#also this is just a small headcannon cause I already know he was a voice actor buuuut

[the-wizards-fandom-library]

Look! A weirdo!

Slowly getting better at digital art…Have a Zazz doodle for those hard times in yer life

[southparktegreity]

gen. dating headcannons + short story [ SOUTH PARK X READER ]

[ kyle broflovski x reader ]

[ kenny mccormick x reader ]

[ leopold 'butters' stotch x reader ]

gender : neutral cws : minor nsfw (kennys part) ! requested : yes (@h3artilly ! thank you for the request pookie! I THOUGHT THE STAN SAID KENNY LMFAOOO dw ill write u a stan one too <3)

NOTICE : these characters are aged up, and intended to be 19/20+!

a/n : my requests are open !!! (please request if you have anything you’d like to see me write!)

kyle :

asked stan for advice while asking you out, though stan's advice was something along the lines of "good luck bud" since the chances are, kyle already knows what he needs to do - he just needs to gain the courage to actually do it. i feel like he'd ask you to study over at his house and then would attempt to make a move on you, while you guys are taking a break he'll throw his arm around you. i definitely think he'll be a bit stiff at first, but once you lean into him, he starts to relax.

for dates, i feel like he'd definitely be into studying with you, but i don't think he'd consider that a date - more like you're just motivation for him to keep going and vise versa. so i think realistically he'd take you on a date anywhere you wanted to go! i definitely think he's not a fan of movie dates though, since he wants to be watching and talking to you, not a movie. he would also totally take you to casabonita, and would specifically make sure cartman isn't there on the reservation sheet just so nobody could get in your guys way. he'd take you all over the resturant, showing you the little arcade area, (he is definitely going to try and show off his basketball skills on that one basketball game).

kyle is definitely a lot more possessive than i would've initially thought. i feel like he (unintentionally) probably is very territorial with you. if a guy hits on you i feel like he'll definitely come over and throw his arm around you, you know making casual small talk, but his face would be pretty red from anger so needless to say the other guy probably would take the hint. i also think he'd probably express his anger later in the night by 'marking' you (with hickies), again very territorial.

big spoon. i repeat. big spoon. aside from that though, he wants to softly kiss your face and your neck, his arms around your hips and facing you. he wants to worship you! of course, when he's upset or doesn't have the energy to be the big spoon he'd ask if you could do it for sure. i feel like he also loves little gentle kisses across his face. i can definitely imagine him loving the lipstick trend. he also probably loves it if you play with his hair (just as long as you don't mess it up too much).

i feel like he's definitely more into the sort of 'classic' pet names, think like "sweetheart" or "darling". i feel like he'd really like the more elegant ones. he'd want you to feel like the queen to his king, worshipping you all the way.

"Y/n, could you be the big spoon this time?" Kyle looked at you, then down away from you as if he was embarrassed by his emotions and his wants.

"Do you even have to ask?" You spoke with a genuine smile, adjusting yourself so you were above him, wrapping your arms around his waist as he turned over with you. You couldn't help but place a few kisses on his neck as he turned over, gently tickling him as it caused him to let out a laugh.

"Y/nnn... stop that darling it tickleess..." He spoke unserious, his voice seeping with little giggles.

✧─── 《☆》 ───✧

kenny :

once he recognized how he felt about you, i feel like he was probably nervous but straightforward. i get the impression kenny wouldn't want to beat around the bush or make you uncomfortable if you didn't know the way he was thinking about you. i think he'd probably pick some flowers for you, and get some advice from karen as to what he should say to make it seem like he really cares and isn't just flirting with you for fun.

he'll definitely do his best to work as hard as possible, taking overtime hours to treat you. he wants to take you out to a nice dinner, candlelit with spaghetti - all the works. however, upon realizing he doesn't have enough money to treat you out somewhere expensive - he goes ahead and asks his sister for advice. they both decide they'll work on making a nice homemade spaghetti, and karen will dress up as a fancy waiter to serve you. it'll be candle lit (mostly so you can't see how his house is in ruins) and they'll both do their best to make it a magical first date as you deserve !!!

kenny definitely gets jealous, especially knowing how guys are (from experience of course (he's the type of guy he'd be wary of)). he's definitely the type to throw his arm around you whenever some man is flirting with you, and he'll probably go as far to borderline make out with you in front of him if he isn't taking the hint. though he definitely wouldn't do all of this if you weren't into it, i think he just likes to make a bit of a show out of the guy who's hitting on you.

definitely prefers to be the larger spoon when spooning, but i think his favorite way of cuddling his probably putting his head on your chest, and his arms around your waist. his spooning style reminds me of that one clip of the guy saying "titty in hand, dick hard on the butt ..." or smth like that - could also totally see him trying to make a tiktok with you using that clip (regardless of gender) ;)

definitely calls you sickeningly sweet pet names as a joke to tease you, like "how's my cutie pie buttercup doing today?" with a cheeky smirk as you probably look back at him in annoyance since you guys are in public. i think he probably says it so much that it slowly becomes unironic and he seriously starts calling you that.

You could feel Kenny squirming around behind you, his phone in hand - trying to get all the right angles. You looked over your shoulder trying to see what he was doing.

"Ken, why are you moving around?"

Kenny looked at you, then proceeded to start playing an audio "how to spoon : titty in my hand, dick hard on butt, kiss ya neck".

"...If you wanted someone to teach you how to spoon, you should've just asked me." You spoke with a smile, before taking his free hand and putting it on your chest.

Kenny felt like he could melt in that moment, his hands melting into yours and his body practically turning into mush.

✧─── 《☆》 ───✧

butters :

he definitely asked kenny for help and advice. i feel like kenny would probably tell butters to just go for it! kenny would definitely help him pick out a nice outfit for when he asks you out, meanwhile butters is getting you a huge bouquet of flowers and some chocolates for you. he'd probably mention in there that he didn't want to go too crazy with everything but he really does want to give you the world. i also feel like cartman would probably get wind of this and tell butters to do a public confession, because cartman thinks you don't like butters. but the look on cartmans face when you tell butters you'd love to go out with him... priceless. but so is butters! he'd run up to you and give you a huge hug and tell you that he'll pick you up at 7 at your house.

i feel like butters would probably want to do a picnic date. he definitely came prepared with tons of food and all different types since he doesn't know which is your favorite. he'll stay with you and eventually walk you home - but he ended up not getting home fast enough and got grounded. in return you'd end up taking him to a hello kitty café! though only after his grounding. i can definitely imagine you and him doing super secret facetime dates when he's grounded where you guys play videogames or like a board game on call. he'd love it if you snuck in while he was grounded, but he's SO nervous about getting caught or having his parents be on bad terms with you so it definitely wouldn't be all the time.

i feel like if someone tried to hit on you he wouldn't really know what to do, but he also has enough trust in you to be able to handle them yourself. it's not that he doesn't care, but more like he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable by stepping in if you can handle it ! though if it ever got too far and you looked like you couldn't, he'd probably put on his big boy pants and tell the guy to get outta there !!

i get the impression he would want to be on the same level as you. i think he'd want to be able to look you in the eyes while cuddling - or doing anything for that matter. part of it is because he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable but also because he thinks your eyes are beautiful and wants to stare at your face. he'd most likely want to face you, and pull your waist towards him sliding his hand on your back. though he'd do it carefully and gently, treating you like a gentle flower that could move away anytime you wanted.

definitely calls you the most random and/or corniest pet names ever, think like "heya cutie-patootie-razarooie!". this definitely causes people to give you weird looks but i think it's part of his charm, and i'm sure you do too.

“Well heya there schnookums!” Your boyfriend Butters walks over to you just as the new kid was asking for your number. “Were ya in the middle of somethin’ with your pal here?” He spoke with a bit of envy leaking from his voice.

You shook your head, throwing an arm around Butters waist and looking back at the new kid. “Sorry.. I have to go on a date with my boyfriend.”

The new kid watched this go down, shrugging and walking away, leaving you and your boyfriend alone.

“Jee wizz, y/n. You’re really somethin’ else, you know that?” Butters placed a kiss on your forehead, moving some of your hair out of the way before taking the hand that was on his waist and holding it gently as you two walked off together.

✧─── 《☆》 ───✧

[shotoyami]

Non-conformity

word count: 1.1k

pairing: Scott Sumers + male reader

warnings: none for this one! (unless gay panic is something that needs to be warned?)

genre: fluff

notes: Scott Summers is a bisexual man, that is my own personal headcannon. you cannot tell me that there wasn’t any tension at all between him, Jean, and Logan. I love my silly gay man, he’s just a little cutie patootie. please enjoy this first post of mine here, and I’m starting on my ask/requests as soon as this is posted! <3

additional note, I’ve already edited this post, so please let me know if I missed anything at all!

Scott has always been comfortable with his sexuality. There’s nothing to question, you know? He’s got it all, a pretty girlfriend (who’s becoming questionably close with Logan as of late, but there’s no need to be all possessive. He trusts her), good friends who support him in everything he does, a mentor who cares sincerely about him.

But then, what doesn’t he have? Well, a biological family, for starters. That was gone a long time ago, but it’s nothing to dwell on.

As of late, though, there’s just something different. Something just isn’t right. And he can’t even begin to place a finger on the exact cause of the sudden uneasiness.

Sure, it could just be Jean and her closeness with Logan (damnit Scott, you sound like an obsessive clingy boyfriend–) that’s causing this new feeling, but something tells him it just isn’t that.

No, this is completely different, and it’s so strange that it only seems to happen when–

“Good morning, Scott.” A voice cuts through his thoughts, causing Scott to glance up. There it is again, that funny feeling. He clears his throat, offering a small, sort of awkward smile toward the man in front of him. “Hey- uh…good morning, (y/n). How are you?” He cringes to himself– gosh, he sounded like such a dweeb.

The man dorkily grins back, chuckling at the brunette’s awkwardness, ��I’m alright.” He glances back toward someone behind Scott, his grin faltering. Of course, this only makes said brunette more curious, and turns to glance over his shoulder. It’s like a sinking feeling, but is it as bad of a feeling as it should be? Jean is…kissing Logan. In front of everyone. He should be furious, shouting and cursing. But something tells him to be relieved. That he’s free.

“-Scott. Hey, you alright?” He snaps out of his thoughts, looking back at the man he’d been conversing with periously. “Yeah…yeah, I’m alright. I kind of figured that was coming sooner than later.” Scott winces internally, knowing he sounded too nonchalant. What the hell is wrong with him? Why is he so happy that Jean had publicly cheated on him and technically ended their relationship all at once? He notices (y/n)’s frown, one all too familiar– it’s one of pity. “Are you sure?” All he can do is nod. What else is there he could possibly say? Normally he’d be devastated, probably sobbing in his room to himself, but this isn’t normal. This isn’t a normal case. Not when all Scott can think about is the man in front of him and how much he wants to see him without that stupid oversized sweater–

Oh. Oh.

The realization slowly dawns upon him, the feeling starting to make more sense. Is he..? No, he can’t be gay. Scott’s only ever dated women. Women love Scott, and Scott loves women. But (y/n)’s a man.

It’s making his head spin– this made no sense, he’s never had any interest in men to this point, what’s different? What changed? Does (y/n) even like men? All of the women love him, so it’s not too far fetched to assume him straight, but in this day and age, isn’t that also offensive?

“Summers.” (y/n)’s voice cuts through his thought’s yet again, the man frowning still, now with his hands on Scott’s shoulders. “Are you hearing me right now? Maybe I should just walk you back to your dorm, I get it, this is a lot.” He gestures back toward the hallway that stretches between the vast amount of dorms within Xavier’s school and Scott finds himself eager to follow.

As they walk, the pair are thrown into a comfortable silence– er, well, comfortable on the outside. It’s awkward internally for Scott, trying to find something to say. How to voice his thoughts without being creepy. “Hey, (y/n)?” The named man hums in response, solidifying the obvious fact that he’s listening, and Scott continues, “Have you ever thought about…I don’t know, sexuality?” Scott cringes at how awkward he sounds, yet again, but he’s surprised to get a thoughtful hum in return. “Yeah, sexuality is weird. People are just so open, and it’s easier to make yourself open to ideas and thoughts, but at the same time, you don’t want to be too vulnerable and end up hurt. It’s a big tug of war that’s always staked against your favor.”

That’s…a rather interesting way to put it. “What about you in particular, (y/n)?” Scott can’t help but want to know more– no, he needs to know more. “Well, the easiest way to put it would be to just call myself queer and move on with it,” he jokes, grinning playfully before sighing as his voice comes down a pitch. “But, in particular, I’d probably label myself bisexual. You know, men and women and such.” He shrugs, shoving his hands into the pockets of his sweats. “Labels suck though. It shouldn’t have to have a name or make you different, everyone just wants to love and be loved equally.”

Scott finds himself melting at the thought, to live in a world where anyone could be anything and do anything– within reason, of course– but even he knows well that it’d never happen. Take all of them being outcast a mutants, for example. “What if I’ve been gay this entire time and never even gave it a thought..?” He mumbles, questioning himself and everything he’s known thus far. “Well, there’s nothing wrong with that,” (y/n)’s response is reassuring, comforting. Scott can’t help it, he grabs (y/n)’s wrist– loosely, of course, in case it made the man uncomfortable. “...(y/n), I…I think you’re my gay awakening.” The man pauses, looking quite bewildered for a moment– to be expected though, this is all very sudden. However, he relaxes a bit afterward, a soft smile haunting his expression. “That’s not what I was expecting to hear from you at all today, Summers. Is this because of Jean, or is this legit? After all, your emotions are going to be pretty heightened after-”

Scott squeezes his hand, silently begging for (y/n) to stop reminding him, for now at least. “No, I’m serious. I guess everything with Jean just really solidified it for me. It’s not like I didn’t enjoy being with her- well, at least until that last part. But something about that never felt right, you know?”

“Is this your corny little gay confession?” (y/n) teases, though he’s being genuine, nont quite making fun of the brunette. Scott’s expression finally relaxes for the first time that day, no longer pensive or distant. 

“...yeah, I think it is.”

[mylittlesecrethaven]

I'm Making Fluff Headcannons Cause I'm Sad: Teachers

.....

I really only like Crewel and Sam so.... let's hope I can do the others justice.

.......

I'm scared I'm gonna write them like shit....

Crowley:

Trust me on this-

You ain't gonna be working a day in your fucking life

Nope

He's gonna get some other unfortunate student to do all the work for you

You won't even have to ask

Takes you on the most luxurious vacations ever

Frequently, too

You do hear a lot of "Aren't I so generous?"

And "Because I'm so kind~"

But honestly?

Towards you, he really is

Spoils you rotten

He does have this weird thing where he cries really easily when it's something to do with you

Happy or sad tears

Like, if you do something really awesome?

Tears of joy

If you get hurt?

Tears of sadness

Crewel:

Also spoils you

But on the lighter side

You'll still have to work

And do shit

But if you do well?

Well, you get a treat

In a metaphorical sense

Usually it's praise or something of the like

But if you do really well?

He might get you a gift

He's gotten you several dogs

And you've only been together a few months (or in a friendship, if you're wanting platonic)

Also loves teaching you potions and stuff

Yes, he's strict when he teaches you

But you still get your little treat after you finish the potion correctly

You're his living mannequin, btw

That sounds creepy

But it's not

He just loves putting you in all his new outfits he creates

Seriously, you're entire wardrobe is now filled with stuff he made

Trein:

He's already gotten you your own cat

And said cat is already best friends with Lucius

Also, be ready to become a history nerd

Cause he's gonna get you books

Mainly history books

And a shit ton of them

Also, I know it's a thing where student fall asleep in his class

And yes, it could be because it's boring

But it's also because he's got one of those voices

Y'know what I'm talking about

One of those voices

That you just love to listen to

When it's not about history

And he'll talk all you want

Gladly

Much more strict on you than Crewel

But it always surprises everyone when he's super soft with you

Cause he can be super super soft

Like a kitten at times

Vargas:

Dad jokes

I am a firm believer that this mans is the king of dad jokes

And he runs all of his dad jokes through you

Multiple times

And sometimes they're funny

And other times....

They're just stupid

Aside from that, he's a really serious guy

When it comes to athleticism, that is

Trust me, you'll be fit if you're around him

Exercise, even if you hate it, is something he'll make you do

But he won't push you super hard

He'll give you a small goal to reach

And once you've reached it, he'll up it

He's very easygoing for you compared to his students

He does drag you into his shenanigans more than he should

But you find them fun

And he always finds a way to make you laugh at some point during his little schenanigans

Loves making you laugh

Also loves you making him laugh

Sam:

Eccentric mans

Just has the most random stuff

And gives you the strangest gifts

Every day

But they always end up being practical at some point

You don't know how he does it

But you've always ended up using the gift at some point

Has you running the shop for him when he's gone

Doesn't even warn you about shit

He trusts you can handle anything

I mean, nothing from his shop has killed you yet

You've gotten a few scratches, but he's always apologized for them

And given you a treat for holding up the shop while he was gone

He does that anyway, but still

He has his own little ticks, I guess I could call them

They're like these strange little things he does for no reason

Like, there's a certain part of the floor he taps twice with his foot every day

There's a certain item he always has in stock even though nobody buys them

He has a thing where he winks every time he hears certain words

You don't know why he does it

He won't explain why either

But you kind of think they're cute

*pain* agugaugahgaugauagha

I fucking sucked on that for everybody but Crewel and Sam.

I tried to keep it mainly platonic, but idk.

These kinda suck.....

*sigh* fuck me fucking hell augaugahaguaga

This is my least favorite of these that I've done.

[writingforsimps]

Slight Ooc, Tighnari didn’t come home… I love him and know he’s on the standard banner! And really want him T^T but I already spent all my gems!

But basically I couldn’t observe his character through voice-over.

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Tighnari Creator Headcannons

“You want to know about Creator? …Y/N? Haypasia has been absolutely inching to met her… I would also like to ask her some questions.”

Tighnari’s a believer but he won’t shout it from a roof top. He’s calmer, more composed.

If he sees you on the street in a crowd (your always drawing a crowd) he’d simply walk away and hopes to catch you at a better time.

He finally got to speak to you because you were out in the forest. He watched you for a little while: the way the forest seemed to react to you; he found it fascinating. Poisonous plants and mushrooms seemed to avoid your touch when you reached for them!

When you yourself ignored this fact, trying to grab a particularly deadly mushroom Tighnari found even himself jumping to stop you from touching it.

He would be lecturing you for at least an hour- no a day! “Those are deadly to even touch Your Grace! proper removal will have to be done immediately- and who let the Devine creator come out unsupervised!? What would have happened if you did die!” And so on…

If he’s your favorite character… I’d latch onto him asap- because if you don’t he’ll fade to the background! Observing you from afar because he already has so many important duties!

He’s trying not to add creators babysitter to that list-

He likes being close to you- but he has so much to do, it’s not that he doesn’t want to spend every hour of his day with you, but he doesn’t have an hour of his day.

I’d just hang around him, follow Tighnari around and try not to cause trouble. He find some of your words strange ‘come home’? At one point you asked for some ‘Eiussy’..? He hopes it doesn’t mean what he thinks it does.

If he is your favorite he takes pride in it. I imagine him being very happy about the fact- he won’t gloat (too much\Barely at all), maybe just casually bring it up with cyno or someone else.

Ask to pet his ears. He can’t deny you for whatever reason! He also love how you pet them- his tail too. (I love Tighnari </3 I-T^T)

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Small semi unrelated SAGAU Headcannon:

-Hybrids/Oni have a stronger connection to you, friendship Lvl or not.(Of course- If a character is lvl 5 and above they beat the hybrid character out by a long shot. It’s just a small boost)

[starsurface]

Hii um I really like your blog I've seen a few awesome posts so um sorry I was wondering do you have any headcannons for Takeda ? I really like takeda ! Also hope you're doing well

Oh my goodness I love the Kombat Kids!!!! They're all my favorite characters, I love them so much!!!! <3 (We're gonna make Frost a Kombat Kid too, she should have been one)

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Regressor Takeda Takahashi Hcs

🏵 Regresses to about 2-7

🏵 Normally about a toddler headspace

🏵 But can go bigger or smaller depending on his day (has one of the biggest age ranges out of all his friends)

🏵 Clingy baby, constantly wants your attention

🏵 And asks a million question

🏵 What are you doing? Oh, boring big kid work? Can he help? Well why cant he help? He's smart enough!! Oh, it's really important big kid work? Well can he work beside you?

🏵 His ‘work’ is coloring, it's a tough like our here at four years old :(

🏵 Really likes coloring and making you pretty pictures :3

🏵 He's very proud of his pictures too!! (And he'll usually have you choose what he colors he uses)

🏵 If you put his pictures on the fridge, he'll get all giggly and blushy (and embarrassed when he's bigger because the entire Special Forces can see it on the fridge)

🏵 Has rarely ever regressed at work but has regressed quite often because of work

🏵 It's stressful, he's gonna do this, do that, beat this guy up, travel through a thick forest

🏵 The first time he regressed at work it was because Sonya kicked him a bit too hard and in a really mean voice told him to get up or quit

🏵 Usually it's a banter she has with the Kombat Kids, but he was already having a super stressful day and it kinda broke him :(

🏵 Don't worry, Johnny took him to the side to play and get patched up while the others got their training done, and Sonya said she was sorry

🏵 He's has a close few times where he's almost slipped during training, but usually ends up regressing during end of the day paperwork and his shifts almost done

🏵 Very much a go with the flow guy

🏵 He'll want your opinion on everything!!

🏵 What does he want for dinner? No, what do WE want for dinner? :D (he'd prefer Mac and cheese though)

🏵 Is NOT allowed to touch his weapons while small, but he wasn't the one who had the incident that established that rule

🏵 He did, however, prompt Jin on to use his bow to shoot an apple (it went incredibly poorly, thankfully no one got hurt)

🏵 Most preferred punishment is the naughty step because he feels too silly standing in the corner

🏵 (^ Will sit in a chair in the corner though, just not when its facing the corner)

🏵 Also, you've gotta be in the room when he's actively doing his punishment

🏵 And any attempt to leave the room will cause his immense stress

🏵 You know when I mention he's a clingy baby? He has a constant fear that your going to leave him too

🏵 (I think Kenshi did the best thing he knew to do at the moment, but should have kept somewhat in touch before coming back and trying to act like Dad)

🏵 On days this fear gets super bad, he'll cling to you like you'll turn into dust at any moment

🏵 Getting incredibly fussy when you have to even just leave the room

🏵 His relationship with Kenshi is . . . iffy, but not as bad as it use to be

🏵 His father figure is Hanzo, but he's grown to see Kenshi as a second fatherish or uncle like figure (close but never quite that father son bond)

🏵 Kenshi is actively trying to fix that bond, but also understands it'll never fully be there

🏵 Takeda never celebrated Father's Day until he was about 21 and when he was little, he made both Hanzo and Kenshi really messy picture drawings and those drawing have been framed and hung on their walls

🏵 Has had moments where he's clinged to Kenshi sobbing while being small, but only on really bad days

🏵 Kenshi and Hanzo are also in full support of this coping mechanism

🏵 Takeda isn't a rule breaker usually, but can lose common sense sometimes

🏵 Really the thought process of “We could bake these cookies at 350 for 6 minutes . . . Or at 700 for 2 minutes!! :D”

🏵 . . . Don't let him near a stove while small

🏵 Whenever he does break a rule, it's usually an accident and he never really means to

🏵 Borderline leash kid when he's regressed in public

🏵 Will wall off because he saw something interesting, but then wonder where you are and why your not following after a few steps

🏵 Just make sure to hold his hand, he'll be much less prone to just immediately wall off, and will instead try to drag you or tug on your sleeve excitedly

🏵 Not exactly a biter . . . But also not not a biter

🏵 He finds your reaction funny >:3

🏵 Will never bite hard though!! Only soft noms

🏵 If you really want him to stop, but I'm that one episode of Yo-Gabba-Gabba where the entire lesson is about not biting your friends, even if it seems fun

🏵 Likes TV, but likes older things (Shirai Ryu technology is outdated and has only recently got caught up)

🏵 Likes old shows like Rugrats (will play Reptuar while watching it) or Golden Girls (big or small, it's secretly a favorite of his)

🏵 Naptime with him is quite easy, you've just gotta convince him that he wants naptime

🏵 Again, very chill regressor, so if he doesn't wanna go to bed yet, just tell him that his body's getting all sleepy and it needs to go ni ni!!

🏵 Almost every single time, this explanation is good enough for him

🏵 Very rarely you'll ever have to put on a five minute timer so he can play a bit more

🏵 However, if you don't watch the time, he'll stay up playing until 2 AM

🏵 If you believe bedtime is a social construct and is silly, then y'all get to hang out until the sun rises!! :D (and pass out as soon as 6 AM hits)

🏵 Although if you gently remind him of the time, he'll get all surprised and fussy because he honestly didn't realize!!! Please don't get too upset with him, he was just playing with his dinosaurs :(

🏵 Main CGs are you or Jacqui

🏵 Will show his appreciation to you by making you pictures or other crafts

🏵 Or helping you out!! He'll put the clothes into the laundry, just tell him what buttons to press!! :D

🏵 Little lost puppy over here will follow you around everywhere while small, you don't have personal space (unless you ask for it) it's OUR personal space

🏵 Likes being babysat, although would prefer you

🏵 But that isn't fair because Cassie gives him extra candy and Jin let's him break rules

🏵 Frost has never babysat him, but she's a lot nicer around him when he's tiny

🏵 ^ However, she does take her title of Big Sissy very seriously and will secretly give Takeda stuff (candy, a new plushie, etc)

🏵 Loves any and all nicknames you give him!!!

🏵 Baby Boy, Sweet Thing, Rascal, Squirt, Little One, Sweetheart

🏵 ^ Those are just a few, but he'd melt at anything you said to him

🏵 Would giggle if you called him a brat (but you have to not actually mean it)

🏵 If you actually mean it, he'll start crying

🏵 Baby over here has some pretty big emotions

🏵 Also a very giggle baby (sleep deprived regressed Takeda can giggle for hours on end)

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Stop, I have so many more just of him, he's one of my favorites. 🥺

[thesupreme316]

darius martin x female reader. the female reader works for creative in aew and is engaged to darius and she just gave birth to their little girl brooklyn julia martin and darius as a dad is just so 🥺🥺🥺

Darius Martin as a Dad (Darius Martin x Fem!Reader):

Genre: Fluff

Summary: How I would imagine Darius as a dad

Word Count: 553

Supreme Speaks: hehe, sorry for the delay in answering but school and life's been kicking my ass to the point that I am just tired. anywhoosies, I hope @hooks-martin and everyone else enjoy this short little headcannon. I'll have more fics up by the end of this week (at least 3 more). ALSO, i hope everyone is doing well and remember you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: slightly proofread

Taglist (if you wanna be a part of it, lemme know): @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @triscillal @wwenhlimagines @sheinthatfandom @diabloguapos

Man is a cute-ass father ill tell you that

You were already moved in before you were pregnant

Before having the baby, he made sure you went to every appointment

He would get the car ready and drive it closer to the house so you wouldn’t walk far

Rubbed your feet every night and did not mind driving out at 2 am to help your cravings

Darius is very eager to learn about how he could help you and relieve some of the stress

Didn’t know what to do about a baby shower but did his best to help out

But in the end, he left it to yours and his mom

Went to parenting classes and asked his coworkers who had children what to expect and how their lives have changed

When you went into labor, JESUS CHRIST THIS MAN

He already had your bags packed two weeks in advance and did not miss a damn thing

When he was able to hold your baby girl, Brooklyn Julia Martin, he almost broke down in tears

He held her as if she could break at any moment

“She’s so small”

Never left the hospital until he was kicked out or until you were ready to leave

I feel like he is so overprotective

He’ll constantly buy things to do keep all the cabinets and doors closed, get two types of car seats and strollers

Will make sure everyone sanitizes their hands before touching baby Brooklyn Julia

Darius: Did you wash your hands?

Dante: Bro, you literally stared at me for 30 seconds while I did it

But if the baby wants to do a flip, he’ll let her do the flip damn it

“Go Brooklyn!” helps her do a flip

“Darius, sweetheart, she can’t do that -“

“She wants to be a flyer like her daddy. to Brooklyn in a baby voice Don’t listen to the mean woman.”

Does not like to make her cry

Will literally do anything and everything for Brooklyn

He’ll have matching outfits for them but not like matching matching

More like the same color scheme

Bonus points for him if he can make all of ya’ll wear the same shoes

If you don’t feel like going to do something for the baby (cause being a mother is hard), he will go do it without hesitation or fuss

Since you both work at AEW, you bring Brooklyn to work every now and then

Tony and everyone backstage loves her cause she’s so well behaved

Even though she does throw MJF’s scarf around a lot

She’ll try her best to get her little hands on things but as long as you give her that favorite toy of hers, she’s fine

The other kids of AEW wrestlers find her adorable (Birdie, Negative One, Nora, etc.)

Posts pictures of you two at least weekly on his instagram

Never shuts up about Brooklyn

“Tyler, look at this video of Brooklyn slapping her cheerios”

“Dude you already showed me this”

“Well, look again”

And then you two would get married a little over a year later, with all of your family and friends celebrating the official start of the Martin family

[midnightthelynxbat]

Venturiantale Headcannons/Bullshit

Despite the fact that most of them would take a while to explain because of my chaos. I badly want to share the stories I've made of these fuckers, and this might be a fun start. Only focusing on the P.I.E team and some of the ghosts (plus Jimmy and Gavin). Some characters won't have as much as others due to either being underdeveloped or the headcannons are already cannon or common in the Fandom (like Spooker being an anime fan and having a plushie collection). I might do more if this goes well.

Also, as a heads up- there's some mentions of nsfw scenarios like smut and moaning- just because I know some people can be uncomfortable with that. I say this as drugs and alcohol are pretty common in this Fandom, but-

Johnny Ghost:

- He's an absolute jackass to Spooker. Extremely harsh on him for even the smallest things. Despite this, Ghost actually loves Spooker. Sees him as a son. The reason he's hard on Spooker is because he sees himself in Spooker (even if he doesn't fully know why cause Jimmy).

- Jimmy is why he doesn't remember his childhood. Jimmy's creation created a barrier to block out the memories. Basically, Johnny Ghost remembers nothing, but Jimmy remembers everything.

- Ghost eats like he won't ever get food again due to childhood trauma that I will explain in another post. Even if it's something small, like a candy bar, he will scarf it down. He usually ends up choking on food because of this.

- Ghost still can't read in my stories. He can't read or write, but he's oddly skilled at drawing. He actually draws the entity examples in the books Toast writes.

- Ghost is poly and bisexual, currently in a three-way relationship with Toast and Josh. They illegitimately adopted Spooker.

- Ghost is actually related to Spooker, but he never found out until much later. To make a long story short, he was adopted by Barnacle Soup, who later had Spooker.

- Ghost loves to embarrass Toast. His favorite thing to do is have Toast read smut for him and make the poor man imitate the voices. Just fuckin-

Toast: "He moaned out a-"

Ghost: "You better fucking moan it this time."

- He drinks coffee like it's the only thing keeping him alive. At least 6 cups a day. Bastard is the type to say "sleep is for cowards" but then regret the fact he hasn't slept for 3 days straight.

Johnny Toast:

- Toast is an absolute ball of anxiety when it comes to leading the team. He constantly second guesses and doubts himself no matter how hard he tries. Despite this, he's the mother of the team. If you need some life advice, a shoulder to cry on and a snack to make you feel better, Toast is who you go to.

- In this version of them, Toast is actually the one who created the drug version of macaroni. There's normal macaroni, but Toast accidentally discovered what spices to mix to create drug-like effects. However, it can't be taken in large portions. A small dose, like a spoonful, can have the calming and mellowed effects of weed. But a whole box? You're seeing God, and he's riding a unicorn.

- Toast has two werewolf forms. They actually look the same, but what makes them different is what caused them. His werewolf form is controlled by emotion. Negative emotions will result in the violent version, which will listen to no one and will rip apart anyone that gets close. It only listens to Ghost and Josh. The other is brought on by positive emotions. It's basically a giant, overlyfriendly husky.

- Toast has to wear glasses. He has two pairs: his casual ones (they have little crystals hanging from them), his formal ones (just a thin, gray frame), and then the contact lenses he wears on missions.

- Toast eventually manages to reconnect with Gavin. However, in order to do so, Gavin ripped Toast's throat out. But unlike Gavin, Toast had the people and resources to revive properly. Gavin didn't.

- Sometimes, the werewolf form will take partial control and it comes with a chance of Toast having some dog-like qualities. From the ability to actually growl and bark, to the urge to chase something that someone threw, to begging for food. Just this 6'6 man sitting on the floor beside Ghost as Ghost eats and gives him big ol' puppy dog eyes just to get a bite. It's times like this that he's more likely to accept a head pat.

- Toast is also bi and polyamorous.

- Every now and then, he'll see Mary's spirit in his dreams and gets to talk to her. She's accepting of his choice to try and move on.

- He cut ties with his family almost completely after realizing the abuse and manipulation they were doing to him and his siblings.

Spooker:

- Spooker absolutely looks up to Ghost as both an icon and a father figure. He adores that man with every fiber of his being.

- Surprisingly, Spooker is the fastest in the entire group. Due to how often he was chosen as bait, he's now able to run at about 10 miles per hour- and that's when he isn't panicking and actually running for his life.

- He's also the youngest in the team at 19 (Toast and Ghost are both in their 40s and Colon is 20.)

- He's the only one that really tries to befriend the ghosts even if they're trying to kill him. It actually ended up with some of the ghosts either protecting him or going for the rest of the team instead.

- He tries to imitate his teammates sometimes. He'll imitate Toast's accent, Ghost's sarcasm, or Colon's style. He's not trying to mock them at all, but he tries to show his affection for their little details like this.

- Spooker is surprisingly more skilled than most people around him think. He's not strong by any means, but due to his connections to certain ghosts and people (and a P.I.E team oc), he's learned to use his smaller size against enemies.

- He is pan, but not very interested in much intimacy. He'd prefer to just cuddle and talk

Colon:

- Colon has a surprisingly stunning sense of style. He can pull off any outfit. Hoodies, flannels, suits, dresses- you name it, he can do it. He's also extremely skilled with makeup- his favorite pallete is black and blue.

- He sometimes takes up a bit of a second job as a drag performer (right now, his drag name is just the warrior name I gave him: Pooling Amber). He's extremely skilled with it and shocks everyone with how flamboyant he can be.

- He's almost terrifyingly calm. Almost nothing gets under his skin- even the end of the world wouldn't send a single chill down his spine. You know if he's upset, something is horribly wrong.

- He does practice witchcraft and the dark arts- started to learn it after the drama with Cranky (which lasts longer because of oc). He meets up with Cranky and another oc to practice and learn.

- He's probably the strongest in the team alongside Ghost. The two of them are the main ones fighting the ghosts while Spooker is bait and Toast does the research (with Ghost's help).

- He was the one to find a way to seperate Jimmy from Ghost, using a sort of potion to officially split the soul and a spell to give Jimmy a physical body. It was a gruesome scene- best described as Ghost crumbling to his knees and feeling like he's vomiting up his intestines. They're both fine.

- He is bi, but leans more towards men. He's in the same boat as Spooker and isn't really into intimacy. But he's a lot less of a talker. He likes to listen to Spooker ramble.

Jimmy:

- Jimmy's body after being separated is entirely made up of this weird, ink-like substance. He can adjust the solidity of it- allowing him to scare people by melting his face away. He's perfectly fine while doing it, but it takes him a while to rebuild the body back into a fully solid state.

- Jimmy is a cursed being. A fucking gremlin. Because of the substance his body is made of, he's able to melt his hands to climb up walls. He loves to hang upside down and smile at his victims.

- He's surprisingly not wanting to kill the team. He finds them fun and will actually visit him. Admittedly, it's not for great reasons- like he enjoys chasing Spooker around the house on all fours just to scare the poor thing.

- Jimmy and Ghost have a complicated relationship- more like siblings than anything. They both know full well they're technically the same person, and they've known about each other since Jimmy was created. While Jimmy is a bastard that ruins Ghost's life and destroys things he loved and his image, they do care for each other. They grew up together sharing the same body- but now that they're split, they have a better connection.

- Jimmy had a crush on Gavin Toast since Ghost and Toast first met. Due to Jimmy's crush and Ghost wanting to make him happy, Ghost and Gavin had a one night stand in their late teenage years. Ghost let Jimmy take over during this to let him enjoy the night since Ghost had no romantic interest in Gavin.

- When Jimmy got his own body, he took up a form with a similar appearance to their father, Timothy Casket. Whether this is intentional or accidental, I don't know yet- Ghost has more similar appearances to their mother.

- He's gay and kind of unsurprisingly more interested in intimacy than romance.

Gavin:

- He should be dead. Simple as that. The event between him and Toast resulted in him getting torn apart, but the biggest thing that was damaged/removed was Gavin's heart. Not in a "Oh, he's heartbroken" way. Toast ripped Gavin's heart from his chest. It was only thanks to Jimmy that Gavin was able to rebuild the body and repossess it.

- Gavin has to replace some of his body parts at times because they get too rotten since theres no proper blood flow to them. Just Toast going to check on Gavin to find him in the bathroom, stitching a new chin to his face. The old, rotting one just sitting on the counter.

- Gavin's fire extends beyond just his hands. He's like Peril in Wings of Fire. He's constantly burning on the inside, which also increases his body heat to the point that sitting next to him is like sitting beside a fireplace. He can use the fire anywhere along his body. Take steps and leave burning footprints, let out a sigh and a plume of smoke comes from his mouth- he doesn't even have to light a cigarette to smoke it.

- He knew about Jimmy long before the one night stand. He's not dumb. He noticed Ghost's eyes changing to red. He's seen Jimmy watching him from the next door window. He knows full well and wasn't surprised at all when Jimmy revealed himself properly.

- His powers are hereditary. He gets them from his grandfather on his mother's side (his mother isn't from royalty).

- Gavin has always been pretty open about the fact he's interested in men. It's one of the reasons his parents didn't like him at all. They wanted to keep a "perfect image" and believed Gavin was ruining it.

Maxwell:

- Surprisingly a gentle giant. Mostly around Aimee. She's the only one keeping him calm and she's the only one he trusts to show kindness to. He even gifted her a little half mask made of roses to show her his care.

- Half of his face is molten. It's just a bloody mess of molten flesh that drips off as he moves. When global of it hit the floor, it immediately fizzles away and disintegrates. Due to the fact that it was the shock of having acid poured on his face that killed him, the acid didn't get a chance to melt completely through. This is why his spirit is shown with the bloody mess.

- He was born with ghastly white pupils. Even as an infant, people were scared of him because his ice blue eyes seemed to glow in the dark. The white pupils are not from blindness.

- He still cares for the Acachalla family. Due to my insanity cursing the story, Papa is not his brother or his cousin. Maxwell is Papa and Gertrude's only biological child. And due to Papa being an extremely abusive man (this is mostly because his entire character is painfully similar to my own abusive father), the family was trapped with constant abuse. Papa blamed Maxwell for it all and forged evidence, which resulted in Maxwell getting killed. Maxwell does not blame the rest of the family.

- Maxwell accidentally killed Katrina. Gertrude fell ill for some time, and Maxwell wanted to help his mother, but no job would take him, and he needed money fast. So he hid his identity and committed crimes. He stole Katrina's purse by chance while she was out with Ghost, and the two chased him. Maxwell held Katrina hostage in a panic to keep Ghost away, but Ghost charged and made Maxwell flinch- which coaxed him to pull the trigger and shoot Katrina. This was the night Ghost was going to propose to her.

Aimee:

- She's not a stalker in any manner in the story. However, people fear her because of her height. The woman is over 7 feet tall.

- Aimee is actually the sort of ringleader behind it all. People think it would be Maxwell because of how cunning and sly he is, he can easily recruit people and ghosts to join him, but even he bows to Aimee. She's not nearly as violent as the other spirits, but she uses kindness to win over everyone.

- She died from boiling water being poured on her. Unlike Maxwell, she was not killed by the shock. She suffered through the pain until the heat tore away her face down to the bone. This is why Maxwell gave her the flower mask. She's very insecure about it and hates the fact it scares people away.

- The man who killed her was an ancestor of Ghost, hence why they look alike (I know people already came to that conclusion, but-). Aimee didn't realize there were different people when she first saw Ghost. Thus, she reacted violently and tried to kill him for "What he did to her." She later realized her mistake and tried to apologize to Ghost- but he's understandably afraid of her.

[soapygummybear]

If you’re taking request, could I maybe request this scenario for any of the Genshin men?

Little kid runs up to him shouting “Papa!”

But the kid’s actual father has passed for some time now, according to the kid’s older sibling, who went looking for them.

Highly specific, thank you and have an amazing day <3

Hello hello! Thank you for requesting! I sure can do your request! I apologize for taking a few days to write this. Finals are a pain in my ass. Luckily, finals are almost done! :)

Fandom: •Genshin Impact•

Character(s): Xiao, Zhongli, Venti, Diluc, Childe, and Albedo (all separate)!

Genre: ☁️Fluff☁️

⚠️Warnings⚠️: Mentions of family death (specifically father).

Prompt: Genshin mens reaction to your younger sibling running up to them and calling them “Papa!”

Request?: Yes! Requests are welcomed.

Reader’s Gender: Gender neutral. (Please know all my headcannons will have a gender neutral reader unless said otherwise. As this way, the headcannons are more inclusive to male, female, non-binary, and other readers. :D)

Notes: Reader is the older sibling of the young child that runs up to the Genshin men calling him dad. (S/N) stands for Sibling’s Name. Reader’s sibling is between the ages of 2-6. Mostly 2 or 3. But Albedo’s headcannon (S/N) is about 6. They also call their older sibling, “Baba.” Also a heads up, some headcannons are longer than others.

Xiao

-Xiao was patrolling Liyue. It was pretty late at night.

-He walks around, scanning each area multiple times before moving on to the next.

-He jumps down from a building, landing on the ground. Taking some time to himself, he walks around.

-“Papa!!” He hears someone yell. He quickly turns around, only to see a little child running towards him with their arms spread open.

-Xiao takes a step back, he wasn’t expecting to see a small child. When the little person reaches him, he quickly jumps up into a tree.

-He perches on a branch, staring down at the tiny human being.

-The little child reaches their arms up to him, making grabby hands. “Papa!” The young child says again.

-Xiao makes a strange face, why was there a little mortal being out so late? Were they in danger? Were they lost? Did their family get attacked by monsters?

-He debates on wether or not to run away. This child was so young, if they were even around him, his karmic debt would rub off on them, causing issues.

-But at the same time, this child was alone. There was no one in sight looking for them. And if he didn’t help this kid, what kind of Adeptus would he be? His job was to protect Liyue. And that means protecting the people of Liyue too.

-He slowly jumps down from the tree, keeping a bit of distance from the child. He crouches down, going to the child’s height.

-He tilts his head slightly, still staring at the child.

-A giggle comes from the little human. They clap their hands.

-“Where’s your family?” He asks, trying not to frighten the child. His ears perk up when he hears another voice.

-“(S/N) where are you? You’re going to worry mommy!” You look around before spotting your little sibling and the Adeptus.

-“(S/N)!” You run towards your sibling, picking them up and placing them on your hip. You turn your head, looking at the Adeptus. You bow, “I’m so sorry for disturbing you, Adeptus Xiao. My younger sibling often wanders off when I’m not paying attention to them. They try looking for my father, who has already passed.”

-“It’s fine.” He looks at your sibling and then to you, “Just don’t let it happen again. I would hate to have to save them because you didn’t keep your eyes open.”

-You nod, “Yes sir!”

-Fast Forward a few weeks or so, Xiao had been secretly watching over you.

-Of course though, your little sibling had run off again. This time, into danger.

-Picking them up, you run away from the hilichurls. Jerking to a stop, you look up a small cliff. It was the only way you were going to be able to get to safety.

-Putting your sibling’s life first, you quickly help them up. Placing your hand on their bum, you push them up.

-Almost getting to the top of the small cliff, your foot slips, making you tumble down.

-“Baba!” Your little sibling shouts, wanting to get back down to you.

-You look at the hilichurls speeding towards you before looking up at your sibling, “(S/N), run! Don’t look back, just run!”

-“Baba!” Your sibling says again. A few tears prick at your eyes, “Go! (S/N) just go!” You look up at them, a smile on your face, “Your big sibling will catch up, okay?”

-Taking your word, your little sibling runs.

-A few tears fall down your face, “I’m sorry, (S/N). You’ll be okay.” You face towards the hilichurls again. Leaning your back against the cliff, you slide down to sit.

-You smile.

-Closing your eyes, you wait for your fate.

-“You’re an idiot.” Xiao’s voice says in your ear.

-You open your eyes to see him standing in front of you, blocking you from the hilichurls. Looking to your left, you see your younger sibling next to you, burying their face into your side.

-In just a few seconds, all of the hilichurls were killed. Xiao turns around and looks at you, “What did I tell you?” He raised an eyebrow.

-“I-I’m sorry!” You quickly say, “(S/N) went out looking for dad again. Mother was busy cleaning the house while I was helping her.”

-The Adeptus sighs, “Guess I’ll be watching over you, then.”

-You blink, “What?”

-“You heard me.” He crouches in front of you, staring into your eyes, “I’ll help you protect (S/N).”

(More under the cut!)

Zhongli

-Zhongli was out having lunch with Hu Tao.

-Hu Tao was rambling about a funny little prank she did on someone.

-“And then they were like, ‘Ah!’” She giggles.

-Zhongli raises his eyebrow, he didn’t fancy pranks. But who was he to ruin someone’s fun? As long as someone was directly threatening Liyue, he was fine.

-He takes a sip of his tea, still listening to Hu Tao. Normally he was the one talking, but today the pyro user seemed to be more energetic.

-He calmly stares at her while drinking his tea. Only to stop when he feels something tugging at his pant leg.

-He looks down to see a small child clinging onto him.

-“Papa!” The child says all happily.

-The Geo Archon just stares at the child. Who’s kid was this? And where were they?

-His attention goes back to Hu Tao when he hears her snapping her fingers.

-“Did you even hear what I said?” She raises an eyebrow.

-“Ah, my apologies. I got distracted as I seem to have a young child clinging onto my leg.” He looks back under the table to see the child.

-“WHAT???” Hu Tao’s eyes go wide when she too, looks under the table to see a child. “Wh..What the heck?? Where did this little kid spawn from?”

-Zhongli shrugs, he’s oddly calm about this situation. Maybe it’s because he’s been around human children for many a millennia.

-He gently grabs the young child and sets them on his lap, “Where’s your mother?”

-The child claps their hands before giggling, “Baba!”

-Thinking the child called their mother ‘Baba’, Zhongli rephrases his question, “Where is Baba?”

-The child only giggles.

-Hu Tao looks around, “Hey wait, I think that might be my friend (Y/N)’s younger sibling.” She looks closer at the tiny child.

-“Yeah, that’s gotta be their sibling.” She smiles.

-“You know this child’s family?” Zhongli raised an eyebrow at her.

-“Well yeah, (Y/N) and I used to pull pranks on each other. But then they kinda just….disappeared. I haven’t seen them much for the past few years.” She puts her pointer finger on her chin, thinking. “On the rare occasion, I would see them going out shopping for food. They didn’t look too good, though. They seemed always tired and ready to pass out.”

-Zhongli hummed, “We should return your friend’s sibling. They’re most likely worried sick.”

-Hu Tao nods, “I know where they live. Follow me!”

-The two of them walked together, the child clinging onto Zhongli.

-“Wow, who knew kids liked you?” Hu Tao giggles.

-“(S/N)!” Your voice suddenly shouts. You run over to Zhongli and Hu Tao. “Oh my god there you are you can’t scare me like that! Mom would’ve killed me if I lost you!” You quickly take your sibling from Zhongli’s arms.

-“Hey (Y/N)! Long time no see!”

-You look to Hu Tao, “Oh hey!” You smile, bouncing your sibling on your hip.

-“Haven’t talked to you in a long time! What happened?”

-You blow a strand of hair out of your face, “Yeah uh, a lot has happened in the past few years. Dad passed and (S/B) here goes looking for him every time they have a free chance.”

-“Aw I’m sorry!” Hu Tao frowns.

-“Papa!” Your younger sibling shouts again. They make grabby arms towards Zhongli. “Parents!” They clap their hands.

-You smile, “Yes yes, parent.”

-“You’re a parent?” Zhongli looks at you.

-“No no! (S/N) and I’s mother works full time so she’s never home. I’ve had to take on the parenting role.”

-He nods, understanding what you meant.

-A smirk makes its way to Hu Tao’s face, “Hey Zhongli! You’d make a great father figure! Plus, you have many stories to tell that would be great for a child!” She silently cackles, “And the kid already is calling you Papa.”

-He stares at your baby sibling as they were still smiling and making grabby hands towards him.

-“I suppose I can try and help raise (S/N).” He looks to you, “You do look like you might need some assistance. You look very frail and tired.” He gently takes (S/N) from your arms.

-(S/N) laughs happily.

-You give a tired smile, “Thanks.”

Venti

-Venti was casually playing his harp while sitting on the ledge of the bridge.

-He strums the strings, humming a soft melody.

-Suddenly, he hears a child call out to him.

-“Papa!” The child shouts, arms raised out as they ran towards him.

-He turns around, getting off the ledge of the bridge. He crouched down to the child’s height, “Are you talking to me?” He tilts his head.

-“Papa!” They say again.

-He lets out a giggle, “I’m surprised you’d call me dad. I certainly don’t look old enough to be one.”

-The child jumps up and down, smiling.

-“Alright alright! What do you want to do?” He smiles back at the child.

-The little human twirls around and around.

-Venti smiles, he twirls his finger, causing some wind to pick up. He carefully uses the wind to pick up the child into the air.

-He grabs the child’s small hand and holds onto it while the wind lifted the kid.

-The kid laughs.

-“(S/N)!” You shout, running towards the bard and your sibling. You panic, seeing your sibling floating in the air.

-Venti carefully sets the child back down, making the wind die down.

-You grab your sibling, checking them for any injuries. Once you confirmed they weren’t hurt, you hug them. “Don’t scare me like that!”

-Venti blinks. You looked awfully young to be their mother. But what did he know?

-“Are you their parent?” The bard looks at you curiously.

-“No no! I’m their older sibling, (Y/N).”

-“Venti.” He smiles, “Can I ask why they were calling me their dad?”

-You blink, “Oh, uh, our dad passed away a few years ago. (S/N) was very young at the time. And my mother didn’t want them to see our father at his funeral. So they believe father is just out on a journey.”

-The bard nods, “I see,” He goes into a thinking position, “Are you the only one taking care of (S/N)?”

-“Yeah, our mom is still struggling about the loss of our dad. So until she’s able to heal from it, I’ve been taking care of (S/N).”

-He nods, “I’m sorry.” He gives a sympathetic smile.

-“It’s alright.” You slightly bow, “Thank you for finding (S/N)” You then take your siblings hand and walk away.

-Days went by and each day, (S/N) would run off, looking for the bard.

-And every time, they would find him. They always called him Papa.

-It got to the point where Venti would often hang out with you and (S/N).

-You thought Venti to be a good guy. Though sometimes immature, he was still great with your baby sibling.

-You two would continue to help each other raise your sibling until the time would come they could be on their own.

Diluc

-Diluc was cleaning the Dawn Winery. While it was open and there were guests, he still felt he could clean the counter of the bar area.

-He looks up when he hears the bells on the door jingle. But there was no one.

-He blinks. Did a ghost just decide to say hello?

-“Papa!” He hears a child’s voice.

-Wondering what the hell was going on, he looks over the bars counter, seeing a young child.

-Who the frick let a child in here? While children often came here with their families, it wasn’t usual seeing a child on their own.

-“Papa!” The child calls again. They raise their arms, wanting to be picked up.

-Diluc walks out from behind the counter. He crouches down to the child’s height, “What’s a little kid like you doing here? Especially on your own?”

-“Up up!” The child cheers.

-Standing up, the winery’s owner gently picks the child up.

-The child cheers, they were very happy.

-Diluc checks the child, looking for any injuries. “You seem to be well taken care of.”

-He hums, “Alright kid, I’m gonna keep you in the back room until I find out who your parents are.” He takes the child to the backroom. He looks around, trying to find something the child could play with.

-The bells on the door jingle again, in comes you, frantic and panicking.

-“Has anyone seen a little child? My baby sibling ran away when I wasn’t looking! Please has anyone seen them?” You call out to the people hanging in the winery.

-As the people shake their head or say they hadn’t seen a child, you feel your world start to fall apart.

-Diluc heard the ruckus, he gently grabs the child and brings them out, “Is this who you’re looking for?” He walks towards you with your sibling.

-He sets them down on the ground.

“(S/N)!” You run to your sibling.

-“Baba!” They shout as they run towards you.

-You scoop them up in your arms, giving them a hug like you hadn’t seen them in years.

-You look to Diluc, a smile on your face, “Thank you so much for finding (S/N). I’ve been looking for them for hours.”

-Diluc nods, “No problem. Why were they running from you, though?” He asks, suspecting you may be not taking care of the child as well. What else would cause a child to run away from someone?

-“(S/N) has been looking for our dad. He passed years ago but (S/N) doesn’t know that.”

-“I see. And what’s your name?”

-“(Y/N), a pleasure to meet you.”

-“Diluc, likewise.” He looks to (S/N), “Best you take them home. They look tired.”

-“Oh uh, yes of course. Thank you so much Diluc.” You thank him before walking out of the winery.

-Every now and then, you would see Diluc walking around. Specifically around Monstadt during the night.

-Your baby sibling also saw him. And boy did they get so happy. They would run to him calling him their dad. Even if it was late into the night.

-In the end, Diluc started to help take care of (S/N).

Childe

-Childe smirks, “Man you’re real tougher than I thought!” He says to some mages.

-He laughs as he dodges their attacks, making sure to beat the shit out of the mages.

-“Papa!”

-“What the hell?” He turns his head, eyes widening as he sees a young child.

-He quickly finishes off the mages before running over to the kid.

-“What’re you doing all the way out here?” He looks at them.

-“Papa!” The child says again. They jump up and down.

-A small smile makes its way to his face. The young kid reminded Childe of his younger siblings.

-He picks the kid up, “Let’s go find your parent, I’m sure they’re worried sick.”

-The child giggles.

-Childe walks around for about 30 minutes. He hadn’t spot anyone looking for a kid.

-Until he saw a bit of commotion in town. He quickly made his way over before seeing you frantically running around and asking if anyone had seen a child.

-“Excuse me!” Childe waves towards you, “Is this the kid you’re looking for?”

-Your eyes widen, “Yes! Oh my gods!” You run over to him. You bow, “Thank you thank you for finding my baby sibling! I’ve been looking for them for hours!”

-“It’s no problem.” He sets (S/N) down. “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but you look awfully young to be a parent.”

-“Oh no no! I’m (S/N) older sibling! Our father has passed and our mother is often busy so I have to take care of (S/N).” You look up to Childe.

-He frowns, “So you take care of your younger sibling all alone?”

-You nod.

-“That’s a lot of responsibility,” He looks at you, “I have three younger siblings and as much as I love them, I couldn’t imagine raising a kid on my own.”

-You blink. Was he insulting you or impressed?

-“W-well I’ve been doing this for years now. And our mom still provides for us. She’s just always busy and doesn’t have time to take care of (S/N).” You nervously say.

-Childe smiles, “That’s pretty impressive! You gotta have a strong mind for that!”

-You nod, “I’ll take (S/N) now.” You gently grab your siblings small hand and walk away.

-The Fatui member watches as you walk away. A small pit forming in his stomach. Through all the things he’s fought, nothing could be tougher than never seeing your mom and losing your father, only to be left taking care of a child on your own.

-A few days pass, and Childe couldn’t stop thinking about you and (S/N). He sighs as he walks around town.

-His head perks up when he hears you and your sibling. A smile comes to his face as he walks over to you.

-“Hello (S/N)!” He happily says.

-Your younger sibling excitedly smiles, “Papa!”

-He smiles back at them before looking to you, “I never caught your name?”

-“(Y/N).” you say.

-“That’s a lovely name! I’m Tartaglia, but call me Childe.”

-You nod, “Nice to meet you.”

-And from that day on, Childe was always spending his time with you and (S/N). Granted, he always made sure to spend time with his family too.

-But he introduced his younger siblings to (S/N), and now they had someone else to play with besides you.

Albedo

-Albedo doesn’t go out much. He prefers to stay in his own little area.

-Who would’ve thought the day he decides to do some errands, a little child would come running up to him.

-“Papa!” The child bounces up and down.

-He stares at the kid, “Sorry kid, I’m not your dad.” He crouches down, “But you’re very adorable.” He smiles.

-The little human giggles.

-“Now tell me, where are your parents?” He asks.

-The kid only happily smiles.

-He sighs, “I suppose I can’t leave you here.” He gently grabs the kids hand, “Let’s go look for your parents together.”

-Hours pass, Albedo hadn’t found anyone looking for a kid. The sun had set by now, and there was no way he was just gonna leave a kid.

-He sighs, “I’m going to take you back to my place. We’ll continue looking for your guardians tomorrow.” He picks the kid up.

-They happily giggle.

-Fast forward to the next day, you were running around Monstadt looking for your younger sibling. When you went looking for them yesterday, you didn’t think they would disappear.

-As you can’t find your baby sibling, you collapse to the ground. Crying your eyes out as you claw at the ground.

-You mutter apologies, assuming the worst had happened to them.

-“Excuse me.” A voice says.

-You look up, your heart stopping as you see your younger sibling.

-“(S/N)!” You shout. You quickly get up taking your sibling from Albedo’s arms into yours.

-You cry as you hug your baby sibling. “Don’t scare me like that! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry I should’ve been watching you!” You sob.

-Albedo stares at you. He found it sweet how caring you were. “Are you their parent?” He suddenly asks.

-You shake your head no, “No, I’m their older sibling.” You wipe your eyes. “Our father has passed and our mother disappeared after he died.”

-“So you raise them on your own?”

-You nod, “Yeah.” You kiss your sibling, happy to see them.

-A slight pain goes through Albedo’s chest, this poor kid.

-“(Y/N)! I had so much fun at that mans place!” Your sibling says happily.

-You freeze before looking up at Albedo, “W-what?”

-“It’s not like that. I found them yesterday and went looking for their guardian. But I couldn’t find you and it was getting late. So I let them stay at my place for a night.”

-You thank Albedo, talking a bit more before taking your leave.

-For the next few days, Albedo can’t forget about your baby sibling. They were so adorable. And he loved kids.

-So he goes out looking for you and (S/N). He looks for awhile before finding you.

-“(Y/N),” He approaches you.

-You turn to look at him while holding your sibling on your hip. A smile comes to your face, “Hey Albedo.”

-He nods, “Um, this is a bit weird, but would you and (S/N) like to hang out? I know a kid named Klee. I think (S/N) would get along with her.”

-You blink, “Um, sure?”

-Bad idea.

-Kaboom.

-Although Klee was chaotic, (S/N) liked her a lot.

-So every now and then, you, Albedo, Klee, and your sibling would get together and hang out.

-It was great.

[moonlightdreamzz]

First Date with Kakashi Hatake.

→ request: “Can you pls pls pls do some first date headcannons with how the first date with Kakashi, Shikamaru, and Gaara would be? fem!reader? Like how they feel and what they would plan?”

→ authors note: i started with kakashi and it ended up getting so long I decided to just do all of them separately!! muah! 🥰

First and foremost, let’s discuss how long it took him to even ask you out.

He had liked you — damn near loved you — for so long now, but he also felt like you were way out of his league.

I mean, you were the full package. Calculated, out of this world gorgeous, and so sweet. You also had the prettiest laugh. Your heart was so pure that he was 100% convinced that you could cure any disease and provide world peace with it if need be.

Everything about you was what he was missing, but he was also content with just being your friend — your comrade. He was kind of broken, and you didn’t deserve that. Even with all the admirers he had, he never got the hype.

It took damn near the whole village reassuring him that he was Kakashi Hatake, the hottest ninja ever, before he found the courage to finally say nine simple words to you — “Would like to go out on a date sometime?”

He didn’t want to plan too much, as he was already so nervous. Too much on the itinerary would cause his brain to overload, which meant he would likely say something stupid to you, and then you would run away and never talk to him again. He couldn’t have that.

So, he decided on Ichiraku. Good food, good vibes, and a chance to show you he wasn’t as boring as everyone tried to make him seem. He can be fun! He’s worthy of this opportunity!

Unfortunately, he spent so much time rehearsing his lines and making sure he smelt good in all the right places, that he didn’t realize that he should’ve left fifteen minutes ago.

He liked you so much, to the point where he would legitimately think about you all day. How could he mess this up before it even started? Now, he wouldn’t even have time to pick you up some flowers. He had planned everything so well, but of course he ruined it.

“I’m so sorry.” He says with sorrow written all over his face when he finally arrives. You can see the pure guilt even with his signature mask covering his face. “Today was hectic and—

“And you got lost on the path of life.” You sigh, playfully rolling your eyes before taking his hand and leading him to take a seat in the restaurant.

He chuckles, but he still feels extremely guilty. She probably thinks I’m not serious. He repeats to himself over and over again.

It’s almost as if you can read his mind—he wouldn’t be surprised if that was another talent of yours. “It’s okay, Kashi.” You speak softly, “You know that I know you, don’t you? I just got here myself.” You laugh. That beautiful laugh of yours that made butterflies grow inside of his tummy every time.

After this, he calms down a bit. For the rest of the night he works his magic on you, and he realizes the two of you have so much in common. Favorite foods, preferred training methods, love for dogs, and his favorite…an admiration of Icha Icha.

He has decided the two of you will be married after this realization, no joke.

The two of you stay at the small food spot until they have to verbally beg you to leave, and even then, you still have a few more laughs and subtle touches before deciding to let the old man close.

“I really really enjoyed tonight, Kakashi Sensei.” You mock his subordinates in an innocent voice.

He can’t help but feel every nerve in his body get weak at your little pet name for him. He was so dirty minded. He really needed to lay off the books. All he could do on the outside is chuckle nervously as his cheeks became a tinted pink.

He begins to lose himself in his thoughts again when he feels your hand grab his own. He swore he was about to melt.

This feeling; your hand in his as the two of you stroll around the leaf village — it felt so perfect. He wanted this, you, so badly. Maybe even for the rest of his life.

When the two of you finally make it to your home, and trust that the two of you walked as slow as possible, you stand awkwardly — a clear sign that you didn’t want the night to end yet, but neither of you knew of a way to stay in the others presence.

“Y/N.” Kakashi finally breaks the silence, looking everywhere but in your eyes. “Thank you. I haven’t felt so free and happy in…a really long time.”

“Me neither.” You smile, your cheeks burning from the intensity of it all. Was this really happening? Kakashi Hatake, the man who made you weak in the knees every time he was near you, standing on your porch and holding your hand after your first date? Are you dreaming?

You were doing a fine job pretending you weren’t out of your mind nervous, but you could barely breathe.

You can’t help it, and neither can he. The both of you scoot closer together before he can feel your cool breath hitting his own. It’s like he no longer has control over his body when he pulls his mask down and allows lips connect to yours while his admiration for you explodes throughout his body.

His arms wrap themselves around your waist, and your arms find themselves around his neck, the both of you pulling each other in as close as possible. Fireworks are setting off inside of both of you as your lips mold together, and you’re pulling him towards your door as his tounge slips into your mouth when he stops.

“Are you okay?” You question immediately. Your insecurities begin to take over, leaving you to wonder if you were a bad kisser, or maybe he realized that he didn’t have this much fun with you.

“I’m…I’m perfect.” He responds, pressing a gentle kiss on your lips once more. “It’s just…I really like you, Y/N. And I want to follow you inside and show you just how much, but that wouldn’t be special. And special is what you deserve because you’re beyond that description to me.”

He begins to back away, an innocent smile on his face as he pulls his mask back up. “I will prove myself worthy of you, Y/N L/N.” He proclaims, winking at you. “I have to go on a short mission tomorrow, but when I get back, can I see you again?”

“You can see me whenever you want, Kakashi Hatake.” You whisper as your eyes well up with baby tears. You had never been spoken to in such a poetic way. You could feel his genuine care for you. “Just promise me you mean what you say…you know about how much you like me? Because I like you too. I always have.”

“I promise, beautiful. See you soon.” Are his final words before he disappears, and you sit and stare at where he just stood hoping and wishing he would reappear.

When Kakashi gets home, he can’t sleep. He can’t even pick up an Icha Icha book to reread for the fiftieth time. All he can think about is how he can’t wait to see you again. Being with you feels so warm, like a blanket that just dried on the hottest day in the village. He too, played it cool infront of you like the skilled shinobi he is, but he couldn’t help but let out a little squeal when he replayed the night over in his head.

Maybe…just maybe he deserved something good. Maybe this time, it would work out.

[rouge-variant]

Hey, how're you? Hope you're doing well! How would Levi in your opinion try to comfort reader and how would he want to be comforted (after a nightmare, a bad day)? Do you think it would make a difference if reader was his friend, crush or s/o? Have a good day and don't forget to take care of yourself!

Hello! I'm lovely, thanks for asking! For this, I'm going to do 3 headcannons, one for Levi comforting reader as his S/O after a nightmare mostly because I already did one for a bad day. I also feel like he would comfort you the same way regardless of your relationship, minus adding more affection here and there. I'll post the link below. And then the last 2 headcanons will be for Levi because I feel like they would require different levels of comfort. I hope that's ok! Thanks for the request and I hope you enjoy!

Levi Comforting his

S/O After a Nightmare Headcannons:

Similar to the comfort after a Bad Day Headcannons, regardless of your relationship status with him, Levi would treat you very similarly. Again, the further you are in the relationship the more physical affection you'll get but for the most part he would treat you the same.

When he first hears you cry out in your sleep, regardless of what he's doing, he's coming to check on you. Seeing you tangled up in your sheets, face twisted in fear and hands gripping onto the blanket trying to ground yourself, makes his heart clench. He hated nightmares himself but seeing it happen to you makes him feel powerless.

I remember reading this somewhere but you apparently shouldn't wake someone up from a nightmare because it an worsen their emotional state. So I feel like Levi would stay by your side while you try to get yourself out of your nightmare. He would hold your hand and talk to you trying to get you to focus on his voice if you are able to hear him in your sleep.

When you do wake up, he'll back up giving you space in case you still aren't mentally awake and still think your in your dream. There's enough between you two so that you won't hurt him or yourself when you sit up but then hes still close enough for you to reach if you need to see him.

He'll wait to see what you do first. Depending on what the nightmare was, the response will change. If there was a 'death' of one of your friends or himself then he'll do what he can to reassure you that your friend is alive. If it was himself then he would let you touch him, place your head against his chest to feel his heartbeat. Depending where it is on his body and your relationship, he'll remove his clothes so that you can see that the injury that killed him wasn't there.

If the dream was a old memory or something your worried about happening in the future, then Levi will do what he can to help ground you and bring you back into the moment. Starting with what your surrounds are. Once your mind realizes you aren't in the dream then things don't seem to bad. He'll help you steady your breathing and relax you the best he can give the circumstances.

After the overall anxiety has eased up, Levi knows that sleep isn't going to come back easily. So instead he'll sit up with you. If you wanted to shower since your all sweaty from your dream, then he'll start it for you then change your bedsheets while your freshening up. Or if your still rattled then he make some tea, one that's know to help calm nerves and make you sleepy. If you want to stay up and talk about your dream to help you process it and calm your mind then he will. His insomnia comes in handy here. He's also just willing to sit in silence with you too. He knows how nightmares can rattle someone's mind, all too well.

Regardless of what you end up doing, he's going to be by your side because you're a very important person to him and doing small things like this help him to express his feelings for you.

Comforting Levi After a Bad Day Headcannons:

Levi is the type of person to hide his emotional from pretty much anyone. I feel like only Erwin and Hange have experienced one of his vulnerable moments. That bring said, you would need to be at least a close friend of his for him to open up to you.

If you are the person he opens up to, he's going to be very frustrated because he struggles with putting his thoughts into words. It could be painfully obvious what's bugging him, like the never ending stack of paperwork, yet he would struggle with vocalizing that's the problem.

Just having your presence with him can help calm him. You're his rock, the thing that grounds him. He wouldn't be one for physical contact as a calming method but he would be willing to hold your hand.

Tea. Not only is it one of Levi's favourite things but it's also nice to hold in your hands. Holding something warm is calming to him. He also finds it sweet that you took the time and insisted on making him tea. It shows your concern for him since making it is something that he can easily do it himself.

You would need to physically distract Levi from his work when he's having a bad day. His coping methods include distracting himself from his problems but that being said, he wouldn't be able to focus on them so it wouldn't take longer for him to finish them. Depending on how bad the day was, if you tell him to leave it, he might just ask you to help him do it. If the day was horrible, then he would just agree to leaving it.

That's when he would get you to read to him while he rests his head on your lap. Your voice is soothing to him. If you sing and you're comfortable with doing it in front of him then he might ask for that.

When Levi starts talking about what's even going on, don't interrupt him. He wants to get through it as soon as possible. Afterwards is when you can add in your thoughts. If you're going to object to one of the things he said, you need to further explain your point cause otherwise he won't be able to see what you're trying to get at because of his insecurities.

Levi also needs a lot of reassurance. He's constantly trying to live up to the title he was given as Humanities Strongest Soldier. If you're able to help him see that he's still only human and the way he's feeling is perfectly normal then it will help him let things go. Bad days are always rough but if you're there, maybe they're going to become bearable.

Comforting Levi After a Nightmare:

Levi gets nightmares frequently. The poor bean hardly sleeps as it is and yet the nightmares still happen to him. And when they happen, they're bad.

Sleeping with you helps a little but at the same time he has a fear that he'll hurt you. He's has a hard time telling the difference between reality and his dreams.

He wouldn't want to be touched. Part of him wishes that you were never there to see him weak like this. His heavy breathing, the sweat making the tee-shirt stick to his skin, his cries of fear. None of that he wants you to see.

But at the same time, seeing you right there, alive and not injured relaxes his rapid heart. He isn't one to suddenly touch you out of nowhere but right now, he needs to hear your heartbeat. Either it's his hand or his head on your chest and then his breathing is under control.

Levi is going to apologize for waking you up and insist that you go back to bed or whatever you were doing. Ignore that, he wants you to stay with him. If you sleep in the same bed then pull his head onto your chest and run your fingers though his hair.

He wouldn't fall asleep right away, that much is obvious but he would definatly relax to your touch. Depending on what time it is, there's a small chance he would fall back asleep.

Levi would try to put you first if it's really late but you can use that to your advantage to get him to lie down with you and coax him back into the bed because otherwise he would end up going back to work. It won't take much to convince him. And he would be a little more snuggly too.

At least now with you here, you make nightmares manageable and now can help him fall asleep again afterwards which is just what Levi needs.

[schneesisterss]

Do you have any head cannons for the other Dimitrescu sisters? I loved your takes on Cassandra!

thank you! <3 and Of Course I have headcannons for the other two. (though not as extensive as the ones I have for Cassandra bc you know... brain rot) BUT HERE:

Daniela:

ADD/ADHD representation

stims include, but not limited to: jumping, hard blinking, leg bouncing, word/phrase/noise repetition, and fidgeting with her clothing

and i’m also CONVINCED she gets the zoomies at random times of the day

Alcina, hearing loud and fast footsteps up and down her hallway at 3am: *sigh* “Daniela! Take it outside!”

followed by a loud THUMP and painful groan (she definitely ran into a wall)

hates loud noises but simultaneously has no volume control

especially when she gets excited

Cassandra has to constantly remind her to lower her voice

“AND THEN I TOOK MY KNIFE AND STABBED THE LYCAN IN THE NECK AND IT WAS SO COOL—”

“Dani, i’m standing right here, why are you yelling?”

she loves play-fighting with her sisters

Cassandra is more willing to entertain her than Bela but the both of them like to see their sister happy. so whenever they recognize Daniela getting antsy they’ll wrestle with her a bit

(Cassandra gets way to into it sometimes and makes Bela be the referee lol. Cass always ends up pinning her younger sister with a proud, competitive smile on her face. Bela let’s Dani win, but we don’t tell her that)

has the keenest senses of the three which makes her the best at stalking/killing pray

and since she can hear the best out of all of them, she unintentionally eves drops on conversations

so Daniela, bless her, has all the tea

tactile learner

will just. touch things

“Life hard, Mothers gown soft”

can get trapped in her own head and doesn’t know how to express to her family what’s bothering her

this can make her very reserved at times and she’ll distance herself for days on end

her mother is really the only person who knows how to get her out of that state. Alcina walks up the long flight of stairs to the highest point of her castle. her youngest daughter likes to come here sometimes when she needs the quiet. “Daniela? Are you up here?”

“Hello, Mother.” Alcina looks up to see her daughter lounging on a banister high up on the ceiling.

“What are you doing up there, my love?” Daniela rubs the fabric of her dress between her fingers. “Cassandra and Bela were arguing again. I don’t like when Cassandra yells.”

Alcina shakes her head. Those two were always going at it. She’ll speak to Bela about it later. “I haven’t seen you in a few days.” Daniela then grabs a fist full of her dress and tugs at it, blinking hard. “Come down for a moment. Talk to me, baby.”

and Daniela simply rolls herself off the banister and into free fall. Alcina, already prepared, catches her with ease and holds her bridal style against her chest. Daniela runs her hands over the sleeve of her mother’s dress.

Alcina gave her youngest child time to gather her thoughts, knowing it sometimes takes longer for her to be able to understand them herself. Daniela finally spoke up: “It’s been very loud recently. Around the castle. Small things, like footsteps or glasses clicking, they sound so loud in my head.” She covers her ears with her hands. “Even now I can still hear Cassandras voice through the castle, it’s pushing in my ears. My head hurts, Mother.”

Alcina gave her daughter a quick squeeze before setting her down. “Follow me baby, I want to show you something.” Daniela followed her Mother through the twists and turns of the castle until they ended up at a door that was just like all the others. It blended in and maybe that’s why Daniela has never noticed it before. “In here.” her mother guided.

Inside was a small library and lounge room. A fire place tucked in the corner and, of course, a wall a wine next to it. Daniela looked at her Mother questioningly.

“Listen.” her mother said, and Daniela did. She heard... nothing. Nothing outside of the quiet cracking of the fire place. “This room is sound proofed. Come here whenever you feel overwhelmed.” She leaned down to stroke her daughters head. “Just don’t tell your sisters I showed you my secret getaway room.” and with a wink, the tall woman exited the room and shut the door behind her.

The next day Daniela was at breakfast like nothing had changed. She didn’t even mind when Cassandra yelled at a maiden for breaking a plate, it only made her laugh.

(if you get overstimulated you KNOW what i’m talking about)

personal space? never heard of her.

loves to cling to Belas arm and Bela let’s her bc she thinks it’s just. so cute.

will also sometimes just crawl into her mothers lap and fall asleep. then Alcinas like: “well.. i guess i’m not moving for three hours”

Daniela: “if I run an jump at Cassandra, she’ll most certainly catch me.” *takes off in a full blown sprint*

Cassandra: “NO IM HOLDING HOT TEA—” *drops tea to catch Daniela* *proceeds to cuss her younger sister out, all while Dani is wrapped around her like a koala*

(this happens a lot. Dani will just... climb on Cassandra. piggy back rides, getting on her shoulders, wrapping her hands around her neck from behind and letting her feet drag on the floor, etc. Cassandra complains adamantly but never once moves to get her off)

Cassandra: “hey Dani, I dare you too—”

Bela: “Mother said Daniela isn’t allowed to accept dares anymore.”

Daniela: “apparently I have ‘no regard for my personal safety.’”

it takes a lot for Daniela to get genuinely angry, but when she does, it’s.... bad.

Very Very Scary when mad

turns into a completely different person that you Do NOT want to fuck with

dangerous and violent

much more dark and sadistic as compared to her normal personality

came home one night covered in blood and laughing hysterically. it scared the shit out of her sisters bc if they would try and get close, she’d slash at them with her weapon.

(this was one of the only times Bela had seen Cassandra genuinely worried and afraid for their sister)

when Alcina came to see what was wrong, Daniela, still laughing madly, swung at her too. Cassandra quickly shot out her arm and grabbed Belas elbow to stop her from getting involved. Bela whipped around with a growl but Cassandras glare and squeezing nails told her to back down. Mother can handle it.

Insane Laugh™️

thinks it’s funny to intimidate the maidens by showing her fangs and snapping her jaw

she often likes to find Bela when she’s reading a book to convince her to read to her (Bela almost always complies)

that’s it for Daniela. just a hyperactive baby with a murder streak <3 ONTO THE FINAL SISTER

Bela:

Mama’s (and I cannot stress this enough) Girl

needs constant reassurance that’s she’s doing a good job and yes this reassurance can ONLY come from her mother

INSOMNIAC

this girl never sleeps, pls baby you need some rest

she spends the time she should be sleeping reading books or running errands for her mother (whether Alcina asked her to or not)

she has read almost every single book in their giant library

Cassandra doesn’t understand this at all

“Why are you always cooped up in here?” Bela glanced up over the pages of her book at her younger sister. “This is the library Cassandra. Take a wild guess.” her voice was completely level and had no inflection. Cassandra gritted her teeth, “You think your so much better than me.” Bela sighed and closed her book. She didn’t want to do this again. “No. I don’t.” she said seriously. Cassandra eyed her for a moment then looked away, Bela saw the guilt on her face before she turned on her heal. “You’re so boring.”

because she reads so much, she is incredibly smart and just knows facts about random things

Daniela, daydreaming: “I wonder why grass is green.”

Bela, immediately: “the pigment that most grasses produce, Chlorophyll, absorbs almost all blue and red light and reflects green light which is why we see green. so I mean, technically grass is every single color EXCEPT for green.

Dani, confused as fuck: ....

Cass: “Bitch, how do you even know that?”

Bela’s sisters just end up using her as Google

“Hey Bela, how far away is the moon?” “238,900 miles.”

“Hey Bela, how many different climates are there?” “Twelve”

“Hey Bela, what’s the worlds deadliest poison?” “Botulinum... why?” “No reason.” “Dani. WHY?”

“Hey Bela, how much can I sell a human skull on the black market for?” Bela, concerned: “Cassandra why would—” “HOW MUCH?” “Well... are all the teeth still in tact?” “...No.” “Than only about $500.” “FUCK.”

“Hey Bela, I have this weird rash on my back and—” “Daniela. Do not finish that sentence. Go ask Mother.”

she is so quiet

and not just because she doesn’t talk very loud or even much at all. she’s just So. Silent. when she moves

just pops up in random places without anyone hearing her approach

even Daniela can’t hear her coming, which is saying something

Cassandra, minding her own business, drinking blood tea: .....

Bela, suddenly right next to her: “Hey I was wondering if— stop screaming, it’s me— have you seen Mothers lipstick? It’s missing.”

refuses any type of help with anything or else she feels like she failed that task

Never asks for help, Never asks for favors, and Never Ever will burden her Mother with any of her problems. Ever.

(Alcina thinks this is ridiculous. her eldest daughter pushes herself too hard.)

Anxiety™️

sometimes when her anxiety becomes too much she shuts down and becomes very indifferent to things around her. this has caused many fights between herself and Cassandra because Cass will get really fired up when all Bela does is respond with a monotone voice and blank stare.

overthinks literally everything and is a perfectionist

this makes her prone to panic attacks :(

when this happens she shuts herself in her room, not wanting to bother her Mother or sisters

Bela closes her bedroom door behind her and stumbles to her knees. she can’t seem to get air into her lungs no matter how hard she tried. she had failed. Mother asked her to bring her the head of that stupid man-thing, but somehow he knew their weakness.

how could he know? are Cassandra and Daniela ok? where are they? where is Mother?

Belas breathing was shallow and short, her chest burns as she presses her forehead into the ground. She claws the skin of her chest raw, leaving angry, red marks behind, desperately trying to open her lungs.

she stays as quiet as she can, only gasping few and far between. she will not be a burden. she should deal with the consequences of her failure. alone.

a sudden knock on her door makes her scramble backwards on her bottom till her back hits the opposite wall. then Belas worst nightmare, her Mothers voice.

“Bela?! Bela, is that you?” Alcinas words were rushes and worried. the door handle jiggled. “Bela, baby the door is locked, please let me in.” Bela covered her mouth and cried silently while her Mother begged to be let in.

the sound of snapping wood had Belas eyes flying open, her Mother had broken down the door. Bela shrunk into herself. She’s going to be so mad. I’m a failure. the ringing in her ears became so intense she couldn’t hear anything else.

large, soft hands cup her cheeks and a muffled voice through the air: “Bela, my love, you’re alright thank god. Are you hurt anywhere? Let me see.”

Bela pushed weakly at her Mothers arms and said between sobs, “I-I’m sorry, M-Mother.”

Alcina looked at her eldest daughter with confusion, she had no physical wounds, but the look on her face was heartbreaking. “What are you sorry for, my love?” this only made Belas breathing spend up even more, her face red from the lack of oxygen. Alcina quickly pulled her in close.

“Now Bela, listen to the sound of my voice,” she said it gently but just hard enough to grab her daughters attention. “I need you to copy my breath. Do it now, love, listen to me. Do what i’m telling you to.” Alcina took exaggerated breaths and noticed that instantly after her command, Bela had tried to follow, but the smaller girls breath was still choppy and small. Alcina rubbed a thumb across Belas cheek. “You’re doing so well baby. Keep going just like that. Good girl.” a smaller hand was placed on her arm and grabbed at her sleeve. “Good baby, use me to ground yourself. Keep breathing now, you’re doing so good.” Alcina kept whispering soft encouragements and praises until her daughters breathing was back to normal and she was laying limp on her chest.

Alcina moved the hair away from Belas face. “What a good girl, you did so well.” Bela squeezed her eyes shut and pushed into her Mother until her face was hidden. “I’m sorry Mother.” came a muffled apology, though her voice was much more steadier than before. “I failed you, I couldn’t stop the man-thing. He shot at the windows! He knows our weakness, Mother. What are we going to do? Where’s Daniela and Cassandra, are they ok? I should have stopped him for you I’m so sorry I—”

“Quiet.” Bela immediately seals her lips and looks away, already extracting herself from her Mother’s arms. She probably hates her. Alcina simple tugs her back and forces Bela to look in her eyes with a quick tap to the forehead. “Bela, I need you to listen to me very carefully.” Her daughters eyes go wide and she nods. “You have nothing to apologize for. This is not you’re fault and I will not allow you to think that way. Plus, the man-thing won’t bother us any longer, I took care of it.”

“But—” Alcina raises an eyebrow and Bela gives in, nodding hesitantly. “Good girl.” Bela exhales through her nose at the phrase and squeezes her Mother’s sleeve again. They sit like that for a few more moments, calming down.

Bela suddenly shoots up. “Daniela, Cassandra, are they—” “They’re fine my dear, Daniela got a little banged up, but Cassandra was already patching her up before I could even get close. We didn’t know where you were, that’s why I was so worried.” Bela relaxed and again nuzzled her nose into her Mother’s chest, took one more deep breath, then stood. “I’m going to go check on them.”

She steps through the now empty door frame and pauses. She spoke without turning around: “I won’t fail you again, Mother.” and shifts into a cloud of flies and disappears.

(am I projecting again? idk help)

can play the piano

no like you don’t understand, she is so good at piano

this girl has mastered songs by composers like Liszt, Beethoven, and Ravel

she’ll play for hours on end, if she starts a new piece she Will Not get up until she can play it through perfectly

she pretends not to notice Cassandra secretly listening to her play, hidden behind a nearby bookshelf

while her younger sisters always jump head first into a fight, Bela takes a more calculating approach. learning her enemies movements from afar before advancing and ending it in like 3 quick moves.

“Well Bela, if Mother asked you to jump off a bridge, would you?”

Bela, already climbing over the railing: “Hm?”

and there you go for Bela! my sweet child.. please learn self-care.

*ahem* I went overboard again didn’t I? WELP. I regret nothing. Give me more headcannons.

[x-chubby-reader]

Oh MY GOD what about Bakugou, kirishima, and sero who get hit by a quirk who turns them into a lil toddler or whatever and they’ve got the biggest crush on their chubby/plus size classmate 🥺🥺

A/N - I literally love this idea so much, thanks to @fandom-fander for helping out with this headcannon.

Not Prof Read

Lowercase Intentional

Cursing

Toddler!Bakugo, Kirishima, and Sero x Plus size reader

Bakugo

aizawa sure as hell didn't feel like dealing with the angry pomeranian in minature form

he decided to leave the boy with the class and let them decide among themselves on who should watch the little firecracker for the day

extra credit anyone?

everyone immediately pinned the responsibility on you

kirishima, he didn't feel like getting screeched at by a small bakugo and needed to apparently go study

he also knew that bakugo had a fondness for you in his teenage form, so why not see if he still has it

fr little bakugo pretends to hate your guts

somehow this little toddler has the most hurtful insults

“you can't even get a boyfriend? that's pretty sad.”

suddenly choking out a child is okay

do it… no one has to know how it happened

even though he had pretended to hate you, he still kept trying to show off to you 

you decided to take him out on a little bike/tricycle ride? homeboy flipped it trying to show off how fast he could go and then proceeded to complain about scraping his knee

hey at least he got your attention

he is a literal leash kid fight me oh my god

bakugo will simply run away

you expected him to listen? oh you're in for a surprise

the only option that you give him is to either wear the embarrassing monkey pack or to hold your hand

he immediately grabs your hand and is literally so giddy and its adorable my lord-

smiles for days my heart i can’t-

he may seem all happy and nice, but that can flip in a minute

he’s the biggest brat sometimes and you are literally this close to punting him across the room

you don't get him something that he wants? little pomeranian boy will turn into a velociraptor child in an instant

the decimals that that kids voice can reach up to is kind of impressive not going to lie

“no bakugo, you can't have that right now maybe later-”

screech

thankfully he tires himself out quick enough to set him down for a nap

but nothing is ever simple, is it?

he wont go to sleep without you though, claiming that there are monsters and he needs to know where you are so he can protect you

no matter how many times you had explained to him that there weren't any monsters around, you slowly succumbed to his pleas

almost feeling bad for him, he just looked so serious about how you could get hurt that it made you feel bad

you didn't notice how much taking care of a kid took out of you until now

you had made a mental note to apologize to your mom for having to deal with you when you were younger later

As soon as you settled down on the couch with the toddler laying on top of you, you almost instantaneously passed out

oh boy were you in for a surprise when you woke up to a teen bakugo, still curled into your torso

he looked up to you after feeling you stir, he almost had a smirk on his face before burying his head back  into you 

mostly to hide the redness spreading over his face, he wasn’t going to admit that he was blushing

no way in hell

he just mumbled a “later” before his breaths softened into a steady pace

yeah, you may be stuck here for a bit

Kirishima 

you were there for the whole thing

red-top had pushed you out of the way of an incoming quirk blast and suffered the consequences

he became young again, almost too young

you felt bad

and who wouldn’t

so of course you took it upon yourself to watch him until the effects wore off

the thing you learned about him was that he was an even touchy-er child

homeboy just wanted to be held all the time

just climbing up and latching himself onto your calf

it was adorable but hard to walk with

If you pick him up, you’ve basically sworn an oath with the devil himself

you cannot put him down 

ever 

he gives the most pitiful looks when you do and drags his feet when you walk

he also wont leave you alone

so curious in whatever your doing at that exact moment

and he is impressed by everything you do

“what are you doing?”

“reading”

“wow so cool!”

a bug came in through the window and he screamed

you walked in all nonchalant, grabbed your shoe, and smacked that some of a bitch into a next dimension

he lit up omfg

“wow y/n, that was so manly!”

you brought him in to class since it had been a school day and were too afraid to tell aizawa about the incident

the girls were literally all over him

i mean, who wouldn’t be all over an adorable and friendly (looking at you bakugo) kid?

and the pebble boy was lapping up the attention like a thirsty dog on a hot day

you never expected him to act like this

shy maybe, but then again he was pretty outgoing in his teenage form

he was grinning from ear to ear

literally posing like a mini body builder and making little huffing noises

even you couldn’t help it, letting a little aww out like most of the other girls

this had been causing a slight disturbance to the class

so the whole going to school thing was pointless as aizawa sent the two of you home anyways

he is already a tired dad, he dosen’t need to be dealing with a toddler right now

putting the little strongman on your back you began to walk

you had been hoping that the effects would wear off in a few more hours 

but nothing ever goes to plan dose it?

while you had been walking, you noticed a significant weight increase, but just decided to ignore it

hey you were more sturdy and thicc, you wern’t no pussy, why stop all of a sudden because of the extra weight?

the only single thing that had alerted you to kiri being fully back was the whisper in your ear

instead of a sqeaky and mousy voice, you heart a more smooth and even comment

“hey stranger”

girl you dropped him and ran, him having to catch up to you

he has the audacity to give you a heart attack, he better suck it up

Sero

this was the same situation as bakugo, aizawa just didn’t want to deal with the kid

and especially a kid who kept mixing up two languages

he really was just so one

aizawa gave him the option to go to anyone

of course he ran straight to you, clinging onto your calf, as that was as high as he could reach

hey you looked the most inviting and least scary

he was literally terrified of bakugo and almost started to bawl is eyes out when he went near him

though he calm down slightly when he went down to get to a similar height as him. 

why wouldn’t you take the opportunity to watch a cute little kid and skip class

hey, aizawa said whoever watched him got extra credit

but there soon was a slight problem that you noticed

well not really a problem, but more of a hurdle

with sero being raised in a household that spoke both english and spanish, he started to mix the two, not knowing any better

he would be asking for “leche” and you would just stand there trying to understand with your limited vocab

just the loading circle above your head whenever he started to talk

but you managed with google translate and going off of the vast amount of spanish soap operas you watched at 3 am once a week

surprisingly, he was a very artistic kid

at least every ten minutes he would walk over to you and hand you a squiggly picture of a flower, you, or him and you holding hands

and he would just giggle before running away to make another

bro heart go melt 

being pre occupied with some papers that the father teacher had sent home with you, sero couldn’t get your attention

he might of forgotten your name and got stuck in a predicament

then the most rational thing popped into his head

well his dad called his mom “mi amor” and you and his mom were both pretty ladies

it made total sense to him so he went with it

“hey...”

nothing

“hey...”

nothing again

“hey... mi amor~”

your head shot up immediately

since he noticed that the name had gotten your attention, he just started using it

when he had shifted to being a teen again, the two of you never mentioned the name again

until a few days later when he was back to normal in class

homeboy was trying to get your attention and the multiple taps on the shoulder weren't cutting it

he got an idea

“hey... mi amor~”

yep that got you immediately

and he still uses that nickname for you

[mcyt-imagines]

hi! love your writing! could you possibly do dating headcannons for technoblade?! possibly including some kissing/cuddling :)

I’m so sorry this took so long!! I’m finally on break so I’ll be posting a little more frequently for now! Also I got very carried away with this one,,,, um,,, it’s almost 4,000 words long,,, can you tell Techno is my comfort streamer?? And gender-neutral pronouns as usual! (Edit: This is C!Techno btw, didn’t think I needed to point that out seeing as we all know the actual streamer is not a bloodthirsty half-piglin man but I just got an angry anon in my ask box, so I’m specifying.))

Dating C!Technoblade HCs

Techno being half piglin shares their obsession with gold, and in turn, likes to gift you gold as often as he can. Usually, in the form of jewellery that matches his own, he even gifts you a ‘friendship’ emerald, embedded in a choker you wear most days. And of course, if you ask for it, he makes sure to acquire a crown for you to match his own. As a man who forges his own weapons, he is aware of the process of smelting and sure, he could make the jewellery himself but he’s not very crafty with his hands. Dealing with the small potion vials he uses to brew is difficult enough for his large hands, let alone something as finicky and delicate as jewellery. But when he’d asked you to make your relationship ‘official’ per se, he did persevere and make a ring for you, he ended up making several and scrapping too many he didn’t think were good enough. This continued until Phil had to intervene telling him that if he wasn’t gonna hurry up and ask you he was gonna do it for him, mortified at the thought Techno buckled down and despite the ring’s faults, which were only obvious to him, he gave it to you. You adored it of course, and then he told you he had made it, and it only made you love it more. Techno had underestimated how he would feel when he finally saw you wearing it, he almost killed Phil. The two had been sparring outside in the snow when you had come riding up from the nearby forest, the ring on your finger glinting against the early morning sun and stunning him. Him blindly thrusting his sword forward, head completely turned to you as you approached. Only turning away when he noticed your horrified expression. Thankfully Phil was fine, but you were banned from flashing anything too shiny whenever you came to visit. Techno never heard the end of it from Phil and yourself, however, teasing him for it whenever you had the time.

Techno is a man of few words, for the most part. His love language leans closer to physical touch and acts of service. This man craves your touch, you can hold him so gently in your small hands and he can hardly describe the feeling that washes over him. He wonders if he feels contentment, or if he just feels whole for once. The latter terrifies him because he has no idea what he’s going to do if he ever loses you. That’s a lie. He knows what will happen. The voices will finally win, and it’ll be over. He’ll be lost in the consciousness of a mind that was never truly his own, to begin with. But when you hold him he forgets about all of it, his mind feels clear and quiet. Even if it's just for a few minutes he cherishes those moments, holding you tightly to his chest and simply letting himself breathe. You are his rock, undoubtedly. And now that he’s lived without you for so long, he never intends on letting you go.

Techno’s favourite way to cuddle with you is when you’re both lying on the couch, you draped over him, head on his chest. Sometimes he’ll read to you and sometimes you’ll lie with him for hours, begging him to take a break for once. Even Phil can’t pull him away from his work on his worst days, but you never fail to tempt him with warm cuddles by the fire. Another one of his favourites has to be when every blue moon you wake up before him, he’s quite a light sleeper so once you stir, he’ll wake too. But if you manage to remain undetected and get downstairs he will groggily trudge down the ladder, shirtless and hair an absolute tangled mess. Without a word he will simply wrap his arms around you, pulling your back tightly against his chest and nuzzle his face into your neck all whilst grumbling that you left him alone to wake up. You will always giggle and apologise with soft kisses and a steaming cup of coffee, of course, he begrudgingly forgives you. Those slow morning cuddles as you cook are some of his favourites. When you desperately try to scoot around the small kitchen to stop the eggs from burning and he merely holds you tighter, strength easily holding you back as you whine out complaints as he chuckles against your neck.

Techno is such a sucker for you whenever you kiss his scars. He has a few on his hands that you will always target if you ever feel if he is getting quiet or distant. Your lips on his skin always pull his spiralling thoughts back to the present, back to you. Whenever he starts to feel less than human you practically drag the man to your shared bedroom to remind him of how human he is. Sometimes Techno will tell you the tales behind the scars you pay particular attention to, others he won’t, you focus on those the most. Doing your best to lighten the dark clouds that plague him on his worst days.

Techno isn’t one for a lot of PDA, content to hold your hand and occasionally kiss your forehead. However, if he ever feels threatened by any of the other members of the SMP he is likely to hold you close and glare down anyone who dares look your way. But Techno isn’t intimidated by anyone at the moment, meaning he has no reason to act particularly possessive whilst you’re out. This man adores your hands, he loves watching how small they look in his own. He’ll kiss along your knuckles, especially if you’re wearing the ring he gave you, he’ll murmur a soft, ‘Looking gorgeous your majesty.’ Just to watch the way you smile brightly at him when he does, almost always leaning forward to meet his lips with your own.

Techno is plagued by the memories of his past, the voices a constant reminder of this. He can handle them during the day, but it’s at night when he’s most vulnerable to them. The first time Techno wakes from a night terror you are practically thrown out of the bed as he violently jerks around. Which instantly sets you on alert, Techno sleeps like a rock usually. It’s only when you manage to stand up that you can see him, his body is caked in sweat, strands of his long hair sticking to his skin, the sheets are even damp from it. ‘Techno.’ You try to wake him, knowing he’s a light sleeper. But that doesn’t work. Eventually, you cautiously climb back into bed, tenderly holding his face in your hands, noticing tears slipping down his cheeks as he practically trembles. ‘Techno.’ You call his name again, nothing. ‘Techno!’ He shoots up, sending you flying backwards again in case he threw a punch with him. His eyes are wide, pupils blown out. You’ve never seen him look so terrified before, he scans the room, eyes darting every which way until his eyes finally land on you. ‘A-Are you okay?’ You probe, the tears start again, but they are silent and run quick down his cheeks. His breathing is shallow and quick as his eyes seem to lose focus, looking straight through you. You move closer to him, ‘Hey, hey.’ You coo, unsure what the hell is going on because of course, Techno wasn’t going to tell you he has night terrors. You take his face in your hands again, wiping at the tears on his skin. ‘Techno you’re safe, you’re okay.’ You speak clearly before he pulls you closer, shoving his face into your chest, his arms tight around your middle. You wrap your arms around him as best you can, repeating comforting phrases until his grip loosens, and eventually, he pulls you back down to lie with him. You don’t ask him about it until he mentions it the next morning over breakfast. You hold him close as he talks, face emotionless and eyes blank, trying to distance himself from the events even as he retells them. You deserve to know the atrocious things he’s done. And yet you still choose to stay. Even after everything he tells you, you don’t budge from his side. That speaks louder to Techno than any confession of your undying love could.

Techno is a wanted individual and just by interacting with him, you’re put in danger. But being his partner doubles that danger by tenfold. His enemies will see you as his weakness and desire to use you against him. So, he takes it upon himself to train you, he knows the last thing you want to do is be the cause for his capture or untimely death. As much as Technoblade claims he never dies, if it were your life or his he would not hesitate to sacrifice himself for you. This terrifies you beyond belief of course, so you agree to let him train you. No matter if you already are somewhat skilled Techno’s paranoia surrounding your safety will always encourage him to push your skills further. Most early mornings the two of you spend together, sparring for hours until the sun is high in the sky or until you grow too exhausted to continue. Which in the early days, was often. But there comes a day when you finally best him. He doesn’t remember if he was going easy on you or was distracted by his surroundings, scanning the perimeter. He only remembers the moment you knocked him down onto his back, you look down at him panting with such a shocked expression. Techno looks up to you and holds out an arm, you take it ready to pull him back up only for him to pull you down with him. Techno holds you tight to his chest, the sun warm on both of your faces as it reflects upon the surrounding snow. Neither of you speak but you both understand what this means, you’re ready.

Techno isn’t one for grand gestures to prove his love to you. The man is dramatic, sure. But he finds himself yearning for simplicity, and you provide it. He doesn’t tell you he loves you very often, he is a man of few words, you’ve always known this so you never expected it. However, his actions scream it to you. Countless times you have mentioned small complaints about little things in your life and Techno takes them on as if the draft in your window had a personal vendetta against him. As if it had threatened your very life. You’d never seen a man fix a window frame so aggressively before. It was funnier to watch than you’d admit to him if given the chance. On one particular occasion, you mentioned his absence from the cabin, his explanation of the importance of the Syndicate and the new room Phil and himself had constructed. You understood and didn’t mention it again, not thinking anything of it but a necessary and temporary inconvenience. Only for Phil and Techno to be set up at the kitchen table when you came downstairs the next morning, the table covered in tattered books and coffee spill-stained scrolls. You were confused for a moment, spotting the Syndicate plans, codenames, etc sprawled out in Phil’s chicken scratch. Until it clicked. Hauling all of the stuff up from the Syndicate room had been a bit of a pain but the way your eyes lit up in realisation was more than enough for Techno to know it was the right choice.  

This man cannot keep a secret from you. Most may think he isn’t very talkative, but you can hardly get him to shut up sometimes. Not that you’d ever want him to, eager to listen to whatever he has to say. He will always come to you when he feels he needs advice, knowing you will offer a fresh perspective that may give him the breakthrough he needs to make an informed decision. You are his rock and he never wants you to forget that. He may be more talkative with you but that doesn’t stop him from being a fantastic listener. Sometimes he can get zoned out when the voices become too much. In the beginning, you found it difficult to tell when he wasn’t able to listen, but after being around him for so long you’ve got a better knack for it. And sometimes you can’t and you keep talking, he’ll just silently press a hand to whatever part of you is easiest to reach. And that usually gets the message across. Sometimes you can pull him out of his own head, and other times you can’t. So you just sit with him in comfortable silence, usually, you’ll place your smaller hand in his and lean into him. The two of you have fallen asleep countless times like that.

However, sometimes the fact he can’t keep a secret from you leads to some comical miscommunication neither of the two of you foresaw. Phil, Techno and Ranboo had left for around a week in search of a new woodland mansion to raid, following one of Ranboo’s countless maps. Upon their return, Techno seemed visibly, off. He wasn’t being distant or getting lost in his own head, it was more as if he were actively avoiding you. Which was something very un-Techno. What made your worry increase tenfold was when you asked Phil if he had noticed any kind of difference the blonde merely shook his head. “He seems normal to me, mate.” Because there’s no way Phil didn’t notice Techno’s change in behaviour, which means they’re both hiding something from you. Knowing the two men quite well, you knew they wouldn’t break. But Ranboo would. So with your head held high, you sought out to find the boy, only to find out he was staying in Snowchester for the time being but would be returning in the morning. That night thoughts of self-doubt plagued you, wondering if it was something you had said or done that made Techno act strangely. But just as the moon was reaching its zenith, Techno came into your shared bedroom. He beckoned for you to follow him, after putting on some snow appropriate outerwear the two of you were on the back of Carl headed towards the forest’s tree line that faced the cabin. You asked Techno where you were going his only response, “It’s a surprise.” And to say your heart soared would be a slight understatement when the two of you finally reached the forest clearing. A small candlelit dinner for two inside of a dark oak gazebo. One that looked as if it had only been finished recently, the veneer on the wood still in impeccable condition as Techno led you over to it. You were truly floored by this display, stars illuminated in your bright eyes. “Phil and Ranboo helped. We brainstormed on our way back from the woodland mansion. And I, I knew I’d spill the secret the moment you asked. Sorry.” His apology and explanation are curt, much like the man himself.  You hold him tight then, arms wrapped around him for as long as he’ll let you. He chuckles after a while, “C’mon, the food’s getting cold.” He pulls away after pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, pulling your chair out for you because Phil told him to. The blush you provide lets him know he should do it more often. As the two of you begin to finish your food you hear the soft strumming of a guitar and an equally soft voice to match. Floating atop one of the branches in a nearby tree, as if he were trying to sit on it, is Ghostbur. He sends a small and quick wave when you spot him before his hand drops back down to his guitar. “Wow, you really pulled out all the stops for this, huh?” You look back to Techno to find him now stood up, offering his hand to you. “For you. Anything.” You take his hand and he leads you into the middle of the gazebo with a grace you always knew he had. Ghostbur continues to serenade, the two of you dancing in your own private world until the moon was low on the horizon once again.

Whenever Techno leaves to go and fight he knows you worry about him. You do not doubt his skills but his luck is bound to run out eventually. Skill and resources only account for so much of the outcome, luck and fate determine the rest. Techno worries when he leaves to fight as well. He worries about what will happen if he ever loses. When his enemies will come for you, his past now liable to catch up with you as well as himself. He can’t have that happen. That’s why he keeps fighting, he won’t stop until he knows that if he ever falls in battle you will be safe from his enemies past or present. When Techno eventually does get back from the battle, without fail you will swear up and down that he cannot keep doing this and that next time you’re going to leave him to bleed out in the snow on the porch. You never do. But some days Techno thinks you’d be better off if you did. But those are the kind of thoughts you happily kiss away with a soft smile and a few gently spoken words. You are always the one to patch him up when he’s injured, which isn’t often but you remain swift with sutures and bandages despite that. No matter how badly he’s been injured you will always hold him so reverently, with such a gentle expression that it never fails to floor him. Most sessions in which you patch him up devolve into soft gasps and warm hands on your body to repay you for your ‘services’.  

Techno knew you were different from the moment he met you. He acknowledges how stupidly cliché that is, but it’s true. The constant chatter of the voices in his head drowned out the first time he saw you, even if it was just for a moment. They stuttered and stammered, just as he did. You floored them as much as you floored him. When you were with him, they would quieten. As if they wanted to concentrate on what you were saying as much as he did. Not even Phil made the voices act in such a way. Only you. Nowadays they only bother him on certain bad days that grow more and more infrequent the longer you are in his life. You drown them out in a way nothing else in his life ever has. He doesn’t know how he can ever repay you for that but vowing to be by your side for the rest of his life seems to be a good enough start for the two of you.

The first time Techno tells you he loves you is when you’re in battle together. Techno, Phil and yourself had decided to raid a woodland mansion, something all three of you had done before with no trouble. But upon arriving, everything that could have gone wrong did go wrong. This led to the three of you becoming separated within the confines of the thick wooden walls. You were managing to keep a level head but fear was growing in the pit of your stomach. With every vindicator you took down another only seemed to replace it, leaving you tired and heaving for air. You were in good shape all things considered but you were getting tired and soon you would get careless, you needed to find Techno and Phil and get the hell out of here before things got worse. Your totem of undying tied tightly to your waist glints against the setting sun pouring through the large floor to ceiling windows as you charge past, enemies remain at your back as you plough forward heading for the set of stairs you know are here somewhere. As you spot the sacred stairs you hear a shout of pain followed by a deep snarl. You look over the stairs balcony to see Techno swarmed by a group of stubborn Vex. He looks exhausted. Bloodstains him, you’re unsure whether it’s his, the enemies, or a combination of the two. Techno fails to notice the Ravager charging towards him from behind, the axe raised high above its head. The half-piglin far too distracted by the Vex and the aiming of his crossbow at their stupid little bodies. It takes only a moment for you to vault over the second-floor railing and plummet towards the Ravager. You land on its shoulders and it stumbles, your hand shoots out to restrain its axe-wielding arm. The other hand desperately clawing at you as it grumbles and groans grow high pitched and panicked. Your legs wrap tightly around its throat until you hear a sickening pop and you fall to the ground along with the now very dead Ravager. You don’t manage to catch yourself, despite the adrenaline pumping through your veins. You let out a soft groan as a hand comes into view, Techno following it. You take his hand and he hauls you back up and onto your feet. Now that you’re closer to him you can tell that some of the blood staining his clothing is his, but you’re sure you mirror his look. He doesn’t let go of your hand now that you’re stood up and neither do you. You look up from your entwined hands to his face, he’s staring at you with an expression you can’t quite determine. “Tech-“ His lips plant firmly onto your own, swallowing your words instantly. He grips the small of your back, trying to pull you closer into him as if the two of you could fuse into one single being. When he finally pulls away to let you breathe your lungs are burning, soft gasps heaving in air. “I love you-” He mumbles the phrase repeatedly against your lips like a prayer, a mantra, only to capture your lips again before you can even respond to his confession in kind. Eventually, the two of you break apart long enough for you to be able to tell him you love him as well. You knew he loved you before that moment, but in reality, he finally realised how much he loved you. And for the first time, it didn’t scare him.

~Requests are still open! But it’s a little full so please be patient!~

[marauderundercover]

Taking Chances Ch. 2 Finding Out (Family/Friends)

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“Mari!” Adrien yells, running past Batman to sweep her up in a hug. Marinette’s face instantly heats up, but she buries herself into the hug. After all, it’s not every day she faces a supervillain determined to kill her with a dangerous weapon...without her suit, anyway.

“I’m okay. I’m okay.” Marinette reassures him, relishing in the comfort. A cleared throat makes her jump back and look at Batman who, despite clearing his throat and cutting off the most amazing hug ever, has no emotions on his face. Whatsoever. Cause that’s not intimidating or anything.

“The police will need your statement, Miss Dupain Cheng.” Batman says. Marinette nods, squeaking when Adrien reaches down and entwines his fingers with hers. Following Batman’s directions to the awaiting police, Marinette feels nerves flood her systerm as she sees the sheer number of officers on the other side of the door. Sucking in a deep breath, she feels Adrien squeeze her hand. Shooting him a thankful smile, Marinette uses her unattached hand to open the door and step out into the mess of personnel. A man with a mustache and square glasses steps forward immediately, his hand extended.

“Hello Miss Dupain Cheng. I’m Commissioner Jim Gordon. We were in communication with Batman while he was inside so we heard some of what happened. Would you be comfortable telling us what happened? We can get you checked over by paramedics first, if you want.” Commissioner Gordon says.

“Oh, no, no. I’m fine. I don’t-” She starts to say, but a gruff voice cuts her off.

“She should be examined immediately, Gordon. She may have inhaled smoke from the smoke bombs due to proximity. She also could have burns to her face or ears from Joker’s gun. He shot it and then proceeded to prod her with it.” Batman says, the last part of his ‘report’ slightly more gruff than the first. Was he…..worried about her? Marinette shakes that thought off almost immediately. Why would Batman be worried about her? Wait, was he really going to make her see the paramedics when all she wanted to do was talk to the officers so she could get back to the trip?

“I assure you, Monsieur Batman, Monsieur Gordon, I don’t need to see the paramedics. I’m a little shaky, but that’s all. I mean, I was held at gunpoint. I think shaky is appropriate, non?” Marinette asks, flashing the two a bright smile. Gordon raises an eyebrow and glances at Batman who shakes his head stiffly.

“She gets examined.” He says, leaving no room for questions as he pulls his grappling hook (?!?!) out and retreats to the rooftop.

“You heard the man. We can talk as you’re examined, if you’d prefer. I’m sure you just want to put this whole business behind you.” Commissioner Gordon says kindly. Marinette sighs in relief and nods, smiling again at the man. Hopefully this would be taken care of quickly. --- Bruce Wayne was slightly panicking, though he would never admit it. When reports of the Joker being spotted at the Gotham City Museum of Modern Art first rolled in, he assumed his biggest challenge would be keeping Jason from murdering the clown. He did not expect to see a small girl being held at gunpoint. A girl who looked like a strange mix between his mother, and someone else. But he couldn’t place his- of course. Memories flood his mind as he thinks back to the woman who was so clearly related to the small girl. Bridgette Le. A woman that he, at one time, thought he would be able to spend the rest of his life with. Until she left Gotham and cut off all contact between the two. Oh god. She wouldn’t….would she? --- “I don’t understand why that older paramedic looked like she’d seen a ghost.” Marinette says with a pout as she continues working on the embroidery for a jacket for Jagged. Design never sleeps.

“What d’ya mean?” Adrien asks from his nest of blankets on her bed. Marinette tries to focus on keeping her blush down. Apparently, the attack at the museum had scared Adrien more than her, though she imagined he was scared on her behalf. But she couldn’t quite understand why...nevertheless, he had become attached at her hip and hadn’t left her side since they got back to the hotel. Even though all she really wanted was a little alone time to talk to Tikki. Especially about the chance of the Miraculous Cure working here. Maybe if she was in the battle…

“Didn’t you notice? He was fine til he looked into my eyes and then he got super pale. He looked like he was going to say something, but Monsieur Gordon stopped him before he could.” Marinette recounts, remembering the way the paramedic had to switch out since his hands wouldn’t stop shaking.

“I didn’t notice that. That’s weird. Anything else happen like that today?” Adrien asks, finally sitting up and giving her his full attention. Marinette pauses her stitching and purses her lips as she runs the days events back through her head. The paramedic. Batman. Joker. Arriving late to the museum. The cab ride. Being left at the hotel. Coffee-

“Well,” Marinette starts, furrowing her eyebrows as she tries to rationalize the man’s actions in addition to the actions of the paramedic. But something wasn’t adding up. “There was my cab ride to the museum.”

“What happened? Was someone creepy? I can fight them for you!” Adrien offers, a little too cheery. Marinette freezes as she studies his face, searching for something. Adrien had been off all day. More protective than he’d been in awhile. And the few times Lila had spoken, he had scowled at her instead of ignored her. Was he finally coming around to the idea that the high road would not work with Lila? Pushing those thoughts off for another time, Marinette shakes her head.

“No, no. Nothing like that. But as I was leaving, he called me Miss Wayne.” Marinette admits, not expecting Adrien’s uncontrollable laughter.

“He, you, oh my god!” He laughs, clutching his sides. Marinette’s eyebrows furrow in confusion as she sets the jacket down on the desk.

“What?” She asks, completely and totally frustrated with the situation. Adrien laughs for another minute before calming down, wiping tears from his eyes and shooting her a blinding smile. Not his model smile. An actual smile that warms her heart and her cheeks.

“I’m so sorry Mari. It’s just, I think he was referring to the fact that you look like the typical kid Bruce Wayne adopts.” Adrien says and Marinette’s blood freezes.

“Did you say Bruce Wayne?” Marinette asks and Adrien nods, his previous mirth wiped from his face.

“Yeah, Mari, are you okay?” He asks. Marinette nods, then shakes her head, then groans and throws up her arms in frustration.

“I don’t know! I just- you remember how I told you I’m adopted?” She asks. Adrien nods, then stops. A look of mixed terror and awe flooding his face.

“Oh god, Mari. You never told me the name. Your birth father-”

“His name is Bruce Wayne. But there’s gotta be hundreds if not thousands of Bruce Waynes in the US right?” Marinette asks, even as her hope in that idea dwindles.

“The US? He’s confirmed from the US?” Adrien asks, already pulling out his phone.

“Yes. Adrien, what are you doing?” She asks, suddenly worried as she jumps onto the bed next to him, desperately trying to see his phone.

“I’m googling Bruce Wayne and Bridgette Le as a combined search. Wayne is one of the most prominent figures in Gotham, all of his previous relationships have photographic evidence. Except for whoever the mother of his youngest is. But that’s probably because he wasn’t in the country at that time.” Adrien says, typing away furiously on his phone. Marinette’s eyebrow quirks up in amusement.

“Since when were you a master researcher?” She asks with a grin.

“Since one of my best friends found out she’s adopted and it could be the man who hosts the only palatable high society parties. Seriously. And they’d be much better if you were there and-holy shit. Your bio mom looks just like you!” Adrien exclaims, turning the phone to her. Marinette inhales deeply and thanks whatever power there is that she’s not in Paris right now. The emotions running over her at an indescribable speed...not all of them are positive. And they’re all overwhelming as she looks at a picture that very clearly shows her bio mom with Bruce Wayne. As in the Gotham Bruce Wayne. Not a different unknown Bruce Wayne across the country somewhere. Nope. A man who is apparently prominent enough that Monsieur Agreste makes his son go to the man’s parties.

“I don’t suppose she just had a type for men named Bruce Wayne?” Marinette says weakly. This was not what she expected. --- This was exactly what he expected. Looking at the birth records for one Marinette Le, where he’s noted as the father. Though why he wasn’t notified before the girl’s custody was signed over to Sabine Cheng, he’ll never understand. His jaw clenches as he continues reading, eyes scanning over Bridgette’s death certificate before glancing back at Marinette’s birth certificate. A daughter. He had a daughter. Another child that he would never be able to hold when they were small. Another child that grew up without him. Another child that he didn’t meet until they were already a person. Someone with their own experiences individual from his own, someone that may not even know he had found them. And that he wanted nothing more than to get to know someone who was brave enough to stand between the Joker and her friends. Someone who was determined not to let what should have been the most traumatic experience in her life be a set back. He had a daughter. And he wanted to meet her.

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Note, my headcannon is that the paramedic that panicked did so because he was one of the first responders the night that the Waynes were murdered. And while she looks a lot like her birth mom, Marinette also definitely has Martha Wayne’s eyes and the paramedic could NOT deal. Also, let me know if you want tagged!

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[violettelueur]

GOJO SATORU || SWEET TASTE OF CHOCOLATE

| featuring : gojo satoru ft. itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi + kugisaki nobara from jujutsu kaisen

| warnings : grammar errors, but other than that n/a

| form : imagine

| word count : 2243

| published : 19 december

| request : hiii! i love your works sm 🥺 may i request for gojo x reader (can be headcannon or oneshot, your choice!) where reader is also a jujutsu sorcerer and teaching in kyoto? they act like they hate each other's guts but deep down they really like each other 😂 then when reader visits the school in tokyo gojo and reader were already arguing and teasing each other, the students can't help but think they're together but nAh then they help gojo confess to reader? feel free to ignore if u can't write this,thank youuu! ❤️

| barista’s notes : hi there~ i apologies for the extremely long wait for your coffee order but now it is there ╲ʕ·ᴥ·　╲ʔ my day today hasn’t really been the most active at all to be completely honest with you, that lovely time of the month has arrived and i couldn’t help myself but sleep through the pain  ʕ ㅇ ᴥ ㅇʔ but moving on from that, i hope you enjoy your order of a cup of classic black coffee (jujutsu kaisen request!) and i hope you come back soon! ʕ •ᴥ•ʔゝ☆

“Gojo sensei, why don’t you just confess to L/N-sensei already?” Itadori curiously asked, causing the white-haired teacher to lift up his blindfold to look up at his first-year students, who were all standing around him on his chair, with a somewhat confused expression.

“Yuji-kun, what are you talking about? Confess? Ha?” Gojo asked in confusion, wondering why his student was asking such a weird question as well as wondering how Itadori knew about his feelings towards you.

“Sensei, it’s so obvious that you like L/N-sensei! There is no denying that fact,” Kugisaki shouted in frustration, annoyed at the fact how her teacher was so ignorant to the fact that it was clear as day that his infatuation towards you was just painful evident.

“Ah~ you guys caught me~” Gojo teasingly admitted with his hands stuffed into his pocket, before smiling up at the three students that were staring at him with dumbfounded faces.

“WAIT SO YOU KNEW YOU HAD FEELINGS?” Both Itadori and Kugisaki yelled in anger, causing Fushiguro to give both them as well as his teacher a glare of annoyance due to their loudness.

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“Fushiguro, who is that?” Kugisaki quietly asked as she pointed towards someone that was walking towards the first-years and Gojo with Principle Yaga right beside them, discussing something that seemed extremely important between both the adults.

“That’s L/N-sensei, she teaches at the Kyoto Metropolitan Curse Technical College but from time to time, she does come over to this school to teach us as well,” Fushiguro explained, as he watches you finally stop right in front of them with a small smile on your face.

“So, these are the two new first-years you were talking about,” you commented to Principal Yaga before introducing yourself towards the three. “My name is L/N Y/N, and you all will be seeing me here from time to time since I’ll be helping you all, but you already know me Megumi,” you stated before gently patting the young boy’s head, causing Fushiguro to smile kindly at you.

“Ah~ isn’t it little Y/N? Have you gotten shorter over the past few months that I haven’t seen you?” Gojo then asked in a playful tone as he placed his giant hand on the top of your head, causing a sudden wave of irritation to hit you once you heard the shaman’s voice. “Well, well, well isn’t it dumbass Satoru? Are you still salty at the fact that I beat you in our last match?” you asked mischievous tone as you then violently pinched his right cheek before pulling it as much as you could.

“Are they dating?” Itadori then asked his friend, only to receive a simple ‘no’ as a response from Fushiguro, causing all three of them to continue watching the mess that was unfolding right in front of them.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch,” Gojo painfully panicked, before you suddenly let go of his face leaving an extremely bright ruby red mark on his face where your fingers were. “That hurts Y/N, who is going to even date you with your abusive antics?” Gojo mocked, causing you to instantly reply with “definitely not you, idiot Satoru,” you quickly answered back leading to the powerful shaman to express a blank expression his face before instantly replacing it with a cheeky smile to cover up what he was feeling - yet, even with that split second change, Itadori, Fushiguro and Kugisaki all notice this and began to wonder the same thing.

‘Does Gojo-sensei like L/N-sensei?’

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“You should really confess to her,” Kugisaki suggested to her teacher, causing both Fushiguro and Itadori to nod in agreement - most likely to not be a victim to her wrath if they had disagreed with the female student.

“Maybe you should give her flowers? Or maybe some chocolate since L/N-sensei really like sweets,” Fushiguro commented, causing everyone to look at him with confused expressions on their faces.

“How did you know L/N-sensei loves sweets?” Itadori asked in a perplexed expression, as he wondered by Fushiguro would know such a random fact about you, causing his classmate to sign in frustration before explaining with, “when I was younger, she would always have a few small snacks in her pockets and would offer me some when I was upset or after picking me up from school,”.

“Awww that is so cute Fushiguro, L/N-sensei was basically your other parent,” Kugisaki commented with her hands hold her cheeks while squealing as she imagined the little image of you crouching down and giving a mini Fushiguro a chocolate chip cookie.

“Sensei, listen to Fushiguro and get a box of chocolates! The expensive kind as well because good food is anyone’s best friend,” Kugisaki ranted, as she was getting excited to set this couple up like she was cupid with the arrow - well...more like the nails and hammer.

“Or just get L/N-sensei’s favourite, which is…” Itadori added into the conversation before turning to his shikigami user friend, waiting for him to complete his sentence. Fushiguro turned to look at Itadori before quickly answering, “Meiji Milk Chocolate,”

“That’s quite a cheap chocolate,” Itadori then commented before Kugisaki quickly commanded, “it doesn't matter! Gojo-sensei, you need to go and buy that chocolate as soon as possible since L/N-sensei is coming to teach us today, so better hurry it up!” leading to the special grade shaman to sigh loudly as he quickly standing up from his seat to on his own two feet before making his way out of the room, quickly waving his arm out to all three of his students as a simple ‘see you later’

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After an extremely quick run to the closest convenience store, there was no surprised that Mr Gojo “I like eating sweets as well” Satoru came back with a small white bag with the store logo filled with masses of different types of sweets and chocolates nearly overflowing to the top, making any sweet-tooth child that saw this exceedingly jealous at the adult.

Walking around the grounds of Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College, Gojo was in search of both you and his three students, wondering where all four of you could have gone since he was very certain that there were no missions needed to be completed by anyone from what he was informed. 

However, there was a sudden sound of laughter coming from his left side causing the shaman to quickly turn in that direction and from the sounds of it, it was definitely Kugisaki laughing her ass off at something right now at this current moment in time. Turning his feet, Gojo steadily made his way towards the direction of the sound, hoping that he would find you and the rest there on wherever his feet would guide him.

After finding his way, Gojo had unexpectedly come to the amusing sight of both Fushiguro and Kugisaki - who was still laughing her ass off - sitting on the stairs that were leading to the track field of the school, with you casually standing with your hand in your pocket as Itadori was face planted on the ground from what he assumed was from your beating in your react combat training match.

“I can’t lie Yuji, you’re definitely stronger than I had imagined, if you are able to somehow combine both your physical strength with your curse energy equally, you would be able to beat Todo in no time,” you commented, as you stretched your arms to realise some of the tension that had gained from the little practice match you had with the salmon-haired student.

“Are you sure about that sensei?” Itadori excitedly asked as he quickly lifted his head up from the ground, causing you to gently smile at the young boy before nodding at his question. Leisurely, you turned your head towards the other students to ask whose turn it was until you suddenly saw an exceptionally tall figure standing behind the seated Fushiguro and Kugisaki.

“I guess class has to be dismissed for you,” you quietly mentioned to all the three students causing them to then look at the direction you were glancing at, only to find their playful teacher waving at them with a bright smile on his face.

“Yo~ it seemed like all of you had taken a beating, especially you Yuji,” Gojo stated, causing the Itadori to look away with a tired expression before steadily getting up from the ground. “Also, you all can head back into your dorms to freshen up from your training session since I need to have a chat with L/N-sensei. Class dismissed,” Gojo suddenly announced, leading all the first-years to look confused before seemingly realising what their teacher was going to do once they caught the slight of the small white bag that was in his hands.

Quickly making their way up the stairs, Itadori, Fushiguro and Kugisaki all gave you a wave ‘goodbye’ before making their way back to their rooms, making you and Gojo the only people that were in the area right now.

“What is it that you want, idiot?” you asked, before making your way towards him with a tired expression painted on your face before positioning yourself on the stairs where Kugisaki was previously seated, leading to the white-haired shaman to take a seat next to you - where Fushiguro was previously. 

Suddenly, you unexpectedly heard a loud sound of something ruffling causing you to turn your head, only to now discover the small white back that your Tokyo rival was carrying to then also quickly detect that it was filled with chocolates and sweets leading to a cute little shine in your eyes to which didn’t go unnoticed by the white-haired man.

“You looking at something sweetie~?” Gojo teasingly asked, causing you to look up at him before quickly turning your head away to the opposite direction, embarrassed that he had caught you peeking at his little snack bag. Although, a few seconds later, you suddenly saw two rectangular boxes that were in both brown and white colour appear in front of your face leaving you in a confused state before hearing “I thought you would want something sweet after teaching my students, like a thank you gift I suppose,”

Hesitantly, you grabbed the two packages before slowly turning back your head to look at your jujutsu sorcerer colleague to see what he was resting his chin on the palm of his hand, somewhat covering the lower half that wasn’t covered but no enough for you to not see the pink hues that were slowly appearing on his face.

Deciding to not ruin the moment, you peered down at the chocolate that Gojo had given you to only suddenly find that he had brought your favourite kind, Meiji Chocolate but he had also added the white chocolate version for you to which put a gentle smile upon your face.

“Oh~ are you liking my gifts?” Gojo playfully asked you as he peered upon your face causing you to look at him with an irritated look. “Way to ruin the moment, you fool,” you then stated before carefully opening the box as you then slid out the foiled covered chocolate before processing to remove the shiny wrapping, only to be presented with the smoothest looking bar of chocolate you have ever laid eyes on. 

Admiring the sweet treat for a few seconds, you began to break the top row of cubes because handing it towards the shaman that was still looking at you. “Here and thank you for the chocolate, I really appreciate it,” you quietly said to Gojo, leading to the shaman to look at you with a shocked face - since you rarely thanked him for simple things like this - before using taking a bite of the chocolate that was still in your hands causing you to blush extremely from his actions. 

“HEY! At least take the chocolate from my hands and not eat it while I’m holding it, you snow idiot!” you shouted at him before feeling something being gently pressed upon your lips while a hint of sweet milk chocolate could be tasted.

Instantly dropping the chocolate bar on your lap, you slowly raised your hands and gently placed them upon Gojo’s cheeks, keeping him still as you wanted to savour this moment a little longer with him. Just a little longer. 

The taste of chocolate was sweetly addictive and there was nothing that could make you want to pull away. You were just plainly addicted. 

Slowly, you moved one of your hands to place it behind his head while placing the other arm over his shoulder. You just needed him close to you. You were willing to let him take your last breath if that meant you get to taste the sweetness that was being shared between the both of you right now.

Unwillingly, you felt yourself and him begin to pull away due to the lack of air, leaving both you and Gojo with heavy breaths. However, before Gojo could ever get a word in between the silence that was surrounding the both of you, he suddenly felt you pull his head back towards you only to feel your lips upon his in a desperate state, letting him off with no choice but to enjoy the feeling on unconditional love that was evolving between both you and him.

As well as the sweet taste of chocolate.