#after I organize more thoughts about him 😔

[falafelluva]

Hii. Love your stories! Was thinking about maybe kenan meeting a girl and them being friends but he has a raging crush on her and just fluff and him being all shy around her.

; 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 - 𝘬.𝘺𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘻 ✮

summary: the req

warnings: nothing basically?😔

author’s note: me when, this is so rushed cuz tell me why my mom randomly tells me that my neighbor (who has Alzheimer’s) lost his dog and now we have to go look for it cuz we feel bad 😔🙏

It was one of those crisp autumn evenings when the leaves turned shades of orange and gold, and the air was filled with laughter and warmth.

You were at a gathering organized by a mutual friend, a cozy get-together meant for catching up and enjoying the last of the warm weather.

The house was alive with chatter, music softly playing in the background, and the enticing aroma of food wafting from the kitchen. As you mingled with the crowd, you caught glimpses of Kenan across the room.

He was sitting on the couch, surrounded by a few friends, his easy smile lighting up his face. He had always been a part of your extended friend group, but tonight, there was something different about him.

You noticed how his laughter seemed a little more genuine, how his eyes sparkled when he caught sight of you.

You couldn’t deny that Kenan was attractive. With his tousled light but dark hair and bright eyes, he had a youthful charm that was hard to resist. But it was more than that; it was the way he carried himself—a mixture of confidence and shyness that made him even more intriguing.

There was a magnetism about him that drew you in, and you felt an undeniable pull to know him better.

After a while, you found yourself wandering over to where Kenan sat, a nervous flutter in your stomach as you approached.

“Hey, Kenan!” you greeted, flashing him a warm smile. “What are you up to?”

He looked up, his expression shifting from surprise to a wide grin. “Oh, hey. Not much, just hanging out,” he replied, his voice slightly shaky as he brushed a hand through his hair, trying to play it cool.

You could see the faint blush creeping up his cheeks, and it made your heart race a little.

“Mind if I join you?” you asked, taking a seat beside him. The moment felt electric, and you couldn’t help but feel a spark of connection.

“Sure! I mean, yeah, of course!” he stammered, sounding more excited than he intended. He shifted slightly, trying to compose himself, and you couldn’t help but notice how adorable he looked when he was flustered.

As the evening progressed, you both chatted about everything and anything. Kenan was funny and charming, his shy demeanor gradually melting away as he grew more comfortable around you.

You found yourself laughing at his jokes, hanging on every word he said, and it felt easy—like you had known each other for much longer than just a few casual encounters.

“So, how’s football going?” you asked, genuinely curious about his passion.

He lit up at the question, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. “It’s going great! We’ve been training hard, and I think the team has a good shot this season,” he replied, his excitement palpable.

“But honestly, I get super nervous before games. I just hope I can keep up my performance.”

You nodded, impressed by his dedication. “I’m sure you will. You’ve got the talent and the determination,” you encouraged, sensing his passion for the sport. “I’d love to come watch a game sometime.”

His face lit up at your words, a hint of surprise crossing his features. “Really? You’d come? That would be amazing!”

“Of course! I’d love to support you,” you replied, your heart fluttering at the thought of cheering him on from the stands.

Throughout the night, you caught Kenan stealing glances at you when he thought you weren’t looking. His friends teased him about something, and you noticed him blushing deeply, a shy smile spreading across his face whenever he met your gaze.

At one point, you excused yourself to grab a drink from the kitchen. As you poured yourself some lemonade, you heard a soft voice behind you.

“Hey, can I help you with that?”

It was Kenan, his hands shoved awkwardly into his pockets, a hint of nervousness in his posture.

“Sure, thanks!” you said, smiling at him as he stepped closer. He grabbed a cup and filled it, the two of you standing there in comfortable silence for a moment.

The atmosphere was charged, and you could feel the tension between you, the unspoken words hanging in the air.

“Do you… um, like it here?” he asked, breaking the silence, his eyes darting away for a moment.

“I think it’s great! I love getting to see everyone. How about you?” you replied, leaning against the counter, intrigued by his sudden shyness.

He scratched the back of his neck, a nervous habit you had come to find endearing. “It’s fun, but I’m glad you’re here,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

“You make it better.”

Your heart skipped a beat at his words. “Really? That’s sweet of you to say,” you said, trying to hide the smile creeping onto your face.

“I’m glad to be here too.”

As the evening wore on, you both found yourselves gravitating toward each other. Kenan was still shy, but with each shared laugh and glance, you could see him slowly opening up.

He had a warmth about him that drew you in, and you couldn’t help but feel the chemistry between you grow stronger.

At one point, as the group gathered around to play a game, Kenan ended up sitting right next to you. The closeness made him fidget slightly, his knee brushing against yours. You could feel the heat radiating off him, and it made your pulse quicken.

“Hey, Kenan,” you said, nudging him playfully. “You alright? You seem a bit tense.”

He chuckled nervously, looking down at his hands. “Yeah, just, um… I don’t want to embarrass myself,” he admitted, glancing up at you.

“You won’t! Just be yourself. I promise we’re all just having fun,” you encouraged, giving him an assuring smile.

The game began, and as you all laughed and played, you found yourself stealing glances at Kenan.

He was animated when he got excited about the game, his shy exterior melting away, revealing a side of him that was fun-loving and energetic.

As the night came to an end, you felt a mix of excitement and disappointment. You had enjoyed every moment spent with him and couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something special between you.

As everyone started to leave, Kenan lingered a bit longer, shuffling his feet as he glanced at you. “So, um… can I uhhh, like, get your number?” he asked, a hopeful look in his eyes.

You felt a smile spread across your face. “Of course! I’d love that,” you replied, quickly giving him your phone.

He entered your number with a grin, a hint of bashfulness still hanging in the air. “I’ll text you! Maybe we can hang out… just us?” His voice was tentative, but the excitement was evident.

“I’d like that,” you said, your heart racing at the thought of spending more time with him.

With a shy smile and a wave, he finally turned to leave. You watched him go, feeling a warmth spreading in your chest, knowing that this was just the beginning of something wonderful.

In the days that followed, Kenan kept his word and texted you. The first few messages were tentative, filled with a mix of casual conversations and playful banter.

Kenan would often take a moment to think before replying, and you could practically feel his shyness radiating through the screen.

He’d text you about football practice, sharing funny stories about his teammates, and you found yourself laughing at the way he described their antics.

As the days turned into weeks, you found that you were looking forward to his messages more than you expected. Each one felt like a little treasure, and you found yourself smiling at your phone whenever you saw his name pop up.

One afternoon, he sent you a message asking if you wanted to join him for a casual coffee at a café near his training ground. Your heart raced at the invitation.

“I’d love to! What time?” you replied, excitement bubbling inside you.

“Is 3 PM good? I’ll be done with practice by then🫡” he responded, his enthusiasm evident even through the text.

“Perfect! I’ll see you then!”

The rest of the day felt like it dragged on forever, but when 3 PM finally rolled around, you found yourself standing outside the café, your heart pounding with anticipation.

The crisp air was refreshing, and you could smell the rich aroma of coffee wafting through the door.

When Kenan arrived, he looked even more handsome than you remembered, dressed in a casual hoodie and joggers. His hair was slightly tousled from what you assumed to be a towel, since his hair was wet.

As soon as he spotted you, his face broke into a genuine smile, and you felt your own nerves ease.

“Hey! You made it!” he exclaimed, his voice warm and inviting as he approached you.

“Of course! Wouldn’t miss it,” you replied, trying to match his enthusiasm.

They both stepped inside, and as you ordered your drinks, you couldn’t help but notice the way he nervously fidgeted with his phone. There was an adorable awkwardness about him that made you smile.

As you found a cozy corner table, you both settled in with your drinks. The conversation flowed easily, filled with laughter and shared stories. Kenan talked about his training routines, the challenges he faced, and the excitement of being part of a professional team.

You shared your interests and passions, and it felt as if you were both peeling back the layers, revealing more of yourselves to one another.

“Honestly, it’s been tough,” he admitted, his expression turning more serious.

“There are days when I doubt myself, like, can I really do this? But then I remember why I love football so much. It’s my dream.”

You leaned in, genuinely interested. “What do you love most about it?”

He thought for a moment, a soft smile spreading across his face. “The feeling of being on the field, the adrenaline, and the closeness with my teammates. It’s like a family out there, you know?”

“I get that. It’s great that you have such passion for it,” you replied, admiring his dedication.

As the afternoon wore on, the sun began to set, casting a warm glow through the café windows. You could see Kenan’s nervousness starting to fade away as he relaxed into the conversation, and you cherished every moment spent with him.

Eventually, as you both finished your drinks, Kenan’s demeanor shifted slightly. He looked at you with a hint of seriousness, his gaze intense. “Can I ask you something?” he said, his voice lower.

“Sure! Anything,” you encouraged, your heart racing at the sudden change in tone.

He took a deep breath, his expression vulnerable. “I really like you. Like, more than just friends. I’ve had a crush on you for a while now,” he confessed, his cheeks flushing.

Your heart soared at his words. “I like you too, Kenan. I’ve felt a connection between us since that night at the party,” you admitted, feeling a rush of warmth wash over you.

His face broke into a bright smile, relief washing over him. “Really? Wow, I wasn’t sure how you felt.”

“Yeah, I was just waiting for you to make a move,” you teased lightly, and he laughed, the tension lifting.

“Okay, good to know. Maybe we can go out on a proper date sometime?” he suggested, a hopeful glint in his eyes.

“I’d love that,” you replied, your heart fluttering with excitement at the prospect.

As you left the café, you walked side by side, the air around you buzzing with newfound chemistry and the promise of something special.

With each encounter, you both grew closer, transitioning from friends to something deeper. Kenan’s initial shyness gradually faded, revealing a playful and caring side that made your heart race.

He would often surprise you with little gestures—a text just to see how you were, a sudden invitation to a game, or even a sweet note slipped into your bag when you weren’t looking.

And as autumn turned into winter, the two of you found yourselves wrapped in a warm blanket of budding romance, discovering each other in the soft glow of streetlights on late-night walks and the quiet comfort of shared moments that left you both breathless.

You knew that this was just the beginning of something beautiful, and you couldn’t wait to see where it would lead.

[koiiiji]

Hi! I saw that your askbox was open and I was wondering if you would mind writing some windbreaker headcanons of characters teaching their crush/partner how to ride a bike? Specifically with Owen or Joker, but you can include whoever you want lol. Tysm!

author’s note ; i already forgot how to write headcanons lol 🫡😔👐🏻

pairings ; owen x partner!r, joker x crush!r, dom x partner!r, hwangyeon x crush!r

tw ; fluff, established relationships, friends to lovers, first date

Owen

puppy is super excited!!

you know that annoyingly happy couples in parks? yeah, that’s you and Owen now

Owen organized everything, small picnic before the ride, to explain some basics and make sure you are not hungry

perfect teacher! gonna fix your bike, bars, seat, and stuff just for your height

he is super patient, so don’t worry about time and how many times you try, Owen will be right there to help

but surprisingly, it’s not gonna take a long to learn with Owen! maybe there is something about his aura or how his sweet, yet calm and confident voice whispers into your ear, when he holds you by your shoulders from behind…

there is something about him, that just helps you to be more confident about riding a bike!

Owen is a king of praising, so you just know you did a good job!!

even tho i said he is a good teacher, sometimes he might be a little carried away with all his “wind” stuff and may ride faster then you expect, but comes back as fast as he disappeared

all in all he is super happy that you tried his hobby and actually interested in what he doing, oh and he also happy to be useful for you

9/10 just because he let you fall down when he had his “wind” moment

Joker

at first super confused

like, he for real thought that riding a bike is a default skill

but he is happy to help you learn!! oh, and he took a small company for two of you - his little bros!

honestly, Hajun is terrible teacher… he just gets on his bike and... rides... and that's it.… no explanation, no basics, nothing, straight to practice!

you and his brothers are confused. Hajun is confused too. everyone confused and awkward

thankfully, his middle sibling already knew how to ride a bike, and also was really insightful, so he took younger boy and let you and his older brother practice together

now it was kinda awkward silence between you and Hajun…

but time flies fast, and you two find your ways to learn

at first Joker was kinda scared to touch you to help get a balance. he is big guy and can sometimes be clumsy with his touches, so he will hide his blush by lowering his head down or turning away

from distance his lil bros gonna make silly jokes on you two, they throw away their practice with riding a bike an hour ago, and now enjoying two awkward adults

so after you almost fall down from the bike and Hajun bravely saved you, you had an escimo kiss, all of you decided that it’s time to finish…

…at mcdonalds! his younger one insisted that happy meal is essential in your state (you had small scratch on your knee)

so yeah! great day, great company, great ending of the evening, where Hajun walked you home and you had such a sweet, shy first kiss, and promise for another date!

Dom

super duper wuper excited! even more then owen!

and to say more, not just existed, he is so proud of himself - you asked him for help, not the opposite

just as Hajun - terrible teacher, but he is more handsy with you, gonna hold you, help you keep your balance, will help to slow down

with Dom there is 0% of harm! he will not let you fall. let gravitation know that today your pretty knees won’t met the ground!!😤

kisses kisses kisses!! you doing such a great job as his first student, he gonna destroy your cheeks with his kisses!

also, when you learn how to ride a bike properly he may go little far, and now you doing trainings with him….

also on your second bike date gonna buy & custom pair sneakers for two of you! it’s same model but your colors match your bike, and his is red, just as his bike!

forgot about any dates. from now on you only have bike dates.

wanna go that new coffee shop? omg such a cool idea! let’s get there on bikes, then let’s go to the park, i know cool bike road there (puppy eyes🐶)

hey, me and Jordan going on a walk, wanna join us? i’m going on a bike, so take yours too! (puppy eyes🐶)

yes, Dom gonna show off in school and will call you his young padawan…

Hwangyeon

you two hang out in same company in university, and everyone knew that he had a crush on you

so one day, at break between lectures you accidentally said that you can’t ride a bike

and Hwangyeon took his chance! of course he is the best teacher, he’s such cool cyclist and even captain of his own whole team!!!

be ready for his endless bragging (which hides a beyond insecurity)

honestly, he was 👌🏻 this close to buy brand new bike for you, just to show off (was upset when you said you have your own bike)

surprisingly good teacher. you suspect that he just repeat how his brother used to teach him properly ride a bike.

he may be little too headstrong with his hands, but he never crossing the line!

Hwangyeon is really into you so he might be carried away with your smile, when you doing something right

oh, no don’t worry, it’s definitely not whole ghost crew sneaking around and stalking your “date”

you two finished in the evening, and it was kinda cold, so burning with embarrassment, but, red as tomato, he wrapped that damn jacket around you, while waiting for some chicken

also politely walked you home, and as his reward, you stood on tiptoe, lightly touching his shoulder and kissing him on the cheek.

he stood in disbelief for another 15 minutes, and on his way home giggled like a fool and stroked the place where your soft lips touched his cheek💋

[vodika-vibes]

I seriously love your work and I’m so glad I caught your follower celebration in time!! May I please have jonquil and coriander with Captain Rex and F!Reader? Reader is a mechanic for the 501st? And Rex secretly loves her and carries her back to her quarters when she dozes off at her workstation in the hangar after long nights post-campaigns when she’s exhausted and is insanely curious about her tattoos that peek out from under her coveralls?

It's A Secret

Summary: You want Rex. Rex wants you. It takes a long night and a short conversation to make either of you do anything about it.

Pairing: Captain Rex x F!Reader

Word Count: 1619

Warnings: Smutty, though there's no actual detail

Prompts: Jonquil - you occupy my thoughts, Coriander - lust

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: I hope this is okay! The actual smut didn't feel right for some reason, so I ended up deleting it. Sorry. 😔

You release an exhausted noise as you finish the last of the items on your list. As much as you enjoy your job, and as much as you appreciate the fact that you’re useful to the war effort, it’s still exhausting.

You end each day with aching muscles and an exhausted brain. 

And while you’re glad for it, it makes it easy to sleep, you’re more than ready for the war to be over. Partly because you haven’t had a proper spa day in what feels like forever, but mostly because you’re worried for the boys you serve with, and you want them to take a break.

They deserve a break.

You stretch your arms over your head with a groan. All you have to do is clean up your mess and then you’re free for the night. Free to shower and crash.

Ugh, imagine having time for fun.

“Still hard at work, I see.” 

You turn on your stool and beam at the man standing only a little bit away from you, “Captain! Welcome back.”

“Thanks,” Rex absently rolls his shoulder as he walks over to you, and you can’t help but marvel at how handsome he is. Sure, he looks like all of his brothers, but there’s something…regal about him.

It’s insanely attractive.

“Any word from up high on how much longer we’re going to be here?” You ask as you hop from your stool and start cleaning up, “I’m not sure how much longer the equipment is going to tolerate the muck.” You say with a scrunch of your nose.

Rex laughs quietly as he claims your abandoned stool, “The equipment or you, mesh’la?”

“Both!” You spin and point at him with a wrench, “The equipment is absorbing my bad vibes. I’m so tired of the muck!”

Rex laughs a little louder, “Sadly, we’re going to be here for a couple months more.”

“I deserve hazard pay.” You announce as you turn and throw your wrench into its place, and then walk back to your bench and organize some things that stay on your table. 

“Mm, sure you do.” 

You turn away from him and sigh at the mess that is the shelving. You really don’t have time to deal with this during the day, but it needs to be done. So you take a steadying breath, and pull your hair up off your neck into a knot, and you start to work.

Though, you pause when you hear Rex make a strangled noise.

“Something wrong?”

“Is that a tattoo on your neck?” Rex asks, his voice sounding odd.

“Hm? Oh, yeah. I have a bunch of them. Just, they’re normally hidden under my jumpsuit.” You flash a small grin at him, and then turn your back towards him.

“Huh. I didn’t know you had any.” Rex admits, and you turn back to look at him when you hear him get to his feet, “I should go make sure that Fives isn’t harassing Jesse too much. Don’t work too hard, Mesh’la.”

“Sure, sure.” You wave him off,  “I have to finish this, though. So I’ll be here for a while.”

And then he’s gone, and you’re able to focus.

Honestly, you’d think that the other mechanics would know how to clean up after themselves.

It’s late. Late enough that even he should be asleep, but Rex is filled with a nervous energy that he can’t seem to shake. 

Well. Not nervous. Not really.

His mind is locked on the flash of blue he caught a glimpse of on his mesh’la’s neck. He is insanely curious about what tattoos she has, and, honestly, the fact that she has tattoos at all only increases his attraction to her. 

And he already fists his cock to the thought of her lips wrapped around him on a nightly basis.

Well.

Not just her lips. 

In any event, he’s wound too tightly to actually get any sleep.

So here he is, wandering the ship, trying to get his mind off his mesh’la and her tattoos, and failing. 

His feet bring him to the hanger, and then to the corner of the hanger where the maintenance team works. Sure, she won’t still be there, but being in her space might help him clear his mind.

Rex stops when he sees his mesh’la dozing at her workbench. 

He should leave. He shouldn’t bother her. She works so hard-

He steps closer to her and brushes some loose hair off of her face. She shouldn’t be sleeping here, it’s not good for her back. He moves his hand to her shoulder, to shake her awake, when she mumbles something in her sleep and buries herself in her arms.

And Rex realizes that he can’t wake her up. 

He knows where her room is, he could carry her to her room, but he doesn’t know the door code. He has no reason to know the door code. The medbay is an option, there are plenty of beds…but Kix’s head will explode if he brings someone there because he doesn’t want to wake her up.

The only other option is his bed.

He stamps down on the images flashing through his mind without really giving them a second thought. She’s tired, overworked, and needs someplace to sleep. He can sleep on the floor or at his desk or something. 

Carefully he lifts her into his arms, and she whines before she rolls towards the warmth of his body.

Well…at least it’s late enough that no one is going to give him a hard time about this. Or her, for that matter.

Rex makes it back to his room in record time, and makes sure that the door is locked behind him, before he carefully settles his mesh’la on his bed. He removes her boots, and sets them next to the bed, and then he covers her with the blanket, and he steps away to sit at his desk.

He powers on his datapad and starts reading through some reports. It’s too bad that she never bothered to change out of her jumpsuit. He really is curious about her tattoos.

You stir when something wakes you up. 

You’re curled around a pillow, though it’s not your pillow. It doesn’t smell like your shampoo, and you slowly realize that you’re not in your room. You blink at the bare wall in utter bafflement, and then you sit up.

“...Rex?”

He looks up from his datapad, and a small smile crosses his face, “Sorry, did I wake you?”

“...why am I in your room?” You ask, more confused than upset.

“You fell asleep at your workstation, and I didn’t want to leave you there. And it felt wrong waking you up.” Rex explains.

You glance at your chrono, 2 am “...have you been awake this whole time?”

“...I couldn’t sleep, so-”

You scramble out of the bed, “Rex! You need your sleep!”

“I wasn’t about to sleep in the same bed as you, mesh’la.” Rex points out.

“That’s very sweet, and very respectful, but Rex, I wouldn’t have cared.” You say as you walk over to him and pull him out of his chair, “You’re you.”

“...thank you?”

“I just meant. I trust you. I feel safe with you. I know you would never do anything.” You clarify. 

“Ah.” Rex pauses, “That makes sense.” He lightly pulls his arm out of your hands, and sets his hand on your shoulder, “I would have to lay pretty close to you for us both to fit, mesh’la, practically on top of you.”

You release a frustrated noise, and stand on your toes to kiss the corner of his lips.

He blinks at you, surprised, and then something almost predatory slides through his gaze, “Mesh’la, I want to see your tattoos.” His hand slides to the zipper high at your neck, “Can I see them?”

You frown at him, you just kissed him and he wants to see your tattoos? That’s not at all how you wanted him to react. “Yeah, if you like.”

He eases the zipper all the way down, and then he pushes the rough material off your shoulders. You move to catch the top of your jumpsuit before it falls too far, but Rex is faster than you.

He catches your wrists and allows the material to fall around your feet. Rex brings your hands to his lips and he presses feather light kisses against the pads of your fingers, and you stare at him in awe.

“Rex-”

“Do you have any idea how much I want you?” Rex asks, his voice low and rough.

“...tell me.” You whisper up to him. 

Rex’s hands slide up your arms, and then down your slides to lightly grip your hips. “Mm, I fist my cock to you every night.” He breathes out, his grip tight around your hips, “You’re always the first thing I think of when I wake up. I have dreams about burying my cock into you and fucking you into my bed until I’m the only thing on your brain.”

You slide your hands up his chest and then wrap your arms around his neck, “What else?”

He chuckles and he moves his lips to your neck, “Love the idea of marking you up. Making sure everyone knows that you’re spoken for.”

You release a breathless laugh, “Possessive.” 

“Mm, maybe.” He nips at your neck, “I want you in my bed, pretty girl. Naked and wet and needy-” He trails off, dragging his lips from your neck to your ear, “What do you think?”

“Please.” You whisper up to him.

In the end, Rex wasn’t able to see your tattoos until morning as he was a little…distracted.

[jimmy-johns-was-taken]

Helllooo ^^

Could i request an enemies to lovers trope (im a sucker for it 😔) w EJ, Hoodie and Jane?

OH MY STARS I AM DOWN BAD FOR ENEMIES TO LOVERS

frick I love this ask

Enemies to lovers with Jane the killer, Hoodie, and Eyeless Jack

All is below the cut :)

Jane the Killer :

Probably thought you were working with Jeff for a while

I’d imagine you were maybe friends with BEN? Since BEN and Jeff are close

Jane assumed you and Jeff were at least on good terms

And she HATED it

Hated you, for being friends with him

Would verbally fight with you, except she would never let you speak or explain yourself

But one day it all changed!!!!

You and Jeff got into a heated argument and Jane talked to you after, having this “I told you he was shit” attitude

You yelled at Jane, telling her that you and Jeff were never friends and in fact, you disliked Jeff

“Oh…”

Oops

But from then you and Jane bonded

Took a little while, but I’d imagine you found something in common and it started from there

Eventually she confessed, becuz we all know that Jane would confess first (we would all be way to scared to)

And now y’all hate on Jeff together!!!

Hoodie :

You were a new proxy, a very uhhhh, energetic one?

You were always go go go, loud, etc

And Hoodie, while he didn’t mind it at first (hell he even enjoyed it), very slowly got annoyed

Then, one day, you and him are on a mission together and you fuck up

You fix it quickly, killing them fast after missing the first time

But he was enraged

Yelled at you for fucking up

Since then, he refused to go on missions with you

But one day, you Toby and Cody all go on a mission together

It goes wonderfully and y’all even stop at like Waffle House after

Hoodie finds this out after you all come in laughing your asses off and having a good time

He likes your laugh

From that point, he tries to listen for it more, and then lowkey starts to be around you more

He doesn’t really talk much, not until he over hears you say something that you like and he also likes

And then after a mission, he offers to buy you it or bring you to a restaurant with it (let’s say you both like the same kind of coffee or pastry or something idk)

And you immediately agree

And then it just blossoms? He realizes that you weren’t that bad, you just had a bad day and fucked up

Everyone fucks up now and then, and that’s ok. Everyone makes mistakes and life moves on, it’s normal.

You teach him that life is nothing without some kind of failure, and for that he is forever grateful

Eyeless Jack :

At first, he wanted to eat you

Then, once he learned that you were a new resident in the forest, he just left you alone

Jack doesn’t hate without reason, I could see him disliking someone for being annoying, but never without a reason ya know?

I’d imagine one day you got in the middle of his kill, costing him a new meal

He was pissed, duh

Would not talk to you, refused to help you, etc

And you felt TERRIBLE

So, one day, you show up at his cabin with a couple of meals for him, all an assortment of organs and such

You ramble on about how you didn’t know which one he liked best and that you overthought it and panicked and so you just grabbed an arrangement

He was grateful

Then one day you got hurt, he helped you and patched you up

And then you two started a small routine where you would bring him some food, he would patch you up and get you some supplies

Eventually y’all just moved in together cuz it was more convenient and easier for everyone (and totally not cuz you had a big crush on him no no no-)

And eventually y’all are just like “yo I hated u at first but like can we date?”

Like of course Jack would make it romantic (as romantic as an eyeless demon could be) and will do better than just “we’re dating now, idc what you say”

[tellodona]

the brothers + side characters with an mc whose first language isn't english

heads up: gn!mc, slight swearing in levi's part and mentions of male genitals in simeon's, italized means a different language, no mephisto + thirteen + raphael because i haven't met them yet 😔

i don't really know the common language between demons and angels, so right now i'm asumming they speak in english mostly

lucifer

he probably knew beforehand

i mean, he was the one who randomly chose us after our paper fell off his desk so he's bound to know

wasn't interested at first, like, so you speak two (or more) languages, what's there to make a fuss about?

apparently, a tinsy bit should be fussed about

you were half asleep, it was the weekend so you slept in, and lucifer did not know that so you were in his study helping him organize documents

he gave you three stacks that was at least half your height

it was going good actually. despite being sleep deprived you were able to do your task

that is until wind from his open window knocked down the stacks

you swore in your first language with so much vigor that lucifer looked at you

mc what the hell are you saying???

you kept talking in that language and started complaining and mentioned his name

that really caught his attention

"what was that?"

oops, good luck explaining to him what you said

if he was in a good mood, he'd probably chuckle in amusement. if not, it depends

after that, he'd probably try to learn a thing or two about your language, but with how busy he is, that'd be a stretch to do

mammon

he doesn't know

i mean, it's not like he had any way of knowing, and you never really bothered to mention him before

you and mammon were conversing in your room about literally anything. mostly about money but there are other mundane topics being tossed around

"and then that demon had the gall to blame me! me, the GREAT mammon!"

"that must've suck ass" you reply

he looked at you weirdly and confused

you thought he was confused by your response and explained why you thought that way, still in your first language

"woah, woah, woah! stop right there! human, stop speaking gibberish!"

now it was your turn to get confused

"what- oh."

you stared at each other for a moment before you explained this was your first language

he was actually intrigued and shook your shoulders asking if he was the first one to know

i mean, he is, right?! he should be! he's your first man!

has tried to learn your language, promptly gave up after three full sentences

leviathan

he had a hunch since you keep muttering things whenever you play with him

he first thought you were complaining under your breath because why wouldn't you? he's just a yucky, disgusting otak-

oh wait, he doesn't understand what you're saying

actually, that made him more nervous than before

right now, he got you hooked into this one game that just got released and you both were enjoying it

you enjoyed it a bit too much

so when you both finally defeated that big boss you were trying to kill, you were ecstatic

"FUCKING FINALLY! AFTER SO LONG!" you shout in his ear drums

he had to cover his ears first because you were cheering so loud and that you were shaking his shoulders

he was too busy having his organs shook around to be embarrassed

"m- mc! s- slow down!"

you finally calmed down for a while, still giggling and ranting to him, in your first language, while he calmed his racing heart

mc, he doesn't understand you, please slow down

"mc....... i don't u- understand what you're saying........"

you stop and stare at him. he flinched thinking you got offended

"oh, i'm so sorry!"

you had to explain to him slowly that you were speaking in your first language

after that, he got so interested

he spent the whole night to learn your language, and the night after, and the night after that, and the night after the night after that

so yeah, expect him to hold a proper conversation with you in two languages

satan

has probably put two and two together when you both visited a library that had a few books from the human world and you were looking at books with your first language

he was interested

so when you were holding like three books by the counter, he asked:

"what language is this?"

you answered him, and also added that it was your first language

he nodded, and made a mental note in his head

when you were walking home with your books in hand, he asked what the books were about and you explained bits of it and why it intrigued you enough to buy them

he was also interested in the said books, and finds it a shame that he wouldn't understand its contents

unless.......

yes, expect him to ask you to be his tutor about your language

after all, isn't it better to learn straight from the source?

and he also used it as an excuse to hang out more with you

before you know it, he's the one who's reading the books you've bought

you haven't even finished them yet!

that's a pity then, mc. just one more chapter and he'll give it back-

asmodeus

like mammon, he wouldn't know without you telling him beforehand

you and him were having a spa day in his bathroom

it wasn't sexual or anything, he just wants you both to have a relaxing time together! isn't that lovely, mc?

you were both in his bathtub, with him massaging your shoulders to sooth your sore muscles

"doesn't it feel good, mc?" he asks, a grin painting his face when he sees you relaxing under his very touch

you nod, "feels so good. keep going, asmo."

he stops

what was that, mc?

you furrow your eyebrows, "is there something wrong?" you turn to look at him

he looks dumbfounded, before shaking his head and his grin widening, "oh, mc! you didn't tell me you know another language!"

you both ended up chatting about it, him listening intently as he continues to massage you

he might learn a thing or two to flirt with you just to see your cheeks tinted pink, but he mostly wouldn't learn a lot

beelzebub

you cook lots of stuff from the human world, mostly from your culture, so he ended up asking you what these dishes are and you mentioned it came from your home country

so he should know by now, since he likes listening to you talk and asked a lot of stuff, and by extension, your culture and languages

you were on cooking duty for dinner, and he managed to convince you to let him help out with the promise of not eating everything

you were cooking your favorite dishes from your country, and happily explained to him what they are

he listens intently (while eating a block of cheese you gave him), nodding along

anything food related intrigues him, so if he comes across a dish he hasn't heard before he'd be curious about it

when you mention the name of the dish, he tilts his head and tests it out with his mouth "...am i pronouncing it right, mc?"

"a little more work, but you've got it!"

he butchered it

but it's fine, it's beel. he doesn't know your first language in the first place!

dinner comes around, he's the one mentioning to his brothers what the dishes are (still butchering the name, but a little better than before)

the brothers did not understand what he just said

be sure to be ready for him to ask for seconds, thirds, fourths, and so on and so forth

he'd be interested in learning, but would probably learn more about your culture (especially the food) since he doesn't want to mispronounce anything

belphegor

has probably heard you talk in your sleep before, so he put two and two together as well

beel was out so you two were alone in their room

you were asleep, cuddling beside him, and he was about to drift as well when you-

"belphie... the stove is on..."

???????

what are you talking about?

he furrows his eyebrows and shrugs it off, pulling you closer to him

"i think the kitchen... is on fire... lucifer did it..."

what is it with lucifer now?

"what the hell are you dreaming..." he mutters under his breath

he closed his eyes, drifting to sleep

after your nap, he asked you what in the world you were dreaming that you were sleep talking about him and lucifer

you were embarrassed

he mentioned that he didn't understand you for the most part (you were relieved) so you explained it to him

he finds it intriguing, but doesn't show it. he shrugs it off

"just don't bother me with your sleep talking..."

oh please keep doing it

the next time you sleep talk he was wide awake, his ddd on, and doogle (google) translate at the ready

he was definitely laughing his ass off when you muttered "lucifer lost his pants..."

diavolo

same way as lucifer, he knew beforehand through your documents

he did take the time to learn a few phrases though to surprise you when you both had gotten closer

you were having tea with him in the castle gardens and he suddenly goes "how was your day, mc?"

you had to do a double take, but then a big grin makes it way to your face

he finds it adorable

but then you suddenly reply in your first language in perfect clarity and continously that he already lost you at the "i'm"

"ahahaha....... i'm not that knowledgeable yet, mc......."

"oops."

you both end up talking about it more, and he asked how you knew english and you answered with how you did

he listens intently, nodding along

when you went home after a few hours, he had barbatos bring him a dictionary with your first language and has made it his goal to learn it (while juggling his responsibilities)

he's a pretty fast learner that the brothers have to suffer with you both talking each other's ears off and they can't get the tea

barbatos

are we even going to ask

this man definitely knew

he's lived long enough but he didn't have the time to learn it before you came to the devildom because he's a terribly busy guy

he has his day offs however, so he of course wanted to spend it with you

he had invited you over for tea and you both ended up talking about the human world

he took this chance to ask if you speak your first language by any chance with that sly smirk on his face

you were surprised, but you answered yes anyway

it's better to not question anything when it comes to him, to be honest

will probably ask good references to learn your language, and you provided some that you knew

he may ask for your help though

just to spend time with you

before you know it, he's talking your ear off with your own language that you had to ask him to slow down

he just smiles

solomon

he wouldn't know you speak the language, but he knows how to speak it himself

let's face it, he's a smart guy, what's wrong with learning a few languages?

you're in his room, you helping him out by giving him the things he needs for some experiments

you both were just talking about mundane things and you end up asking

"what's one thing i don't know about you?"

he paused, but continued his work, humming in thought

"hm... i speak a few more languages, actually."

"that's expected, to be honest." you nod

out of curiosity, you ask him about your first language

he chuckles and nods that he does speak it

you gaped

"no way?!"

"oh, no way?"

you both continued conversing in that language

"you know, i was there when it was created. it was long ago, but it was such a fine time."

okay, old man

simeon

he wouldn't know without being told either

you both were texting each other, he's gotten good at typing now and he's proud!

he managed to type a long word without any typos and was so happy that you were happy too

without thinking, you congratulated him in your first language

uhm. mc?

"wait, are you having typos now, too?!"

he sends a worried sticker and was genuinely confused and concerned it's actually adorable

you had to explain it to him as simple as possible that it was your first language

"ooooh, i see."

has asked you a few quotes to be translated in your language so he could add it in his books

he thinks they're fine literature and can really set the mood and add thrill into it

he, however, searched up a few words himself and asked you what they mean

"mc, what does dick mean?"

oh, lord

luke [platonic]

wouldn't know either

you and him were discussing human world delicacies and ingredients and you ended up with your country

he volunteered to search it up and you told him he doesn't need to because you know it yourself

mc????? that's so cool!

you ended up cooking together, and he took it as an opportunity to ask questions about your culture and your language

"the food already smells so good, mc! what was it called again? anyway, how did you learn english? was it hard? do you always get your language and english mixed up?"

you had to remind him to take out the batter from the oven before it overcooks

needless to say, he has another thing he wants to learn besides baking and cooking

[evensquirrellier]

So track and field events for the Olympics start today and I thought that, in honor of that, I would make an appreciation post for all my favorite Team USA track athletes. Look, I know the Olympics have a lot of problems and I’m not typically the most patriotic person, but track is my everything and I really look up to a lot of these people, and I want to give them little shoutouts to show my excitement.

Here are some of my personal favorite USA track stars!!

1. Sydney McLaughlin-Levrone!!!

She is one of my biggest idols. For one, she is literally the world record holder in my event (400m hurdles), and two, she is a female athlete who is great and isn’t afraid to say it, which we don’t get enough of. Whenever I’m practicing hurdles I like to imagine Sydney having once done the exact same drills and it makes me kind of dizzy. One of my teammates went to the same high school as her (not at the same time) and has gotten to meet her before and I’m actually so jealous. Plus she is gorgeous and it breaks my heart a little bit that she is heterosexual 😔

2. Gabby Thomas

She is so cool. Like so cool. The 200m used to be my favorite non-hurdle race and she absolutely crushes it! You can see when she races how determined she is to win and how she will just go after the people in front of her and ahhh it’s so inspiring. Plus she went to Harvard and had a master’s degree? Truly winning at everything. Fun fact: my godmother was college roommates with Gabby Thomas’ mother, which gives us no real connection but makes me feel cool! Also she is also Gorgeous! I will probably keep saying that about a lot of these people and that is because one, I am a lesbian, and two, track is my favorite thing in the world.

3. Alexis Holmes

Idk I can’t really explain why I love Alexis so much, I really just do. The 400m is one of my favorite events, and particularly in indoor she does really incredible in that event. Very few women can run under 50 seconds in the 400 and she does it consistently. I’ve been following her career for a while and always route for her when she runs, and she’s overall just a really incredible athlete.

4. Sha’Carri Richardson

She is so cool!!! She’s getting a lot of attention right now for being in contention to win gold in the 100m, and she’s just really awesome. It is very cool to watch her run because she is such a powerhouse and always looks so happy when she wins. I looooove her nails, like a modern Flo-Jo, and I feel like she is very unapologetically herself interviews in a way a lot of other athletes aren’t. She’s awesome and I hope she wins <3

5. Nikki Hiltz

Thinking too hard about them makes me start tearing up I love Nikki Hiltz!!! Currently the fastest women’s 1500m runner in the US and such a treat to watch run. They have an incredible kick and is another one that gets so excited when they win. They are also one of the few professional track athletes to be openly non-binary and a lesbian, which makes my non-binary lesbian track athlete self feel really really happy, and has organized runs to support the Trevor Project before. Overall a really cool person.

6. Anna Cockrell

Anna! Another 400m hurdler, and one of the best in the world. It is really incredible to see how much she has improved over the years after already starting out so strong, and how she can still hold her own against the best in the world. She’s also done a lot of advocating for mental health awareness in athletics, and is super cool.

7. Grant Holloway

This is the guy my coach has me watch to study good hurdling technique. In terms of technical ability, he is one of the best hurdlers ever, and is currently one of the best 110m hurdlers in the world. He’s kinda tall for a hurdler and so am I, which I know is a kind of weird connection to make but it always makes me route for him a little more.

8. Noah Lyles

I know he’s kinda the talk of everyone right now, but Noah Lyles is pretty cool! He is currently arguably the fastest man in the world, and has a dedication to the sport that I find really admirable. It’s always cool to watch videos of him training because he does so many of the same drills I do, which makes me think I must be on the right track.

9. Anna Hall

Ahhh how could I almost forget Anna? She is an insanely good heptathlete and is world-class level in so many different events. Her best event is hurdles and her “weakest” (still incredible) is javelin, which is also the case for me in the hep, so I like to think that makes me just like her. She’s another one that just seems very enthusiastic a lot of time and it’s really nice to see her happy.

[rawmeknockout]

Hi! Can I get poly TFA Jettwins x human!reader? Just some general SFW headcanons, how it happened/affection/etc. (bonus points if reader verbally beats sentinel's ass because he gave their boys shit about dating an organic and they made fun of him cause he's bitchless) sorry if this breaks any rules/is too complex, have a nice day/night!

01 + Jetstorm for sure found you first, he has more game than Jetfire. He was zipping around the city, hot on the tail of Blitzwing. It was a bit too fortunate that no humans were in the way of danger, but that came to an end when Blitzwing zoomed past you just barely missing you with a wing. Jetstorm, moving too fast to stop or swerve, had no choice but to transform and lift you into his arms to avoid a collision. Good news, he was gentle when plucking you up and it wasn’t so bad of a takeoff for you. Bad news, he’s got an armful of a very cute squishy and the pounding of his spark isn’t due to the adrenaline of the chase. 😔

02 + Blitzwing gets away. Jetstorm hardly gets to introduce himself before he’s getting reprimanded by Sentinel through the comms. As much as he wants to stay and chat you up, much to the bewilderment of Jetfire, they have to return to base. He’s a pretty melancholy and distracted mech after that. It doesn't take long for his brother to catch on. You linger in his thoughts long after the scolding he gets from Sentinel.

03 + How fortuitous that he runs into you while patrolling! He's hard to understand with his thick accent and way of jumbling words, but the two of you are giggling and chatting each other up in such an embarrassing display of puppy love. Jetfire doesn't get it. Jetstorm is totally ignoring him and hasn't even introduced him yet! He's instantly miffed and put-off. From that moment, you start to monopolize Jetstorm's thoughts and time. It wouldn't be a problem, he's a diligent and obedient soldier, but Jetfire doesn't like that you've seemed to weasel you're way between them so quickly.

04 + Safe to say Jetfire doesn't exactly like you. He starts to resent you and hold every interaction against you. Of course, this is more passive aggressive and he tries to tone it down when Jetstorm is around because he knows it will only devolve into a fight between them. He just doesn't get it! How could one organic come between them so quickly! Any solo interactions with you are cold and filled with snippy, short remarks. It's hard to get anything from him other than he just generally dislikes your presence, which is weird because Jetstorm describes his brother as fun-loving and friendly.

05 + Bringing this up with Jetstorm doesn't result in much, because Jetfire just brushes off his brothers concerns and dismisses that anything is wrong or that he even treated you coldly. He just doesn't like organics okay? Sentinel says they spew acid or whatever. Of course, it's a weak defense and it only makes Jetstorm pry harder.

06 + That is, until Jetfire needs your help. It's not really that he could lean on you in a hard time, but he got to see a side of you that he wasn't privy to (which was his own fault). It's after a rather rough battle with the Earth-based maintenance crew. Even Optimus is looking worse for wear and Ratchet is swamped with injuries to treat, including his own. Jetfire actually made it out relatively unscathed, but he has a slowly leaking puncture in his side armor. It's fine, he can wait until Ratchet has treated his brother, but it stings and makes moving around rough. While you're waiting for Jetstorm to be treated, you're milling about in the main room of Optimus' base. It doesn't take you long to notice Jetfire isn't looking so hot, mostly because he's one of the only mechs you actually know, and you can tell just by how he's shifting around that he's uncomfortable. He's trying to fly under the radar right now until he can get treated, but totally misses you lingering closer because he's so focused on the other mechs in the base. You have no choice but the huff and bat his servos away from his injury, earning a startled yelp from him, before doing your best to pack the wound. You're no medic, especially not for a machine, but you at least know pressure eases bleeding. Jetfire hasn't been this close to you and especially hasn't had you care for him like this. You're gentle and quiet with him, soft squishy hands moving about his side, pressing sanitized mesh into the wound to stifle the leak.

07 + Uh oh. His spark just fluttered up into his intake while watching the stern press of your mouth as you work on his side. Who knew that an organic could make him feel so... Assured. He still feels the tingle of your skin on his armor hours after his wound has been treated. From then on his attitude towards you does a complete 180. He chatters nervously when you're around and will happily greet you if he sees you. This is the Jetfire that Jetstorm knows but he can tell that something is... Off.

08 + Jetfire isn't the type who can keep his feelings to himself. He's always lived loud and proud. Ad despite the fact you're his brother's partner, he can't live keeping something so important to himself, so Jetfire has to confess to you soon after he realizes how much he likes you. This is more a cause of stress for you than him, because Jetfire doesn't really think it through. You, on the other hand, worry this is only going to pull Jetstorm and Jetfire further apart. You already felt guilty for 'getting between' them. But when you explain it to Jetstorm he's... More playful. He thinks it's cute that Jetfire likes you. It makes sense, even, because he and Jetfire are so alike. Jetstorm can't hold it against his own brother that he ended up falling for you. I mean, look at you!

09 + It turns into a playful competition between them which is sort of how your three-way relationship grows. Your boys get to have fun one-upping each other and you get two boyfriends!

10 + Jetstorm is the romantic of the two: classic dates with lamp-light, energon treats, and high grade. Jetfire likes spur of the moment plans and doing something thrilling, the type to take you flying and do aerial tricks over the ocean to impress you. Unsurprisingly, they're both equally touchy and affectionate. They have a pretty close relationship where they could always be affectionate with each other so that reflects in how they interact with you, but, ya know, more amorously.

11 + You kissa da one mech then turn and kissa da other. Mamma mia.

12 + You never miss a chance to tell Sentinel where to stick his opinions. He often uses the twins as a means to exert authority, because power is something he so strongly clings to, to the point it feels like they're mere tools at his disposal. This really tends to chap your hide. Jetfire and Jetstorm consider you the 'coolest' for backtalking him the way you do.

[notsosmug87]

Ive had this Au idea in my head for a lil while and after doing some work on it i have decided to share it with you guys.

I proudly present:

The fractured Jay Au

(Huge shoutout to the very talented @sketchalicious. not only was this drawing based off one of their own but they were also one of the biggest inspirations for this Au. Go check em out they make awesome stuff) After the ninja Recuse Jay, his entire mental state collapses from the stress of flashbacks and visions after which, he goes into a comatose state. The ninja must now enter his mind to help him wake up. There, They find not only Jay, but six different versions of him. all of which represent their own guilts and traumas as well as Jays own too. The Ninja (now separated) must fight the one that represents them most and try to get every Jay to accept themselves.

The ninja also find out about the events of skybound through this whole ordeal; In Nyas case, having to relive it while also seeing what Jay went through on the Misfortunes keep.

The idea is that, Out of every ninja Jay holds the most baggage but does not show it, instead keeping it hidden very deep in his brain and I’m tired of people pretending like he doesn’t 😔

I will now Explain them in detail. Starting with:

The chosen one "Guilt ridden"

Fun fact: According to an old blooper reel, Jay was originally gonna be the green ninja; But the writers changed it to lloyd for a better surprise. Doesn’t take away from the fact that Jay looks good in green however.

This Jay is supposed to be a Representation of Lloyd, more specifically The weight lloyd has on his shoulders. Having to be the savior of ninjago (now the merged realms) can take a toll on a person; Lloyd is also now a sensei in training which has not helped his mental state at all; eventually bound to snap one way or another. And at one point there will be a battle he cannot win no matter how hard he tries.

From jays side, TCO is supposed to be a representation of His thoughts about how he has failed Lloyd and the others on several occasions (Releasing aspherra, Prime empire, letting Nya die twice, etc.) and how he solely Blames himself for it. All his self doubts telling him he’ll never be good enough, Among other things, in the forms of Twisted/Tainted visions of the other ninja and his parents. Making him go insane and he eventually snaps, succumbing to the delusion that in order to ever be good enough for Anyone he has to take over being the green ninja. But deep down he knows that the others will always care about him no matter what.

Worst case Scenario (CC for short) “The Sacrifice"

This one’s design wasn’t based off anything too important, I just think that Kai would be the second Ninja to become Undead.

CC represents Kai’s inability to let others sacrifice for him. While Kai is a hero through and through and will do anything for his family, he’s also selfish in the way that he doesn’t want the others to do the same for him Always insisting that it should have been him instead. CC looks like someone who has sacrificed too much without letting others help them. (Bit of a stretch i know)

In terms of Jay, CC is supposed to represent Denial. His skeletal remains are the Result Of what happens to someone who thinks “it should have been me” over every situation, Someone more... Expendable. A repeating memory of Nya dying in his arms keeps playing in his head. Losing flesh and organs after sacrificing himself to Defeat the Overlord; His skeleton Gains a fraction of his power that keeps him alive. But in the end it does not matter because he couldn’t save the one person most important to him, Nya. Jay knows no matter how many “What if” Scenarios happen in his head, the past is in the past and he must look on to the future, but can’t bring himself to after the many losses he’s Endured.

Agent walker "left to rot"

Design of course was based off our very own amnesiac Jason Walker, The current Manager of the administrations realm of reassignment.

Agent Walker is Everything Zane Dreads about himself; Becoming Cold and mechanical with no emotion. Agent Walker is Essentially a repeat of the Ice emperor. A once heroic individual Who forgot themselves and Changed because of Evil influence. Zane dreaded being the ice emperor and does not want any of his family to go through what he went through. Unfortunately, Jay is already halfway there. while we do not know if Agent Walker is truly corrupt due to the administration, Jay is Very much morally Gray, As out of every Ninja his moral compass is the weakest.

Having severe abandonment issues, Agent Walker Represents Jays Fear of being Forgotten about by his family, Essentially becoming a memory. that fear is realized once he spends a long time in the administration and no one has found him yet. Hence the Tagline, “Left to rot”. Having everyone Move on without him (especially Nya) Hurts So Badly that He Forces himself to forgot about the others and hoping the pain will eventually go away. Jay of course knows that His family and Yang could never forget about him, But doubts plague his mind telling him otherwise.

The Infiltrator “No Destiny"

Based off the (now very official) Evil Jay Figure which was recently leaked. The shirt was too hard to get right for me, so I decided to use my own design for it.

The infiltrator, A Strange Figure Who wields lightning powers. Hired by lord Ras; The same person who Went for Coles second family. This adds insult to injury in terms of their friendship.

This Jay pulls the same type of act that Cole does in DotD; By Doing something as drastic as Teaming up with a person who he knows has bad intentions just to be recognized outside of his feats at the administration and to be able to freely use his powers.

Representing Coles guilt, This Jay Has cemented himself as an enemy to the ninja and no longer an ally Forcing The battle to be painful for the Ninja. Especially Cole. However this Jay is not tethered to his relationships with them and will not hold back against those who oppose his leader

(Note: Not much is known about Jays motives or really anything about his evil character in part 2. This part might be rewritten later once we get a more clear view of his character.)

The infiltrator Is a manifestation of Jays fears about him going rouge/ Evil, So far almost all of the ninja Have Gone through their Evil “phase” and eventually, Jay must walk down that path. He feels hopeless however as without his memories he feels trapped; fettered to always serving a higher power Having No destiny To achieve thus Staying evil indefinitely.

Jay of the storm "Shameful woes"

This Jays design was inspired by some of the Seabound Aus I’ve seen and read. Much like Nyas design, He has Semi-lightning shaped hair and Lightning related body marks all over. he looks like a painting to show his coping mechanism When Nya was gone; Which was painting Portraits of her and him to ease his pain.

This one’s quite simple, Even after Becoming human again, Nya still harbors guilt for what she caused her family to go through And how much her sacrifice meant to everybody in ninjago. This Jay is supposed to represent her feelings about the whole situation and showing her a different perspective; one where Jay sacrificed himself instead of her. Of course in this made up timeline, Jay thinks of his sacrifice as Meaningless compared to Nyas. Thinking that the team moves on very quickly from what happened (Yes even Nya) and it eventually gets swept under the rug.

Further from the truth, Nya tries to convince Jay that this would never be the case. her words fall on deaf ears however, as Jay continues to lament in his own self pity.

Jay of the storm Is the personification of his shame and worry about him being a bad partner and an even worse teammate; Thinking of himself as worthless and nothing more than a deadweight To his family and his Yang. He thinks this way due to his biggest mistakes and how they led to so many bad things happening. (Especially Nyas deaths.) “I wish I could sacrifice to you as much as you have for me.” Nya has done so much for him and he thinks that he has done nothing in return. So maybe sacrificing himself could make him seem all noble and heroic once and for all. But he knows that he has done incredible feats and cannot blame himself for everything bad that has happened in their lives.

Nya will always love him And He’ll always love her, no matter how much the universe wants to seperate them they'll find each other eventually.

??? “Fractured beyond repair”

This design was based off The common trope of an alternate version of someone being their own shadow.

The real Jay (or At least a part of him), hidden deep inside his own Brain. living in denial of himself and being incomplete as his Whole Soul and memory was split into 5 different pieces representing his Repressed Thoughts.

Black as ink with a texture of tar, This Jay Is barely humanlike. Shutting himself out from anyone or anything trying to interact with him preferring to Wish it all away instead of Trying to fix all the issues he has caused. They say that when the Other 5 Make amends and come to terms with themselves, he will be let out of his cage like a wild animal. for better or for worse? Well there’s no clear answer for that. (Codeword for if I plan to expand this and write an actual fan fic)

Thank you for reading my hyperfixiation. while i do think this Au could never work in canon, Its very fun to think about it as jay probably has the most repressed trauma of all the ninja. plus its an Au for a reason.

[luna-rainbow]

that ask/meta about Bucky and sleeping broke my heart. I always feel sad when seeing that scene of them manhandling Bucky out of the vault and so but to know they manhandled him while he was basically dead is just sad as hell. he deserved better than a bunch of criminals doing that to him. 😔

while writing this a question came to my mind: what do you think are all the things attached to his body in that opening scene of civil war? I always thought the mask was oxygen but if he was basically dead then he didn't need oxygen, right? plus he's not wearing a mask in other times when we saw him being put under cryo, so what was that for? and the things around his chest??

Thanks for the ask! Cryo is not at all within the realm of my knowledge because there’s complicated physics involved 😂 And to be fair, I think this is classic movie science where the creators themselves have done very little research into how cryo is achieved.

This article provides a good run-down of the theory behind cryopreservation, but it’s from 2008 and technology and our understanding of cell metabolism is likely different now.

To summarise:

The subject needs to be cooled to -120C to be held in cryostasis. At these temperatures, chemical reactions are so slow that the cells can stay stable for centuries.

Blood is removed before the subject has been cooled below 0C and vitrification mixtures are injected into the subject to prevent ice crystal formation. This mixture is toxic, so has to be tightly controlled for the temperature it is given.

Another factor to control for is reperfusion injury upon warming and re-infusing the subject with blood.

Other interesting facts noted in that article is that humans have been cooled to 16-24C with cardiac arrest of more than an hour, then reawakened without neurological damage, which is impressive given brain damage is said to occur within minutes of cardiac arrest at normal body temperature.

Importantly though, the article doesn’t seem to mention any cases where an entire mammal has been successfully resurrected from cryo, much less multiple rounds of freeze-thaw cycles that Bucky had to go through. A lot of what it discusses in theory is on the basis of maximising the preservation of brain tissue, while sacrificing other organs to potential damage (I think the article said something along the lines of “in the future stem cell technology would take care of all those damaged organs!” which…isn’t going to help poor Buck out)

What I can’t find with my (very limited) reading is how the blood is stored after it is replaced. Presumably it is also cryopreserved separately? Because transfusing someone else’s blood into the subject’s body will cause huge issues. The other major difference between current data and Bucky’s situation is that current cryo methods are for the preservation of recently deceased bodies, while Bucky is still alive when he is placed into cryo.

So uh, assuming Bucky’s cryo is anything based in current real world science, he’s likely to have attachments for: heart monitoring and defibrillation, airway support and oxygen supply, large bore intravenous lines for rapid blood removal and replacement which would also help control the cooling/warming, some sort of real time monitoring of acid-base and electrolyte and oxygenation levels and replacement, and maybe some sort of EEG to monitor brainwaves. The blue glowing buttons are kiiiinda in the right place for heart monitor if we’re assuming a 3-lead system and the other one is hidden on his right side.

Keep in mind, this is not taking into account any magic effect the serum might have, ie maybe cryosuspension and revitalisation is only possible because of the serum, and maybe crystallisation isn’t an issue because of the serum.

And this is going to be TMI but I wonder what the effect of intestinal contents would be on cryo. Limiting his intestinal contents is partly the reason why I feel like Bucky likely didn’t have a lot of chance to eat real food, and likely got most of his nutrition as some sort of prescribed nutrition mix that would give him the energy hit he needs for the mission. Assuming that his gut will go into hibernation mode with cryo and probably won’t digest properly at least for a few days (much longer if he were a normal human), I suspect they’ll go for IV nutrition if they need him functional quickly. (* This won’t be one of his lines during cryo obviously cos he won’t need the support)

So yeah, all those fics about Bucky exploring oral textures and tastes of foods as a part of his recovery has a special place in my heart.

[bandaged-writer]

I saw your post for Drabble ideas: what about a drunk confession from Chuuya? I feel like he’d be really open about his feelings unlike when he’s sober because he doesn’t wanna get you involved in his mafia shenanigans so he’s been keeping his pining on the down-low. I just wanna give this man a lil kith on the forehead 😔

"mafia shenanigans" and his shenanigans are killing people 😭

739 words ; fluff

alcohol consumption, fem reader

It was liquor that warmed your throat, but it was Chuuya who warmed your heart.

An empty bottle of wine stood on his wooden desk, the glass half empty and held by skilled, gloved fingers, swishing the burgundy liquid around. Through the large window of his office, orange rays dipped Chuuya’s face in soft hues - or maybe it was the alcohol leaving behind a rosy shade upon his cheeks. If you were to guess, you’d say it was the latter.

You rested your cheek on your palm, a smile tugging at your lips as Chuuya turned into the chatterbox he secretly was. He talked about his argument with Kouyou, his distaste towards his paperwork made a comment about Mori that almost caused you to snort wine out of your nose.

Although you didn’t know who these people were, you found his stories always most amusing.

“There’s one more thing I gotta tell you about,” Chuuya slurred his words and looked at you like you had put the stars in the sky. “But you can’t tell [Name].”

A deadpan expression rested upon your face. You had to refrain from rolling your eyes. He was lucky he was cute. “Yeah, I promise.”

Chuuya sighed like the weight of the world rested on his shoulders and put his glass of wine on the desk. Mindlessly, he traced his finger along the glass’s edge like he was lost in a hopeless daydream. “Whenever I see [Name], I’m tellin’ ya..,” he trails off, a pause. “My heart always skips a beat and I can’t form a damn thought. I think.."

“I think she hexed me!”

Heat rose to your cheeks and suddenly the room felt warmer than it did before. You already knew that Chuuya was acting a little..funny whenever you were around, but didn’t expect him to feel that way towards you. After all, all you two were merely..drinking buddies.

Two strangers who had happened to have met in a bar, sharing a drink, a conversation and phone numbers to stay in contact. Nothing could’ve prepared you for late night calls, his warmth seeping through the leather of his gloves or the brutal honesty Chuuya presented either at 2 am or when he was so hammered that he couldn’t even recognize you.

Oh, he had skillfully wormed his way into your heart with a temperament that only Chuuya possessed.

“Hexed you? Are you sure you’re not developing feelings?,” you questioned like he wasn’t talking to his number one problem that kept him up at night.

“Pfft, I cannot have feelings!” Chuuya waved his arm through the air, leaned his head back into his leather chair and mumbled away. “I’m totally not thinking of her beautiful face or the softness of her hair! I don’t even like her stupidly adorable smile! Totally not!”

Ignorance was bliss, or so they said.

Taking a sip of wine, you stared into the depths of the glass and hummed. “Why not? It’s normal to have feelings for someone you like like.”

“What are you? Stupid?,” Chuuya groaned, still obvious that it was you who he was pouring his heart out to. “If she ever finds out that I’m with the Mafia, she would..”

The following few words went in one ear and out the other. All you could hear was the sound of wine being poured, your own heartbeat falling a step behind and the white noise in your lungs. Seconds ticked by, yet time seemed to have come to an abrupt halt.

Chuuya? In the Mafia?

It explained so many things. His way of fighting, the air of authority around him and the way he handles things on his own. Everything clicked like a long-lost puzzle piece and completed the big picture that was Chuuya Nakahara.

Yet..did it matter what he did for a living? Certainly, he had his reasons for joining an organization which you had believed was nothing but an urban myth, a fancy story among teens whenever there was an inexplicable murder.

Finally, air filled your lungs and the voice that you believed to be lost returned. “I think you should tell her, regardless. The answer might surprise you.”

A beat of silence filled the air as Chuuya stared at you.

“..Maybe you’re right. I’m so lucky to have you, Kouyou.”

The only thing you were certain of was that this man would suffer from a major hangover the following morning.

send me your thoughts/thirsts for a drabble lol <3

[lefthandedhotch]

linnnn <3333 hello <333 it's still Warm outside but it is a cold fall in my heart🥺💔 and i baked today and made bread🥰🥰🥰 it's very good and will most definitely Not last the rest of the week🤭🤭🤭 all i can think about is baking with jack and aaronnnnn <3333 jack getting little flour handprints Every Where!!!!!!!! aaron sneaking a taste of the batter when you turn away and you playfully scolding him because of the raw egg in the mix🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭 UGH <333333 i luv them :(

thinking about single mom neighbor reader and this is your first fall being aaron's neighbor and it's so cozy because he and jack invite you and your little girl over almost every day to do many fall activities <3 aaron starts taking tupperware full of baked goods to work to share with not only the team but anyone who stops at the kitchenette on the sixth floor🤭 because you and jack and your little girl cant help but make so many yummy snacks!!!🤭🤭🤭 aaron loves coming home to his once lonely apartment and immediately being greeted with giggles and chatter and wonderful scents instead of silence🥺🥺🥺🥺 he makes his way to his kitchen which would always sit so clean and tidy and he welcomes the mess of flour and sugar and chocolate chips scattered all over the counters because then he's greeted with two little bug wrapping themselves around his legs and Spewing!!!! out alllllll of their thoughts to him while you look over and hide your giggles behind your hand as they talk over each other :'))) aaron bends down and greets them both before making his way over to you to say hello (you two arent dating (yet👀) so your greetings to each other are always soooo shy and silly🤭) with a hug that last sooo long but not long enough😔 while the goodies bake in the oven, the kids run to jack's room to play while aaron helps you clean up (you always apologize for leaving a mess, but he always tells you it's not an issue :') <3) while waiting, aaron pours you a drink and you two share the wine glass while he tells you about his day <3 when he mentions that it got better when he came home to see you and your daughter with jack, you playfully ask if there's anything else you can do to make it Even Better and he nods and leans in for a sweettttt kiss <3 you enthusiatically kiss back because you've wanted this for soooo long and he snorts after you two pull away and asks "cookie dough?" and you get all flustered because he caught you🤭 sneaking a bit of cookie dough even though you've told him to not do that!!!!🤭🤭🤭🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 jack and your little girl come back, jack babbling to you about his little drawings while your little girl asks aaron to pick her up because "i missed you, mister aawon🥺💞" he holds her so close and tells her he missed her too you get all :') because this is all you couldve ever asked for!!!!!!! a sweet little blended family of love and happiness and warmth <33

also ily linny :3 mwah💞💞

hiiiiiiii my jess-jess ilysmmmmm MWAH! 🤭🤭🤭💕💕💕 EEEEEK i’m glad your bread turned out so yummy!!!! it’s chilly cold fall in my heart too🥰🥰🥰 plsssssss the baking boys 🥺🥺🥺🥺 they’re so silly :(( i luv them :((

aaron is stuck in Booooooring budget meetings all day long :/ and on a regular day he just suffers in silence listening to stuffy higher ups in the bureau explain Why his team needs Less money (despite aaron’s very organized arguments that they need More money 😔) but between two of the last of his very boring meetings near the end of the day, he gets a text from you with a picture of the kiddos rolling out cookie dough at his kitchen table with the caption “professional bakers at work 🤭☺️” and as he sits through his last meeting he’s Positive that time has absolutely never ever gone this slow 😔💔💔💔💔 now that he knows he’s gonna come home to laughter and silliness and fun and the sweet scent of your yummy baked goods filling the air, it’s nearly impossible for him to get through this meeting 😩😩😩 but!!!!! he makes it through!!!!! and escapes before any of the stuffy higher ups can corner him to talk about whatever little things they need to discuss so he can get home as quick as possible!! the little bugs are sooooooooo excited when they hear aaron’s key in the lock when he gets home and you get those little butterflies that always seem to linger when aaron’s around as he steps into the room with two bugs running around his legs and that sweet grin on his lips 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭 that evening, while the kiddos are snoozing on the couch after movie night on a sugar crash from all the yummy cookies they snacked on 🤭 you and aaron press sooooooooo close into each other on the balcony, whispering and kissing and making plans to go on your first Official date that weekend (while jack and your lil girl go for a play date at willifer’s house with henry 🥰) and when you kiss aarons cheek so so softly and whisper “i really really like you, aaron 🥺💕💕💕” he feels his heart thud so hard because he’s just so so damn happy to have this life with you and the little family you guys are making together 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

[ofallthingsnasty]

oh no Im into feederism and those lines of crocodile is making me go FGHRDTJDGRFHRTHD especially if its forced feederism 🤤

It will be in my mind 24/7 since I love crocodile so much and THIS is just perfect,,,

references this post

Not going to lie "But, I suppose there's no harm in fattening you up some more first" was the reason I had to share the screenshots on here... Excuse me, Sir? Could you be any more on the nose? Jeez 😵‍💫 I'm not really into feederism but weight gain can be really cute when done gently/with condescension. I love the humiliation aspect of it; the thought of being bare and naked and insecure underneath that steely gaze like in this post... And Crocodile just hits the spot 😔

tw.weight gain (a bit of wg based humiliation), yandere, fat + fem reader, had to answer this on mobile because our connection is busted again, sorry

For me, it's just the whole package, you know? That big, serious man who organized a whole crime syndicate to topple a country and get his hand on an ancient weapon, who says he's never trusted anyone, who was mocking the people of Alabasta from the very start - that same man deserves something nice and soft and sweet, don't you think? He loves his luxuries, big and small and in-between, and you are just that; an indulgence, something soft to come home to. He doesn't need to trust you if you aren't allowed to leave, if you are his well kept little secret, a little basement wife - because you'll never get out, anyway. It's entirely selfish and it makes him a bit vulnerable, yes, but that man thinks he can't fail. His ego is somewhere up among the stars, and he's arrogant enough to twist your predicament around into something else entirely - that you should be grateful you get to live such a lavish life, that he has done you nothing but favors. He's mean. He's cold. And he's cruel. But he also takes a certain pride in your care - from clothes to accessories, from the entertainment he provides you with to the food you eat. It's all curated, all crafted to suit you and flatter him, to mold you into something he can enjoy even more.

And seeing you gain weight? Makes his heart sing in a way that's even darker, even more possessive.

It means you're thriving in his hands, makes your lap softer and gives him more to touch, defile and mark. And it's an opportunity. It's cute how you fluster and shake when you finally gather the courage to tell him your clothes don't fit anymore and it's even cuter when he has you try them on for him and gets to see your mortification at having to undress and squeeze and struggle in front of him, under his steely gaze. After all, those clothes were expensive - and carefully picked out, too - so let him see if what you're saying is true. He gets to take the whole show in, gets to humiliate you subtly while you're reminded of who holds the reins in this fucked up excuse of a relationship. Forget about the injustice of this and think about how you want your captor to like you or else you'll be turned into gator food. He's not going to tell you that he loves the way you've filled out, how he can rest his head on a heavier chest and lap - he holds the cards in this moment and they'll have you on your best behavior.

It's about humiliation and keeping you small and about making you feel like he needs to like you. It's a game, one with a purpose; to make you more pliant, eager and more dependent than you already are. That man has layers and he can play his tricks like few others can - and he'll make sure you'll never truly glean the extent of his intentions. And affections.

[derangedanomaly]

Random thought that popped into my head as I run on my tea alone after 37 hours with no sleep (please excuse me if this is filled with typos im tired but also cant sleep)-

So we can't seem to crack how to make Nightmare fall for us, right?

Well, I've got a few ideas

1: So he wants to play hard to get? Just play hard to get rid of! (Either he will find this endearing or you'll end up getting killed (probably the second one tbh) but it's worth a shot)

2: Get close to the people he cares about (even if he doesn't admit caring about them). I don't mean super close, but become good friends with all if them! If you're closer to his loved ones, then hhe may be more comfortable with you.

3: Find out what he likes but doesn't have / can't get for some reason and just... leave them around for him. Put them in little boxes n stuff (just make sure Blade doesn't steal him bc I feel like he would-) and give zero explanation as to why. Like-

NM: "[Y/N] why is the an antique cursed record I've been trying to get my hands on for years suddenly on my desk" You: "Oh yeah that was me" NM: "How did you even get this??" You: "Don't worry about it-"

3.5: pull a blade / A [I think that's what they're called, based off of Cricket's comments] and gift him the organs of his enemies preserved in jars

4: Be like really frickin flirty but pretend you don't even know you're doing it- like Chaos did! (Pls tell me yall remember that too)

*just hanging out in the library or somethinh* You: *drops the most insane, down-bad comment of all time but words it in a way so it sounds normal at first* NM: "....e-excuse me?" You: *with feigned innocence* Did I say something wrong?

5: flirt with him over time, but make it a gradual shift- like at first it's just the frequent little compliments on a lot of the things he does, until you eventually get to actual flirting- [maybe even the down bad stuff eventually 👀]

6: flirt with him, but be like... all formal about it. Idk how to explain it

7: write poetry. GOOD poetry. Then over time, slowly add more romance to your poems to get him build up. Then start mixing in his name every once in a while - not necessarily for the romance poems, just make sure he's referenced or something. Then get more into writing love poems about Nightmare himself.

Okay that is all goodbye, I shall retreat with my boba back into my hidey hole 🧋

— 🦗

You'd die a horrible HORRIBLE death 😭✋

The only thing you achieve with him is that he'll.... "Tolerate" you. 💀

Ok- this might work, if you play your cards right.

You're double dead 💀

He'd get wary of you.. "why are you complimenting him so much??" I mean... He expects compliments, of course, but not this frequently.

Ok- this might work too. But again, you have to know like- old English 😔✋

He's not phased. Of course he expects you to write poems about him. 🙄

Bitch has a GIANT god complex 😭✋

But good ideas lol.

[ladyryukyo]

Hello, I hope work is going ok

Haha, I also hope this is somewhat coherent, but I am very bad at assembling my thoughts into something that resembles a narative, but here are some thoughts that has been carouseling my mind:

Recently, I have been thinking abou beyblade fantasy AU's: A grant adventure, a world fractured into many fighting factions (some human, some elven, some with magic powers and so on), soon to be overshadowed by The Great Dark Lord Nemesis™️

The legendary bladers are propheciesed to save the world, and as of now most of them traveling together on some great mission to raise an army to defeat Nemesis or smth (everyone except Ryuga? Have a very hard time imagining him going anywhere with anyone). However the legendary bladers are NOT a cohesive unit, they are from different factions and have a hard time trusting each other 😔 </3

Along with this, I've been thinking a lot about armor: how to make it functional and actually protective, while still evoking the feel of the bladers original outfit... (ok actually I've mostly I have been thinking about how to make armor, that looks like a crop top with a big billowy coat for Kyoya, but at the same time actually protect his vital organs)

My solution for now is probably layering some chain mail under some cut up shirts, but then I ran into my second problem: that much armor is heavy, noisy and warm (since you'd also need layers beneath the chain mail), would an adventurer even wear that much armor on a day to day basis?... So now I am trying to come with a way to balance that out... (Actually after writing it down tho, Kyoya specifically would absolutely see wearing heavy armor as a great training exercise...)

Also bc Kyoya gets special treatment as my favorite character, and I think he could use more "great-destiny-I-didn't-pick-and-thus-don't-want" issues: Mayhap his mother is the heiress to one faction, but she was driven away by an usurper, who is now out to kill her and her descendents? (No scars from *accidently* falling windows in this AU)... (Also maybe the usurper is paying Chris to take care of her descendents?)

Aaaahhh anyways thanks for reading all of my ramblings <3

henning i can always count on you tysm for sharing your ramblings w me <33

fantasy au my beloved!! the idea of the legendary bladers roaming around the lands and trying to rally an army while constantly bickering with each other is so funny. i have to agree that ryuga probably wouldn't travel with them but! imagine the kenta & ryuga interactions in this scenario :(( kenta tries to learn magic from ryuga who is so so good at it but unwilling (and without the patience lbh) to teach. kenta just stares at him really hard and tries to learn by observing ryuga do impossible feats of magic. ryuga acts annoyed but he also loves the attention lol

plsss kyoya in fantasy armor is simply amazing and badass. id love to see it. i know its impractical but i do imagine him in a chainmail crop top or something similarly unnecessary but stylish. anything for the glam. could also imagine some kind of corset top-like leather armor? i think leather armor would be the go-to for adventurers anyway.

kyoya is the perfect protagonist for a "refusal of the call" trope lmao. it would be a "fuck this, im gonna do my own thing" situation with him. every. time. "i don't care that you're a god or fate or whatever and you can't tell me what to do."

d-did you just make kyoya/chris possible in this au?? FJFDHSSJS maybe it's just my permanent brainrot for this ship but! chris keeps failing to assassinate kyoya but he's come close a couple of times and also kyoya's scars being a result of one of chris' assassination attempts and also they know each other by now after all this time and they probably keep bickering while trying to kill each other which is so unprofessional but it's almost like they're friends and do they really actually truly want to harm each other at all at this point?

... im blaming you for this tangent lol thank you henning i truly appreciate this <3 love you

[greythroat]

May I ask you to share any Mephisto-related thoughts you have?

Bold of you to assume I have thoughts that aren’t related to him

I not only don’t care about his evil actions and vile personality, they are why I like him. I don’t care if people hate him, it pisses me off when people LIE about him. Now you all know my feelings about this already 💀 so I’ll stay quiet… mostly

So we all agree his voice actor did an amazing job right?? But I can’t find the CN voiced version of the anime so I can’t listen to that one 😔 I need a link

LOOK AT HIM‼️ I laugh at his face in every anime scene he’s in they are prime reaction image material

I didn’t put a cut on purpose so you have to see him and scroll through all this

Okay anime thoughts over the exclusion of him calling Talulah his sister in EN was a microaggression 💔 My feelings about this duo are also known so I’ll reveal that I am working on an analysis of their relationship covering the whole story

I am for hcing characters without shark teeth as having shark teeth (Mephisto and Furina). Not the little side fang the entire mouth

Another silly headcanon he would turn red so fast in hot sun and the Reunion randoms peanut gallery would laugh at him behind his back

His beta design clearly has some relationship to FrostNova’s design and I’ll die on this conspiracy theory

Random Mephisto moments not related to the story that haunt me: the UwU cat, this cat plushie photo, this AS moment, Liduke saying “gay is on my side” about him and Faust, Lowlight buying a print of that Liduke fanart

He’s fucking ugly 💀 Not a hc, just a fact and if you disagree you should be ashamed 💀

Fun fact: Mephisto and Faust’s birthdays are 2 days apart and their heights (at least the original ones, it might have changed) are 2 cm apart

And no for once I didn’t send this ask to myself 😌 all the ones where I don’t confess to it are organic asks

Obligatory fanfic plug:

^ I got fanart for this one 🥰

Future Mephisto fanfics:

Working on a fanfic that I consider the ultimate betrayal because Amiya and Mephisto aren’t completely awful to each other in it. If you don’t know, I derive great amusement from their dynamic as enemies. Normal people AU but I can’t ever stop myself from writing Mephisto as annoying and mean because he is too emotionally immature and lacking in morals to just play nice. At this point every character I write acting rude and self centered to each other just happens on its own.

As for fanfics where they are just awful to each other, I feel kinda bad for abandoning my long fic and I will come back to it after finishing the above one. It was made when I was starting to write fanfics and I didn’t know how to tell the story I envisioned. So it became impossible to continue as it was. I have most of a new chapter hidden away, but I honestly want to restructure the whole thing and tell a tighter story.

I have a WIP sequel for Halo Effect linked above that is even more angsty and tragic.

[your-littlesecret]

✄ DVD BONUS: pick a fic and I’ll describe or write a deleted scene - for the CEO fic pls 💜

hello dalring!! thank you so much for sending me an ask 💕💕 i promise I didn't forget about those, I was just having a too hectic time to stop and use my brain 😔

so, I couldn't write a whole extra scene yet but I have a few words down and I'll tell you about it. it goes like this:

Pierre quite liked the fact that  everything in their relationship happened naturally and without a big display of it.

Charles has been doing better. His therapy seems to be working and he’s slowly gaining back the weight he lost and he looks happy even if there are still difficult days. Pierre is so proud of him and he makes sure to say and show it to him at every possible opportunity.

They hadn’t really talked much about the next step, but both of them know it’s coming. Pierre would never want to impose or make any ultimatums to Charles so he won’t say anything, will respect Charles’ need for more time and space to organize his thoughts.

Charles asking pierre to officially move in: they are in the bathtub together, Charles is lying on Pierre's chest and suddenly he turns around, water sloshing on the floor. he simply looks at pierre and asks 'will you move in with me already? you don't even go to your apartment anymore...' and pierre starts laughing because yeah, that's a very Charles way to ask his boyfriend to come live with him. Charles is also laughing and slightly pouting and pierre will kiss him senseless before saying 'yes, I will finally move in with you'.

--

pierre proposes to charles, just like when they started dating, on a random day they are just existing with each other at home. he's lying on the sofa while watching and listening to Charles playing the piano and when Charles is done and walks to him, pierre stands up, goes to his side of the closet and gets the small red box from the third drawer on the second row because he knows that's the one drawer Charles never opens because that's where pierre keeps all his documents and Charles thinks that's a too important drawer to keep opening for nothing so he never does.

he goes back to the living room and stands in front of Charles, showing him the box. Charles widens his eyes immediately and pierre says 'I thought about making a big fuss about it, you know: dinner, flowers, maybe even a limo. but I just don't think that's very us, but this is. so I wanted to ask you if you would like to marry me on this random winter afternoon because sometimes I feel like I love you too much to keep it only for myself' and Charles pulls him down for a kiss (while he cries, of course) before pierre can even finish.

--

they have always said they wanted kids and pierre never really believed there was such a thing as 'right moment' but he knows this is the right moment for them.

Sarah is playing on the park and Charles is resting his head on Pierre's shoulder when he simply asks 'when can we have one?'

Pierre is used to it because Charles asks every time they are in the park and pierre always just laughs about it. except today he shrugs with a very much fake nonchalance and says 'whenever you want'.

Charles thinks he is joking so he says 'I want one now' and he laughs, but pierre doesn't. when Charles looks up at him, his face is very peaceful and Charles realises that oh, he's not joking.

that is their first talk and coincidentally, one of Charles' school friends has a sister who works with pregnant women and there's this one girl that wants to put the baby up for adoption.

he tells pierre and they fill in the paperwork and they attend to ultrasound appointments and it only hits him, again, on a random day when they are lying in bed together and he starts crying desperately and pierre is so confused and concerned and when Charles manages to take a full breath he just says 'we're having a baby' and pierre laughs loudly while hugging him and kissing his head.

so. yeah, they get their happily ever after and they are so happy about their relationship and god I love them so much 💕💕