#and started wearing all black cuz hes EMO now

[hecksupremechips]

Love how you can tell Quark was raised by Junpei cuz of how stupid his fucking hat is. Do you think Quark picked it up and tried it on and Junpei was just like "holy shit this kid is a fashion genius". Does Quark inherit the Marty McFly getup. Do he and Junpei have matching cruggs

[afriendlyblackhottie]

Pressure

Summary: Frank is your best friend and the two of you have feelings for each other, but he can’t seem to get his shit together.

Pairings: Frank (from Endings, Beginnings) x black!best friend!reader

Warnings: minors dni, smut, threatening to spank, daddy kink, rough sex, oral sex, unprotected sex, hint of breeding kink

(A/N: wooooow two so soon 😭 I mean I owe you guys. I did accidentally post this before so I’m glad I’m finally finished cuz I didn’t wanna just let this one go lol. Based on Pressure by Ari Lennox. Anyway thanks for reading. Like, follow, and comment with a reblog 💜✌🏾)

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Oh you fucking knew what you were doing right now.

Honestly he was a little confused by it right now. How one minute you’d been ignoring him. Acting like he doesn’t exist. Pissing him off.

Fine. Frank knew he fucked up. He fucked up a lot, what was one more thing. Even if he’d been trying to avoid that with you. Because for once he actually cared about someone. Not in a way where he only wanted to fuck you either.

Not that he didn’t want to do that either. Now. But even before that he doesn’t know. He likes hanging with you. Things were easy. He didn’t see you like that then.

Then outta nowhere it was like something had changed with you. Had started wearing your hair a little differently. Putting more effort into your makeup. Not that you weren’t cute as hell, but fuck it he doesn’t know. It’s like overnight you went from looking like his best friend to his dream girl.

It was not easy.

Deep down he knew he was always into you. Even if he didn’t want to admit it for a long time. You were just supposed to be Y/N. His bestie. The one his girlfriends weren’t supposed to worry about even if they didn’t want to admit that they did.

Except now it was clear that, that shit didn’t matter. His latest fling not able to make it as she’d been mad at him over this too. Not like he liked fighting with you over his girls. To you they were temporary anyway. You knew exactly what kind of guy Frank was. Maybe that’s why you found yourself wanting him so bad.

You’d always had a thing for men that didn’t care as long as they got what they want. Not that it was a good thing, but what can you say you had a type. One that had overlooked you for a really long time.

Now all of a sudden everyone had been acting differently as if you weren’t the same girl. All because you’d started playing with your look a little more. Suddenly you weren’t one of the guys.

Honestly you don’t know what you should have expected. Clearly Frank was preoccupied anyway. Hadn’t even said hi to you.

Whatever not like you hadn’t been ignoring him. He’d pissed you off anyway a few days ago. It was bugging you how different he’d been acting since then. As if it was your fault.

Then you get dragged out because your friends were tired of seeing you mope around. Even had you pre-game to really loosen you up. Not that you told anyone why, but seeing as how the two of you suddenly weren’t attached at the hip it was a mystery.

Now he was here and you were looking good, but so was he. The two of you trying to not make it obvious that you were staring. Getting a few peeks in as your group sat around talking to each other.

“Trouble in paradise?” Melissa teased. Everyone a little surprised when you didn’t give him a hug. Were still trying to avoid him. “Is that why you’ve been all emo lately?”

You chuckled, holding your drink up to your lips. “I plead the fifth.”

Maybe it was that you didn’t really know what to say. How to even explain it all. Or maybe you just didn’t want to.

Frank on the other hand seemed to keep going over and over in his head about what he wanted to say to you. Wasn’t sure if he should. It was kind of tempting to just do what he always did and just say fuck it. To drink his sorrows away. Do some coke and fuck them problems.

Except you’d made him stop doing shit like that and had turned him into a fucking sap for you. One whose stomach turned at the idea of you finding out if he did some shit like that again. Hated that he’d pushed you away.

Just didn’t want to embarrass himself all over. He’d done that enough the other day.

“Hey, Y/N,” he greeted you. Finally deciding to just do it.

“Hey, Frank,” you replied, through gritted teeth. Feeling bundles of nerves clench in your stomach.

“Oh come on,” he said. “Where’s my hug?” He asked.

You rolled your eyes as he stretched out his arm wanting so badly to tell him to fuck all the way off. But then it was hard seeing him all wounded puppy eyed.

Instead of completely rejecting him, you went in for a side hug. Only for him to grab you tightly. Making sure he could squeeze you.

“Can we talk later?” He whispered in your ear.

“Maybe,” you replied, but honestly you weren’t in the mood to start a scene.

“Don’t think I won’t ask again,” he said into your ear. “Keep asking and asking until you’re sick of me.”

“Do whatever you need to do,” you replied.

Not like he didn’t think you’d be stubborn. Of course you were. Couldn’t resist it.

Frank watched as you ended up outside with your girls. Going from shots to beers. Dancing with them.

He kept a close eye on you. Always wanted you to have fun and didn’t mind being the person to have to care for you after. Except if you were pushing him away he couldn’t exactly do that.

As you’d already been drinking it didn’t take long for you to hit the point of no return. Especially as some guy was trying to push all up on you.

He hates to admit it even as he could hear your voice nagging at him to back off in his head, but he just couldn’t. What was he supposed to do let you go home with some dork. Some other guy. Yeah that wasn’t going to happen. Even if you were pissed at him.

“Alright, I think you’ve had enough,” Frank said, swooping in.

“What?” You asked with a raised eyebrow. “I know you think you are, but you’re not the boss of me.”

Well what what the fuck was he supposed to do? Just let you go home with someone else right in front of him? Yeah the fuck right.

“Cut that shit out,” he replied. “I’m taking you home.”

“Let go of me! You’re not my daddy!” You said.

Frank narrowed his eyes at you. Grabbing your hand to yank you away. Like hell he wasn’t. You’d really, really pissed him off now.

It wasn’t like he didn’t know about your kinks. Had teased you enough the first time he found out. If anything that was what had gotten him to really start thinking about you after he’d gotten down joking with you.

So yeah you knew what the fuck you were doing when you called him that in particular. And he wasn’t going to just let you have your fucking way.

He didn’t give a shit if you wanted to be stubborn. “What the hell is your problem?” You asked him with your arms folded from the passenger seat of his car.

As if you didn’t know. Fuck. No one pissed him off like you did. Honestly he really should be taking it as a talent. How you seemed to be the one person he could love most but it meant that you could get under his skin like no one else could.

Hell even you were annoyed that you ended up here. Had been trying so hard to come off as uncaring but you were drunk and he always took care of you when you were drunk. Why would it change now. But you were supposed to be mad at him.

“You’re my problem,” he grumbled back. “Don’t act like you don’t know what you’re fucking doing.”

You scoffed. “And what am I doing?”

“Getting on my nerves,” was all he said.

That only made you roll your eyes. He was so damn annoying. “You better be taking me home,” you said, crossing your arms.

“I am taking you home,” he said in a huff.

“Really because it looks like we’re on our way to your house,” you said.

“Exactly. I’m taking you home,” he replied with a smirk not giving two shits about your attitude. That’s okay you wanted to act like this, he had no problem showing you how much it irritated him.

“Take. Me. Home,” you huffed, crossing your arms.

Frank rolled his eyes at your behavior. As if he wasn’t used to you being a brat. Even before your little makeover that’s how you were. A little fucking brat.

This was just the shit he had to deal with when it comes to you. And yet all he could do was be in his feelings thinking about how much more it made him want you.

Even as you went off on him in the passenger seat. He didn’t care. He wasn’t even listening. Just wanted to get you back to his place so he could shut you up.

“I said take me home!” You yelled at him as he pulled up outside of his place as he cut off the car. Still ignoring you as he took off his seatbelt and got out of the car. You pouting in the passenger seat with your arms crossed like a fucking baby. That’s fine. You wanted to be like that. He didn’t mind taming a little fucking brat like you.

“Get out of the car,” he demanded as you looked away from him. “Get out or I’ll snatch you out.”

That’s what made your head snap to him. Almost like you were considering it until you replied, “oh please you’re not gonna do shit.”

Oh you were really trying to irritate him. Had to know what the fuck you were doing by acting like this. Fuck you were so- he clearly needed to show you that he was not one to be fucked with.

“Hey!” You squealed as he leaned over you to take off your seatbelt. Grabbing your arms so he could do exactly as he threatened. Picking you up and not caring as you smacked at his body as he carried you up the stairs of his complex.

Frank was fucking over it. Over pretending he didn’t want you. Over you acting like you didn’t want him when he knows you did. Even if you were smacking as his shoulder me as you hung upside down over it.

“Let go of me!” You shrieked.

Frank set you down on the floor. Not giving you a chance to get steady as he pushed you against the wall and between him. “I’m taking you inside and you’re going to like it. Am I clear?” He growled, grabbing your arm to push it against the wall.

You bit your lip. Half a mind to tell him to fuck off and take you home again. The other part of you the stupid nagging on just made me look up at him with Bambi eyes.

“I’m tired of playing games with you” he grumbled. “Tired of you ignoring my fucking calls and shit. I text you and you don’t even fucking respond.”

Your lip trembled, looking away from him. “Yeah because you were an asshole. I didn’t wanna talk to you.”

Frank’s eyes settling on your lips as you spoke. “Baby, look, you know I wasn’t trying to hurt you-,”

“I actually don’t know that. You don’t exactly have the best track record.” Your eyes finally starting to feel all hazy. Fuck no. You did not need to cry right now. Not in front of Frank of all people.

He put a hand under your chin, making you look at him. Your eyes connecting with those soft baby blues of his. “Bullshit. You know what I think? I think you wish I’d hurt you. I think you wish I’d grab you by your hair and pull inside. I bet you wouldn’t have stopped me if I grabbed your ass and told you it was mine. I think that’s what all of this is about. You’re scared of me taking control, but it’s all you can think about.”

Frank pressed his nose against the side of your face as he spoke into your ear. Close as hell. Way closer than you’d think you could handle. Biting your lip to hold in a whimper that was threatening to escape. It was not fair that he was doing this to you.

“Tell me I’m fuckin’ lying and I’ll let you go right now, but if you can’t I want you to get your ass upstairs like a good girl and let daddy fuck you exactly like you’ve been in wanting me to.”

You felt so tongue tied as he spoke down at you. Hating how your body reacted to his threats. While it clearly wanted exactly what he was telling you, your brain was telling to to run away.

But fuck, his hands felt so good as they grabbed your hips. Your skin prickling under his touch. Nipples getting harder against your padded bra.

“Tell me you don’t want me,” he said. “And I’ll leave you alone. We can go back to being just friends and I can live with that, but if not then I’m ready to take the chance.” He swallowed.

Your bottom lip trembling as you finally answered. “You’re full of shit.”

“Yeah?” He asked. “Think so?”

You nodded, once again looking away from him. He did that shit were he made you look back at him again. “… no…” you finally admitted.

Frank rolled his eyes. “Sick of this shit. You’re mine. I’m yours. Got it?”

You nodded. “Yes, sir.”

He shook his head. “No. You know what the fuck I want.”

“I… you know I can’t just-,” you stopped to breathe. “Not like… that.”

“What not?” He asked, tired of you beating around the bush. Fuck it was all he could think about since he found out. Since he read that shit on your phone. Even back then.

Except the difference between then and now was that he didn’t have to worry about seeing you with anyone else. Yeah that was fucked up, but fuck he’d been so used to you keeping to yourself and now look at you. All glammed up and daring every man to get your attention. He couldn’t let someone else had it. Not after he was the one that had it for so long.

He never had to share you before, why would he start now. Good thing your stubborn ass got it together. And yet you were still trying to resist him.

“Because I don’t even know if I can trust you,” you blurted out. Hell may as well put all your cards out on the table. Why wouldn’t you. If you and Frank were going to do this, you were going to do it right.

“I’ve never given you a reason to not trust me,” he said, furrowing his brow.

“Bullshit.” You laughed. “I’ve been friends with you for how long? I know exactly how you are and as much as I can tell myself that I’m different, am I? I don’t wanna get attached and then-,”

Frank sighed, putting his hands on your arms. “I know. Okay. That’s why it took me so long, but, Baby, I’ve wanted you for I don’t know how long and I’m not about to fuck it up.”

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” you said, crossing your arms.

He looked down at you, blue eyes meeting yours. Not like he shouldn’t have expected you to be stubborn. “Okay.” He leaned down and kissed your cheek. “If I have to prove it to you, I will.”

You shrugged. “Okay.”

Frank tilted his head to the side getting a good look at you. Fuck you looked beautiful. Fine. You wanted him to prove it. He would. Bring on the pressure.

He kissed you again. This time with no intention of stopping. Happy when you didn’t either. Pulling you into his apartment. Tired of waiting to get you into his bed.

Your arms went around his check as he pressed you into the door once he closed it behind himself. “You’re mine,” he whispered against your lips. “All mine.”

“Then you’re mine, too,” you said.

“You know I am, Baby.” He went back to putting his lips on yours. Not being able to help himself and he couldn’t get enough. Unlike last time, he wasn’t going to let you get away from him.

“Ugh, yes,” you whined as his lips touched your neck. Your hands grabbing at his shirt. Fuck you wanted him bad. Much more than you thought you did.

“Sound so fucking good when you moan,” he said into your ear. Fuck he needed you. Had been needing you and now he was about to finally fucking have you.

Clothes littered the floor on the way to his bedroom. Before laying you down. “Take this shit off,” he said. Going to the back of your bra so he could unclasp it.

“Frank, I-,” you whined as he started kissing on your breasts. Taking one of your nipples into his mouth and making you let out a moan as soon as he ran his tongue over it. “Fuck!”

Fuck he could hear you make noises like that for the rest of his life. “Mine,” He whispered against your skin. Meaning every bit of it.

“Frankie,” you cried out, fuck his mouth felt so good on you.

It wasn’t what he wanted to hear, but fuck hearing you moan his name made his dick get harder against your thigh. Can’t believe it took him this long to do this. Should have been doing this for years.

He started kissing down your body ready to get you out of your panties. “Not yet,” you whined. “More.”

Fucking brat. “I know, Baby, but I need to fuck you.”

“But,” you stopped to let out a little mewl, “it felt so good I was so close.”

“You were gonna cum from me sucking on your tits?” He asked.

You nodded. “Uh huh,” you whimpered.

Well, that was definitely noted. Seeing how sensitive you were was making him crazy. “Can’t believe it took me this long to find out what a needy little slut you are.”

As soon as he got to your center and was able to hook the little fabric around his fingers so he could finally tug it down. Frank whispered a fuck under his breath as your wetness came into view. Not sure he could have even stopped himself when he put his mouth on your pussy.

“Ah!” You gasped out. Hands going to Frank’s hair as his tongue worked your clit. “Fu-fuck,” voice turning into a whimper.

His hands looped under your thighs to spread you out even more. Fuck he felt like he was at a feast with how yummy you were. Could definitely see him being addicted to this.

“Don’t stop-,” you threw your head back, as he licked down to your opening. Fuck, he loved how vocal you were.

Your stomach clenched and you instinctively put your hand against your clit. Only for him to smack it away so he could do it.

“Right there!” You sobbed out. “Fuck, Frank- Frank- Frank, you’re gonna-,” you stopped to hiccup, “you’re gonna make me cum!”

Hmmm, as good as the idea of that was the idea of you cumming around him was so much more tempting. “Not yet, Baby. You cum when I tell you.” He peppered kisses along your thighs.

“No! Please! I need it!” You begged. “I’ll suck your dick after.”

Frank laughed. Fuck you really were a little slut. How the fuck did he miss this. Meanwhile you were trying to force yourself to dial it back a little. Couldn’t help it how far gone you were. Felt like he’d already fucked you stupid and you hadn’t even had his dick in you yet.

He climbed back on top of you, not caring about your protests before pressing his lips to yours again. “Want you cumming on my dick first. Show you that nobody can do you like I will. Need to ruin other men for you.”

As if he already hadn’t.

“Do you have a condom?” You asked.

He raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, but I’m not stopping,” he said as he spread your thighs apart as he lined your entrance up with the head of his cock.

“Wait, what?” You raised an eyebrow.

“I’m not wearing condoms when I fuck you. This is my pussy. If I get you pregnant then so fucking be it,” he said and fuck you hated how hot that sounded.

The anticipation made your stomach turn. Could you really handle this? Fuck he was big. Could you even take him. Not like he was giving you a choice at this point. Not like you didn’t want it.

“But-,”

“Are you on birth control?” He asked.

You shook your head. “You know I’m not.”

“Good.” With that he pushed the tip in. Making you hiss as he inched in deeper. Mouth dropping open as you looked between the two of you. Watching as he filled you up. “My pussy. I’ll cum in it as much as I want,” he whispered in your ear.

Not like you could try to hide how turned on that made you. Not with how fucking wet you were. Not the way you were trying to suck him in as your pussy clenched around him as soon as it could.

Frank bit his lip as he looked down at you. Grabbing the back of your hair so you had to meet his eyes. Smashing his lips to yours again. You gasped more against his mouth. Barely giving you anytime to adjust to it.

“Tight little cunt, fuck,” he groaned as he started to move. Your face going into his neck

“Frankie!” You mewled, as he fucked into you.

He grabbed your hair so you had to look at him again. “Eyes on me, Baby. Want you to look at me when I make you cum.”

Nodding as you bit your lip. It was probably for the best you didn’t know his dick was this good sooner. Better than the fantasies you’d built up in your head.

Pussy getting tighter around him as you were already pent up after being denied before. “‘m gonna cum,” you whimpered.

“Do it, Baby,” he whispered against your lips. “Cum for me.” Lips hovering against yours as he said. “Be my good girl and cum for me.”

You nodded. Face screwing up as your chest shook. Letting out a cry, nails digging into his back as you did what he told you to. Cumming around his dick. Pussy clamping down and forcing him to slip out.

“Frank!” You cried out his name, clinging to him now.

He scooped you up. Letting you cling all you wanted. Looking down into your eyes cuz fuck you looked beautiful like this for him. He needed to see you like this way more often.

Then he could help himself as he put his thumb against your clit. Making you put your hand against your mouth as you cried out.

Frank grabbed your hand. Bringing it up. “Nuh uh, I want my fucking neighbors to hear you when you cum on my dick. Let everybody know I’m fucking you good.”

You nodded and sniffled at that. Still trying to hold it in as your head went back again. Fuck.

With her his finger went to your opening. Pushing two fingers inside your pussy. “Fuck, did I just say?” He asked.

“I- ugh- I,” felt like you couldn’t get your head together. The pleasure becoming a little too much. Your body reacting to it all like this was the first time you’d ever been fucked.

“Can’t speak now?” He asked, with a raised eyebrow. “You were talking all that shit earlier though.”

Using his fingers to bring you on the verge of another orgasm. “I’m- ugh you’re gonna make me cum again!” You whined.

“Then do it,” Frank demanded. Putting his face in yours. Daring you. “Say my fucking name and cum for me.”

“I-,” you brought your legs up holding the back of your thighs. Toes en pointe. Wanting to give him as much access as you could as he leaned back on top of you. “Frank,” you gave in to exactly what he asked for. Why even fight it anymore.

“That’s right. That’s my fucking girl,” Frank growled as you squirted on his fingers. Rubbing you a little more furiously so he could prolong it when he felt the wetness hit his palm. “Fuuuuuuck, Y/N.”

“Ah!” You screamed out. Letting go of your legs as you tried to inch back. Not that he would let you. As soon as Frank realized what you were trying to do he wrapped an arm around you, holding you in place. “Frank! I can’t!”

“Yes you can,” he immediately replied. Not at all willing to take that as an answer. “Be a good girl and take it for me, Baby. Don’t you wanna be my good girl.”

You nodded with a whimper. “I- yes, but- ah!” Had gotten way past coherent thought.

Frank grinned as he noticed that look in your eyes. Leaning down to kiss your nose. Fuck you looked beautiful all dressed up, but like this? No this was all for him. Yeah fucking right he’d let you go home with some other guy. And let him take his place? Fuck that. You were his and you and everyone else needed to know that.

With that, he got back on top of you. Not giving you a minute to adjust as he fucked back into you. Suddenly feeling incredibly territorial. You needed to be the first one to know that you were his. “Whose pussy is this?” He asked.

Nails scratching into him as you whimpered. “It’s yours.”

Fuck. Frank felt himself ready to burst at that. Sounded so damn pretty coming from your lips. Needed to hear it again. “Whose pussy is this?” He repeated.

“It’s yours!” You sobbed.

“Cum for me one more time,” he grunted, feeling his orgasm getting closer but he wanted you to let go one more time. Didn’t need you thinking he was selfish for your first time. “Want my pussy cum for me.”

With his words he felt you tighten around him again. Cries come from your lips as you did as he told you to. Finally giving himself permission to do the same.

Frank pushed his cock in until he was right against your cervix as he finally came deep inside of you. Hips rocking with a slight edge as he tried to push his seed deeper into you. As if this was the mark you needed to keep other men away.

Finally he stilled. Laying his head on your breasts. Breathing deeply as he collapsed on top of you. Scratching your fingernails along his back as the two of you came down from your highs.

By the time he rolled off of you, you didn’t think you could even move. Body frozen as the aftermath of sex and booze finally getting to you.

Frank pulled you into his arms. Kissing the side of your head. “I love you,” he whispered. “Always have. Always will.”

As Frank looked down at you after noticing how quiet you were after his confession, he chuckled seeing you sound asleep. That’s okay. You’d talk in the morning.

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“Ugh,” you groaned as you opened your eyes. Peeking them open to the dark room around you. Head pounding and swirling at the same time. Once again feeling like you needed to throw up.

Sitting up and to pull the blankets off. Looking down at your naked body as everything from last night came flooding back. Shit. You were on his room. But where the hell was he?

Sure he talked a good game, but you knew Frank. What a flake he was. All he wanted to do was party and fuck and it’s not like you blamed him, but if he was serious as he said then he needed to keep that energy.

Like why the hell wouldn’t he be here as you threw up. Though maybe it was much less embarrassing alone.

You brushed your teeth after. Hopping into the shower to feel a little less gross. Climbing back into bed after putting one of his t-shirts on to fall back to sleep. Groaning as you wish you’d gotten a water bottle or something. Can’t believe you’d gotten that drunk last night. How embarrassing.

Resting your eyes again, mind wandering to the sex. Fuck. Can’t say he didn’t do you right. He might be full of shit but at least he fucked you right. Asshole couldn’t even be here right now.

“Y/N? You awake?” You heard him whisper into the dark. As much as you wanted to jump up and let him know you were awake to talk some shit to his face, you were too goddamn tired.

You peeped your eyes open to see his keys laid on the nightstand, his running shoes in the corner. Figures he’d still go for a run even after getting laid last night. You could tell he’d already showered by how good he smelled. Wanted to bury your nose into him. “Y/N,” he whispered softly. “Wake up, Baby. We’re going out for breakfast remember.”

Your heart fluttered at the nickname. Groaning as you thought about getting up again. “No,” you groaned.

Frank couldn’t help it as he smiled. Stubborn girl. “You okay?” He asked.

“No,” you repeated. “I just threw up. I don’t wanna go anywhere.”

“Ah, shit. Want me to order something? I can do that.”

You nodded. “Please?”

Frank pouted. Leaning down to press his lips to your temple. “Alright. Whatever you want, Baby.”

There goes that damn nickname again.

Waking up finally, you looked like the old you. Natural hair out and braided so that it was out of your face. Beautiful no matter what you did.

After ordering breakfast and getting you water, he climbed in beside you. Burying your head into his chest. Sure you were trying to be stubborn but you couldn’t help yourself. He was just so cozy.

You sat up, reaching for your cup. Taking a sip. And welcoming the feeling of your stomach starting to settle.

You drifted off again. Getting way more comfortable than you meant to with your head on his chest. Him peppering your head with kisses. Ready to lay there as long as you needed him too.

“No,” you mumbled, grip tightening on him as he tried to move out from under you, waking you up.

Frank chuckled. “I have to get the food.”

“Nuh uh,” you groaned.

He swatted your butt before taking a handful of it into his palm. Not able to help himself. He didn’t care what you’d say about it. This was his ass and he wasn’t going to keep his hands off of it.

Lucky for him you didn’t make a move to get him to stop. Why would you after last night. “Fine you stay here and I’ll-,” he tried moving out of the way except you held onto him tighter. He couldn’t help it as he smirked to himself at your reaction. His needy fucking girl. “Here how about I carry you to the couch. That better?” He asked.

“Mhm,” you mumbled into his shoulder.

It’s not like he didn’t have the habit of spoiling you for as long as the two of you had been friends. It really was only a matter of time before the two of you hooked up. Had already turned him into a sap for you.

Frank laid you down on the couch. Kissing your forehead before going to fetch the food despite your protests for him to stay. Brat.

When he came back, setting the bags on the coffee table, you hardly wasted anytime. Climbing on his lap as if you couldn’t go a minute. Frank smiled to himself, kissing your cheek. “Needy girl.”

You scrunched your nose at his words. Even though he was right that didn’t mean you weren’t in denial about it. Instead you reached for the remote going to Netflix as you ignored it. Asking him if he wanted to watch the show the two of you had been binge watching together.

“Surprised you didn’t finish it without me,” he said, taking the food out of the bag.

“I was tempted to,” you replied.

“But, you didn’t,” he added, holding your sandwich up to your face to take a bite before taking it out of his hands altogether.

You finished chewing, looking over at him. “I mean, it’s not too late to,” you replied. “Make you suffer through Selling Sunset.”

Frank looked at you and rolled his eyes. “Hell no. Put it on before I spank your ass.”

You stiffened at the threat, looking up at him before doing as you were told. Oh? So that was the magical button. Huh. He could really get used to that.

You got up after to wash your hands and throw your stuff away when you were done. Frank staying right where he was except when he needed to use the bathroom. Then taking back his spot next to you.

“So where’s Maya?” You finally asked him, eyes still focused on the screen. “I thought the two of you were kicking it or whatever.”

Frank chuckled. “Yeah we were. Shit changes.”

“Clearly.” Okay so obviously you were still upset with him. And no amount of breakfast food would fix that. Hell he thought his dick would have shown you that. What the hell had even happened. You’d went from being all over him to irritated all over again.

“Look…” he started. “Okay come on. No way you’re still mad. I thought we were good,” he replied. Really not wanting to fight. Couldn’t things just be simple already.

You crossed your arms across your chest suddenly wishing you’d put on pants or underwear. It wasn’t even that he wasn’t right. More so that you didn’t want him to be.

“I don’t know how many times I’ll have to tell you I’m sorry until you believe it,” he said, pulling you closer. Sick of you being so far away. Especially since you were his now whether you wanted to argue about this or not.

“Look… when I kissed you that day, I really didn’t mean for it to end up like that. I was in my head and Maya had been complaining that I was spending too much time with you,” he explained. “So I thought fuck it why not maybe I really do and then I don’t know when things didn’t stop-,”

“Yeah I was there we don’t really need to rehash this,” you cut him off.

“But, we do,” he asserted. “Because for the first time in a long time, Babe, I realized… I felt something and it scared me.”

You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, yeah, i know everyone wouldn’t stop talking about how perfect you were together.”

Frank sighed because holy shit how were you not getting it. So goddamn stubborn. What was he supposed to do with you. How the hell were you not getting it!

“I’m not talking about Maya!” He replied. “Fuck, Y/N. What don’t you get!”

“Then tell me! You’re the one being weird!”

“Because I’m in love you with you, you jerk.”

That’s when time had felt like it had stopped. Both of you suddenly holding your breaths. Your mouth dropping open then closing.

Frank shifted his eyes away when it became clear you weren’t going to say anything back. “… forget I said anything,” he said, ready to save himself further embarrassment.

“Don’t…” you suddenly said in a small voice. One he doesn’t think he ever heard from you before. “Don’t say that again…”

“Well, you’re not exactly responding, okay?” He scoffed.

“… I just… you can’t say that and not mean it okay. Once you say it you can’t take it back,” you whispered.

Frank sighed watching as your lip quivered. Tilting his head to the side so he could get a really good look of you with your eyes all round. “I’m not gonna take it back,” he replied.

“Promise?” You asked holding out your hand, extending your pinky finger.

This time he chuckled. Fucking nerd. “I promise.” Hooking his own pinky with yours.

You bit your bottom lip, feeling like you were scared to make even a peep again. His confession rendering you even more confused than before. On one hand, shocked. On another hand kind of feeling stupid for being so mad at him.

But, then there was another part…

One of the reasons his reaction had pissed you off so bad because you thought out of all guys, Frank wouldn’t be the one to leave. That the two of you finally kiss and then the two of you stopped talking. It fucking hurt. He should have been here kissing your ass after that. It made you feel so… you’d had a rough few weeks.

So now he was here telling you why. Honestly he was lucky you didn’t tell your brother on him. Had been wondering how could he do that. And now…

“What’s wrong?” He asked, noticing how quiet you ended up getting again. The way your eyes seemed to get all shiny. Ah shit. “Please. I want us to be able to talk to each other. I’m sorry for not being around, but we’ve never not talked to each other. I don’t wanna lose that.”

“You ghosted me,” you said. “It- it fucking broke me, Frank.”

Yeah he knew he was an asshole for that. He didn’t mean to ghost you. It wasn’t like that. He just… fuck he was an ass.

“I know, Baby,” he said, finally pulling you into a hug finally just pulling you into his lap. Holding onto your little . “I’m sorry. I’m so, so, so sorry. And I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you, okay?” Frank kissed the side of your head. Nuzzling you with his nose. “I’m sorry, Baby. I’m sorry.”

He could feel your tears getting his shirt wet. All he could do was hold you. Fuck he hated that he made you feel like this.

“I’m sorry,” he repeated. “I know. I was an asshole.”

Not like he wasn’t already aware. Not like you hadn’t seen him treat other women exactly the same. Fuck. No wonder you’d been so mad at him.

“I’ll make it up to you, okay?” He whispered into your temple. “Do whatever I need to. I’m sorry, Baby.”

You sniffled pulling away. “I like it when you call me Baby.”

“Yeah?” He asked, he put his hand under your chin.

“Yeah,” you whispered softly.

“I like calling you Baby,” he whispered back.

“Are we gonna be one of those annoying couples that are always telling each other to hang up first?” You asked.

“Oh? We’re a couple now?” He asked as a smile spread across his face.

“No. I said are we going to be.”

“Ha,” he laughed. “We just might be, Baby. But first, let me make it up to you.”

You nodded. “Okay. How?”

“Well, first of all, I don’t want us to have sex again until the time is right. I don’t want you to think I’m just trying to hit and quit. I want you to trust me.”

Frank grabbed your hand. Lacing your fingers together. “Are you sure?”

“Mhm,” he replied, leaning over to kiss your temple again. “I’ll do anything to prove myself to you. Make you trust me.”

“Ok,” you whispered, head laying on his shoulder as you stayed curled in his lap.

Couldn’t believe the two of you had finally made it this far, but now that you were this was it for him.

[seireitonin]

Hey, hru? Can you make some Tobyxnina hc/dynamics. I started shipping it because of u because I like the ship. Glad!:3

Sure! I love my rare pair but ig it’s getting more traction and I’m so happy!! :3 (idk if I had anything to do w that but I’m happy regardless. Also I hc Nina as black so :3 these are gonna be written in that in mind also these are all so fluffy)

Toby x Nina headcannons❤️

Scemo girlfriend. Grungy midwestern emo boyfriend

They hang out in the forest away from everyone

Mainly because some of the other creeps are like “you guys are a very strange couple”

Nina embraces the weirdness of their relationship

It was unexpected and came out of nowhere and no one could’ve saw it coming

While Toby hates the comments about it

If they love each other why does it matter?

They are though

I mean Nina’s whole thing was liking Jeff

What changed?

After growing up and maturing Nina released she never even liked or loved Jeff

She was just obsessed with him

Leading to a very unhealthy “relationship”

(Jeff just kept her around because she did what he said)

But Nina and Toby were different

Through spending time together they had to build this unlikely relationship

Toby found her really annoying and Nina thought he was so gloomy

But after spending more time together Toby’s mood would lighten around her

He needed someone like her

She was so so happy and bubbly and gentle and sweet

Toby had only known rough, callous and uncaring all his life

So being around her felt peaceful

And it still does

Nina spent so long trying to impress Jeff

So her being able to make Toby happy by just being herself makes her cry with happiness sometimes

He loves HER

Not what she can do for him

Toby enjoys her holding her hand, not telling her what to do

Nina enjoys playing with his hair, not hitting him or pushing him around

They like each other :)

Since Nina is a scemo queen, Toby likes to watch her get ready

The teasing of her hair, putting on all those belts, the dark eyeshadow and eyeliner the dark brown concealer on her lips to blend in with her skin

He thinks it’s over the top and looks ridiculous

And he loves it

Because it’s on her

“Why do you still dress like it’s 2007?”

“Cuz it’s fun! :3!”

“Is it, now?”

“Mhm! You should try it!”

“Don’t think so”

“Ah my gloomy Toby”

“Not gloomy. Just not me”

“But we listen to emo music together though!”

“Doesn’t mean I have to dress like it”

“I’m gonna make you do it one day”

“Sure you are”

Nina loves watching him practice hatchet throwing

When he hits a tree right in the middle she’ll cheer

“Yay Toby!”

He smiles a bit at her as to say thank you

He still has trouble with the whole emotions thing

He won’t say he loves Nina with his words but his actions

Getting her a new studded belt, more hairspray new eyeliner and anything that reminds him of her

Blast emo music in the car together and headbang

Toby is midwestern emo and Nina is MySpace emo

Although Toby also really likes nu metal, and other alternative music too

Nina often steals Toby’s hoodies and sweaters and will wear them to sleep, especially when he’s away on a mission

They’re mainly brown, black, dark blue all neutral colors because Toby’s plain like that

They smell like him and it makes her so happy

“Nina-what did I tell you about taking my stuff?”

*nina knocked tf out*

“Ugh you’re lucky you’re beautiful. You’re getting makeup all over my hoodie”

Nina wants to straighten Toby’s hair and give him emo hair and a fringe sooo bad

Like really bad

He grew is hair out for her to do it, he didn’t care about his hair anyway

He’ll let her do what she wants and she did just that

She gave him emo hair but it looked professionally done it’s so clean

Toby’s honestly impressed

Nina thinks he looks so hot with emo hair especially when he wears plain black shirts or shirts with bands he likes on them

Literally the emo bf she’s always wanted

Toby hates being called emo buuuut he kinda is

She’s now trying to get Toby to let her dye his hair pink and black to match hers

That’s where Toby drew the line

Nina and Toby got matching piercings though!

Now they both have canine bites, septums, eyebrow piercings and a bunch of ear piercings

Why not? He can’t feel it

They’ll touch tongues through the open wounds in their faces

Nina will stick her tongue out through her smile and Toby will touch her tongue with his through his face gash hole thingy

Nina makes Toby candi bracelets and Toby puts them on his hatchets

Toby will take Nina shopping with money he stole and saved up from victims

Goes with her every time because he doesn’t want her to get harassed

Super protective of her, just like he is with all the women he loves

No one can make fun of Nina’s fashion except for him

Nina definitely sings rap songs like sexy red and Meg the stallion to him as a joke

Toby just tolerates it

“Stop me and you’re racist, Toby!”

*head in his hands* “I’m not stopping you”

Toby is still, blunt, rude, obnoxious and cynical but tries to tone it down around Nina

He knows she’s sensitive to people talking to her like that, especially her partners

Nina will sometimes decorate Toby’s scars with glitter

He’s covered in them

All he does is roll his eyes and let her

He wasn’t doing anything with them anyway

Even though Toby is 29 and Nina’s 27 they feel like happy teenagers with each other

This is what their lives should’ve been together if the world was kinder to them

Just 2 people in love, hanging out listening to music, together, shopping together, going out to eat together

Nina being scemo is healing her inner child

Toby loving her true authentic self is healing her inner child

Toby tries to do the same by wearing more comfortable sweaters and trying to break the habit of picking at his skin

Nina loving him despite all his problems is healing his inner child

This is how life should be

No abuse, no suffering

Just them being in love and chilling

[4kiraa]

JOCK ITTO AND HIS “EMO” GF😱

nah cuz you can tell me itto nd his gf wouldn’t be total opposites…

cw!: fem!reader, talk of being emo☠️, reader just wears black and dresses kinda like those goths on pinterest that i be calling mommy, mentions of bullying really minor i swear, modern hs day au because i know absolutely nothing abt genshin LMAO. ALSO NAWT PROOF READ.

No one could believe what they were currently seeing.

A 6’5, jock who was known for being the “himbo” of their school, walking hand in hand with the all black wearing girl who was an entire foot shorter than him and who’s looks could also kill. whispers filled the air as girls who had been crushing on your bf since the dawn of time glared at your warm smiling faces.

no one could believe what they were currently seeing

JOCK ITTO! who for the past 2 weeks has been enchanted by you, a girl he sees every two days in the library either reading a book or listening to music through your black sonny earphones decorated with tiny little skull stickers. he was originally sent there by his teachers because he had been failing in almost every single subject. it’s not like he was dumb!…well ok he kinda is, but it was mainly because of his sports. being a jock with countless games at different schools along with practice was very hard!!!

JOCK ITTO! who told his gang of jocks about you, the mysterious and very pretty girl but was shocked to hear their response.

“oh, you mean y/n?” one of his friends cackled. “she’s no good news arataki” he said as he patted itto on the back. “yeah!” one of his other friends chimed in “i remember trying to askin’ her out once, she’s a dark beauty alright but man is she cold! before i could even finish she walked away from me!. im tell’n you man, shes totally stuck up” “ itto was surprised to say the least, ‘was that all true?’ i mean, how would he know? he’s never even talked to you before, he’s just stared at you like a lil creep admiring the way you brushed you hair , or how you would apply your lip gloss, and how- “you know itto” one of his friends said while interjecting his thoughts. “ a girl is the last thing you should be worrying about, we’ve got a game soon and our best player isn’t with us because he’s too busy trying to complete his homework” he was right, itto thought. he should be focusing on sports, not some girl. but still for some reason, he just couldn’t get you off his mind…

JOCK ITTO! Who after thinking about you for days, decided to go and talk to you instead of hearing about you from his friend’s experiences. “hey! i’m arataki itto, what’s your name!” he said while running towards you in the library “i’ve seen you a couple times before and i just wanted to say that-“ “SHHHH” the librarian loudly shushed him as itto covered his mouth. “sorry! n’yways as i was- he froze solid as your pretty mascara covered eyes looked him up and down, your plump lips parting to respond. “i’m sorry, do you need something?” itto, still frozen, started sweating. 'is she mad at me? why does she sound mad? is that always how she sounds😨?’ mans was stressed ok, and it didn’t help that you were a criminally beautiful girl because we all know despite this man being one of the most popular guys in school and having girl all across the damn country thirsting over him, he still has L rizz.

JOCK ITTO! Who, for the first time, saw you crack a warm hearted smile at his awkwardness, creating little black butterflies in his stomach. “i’m just kidding” you say will playfully hitting his arm ‘i’m never going to shower after this🫡’ itto thought. “my name is y/n, i’ve seen you in the library for the past few weeks, you need any help?

JOCK ITTO! who you now help out with his homework, both of you learning new things about each other. for him, he learns about your style and ‘dark’ interests. And for him, you realize that’s he’s actually not so dumb. and as the two of you gradually grow closer, the more stares and whispers that you both gain.

“Nahh, is that y/n and itto? ain no way😨”

“shut up, she’ll hear you and sacrifice you, i heard that’s what then emos be doing bruh”

JOCK ITTO! who after 3 months, finally decided to ask you out, fumbling over his words and looking like a damn fool if i’m being honest.But no thing could prepare him for your answer. “so you like me huh?” you said in a sly tone. “sure, let’s go out itto, show me a good time” then bro fainted…

“um itto, itto… you alright?” dw about him he just fainted from joy 🤗

No one could believe what they were currently seeing.

A 6’5, jock who was known for being the “himbo” of their school, walking hand in hand with the all black wearing girl who was an entire foot shorter than him and who’s looks could also kill. whispers filled the air as girls who had been crushing on your bf since the dawn of time glared at your warm smiling faces. But you didn’t care, and neither did your boyfriend.

LMAO I FORGOT TO PUT TAGS ND TS FLOPPED SO HARD😭

sorry ngl ts was ass at the end cuz this been in my drafts since 1987. also emorights ok bai:3 

[darkduck80]

okay new Morro AU

so okay Morro run away from the monastery let’s say between 12-15y old cuz why not he was angry sad and went to get a tea a special kind of tea that will help him through his suicidal journey he went to the ‘tea shop’ using his ninja skills to steal that tea he went unnoticed slowly went to the shelf that has the tea he wants he was about to grab it until the tea shop owner opened the lights Morro quickly grabbed the tea and run out avoiding the owner but little dose he know the tea he grabbed was the wrong one it was the time travel tea not what he wanted but it was too late to realize now he was far away from the shop now all he has to do is make the tea and hold it when he needed it he made the tea and put it in his cloth? Stick? thing now his next move to the caves of despair the original plan was get in grab the shit he wanted and get the fuck out but that backfired when he got stuck inside he tried to use his elemental power to get him out but it didn’t help the rock won’t move and the air around him made him feel lightheaded everything started to spin he looked around to see the lava rising knowing he will die at that moment made him panic there was now way out until he remembered the teas he had with him the tea he thought he grabbed was the tea to get him out tight situation but the one he actually grabbed was the time travel he immediately drank the tea he had with him he slowly felt the tea warp around him then poof he was out he closed he eyes the whole time and he only opened it when he felt like he was falling opening his eyes he found himself falling to the ground he started to scream and cursing at the tea for not teleporting him to the ground and not in the fucking sky (he still clue less that he time travelled thinking he just got teleported out) he used his element to help him but he felt the air was different he didn’t have time to think Because he was falling he used his element and it made the falling slow until he was close to the ground and landed unscratched well physically but mentally he was not okay he was about to fucking die thank FSM that he had that tea he relized all the green ninja destiny is bullshit he just wants to live with his dad forget this ever happened he looked around anything similar to help him navigate back to the monastery but everything was weird he doesn’t know anything around him panicking if he can’t find his dad sensei he’ll probably die he just Almost died few minutes ago he felt himself crying he started to backdown he went to a tree and sat under it hugging his knees putting his head down he started to cry he didn’t want to be the green ninja he didn’t even want to be special he only wanted his dad, sensei he started to cry until someone tapped on his shoulder he looked up to see a boy probably around his age wearing strange black clothes blond hair with a bowl cut with a lollipop in his mouth he looked oddly familiar

“Hey emo what’s up with you” the kid said? Was he insulting Morro!?

“Pardon?”Morro said swiping away his tears by his clothes

“Pardon!? Who uses that were in 20 century”Lloyd says as he removes the lollipop from his mouth

“Wait what excuse me- were in 19##”Morro said with confusion in his face as he looks at the blond boy

“what-“Lloyd looks at Emo boy with the same kind of confusion

Okay I didn’t know this would be this tall but if you like it I’ll make a fan fiction about it!

[kndrules]

What fashion types would Sector V have? Going beyond "core" type stuff. What would they feel most comfortable wearing? Bonus if it's for both causal and "going out"/fancy.

I definitely have thought about this a lot let's see

Nigel- Well, Nigel is weird because his canon clothing choices are baffling. But you gotta respect it. Shorts in the winter?? Sure. I think Nigel always leans towards looking "put together". Even his most casual outfits will have a clean, sharp quality to them. I definitely subscribe to the idea that he wears leather jackets as a teenager, but as he gets older his style becomes more like "library employee". Sweater vests and always an ironed pair of slacks. Cozy but classy sweaters.

Here's some examples from raverly cuz this is how my brain works now I guess

Another important point about what Nigel wears is that he converts to Judaism as an adult when he marries Lizzie. So throw in some cute fair-isle kippahs.

I always imagined Nigel prefers muted colors, of course leaning towards warmer palettes.

Nigel's formal and casual outfits definitely overlap, but we see in the show that he enjoys dressing black tie given the opportunity (though, notably with a bowtie, not a necktie haha). So in a very formal setting, he's breaking out the James Bond style suits.

Hoagie- I had to rethink the way I make Hoagie dress after my gender headcanons changed for her rather dramatically. But in high school, it's the same because she's not fully out yet. She relies on button down shirts with fun patterns and ironic graphic tees so that she doesn't have to spend much time thinking about what she's wearing, and during this time in particular, I imagine she had a somewhat emo-lite style going on (a lot of black in that waredrobe).

After she starts dressing in a way that's more comfortable for her, I like to draw her in loose, comfortable blouses. I think she still prefers pants over skirts so that she can move freely. And a comfortable pair of sneakers or loafers with added support is important.

This is again a circumstance where casual and formal outfits can overlap. I could see Hoagie not being very good with dressing very formal, preferring to be comfortable. I need to play around with all these ideas for her though.

Kuki- Big, oversized, comfy!!!!!! and CUTE!!!! She loves skirts and tights, not a huge fan of pants but will wear shorts if she has to (shorts with thick leggings underneath if it's cold out). She likes her clothes to be roomy for sensory reasons, and she loves to flap her long sleeves. Another sensory thing is texture- the clothes that touch her skin gotta be soft. I project a lot of my sensory particularities onto her, so she hates denim and any thin, plasticy feeling material. She won't wear something if it's not cute. Bright colors are preferred.

She loves dressing up as a teenager. Knee-length prom-style dresses with frills and glitter are fun!

As she grows up, she has to dress more refined. She still doesn't wear pants, preferring dress suits instead. She doesn't actually like wearing dress suits, but she has to for work. The second she gets home, the comfy clothes come on. There's always a little trace of her personality still on her work and formal clothes as an adult- a little hint of color or something.

Wally- This kid barely gets any new clothes through his adolescence. His sweatshirts and pants are all old, worn out, dirty and gross. This is partially because his parents can't afford much, but he's also resistant to change like that. He likes the clothes he has, they're comfortable and worn-in. He doesn't like the idea of new stuff. Wally likes oversized clothes, too. Baggy sweatshirts and baggy blue jeans. His jeans either have to be hemmed shorter by his mom or they get all muddy and ripped up at the bottom, because they're too long for him. He doesn't care about looking "good", he only cares about looking "like a boy" (based on his own definition of what that means).

Don't bother asking him to dress nice for a formal event. He's just gonna show up in one of these:

In med school and as a doctor, he has to conform to some degree. I've always had this ridiculous headcanon that in med school he starts wearing polo shirts with popped collars, like a classic douchebag. He starts caring about his clothes getting ruined, because clothes have become a status symbol thing to him, and also because he's not used to the idea of "just buying new ones". His clothes still stay comfortable as much as possible, though. He will wear jeans and a t-shirt any time he can. And of course, scrubs are a must. As an adult, he can get through a formal event, but only just barely. He will never know what he's doing in that regard.

Abby- She's a stud, this is so important to my version of her. Her style is kind of "butch-athletic", with relaxed jeans, big t-shirts, jerseys and jackets. And nice sneakers.

(images from pintrest)

(Note that unlike these images, Abby doesn't wear makeup)

A good real life style reference for Abby is the musician Syd

Abby also prefers to keep her hair in protective styles as much as possible, for ease. Since she can't keep her hair like that all the time, in-between styles she still keeps it gently out of the way.

Her style is always pretty casual, but it's easy to dress it up with smart blazers! As an adult, she leans towards casual-ish pants suits. Blazers with regular undershirts and relaxed slacks.

[zenoiredottore]

HOYOFAM headcannons

ZZZ

Before their release they were being carried around in a baby basket, while they were floating around in this glass ball [cuz obvs they don’t have parents and I like to think of them as being grown in labs]

When zzz was born/released everyone was waiting patiently, watching as the glass was about to break

Their birth was probably also live streamed yk cuz they were a new addition to the hoyofam

First words were definitely mother fucker

A bit disobedient towards everyone during the toddler years

Genshin was the one who primarily took care of them before and after birth

Literally attached to the hip to genshin

Would be taken on business meetings, character designing, and just other stuff lolol

The fam would fight on who gets to take them for the day when they were still in the glass ball

But once they were born and especially after they started talking no one wanted to babysit

Spends most time with genshin but prefers to be with hsr

TOT

Born and developed almost as the same time as genshin, which technically makes them twins kinda

Genshin was developed for longer, but tot got released sooner.

But then they needed to be kept in the hydrophonics lab even tho they already got released. [kind of a reference of how tot was released a year earlier in china, a couple months before genshin. Then tot was released internationally like a year later]

I HC tot as a girl, and to be blonde and blue eyes like davis,,, but virtually it doesn’t rly matter cuz these are games and are genderless! Just a hc

Very smart, might be the smartest …?

Has zero combat abilities

Problem solver of the bunch

Debate queen

Hi3 [sorry idk much abt hi3]

Spoilt as hell when she was the only child,,, lowkey disses genshin cuz he stole her spotlight

The golden child, can do no wrong

Claims she’s too old but still has that child-like wonder

A lot more mature now!

Def looks like kiana 100%

RAISED genshin but not rly in like a maternal way more so like master oogway,,,, trained and taught that mf the ways of life and such

Dresses like a grandma at home

Had an embarrassing emo phase that the people online still bring up til this day

Often visits the grave of her predecessors before her, [flyme2themoon, houkai gakuen, gungirlz]

A lesbian

Gossips with tot

Annoys her lil bro genshin while he’s working cuz she kinda feels guilty pushing him away when all he wanted was to hang out with her, and now that he’s this big responsible finance business guy and that he’s no longer the angsty teenager who won’t just stfu

HSR

The funniest

Looks like caelus and stelle

No sense of fashion, same pair of black pants and white tshirt all day…when he’s feeling fashionable he puts on his black jacket T^T

Games on his phone 24/7

The game that is a gamer

A bit dumb cuz he was dropped in his glass ball as an infact

Now makes more money than genshin, and rubs it in his face

Not academically smart but loves solving puzzles

Can RUN

Can’t jump, climb, swim, or fly.

Almost the same height as genshin now [he wears THICK soled shoes]

Embarrassing to be with in public

Autistic

When he gets into a fight he lets his opponent hit him first and when he thinks their done he’ll unleash his full power on them

A surprisingly good dancer

Doesn’t like speaking in front of large crowds

A bit upset that he isn’t the baby of the fam anymore

Can cook but makes the WRONG recipes… [he saw a recipe online for a chocolate-sardines cake and it’s his favorite thing to bake]

Doesn’t want to admit it but he loves his siblings very much

Disses genshin a lot despite having a lot of respect for him [he doesn’t want anyone to know that]

Train and space nerd

Genshin

Hell spawn

Evil

Problem child

Was an angsty teenager

A colorist [deathly allergic to melanin]

As time went on he grew up and became more mature [still evil]

Toxic love

He knows that no matter how hard you run you’ll always find your way back to him one way or another

He’s become a bit jaded over the years

HC appearance as a lookalike of vyn richer but with blue eyes

A man in finance, trust fund, 6’5, blue eyes.

I based their heights on hm gb they have in total and just kinda ruled it out

The most hated game/person obvi

Despite this many people still play his game

Popular but not well liked

The people that hate him worship the group that he walks on [this is mostly me]

Manages all the finances. Pays the bills in time, does everyone’s taxes

Doesn’t really mind that his lil bro is out earning him, it ends up in their same shared bank account anyways…

Best friends with pjr despite their differences

While hi3 is the golden child genshin is more like pillar that holds everything together, despite his relationship with the people around him

He’s very proud of his siblings

Has made a lot of enemies over the years

Occupies himself with work

A bit cold, but kind nontheless

Thankful for hi3 for working hard to earn resources for him, making him the man that he is today and a bit apologetic for being such a pain in the past

In turn he also worked hard for hsr and zzz’s funds

STINGY AS HELL. [GIVE US MORE FREEMOS!]

A convo between hsr and genshin- “you know… you should give more free rewards for your players… it’s really not that hard. Plus you have like, nothing to lose!” says hsr. “Haha. NO.” Genshin says while watching the chaos of the 2nd anniversary. “Let them eat cake.” He says while smiling like a maniac.

Literally all eyes on him during award shows…

So many people hate him, like REALLY hates his guts

Not really nonchalant he just doesn’t care about much stuff

Loves nature and exploring

Literature nerd

Very religious [let’s take this moment and pray to RNGesus]

[cyniixal]

miscellaneous deuce spade headcanons

he eats food in the stupidest yet most endearing way possible. he grips his utensils in a fist - fingers curled around the handle of the utensil with the thumb underneath… like a fist (ykwim im so bad at explaining it but it makes sense once u see it </3). lovingly, he shovels food into his mouth like that. it’s slightly jarring watching him eat food, but the way the corners of his lips slightly curve up makes up for all (most) of it

“why do you eat food like that”

“like what?”

he cannot eat spicy food if his life depended on it. he’s the classic; face has a rosy flush, eyes glaze over and he starts sniffling. his body hates him whenever he eats spicy food too, can’t catch a break fr - he’s not the “salt and black pepper is spicy” but the “if you add a small pinch of dried chili flakes i will be heaved over in pain”

“dude stop eating, your whole face is like redder than the housewarden’s hair”

“but you- you made this— for me-”

he definitely has piercings, nothing drastic though. probably a lobe, upper lobe, and a helix back from his delinquent days. initially at the beginning of the year, he didn’t wear any of them. he really wants that good boy (tm)-picture perfect-student of the month-honor student but later on in the year he starts wearing earrings. (its cuz the prefect said they were cool)

“where’d you get the piercings?”

“…”

“i pierced myself…”

probably owns chain necklaces LMFAO tiktok eboy silver/black jewelry. i mean he looks good in them, genuinely. he gets slightly (very obviously) embarrassed wearing them - gets reminded of when he was a bad boy(tm)

“deuce you look so emo right now”

“can i take these off now,,,”

“NAH LEMME TAKE A PIC FIRST”

likes sour candy. yeah, that’s it. lemon heads, toxic waste, warheads, etc. he loves them. keeps a handful of lemon heads in his bag to occasionally snack on (do not tell riddle), i feel like he bites through hard candy too instead of sucking on them. no particular reason, you just turn around and he’s crunching on some hard candy the prefect gave him

“hey deuce can you-“

crunch

“did you just bite down a whole fucking lemon head”

randomly copies the noises around him - based off his mrow line during history lessons LMFAO he hears birds chirping? he’ll unconsciously copy them via whistling. dog barks? he barks back. cat meows? he meows back. ace avidly makes fun of him for it but heyyy he cant help it. has tried to get himself to stop copying random noises he hears (it never works)

cat meowing in the background

“mreoww”

“…”

“pft deuce-“

“don’t tell ace…”

tldr: deuce is an idiot and we love him <3

cyniixal || Please don’t repost, plagiarize or copy my work, thankies !

[glitch-pep]

I'm really curious, since you asked me.

Do you have any interesting Stories about how you came up with any or your OCs, or any that like in my case changed in personally/design?

Thank you for the question, I'm more than happy to tell you about them!!! ❤️❤️❤️ :D

They're all under the cut! :>

Mina - Character History

A few months before I even watched Ed Edd n Eddy, which means I only knew some basic stuff about it, I randomly started brainstorming oc ideas for it. The idea I came up with... was bad to say the least. It was some sort of weird fortune teller/witch type of character that basically looked like Marie Kanker but worse and that had some sort of rivarly with Eddy going on. Like... I think it was something about her making money with her fortune telling/witchcraft stuff and Eddy getting mad over it. And that's all I can really remember...

Version 2 was made around the time where I was close to finishing the whole show. The design idea I had for this one really wasn't bad, but it just didn't fit the other designs in the show and also the overall vibe. It was a girl with a similar face and body to Mina's and shoulder lenght ginger hair. She had a pink/red headband with a pointy bow in the middle of it. Her outfit was a black sweater with a pink/red skirt and she had two bangle bracelets on one of her arms, one of them red and the other pink. And I don't know what I had in mind for the shoes or any other design element. I honestly do like this design idea and might reuse it one day! Personality wise, she was literally just like Sarah but even more of a snitch who would tell everything to her mom. The two main things I took from these two versions to incorporate into Mina are the witch thing, the mom thing and some minor design elements from Version 2.

Charlie - Character History

Charlie was supossed to be sort of an opposite to Pump's sister, Susie. Susie is actually canonically a quite talented artist that uses her art for good stuff, so I was like "Let's make the opposite of that." to which I made a spray painter that would get in trouble for vandalizing properties. At that time her name was supposed to be K and she basically looked physically like Charlie but in a different outfit. The outfit consisted of an oversized dark blue hoodie whose hood covered her head, the hoodie had some sorta emo red heart design somewhere on it, and it was covered in spray paint. K and Susie were supposed to have some sorta weird dynamic going on where K would show up at Susie's window to randomly bother her, with Susie of course wanting to get rid of her, but eventually she'd get used to it. There was also supposed to be some sorta "Susie doesn't know that K is a criminal and K tries to hide it from her" type of situation going on.

Eventually I've realized that I'm not really interested in Susie as a character so I scraped that concept and moved on. I think the parts that I kept are basically the physical appearance, some parts of the personality and the criminal thing. I also remember that when I made the Charlie we know today, I was torn between the names K and Charlie but I'm glad I went for Charlie cuz it fits better.

Milo - Character History

Milo was originally supposed to be Maggie's twin brother, so his color was supposed to be Maggie's exact color. I remember that his hair thingy was longer which looked awful, and that he had eyebags. The clothing choises were exactly the same thing he wears now. But when I sketched the idea out I just really didn't like it. Looking back now I think I made his personality and design too... edgy? He was too dark to fit into the universe and it was bugging me so I scraped it. And then, a few months later I gave it another go. I scraped the Maggie's twin brother idea and just made them adoptive siblings, because after I tried to color him with her color it just didn't look right. Then I tried to go for brown, but I couldn't find a good shade, so I went for the original color idea I had in my head that I tried to avoid: green. I tried to avoid it because I felt like there's already a lot of green characters in the cast, but after I realized that Vendettas shade is suprisingly bright and that Marvin's is suprisingly dark I went "Screw it, I'll just go for something in the middle of those two." and Milo's green was born. As for the personality I remember that at some point in my head he was more light hearted and not as tired, but I eventually changed that. I also remember that I was torn between two names for him, Milo and something else but I don't remember what it was.

Molly Moon - Character History

At first, Molly wasn't supposed to be an unused wh character, so trying to design her was incredibly difficult for me. Choosing the colors was a nightmare, I remember that I had pastel pink and purple in mind for her color scheme but that didn't work. The thing was that I didn't wanna lean into the sleeping theme that much but at some point I changed my mind and went all in. Her personality has basically stayed the same the entire time.

Mr. T. Bear - Character History

The one thing I remember is that he was supposed to be way more cute and normal looking and he didn't match with Molly at first.

Karma - Character History

Karma was at first supposed to be mischievous and more of a troublemaker, also her ears were supposed to be longer. Some concepts also included her being fluffier, but I can't find those anywhere.

Concept sketches

I tried my best do dig up any concept stuff I could find, but I must warn you that it's all very messy and ugly-

(I couldn't find much because my past self deleted most of it, which sucks now-)

[the-vagabond-angel]

Certified Vagabond Angel book headcanons and these are mostly just Armand hcs cause I miss my reach

Armand would be one of those guys who scream random stuff out in the middle of class, you know who I’m talking about

If Claudia was able to live until modern times, I feel like she’d be really into platforms, she likes the extra height

Louis would be the type to wear those turtleneck-cardigan-long skirt combos

Marius would own the ugliest pair of Birkenstocks EVER

I feel like when Armand and Lestat forget they hate each other, they have a really fun time together like I’m talking they go out shopping, have lunch you know, listen to music while dancing then they remember they hate each other and they start fighting about something

Claudia’s first coffin had little doodles all over it trust, it absolutely did

Armand’s current coffin also has little doodles over it lol and stickers, there’s stickers everywhere on it

Lestat would be the type to have a “just girly things” blog in like 2013 or one of those blogs dedicated to emo guys cause let’s be fr

Armand would spend $100 that he got that day in 30 minutes in a visual novel game

When I was 13-14, I started my own cult that was dedicated to that guy who ran CNN 10, I called myself “The High Priest” and everybody had to call me that (I had this black like long cardigan with hella long sleeves that I wore). I had an assistant who was called the Communicator or something weird like that, we had rules and a whole symbol and had about 25 or so people in it, like I would go up to people like “hey, wanna join my cult, it’s really fun” anyways my point is Armand would do that cause he literally did that

Armand probably holds everyone hostage to drink his horrible little smoothies (same boo boo bear holding my whole family hostage to eat my devil’s food cake that I made in my easy bake oven but it’s the old one that used a light bulb)

Armand sleeps with a little night light cuz I get the feeling he wouldn’t like to sleep in the dark (alternatively, he does what I did as a kid and sleeps with a bright ass lamp that lights up his entire room)

Lestat and Armand probably paint their nails together (sometimes they paint Louis’ nails too)

They all watched Twilight together like a big weird family, Armand is team Jacob until breaking dawn then he’s team Bella should’ve dated Alice, Lestat wants to sparkle too now, Marius probably hated it cause he’s an old loser, Louis read the books beforehand and did not in any way understand the movies better, and Daniel probably fell asleep.

Lestat and Armand will describe the blood they drink like it’s wine (“mmhmm yes a vintage 1967 with a very oaky and smokey taste to it” meanwhile they just ate 2 guys who were camping in the woods)

I’m from the era of the internet of like Slenderman’s mansion so I imagine all the vampires who matter live in one huge ass mansion in the woods together

Lestat can’t swim I don’t care if it’s canon that he can, no he can’t, he just looks like someone who can’t swim

Lestat watches beauty guru videos to sleep

After Armand’s basically dadification, he spoils Benji and Sybelle like this man physically cannot say no to these kids, he tried to but it just ended with him convulsing on the floor.

Armand are those pictures on the internet of that lady laying in her room and her walls are entirely covered with crosses and then the other one of that nun just sitting between those 2 women

I’ll add more if I feel like it lol

[caitispunk]

LITERALLY just woke up from a nap, ignored my mom's call just to come on here and tell everyone about my fuckin' dream. Let me tell a back story real quick. The whole thing will be quick I promise. Anyway me and my husband just started watching Bob's Burgers and we just watched an episode about Linda hosting a Bed and Breakfast. And I dozed off towards the end of it. So my dream starts with living in some random house, one of my sisters was there. Pedro and his 'bodyguards' (idk who they are) show up cuz I'm hosting a Bed and Breakfast and Pedro was staying over. So I'm freaking OUT like trying to be all cool and calm and shit like yeah he's a person just like us 😎 but I call my other sister on my smart watch and kept trying to show her Pedro and random shit he's doing. So I'm carrying the watch around, not even wearing it. Like that's so fucking obvious?? But ya know I'm even more stupid in dreams. Idk where the guards are and I'm wandering down the hall. This mans is goin through a crisis, cryin' and shit. Not even like sobbing, just emo. Like soft mental breakdown shit. I walk up to him and he's on the ground and sits up on his knees, wraps his arms around my legs and hugs me. Presses the side of his head against my fuckin' vag. So I'm like all calm and collected on the outside. But inside I'm like AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. So for some reason my dreams has cuts, like cuts to the next scene. So now he's sitting on a couch, just chilling. He invites me to sit with him and so I do, I set my watch down, forgetting about my sis. He makes me scoot closer and face him and now I don't remember if we kissed or not, I feel like I would've. But he gently pushes me back onto the couch and starts to touch me. Fuckin' fingerin' me and shit. Right as he's about to go down on me, MY DREAM CUTS TO A NEXT PART. Where I'm in the living room, pacing back and forth, freaking out about him. MY HEART WAS RACING. I was like sis feel this shit. Anyway, I don't see him again, just his bodyguards. They looked like damn spies, sunglasses and like black suits. All formal. "Thank you for letting us stay here. I trust you will not tell anyone about this." And I'm like "mhm. Ya, sure."

Then that was it, after that it turned into an apocalyptic plot lmao

Also he looked exactly like one of the pictures that just came out. I'll attach it:

Have a great day everyone <33

[idioticsky]

Hello hi its me- I haven't have the motivation to write anything for days now but I have finally started to work on something with ocs, speaking of which, here's the character info

I'll also include some info about the little world I have for them so have fun with that too

Age: 14

I'll start off with world building cuz it's not that difficult to understand for the most part. This world is full of powers and abilities, there are heros and villains. But for the most part the world is how it is now, shit. The main story takes place in a big city, kinda like New York but more fun cuz powers and shit. I'll explain more I'm the actual story because then I'll have everything planned out and thought up- anyway character info time, these are the main two in the story other than one but I can't think of her info rn, I'll add it later

Name: Jack Evans

Birthday: June 21st

Sexuality: questioning

Gender: male

Appearance: pale skin (almost like a ghost), black hair, blue eyes, dark clothes (yes he's emo as fuck)

Height: 5'8

Strengths: skilled fighter (mainly hand-to-hand combat), knows how to lock pick, can fall asleep in almost an instant (I wish I could do that-)

Personality: pretty cold, doesn't like people trying to get close to him, but if they don't back off he'll be friends with then at some point

Power: a mix of his parents: his mom can steal other people's abilities/powers, while his dad can raise the dead. He can raise the dead and give then the abilities they had when they were alive, even give them their own free will

Weaknesses: will cave at the slightest bit of attention/love (in like a parent to kid kind of way), can't read that well, paranoid

Likes: cats or anything calm and cuddly, fantasy, anything that can help him escape reality

Dislikes: thinking about the future, his school

Worst Fear: having to deal with reality, having to deal with the future, school, his life in all without having a way to escape sometimes

Parents: Evelynn Downpour, Aaron Evans (never got married in the first place)

Children: none

Occupation(s): unknown

Name: Aaron Evans

Age: 39 (now dead)

Gender: male

Appearance: pale skin, black hair, green eyes, wears almost uniform like clothes or anything kinda fancy

Sexuality: straight

Height: 6'0

Personality: very cold to people he doesn't like, loving to his family, used to act like Mr. Perfect around fans

Power: controlling the undead

Weaknesses: lots of light (he works at night because of this)

Likes: having days where he doesnt have to do anything, soft and fluffy things

Dislikes: Karens, flashlights or very bright lights in general

Worst Fear: being out in the summer (fucking vampire bitch)

Parents: unknown

Children: Jack Evans

Occupation(s): used to work as an actor

[ghostie-gengar]

*trips and falls and drops my long list of silver headcanons*

His starter was Cyndaquil (Ethan chose Totodile)

He is 14 years old

Emo. 

If you google 2000s emo kid, that’s basically how he dresses. (also throw in a little bit of 2000s jfashion) He also wears like spiked chokers and fingerless gloves

His hair is naturally red but he dyes it to make it brighter

He has a lip piercing and his ears are pierced too. He has paperclip looking earrings but they’re literally just actual paperclips he painted black and stuck in his ears

On that note, he paints his nails. Black, obviously. and he steals his mom’s eyeliner

Btw his favourite songs are I’m Just A Kid by Simple Plan and Mama by My Chemical Romance in case you were wondering

He sings that last one with enough soul to suggest something is wrong with him

He doesn’t talk to his dad at all. On the odd occasion his dad approaches him, he walks away

He has a slightly better relationship with his mom but he still doesn’t like her. She gets a mothers day message every other year but that’s it

His relationship with his Pokemon is rougher than he’d like to admit. He wasn’t the best trainer and is seriously trying to be better, but that doesn’t fix the damage he already caused. His Pokemon, specifically his Umbreon and Crobat, trust him pretty good, Typhlosion is mostly cool with him, but the others are wary. He doesn’t blame them and he doesn’t want to force them to like him

He’s thought about releasing his Pokemon so they could go be better off somewhere else but worried his Pokemon would feel like he was ditching them and giving up on them

He has problems when it comes to managing his anger and even bigger problems with taking it out on people (and his Pokemon) He is seriously trying to work on this and it’s going good :) he has a bunch of things he does to cope, like taking a minute to breathe before exploding on someone, stepping away from the situation, and he has a couple stress toys (mainly those squishy balls. he’s popped a lot of them)

and he writes poetry!!! He started writing poetry to just get his feelings out, but now it’s a genuine passion of his.

If anyone found out about this hobby of his he would kill them probably. He has a box of matches near his poetry book and is genuinely prepared to burn it if someone found it

The only ones who know about the poetry are his Pokemon cuz he reads them his stuff sometimes but they aren’t telling anyone (except perhaps a green-haired friend of his)

Oh yeah. He’s buddies with N. They aren’t like besties or anything but like they talk. 

Silver tried to make him emo and it sooooorta worked. N listens to fall out boy now

They’re mainly just bad parent buddies. Silver calls it the shitty dad club

Silver did tell N about his history of Pokemon-not-great-ness and N was naturally (ha) mad and didn’t talk to him for about a week. After a while of consideration though N said he’d be willing to keep being friends because he can see Silver is trying to be better

Silver’s also friends with Ethan but pretends not to be

Ethan will run up to him like “omg it’s my best friend Silver” and Silver will be like “i literally hate you and i hope you drown”

Also Lance became sort of a father figure but Silver would never call it that because fathers are stupid

thats all i got bye

[werewolf-witchboy]

Tokoyami Fumikage X Male Reader

Being A Witch Boy And Dating Tokoyami

WARNINGS: none uwu

Being a witch has nothing to do with your quirk, you just like practicing the dark arts and witchy things.

I'm not going to mention what your quirk is, so you can imagine that you have whatever quirk you want, or you can imagine yourself as someone without a quirk.

💀 Tokoyami had been fascinated with your hobby of witchcraft ever since he met you. He was most fascinated with the fact that your actual quirk has nothing to do with how your witchcraft works.

🕯 He had already thought you were cute before, and he had been in that time of his life where he was starting to question his sexuality a little- but after you showed him your witchy interests, he fell hard for you.

💀 He may be a dark and edgy birb boi, but he's also quite shy and awkward. He probably would have never confronted you about his crush if you hadn't told him your feelings for him first.

🕯 When y'all started dating, literally everyone was like "FINALLY!!" cuz it was super obvious that the two of you were meant for each other.

💀 When it comes to what type of witch you are, i'd say you're a witch of all traits.

-You love dark and spooky things, but you also love pastel colors and nature.

-Your room in the class 1A dorm is most likely full of plants, candels, a variety of antiques and trinkets, and shit that you can't buy at stores until it's around Halloween time.

🕯 Tokoyami likes to ask many questions about all of the different types of things you do, and he actually pays attention and is super interested. You'll even teach him some new things, and show him how to do them himself.

💀 You love Dark Shadow as much as you love Tokoyami himself. Though they're both very different in personality, you find them both charming and adorable (despite them both saying they're not "adorable," they're dark and spoopy lmao).

🕯 He also loves your animal familiar.

-Your familiar rarely comes out of your bedroom. Since you're dating Tokoyami, you allow him in your room (which means a lot more than he probably thinks it does, cuz spaces where witches do their magic and recharging are very sacred to them) so he gets to see your familiar quite often.

💀 It's rare for familiars to show affection to anyone that isn't their bonded witch, but your familiar absolutely loves Tokoyami.

-They'll hop onto his lap immediately as soon as he sits down in your room.

🕯 Both you and Tokoyami thrive in the darkness, so there are often times where you both hang around in your dimly lit room cuddled up together just talking all day (or even sometimes laying there in comfortable silence).

-You'll be in there together for so long that all of your friends will start questioning where you're both at, and not even realize that you're just in your room.

💀 He obviously likes you a whole lot, but he's super bad at saying it with words. He's just shy and bashful. BUT THEN DARK SHADOW EXPOSES HIM LMAO-

-You'll be standing there looking super cute, and Tokoyami will just stare at you and want to say something so badly. Then Dark Shadow appears and is all like "wOw yOu'Re sUpEr hOt" and Tokoyami just dies right there in the very spot he's standing cuz he can't believe that just happened.

🕯 That's another thing- Tokoyami stares at you a LOT. He even did it before y'all started dating, but now he doesn't even try to hide it.

-You barely noticed at first, but once you started noticing how often you catch him staring at you, you can't help but tease him a little.

-You'll stare at him back, directly in the eyes, and he'll get super flustered and embarrassed.

-Then to calm him down and make him feel less embarrassed, you'll giggle at his flustered-ness and give him a lil beak kiss...which just makes him even more flustered.

💀 He's definitely the type who wants to be a total romantic, and speak all poem-like to you, and shower you with praises, ect. BUT he gets so flustered when it comes to affection, and second-guesses himself when it comes to his ideas of showing affection.

-He's scared of coming off too strong, or seeming to clingy, or even not doing enough, so he never really gets the chance to act out any of how he wants to show affection- and to top it all off he can't help but be absolutely smitten every time you give him affection of any sort, and he'll not know how to react to it.

🕯 You never call him out on his shyness or how he reacts to your affection, you're not offended with any way he reacts to you. You think it's super cute how innocent he seems when it comes to all of this, and of course you encourage any time he gets a little bit of confidence to hold your hand or compliment you (without the help of Dark Shadow lol).

💀 His feathers get all ruffled when he's flustered, and OMFG it's too cute. 🥺😭

🕯 Something that he loves so much is when you borrow his clothes. Because for him, it's kind of a way to show affection towards you without being super direct about it.

-So him being like "you're cold? here, wear my sweatshirt" translates to "TAKE EVERYTHING FROM ME, KEEP IT FOREVER, I LOVE YOU FJSKDJFHR-"

💀 Don't come @ me- Tokoyami listens to death metal, but he'd totally vibe with something like kpop if you introduced him to it.

-He's definitely a Loona stan.

🕯 Highkey though, now that I think of it- he probably also listens to Joji and Billie Eilish.

-Like, really moody sad boi hours indie music.

-He'd have Will He playing in his headphones, and he'd be all edgy and in his feelings, but he'd also be doing something like baking cookies at the same time lmfao.

-He'd have a playlist named "songs to cry to," but he'd be listening to it while knitting sweaters for puppies or something.

💀 No, you didn't ask me what kind of music that I think Tokoyami listens to, but you got it anyway. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

🕯 If he's at a store, and sees something kinda spooky looking that makes him think of you, he'd quickly get it and think all day of giving it to you, and he'd want to watch you add it to your collection of lil trinkets and antiques.

-....But he'd chicken out so hard I stg.

-This poor baby would rehearse how he'd give it to you in his head over and over again, and then when the time comes to give it to you, he'd get suddenly so tongue-tied and worried if you'd actually like it or not.

-But, of course, you love whatever he gets you every time. Your always super surprised when he gets you something, cuz it's not your birthday or any special day, and you never expect gifts from people.

-Every time you accept a gift from him, you always want to squeal, tackle him, and shower him with kisses- but you resist doing so with all of your being, cuz you know he'd malfunction.

-Instead you very profoundly thank him many times, and give him one especially loving kiss.

-Seeing your extra surprised and happy reaction always relieves him so much, and it makes him want to do it all over again and gift you a whole shop full of trinkets. His lack of hundreds of dollars is the only thing that stops him.

💀 You're the type of person who wears a lot of black, and scatters bright colors here and there within your look. Your style ranges from goth to pastel e-boy.

🕯 You don't like to change other people's styles or tell other people what to wear, but every once in a while, Tokoyami expresses an interest in dressing like you- which you go NUTS over.

-You'll let him borrow your pastel sweaters, and he'll let you put bright colored hairclips in his feathers.

-He now even owns some pastel colored clothing of his own, that you either gifted him or he secretly bought himself at some point.

💀 He used to be shy about changing up his style every once in a while at first. Whenever you'd take pictures of him wearing bright clothes, he'd softly ask you not to show them to any of the others.

-Eventually he became confident enough to go out in public those rare days he'd wear bright colors, and everyone is always super supportive of the different style.

🕯 He had never been in a relationship with another guy before he started dating you.

-He started questioning his sexuality around the time he started high school, but it was never a priority at first because he was more focused on working hard to get into U.A. and thinking about his future being a hero.

-aNd tHeN hE mEt yOu, and now we're here lol.

-ANYWAYS, y'all go to pride parades together.

-Something he isn't shy about is his sexuality, cuz as soon as he realized how he felt about you, he was all in and that was that.

-Y'all go all out for parades with face and body paint, and shirts with your flags on them, and even sometimes bringing signs and flags to hold up and wave around.

-Some of your friends will come with the two of you, whether they're there because they're also lgbtq+ or just because they support it.

-It's the most social the two of you are the entire year, cuz your both introverted lil emos that don't really talk to many people outside of class 1A.

💀 So yeah- I think Tokoyami is highly underrated and I'm extremely soft for him. He's an emo birb boi, what is not to love.

-I believe in emo birb boi supremacy.

-Rise all Tokoyami stans, we shall take over the entire anime world someday.

[cultgambles]

Dabi headcanons in my head that i’m sharing

not nearly as many as keigo’s but its okay

also how tf y’all post using tumblr mobile ig sucks ass

Masterlist | Requests? open

LETS START IT OFF WITH: I FUCKING HATE LITTLE MOUSE. YAGAMI I LOVE U AND UR COOL BUT I JUST CANT W/THAT NAME

i think he would call u as follows,, doll, doll face, baby, princess if he’s feeling cute

something weird would be like “the fire in my loins”

he has 6’1 energy how did horikoshi make him 5’9...

saw someone’s tik tok about league of villains 2017 house party songs and his would be rockstar by posty and whenever i hear it it’s totally him

i feel like he’s an emo/rock music kinda guy

love that for us

unemotionally unavailable !!!! but i think he does crave love underneath it all it would take a long time tho (to get to that point i mean)

he’s an ass still tho

everyone says he’s a sex GOD but tbh probably not

or maybe one of those dick in the wall kinda things 😂 i could see that

he doesn’t want ppl knowing him bc 1) he’s a villain

he likes being in control. he’s tired from his dad making him train 25/8..he’s tired from being shiggy’s lacky

if u did manage to get into a relationship with him, it would def take a long time to get to that. it probably starts off with no labels/friends w bennies but down the line he would call you his girl/boy/etc (im sorry i dont know the nb equivalent..what is it ?) cuz he’s POSSESSIVE!! sorry fandom dabi seeping into my brain lol

in the beginning he was real self conscious of his scars but now he’s just meh about them

he probably does smell like burnt flesh/campfire/ashes at the end of the day

but he wears cologne to try and mask it

dont ask me what kind (maybe i’ll get to it another time and make an edit...)

sponge baths or moist towelettes to stay semi-clean

i’m not really sure how intense scars feel but wouldn’t it be like kind of numb?? i mean i can see him having to deal with chronic pain daily but idk

also i find it weird how his palms are where his fire comes out but his burns dont match up!!! 

i think his body is designed for an ice quirk, but he got cremation instead

blue is like cold 

so hot its cold type beat

i cant decide whether he has a hot body temp or cold but either is acceptable

like i want him to be snuggable

but also he can snuggle me if hes cold T^T

observant, would rather watch then act, i think he’s pretty lazy besides trying to achieve his goal. will fall asleep almost anywhere, but can also wake up fairly easily

HOWEVER, dabi knows how to play basically every instrument bc his dad’s an overachiever 

ik people are like oh its just ash in his hair..i feel like he would just dye it black UNTIL the weeks leading up to exposing endeavor/hawks

when he did his lil dancy dance 

head scritches!! 

he loves his mom i dont make the rules

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Ok, new CTW headcanons:

Part of me thinks natural black hair runs in Millie's family, but I also really like the idea that Millie is naturally blonde and dyes her hair black.

Conversely, Brooke's hair is naturally brown, but she bleaches it to get it to a light blonde color. I think that sets up an interesting visual duality.

Dylan wears a lot of rings, and he likes to click his fingers together and shake his hands for the noise it makes.

Dylan's aesthetic is closer to nu-goth and emo, though he does prefer a lot of classic goth music and stuff from the roots of goth subculture.

Millie dresses in a mix of emo and romantic goth.

Maurice is quite against Millie's view on death, because he thinks of his own life as quickly fleeting. He's actually kind of a sad old man going through grieving life entirely, but staying optimistic for what he has left.

Millie, Sarah, Dylan, and Brooke all have abandonment issues, because at this point I'm literally just projecting. Dylan has taught himself to bury and "turn off" his feelings toward those who he fears may leave him until he deems it safe to get attached, Millie gets extremely defensive and quick to hate those around her so she can hurt them before they hurt her, Brooke gets way too attached to the people she likes and clings onto them, and Sarah will obsessively change herself to make people like her so they don't leave.

Still headcanoning Dylan as a DID system and quite frankly no one can take that away from me

Dylan is naturally ginger I think the idea of him just dying his red hair a more saturated and artificial red is funny

Millie collects creepy and dead things. I saw a TikToker a while ago who collects haunted dolls and I feel like Millie is probably a bit afraid of the concept of real life ghosts but she'd totally collect weird shit like that

Some of Millie's jewellery is made of animal bones.

I will stand by "Dylan kins Shadow the Hedgehog" until I die.

...Dylan has a Shadow the Hedgehog alter-

I'm having too much fun with this but Dylan has just become a massive coping kin for literally everything :sob:

Dylan's clothing is always accessorized with safety pins. It's a little ridiculous the sheer amount of safety pins he uses on his clothes. They're just easiest to get his hands on and look the best.

wlw Millie and straight transmasc Dylan. i just . i just think .

I am very much stll holding onto my hc of Millie's grandpa as trans I just have nothing to do with it atm

Love how the entire CTW cast have become whole ass coping mechanisms for us- /hj

And I'm also starting to relate to your Dylan now, cuz I also have some rings from Hot Topic that I like to wear for the same reason, and also like using safety pins as accessories cuz it fits the scene aesthetic

I am still very much intrigued by your hc of Millie's old man being trans-