#Me scared confused and lost: What are you doing? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

[prlssprfctn]

AU, where Bruce accidentally gets de-aged (physically and mentally), and the first person he bumps in is... Red Hood.

To Jason's defence, he didn't connect the dots at first. He was just patrolling around his usual turf, thinking of nothing in particular, when he saw a small child in a ridiculously serious suit, sulking around Crime Alley. He looks distraught, and considering that he looks rich, it is no surprise - that is not a place for him. So, he is either lost or something happened, right?

He takes the helmet off, as he usually does when he is dealing with kids (they got scared easily) and carefully approaches a brooding baby.

'Hey, shrimp. Where are your parents at?'

That said shrimp turns around, his big blue eyes looking confused and lost, and Jason thinks he looks awfully familiar.

'I am not shrimp,' he protests instantly, pouting at him. 'And they are somewhere... here. We just left the movie theatre together!'

Jason glances at the abandoned movie theatre, back at the little rich boy with a familiar frown, and it clicks. This is his fucking dad. Suddenly, a kid - but it is fucking Bruce Wayne, for sure.

'Was watching Zorro by any chance?' Jason still asks, just to be sure that he is not going insane.

Bruce - and it must be him - beams at him.

'Yes! This is a great movie, by the way.'

Oh, hell. At least, he didn't witness his parents' death just yet. Jason wasn't sure he would be able to deal with his father being so small, and mourning his mom and dad. He would probably cry himself at some point.

'Hey,' Jason calls out for him slowly, squatting down; God, who would've thought that this little shrimp would become so tall and big in the future. 'Aren't you... You must be Thomas's kid, right?'

Okay, yeah, Jason is going to lie to this kid. Because there is no way he manages just to steal Bruce as a stranger to bring him back home; it is still a kid, even if it is his father. Right?

'You know my dad?' Bruce tilts his head, little fingers tugging on the hem of his jacket; suspicious.

'You could say that,' Jason nods. 'Alfie... I mean, Alfred called me. Asked me to pick up a kid, since Thomas and Martha got an urgent call.'

Fuck his life and stupid life choices. What the hell he was even doing? He looked like a mugger; or like a psycho. But Alfred was his best bet - he could call him, after all; ask, well, support his idiotic made-up story.

'No one calls Alfred Alfie but my dad,' Bruce pouts in a very, very spoiled manner.

'Well... I do. We served together in the army,' he blurts out.

His armour, apparently, is enough a proof for the kid to nod slowly.

'Okay. But you gotta take off your strange mask first,' Bruce folds arms on his chest.

...???

Did this kid just agree for an unknown man to take him home? Like this? Who could've thought that this pouty child would become the most paranoid man alive in the future?

'Uh, why?'

'So I can remember your face and do an identikit, if you turn out to be a bad guy,' Bruce smirks stupidly. 'Duh.'

Jason is going to cry. This kid is so cute.

'Yeah, duh,' Jason huffs, but despite his better judgment takes the domino mask off as well. 'Go on, take your time. My identikit should be the prettiest, shrimp.'

Bruce... gawks at him. His eyes are comically wide now, mouth open, and then, he jumps a little closer to him - oh, God, he is jumping when excited? - putting his hellishly cold hands on Jason's cheeks.

'Woah. You look like dad.'

'Uh,' Jason nods awkwardly, and because he is an idiot, adds a joke: 'We are brothers, actually. Just don't talk much.'

...Apparently, little Bruce can't take jokes. Because he lets out an adorable gasp, and throws himself on Jason as if they knew each other for ages now.

'Uncle? That's so cool. You look like Zorro!'

Damn this little kid, and this stupid family. Damn Joe Chill and the night he killed this kid's parents. Damn it all. Bruce might be an asshole sometimes, but he was so... cute and innocent.

'Thanks, shrimp,' Jason slides a domino mask back on, picks up little Bruce with one arm, and grips a helmet with another. 'Come on, let's go home. Alfred will make your favourite tiramisu.'

'You know my favourites?!'

Jason sniffles.

'Yeah. Yeah, I do, kid.'

If he gets so emotional over this kid, he has no idea how worse Dick is going to be once he finds out.

Oh, this is going to be one hell of a night.

[revelboo]

Revel my eternal saviour, I plead more tarn and my life is yours. Seriously that cliffhanger!!!!! Aaack!

Sure!

L.G. Fuad Pt 9

Tarn x Reader

• Head lowering, he leans into your space. That anger still sizzling through him and you cringe, chirping fearfully as your head turns away, eyes closing. And you’re repeating something in your language, voice breaking. Freezing when he recognizes you’re trying to say his name amid whatever else you’re saying. Venting against you, he should take some satisfaction in your obvious fear. In scaring you into never trying that again, instead it leaves him unsettled. And still uncomfortably aware of his own frame’s response to you.

• “I’m sorry, Tarn, I’m sorry,” babbling apologies because he’s angrier than you’ve ever seen him. Snarling at you and you shudder when he presses his masked face against your throat and you can feel him venting against you, one of his hands pinning both of yours above your head. And you gasp when he catches your chin and forces your head to turn his way as his own head lifts. Growling something at you that sounds furious. “I’m sorry.” That little glimpse of his face hadn’t been worth his anger or your life. Because he’s that angry. “Tarn, please.”

• “Anyone else who tried that would be dead right now,” he whispers, tapping a servo against your soft cheek until you open your eyes. And his anger fizzles somewhat, those frightened eyes leaking. “Anyone else,” he repeats, voice strained. Still aroused and angry and frustrated with you, everything mixing together into a bitter confusion. And you’re still brokenly chirping his name, breath hitching and leaking even more. “Stop that,” he growls, unconsciously modulating his voice. Using his outlier ability on you.

• It’s like someone cut your strings, body just going limp. Aware of yourself, of the weight of your body in a way you’ve never been before. Unable to breathe. Lungs just refusing to draw in a breath. Unable to twitch a finger or blink. Just staring up at those red optics as panic claws at you. Him. It’s him. Hear him growl as your lungs burn and know without knowing how that he’d done this to you somehow. Trapped you in your own body while it slowly dies because you’d made him angry.

• Freezing when you just stop, eyes staring at nothing. Little chest no longer rising and he realizes what he’s done. Hadn’t meant to no matter how angry he was. Didn’t want this. “Breathe,” he growls. “Live for me.” Pouring his ability into the words, willing you to obey and you take a shuddering, terrified breath. And immediately go wild, trashing and bucking in his grip. Screaming at him as he hooks an arm around you and sits back to drag you into his lap. Pinning you as you fight to escape him, sobbing. He’d lost control. Used his ability without meaning to. That shouldn’t be possible. You shouldn’t be able to affect him like you do. To not only want you that way, but to let you get under his plating. Cupping your head against his chassis, his servos are shaking as it sinks in just how dangerous you are. You’re a threat.

Previous

[doppel-doodles]

A normal post a about Kevin Barnes from Poppy Playtime.

I genuinely feel so bad for Kevin…

Like that was a kid who clearly had a lot of issues from the start, instead of getting the help he needed all that happened was him being marked off as a „problem child“.

And then he was turned into a toy:/

Read more of my full thoughts and a sorta character analysis/ramblings below cut!

Like honestly no wonder he is seething if he wasn’t troubled before he definitely is now-

Obviously he has no trust in anyone, almost every adult he ever knew screwed him over in some way, hell even the kids he shares a body with would go against what he would do.

(Great example: When Doey chases us in his monster form, it's the arms of Matthew and Jack that are trying to keep his mouth from biting us, Kevin's are trying to grab for us.)

He was hurt over and over again, clearly he wasn’t aggressive just because he wanted to be but because this was his only way of making sure he wouldn’t get hurt.

It was how he had a semblance of control, a sense of protection.

But of course the irony is: That coping mechanism brought him more pain, it was what got him killed.

Sure, maybe he could've just "calmed down", but why would he? He was hurt again, he lost everything AGAIN.

All because he listened to their judgement over his own. Kevin could've killed the player and Poppy on sight, clearly his emotions easily overpowered the other two, but he didn't.

Instead he agreed to trust them as well.

He was still willing to do that, surely if he were just a mindless monster he wouldn't be.

And you know what? I believe he blames himself just as much if not more for what happened than he blames us and Poppy and projects it tenfold.

Because maybe, JUST MAYBE-

If he didn't allow himself to trust again, then everyone would still be alive.

But he did...now see what that got him?

In his mind he's proven right.

So what's an emotionally unstable child to do? After being hurt AGAIN?

That's right.

He lashes out at the first thing he sees that had something to do with his pain:

Us.

Is he in the right? Hell nah- bro we didn't mean for that to happen! But do you seriously think this kid is thinking rationally right now??? NO! He is seeing red right now, he is in fight mode! All emotions and must I reiterate that the only way he knows how to express them is through anger and violence?

There is NO reasoning with wrath try as you might! And that hurts because yeah maybe you could've dealt with that if he was still a gradeschooler but he isn't! He is 900 pounds of living dough with a thirst for blood!

It's either our life or his now. And we already know what the outcome of that is.

Honestly I think it's better that we only hear Matthew and Jack apologise for what happened, I do not think Kevin would even if he did feel bad for what he had done.

Because why would someone who has been scorned so many times be vulnerable all of the sudden? When his main character trait is biting at those who bark at him?Why would all that rage suddenly disappear? If anything the stress of dying only causes him to lash out more.

You don't need an apology from him to feel bad for him.

He is hurting anyone with two eyes can see that and for what it's worth, I do believe deep down he knew what he was doing was wrong but it was too late for him to see any other alternatives and even if he didn't and thought he was right for doing what he did it doesn't take away from the fact that he was fucked over by life.

Kevin is not the worst part of Doey, he is just a part of him.

And that part is not just a violent hunk of playdough.

It’s a scared, confused little boy that cared just as much about every toy in safe haven as his other two components did.

Because if he didn’t why would he get so angry about their death?

Anyway thanks for coming to my ted talk-

Also feel free to agree or disagree with my take, those are just my thoughts so let me hear yours, I like discussions:}

[ariqxwz]

UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER

— Gangmember!chris x rich!reader

Masterlist here…

You frowned as the GPS reset itself again, changing the route once more. Your jaw tightened, and you shoved your phone into your bag. The street was silent, empty except for a couple of homeless people sleeping on the ground. You weren’t supposed to be here. You had made dinner plans with your friend at a new restaurant in the area, but things had clearly gotten complicated.

The sound of something rustling inside a trash can pulled you from your thoughts. You turned to look at it, expecting a rat. And it was—but that didn’t stop you from taking a few steps back. You grimaced in disgust and turned away.

A gunshot echoed between the buildings. You flinched involuntarily and looked back—there was no one there. Your chest rose and fell rapidly. Your steps quickened, desperate to get out of there.

You turned a corner and crashed into something solid. A small gasp escaped your lips as your body hit the ground.

Tears threatened to spill—you felt so frustrated, so scared.

You lifted your gaze, trying to see what you had collided with. A man stood in front of you, his eyes scanning you carefully.

“Excuse me, sir, I wasn’t watching where I was going,” you stammered, stumbling as you tried to get back on your feet.

“Sir? Do I look that old to you?” His brow furrowed slightly.

“I’m sorry,” you murmured. Your eyes flickered past his shoulder before darting around the area.

“What are you doing here? You don’t look like you’re from around here.” His words were direct and dry, something you weren’t used to.

“I’m not, I just…”

“Got lost?” He finished the sentence for you. A rough chuckle left his lips. He glanced to the side and ran a hand over his mouth. “This is a bad place to get lost.”

You frowned in confusion. No one had ever spoken to you like this—with so little respect.

“Uhm, could you tell me where Holloway Drive is, please?”

The guy looked at you again, staying silent for a few seconds.

“Go straight, then take a right.”

You nodded and gave him a small smile.

“Thank you,” you said, bowing your head slightly. “Have a good night.” You said your goodbyes and continued walking in the direction he had given you.

The echo of your heels clicking against the asphalt faded as you walked away. He narrowed his eyes, watching you. Expensive dress, the lingering scent of perfume in the air, a straight posture despite the fear you had felt. You didn’t belong here, and it showed in every move you made.

You had wished him a “good night,” unaware that he wasn’t used to saying the same to anyone.

He ran his tongue over his teeth and smirked.

This wouldn’t be the last time he saw you.

🏷️:: @marrykisskilled @paulalovesyouu @faiyaz555

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[numberonetacostan]

(What I have for) Feral Taco :3

Hello my friends!!!^^ Here is the long post to go along with the drawing of feral taco I made the other day because people showed interest!!! :D It made me so very happy. I apologize if this au isn’t as neatly put together as some others I’ve posted, I straight up did not expect to be typing this out. I thought this would be an au that stayed in Loomy’s daydreams but then people asked so here we are!!! :) Please enjoy!!!!

So Taco’s mental health is absolutely awful after Mic leaves her. Just terrible. So bad. And instead of teleporting away with Mepad’s comatose body after Mic quits the game, she just… gives up. Leaves him there, and walks back to her home in the woods, which I like to think of as being on the other side of the island. Judging from the map we see Mepad display in episode 14, the forest stretches out nearly to the other end of the island, yeah? I tend to think Taco only goes to the edge and area closer to the hotel to meddle in the competition and talk to Mic. As for her actual living space, it’s much easier to stay hidden deep in the forest on the side of the island that everyone else doesn’t live on. So that’s where Taco is. Alone. For quite some time. Season 3 happens, season 2 ends (Without the disaster that the finale was, solely because it doesn’t work well with the timeline of this au. So, uh, Cobs tripped and fell off of MeCloud and caught on fire and died. Suitcase decimated Knife in uh. Jump rope contest. Or something. Good with everyone? Good.), and the show has been on hiatus for a good few months, as a nice break for the cast before season 4 starts. Other than Taco, who has just been alone and getting worse for quite some time now. 

SO! The bulk of this would start around the time that said hiatus will be ending, all the contestants are at the hotel, including those who normally live on Paradise Island, because Mephone is getting ready to announce the next season, including who’s going to be participating! (They still don’t know he made them. This is about TACO. We’re not doing finale stuff here.) Most importantly, out of all of said contestants, are Bot and Goo. This is a Loomy AU you thought there’d be no propaganda in here? No. Taco will form relationships with whoever I please. So, Bot and Goo being Bot and Goo, go and play in the woods!! They’re exploring!! Having fun!! Playing tag, hide and seek, and enjoying nature!!! They stay relatively close to the hotel, for safety purposes, but end up going just a tad too deep into the woods as it’s getting dark. And it’s not called the Perilous Woods for no reason, hm? There’s some real Perilous stuff in there!! It could be a bear, a big snake, a wolf, a dragon, whatever you please since we lack a real world would-be location of Inanimate Island and thus we don’t really know what sort of wildlife would be there. I mean, I have a theory or two, but that’s not the point. Anyways, Bot grabs Goo and bolts. Neither of them are particularly edible, but they can’t be recovered by MeLife and would rather neither of them get maimed, yeah?

They get away from the danger, yay! But now they’re quite lost. Not yay. And now it’s become evening, so it’s dark. Bot does glow in the dark, at least their plush does, but we’ve seen how dark that forest can be during the day in episode 9. They’re nowhere near bright enough to see more than a foot or so ahead of them. And with how dense it is, it wouldn’t be easy for them to extend their legs and look back towards where the hotel is. So, to reiterate, they’re very lost in the thick, dark forest. Not good. Spooky noises all around, two very scared little guys. Especially when they hear rustling in the bushes, coming closer. And closer. And closer. And out from the darkness, they see a single eye staring at them, and scream!!! Until a flashlight is clicked on, and a very confused and unimpressed Taco is looking at them. She’s significantly more crack than she was the last time anyone (Mic) saw her, with one of her eyes whited-out and unseeing, but it’s definitely her!! And she’s holding some fishies skewered on a stick!!! Remember the fishies they’ll come back. 

Now, I don’t think Goo would really know much about Taco, if he knows about her at all, but Bot would definitely have heard about her, at least by virtue of having Fan as a Dad. But! They are very lost, and Taco is kind of their only option here!! So Bot asks her for help!! They’re lost, and need to get back to the hotel. Taco doesn’t really respond, but just sort of continues on where she was walking. Bot tries to get her attention again, but she doesn’t say anything. Once she reaches the bottom of a large shrub though, she holds the bushes open behind her, indicating that they should follow. So it seems like she’s gonna help them get back!! Bot and Goo both try to talk to her while they’re walking, but she doesn’t say anything back. Just keeps looking ahead, occasionally stopping to listen out for any potential predators. After a bit of walking, though, it turns out that she hasn’t led them back to the hotel. She pushes the top off of a stump, and points down, indicating for the two of them to go inside. Obviously, when a disheveled homeless woman you only know through tales that don’t paint her in a good light wants you to go down into a mysterious hole, you would not be too keen on doing so. 

So, Goo is spooked, and Bot’s not liking it either, so they insist Taco lead them back to the hotel. Taco shakes her head, and points down into the stump again. They insist again, Taco points again. They get nowhere, until Bot gets fed up, and turns around to try and search for the hotel on their own again, to which Taco stops them, and finally speaks. And it’s pretty obvious why she wasn’t talking before, because her voice sounds awful. Taco hasn’t spoken at all since Mic left. Why bother? She doesn’t have anyone to talk to, and she’s too upset to be talking to herself. So, her voice is quite hollow and hoarse, when she tells Bot that it’s too dangerous. The hotel is too far, and there’s too high a risk they won’t make it with all the perilousness in the Perilous Forest. If Taco, who’s lived there for years were to go, it would be one thing, but with Bot and Goo? Who are in the forest for the first time? No good. She’ll take them back once the sun’s come up, but for now it’s safer for them all if they take shelter for the night. 

Bot isn’t connected to MeLife, and Goo would quite frankly be happy to not be in the scary dark forest, so they concede and go down into Taco’s hidey hole house with her. It’s… well it sucks. It’s just a big hole. There’s a pile of leaves and moss. Uh. There’s a couple lemons. That’s uh. That’s it. Goo is trying to be a nice little fella, as he is, but he can’t really think of anything particularly nice to say, so he just ends up saying “This is a …place you got here!!” Taco is not amused. She sits down on the dirt floor and gestures to the moss/leaves pile. It’s relatively untouched, since although it was where she used to sleep, she hasn’t slept much for a while now, yeah? As Bot and Goo sit down (or whatever Goo does… just kind of droops a bit I suppose) Taco starts preparing the fish to eat!! With… her bare hands. Or rather, claws. She probably did have tools at one point, but after everything she gave up on maintaining them, and they became rather useless. So, she just does it by hand, wiping the blood and gore off on the dirt walls/floor or even her own lettuce. Quite a disturbing sight. Bot gives a polite but strained “no thank you.” Goo nearly cries. And this was not Taco’s intention!! We already know how bad she is with other people and their feelings, and she’s been in a depression for months!! This has just become the norm for her, she is not trying to scare them!! And doesn’t feel good when Goo is upset!! But of course, this is Taco being faced with emotions, so she fumbles around a bit, taking back the fish and trying to give Goo a lemon with the hand that isn’t soaked in fish blood!! It’s sour, but she does not have any other food stored up. She didn’t leave her little hidey hole for quite some time after her break up, so any storage she had is all used up. Besides, I think Goo would enjoy sour things well enough. Bot is a robot so I’m assuming they technically don’t need to eat and would just chill and let Goo enjoy his lemon. 

So Bot and Goo snuggle up and go to sleep, Taco sits in the dark for a few hours because she doesn’t trust them in her den unsupervised and also has barely slept for months <3. But once light starts seeping in from above, she wakes the two of them up to start the trek back to the hotel. Which, they realize as they start walking, is a pretty long trek. So, to fill the time, Goo tells a story!! For hours. Bot does their best to pay good attention!! Taco wasn’t paying attention when he started talking, much less midway through hour 3. And, remember earlier when I mentioned that you could imagine any sort of creature to be the thing chasing Bot and Goo? Well, not this time. I love bears, they’re cuddly and fluffy and don’t actually attack humans that much. Because they prefer fish and fruits and vegetables. Now, consider who of our three characters here would be absolutely scrumptious for a bear to eat. Because she’s full of vegetables. So, a bear comes and tries to eat Taco, Bot and Goo are quite rightfully very frightened, and Taco pulls out her space shooter, shoots it like a sick horse, and keeps walking. The founding members of the cheer factory are surprised, and have to scramble to catch up with her after a moment, because what the actual fuck was that. Well. I don’t think Goo knows the word fuck but still. They ask fair questions, like about how often she gets attacked by bears and why she has a gun, but Taco isn’t talking again and just keeps walking. Goo doesn’t go back to his story, so they just end up walking in silence, until they reach the edge of the forest!! There’s the hotel!! Hooray!! Taco points to the hotel, and immediately turns around to leave. Goo and Bot do thank her for helping them get back though, even if she doesn’t say anything back. 

They are immediately swamped upon entering the hotel. Fan is sobbing while holding Bot, and Test Tube is joining the hug even if she isn’t crying out the entire Atlantic Ocean. Goo is very much checked up on and doted upon too, even if none of the other contestants are his parents, they all probably have a mutual agreement to keep an eye on such a little and whimsical fella, yeah? But anyways, uh, the others had been looking for them for more or less the entire night and very much want to know where they’d disappeared to, of course!! So they explain getting lost and running into Taco which makes the air turn rather awkward, since she’s such a taboo topic in the hotel. When asked how she was, Bot and Goo mostly just look at each other like (⚆₋₍⚆). That would be even more concerning. Goo eventually just says a little “mm, well… if you don’t have anything nice to say you shouldn’t say anything…” Because. All they have to report is that she looked terrible, barely spoke, had blood on her half the time, and killed a bear that tried to eat her without flinching. And that’s. Very concerning. 

I honestly don’t have as much to say from here, since as I said I never expected to actually be sharing this concept, so it’s still really more of a concept rather than an au, but I’d say a small group goes to check on her here, and with Pickle’s permission (remember, only Knife and Soap know Mic had worked with her), offer her a room in the hotel. I mean, they still don’t like her, but Bot and Goo’s description of her ripping into fish with her bare hands for sustenance and having a nearly-falling-apart shell, they feel it pretty inhumane to not try to help her, yeah? And Taco is not having it. She opens up her little stump-roof-thing when Bot knocks and they and Goo call for her, but immediately slams it shut upon seeing they’ve brought more people, and refuses to come out, even when offered the hotel room. Taco is in the pinnacle of her self-hating era here, like she is doing so fucking bad. Remember when Brian said she’d be way worse off without Mepad? Well, here she is without Mepad, very much worse off. She believes herself incapable of changing!!! She would think going into the hotel would be the worst idea ever. She’d think she’d probably kill someone or steal something. She’d think OJ is an idiot for trying to let a kleptomaniac with a history of violence into his and the others’ place of living. 

And it would take quite a lot for her to be convinced, not even to go to the hotel just for a visit or an actual meal, but just to leave her den when she isn’t 100% sure no one else is around. Maybe it would be Mic. Maybe it would be Mepad. Even Balloon or Suitcase. It could be a combination of all of their respective efforts, that maybe things could turn out alright for Taco. Who knows. Not me because I have genuinely told you guys all I have for this concept at the moment. I’ll probably have more eventually but I would feel bad for making you all wait and also that eventually could be days or months so might as well put out what I have lol. 

Hope you all enjoyed!!! <3 sorry if this one sucked byeeeeeeeeeeeeee

[waliminium]

Not Yours, Not Yet

Pairing: Harvey Specter x Reader Warnings: Jealousy, possessiveness, tension, power play, explicit language, mature themes Word Count: 746

Summary: Harvey Specter doesn’t get jealous. At least, that’s what he tells himself—until he sees you entertaining another man at a party, your smirk teasing, your gaze daring him to react. And react he does.

The second Harvey Specter saw you entertain another man, something in him snapped.

He wasn’t supposed to care.

He wasn’t supposed to feel the sharp sting of jealousy when that guy leaned in, murmuring something too close to your ear. Wasn’t supposed to clench his jaw when he saw your lips curl into a smirk that wasn’t meant for him.

But he did.

And now? Now he was moving before he even had time to think.

His stride was smooth, deliberate—years of controlling a room, of commanding attention, all funneled into this one moment.

By the time he reached you, the other guy barely had time to react before Harvey was stepping in, positioning himself between you two like he’d done it a hundred times before.

“You mind?” Harvey asked coolly, glancing at the guy with that signature smirk—except there was no warmth behind it.

The guy blinked, confused. “Uh—”

Harvey didn’t give him a chance to finish. “Didn’t think so.” His tone was casual, but there was an unmistakable finality in it.

The guy looked at you, waiting for you to say something. Maybe to call Harvey out.

But you didn’t.

Instead, you crossed your arms, tilting your head as you looked up at Harvey with an amused expression.

The guy got the message.

With a muttered curse, he walked away, leaving just the two of you in the dimly lit corner of the party.

Silence stretched between you.

Tension.

And then, finally—

“You good?” You raised a brow, smirking.

Harvey exhaled through his nose, shaking his head. “Don’t start.”

“Oh, I’m starting.” You took a slow step closer, letting your fingers trail along the lapel of his suit. “Harvey Specter getting jealous? That’s a first.”

His lips twitched like he wanted to smirk, but his jaw was still tight, his body still radiating heat. “I don’t get jealous.”

“No?” You took another step, the space between you shrinking, your voice dropping just enough to make his eyes darken. “Then why are you acting like you just closed a deal and still didn’t get what you wanted?”

His breath hitched.

For a moment, he just looked at you.

Like he was debating something.

Like he was barely restraining himself.

Then—so damn quietly you almost missed it—

“You really wanna play this game?”

Your smirk widened. “Do I look scared?”

Harvey inhaled sharply through his nose, his hands flexing at his sides like he was holding back. Like he wasn’t sure if he should walk away or ruin you.

Then—

“Bet.”

Before you could react, his hand wrapped around your wrist, and suddenly, you were moving.

Through the party.

Past the crowd.

Into the hallway.

Then—

A door clicked shut behind you.

And before you could even breathe—

Your back was against it.

His hands braced against the wood, his body crowding into yours, his scent—expensive cologne and something undeniably him—overwhelming your senses.

And when he spoke?

His voice was low. Rough.

Like he’d finally stopped fighting himself.

“You really want me to finish what I started?”

Your breath caught.

Then, heartbeat hammering, you met his gaze—

And smirked.

“Yeah.”

Harvey exhaled sharply.

And then—

He kissed you.

Not soft. Not tentative.

Claiming.

His lips crashed against yours, hands sliding up your sides, gripping you like he had no intention of letting you go. Like he was making up for lost time.

Like he was proving something—to himself, to you, to every second he had spent pretending this tension between you didn’t exist.

And you?

You weren’t about to let him have all the control.

Your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging just hard enough to make him groan, to make him press into you, his body heat scorching.

But then—just as fast as it started—he pulled back.

Barely.

His lips brushed yours, his breath warm against your skin.

“You sure?” His voice was rough, barely controlled.

You didn’t hesitate. “Harvey—”

“Say it.” His hand slid to your waist, fingers digging in. Holding himself back.

You exhaled shakily, looking up at him through your lashes. “I’m sure.”

Harvey’s restraint snapped.

His mouth was on your neck before you could even react, lips and teeth and tongue leaving a trail of heat, his hands gripping your hips as if he needed to memorize you.

And when he pressed closer, when you felt every inch of him, the fire between you turning into something uncontrollable—

You knew neither of you were walking out of this room the same.

[gothicxreylover]

dude ur works amazing im obsessed with the giant hashira x tiny reader I was wondering if u could do the same but kamaboko squad like how reader meets them and what they would do if they fund reader escaping

Meeting the Kamaboko Squad

You’re small—so small, in fact, that the world around you seems overwhelmingly large. And one day, while out on a mission, you somehow find yourself in the midst of the Kamaboko Squad, though you were trying to stay hidden from the rest of the Corps. You never planned on meeting them, but a series of mishaps (perhaps some lost directions or running into a tree) lead you right into their path.

Tanjiro, with his ever-gentle nature, is the first to notice you. His concern is immediate, a slight panic in his voice as he kneels down. “Hey, are you okay? You’re so small… Did you get lost?” His eyes widen in wonder and confusion. How did someone so tiny end up here in the first place?

Nezuko, ever protective of those she cares for, peers curiously from the basket on Tanjiro’s back. Her eyes soften when she sees you, her gaze filled with both affection and a little bit of concern. Her instincts as a demon protector seem to kick in, sensing that you’re vulnerable and need to be kept safe.

Zenitsu, on the other hand, immediately gets worried about your size. “What’s going on? You’re so small! You could get hurt easily like that! Are you okay? Are you lost?!” He exclaims, his voice trembling with concern, even if he’s unsure of how to handle this new development.

Inosuke, with his boisterous and blunt personality, simply grins. “I’ve never seen someone like you before! So tiny! You’d be a perfect challenge for me!” But there’s a glint of curiosity in his eyes—this tiny person is intriguing to him, and despite his competitive nature, he can’t help but feel protective.

When They Discover You’ve Escaped

At first, they don’t realize what’s going on. But when they start to notice you’re nowhere to be found, panic sets in.

Tanjiro’s Reaction:

“Where did they go?” Tanjiro asks, frantically searching the area, calling your name gently. He’s concerned and confused, unable to understand why you would leave without a word. His heart aches at the thought of you wandering off on your own. He knows how dangerous it can be for someone so small, especially in the dangerous world they live in. “Please, come back…”

When Tanjiro finally finds you, perhaps sneaking through some bushes or making your way back to a familiar hiding place, his immediate response is a mix of relief and sadness. “You didn’t have to run off like that,” he says softly, kneeling down to your level. His large hand reaches out, offering warmth and comfort. “You’re safe here with us, you know? We won’t let anything happen to you.”

Nezuko’s Reaction:

Nezuko, already protective of you after just a short time together, becomes more aware of your movements as soon as you start trying to slip away. When she finds you trying to escape again, she immediately scoops you up in her arms without a word. Her eyes tell you everything—she’s worried about you, but she also can’t let you go off on your own.

Her embrace is gentle yet firm. You can feel the care in every movement, even if she’s not able to express it verbally. There’s a protective fierceness in her gaze as she holds you close. “You don’t have to run. You’re with family now,” her eyes seem to say, and there’s a promise in them that she won’t ever let you go.

Zenitsu’s Reaction:

Zenitsu, when he realizes you’ve slipped away, goes into full-blown panic mode. “Y/N! No, no, no, where are you?” His voice trembles with fear. He doesn’t know what he’d do if anything happened to you. The thought of you being out there alone makes him sick to his stomach.

When he finally finds you, he nearly drops to his knees in relief. He doesn’t scold you immediately—he’s just too happy you’re safe. Instead, he pulls you into a tight hug, his voice breaking with emotion. “Don’t scare me like that! You’re so tiny, anything could happen! Please, don’t run away again…” His desperation is genuine, and his protective nature shines through. He can’t imagine life without you by his side.

Inosuke’s Reaction:

Inosuke is the least likely to understand the full reason why you ran off, but when he finds you, it’s clear that he’s more concerned than he lets on. “What’s the big idea, huh? Running away like that! You think you’re faster than me or something?” He crouches down, trying to sound intimidating, but there’s a flicker of concern in his eyes.

When you look up at him, a mixture of fear and confusion in your eyes, Inosuke’s tough exterior softens a little. “Don’t ever run off again,” he mutters under his breath, sitting down next to you and pulling you into a strong but surprisingly tender hold. “If you want to go somewhere, you better tell me first.”

Overall Group Dynamic:

After the discovery, the Kamaboko Squad collectively starts to understand that they need to be more mindful of you. They’re used to the dangers of their world, and though they each have their own ways of handling their own fears and emotions, they all agree on one thing—your safety comes first. As the squad continues to protect you, they become more and more protective, though each member expresses it differently.

Tanjiro ensures you’re well cared for and offers comfort and encouragement whenever you need it. Nezuko becomes your silent guardian, always by your side, holding you close when the world gets overwhelming. Zenitsu, ever the worrywart, showers you with affection and makes sure you’re always looked after. Inosuke, while still figuring out how to properly take care of someone so small, develops a strange bond with you, one rooted in respect and care that’s hard to break.

Together, they become your family, your protectors, and your home. Despite your desire to be independent, you can’t help but feel safe and loved in their presence, knowing they will never let you face the world alone again.

[salemrph]

Midnight Rain

A/N: Quick Idea. We had a dance with Xavier and Zayne, and the memory of running under the rain with Rafayel. But… what if we put dance and rain together while holding hands with Sylus? I’m getting flustered...

Character: Sylus & Reader/MC/You

Genre: romantic, fluffy

Word count: 933 | Reading Time: 3 min

The first raindrops fell in soft, hesitant pats against the pavement. By the time you and Sylus reached a place to take shelter, the sky had fully blacked out, drenching the streets in silver drops. The neon glow signs from the N109 Zone reflected off the wet ground, creating a dreamy hue around you both. 

You sneeze. You shivered slightly, the sudden chill of the rain mixed with the coolness of the night creeping into your bones. Without a word, Sylus slipped off his jacket and draped it over your shoulders. His scent clung to the fabric, wrapping around you like a quiet embrace. His fingers lingered a little too long at your collarbone before he pulled away, shoving his hands into his pockets with a smirk.

"Guess we’re stuck here for a while," he mused, his eyes flicking from the rain to your face. 

“Can't you just teleport us to the base?” Sylus looks at you confused but amused. 

“That's not how my Evol works…” you’re a little upset because you want to sit her by the fireplace as soon as possible. "But… we can do something else.” 

Your ears twitch, waiting for your boyfriend to tell you the quickest way to get home.

“Dance with me in the rain"

You scoffed, rolling your eyes, but the way his voice dipped into a softer tone made your pulse stutter. "Sylus, it’s pouring. We’ll get soaked."

"And?" He tilted his head, amusement glinting in his eyes. "Is the kitten scared of a little water?"

You narrowed your eyes on him, challenging. "No…!"

Without waiting for a response, you stepped into the rain. The cold was sharp at first, seeping through your clothes instantly, but the moment Sylus followed, grabbing your wrist and spinning you toward him, warmth spread through you. His laughter was rare, but tonight, it was rich and unrestrained, blending with the rhythm of the downpour. 

The romantic moment contrasts with what you were doing just half an hour before. running, hiding, investigating. All of it was just to complete the main mission: eliminating a few of Onychinus’ enemies.

His hands found your waist, pulling you close as you swayed in place. The world around you blurred. Just the two of you in the midst of the storm. Raindrops traced down his cheekbones, clung to his lashes, but all you could focus on was how he looked at you, like you were something worth getting lost in.

You tilt your head slightly, resting against his chest, and without thinking, you start to hum, a soft, random tune that drifts between the raindrops.

"That song…" he murmurs. "Is it something you know?"

You pause for a moment, then smile. "Not really. Just… something in my head."

He hums in response, a content sound that vibrates through his chest. "Keep going."

So you do. The melody is unstructured, nothing more than a passing thought turned into sound. You keep moving under the rain.

Sylus presses a slow kiss to the top of your head. "I…like to hear you sing. You have a nice voice. "

The moment stretched, his breath warm despite the cold. His hands tightened ever so slightly at your waist, hesitant, almost waiting. And then, without overthinking, you reached up, brushing damp strands of hair from his forehead before pressing your lips to his.

The rain became irrelevant. The chill disappeared. It was only the taste of him, the way his lips pressed urgently against yours, the way his fingers curled into the small of your back like he was afraid to let go. Time melted into the storm, into the warmth of his embrace.

When you finally pulled away, breathless, Sylus rested his forehead against yours, his grin softer now. "Told you the rain wasn’t so bad."

You laughed, shivering as he pulled you closer, hugging you. 

—

On the roofs of the adjoining buildings there are two figures sitting in the rain. They don't mind getting wet too much.

"Should we interrupt? Luke asks, twirling his car keys on his finger.

"Sure, go on, the boss will punish you by having to clean the library. Or worse, he'll make you read all the books"

Luke wrinkles his nose "But there are no comics..."

"Exactly"

[the-dormant-ocean]

I have no words to describe the utter fear that overtook me.

[caterjunes]

reeeaaally really empathizing hard w/ rots anakin right now. like. oh yeah ok i get it. he's been sleep-deprived & running w/ a high level of stress hormones nonstop for months. he keeps asking for advice and help and the jedi just say "what does yr heart tell you?" and "try not worrying about it. 🧘‍♂️" and the only person who actually seems to care about him is.... evil? but. that can't be right... what?

but there's no time to think about it because he did what he were supposed to do and told the jedi and now events are moving very fast and oops he got in the way and did something very impulsive and now mace windu is dead and it's anakin's fault, actually. and he still hasn't processed anything that's happened in the last... week? two months? ever in his life? but his friend palpatine is there and telling him that it's okay. that he did the right thing, that he did good. and guess what anakin? you don't have to worry about making any more hard decisions, because palpatine is gonna make them for you and you just have to do them. isn't that better? isn't that easier? isn't it?

[sga-owns-my-soul]

crying at 7am bc your best friends are Science Brains and try to explain the Cool Concept of Dimensionality to you but you are Too Dumb To Understand

[plumdale]

Me rn bc other than reading my favorite free-time activity is playing sims but I don’t have my gaming laptop with me. Is this the time I should start learning how to crochet bc I’ve always wanted to…..

[bearinabandana]

rewatching deep breath and I really really don't see the appeal in the pasternoster gang, they're just so annoying to me

[vilelittlecritter]

About half the reblogs are about 73 yards and I'm sorry to break it to you but I don't really like 73 yards that much..

No hate to the episode I thought it was cool as an idea but wasn't really well done in my opinion

Firm believer that doctor who should get fucked up and unnerving on the regular

[nishicchikouchi]

LITC is ending in 6 chapters. I HAVE NOT read anything about it, but my fyp is really full of litc content XD so I know that Cirrus is leaving for America. Im gonna wait til this finishes before I read so atleast I know the ending and what I would expect.

[watch-out-it-bites]

I am. SO being fucked over by my school 24/7 but if I take extra classes I get to graduate early..