a way – but as I slowly came out to groups of people I realized that telling my story wasn't something I needed to do. The messages I posted at work and on social media ended up being short and factual. The impact it would have on my acquaintances would be minor at best, after all, and I figured the ones that wanted to know more could ask.

This being said, reading the accounts of other trans people has been helpful to me, and I do think every story is unique in some way. So I'm writing it here.

Compared to most of my trans friends, I grew up in a climate that was very egalitarian. The expectations of boys and girls were very similar – we were all expected to learn how to cook and clean, to sew and do woodwork, to have athletic as well as artistic pursuits. I definitely tended to favor activities that had a majority of girls doing them, but boys and girls being friends was not seen as a problem and I never got any pushback. I realized wanting to partake in the "wrong" things that were still gendered made me different, but suppressing those things didn't have a great impact on me. Like, I understood that I wasn't supposed to wear dresses, but honestly most women rarely did that anyway.

Feminism was a big talking point back then, and the dominant idea was that gender differences should be minimized or erased in pursuit of stamping out inequality. And that's the mindset I had grown into when I first heard about transgender people.

It is important to note that the media climate at the time had no sympathy for explicit gender nonconformity. Men pretending to be women was always absurd and played for either comedy or horror, sometimes both. Blanchard had published the autogynephilia drivel, and the common view was that people who wanted to change their sex were crazy, perverts or predators. I mean, some people still believe that but as a teenager I literally had no other impression. When we went over the concept in biology class there was a picture of a man with a beard putting on a wig, my teacher scoffed and proclaimed it to be weird and never touched the subject again. In response to the hostility, the trans community had adopted a narrative of being born in the wrong body, that they were the gender they said they were on a fundamental level and that it would be impossible for them to live as their assigned gender.

It seemed like a way to resolve my feelings and find community so I read everything I could come across from and about trans people. But ultimately it wasn't satisfactory – most of the time, I hadn't been prevented from doing what I wanted, girly or not. I had my friends, my intellectual and creative pursuits, I was doing fine – not despairing under the weight of dysphoria. There were still things I was missing, sure, and I always knew that given the option to be seen and treated like a woman I would have taken it without hesitation. I didn't feel like I could realistically pass though, which meant if I tried I would just be seen as a freak. And there were certainly trans women who didn't pass – if they chose to transition and I was scared to, clearly I did not have the fundamental female essence that the trans women were talking about.

Honestly, perversions and hangups seemed to explain it more easily, like we were supposed to pursue an equal society so struggling with the trappings of manhood was something everyone did, right? thinking about changing your gender felt almost regressive – you were both shirking responsibility and giving it a weight that it shouldn't have.

I talked to a few mental health professionals over the years, they mostly just asked me if I was trans and I said no, which was not super helpful. Finally my current therapist asked me to deconstruct my feelings, stop thinking about it as an all-or-nothing affair and really consider what femininity meant to me, how I could have more of it and how that would feel. Looking at the different parts of transition individually is what finally helped me move forward – I changed my pronouns to they/them, people started saying that and it was a relief I didn't even know I needed. I started accessorizing more, felt better about how I looked and got positive responses for it.

My therapist suggested makeup and I said I was uncomfortable looking at my face in the mirror – they then asked if I had thought about hormone replacement and what it would do for me. Thinking about what the effects would be and how they would individually impact my well-being made it a much easier decision to make than seeing it only as part of a sex change. It took a month or two on hormones before the mood changes kicked in and I started feeling at peace with myself – the rest of it got much easier to figure out after that.

I started transitioning fairly late. I will probably live longer under my current name than my deadname, but it is by no means a given. And for sure part of me wishes I had started earlier. Early enough not to worry about hair loss. Early enough not to have to surgically revert some parts of puberty, and live with other parts. Maybe most important, early enough to work on my identity and flaws at an age where it is more accepted to do so. But at the same time, I can't say I have not taken advantage of some of the privilege afforded me – would I have been as successful an engineer? Would people have placed the same faith in me? Would I have been able to push through impostor syndrome if I wasn't surrounded by peers who looked just like me? I would like to think passion would have carried me, but statistics imply I would have given up. I don't know the person I would have been had I transitioned earlier – she doesn't have my experiences and I don't have hers. For this reason I could never spend too long obsessing over what-ifs.

As a closing note, in script-writing they talk about “the lie the character believes”. I fundamentally had three;

“I can never pass in a way that I am happy with” - having seen what hormones, makeup, fashion and surgery can do this is just not true for most people. The surprising bit is how the mental changes can make it feel unnecessary.

“If I can't pass, there is no point in doing anything” - Pre-transition it's easy to look at clocky trans women and think they have given up, that this is the best some can do and doubt yourself. But it's hard to realize that once you start getting what you want, you get happier and being happy means you maybe don't need as much as you thought you would.

“I can live out my life without transitioning” - This one is tricky, maybe I could have. I don't know that I would have been able to handle the stress of the current games-industry meltdown without being comfortable in my own skin, but there is probably a version of me that survived without. To quote Nimona though, “If I didn't, I'd die. Not die – die, I just sure wouldn't be living”

Happy national coming out day!

[honest-moth-of-silver-grove]

Hello!! I saw you were doing match ups and that's so cool! I was hoping to participate if that's okay! Could I possibly get both male and female matchup? No poly please !

I'm nonbinary but i am physically fem, 5'5, with a bright red mullet that's like sorta grown out? Soft looking. My fashion sense tends to vary depending on my mood. Goth one day, cottagecore the next type of thing. One thing that's always a constant is my spiky earrings, kinda like the Fangs preset from the game! Necklace and my two bracelets. If I ever take them off I feel disgusting and off

Positive personality traits wise, I'm caring and selfless. I tend to be pretty cheerful and optimistic, goofing off. I think I'm smart? The most basic things tend to confuse me but then I'll bust out some complex knowledge lmao. I'm pretty creative too! I create stuff out of basically trash lol. I made a whole shield and sword sheath from recycled cardboard once.

Negative traits wise, I'm overly selfless, tending to put others before me. I'm very forgetful but thats cause of adhd. I can be messy and far too loud. Oblivious to a lot of things. I'm a big scaredy cat too which makes it hard to enjoy some stuff. I also tend to hide my negative emotions

My love language is definitely quality time and gift giving. Heavy on gift giving.

I have all kinds of hobbies but I'm not particularly good at any of them. Like video games, writing, arts and crafts, painting. And active stuff too like skateboarding. But uh. To be completely honest my main hobby is just sleeping forever lmfao

Likes: savory foods, coffee, aesthetic stuff, all kinds of animals, dressing up, reading, anything adrenaline inducing like rollercoasters, rainstorms

Dislikes: i cant eat any kind of fish/seafood I will gag, spiders, snakes, being vulnerable, people being mean (I seriously don't understand how people can be mean), the dark especially if I'm alone

Thank you so much! I hope that wasn't too much- or that I missed any requirements lol. Have a great week!!

A/N: Okay, for you @lord-westley … I’m thinking for romantic matchups your best bets would be… Gale (Male) and Karlach (Female)! 

Gale is a great match for you, as he’s quite similar personality wise. He’s kind and selfless; smart but also somehow clueless? He’s got a good spirit, and an old soul. He wants someone he can share his life with, and thinks you’re just the person to do that with. 

He thinks you look fierce, for real, he’s almost intimidated by how good you look, especially your hair. It’s bright and bold and something he’d never have the courage to try. It suits you, and it makes him feel all the more special for being with you. 

His style is fairly consistent, and he’s not the most fashion savvy, but he does appreciate a good look when he sees one. Be prepared for a bunch of horrible puns, and awkward attempts at flirtatious compliments. He wants to tell you how much he loves your look, it’s just that it comes off wrong more often than not. Please don’t be mistaken- he really does think you look great. It’s just that loving words aren't his strong suit. 

He loves how caring and selfless you are. He quite admires your capacity for compassion. He likes to think of himself as selfless, but he’s also aware that’s not the truth. But for you, it is. And he’s so honored someone as pure and kind hearted as you would choose him as your partner. 

He’s also very grateful you’re smart. At least, that you’re smart enough to sort of get some of what he says about magic. He has a tendency to infodump, and he really likes it when you make comments or ask questions that let him know you’re listening. And your creativity, good heavens! He’s so impressed. He thought as a wizard, he’d be able to think outside of the box, but his imagination is no match for yours. Thanks to your builds and use of garbage, he’s starting to rethink the way he goes about spell casting and brewing potions. Your perspectives are actually helping make him a better wizard. 

He does worry that you’re too selfless, though. He’s been used by powerful beings before, and he’d hate to see you get hurt similarly. If he thinks someone is taking advantage of your kindness, he won’t hesitate to bring it up to you. He just wants you to know your time and effort has value, and it should never be taken for granted. 

He’s understanding when it comes to your fear. He thinks it's rather healthy to be afraid, especially of death. It shows you have a lust and respect for life. He’s glad you understand the enormity of what it means to live, because he wants you to protect your life so that the two of you can grow old and gray together. 

He will give you gifts! A lot of them are favors done via spells, but a good amount of them are physical presents. (Many of which may have previously been magic items that have since had their magic drained, but hey! It’s the thought that counts, right?!)

He loves savory foods! He can’t wait to show you his extensive wine cellar and kitchen in his tower in Waterdeep, and feed you his especially _ sauce. It’s full of flavor, it’ll knock your socks right off! 

He may not be a huge fan of adrenaline inducing activities: he much prefers the safe mental exercise of a good book. But he will join you on occasion, so long as you promise him it’s mostly safe. (He may or may not ask Shadowheart to cast Guidance on the two of you before you leave, but then again, he’s just covering his bases!)

Thanks to his arcane knowledge, you’ll never be in the dark. He can conjure light to ensure you’re not afraid. And he vows to always be by your side, so long as you’ll have him, protecting you, just as you protect him. 

Karlach is also a great match for you! She’s a very upbeat person, and she loves your loud and creative energy, it makes her feel like you can keep up with her and match her own outgoing personality. 

She loves your style, especially the bright red hair. That is her color after all. And she’s obsessed with all the new looks you combine and create. Everyday she’s basically shouting at the other members of your party, ‘Come look at how hot/cute my partner looks!’. It’s a bit over the top and embarrassing at first, but she means it in the best, most sincere way. If you ask her to stop, she’ll stop. But otherwise, be prepared for compliments, like ALL of the time. 

She loves goofing off with you, pulling pranks and just having a little fun in between missions. She’s a firm believer in taking breaks- it keeps you sane. She’s fairly intelligent too, I mean, she’s not a scholar or anything, but she’s got a good head on her shoulders and so do you. 

She thinks it’s incredible how you can make something totally new out of garbage, or old unwanted scraps. It’s both your resourcefulness and creativity she finds impressive. 

She has no problems with your being messy or loud, even if other people might. If they have an issue with it, she’ll join in, and make it a point to be messier and louder than you. And if anyone still has a problem, she’ll take care of it for you. She’s a big strong woman, and she understands how scary confirmation can be. She does her best to make the world around you a little less frightening. 

Kalrach strikes me as someone who would enjoy doing almost any hobby outside of being forced to fight. I mean, she also really loves a good battle, but she’s down for basically whatever. She’s so ready to try everything- to make up for all the time she missed down in Avernus. She’ll do anything or go anywhere with you. She’s especially excited for any adrenaline inducing activities. As a Barbarian, she is 100% there. No questions asked. Also the idea of skateboarding blows her mind. (Pretty sure that doesn’t exactly translate to DND, but if there was anyway in Faerun willing to ride a board with little wheels up and down steep hills or ramps, she’d be your girl.) 

Even though she’s adventurous, she’s also cool with just chilling- taking some time to enjoy your company. She thinks you’re adorable when you sleep, and can’t help but want to take naps with you, so long as her engine is fixed enough, and you don’t mind being warm. 

She’s fine with you not eating seafood, it’s not that big of a deal to her. You like what you like, right? And she gets that spiders can be pretty creepy- especially the ones in the Underdark. She promises to never make you visit there, and should any of those creatures try and get you topside, don’t worry, she won't let them lay a hand on you. 

Despite being a fierce fighter, she’s got a heart of gold. She hates bullies, and people who abuse others. She knows what it’s like to be on the receiving end of that, and it feels awful. She’d never want you to feel that way. So gods help anyone in Baldur’s Gate who tries and bullies you for whatever reason. They’ve just got themselves a _ tiefling to answer to. 

Karalch thinks you’re wonderful, and so sweet. You’re precious to her and she promises to protect you. You make her so happy. She’s so glad she’s met you. 

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[velvetporcelain]

It’s always “woooow,that’s crazy” not, “wow I’m impressed how many rabbit holes you are able to fearlessly jump down 🐇 🕳️

Void. Void. Void. Void. How are you?

If you have nothing to say, I have plenty. I don’t take kindly to the mute. It makes me anxious. I am made for processing. I’m working on the finer details of life, that require nurture and deliberation. Emotions are like delicate flowers. Ones that need an ice cube set on their soil so it can water it slowly. Distributing nutrients and establishing growth.

It is easy to do the big things. It is easy to pour a glass of water onto a dying plant and hope that it will thrive in sunlight.

The day is cold and melting into me like ice. Me being the one who gives it the warmth it needs to settle within me properly. I don’t feel hung up on old emotions today. I know love exists because I exist. I feel present and happy.

These are the days of good, solid growth. The stillness presents grand opportunity and I stay eager and willing to embrace it all. Jumping on ideas yet to be realized. I don’t like feeling stuck in thought, or thoughtless, so I’m always thinking privately. When I smoke cannabis flower it allows those thoughts to spill right from me, and I love that.

I love the way I articulate. I love the way it gives me a challenge. Sometimes it does tend to complicate my relationships because others can be overwhelmed by this process. They may not have the thoughts to articulate because they have never thought in this way.

Today it did not take any effort to get dressed. Which made me happy. I felt beautiful in my long flannel coat. To be honest I have this tendency to think that I always stick out. I don’t know if that is narcissistic or not but, hey.

I feel that my aura has a very vintage hue to it. Immediately making people comfortable with this new aged nostalgic feeling. Drugs are so 1980s. People are getting high off nostalgia now. I believe this one hundred percent. The drugs are just artificial euphoria. Like that Meta world zuck man is trying to create. —> what a left turn that was. 😆✨

But seriously I felt the most me today. I am thinking productivity and powerfully. My mind is not my vice today. I felt beautiful in a natural sense, not in a Hollywood sense. If that makes sense?

How dare Hollywood set the standard for sexualization. Women have this ungodly, unfair disadvantage. We are so sexualized that if we choose to wear the wrong outfit without first considering what this would do to a “man” we are labeled in need of attention. WHAT THE FUCK? lol

This is fucking unacceptable. I refuse to take responsibility of the feelings of a man!!!!! No longer would I ever consider how the clothes I choose to wear make people feel? Maybe I just ignite their fucking insecurities and they could bear to be as free as I am.

I’m not some fuck doll in the flesh. I am creative, intelligent, independent, talented, ambitious, expressive. I am a divine body of god here to birth your fucking bloodline. Asshole. Excuse my feminine rage. 👀😉 excuse my ego.

Fuck all standards because I set the standards. I am the standard. But my standards look very much like the galaxy. Vast and endless. Ever changing. Limitless. Topless. I will not apologize for that. Ever. I have accepted it but, by all means, you certainly do not have to. I get it. And I pray for you.

People barricade themselves from rejection. I am learning to become strong enough to embrace the rejection of other humans. We tend to hide behind what’s trending. Confining ourselves into a small box. Unable to move or stretch our bodies or minds.

Open. The. Lid.

-x

[mimikusu]

AHH! I love this list and could happily (and greedily!) ask the lot of them, but I'll try to keep things under control at least a little. 2, 6 and 11 for both Simon and Niko, and 16 for yourself, please, would be fab, all that? 💕💕

Thank you!! It's my pleasure!! Sorry in advance for rambling, because this is for sure what I'm about to do now... 🥲

2) What do they look like when they don't feel well? Do they dress up to cover up? Do they tend to look sick when they are?

Simon: He's so obsessed with how he's perceived. You bet you will not notice even the slightest difference. Maybe, in case he's looking suspiciously well dressed, acting more irritable than usual, you might be able to tell. Since he's prone to chronically overwork himself, a tired face is nothing unusual. Only few people are actually able to tell when he's sick. Rather by his actions than by his look though.

Nikolai: This is no suprise, but he's an open book. Him dressing in more than just one layer, usually involving turtle necks, scarf and sometimes even joggpants is a telltale sign. As is his nose, which he keeps rubbing force- and unapologetically.

6) Are they shy? Are they outgoing? Do they make friends easily?

Simon: Although 'shy' gives a somewhat wrong impression, he's certainly very introvert. People do not respond that well to him and he decided not to care. He would never open himself up to anyone he does not know, which keeps conversations very flat and boring. For that reason, he's not the type of person to make friends easily. Rather the opposite. Giving away the impression that he does neither care nor want to interact with people, other than on a professional level, he's not the center of the party, so to speak.

Nikolai: You might have guessed, is the initiative type of guy. He's always looking for reassurance from people and therefore seeking for their attention. He can come off as shallow sometimes. Still, people enjoy having him around for easy chat. Niko's the kind of person that really florishes in crowds and he'll always find people to hang out with. It's difficult for him to make lasting bonds, though.

11) Do they have a favorite place to be? Is it rather in the city or in nature? Does that change when they are unwell?

Simon: He would say that he doesn't - that any place is as good as the other. But that's in fact not true. There's no certain place he likes to return to, but he very much enjoys being in the countryside, since it stirs a certain kind of longing for easy- and calmness that he's unable to find in the city. Especially since his daily life and work can be overwhelming at times. Much more so, when he's sick. People annoy him and the fact that he has to cover up and pretend he's okay is draining. When he's not well, he really longs for his appartment, though: a place where he know every spot on the wall and where he doesn't have to expect any surprises other than his neighboor being noisy.

Nikolai: He's very easy to please and it's rather whom he's with than where. However, he really enjoys being in the Bar where he plays the Piano. It's being out in public and able to do something he really loves. He would even go to play when he's under the weather, only to avoid being alone. When he's really sick, though, he very much longs for his parents' home. He misses his mother's hearty soup and being pampered. Also, there's a certain smell and look to the place, the noise of a clock in the living room and his father turning a page of the book he's reading from time to time, that's really makes him feel safe and comforted.

16) Do you have a comfort OC? And if so why? What do you like best about them? Do you relate to them in ways?

Since I don't have too many OCs (Those two basically, the three 19th century students aside, I almost forgot myself), I can positively say that both of them are my comfort OCs. They both have qualities I really like. And especially because they both represent parts of myself that I can not get to terms with, so to speak. I feel much closer to Simon's awfull mediocreness and the horrible urge to be something more than just 'normal'. Still, I really relate to Niko's inability to focus on things longer than a few moments. The urge to shift talk with every word spoken - further away from the question asked (see? I'm doing it again...)

What I love about Simon is the stoic grumpiness with which he decided not to care for how he comes off to people socially. Not that he doesn't care what people think, just not if they like him or not. And I really do love Nikolai for being so careless and his ability to be easily fascinated by the smallest and most stupid little things.

Thank you so much for asking! I really love them both and it always makes me happy if they're loved by other's as well!

[bettermiya]

hi hi ! May I have a haikyuu guy matchup if they're still open? On the fluffier side pls (maybe a hint of hurt or angst somehow?)

I’m an introvert and have to go a few days without talking to people after prolonged socialising but I'm friendly and have no problem talking to strangers. My hobbies include gym, playing volleyball, and sleeping. I’m either active or in bed there is no in between lol. In terms of vibe, my friends tell me I have a princessy/bit of an airhead vibe since I dress girly and am a bit slow with jokes (I do study law though).

I'm ambitious (not to be the best but to be respected) and a perfectionist but laid-back a majority of the time. I'm usually ambivalent about most things and dont have a strong opinion about anything but when I fixate on something (like volleyball), I have to be GOOD at it and I can get obsessive doing that. I always look at the bright side of things and I love love supporting people in their passions. I don't like conflict but I don't have a problem facing it head on and prefer to talk it out rather than be passive aggressive about it.

I need someone protective and dominant though it doesn't have to be in-your-face dominant. I also need someone I admire. My love language giving is physical affection (since I hate it normally) and receiving is quality time (things like going grocery shopping together).

I haven't done an hq matchup in foreevver so hopefully this is open! Thanks !!

Iwaizumi Hajime has trained for this day.

Iwa understands from first hand experience how easy it can be to grow obsessive over something you are passionate about. That is what draws him to you, your passion and the way you support and celebrate others’ passions as well. He finds you practicing, having stumbled into the wrong gym or perhaps it was the right gym on the wrong day (although it seems to him that it was the right gym and the right day and the right time because that is how he found you.) It was an easy mistake to make; he was tired from chasing his captain around and simply followed the sounds of volleyball until he wandered into where you were practicing. Your skill and drive impress him, and he finds himself following your movements about the court with his eyes, studying your form and strengths.

“You’re really quite skilled.” He speaks in a low, but deeply sincere tone. He hovers there in awkward silence before thrusting out a hand to you in an effort to introduce himself properly. “Iwaizumi Hajime.” He is much better at communicating with his team. His only vague experience with romance is chasing off Oikawa’s fanbase when they rile Oikawa up too much. He isn’t quite sure how this sort of thing works, but he would rather look a bit foolish than dare to ask anyone on the team. (If Oikawa found out he likes someone and that he doesn’t know how to talk about such things, Iwaizumi would never hear the end of it.) “Make sure that you are taking time to rest and recharge. I know that you care about other people, but it’s important to always take a bit of time for yourself, too. Don’t overwork yourself.”

Even in the times when you are not together on the court, Iwaizumi is happy to engage with your other interests. Between studies and work and the rest of life’s challenges, he has a hard time making himself rest, though he harps on everyone else that they need breaks and sleep to survive and thrive. But, if you are sleeping, he will find it easier to rest himself. He tends to sprawl a bit when he sleeps, so you might wake up with an arm or leg draped over you. He also snores. (He is a bit embarrassed about it. Oikawa once said he sounded like a wild boar and it kind of hurt his feelings a little?)

Errands are much more fun together, and Iwaizumi likes to take you everywhere. How else is he going to learn all of your favorite things? He wants to make sure you always have your favorite snacks and foods handy. He isn’t very subtle, unfortunately, so don’t be surprised if he questions you specifically about what things you like and dislike. He will remember things from conversations, even if it is just a throwaway comment about how you once wanted to try a specific type of ice cream from an ice cream truck as a kid. Don’t be surprised if he brings it to you one day. (He searched all over for it so that you would get to live out your childhood dream.) Or that special plush you used to sleep with that got left behind on a family vacation. (He found it online. It’s not the actual one you lost, but it can be something to keep those memories alive.) He is very protective of you. Woe to anyone who stands in your way or hurts you. He will destroy them. (Oikawa is the most devious person on the planet. He is good at using subtle tactics to socially and psychologically destroy a person, and Iwaizumi is not afraid to use his best friend’s skills to his and your advantage. Though depending on the situation, he might just take things into his own hands- literally.)

[sucker-for-shifters]

Thanks for tagging me, because OH MY GOD, I LOVE ALL OF THIS! (And if you don’t mind, I’d like to add onto/remark about your suggestions.)

I LOVE the idea that maybe shrinking would occur over a few minutes/in short bursts. Give us that tension! Maybe the character freaks out at first, thinking “What’s happening to me?! What do I do?!”, then rushes to do something before they shrink. What’re they doing? I don’t know. Maybe they’re doing what you suggested, like trying to climb up stairs, or trying to reach a place to hide, or carrying something when they realize it’s not shrinking with them. Or maybe they’re trying to get out of a dangerous situation, like if they’re around animals, or maybe they’re in a situation where they’re fine normally but in a boatload of trouble if they’re 4 inches tall. They’re rushing to get to a safe place before they’re unable to.

Also, varying the shrinking process? BEAUTIFUL. AMAZING. MAGNIFICENT. Hyperbole aside, I think it’s great to mix things up like that. Shrinks when they sneeze? Better hope they’re not outside where the pollen is. Shrinks when they hiccup? You better BELIEVE that this person has studied all the ways on how to stop hiccups fast. Shrinks when they say the wrong thing? Better find ways to circumvent saying that exact thing in conversation. Maybe varying time also applies. Maybe they had a few minute to prepare themselves, but now, it happens a lot faster. Or maybe vice versa happens, where they used to have to rush, but now, it’s occurring a lot slower. (I agree that a few minutes is the sweet spot, as you don’t get as much tension with a one-and-done or with something that takes too long to keep the dramatic tension. Though there ARE stories that play with longer-term shrinking very well.)

I love the idea of adding the scenario of shrinking out of their clothes, and I tend to toy with the idea a bit as well. (Like you, I also don’t like nudity, but I like playing with the idea as an obstacle/part of the plot device.) Incorporate how it feels in the shrinking experience. Maybe they’re running to get somewhere, but they’re tripping over their own feet because they’re tripping over their clodhopper shoes and slipping on their pants because they’re too long. If they know it’s coming and is used to it, maybe they prepare a different outfit off to the side to change into, like a little towel. Or, in more entertaining circumstances, they don’t expect it, and amidst being buried under their clothes, they just shout “I dressed to impress today too!” or something similar. (If they grew, they’d probably shout “Dang it! That was my best outfit too!”. XD)

Thanks for throwing ideas for the forced shrinking thing! It’s TOTALLY a superhero/supervillain thing, but it’s also entertaining in other sorts of context. Maybe they screwed up a spell and find themselves suddenly shrinking. Maybe they’re cursed to shrink at night and the sun’s going down. Or maybe, someone with not-so-good intentions slips something into their drink, forcing them to shrink. Or maybe they do it THEMSELVES and willingly shrink. Depending on the situation, you could have all sorts of reactions and scenarios to build off of.

But also, what about throwing other people into the mix? Maybe it’s a villain that wants to shrink and capture the hero so they don’t interfere with their plans to take over the world? Maybe it’s a person who’s jealous of them and shrinks them to get them out of the way. How about a stalker who forcibly shrinks them and keeps them like a doll? Or maybe the person is a trusted friend that they run to mid-shrinking episode for help. Sure, a one-man show can be very entertaining, but adding other people could add all SORTS of layers to the chaos of forced shrinking.

As for the bonus prompt…

Yes. Absolutely. Even though I’m a (you know it’s coming) sucker for shifters, I love the idea of giving tinies unrelated powers either coinciding with or completely separate from sizeshifting. Maybe they have super strength, and nobody expects it until they see them lift up a car like it’s nothing. Maybe they’re a telekinetic tiny, and they use it to move around/retrieve things. Or maybe it’s a less powerful power, like invisibility for a short time, or limited elemental control. Or maybe go hog-wild and let them control weather to a godly degree. Mess with your audience.

I think that’s about all I have to add here. Seriously, shrinking is WAY too underutilized and underrated.

G/T WAC Prompt 2:

Scenarios I Want To See More Often

**Cracks knuckles**

Oh baby get ready cause I’m about to freaking rant.

Shrinking: it is my favorite trope of all time. NO ONE UTILIZES IN ANY FUN WAY. Ok I’m sure there are but I hardly see it. Normally a shrinking scene in a fic or show or movie just happens then we move on. Worst off it happens off screen or while the character is passed out or something. Like yeah it’s good for tension but 0 fun points.

But enough complaining time for me to pitch ideas. First of all my favorite kind of shrinking usually happens in universe over the course of a couple minutes, maybe a few hours max if it’s written right. Why? Let me tell you why. Desensitization. If the scene goes on too long the audience and or the character is no longer freaking out over the actual shrinking happen. That being said if it happens over a few second then audience certainly doesn’t have enough time to invest in it. I think a few minutes in universe is the sweet spot.

What is the character doing as they’re shrinking? A lot of the time, especially in visual mediums, they just stand there and let it happen. Maybe they’re freaking out in their heads but that’s the most we ever get. No! GIVE THEM SOMETHING TO DO AS THEIR SHRINKING! What if they decide they need to climb up stairs as they’re shrinking? Will they make it? How much does it take to reach each step the smaller they get? What if shrinking is the solution to a problem? The character shrinks down maybe to hide from someone or something, are they prepping their hiding spot, trying to reach their hiding spot? Maybe they’re holding something that isn’t shrinking with them. Usually see this trope in Alice in Wonderland adaptations with the bottle she drinks staying the same size as she shrinks. Does the character notice it getting heavy? Do they put it down while they still can or drop it and see the aftermath of drooping said item as their shrinking?

What’s the shrink process like? Personally when I write shrinking I love to write it as sudden burst of shrinking rather than a straight forward one. I think it makes the scenario much more fun and chaotic. The character won’t know when they shrink each time, it just suddenly happens. Maybe they shrink an inconsistent size each time, the first time an inch the second time half a foot the third 4 inches, have fun with it. I also love when the shrinking can somehow be controlled. For example I love the idea of someone shrinking whenever they sneeze or hiccup. Like they’re gonna shrink no matter what but maybe if they can hold back that sneeze or hiccup it’ll give them just a little bit more time. Time for what? Something, anything! Open a door, Climb a table, call for help, anything! Also love when this specific trope has the character sneezing/hiccuping in rapid succession and instead of it combining into one burst it individual shrinks them each time. Side note: just have fun reasons/conditions that’ll cause a person to shrink. Every time person A sneezes they shrink or if they say the wrong thing they shrink, or their height is tied to something like a cursed candle that will shrink them when it’s lit. I want more creative scenarios for shrinking.

Another thing, I really like the trope of shrinking out of clothes, I just think it adds more chaos to the whole deal. I don’t like nudity though? It’s weird. Anyways, I like when people can creatively come up with ideas around that. I have a comic I drew in October where the person shrinking has a towel set to the side so when they shrink out of their clothes they have something to immediately change into. Obviously this doesn’t fit every scenario, if the person shrinking didn’t plan for it how will this problem be resolved. I’ve seen scenarios that have characters wear clothes under their normal ones specifically designed to shrink with them to give you the fun of shrinking out of clothes with none of the nudity. I appreciate ideas like that.

My friend @sucker-for-shifters suggested forced shrinking which is one of my favorites. Forced shrinking/not knowing why your shrinking is another one of my top their shrinking tropes! Let’s throw ideas shall we? I like when persona A is actively being shrunk by person b against their will and person A is putting up as much of a fight as they can. Maybe not physically but person A can be trying to keep a level head and not give the satisfaction of seeing them panic. Maybe A is readying the space for their inevitable fate or doing everything in their power to keep person B from capturing them when they get too small. Like it’s a super villain scenario and I think it’s so cool. Also like is someone shrinks cause they were tricked into doing something that triggers it. Drinking a weird potion, wearing an experimental piece of technology, reciting a spell. There’s a lot of ways to do it. Love the sub trope of the size shifter that is normal height then suddenly shrinks under certain circumstances and has to wait it out til they turn back to normal. No control over when or how it happens but can at least prepare for it.

I think I’ve said everything I wanted to on the shrinking trope. Share your shrinking stories or ideas, I’d love to see them.

BONUS PROMPT:

Give me more tinies in G/t scenarios with super powers that aren’t size shifters. No hate to size shifters at all, love them to death. Just think it’s more fun for a tiny to have a random power that gives them an edge over their giant. Love Ant Man, but give me a tiny with super strength or that knows magic or that can duplicate themselves.

[gravity-barbie]

The Hargreeves having a crush on you HCs

Request

A/N: So I did end up including Five in this but if I get another half-romantic request for him I probably won’t do it

Sparrow version

Masterlist

Luther Hargreeves

-Luther has no intention of pursuing you as he believes you deserve better than a (in his opinion) emotionally-stunted monkey man

-But he's also completely wrapped around your finger, he just melts when you're around and does whatever he can to keep you happy

-Even when you're not around you're often consuming his thoughts, he'll have you at least at the back of his mind regardless of what he's doing

-You can fluster him extremely easily, compliments or unexpected touches leave him stumbling over his words or around the room

-You're one of the few people that can see his vulnerability and coax him out of his shell

Diego Hargreeves

-Diego might seem cocky, like if he wanted something he'd go for it but he actually struggles to ask you out out of fear of you rejecting him

-He tries to impress you though his attempts have a bad habit of going wrong and embarrassing him

-He really pays attention to you and looks out for your needs, like if you seem down one day he's giving you a pep talk

-He's quite protective from offering to accompany you if you need to go out at night or go to a shifty area to him getting in arguments with people who have a problem with you

-Its pretty obvious he's sweet on you but if anyone brings it up he'll deny it and act all macho

Allison Hargreeves

-Allison handles her crush with charm and casual confidence

-Odds are you'll be wooed very quickly by the sweet attention she shows you, tossing you compliments, meaningful smiles and doing nice little things to brighten your day

-She invites you out a lot, she doesn't call them dates but that's kind of what they are

-She's often dressed and styled to the nines around you which isn't significantly different than usual but she still hopes you'll notice

-She does tend to prefer to be pursued than the pursuer so for all the hints she drops she leaves you to make the first real move

Klaus Hargreeves

-It's actually kind of unusual for him, sure he's been attracted to plenty of people but rarely does it develop into a full-fledged crush like it does with you, it kind of sneaks up on him

-He considers approaching you like anyone else -forward and flirty- but actually gives it a second thought, not wanting to throw away his chance or ruin your already existing relationship

-He shows surprising restraint, dropping hints and trying to gage your feelings while really he's desperate to just come out and confess

-He's sweeter than you're used to, offering to help you with various things and getting your opinion more often

-You are on the receiving end of more flirting from him than before but its not exactly out of character so you'd be forgiven for not noticing

Five Hargreeves

-Well obviously you can’t reciprocate, though ironically it’s Five who thinks he’s a bit too old for you

-Even if your age situations lined up better he wouldn’t pursue you, always too preoccupied with some world-ending matter

-So for the most part he actually just avoids you where he can

-His protectiveness over you is one of the only signs, always rushing to your defense during battles and threatening enemies when your name slips out of their mouths

-Of course his siblings catch on and have a laugh about their ice cold brother having a crush

Ben Hargreeves

-It’s pining turned up to 11 since he literally can’t act on his crush

-He talks Klaus’ ear off about you, partially because he wants him to understand the depth of his feelings and partially because he has no one else to talk about you to

-Klaus is a bit of a jerk about it though, teasing him in a brotherly, very Klaus-like way

-He’s incredibly observant over you, often just sitting back and admiring you

-Mentally, he’s been over dozens of ways to approach you and conversations you could have but he knows, unfortunately, it’s just fantasy

Viktor Hargreeves

-He’s friends with you for a while before he falls for you and he pines for even longer after that

- You probably have no idea he likes you because -as with most things- he’s not especially expressive about it, it’s more of a quiet longing

-He spends as much time around you as possible but gets self-conscious that he’s bothering you

-You compliment him often and even though he has a hard time believing them they still give him butterflies

-You’re the only person that can make him feel special, unfortunately that’s because he thinks having you as a friend is the most special thing about him

[zoeykallus]

Salutations! I figured since you requested me(it's halfway done aaaa), I'd uno reverse card you and do the same. How about some cute headcanons for each of the TBB boys going on a cute first date with Fem!Reader? I'm weak for the clones having a tiny bit of normal time. If you've done something similar I'm sorry lmao please link it <3

Aloha! Sounds fair to me :)) Can't wait!

The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader - First Date HC's

Warnings: Partly Suggestive

Hunter

He thought he was cool about it or at least that he could act like he was. Hunter is nervous, he sweats and he desperately tries to hide it. You are so cute and pretty in your dress, he is blown away.

It takes him a little while but he'll soon see, there is no need to be super nervous. You are such a wonderful and sweet person, he will calm down and open up to you after an hour or two.

Hunter is clever and fun, he can make you laugh and he has such interesting stories to tell. But more importantly, he listens to you, he is interested in what you have to tell and he asks questions, shows real interest.

From the very first date, Hunter will feel like an absolute godsend.

He won't impose or force anything, but he will not be averse if you suggest a private place and signal him that you want to make out. He respects you, he won't try anything on the first date but if you do, he won't object. After all, he is a man and he thinks you are hot as hell.

Echo

He seems so smooth at first glance. Echo is clever and sweet and caring. But he is nervous and when he is, he tends to be clumsy. He'll trip once or twice, almost falling. He'll almost spill his glass of wine at the dinner table in the restaurant and he steps on your feet at least once.

Be nice to him. He's embarrassed and already uncomfortable about it. Make a few jokes to lighten the mood. Give him a nice and sincere compliment. Let him take a breath and just be nice and he will get over that awkward nervousness.

As soon as he feels more comfortable, you really see and hear how clever and sweet he is. He is such a gentleman and actually really good with words. He will not make the moves on you, he is not the type to do this on a frist date and he might be a little to nervous to give in to any suggestions about that matter coming from you, at least on the very first date. But he'll give you a good night kiss and Echo is an amazing kisser, you'll melt under his touch.

Wrecker

He is sweet and honest. He'll even tell you that he is a bit nervous, which is actually pretty clever, 'cause your sweet reaction to his honesty is taking away any fear and nervousness.

This is going to be a fun evening. You are most likely not dining in a restaurant, you are at the movies or stroll over a Funfair, it's probably the latter. Wrecker loves funfairs.

You two are having fun at that thing with the hammer, where people are supposed to show their strength. Wrecker brakes it.

As I said, Wrecker is very open and honest, also at the end of your date.

"I really like you, a lot. I know you like me too. Now, I want you to know that I respect you either way and I don't want to impose or be pushy, but I'd love to make out a little and cuddle or something. It's okay if you say no though, I don't want you to feel forced or uncomfortable. Even if you say no, I'd still go on a another date with you"

He means what he says. Wrecker is the kind of guy who carries his heart on his tongue.

Tech

It's very likely that you asked him out. He wanted to approach you, but kept changing his mind, not daring to, until at some point it became obvious and you approached him.

Tech is neatly dressed, he is very gentle, sweet... but also nervous and kind of a mess. He is so scared to leave a wrong impression, to do something wrong that he is constantly tense and it shows in his posture and the way he talks.

Tell him that you know that he is nervous, that you are nervous too. Smile at him, let him know that you really like the way he dressed for you today. Show him that you realize the effort he put into this and get him to talk. As soon as he really talks, he calms down and can relax.

At the end of the date he asks pretty frank, "On what number of dates is it appropriate to suggest sexual contact?"

He obviously likes you...

You answer, "Usually not at the first one but... I wouldn't be averse to be honest"

He'll blush and stare at you but say, "I wouldn't be averse either"

Tech even got a condom with him, Crosshair gave it to him, just in case.

Crosshair

This tease knows how to play it cool. Yes he is nervous but he is a master at hiding it. He feels so drawn to you that it scares him. He want's to leave a good impression, he want's you to like him. But he also want's to be cool.

He is not much of a talker, more a listener and a bit of a showoff. Crosshair will take any and every chance to show off his skills. And yes we can admit it, he is damn skilled.

Be cool about it, show him that you are imrpessed but don't give him too much, if you do he might get a little cocky.

He'll actually be pretty generous, he pays for everything and he shows some sense of culture by taking you for a walk in a nice place with beautiful, ancient architecture, something special, wonderfully lit at night, romantic, culturally valuable and interesting. He will invite you to eat somewhere in the old town and sit with you at a fountain.

He has already rented a hotel room for the two of you, so he will definitely try to get into your pants. He can be very persuasive and even though he doesn't like to talk much, he actually is really good with words if he want's to and has a charm that is hard to resist. It's up to you if you want to go for it. He will not give up even if you say no, he will ask you for more dates if he really likes you.

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[orchidrene]

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♡˖꒰ᵕ༚ᵕ⑅꒱ You seem to be either a social/loud introvert/ an ambivert/ an extrovert who comes off a bit introverted. I'm getting that people at first sight often think of you to be a more intimidating person, however I see that their impression of you completely changes when they see you interact with people close to you but sometimes when they try to come and talk to you, maybe it's because you're shy, you at first might not look at them while talking to them. Depending on who the other person is, they either try to understand that you're a bit shy or go around talking shit about how conceited you are. Some people might be disappointed because you don't seem to give them the same energy you give to people close to you. I think you don't even seem to be doing it purposely though, you might just come off a bit distracted and detached. Your positive quality would be your ability to detach from negative situations, you take a lot of shit, try to talk to the other party in an attempt to solve things but when you're done, you're done. It takes so much for you to cut others off since you seem to be pretty attached but when you do, there's no going back. (Ngl you do think about going back though.) I'm also getting that you might wear black, white or pink a lot but like the neutral tone like baby pink, etc. You're really loved by a certain group of people though and people who hate you secretly really admire you.

Pile 2

I'm getting someone who doesn't like coming out of their comfort zone here. You have a good way to go 💀 you come off super ambitious to some people and super unambitious to some others. You have such a duality, people don't know what to expect from you honestly, you take life really seriously but at the same time appear to be very easy going. I feel like you tend to be extremely worried and have deep talks about stuff with someone close to you but at the same time act like it doesn't really matter when something goes wrong. I think this is my procrastinator pile. Did you recently cut someone off? They're really bitter. Especially since you don't come off to be mourning them leaving your life and seem to have had a mini glow up? Maybe you changed up your style, got money, a new hairstyle or something? You seem to be the therapist friend that's least expected to be the therapist, maybe you have libra, cancer or leo placements? You come off a bit selfish and blunt/rude to some people around you but you show them a whole new side when they're in need of emotional side. I see once they see this side, they might low-key take you for granted though.

Pile 3

This is the creative's pile. I see music being really significant here. I think you're that person who is objectively attractive regardless of how you look or how you dress because of your talents/skills. Your leadership qualities are being heavily displayed here though. I see people respecting you even if they dislike you. You're someone of authority even if you are in the same position as someone else. I sense some aquarius placements here. You might not curse a lot. You're seen as someone cultured and are well liked by adults. Whatsoever I feel like you need to address a past situationship, I'm sensing someone who liked you, possibly the same gender? They still don't know what you guy's relationship was but are such a loyal friend, they might take your side when someone is trash talking you? I think it's a leo or a cancer. They still get butterflies when you're around and are so grateful to have ever met someone like you. They still secretly admire you but don't say anything because I think it's an old situation plus they're afraid of rejection for the second time LMAO. Why do I get that you actually do like this person? I think giving them a closure would be worth it. I don't think they necessarily wish to date you right now, they just did so much for you but you didn't seem to reciprocate the feelings? Even though you did? You clearly took this person for granted. I'm getting an all rounder energy here but there's one particular thing that you can't do, like you can play soccer, guitar, paint, write but can't sing? Or can't dance? You're really popular though, especially among people of the same sex.

Pile 4

Aha difficult energy here, there's a copycat around you or online idk? And you seem to know about it. Like they make it so obvious that they're copying you. For example, they might state that they hate mint chocolate but suddenly turn their mind around when you say you like it or you start liking a person and they start texting that person, stay away from them please even though it's just them trying to form a personality and find interests, it's still wrong. You're such a loveable person though, I see a teenager (someone who goes by the pronouns she/her) who's around the age of 15-17 seems to care about you a lot (platonically.) If you're older than them they appreciate how mature you are and want to take care of you and if you're younger they appreciate how mature you are for your age and still want to take care of you. I think this person is really pretty or has really pretty eyes at the least. They're a very cold yet warm and generous person, they do come off selfish to some others who misunderstand them though. This person seems to be the kind of weigh what the other person could give to them and then only give them something that amounts to the amount they're receiving. Realizing your pure intentions made them care about you a lot. They're such an emotional and sentimental person though, even though they come off a bit intimidating/rude/flashy, they're the most down to earth person ever. This person loves to give people space to grow. Notice how I started describing them? You might know this person a lot and might describe them to them or to others and they love how you describe them. You might like plushies, collect them maybe? Macarons too, you seem to like it. I get the song '8 letters' by why don't we here for some reason and also 'talk' by Khalid. If you're someone who wears dresses, I see you finding a pretty dress online or offline soon.

[that-one-pretty-bitch]

@that-one-pretty-bitch: You’ll have a hard time believing this because it never happens, but I made a mistake.

@fuoon  Okay okay stop asking me if I'm straight, gay, bi, whatever. I identify as a FUCKING THREAT

@thotsposts:   bitches b like “im baby” but have childhood trauma and neglect like wtf do u know about being baby u were forced to grow up from an early age anyways I’m bitches

@rouecentric:  With great power comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later or not.

@sidra-29: No matter what I do, nobody at school... wants to be friends with me :(

@that-one-pretty-bitch & @manicmagic1: I would offer you moral support but I have questionable morals.

@blvckryx: Dear friends, you Christmas gift this year is.. me. Thats right! Another year of great friendship has been renewed!

@xxelfmamaxx: Are you sure this is the right direction?

@that-one-pretty-bitch: Certainly! I am as sure as I am honest with my parents

@manicmagic1: In that case, we are definitely lost

@u1tr4vio1ence and @that-one-pretty-bitch: If you can’t beat them, dress better than them

@giyuus0nlywife, @thotsposts, @that-one-pretty-bitch, @d10nsaint, @sidra-29, @manicmagic1, @rouecentric, @dxmoness:

So apparently the 'bad vibes' I’ve been feeling are actually severe psychological distress

@sidra-29  , motioning to a Halloween display: All these ghosts! All these ghosts! I still can’t find a boo.

@d10nsaint:  BEHOLD, the field in which I grow my fucks! Lay thine eyes upon it, and thou shalt see that it is barren!

@dxmoness:   People are always asking me if I'm a morning person or a night person. @dxmoness : And I'm just like, 'Buddy! I'm barely even a PERSON!'

@meenasmagic: What doesn't kill me should run, because now I'm fucking pissed.

@sidra-29: Not trying to brag or anything, but I can wake up without an alarm clock now simply due to my crippling and overwhelming anxiety, so...

@lady-navier0357: Sidra, honey, no

@d10nsaint: Same

@lady-navier0357: Okay, truth or dare? @d10nsaint: Truth @lady-navier0357: How many hours have you slept this week? @d10nsaint: @d10nsaint: ...Dare @lady-navier0357: Go to bed. @d10nsaint: I don’t like this game.

@that-one-pretty-bitch : I can explain. @jeweledflowers: Can you? @that-one-pretty-bitch: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.

@roucentric: I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them. @jeweledflowers: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.

@manicmagic1​: You saved me. I owe you my life. @xxelfmamaxx​: No thanks. I’ve seen it and I’m not very impressed.

@loekas​, tending to @rouecentric​ ‘s wounds: How would you rate your pain? @rouecentric​: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.

@that-one-pretty-bitch : *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey or perfume? @fuoon​: *chugs entire bottle* @fuoon​: It’s perfume.

@that-one-pretty-bitch: This is such a bad idea. @rouecentric​: Then why are you coming along? @that-one-pretty-bitch​: One of us need to be able to flirt the cops out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong