#and let me know if I missed any heights cuz this is fun

[league-of-blorbos]

So I saw people calling Hwei a "short king" for this Rioter tweet and of course they're wrong in the real world but like, especially if the Heartsteel estimates are accurate, 5'10" seems to be average to short-ish for a human on Runeterra. To list them all out:

Jayce and Sett (6'7", Jayce is 201cm and Sett is 200cm)

K'Sante (6'4", 194cm)

Mel (with Heels) (6'3", 193cm)

Yone (6'2", 188cm)

Xin Zhao (6'1", 185cm)

Caitlyn, Aphelios, Nilah, Draven (6'0", Nilah and Draven are 184cm, Caitlyn is 183cm, and Aphelios is 182cm)

Mel (without Heels) (5'11", about 181cm)

Viktor, Kayn, and Hwei (5'10", all 178cm) (why are all my favorites this height?)

Vi and Alune (5'9", 175cm)

Irelia and Yasuo (5'8", 173cm)

Ezreal (5'5", 166cm)

Jinx (5'3", 160cm)

(Some other details I hope I'm remembering corectly:

Ekko is somewhere between Jinx and Vi's height (Arcane)

Zed is a bit taller than Kayn, and Shen and Jhin are decently taller than Zed (Zed comics)

Darius is taller than Draven (Darius comic)

Ahri is a bit shorter than Yasuo (Kin of the Stained Blade))

[rainiishowers]

Hope all is well! 💌

Can I request the brothers or side boys reacting to poly!MC leaving small love notes to the brothers, making sure that even MC is dating them all, they are still loved immensely by MC?

A/N: So sorry this took so long, been in a rut lately, hope you enjoy ❤ Cringey puns ahead on Levi and Beel’s part lol ----

Lucifer

His day was stressful and long, and he just wanted to relax a bit when he got home, but knowing what his brothers got up to, he doubted the peace he wanted would last 

When he entered his office hidden in the library, he walked over to his desk and saw a letter with familiar handwriting

“From MC ❤“

"Dear Luci. I know you have been working hard and I want to say I'm proud of you. There's coffee I made in the pot so you can finish any unfinished documents without passing out, but be sure to get to bed early, okay? -Love, MC"

He gave a little chuckle and with the cup he got from MC not long ago, he went to fill his cup

MC may be a troublemaker sometimes but he loves this human..

Mammon

He was walking home from the casino when he got stopped by one of his crows flying over and handing him a note

“From MC ❤“

Mammon raises an eyebrow and went somewhere more private to open it

Once he does, he excitedly opens the letter

“Dear Mammoney. Surprise! It must’ve been one heck of a surprise to get a note from one of your crows, huh? Well, maybe not.. But still! I know we haven’t gotten the most time together, but I still love you, okay? In fact, I have set up a movie in my room, just the two of us, with no interruptions, so come quick okay? I miss you! -Love, MC”

Is MC trying to kill him?! He got so red in the matter of seconds

Mammon is so glad MC still loves him, it’s not hard to think otherwise sometimes.

But.. being reaffirmed like this makes his heart pound

Leviathan

He was playing games in his room before hearing a familiar knock at the door

He looks over and notices a small note that was slipped in

Levi hesitantly walks over and picks it up

“From MC ❤”

“Huh? MC”

He opens it and reads it while walking back to his gaming desk

“Dear Levi, I have a question! Are you Pikachu? Cuz you’re shockingly beautiful! I didn’t want to disturb your gaming so I thought I’d send a note <3 Have fun! -Love, MC”

What?!? Where did that come from?!

Ohhhh myyy goddddddd....

He’s a flustered tomato from this

This human is gonna be the death of him

Satan

MC has sent him on a hunt that put his detective skills to the test

The clues were mostly connected to their relationship, they sent him to a cat cafe, to a museum and other such places 

The clues the human has given him had led to a letter on the library chimney that has “From MC ❤” on it

He opens it and reads the contents

“Dear Satan, 

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

I love thee to the level of every day’s

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.

I love thee freely, as men strive for right.

I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.

-Love, MC”

Ah, a poem, classy MC

He chuckles and puts the note in his pocket

Well, he will have to think of one to give them in return

Asmodeus

He went to his room, planning on calling MC so they can hang out

However, when he went to do his makeup, he saw a note on his desk

“From MC ❤”

Oh? A love note?

He hums happily and opens it

“Dear Asmo, I love you more then words can describe. Whenever you’re thinking the opposite, use this note as a reminder. And I hope you know I love not just your body, but I love you as a whole -Love, MC”

He squeals happily and hugs the note close to his chest with a smile on his face

Sometimes he needs the reminder

Beelzebub

He was going to the fridge for his late night food raid, and had his eyes on the pudding he put his name on

Beel barely missed the note underneath it

He grabs it and reads the words on it

“From MC ❤”

He puts the pudding cup down and opens it

“Dear Beel, I love you a latte, more than you might think! If you ever wanna talk or you have some problem, don’t bear it by yourself, okay? You can come to me! -Love, MC”

He smiles at the pun and the accompanying message

Beel really really really loves this human

Belphegor

It was when he woke up from a nap that he saw the note near his pillow

He groans and squints a bit to see who it was from

“From MC ❤”

Belphie sighs and, with a bit of a struggle, he opens it

“Dear Belphie, I love you to the moon and back! Don’t forget it, okay? I know have trouble believing it sometimes, but this is your reminder.  PS: I washed your favourite blanket/pillow case and I will return them to you later -Love, MC”

A small smile cracked through and he put the letter somewhere safer, hugging a pillow he stole from MC and is yet to return

...Not like he plans to give it back, anyways

[invisibleraven]

okay so i misread this as 'fight' so... if there could be some conflict (probably with resolution?), that would be fun 😅 pairing of your choice cuz i'm being demanding 😁 going on a hot air balloon flight over the countryside

Willie grinned as the wind blew through his hair, loving when Luke drove with the top down, even if his tendency to drive over the speed limit was a frequent one. But Willie was a bit of a speed demon himself, so he also secretly liked it.

"Where are we headed?" Willie shouted over the blowing wind and general sounds of the countryside.

"You'll see!" Luke replied with his megawatt smile.

Willie was okay with that-he loved when they went on adventures. They found secret places and weird kitchy locales that decorated Willie's Instagram. Today though he'd be happy just to drive about, taking in the rolling green fields, vineyards, and occasional animal.

But then...he saw them. A group of hot air balloons-multicoloured and looming in the distance.

Willie stiffened as they grew closer and closer. "We're not going in one of those are we?"

Luke grinned as he parked, flipping up his sunglasses so those impish eyes were sparkling right in Willie's view. "Surprise!"

"I...I don't go great with heights," Willie said.

"So don't look down or lean over the edge," Luke said with a shrug, pulling them both from the car and towards the balloons. Willie dragged his feet but soon enough he was in the basket.

Willie held himself tightly, yelping as they rose, and he sunk down into a huddle. It was too much-the sensation of being off the ground, the chill of the air as they rose, the roar of the fire keeping them aloft.

Luke knelt down still smiling. "Hey, you're missing the view!"

"I'm good," Willie replied, rocking back and forth. "How long is this ride?"

Luke shrugged. "Like thirty minutes?"

Willie shook his head at that. "I can't-can't do this for a half hour."

"Come on, chill out."

Willie narrowed his eyes at Luke. "I told you I don't like heights, and all the sensations are overwhelming me. You just didn't listen-like always."

"Hey, I listen!" Luke protested. Then he slumped down, sitting next to Willie. "I know I'm not the best at it though, and this was one time I didn't. I'm sorry."

"I know you thought it was a good idea, and it is-in theory," Willie replied, latching onto the hand Luke offered, clutching it like a lifeline. "But I guess in practice this is too much for me."

"Well how about we stay down here, and I can cuddle you until it's over?" Luke offered. Then he pulled out his headphones from his satchel. "Here, this might help drown out the noise."

Willie gave a weak smile, turning on the music-it was all Luke's favourite artists, but it did help reduce the noise from the flames, and with Luke's arms around him, he felt warmed and more secure.

He was sure the balloon operator thought they were weird for hiring him only to stay crouched down in the basket, but he was still getting paid, so what should he care?

Sure, they were missing all the scenery, but Willie had no wish to stand up and look around him. Even with Luke and the music he was one more trigger away from losing it, so he was happy enough to say where he was. And Luke had stated that he would rather stay with Willie-he was more important than any old scenery.

Thankfully the ride passed quickly (Willie suspected the operator cut it down when he heard him complain to Luke) and soon they were back on solid ground. Willie felt like kissing the grass, but given the cows in the vicinity, he doubted that was a good idea.

"We all good?" Luke asked cautiously as they ambled off towards the car.

"Yeah," Willie replied. "Though I reserve the right to pick our next three dates."

"That's fair," Luke conceded. "We're gonna play mini golf aren't we?"

"You'll see," Willie said with a grin as he hopped into the driver's seat. "Now, let's see what other adventures we can get up to today-I still need a picture after all."

[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

[asm5129]

Flash thoughts 9x03

Okay, things are really heating up! (no pun intended, what with a heat-based meta appearing this week and all)

This was a really fun episode. I’m not personally invested in the Flash’s rogues but I know a lot of folks are, so i hope they’re enjoying this season cuz it’s going all in. This episode was delightfully comic-book-y. Great banter, fun camp, a little macgunffin-ish type thing, and a smidge of pathos to tie it all together.

was this the best episode? Nah. Not really any standout emotional moments or big reveals (i know there’s the ending, but we’ll get there) or anything, and it definitely doesn’t hit the heights of the previous episode's ethical core, but it was really fun, and it progressed the plot well along the way--so not a waste of time in my book. 

Hartley is delightfully smug, Goldface is campy fun as always, and Jago is a delight in his Regular Guy-ness--with the nuance of his son in the picture as well of course. (side note, the flirting between him and Fiddler was a lot of fun)

It was pretty clear Mark was heading down the path of teaming up with red death but i didn’t expect him to get there so quickly (damn you shorter episode count). Still, i think it works. 

Anyways the whole heist thing with Barry in a bit of a gray area was really fun. And yeah, while Barry has every right not to trust Goldface--or even Mark at this point--Hartley and Jago definitely didn’t deserve to be lumped in with them. Especially Jago, as he rightfully points out to Barry. It’s funny that these Rogues knew every one of them was going to try and steal it for themselves, but since they were all on the same page there they could kind of “trust” each other to be selfish. they knew exactly where each other stood. Barry would have tried to stop ALL of them, so they couldn’t couldn’t on him the same way.

Side note, I’m glad Barry’s “i have to give them a reason to trust me first” instinct wasn't to reveal his identity YET AGAIN. Probably only because half of them already knew it, but still--it was refreshing for him to try and figure some other way to get people to trust him. Plus the fact that the other two figured it out anyway was actually a lot more fun.

The Allegra and Chester thing has been going on for a while now, and while i didn’t love it in the beginning i have to say it’s grown on me. they’ve taken their time, had these two build up a rapport and a regular social life together outside star labs, and really leaned into the actor’s chemistry together. I’ve always been found it odd just how averse they are to dating when they both are pretty clearly on the same page there, so I’m happy we’re at least getting Alelgra’s side to that conflict finally. 

Khione continues to shine with her piercing insights. I really like her. 

WestAllen is still being written better than anything pre-s8 imo.

There’s not as much meat to this episode so i don’t have as much to say, so let’s finish off talking about the red Death developments.

So yeah, look, I knew it was Ryan Wilder months ago. It was announced officially i think. That wasn’t really a reveal. The question is, why? The next time teaser hints that Barry believes it’s current day Ryan corrupted by the Negative Speed Force, but Eric Wallace has hinted at something much deeper than that in interviews--so for the time being, I’m sticking to my theory that this is Armageddon Ryan, and we’ll see present day earth prime Ryan in the very near future--perhaps kidnapped by the Red Death so she could take her place and Wayne Enterprises wouldn’t be answering to two Ryans? I dunno. 

but MAN it feels good to see Javicia Leslie back in the Arrowverse one last time. A little bit of a missed opportunity to not have her say “I am justice” as opposed to “I am Vengeance” cuz i really liked that she was saying “justice will be served” last episode, but maybe’s she’s conflated the two? We’ll see. I’m very intrigued to see Javicia’s villainous turn. 

[i-am-hoo-iyam]

I really miss @mega-puanni and wish I could tell them I know I fucked up in a gif of frustration and I am very sorry and I feel really bad. But for now all I can do is write more funny skeleton stories about sea shanty singing skeletal systems.

One fine summer night when the moon was lighting up the sky and the air was still warm and somehow there were a few bugs buzzing in the ship even though it was in the middle of the sea, stretch asked everyone at dinner if they wanted to have a little fun on deck and sing and dance and drink and be merry. Everyone thought it was a great idea.

Bear brought some snacks up on deck and blue put some strings of lanterns up at waist height. “Hey shorty! Gimmie those lights!” Cash took the lights and hung them way high so they lit up the deck. “But if I’m too short to hang lights what can I do?” “Bring some deck chairs out?” “Ok!” Blue came back with five deck chairs held over his head and red lounging on one of them. “Hey he asked me to lay here! He says it’s good exercise��. “Thanks Ted! You can get down now!” Sans gave blue a funny look. “Why don’t you stick to cannons ok?” “Why?” “Cuz you looked like you were about to send him into the sea with how much you swung around!” “Oh.”

Stretch went to the front of the deck. “Ok anyone have any song suggestions?” Navy got exited. “ICEES MERRY SEA SHANTY FOR A MERRY GOOD TIME!” Blue looked at navy. “Ok I know I can be childish sometimes but that’s where I draw the line. Iced is for lil kids who fry and poopy in their diapers and eat lollipops.” “Yeah but you read fluffy bunny!” “WHAT NO I DONT WHO TOLD YOU THAT?” “Yourself. There isn’t a spare room and I’m scared of the dark so I share a room with you. And you read fluffy bunny every night”. “Nooooooooooo it’s uh uh it’s uh uh fiiiiiiiiine BUT IM NOT A BABY”. Red snickered. “Baby”. “NO IM NOT HES THE BABY!” Blue pointed to navy. “I won’t deny it”. Baby shrugged.

“Ok any serious suggestions?” Red thought. “Drunken sailor?” “Ok thsts a nice song!” Stretch started singing. “What do you do with a drunken sailor? What do you do with a drunken sailor”. Ht crew danced and enjoyed the music. Cinimon got enthusiastic with papyrus and they started really dancing and twirling around. Papyrus flung cinimon overboard and kept dancing unaware. Bear blew the signal for man over board on the alarm horn and dove in to get him. He came back a minute later and nobody had drowned. “Ok guys what’s the big deal?” Red looked at the crew. Papyrus looked sorry. “I-I-I I diddnt mean to… we were just having some fun dancing around and three i twirled him and then he was overboard”. Cinimon didn’t look that bothered. “It’s ok! Stretch has a lovely voice! Let’s just dance in the middle of the deck ok?”

Stretch started up on the song again. He sang with passion. He finally turned back into the real world when the ship suddenly spun 180 as fast as razz could steer it. “Guys?” Wveryone was on one end watching a seagul who had flown off with sans hat. The one papyrus had given him with the bandana thet meant a lot to him. Sans was in tears and reaching out futilely. Cinimon ten below deck and came back with the net gun. He fired and the net came down on the bird, who fell struggling. The crew reeled the net in and got the hat back. Sans shoved it on his head and went to his room. Blue carefully took the bird out of the net and smoothed it’s feathers and then let it fly away. The bird decided never to steal from that ship again.

Stretch went to check on sans. “Hey buddy. Are you ok? That was a bad scare”. “NO MY HAT ALMOST WENT AWAY FOREVER!” “We would’ve gotten it back without the net though. Remember that one time your hat got carried to kingdom come by the wind? You refused to leave your room and then a month later we found it in that thrift store where the guy said he was cleaning up the beach and found a hat and decided not to throw it away! And that other time it got eaten by the whale and then another ship gone out whaling found it inside the whales mouth! It’s like the hat is connected to your soul”.

“Snf your right heh. I’ve never lost it once. It always comes back. It means so much to me cuz papyrus said if anything ever happened to him I would still have the hat to remember him by. Cuz he said it’s easy to loose a man to the sea and he didn’t want me to be all alone without him.” “You ready to go back for another round of singing? I was gonna sing tthe Wellerman next!” “Ok! Tonight seems like it was made for partying!”

[mayrikjanus]

Thank you @lil-melody for the tag!!!

Oh boy, let’s answer these questions…

Are you named after anyone?

My first name—no. My mom had just really liked the name her whole life and gave it to me. I hated it for a lot of my childhood but then I more recently found out the meanings behind it, and I’ve learned to love it :)

My middle name—yes, after my dad’s aunt. This name I always liked throughout my childhood because it is pretty but it doesn’t have as many meanings as my first name.

When was the last time you cried?

When I was sick in December and it changed my relationship with food; one of those days I sobbed harder than I can remember. I thought I was never gonna get better and it scared the shit out of me. My emetophobia suckssss

Do you have kids?

Hell nah, and I don’t really plan to either. Sometimes I go back and forth in my head about whether or not I want kids—cuz part of me does—but the reasons not to outweigh the pros for me. I’m much happier living a life with a partner and having it just be the two of us, at least that’s where I stand now. Things could change in the future, who knows

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Only if I’m sure the person I’m talking to will understand that I’m being sarcastic lol. I used to have a crush on this dude when I was in HS and we both spoke fluent sarcasm but didn’t understand when the other was being sarcastic and it just ended up being really awkward. He friendzoned me but that’s beside the point

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

The way they’re talking to me. That’s one thing I will likely judge a person for, despite me overall not being a very judgemental person.

What’s your eye color?

Brown lol. I wish they were green, like true emerald green. One thing I’ll give the brown tho is when the sun hits em from the side; it looks kinda cool.

Scary movies or happy endings?

I don’t watch scary movies so happy endings. That’s the one way to walk out of a movie not feeling emotionally robbed lol. But as a writer I do prefer writing sad fuckin endings; either because I’m an evil writer or I’ve been through a lot of shit recently. Spin the mf wheel

Any special talents?

I’ve been playing guitar for about four years, and bass for almost four (which is crazy, I feel like it wasn’t that long ago that I started). I taught myself, which is something I’m very proud of!! I’m also a writer, I like to draw and paint, and I can sew (but literally all I make is mini Darons lol).

Where were you born?

California babyyyy

Not gonna specify what city though cuz Internet safety

What are your hobbies?

I think I mainly covered that in the “special talents” section but I like to do creative things—staring at a screen for entertainment gets old after a while. I also collect pictures of Daron Malakian like they’re Pokémon cards but I don’t really count that

Do you have any pets?

Nah, and I don’t really think I want any. I’ve never really been a dog person (was terrified of them as a kid) and I’m hella allergic to cats. I’m fascinated by snakes but any animal requires special care and attention and I need to make sure I can take care of myself before I look after another life, and I don’t think I’m fit to do that.

What sports have you played/do you play?

I was a club swimmer all the way up until August of 2022. Discovered that D1 level was not for me, and I haven’t resumed swimming since. I still swim to work out sometimes, but due to it being winter and all the pools here are outdoor (California things) I haven’t done it much recently. I do miss it though, and I may return just to compete again. It was really fun.

How tall are you?

5’7, just like Daron 😎

I always felt short though because the average height of the women I swam with was like 5’9 or 5’10 lmao

Favorite subject in school?

It depends on the year; I took a Forensics class last year that I really loved and it taught me a lot. Teacher was super cool too. I also liked Spanish; unfortunately the kids were loud and disruptive in my classes but the teachers were nice

Dream job?

Being a musician and going into an atmospheric science field, preferably one relating to climate. Emphasis on doing both; it’s an ambitious goal but I want to be able to do it. Also if I became a published author that’d be cool too

The OG post says to tag 15 people but most of my mutuals are already tagged in that post… I’ll tag u @citykani cuz I know u like to write :)

Thank you @lovely-menza for tagging me <3 This is the first time I'm doing such a post, as in, answering for questions in the post, without it being an ask game, so let's roll with it!

Are you named after anyone? Nope, my mom just heard the name on a party one day and she loved it ever since. And that's why I am named how I am named

When was the last time you cried? In the last year, quite a few months ago. It was connected with being laughed at by a close person due to him being after one beer and him not being able to drink at his age. And let's leave it at that

Do you have kids? Nope, but I would like to, if I find a good guy. I mean, I don't want a random weirdo or a creep in my life. I'm either getting a good guy or I'm living alone, without a care - I mean I have music...

Do you use sarcasm a lot? Only when i'm joking. Other than that, I'm brutally honest

What's the first thing you notice about people? Their eyes or smile. It's usually the eyes though. You can fake a smile, be more kinder with it, if you intend to do so. But eyes? You can't hide anything behind them. If you have bad intentions, it is shown in the way you look at someone. I usually am looking in the eyes when speaking to someone and when they speak to me I do the same. Let me tell you one thing - you can get scared shitless when you hear kind words and the person's eyes shine in a very bad way and you know they have bad intentions. I like to know if I'm safe or not

What's your eye colour? They are hazel. Once blue, the other time green, some other time gray blue or gray entirely or kinda white if I feel ill. Mom says that I usually have gray eyes when I'm very sleepy

Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings. I like to see the adventure presented in the media I'm watching have a good ending. Additional point if I like the characters! Then it's double the fun to see them happy at the very end

Any special talents? Maybe it's not a special talent, but I can hear wrong notes in a song very often, catch the rhythm of the song - oh boy, if it's changing during the song then I have so much fun with listening to it! - and memorize the entire melody if I hear the song a lot of times. I literally sometimes sit and play the entire song in my head if it's too quiet. I did that on the last test on statistics! Hehe, silence in class and I was listening to Scars on Broadway in my head while counting - got an A, that proves something XD

Where were you born? Poland! I'm still living there and I don't plan on moving somewhere else - maybe to another city, but then again I don't wanna leave my parents behind so yeah (a little bit of babbling :3)

What are your hobbies? Listening to music, playing on guitar - I started playing in July in 2022, I'm not very good at it yet, but I have a lot of fun! - and maybe writing from time to time some fanfiction. I like creating ocs ^u^

Have you any pets? Yes, a female canary. She's my lovely orb of feathers, who has almost the same music taste as mine - oh GOD, I played "Alabama Song (Whisky Bar)" by The Doors yesterday on my phone to quickly clean and come back to watching a tv series. The feathery orb sung so loudly along with Jim Morrison and the rest! I wasn't expecting her to give such a bright concert ;u;

What sports do you play/have played? None, I am the person who hated sports XD

How tall are you? 162/164 cm I believe? I am fairly short

Favourite subject in school? Polish lessons. They were fun, despite that some of the school readings were boring. But I could listen to so much stories about the society in the past ages. This was interesting!

Dream job? Working in a library - I'm working hard to get to that goal

Tag 15 people... Let's see if I have so much mutuals XD @furiousbirdballoon @juliearchery107 @jimmysdragonsuit13 @malakianwhvre @explodingegg123 @itsdareeeh @cantag-curtis @diedeadenovgh @circle-bircle @w0rldl0ngg0ne That's all I can think of at the moment. If anyone stumbles upon this post and wants to join, feel free <3 The rest of tagged people? Join the fun if you want :3

[stanknotstark]

Devil In The Details

I had fun writing this I’m not sure it’s what you really wanted tho...I’m not sure if I’m gonna write the reader part yet tho idk is that something everybody would want? A reader who doesn’t like the sand? Cuz someone gave me an idea for it...*cough my wife *cough* hahaha Idk after reading this tell me if you want a reader part and if so I’ll write it!

Summary: REQUEST. Loki hates the sand and after a nasty prank you decide to exploit this small detail.

“I can’t wait, Loki! You’ll love the beach!” You smile at Loki who gives you a smile back. You don’t miss how his smile is stretched thin. He hides his feelings really well but not from you. You can read him like an open book and while you know it disturbs Loki that you can, you still have pride about it. 

You know Loki is going to hate the beach. You’ve noticed that when he eats he can’t stand having crumbs on his hands and constantly wipes them on his napkin and tries to do everything in order to not eat with his hands. After a particular mission involving Sandman Loki had taken an hour-long shower and wouldn’t let you touch him until you yourself had washed away all the sand as well. He has this small thing about crumbs, or sand, or any small particles, that you plan to exploit. You want revenge.

Loki had pulled a prank the other day and it had involved you. You had been hanging out with Natasha and Wanda when Loki had come up and kissed your cheek. He pulled back, his hands grabbed your hair, and you heard a snip of scissors. You sat there frozen watching Natasha and Wanda’s reaction. They both looked behind you at Loki with wide eyes. 

Loki isn’t stupid. He knows you take a lot of pride in having long, beautiful hair. He couldn’t have missed that when it rains you’re more worried about your hair getting wet than yourself. He couldn’t have missed that you’re constantly running your hands through your hair to make sure it’s perfect at all times.

Loki isn’t stupid.

At least, not often. 

You stand to full height and turn to Loki slowly. You can feel your face fill with fury as you look at Loki who stands there, holding your beautiful locks, with a sly smirk on his stupid lips. 

“Run.” You grind out. Loki is quick to turn and start running and when you start to chase him he actually starts laughing. The gall of this man. “Loki, I’m literally going to kill you!” 

Loki makes a turn and races for the door that leads to the stairs, your lock of hair waving in his hands with furious movement as he runs. “If you catch me!” He throws over his shoulder while laughing.

You both reach the stairwell and Loki runs down the stairs, landing on the common area floor, and he throws the door open with wild strength so it stays open long enough for you to throw yourself into the room behind him. You reach out a hand and grasp his shirt in your fingers but he pulls forwards and the shirt slips from your grasp. 

“Loki!” You yell enraged. He answers with a snicker. 

The dead man running sees Steve and Tony standing close and talking so he pushes in between them. You follow, shoving Steve with a small sorry. Loki runs into the dining room and you both stop running, staring each other down from across the big table. 

“Darling, listen-” Loki starts holding out his hands in a placating way. You growl as you watch your beautiful hair wave in his hands, causing the opposite reaction Loki was going for. He notices what’s going on and magics your hair away. 

“Listen-”

“What’s going on?” Tony asks as he rushes into the room behind you with a concerned look on his face. He probably noticed how your face had murder written on it. 

“I’m going to kill Loki, that’s what’s going on.” You move to the right but Loki moves to the left of the table to keep a good distance from you. 

“If you would listen-”

“What did he do?” Tony asks over Loki’s response. Steve walks into the room and sees the tension. He moves towards Loki. You assume it’s because he’s trying to protect Loki from you. Smart man. 

“He cut my hair.” You growl out, glancing at Tony whose eyes become comically large. 

“Loki, I thought you were smart. That was a stupid move, really stupid, like, I can hear the wind whistling through your ears bud. ” Tony tells the god who rolls his eyes. 

“If any of you would listen to me-” Loki is cut off when you yell and jump the table to slam him to the wall. Steve is quick to grab you around the waist and pull you from Loki. Your strength is no match for a super soldier’s strength. That doesn’t stop you from fighting Steve’s hold though.

“I did not cut your hair!” Loki yells, pushing from the wall and holding his hands out again. 

You look over his face and calm yourself. “Steve, did he cut my hair?” You ask the man holding you, not trusting Loki. Steve still holds you but holds you at arms length so he may examine your hair. 

“Uh, there’s-” He starts but Loki waves his hand at you. “Oh.” Steve exclaims, shocked. You feel one of his hands come to your hair and caress at the locks. “No, your hair is fine.” He finally concludes. 

You close your eyes and take a deep breath through your nose. The tears that come can’t be fought. 

“Darling-” Loki says in a sorrowful voice as he reaches for you. You shake your head, jerking from Loki so he can’t touch you. You pull from Steve’s grip so you may leave and cry in peace. You know it’s just hair and maybe it’s stupid to cry about but you had really felt true fear that he had messed with it. 

It’s a whole day before you let Loki approach you again. By this time you’ve already made plans for revenge.

When you arrive at the beach you don’t miss the grimace Loki gives as he looks at the sand. He wipes it off his face when you fully turn to him though. 

“Find us a spot and I’ll get all of our stuff.” Loki tells you when you both get out of the car. You let him have this small time to mentally prepare himself for the torture you’ve prepared for him. You make your way down to the beach and find an open spot to set up that has an umbrella to protect you both from the sun. Loki is slow-going to make his way towards you. You watch as he really tries to not wince every step he takes in the sand. You kind of hope sand makes its way into his shoes.

He quickly sets two towels down under your picked spot then watches as you undress to your swim suit under your clothes. When you bend over to take your shorts off you hear Loki give a sigh and start undressing. 

Good, you can’t help but think. 

When you’re undressed you glance at the bar nearby. “I’ll go get us some drinks.” You state, grabbing your wallet and leaving Loki. When you reach the bar you order your usual drink and Loki’s favorite when he’s having a rough day, gin and tonic. You order and turn to watch Loki.

Loki stands there under the umbrella glaring at the towel on the ground as if it might actually bite him if he lies on it. You chuckle under your breath. You then watch him shake his head and sit on the towel with hesitance. He sits with his knees drawn up as if trying to minimize how much of his body touches the sand that no doubt got on his towel.

The bartender brings your drinks over and you pay him. You’re quick to come back to Loki and hand him his drink. When he takes a sip he sighs and thanks you in a grateful tone. 

You sit on your towel and give him a smile as you sip on your own drink. “So, I was thinking, have you ever built a sand castle?” You ask with a raised eyebrow at your uncomfortable lover. 

Loki looks over to you with a look of dread that he is quick to hide, just not quick enough for your keen eyes. “No. Isn’t that an activity for children?” He asks, trying to deter your plans passive aggressively. 

You shrug and give an embarrassed smile. “It is...I just-” You cut yourself off to make your acting more dramatic, “Never mind.” You babble out and look away from Loki to the crashing waves and open water. 

You can tell Loki doesn’t take his eyes off of you as he wages war in his mind. 

“Perhaps you could show me how to do it, I’ve never tried.” He tells you with open honesty. 

You look over to Loki with soft eyes. This man was truly in love with you if he’s willing to build a sandcastle with you. It’s nearly enough to make you stop your plan of torture. 

Nearly. 

You nod at him. “After our drinks I’ll show you!” You say in an excited voice, your body slightly jumping in place like an overexcited child. Loki loses his look of distress for a second as he lovingly smiles at you. 

You set your drink aside and lay down on your towel. Your hands come to clasp over your stomach. You don’t outright look at Loki but you watch from your peripheral. He looks at you with apprehension. 

Loki sets his drink near yours between the towels in the sand and looks out towards the water. You hold back a snicker as he closes his eyes and takes a few deep breaths. He slowly lowers himself to lay on his back. He lays there really tense for a few seconds before he forcibly relaxes. 

You get a good idea and smirk to yourself. 

“Sweetheart, you seem tense, do you want a back massage?” You ask Loki who looks at you with wide eyes.

“I-um…” He responds. 

You sit up and tap on his arm, telling him to turn over. Loki follows your prompt and turns onto his stomach. You straddle his hips and run your hands down his back. He shivers, probably because you had let your hands touch the sand before you dragged them down his bare back. 

Without Loki watching you, you let out a wicked smile. 

You work your hands into his built up knots. “What made you so tense?” You ask as you dig into one of the knots and Loki groans. He turns his head to the side so he can partially see you from his peripheral vision. “Probably the fact that I made you cry.” The god lies with ease.

You hum. “You won’t ever touch my hair for a prank again, will you?” 

Loki chuckles. “Never.” 

“Lesson learned then.” You shake your head with a smile. You knead your knuckles into a particularly nasty knot and Loki hisses, his body tenses up, and his hands come to rest on each side of him. His fingers twitch like they want to dig into the ground but he remembers it’s sand. 

When you get that knot worked out Loki relaxes under you again. 

“I truly am sorry, darling. I did not know how much you valued your hair otherwise I would not have done that prank.” Loki apologizes again. He had apologized the second you let him talk to you again after the prank. And again right before you both went to bed too. 

“I know.” 

“Do you? I cannot help but feel as if you do not believe my words.”  

You sigh and get off of Loki and sit on your towel. Loki is quick to sit up again, looking at you. His hands rub across his chest so the sand that was stuck now falls off him.

You grab your drink so your hands have something to do. You look at the sand and think about what you want to say. Loki patiently waits. 

“I know you’re sorry, I know you won’t ever do it again I just-” You let your eyes trail from the sand to the waves. “I’m still hurt about it. I know that’s unreasonable I just...I don’t know, I mean I know it wasn’t anything personal.” You let your feet toe at the towel's edges. When you look over to Loki he is looking at the sand in thought, his fingers fiddle with the drawstrings on his bathing suit. He takes a few seconds before he looks up to your eyes. 

“What may I do to make this up to you?” He asks you with raw seriousness. 

You slightly raise your drink. “Finish your drink so we can make a sandcastle.” 

Loki takes the hint that you don’t want to talk about this subject anymore and picks up his drink. 

“As you wish.” He says, knocking his drink with yours in a small cheer. 

You both finish your drinks in a comfortable silence, watching people run past and children splash in the shallow waves. 

Loki finishes his drink first, you follow not long after. 

“Sun screen!” You say, digging in your beach bag and pulling out a SPF 100 bottle. Loki helps you with your back and you his. You grab the plastic sandcastle bucket from your bag then the both of you are crawling from under the umbrella into the sunlight towards the wet sand.

You hand Loki the bucket mold. “Fill it with the wet sand and compact it.” Loki does as you tell him. You’re impressed when he digs a hand deep into the wet sand and doesn’t even flinch. When he fills the bucket up and compacts it you bring him to the dry sand and he understands what to do. He sets the bucket on the sand and lightly taps at the plastic so the sand will come out without sticking to the bucket. 

You appreciate the view. Loki is on his knees in the sand, he worries over the bucket with a focused look on his face. His chest glistens from the sunscreen he put on and there is a slight blush that crosses his chest under the sunlight. The solid green swim trunks make his pale skin glow. He muscled legs stretching and flexing as he moves around the bucket.

Loki slowly lifts the bucket and a perfect castle sits in the sand. He is quick to smile back at you, satisfied with his work. It’s enough to make you fall deeper in love with the man. 

He quickly stands and comes to your side. “Shall we make it bigger?” He asks you with giddy excitement. You let out a small laugh and nod. 

Loki quickly collects more wet sand and you start searching for seashells to adorn the sandcastle with. 

By the time Loki finishes the castle it is three buckets high. Three castles support two castles, then those two castles support the last one on top. You show Loki all the shells you picked up and both of you chatter excitedly as you decorate the sandcastle. 

You don’t miss that Loki makes sporadic trips to the water so he may wash the sand off of him. He tries to lie about it when you ask and responds that he’s just getting overheated and needs some water on his body to cool him down. If anything, you think it’s probably a half-truth. 

When Loki comes back and you put the final shell on the castle you stand and smile at Loki sheepishly. 

“Loki…” You start. Loki grabs you by the waist and hugs you to him, swaying from side to side. 

“Yes, darling?” 

You pull away but Loki doesn’t drop his hands from your hips just holds you at arm's length with a cute frown. 

“I...Well...Ok, see, I wanted revenge for what you did and now I’m starting to realize I shouldn’t have done this.” You get out in an apologetic voice, a slight wince on your face. 

Loki’s frown lifts to a look of amusement. “You knew I wouldn’t like the sand…” He replies softly. 

You actually cringe at his remark. “Possibly.” You say in a high-pitched voice. 

You gasp with a horrified look on your face because two kids run past and when one throws a handful of sand to the other kid it misses and hits Loki’s back instead. 

You bite your lip when you see sand falling from his hair and face. At least the kids apologize before they’re running off laughing again. You simply watch as the amusement falls from Loki’s face and he closes his eyes. 

“May we leave?” He says in a dangerously calm voice. 

You nod but realize he can’t see it so you blurt out a yes and rush to your spot to pack everything up. Loki is right behind you, making sure to pick up the bucket you had brought, and as you panic he grabs your arm so you look at him. 

“Calm down, sweetheart. I will not die from a little sand.” Loki says in a gentle and calming tone. 

You feel your shoulders relax and take a deep breath. You nod and begin packing the stuff again, this time slower. Loki helps and it takes less than five minutes to begin your trek back to the car. As you pass the showers you bump into Loki’s side and nod at them. Loki looks at you gratefully before he’s handing you the beach bag and rushing over to the shower. You follow him, just slower. When you come to stand at the edge of the shower you watch Loki wash off with a lot of appreciation. 

The water cascades down his back and your mouth goes dry when Loki brings his hands up and through his long black locks, tilting his chin up into the spurting water as he does. When his face isn’t in the direct spray he looks over at you. A smirk crosses his face as he rubs all the sand off his body and watches you watch him. When you catch his eyes you clear your throat and look away. Loki chuckles but doesn’t say anything, thankfully. 

Once he has washed off what he can reach without undressing completely he comes to your side and grabs the beach bag from you once again. You both begin the trek back to the car, Loki dripping wet as he walks beside you. 

“I’m impressed.” Loki states out of nowhere. You look over at him dumbfounded. “I’m impressed because you noticed a small detail about me and exploited it as revenge.” He explains with a small smirk, he doesn’t look at you though, just keeps his face forwards. 

You let out a devious laugh. “I am dating the God of Mischief, gotta keep you on your toes somehow.” 

Loki doesn’t answer you, merely shakes his head as he now genuinely smiles. 

When you reach the car Loki packs everything up as you start the car so it can cool off. Loki doesn’t use one of the towels to dry off probably because they had been on the sand. He gets into the passenger seat, wet. 

“Stark has the money to clean his cars without a second thought. I am not using one of those towels to dry off.” Loki confirms your suspicions when you look at him with an accusatory look. 

You can’t fight the laugh that bubbles out and Loki smiles at you as he puts on his seat belt. You shake your head and focus on backing out of the parking space. 

When you’re on the road back to the tower you let your arm rest on the console. Loki is quick to hold your hand in his. 

“I love you.” Loki exclaims out of nowhere as you sit at a red light. 

“Even after I made you go to the beach as revenge?” You ask as you squeeze his hand. 

Loki squeezes back. “Even more so after that.” 

“Never had a woman stand up to you after your pranks?” You ask. The light turns green so you can’t see Loki’s expression. 

“Never.” 

You hum, glancing over to him, when you can, and you find him smiling a loopy smile as he watches the road. 

“You can prank me, that’s fine, just don’t ever do anything with my hair, please?” You focus on the road as you speak. 

“Of course.” 

“Just know, if you prank me there will be revenge.” 

You can hear the smirk in Loki’s response. “Oh, I was hoping there would be, darling.”

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[geraltrogerericduhautebellegarde]

Moonrock dildo prompt: Geralt works in a geological museum and Jaskier is a visitor and is fascinated by the phallic moonrock on display and asks Geralt everything about it, but he is so bad at flirting (sorry, 💖💖💖💖)

Ellie, you darling soul, this fic really got out of hand. I hope you like it cuz honestly... I wanna write more. 

Please forgive my rock knowledge, it’s spotty at best. I did a ton of research though so be gentle.

Shout out to Ellie for the line “Jaskier was quite gay”

Warnings: phallic moon rocks, discussion of dildos, flirting

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The museum was quiet as Jaskier wandered through the large rooms, the only sound his footsteps echoing around him. No matter how many times he had suffered through donor tours because of his parent’s generosity, he didn’t think he would ever feel comfortable in an almost empty museum. The quiet was almost eerie and, although he knew there were security and other employees about, it always left him feeling incredibly lonely.

He was a social person, he liked company and talking and these museum walk throughs were never like that. He wouldn’t even get a docent who could tell him about the exhibits, he was just expected to wander aimlessly until he had to meet with whatever person was in charge of whatever thing his parents donated to this time.

Normally he could at least enjoy the paintings and sculptures as his parent’s favored art museums but this time, they had decided to put their money towards a small mineralogical and geological museum for… whatever reason, and he was bored. Sure, the rocks and minerals and stones and whatever else he was looking at, for he knew nothing of rocks and the like, were pretty but… they were rocks. And he was bored.

Thankfully though, it was a truly small museum and he was almost down to the last room, which was where he was to meet with the curator of the final collection, something to do with space rocks. Or maybe it was moon rocks. Truly, Jaskier didn’t know the difference and he wasn’t sure he really cared.

Humming absentmindedly to himself, Jaskier approached the archway leading into the last room of the museum. The first thing he noticed was how much larger the room was than all the other ones, even the ceiling was higher, and bearing a beautiful painting of the night sky. The second was how many more display cases there were here than in the other rooms.

Jaskier walked inside slowly, looking into the closest display cases eagerly, already more interested in this room than all those previous. He gazed into the first case, reading the card identifying the rock as a “Lunar Meteorite”. The rock was dark in color and filled with holes, rather plain really. Jaskier stood quietly, studying the rock. There was honestly nothing special about it, to him, other than the fact that it was from the moon, but if he hadn’t known that fact it certainly wasn’t something that would have drawn his eye.

Moving on, Jaskier directed his attention to a display case located in the center of the room. Walking up to it curiously, his brows drew together in confusion as he stared at the rock in front of him.

Jaskier tried to think of how to describe it other than phallic, but nothing came to mind. It looked like a dick. Looking at the description, he was surprised to see that it was recovered during a space mission. And there was also no mention of it’s rather surprising shape.

“Mr. Pankratz?” A deep voice inquired from behind him, shocking Jaskier. The voice echoed in the room, though not as loud as the squeak Jaskier let out as he spun around.

Standing in front of Jaskier was possibly the most beautiful man in existence. He was of a height with Jaskier, perhaps and inch or two taller. His brilliant white hair was pulled back into a low bun, showing off the undercut he was sporting. His jawline could cut marble, which looked to be what the rest of him was made of. The neat suit he was wearing accented the broad line of his shoulders and narrow taper of his waist.

Jaskier was quite gay, thank you very much, and being confronted with this absolute Adonis of a man was rather overwhelming.

“Uh… yes. Well, no. I mean, I am who you are looking for but please don’t call me Mr. Pankratz. Jaskier, if you don’t mind.”

The man grunted.

“Right… and should I assume you’re Dr. Rivia?” Jaskier asked as it became apparent.

“Yes.”

For as much as the man was most certainly handsome, he seemed equally unwilling to talk. Jaskier held out a hand, “Nice to meet you.” As the large, warm hand clasped him, Jaskier shivered involuntarily, thinking about better places that hand could be grabbing.

“Okay so you’re the curator, right? This is your exhibit?” Jaskier gestured vaguely at the impressive collection around him.

“I am. Have you gotten to look around, much?”  Dr. Rivia’s reply was short and brusque.

Jaskier hummed thoughtfully, glancing back at the case behind him, “Not in here, no. I was just looking at this one actually.”

Dr. Rivia hummed thoughtfully, looking at the case, “And do you like it?”

Did he… like it? Well, he was rather fond of dick. “I… don’t know. I actually have a lot of questions about it.”

“I’d be happy to answer any questions you have.”

Any questions he had… should he go for it? Eh, might as well, Jaskier decided, hoping the conversation wouldn’t get back to his parents. “Well… for starters, is there a reason it’s shaped like a dick?”

“According to the team that returned from the moon with it, that’s the shape it was found in.”

“So it naturally formed in the shape of a dick?” Jaskier couldn’t help but feel skeptical.

“That is what we are led to believe, yes.”

That wasn’t a particularly confident response, “And you believe it?”

The man hesitated before answering, “There is some documentation missing that would normally be filled out upon finding a specimen but we have no reason to believe it is anything other than organically formed.” Jaskier didn’t know Dr. Rivia but he would argue the look on his face screamed doubt.

“So you don’t believe it.”

Dr. Rivia did not respond.

Jaskier turned back to the case, looking at the rock again. His curiosity was peaked. Why would someone make it look like a dick? For the fun of it? As a joke? A dare? To be used?

“So… hypothetically speaking, would a rock like this be safe if used as a dildo?”

Dr. Rivia seemed startled by the question, “I wouldn’t recommend it.”

“But is it safe?”

Dr. Rivia’s brows furrowed, “In it’s current state? No.”

Well that probably ruled out it being used, “But it could be safe?”

“If someone wanted to turn a piece of anorthosite into a dildo then there would be ways to do so, yes.”

“That’s what kind of rock this is?”

“Yes. And it’s very rough, I wouldn’t recommend putting it anywhere in your body.”

“So… if there are moon dildos, is there moon lube to?”

“There aren’t moon dildos.” Jaskier laughed at the obvious exasperation present in the man’s voice.

“Well, maybe you can show me around the rest of the exhibit? To be honest, I know nothing about rocks and the rest of the museum has been rather boring. Maybe you could liven things up.” Jaskier stepped forward, giving the attractive man his best bedroom eyes.

Something flashed in the man’s eyes as the roamed over Jaskier’s body, settling on his lips. Jaskier bit his bottom lip, batting his eye lashes.

“Follow me. And call me Geralt.”

The man, Geralt, spun around, striding to a door labeled “Employees Only” and Jaskier hurried to follow, hoping there was a bathroom or a closet somewhere back there they could put to good use.

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[cursestothemoon]

ok ok ok hear me out...fred with children/babies headcannons :))))

alright here me out

fred is either hit or miss with babies 

some babies or cool

most make him nervous 

usually i they can keep their heads up on their own hes alright 

he wouldn’t be too keen on babies until one laughed at him

then he'd be like alright you’re not too bad

after that he’d take them pretty naturally 

he’ll walk around the house showing them everything

giving them little tours

George would also join in on the fun 

he would be really good at putting babies to sleep too

he’s just a really warm person with really good energy and the babies can sense it and they feel safe around him

and when the babies get a bit older

start talking and really being aware

no longer babies ya know

he LOVES that stage because then he can talk to them and they respond

and kids say the funniest things and Fred will ask them serious complex questions just to hear them give some weird answer only a kid could give

he also loves baby sitting 

he can give the kid a bunch of sugar and party and then send them home

oH MY GOD ESPECIALLY GEORGE’S KIDS

HE JUST GIVES THEM ANY SWEETS HE COULD FIND AND GETS THEM ALL HYPER AND GOES

here you go :D

george really just waits for freds kids to show up 

he prays for it everyday

aLSO

kids just gravitate toward Fred

and at first they are a bit shy and apprehensive because he is very large 

but they want to go talk to the big man wearing the funny suit 

aND HE HAS FIREWORKS AND CANDY

yeah they get over their shyness pretty quickly 

fred will learn how to do hair so he can braid his little nieces hair 

all his little nieces, or nephews that wanna take after bill (dad or cool uncle) 

he will be there with a comb and detangling spray ready to do their hair 

waiT IMAGINE FRED WITH HIS OWN KID

A LITTLE BOY THAT LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE HIM

AND SOMETIMES HE GOES TO WORK WITH FRED RIGHT

FRED WOULD

HANDS DOWN

HAVE A SUIT MADE THAT MATCHED HIS PERFECTLY BUT WAS SMALL  FOR HIS SON

AND THEYD JUST STROLL INTO THE SHOP

george would absolutely lose it at Fred and slightly smaller fred

cuz lets be honest freds gonna have some TALL kids regardless of his significant other’s height

but yeah he really loves kids and babies

he loves how happy and just funny they are

would also want a lot of babies of his own 

the second they start to leave that fun child stage hes like alright tiME TO GET A BABY IN THE HOUSE

not that he forgets about the child now that they are old 

but he loves having a baby in the house 

the angsty teenage phase isnt a favorite of his

[fanfictiondreamscape]

Fun-Sized S/O

Request: Can I ask for hc’s for sebastian from black butler with a really tiny s/o (around ciels height) but she is allready a adult? Would love some cute headcanons for him if you have time..

Title: Fun-Sized S/O

Genre: fluff, slightly romantic

Pairing: Sebastian Michaelis x Fem!Reader 

Notes: When I saw this, I gushed! This sounds so cute and I think it’ll be so much fun to write. That, and this just gave me a new rush of happiness that I really needed right now, so thank you for that! 

That said, I hope you enjoy it! I refrained from specifying the age, but I tried to make it very obvious with some comedy inclusion. I may have strayed a little, though, so I apologize. 

Below the cut! 

let’s cover one thing first: he finds you absolutely adorable.

seriously.

despite being the same height as ciel, as well as maintaining a job in a similar area (you both worked under the queen), he couldn’t see you as anything other than a chihuahua walking around in a world full of english mastiffs

though, he was well aware that you were very much capable of taking care of yourself. 

you work under the queen for a reason, after all.

which is also how you two met. 

at first, he saw you as someone that would be filling in for someone else, possibly even taking up a role that had been presented to you by one of your parents or other family members.

but that was not the case.

your business was booming, and this is when he found out that not only were you of legal age, but very crafty as well.

(he liked to think that you preferred to feint any kind of awareness and have a vast amount of knowledge in all areas to be able to hold a candle to anyone that would try to manipulate, but that was only a theory of his.)

as much as it annoyed him from time to time, he and sebastian could tell that you would be a powerful asset, not only to them, but to the queen.

from that point forward, whenever you two would meet (which was, again, fairly often - the queen!), you two would be able to have almost the exact same thought process. 

it was very evident that you knew your way around, and he admired that. 

but there was also a side to you which he knew how to pick out.

taunt your height, get kicked. 

treat you as an armrest, get kicked. 

make sly comments about how you can’t reach something, get kicked. 

or, at least, try to get kicked. 

(yeah, your height was still an issue on that end.)

otherwise, you started to get used to this. 

on days when ciel wanted to be nice and you were free of any work for a time, you two would meet at the phantomhive manor.

whether you were reading next to each other or discussing past events that either one of you asked, something would happen. 

and it would more often be bardroy, mey-rin, or finny. 

and here is where you and him used your height to your advantage.

from time to time, you’d help out the staff. 

ciel had consistently told you that you are a guest and that you don’t have to help those “bumbling idiots”.

you didn’t listen, though.

this is where your height would be either a blessing or a curse.

if the issue had happened in a lower area, you would be quick on the uptake despite the amount of times that someone had tried to stop you.

glass broken? you’d be 100% willing to help and make sure that mey-rin didn’t injure herself while trying to pick it up. 

and yes, this typically went over fairly quietly, though sebastian would never hesitate to throw something out there to annoy you.

“miss l/n, it seems as if your height may come in handy. do be careful when picking that up, thought, dear - don’t want you to get crushed, darling.”

“oh, please, sebastian darling - you may not realize or not care to realize this, but i can and will bite your ankles.”

“love, is that really necessary, though?”

“if you keep attempting to taunt me, then yes, it will be made top priority.”

(banter like this was highly encouraged by ciel, though he would never admit this).

on the other hand, though, if the incident had occurred at a taller height?

yeah, you would have to deal with short comments from him while you do things at your level. 

“darling, may i ask how the weather down there is?”

“oh hush, you obnoxiously tall demon.”

“oh dear, you are just extremely short.”

“don’t forget that i could, quite easily, sneak away from you right here and now and leave you lonely for the remainder of the day.”

(you both knew that wouldn’t happen, though - you would miss him too much, and he’d know where you went almost immediately.)

so, those were fun times. 

otherwise, when given the chance to, you two would try to create things together. 

rose bouquets, sweets, sometimes even a new prototype for whatever purpose. 

times like this are when the jokes would either be completely quieted or completely active.

sometimes, he’d purposely put an item that you could reach easily on a normal day about three shelves higher. 

it was, of course, all a ploy to get you to ask for his help with an attempted nonchalant expression, though you were extremely flustered.

other times, he’d let you rest upon his shoulders if you were too tired to try and jump to reach something - these moments also left you flustered, but you didn’t mind. 

there was even the rare occasion that, when you two would sit near each other and read (or do whatever you desired), he would allow you to lay beside him.

he noticed how your short frame fit perfectly in comparison to his taller one, and he’d silently gush at the image. 

(fun fact: one time, when you had tried to reach a book you had left behind when leaving the room, he had helped you out in the most cliche way possible - he stood behind you and grabbed the book for you, his hand resting on your shoulder. it was an adorable image to the both of you.)

he found these moments to be the most important between you two, the teasing romantic ones were always the ones that got him to become just as flustered as you are. 

and, though kisses didn’t happen very often, they were very much sweet and slightly comedic.

since the height difference was so obvious, things went one of two ways: either one of you would adjust your height to reach the other, or you would find a way to even it out and make it romantic. 

if it were to go along a more humorous route, the common things were either he would lean down, or you would jump up.

considering both of you were fairly serious, these moments were highly treasured. 

sometimes, he would watch you pout and fight back the urge to laugh at the image.

these times, though, he’d fall victim to the cute and childish expression that rested upon your face, and he’d lean down just the slightest.

he’d gaze at you lovingly, and it wasn’t until you would turn to look at him that he’d say something. 

“you are quite adorable, lady y/n.”

cue your blush, cue his smirking visage. 

“may i kiss you, my dear?”

small silence...

“...yes, you may.”

he laughs at your attempt to fight back the rush of blood to your face as he decides to tease you.

he stopped leaning down and watched as you puffed your cheeks and sighed.

“aren’t you going to kiss me, mr. michaelis?”

“hmm...maybe i might. it would be very much appreciated if you could, possibly, meet me halfway, though, darling.”

cue another huff. 

you tried to jump up at him, but you were still unable to reach his height. he met you halfway.

the other times, though - those were when things got really romantic. 

these were the moments when you two would get a break from a growing crowd of people at a formal event. 

these were the moments when you two would be resting in the garden under the moonlight, surrounded by flourishing roses and carnations. 

these were the moments when you two would be sitting next to each other on a bench, around even height as your skirt had lifted you just the slightest. 

these were the moments where things would remain quiet yet loving, and though there was still a height difference, things were on much more level ground.

kisses in this moment were also very sweet. 

neither one of you had to do much to meet the other. 

afterwards, the rest of the night is spent in the midst of the festivities. 

so, as a whole? 

short jokes, tall jokes, and a surprisingly wholesome relationship for a demon as renowned in the realm as him.

(he may also have taken a slight liking to your soul, but he was very loyal in return to ciel - cuz souls are tasty, yUM-)

[batarella]

Sinatra (Mafia!Jason Todd x Reader)

This is my first au fic! I absolutely adore the idea of Jason being in a mafia gang (he’s with Black Mask in this one) and the reader is a vigilante! Hope you all enjoy this steamy fic! 

 -Requested- 

offendedfishnoises said: Feel free to ignore this if you don't want to write it. Could I request smut (or anything really) with false face au Jason (au where he works as an enforcer for black mask) and vigilante reader?

WORDS: 2559 WARNINGS: PUBLIC SEX. DIRTY TALK. KNIFE PLAY (I GUESS) 

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Sinatra.

The Iceberg Lounge wanted the ambiance to be as fitting to your deal here as possible. Dim red lights, the soft laughter of women on the laps of men not looking too far off from the likes of Penguin, it wasn’t so much the area of work you were used to. The dress you wore was far too revealing, with barely anything covering your back, legs, and arms, so you had a fur coat on to cover it up. Your hair was up, and your lips were as red as the wine glass balanced between your fingers. You had your ass pushed out with your elbows leaning against the bar top. And on top of all that, the band was playing Sinatra.

You sipped at your wine and pressed on your earpiece.

“Oracle, where are they?”

“They’re just about to enter the lounge. Don’t drink too much,” Oracle said.

“I think I’ll need more than a glass to get through the night.”

You heard her chuckle at the other end. The bartender came to you to give you a refill, and you gave him a wink before he left.

Roman Sionis. Black Mask. He was a short man, about the same height as you, but he was surrounded by men in black twice his size. Five-no-seven of them trailed behind him. They had on their own creepy masks ranging from the faces of monsters to pigs to just a black ski mask covering most of their face.

“Are you sure this is how you want to do it?” Oracle asked you with that strain in her voice. You watched Black Mask settle at a booth, then eyed his henchmen, particularly the large one with a plain red helmet. He had a machine gun strapped to his back and he sat right beside his boss with a relaxed stature leaning against the back of the booth.

“I’m sure.”

The red masked henchman caught your eye, and he never looked away once he did. You turned up your volume enhancer and listened to his friend whispering into his ear.

“I’d like a piece of that, Red.”

“She’s looking at me. Not you, Tony.”

His voice was the same. Young but experienced. “She lookin’ at you real hard.”

“I know. I know.”

“Ey, if I don’t see you makin’ a move then you better believe I will-“

“Alright, alright, Tony. Hold my drink.”

Red was coming up to you. You finished your glass, hoped the alcohol would sink in sooner than it usually would, then turned to him taking the seat next to you.

“Didn’t expect to see you here, Y/N.”

“I told you not to say my name.”

“You don’t have your suit on. You're undercover. Which makes you Y/N and not some vigilante for the night, babe.”

“Mmm,” you hummed. “Still charming, aren’t we Jason?”

“Hey, you're the one looking at me with that fucking dress on.” His eyes lingered on the skin of your bare leg crossed over the other and your lips delicately kissing the rim of the wine glass. “What do you want anyway?”

“Why do you think I want anything from you this time?”

The bartender handed him a shot, and he took it in one swing. “Don’t you always?”

You hummed again, this time your hand landing on his knee and giving him that slight squeeze that made his back jolt up and his breaths uneven. “I miss you.”

“Do you?”

“Yeah. I do.”

You couldn’t see the look on his face, but when you stood up from your stool and walked over to the private rooms at the back, the one you reserved just for tonight, you knew he was looking at your backside like he was about to pounce. Jason looked over at his boss, who looked too preoccupied to care where his henchman was, then followed you.

That buzz of victory came over you when you heard him step into the room.

There was a rounded booth covering the walls of the small room. The light was even dimmer. There were no windows, and the table at the center limited most of your movement. You removed your coat.

Your dress was ridiculously revealing, and most of your back was exposed to the nipping air. Your straps were as thin at your hair and it hung delicately over your shoulders so nicely. You turned to Jason, who was standing frozen just by the door, and the eyes looking at you through the thin slits of his mask were dark and hooded.

The center of your dress revealed most of your cleavage, which was where his eyes were locked onto now. You stepped forward, arms on your waist.

Then you heard him lock the door.

“You never wore that dress when we were together, kitten. Would’ve loved to take that off.”

Then he stepped even closer to you.

“Of course, the sex we actually did have was phenomenal in itself.”

You scoffed and looked deviously back at him. He wasn’t wrong in that. Three months you were together and the sex was unlike anything with anyone else.

Which made this task both easier and so much more difficult.

You stepped closer and placed your hand on his chest. “Take your mask off.”

“Black Mask said-“

“It’s just me, Jay.”

You heard him chuckle under his mask, looking around for any cameras at the corners, then at the door.

“I have this place to ourselves for as long as we need to.”

“You really thought this through, didn’t you?”

“Mmm.” You slowly held the sides of his helmet. Jason didn’t move when you slid it off, your wrist grazing against his soft, ruffled hair. He craned his head down for you to fully remove it, then grabbed your hands over his helmet, making sure to touch you.

As if he wasn’t already so hot, his suit almost made you forget why you were actually here in the first place.

You removed your hands from his then took a seat, your arm resting on the back of the booth. He sat dangerously close to you, close enough for you to smell the faint remnants of the shot he took a few minutes ago.

“Now. Tell me why we’re really here, Y/N.”

Your eyes rolled and you raised your legs to rest on whatever space was left between you. Your leg was brushing his thigh. His thighs that you remembered riding on more than one occasion.

“Quentin Palermo’s daughter was kidnapped this morning. I want intel.”

“Kitten,” his voice was solid. He didn’t sound like he was shaken. But Jason placed his large hand on your knee and squeezed. Either it was working or he was trying to reverse the action on you. “What makes you think Black Mask has anything to do with it.”

“Since his biggest investor sold everything once Sionis’s stocks dropped last week.”

Jason bit on his gums, still eyeing you. You pushed your chest out even further, which caught his eye.

“You’re gonna need to do a lot more than this to make me say anything. We’re working against each other, remember?”

“Are we, Jay?”

Jason watched your dress drop even lower when you heaved your chest. Then your hand went to his hair, twirling the strands with your fingers. You smelled like sweet vanilla. You knew he liked that.

“Put a bit more effort in convincing me. Maybe I’ll let something slip.”

You didn’t complain. Slowly, you snaked your leg over his lap, making sure to graze on his growing bulge, then straddled him with your dress riding up enough for him to place his hands on your bare ass.

You moaned when his hands massaged your bum, lightly digging his nails and pulling your dress even higher up. Your face was so close to his, but you didn’t kiss him. You hugged his neck and let him have the best view of your tits from being so close.

“Just the slightest bit of info, Jay. Black Mask won't find out.”

You were whispering against his ear and so slightly touched your bottom lip against his earlobe.

“All this for some information, Y/N? I thought you never wanted to see me again.”

“Dragging this out only makes it more fun.” You breathed, placing your lips against his cheek, his jaw, feeling his hands tighten around your ass cheeks.

“I can tell you right now, then we can take this to a hotel room across the street. No more distractions.”

“And how do you know I won't leave after I’ve gotten what I want from you?” You ran your hand up his chest, and his bulge grew harder. You loosened his tie and unbuttoned his collar.

“I don’t think information is the only thing you want from me.”

“And how would you know that?”

Without warning, his fingers touched your clothed pussy. Your thong was thinner than your dress, and it only did so much to cover you. And his fingers, fuck. You let out a moan and gripped his hair.

“’Cuz I can feel it,” he whispered, taking his hand away and licking the tip of his wet fingers.

“Todd. Where the fuck are you?”

Sionis. Jason pressed on his earpiece. “I’ll be out in a sec.”

Jason turned it off then looked back at you. “Looks like I have to take off, kitt-“

A knife. You hid it under your dress just above your hip. You pressed the tip of the blade right at his cheek and watched him stiffen, then relax just as quickly.

“You're gonna tell me exactly what I need to know or I’m not gonna let you out of this room alive.”

“Getting kinky, are we, Y/N?”

“I’m not here to play, Todd.”

“Oh, you definitely are.”

A sharp sting on your ass cheek, and you almost dropped the knife. He knew you loved that. Jason watched you whither and lose a second of focus. He drove your skirt further up, exposing your waist where he rested his hands on your skin.

“I’m not gonna tell you jack shit-“

You winced, his hand gripping your ass even tighter to spread your cheeks.

“Oh, you are. I don’t care what I have to do to make you spill.”

“I’m not afraid of you.”

“You should be.”

“We both know you're not gonna stab me. Though I should say you look so fucking hot right now doing just that.”

“Didn’t think you’d be into this, Jay.”

“Now I am.”

You drew the knife down his face. Just barely grazing it enough to sting but not enough to actually penetrate his skin. Your other hand dropped to his crotch, massaging it outside his clothes. His hold on you tightened and he hissed with his head thrown back.

“Tell me where she is.”

Harder. Faster. Your fingers trailed down the impression of his length and you found his tip. You moved your hand, just as how he liked it, then unzipped his pants.

“Fuck off, Y/N.”

You pulled out his cock. It was leaking, and it poked your stomach every time you pumped it and his hips jerked.

He took the second you were distracted and pulled the knife off your hand. He dropped it to the floor, then grabbed your face, kissing you so hard you almost fell off his lap. You continued to pump him even then and started to grind.

“Fuck.” Your moans started getting louder. Jason pulled down the straps of your dress. You weren’t wearing a bra, and he was in the perfect position to devour your nipples and have at it with your tits. His hands on your ass tightened, slapping every so often that you were a writhing, moaning mess.

He set your thong to the side, then slid his cock inside you, so easily since you were already dripping on his pants. But even then, you were still so fucking tight around him.

Jason pulled your ass to bounce on his dick as slowly as your moans dragged out. You held his face, kissing him desperately, bouncing on his lap so mindlessly you set every other thought aside and concentrated solely on his perfect body.

You ripped his tie off, then helped him take off his jacket. You rode his shirt up so you could hold his abs, his pecs, his perfectly muscled chest. Fuck, every part of him was perfect. Leaving him because of your opposing lifestyles just didn’t seem worth it anymore.

He guided your ass faster on his cock. “Right there, Jay… Oh!” you screamed. He did just that and you kissed him hard. Your walls swelled around him, the fleshy confines dragging the length of his hard cock so wonderfully that the tip massaged that side inside you that made you bite into his lip, drawing blood while he went faster.

You kept moaning. He moaned back, right against your ear, low enough to be a whisper if not for his teeth nipping at your earlobe. He spread your ass cheeks, letting you scream his name as loud as you could. Jason gripped onto your tits and you felt his teeth around your nipple. That, with his cock starting to twitch and his thrusts getting sloppy, you threw your head on his shoulder.

Another slap on your ass, then you came apart. That wonderful, buzzing sensation that almost made your limbs fall to the ground, your senses dysfunctional for a fraction of a second, and the vision of blank static as you reached that blissful high, it couldn’t possibly get any better. You felt Jason spill inside you, his own moans as loud as yours, while he made sure you kept dragging his cock inside you in slowing thrusts. You panted against his chest, and he kissed your bare shoulder, your collarbone, your neck, your jaw, then your lips.

“Now will you talk?”

Your voice was still in a daze. He kept kissing you still, softly this time. His hands were around your waist, no longer on your burning skin, and his eyes were on yours, no longer on your body.

You drew his hair back and looked into his eyes. There was good in him. You knew that. And if he knew that too, another shot at that relationship wouldn’t be such a bad idea.

“I have to go.”

That sudden drop of disappointment overrode every lingering feeling of bliss. You looked at him, then at the wall behind him. You reluctantly got off his lap and fixed your dress. He put his clothes back on and zipped his pants. “I’m sorry. I can't help you.”

You laid back against the booth and watched him head to the door.

“She’s five, you know.”

Jason stopped. Then so slowly, he turned back to look at you.

“Palermo’s daughter. She’s five years old. Sionis didn’t tell you that?”

Jason didn’t look like he already knew that. He tightened his tie, looking intently at the door.

Good. There has to be just the slightest bit of good in him.

“An abandoned warehouse in Otisburg.” Jason neared you, so close so you could look straight into his eye.

“Save the girl. And do nothing else. If Sionis finds out, I kill you first.”

He left the room, and you were left with the hem of your dress ripped beyond repair.

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[mersuperwholocked-lowlife]

Only Temporary

Word Count: 3,289

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader, OC Characters

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Platonic!Reader; Sam Winchester x Platonic!Reader

Warnings: angst, some fluff at the beginning, death; TW: slight panic attack

A/N: okay writing with writer’s block and just writing in general is giving me way more anxiety than before cuz I already know it’s not good but I haven’t posted any content in so long and i feel really really bad, and i know its really long but I just could NOT tie it up n e wayz here it is sorry don’t h8 me plz

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You pressed your hand against your stomach, over your bleeding wound as you bit your lip, holding in your cries. You whimpered softly, hearing footsteps, hearing footsteps as clutched your gun tightly, pushing yourself up.

You only counted one vampire, a maximum of two. You never expected a full nest, which surprised you when you first made your plan.

You bent over, holding yourself up as you cocked your gun, shooting at the man who walked in front of you.

“What the hell?!” you heard him yell, watching the bullet go just past his head, hitting the wall behind him.

Damn it

You could see everything getting distorted as the two men ran into the room, both pointing their guns at you.

“Drop your guns,” you pointed your gun at one of them.

“Dean, she’s bleeding,” Sam whispered.

“I said drop them!” you raised your voice, pushing yourself up as your bloodied hand gripped your gun.

“Look, we’re here to help, okay?” Sam started, putting his hands up as he put the gun down next to him, motioning to Dean.

Dean looked at you, then at Sam before nodding, putting his gun down.

You could hear your ears ringing as you scrunched your eyes, falling against the wall next to you.

“You’re gonna bleed out,” Dean said.

“Let us get you help,” Sam gave you a worried expression, as he took a step forward.

“How do I know I can trust you?” you clenched your jaw.

“Either you trust us or you die,” Dean replied.

You could see your vision blurring as your gun slipped through your fingers. 

Sam immediately ran to you, before you collapsed.

“You’re bleeding a lot,” Sam pointed out.

“No shit, Sherlock. You’re not that bright, are you…” your voice faded as you closed your eyes, your body going limp. 

---

You gasped loudly, jumping up in your bed, startled as you looked around the room. You scrunched your eyes, trying to remember what happened, and where you were.

You found yourself laying on a bed, in a dark, empty room. You stood up, wincing softly, looking down at your stomach, which was covered in bandages.

You grabbed your knife out of your pocket, slowly walking out of the room.

“Who are you guys?” they both looked up, tending slightly as Sam stood up.

“We’re hunters. I’m Sam, and this is my brother, Dean,” he explained.

“Where are we?” you asked.

“A bunker. We live here,” Dean said.

You put your knife back into your pocket, taking a few steps forward.

“Thanks for helping me,” you said.

“(Y/N),” you shook Sam’s hand as you gave him a quick smile.

“Nice to meet you. So, what were you hunting, exactly,” Sam motioned for you to sit in a chair next to him as you nodded.

“Vampires. I thought there were only two, maybe three, but there was a whole nest. And if memory serves, there should only be four left,” you explained.

“Wait, what? That means… how did you go against all of them?” Dean frowned as he turned to you.

“Uhm, I cut their heads off? Look, I gotta get going,” you started.

“Do you need help?” Sam asked.

“Nope,” your voice drifted off as you got a phone call, your face dropping.

“One minute,” you got up from your seat, walking away as you answered it.

“Don’t even think about it,” Sam immediately whisper-yelled, turning to Dean.

“What?!” he whispered back.

“Don't even think about eavesdropping,” Sam said.

“I wasn't going to,” he rolled his eyes.

---

“What the hell? What’s the one rule I have? Don’t call me,” you raised your voice slightly.

“I’m sorry, you haven't called for two days and I was getting worried,” your brother's voice wavered as he spoke.

“I’m sorry, kid, something happened. I’ll see you in a few hours,” you said, crossing your arms.

“Okay, I’ll see you later,” he replied as you hung up the phone. 

You ran your fingers through your hair, sighing as you shook your head. Your parents died when you were only 15, leading you into a life with hunting, and taking care of your younger brother, who was only five at the time.

You tried your hardest to keep him safe, meaning keeping him far away at any hotel room you could find. His current home was a hotel in Kansas, seeing that wasn't too far from where you were currently. You felt slight guilt, leaving a 13-year-old on his own, but you made sure to check with him whenever you could.

“Is everything okay?” Dean asked, walking up to you.

“Yeah. Uhm, thanks for all of this, but I have to get going now,” you gave Dean a small smile, about to walk away before he called for you once again.

“Wait, so are you just gonna go after them alone?” Dean asked.

You raised an eyebrow, before nodding.

“Yeah, that’s the plan,” you replied sarcastically.

“Well, if you need backup,” he started.

“I don’t typically work with other hunters,” you interrupted him.

“Neither do we. If you need any help or anything, here are our numbers,” he handed you a sheet of paper before you hesitantly took it.

“Thanks, it was nice to meet you,” you waved to the two of them before leaving.

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“Jackson? I’m home!” you called out, walking into the hotel room.

Before you had the chance to flip the lights on, he ran to you, wrapping his arms around you tightly as he buried his neck in your arm.

“Hey, I missed you too,” you smiled softly, ruffling his hair.

“Look, I’m almost your height,” he looked up at you.

“In your dreams, kid. Come on, how was this week of school?” you asked, walking with him as the two of you sat down on the small table in the room.

“Same as usual. I hate being the new kid all the time, got bullied a little. Oh, and I made a friend,” he exclaimed.

“A friend? Interesting. By the way, if someone messes with you, just flash them your knife,” you kicked your feet up on the table as you laid back into the chair.

“Uh, no. I’m too scared to do that. That’s how I got my friend, by the way. They picked up my knife after it fell out of my pocket. They were surprisingly chill with it,” he replied.

“Huh,” you shrugged.

“Also, (Y/N), I finished all my homework, so can we watch a movie or something?” he asked.

You looked at the time before sighing, it was only 8. Fine, but, we’re not watching The Untouchables again, okay?” you raised an eyebrow.

“Fine, can we watch Tombstone?” he asked.

“How did you watch that?! It’s rated R!” you scolded.

“It was playing one night,” he shrugged.

You playfully wrapped your arm around his neck, dragging him to the bed as you ran your fingers through his hair, playing with it.

Your brother struggled with anxiety, and you tried to do whatever you could to help him or keep him safe. He felt most at peace when you would play with his hair while he laid his head in your lap.

“I missed you a lot,” his voice was barely above a whisper.

“Yeah, I missed you too, kid,” you sighed.

“I wish things were different,” he looked up at you.

“They will be. This is only-” you started.

“Only temporary, yeah, I know,” Jackson finished your sentence.

You kissed his forehead softly. 

“Come on, smart ass, let’s watch.”

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“Okay, I’ll try to call you when I can. Remember, don’t be dumb. Bye,” you hung up the call from your brother, putting your phone in your bag.

It had been a week since your encounter with the Winchesters, and just like you’d expect, there was another murder, a woman found with her throat ripped out. It was still in Kansas, 3 hours from your hotel room. 

“Hey, I’m Agent-” you began.

“Agent Willis, I’m aware, your partners are waiting for you inside,” you frowned, tensing up as you rested your hand on your gun, staying alert as the officer led you in, only to see Sam and Dean in front of you.

You let go of your gun, tensing up as you clenched your jaw.

“Agents, I wasn’t expecting to see you two here,” you controlled your glare at them, not wanting to make a scene.

“Yeah, well, the director sent us to meet you here,”  Dean quickly lied.

He stood next to you, whispering.

“Don’t cause a scene,” he said,

“I told you I didn’t need any help,” you smiled, whispering to him from the corner of your mouth.

“Well, I’ll leave you three alone,” the officer walked away from the body, as you turned to Sam and Dean.

“Hijacking my hunt? Seriously?” you glared,

“What? Dean told me you called and asked for help,” Sam frowned, as the two of you turned to Dean.

“I didn’t feel good about you doing this alone,” Dean said.

“I’ve been hunting alone for as long as I can remember, I am fine,” you snapped.

“I’m sorry about Dean’s action. Maybe we’ll just leave,” Sam said.

“Well, now it’s too late. If you two leave now, it’ll look suspicious to the entire department. As much as I hate you, you have to stay and help me,” you rolled your eyes.

Sam’s face dropped slightly, feeling guilty, while Dean tried to hide his joy.

After being almost left for dead by hunters one too many times, you decided you would rather stay on your own. It was also better and safer for Jackson. The fewer people that knew him or knew about him, the less danger he was in. 

“You with us?” Dean snapped his fingers in your face as you rolled your eyes.

“Don’t do that ever again,” you glared at Dean.

This was going to be fun

---

“That’s what I call a successful hunt. You’re a great shot, kid,” Dean wrapped his arm around your shoulder, the three of you entering a diner.

You smiled softly, slightly annoyed but dealing with it. The Winchesters were unlike any hunters you'd ever met, they were empathetic, they weren't just machines. They began to grow on you. 

You sat down in the booth in front of Sam and Dean, while Dean quickly grabbed the menu.

“How long have you been hunting anyway?” Sam asked.

“Ehhhh, 8 years? Give or take some time,” you shrugged.

“8 years?! I thought you were in your 20’s,” Dean raised an eyebrow.

“My parents died when I was younger. It was a kitsune,” you replied.

“Oh, I’m sorry about that,” Dean’s face dropped slightly.

“Well, I’m fine, I mean it was a long time ago anyway,” you shook your head.

“So you’re just on your own?” Sam asked softly.

“Well, yeah,” you started.

Well, no

“But honestly I prefer being on my own anyway,” you said.

“Well, if you ever need any help or anything at all, don’t be shy to reach out to us.”

Your mind began to race to all the negative outcomes of what could happen if you let people in. You simply nodded your head, keeping your thoughts to yourself. You kept thinking about Jackson, trying to make sure he’d be safe. That was your only priority, to keep him safe.

The three of you went back to eating fries, laughing, and celebrating together before you made your way back to the hotel.

---

Over the course of the next few months, you found yourself getting closer and closer with the Winchesters. You felt slightly bad about lying to them about your brother, but from what you gathered, anyone close to them was in danger, which included yourself. They invited you to live with them multiple times, while you shot them down every single time, thinking about Jackson. 

One day he would have to meet them, and they would have to meet him, but that day wasn't going to come soon. Dean reminded you of Jackson a lot, having many similar traits. 

You walked into the hotel room, noticing all the lights off as you raised an eyebrow, looking at the time. It was midnight. He was probably asleep.

You walked to the bed, noticing it was empty as you tensed up.

“Jackson?” you called, feeling panic growing in your chest.

“Jackson,” you flipped on the lights, running to the bathroom to look for him, only to find it empty.

“Jackson!” you yelled.

You ran outside, getting into your car quickly as you dialed his number one more time. There were only a few places he would go, and you intended on finding him, no matter what.

---

It’s been over a day since you got back, still receiving no phone call from him, still unable to find him. You went to his school, asking people around, you went to the library, asking anyone if they’d seen him in the last two days. 

No one had.

You could feel your heart aching, as you closed your eyes, biting your lip as you held in a cry. You sat in your car, rubbing your fingers through your hair, trying to rack up any place he would possibly be.

You jumped slightly, hearing someone knocking at the window before furrowing your eyes, seeing Dean standing at the window.

You got out of the car, wiping your eyes as you looked at him.

“H-Hey, I didn't know you were in town,” you said.

“Yeah, are you working the case here too?” he asked.

“C-Case? What case?” you tensed up.

“The kitsune case? Are you okay? You don’t look too well,” Dean frowned, as he put his hand on your shoulder.

“I need to tell you and Sam something,” your voice wavered as your eyes watered once more, looking up at Dean.

“O-Okay, come with me then.”

---

“I’m so, so sorry I didn't tell you guys before. I-I just thought the fewer people who knew about him, the safer he would be, b-but now I-I can’t,” you stopped yourself, letting out a shaky breath as you rested your head in your hands, trying to keep yourself from breaking in front of Sam and Dean.

“Hey, it’s okay. We’ll find him, (Y/N),” Sam held your shaking hand, squeezing it gently.

“He’s all I have left,” your voice was barely above a whisper.

“Well, what can you tell us that can help?” Dean asked, sitting in front of you.

“I don’t know. I looked everywhere he goes, and he wasn’t there… wait, Dean. Y-You said there was a kitsune case in town?” your heart stopped slightly.

“Yeah…”

“What if it’s the same kitsune that killed my parents? I-I was never… I could never track her down. W-What if she’s back for him? What if she kills him?” you began to breathe heavily, your vision blurring as you looked to the floor.

“(Y/N),” Dean started, frowning slightly as he gave you a look.

You could feel your chest tightening as you squeezed Sam’s hand tightly, your body shaking. You let go of Sam’s hand, holding your head in your hands as you clenched your jaw, closing your eyes.

“(Y/N)? What is it? What’s wrong?” Sam looked at you worriedly.

“I-I don’t know…” your voice faded out as you inhaled deeply, finding it hard to do so.

“I think you’re having a panic attack. (Y/N), you need to breathe,” Dean squatted down, looking at you softly.

“I-I’m trying,” you wheezed, feeling your tears streaming down your cheek.

“Sam, go get a blanket and some water. (Y/N), look at me,” Dean put his hand on your shoulder, lifting your head.

“I-I…” your voice broke as you opened your eyes, looking at Dean.

“(Y/N), we are going to find him. He is going to be okay,” he stroked your cheek softly, wiping away your tears as you nodded your head softly.

“Come here,” he wrapped his arms around you tightly, rocking you, calming you down.

---

“Where’s (Y/N)?” Dean entered the bunker, looking around.

“In her room. She’s been in there for a week,” Sam sighed, looking up at Dean.

“We need to help her,” Dean sat down in front of Sam, sitting at the table in the war room.

“There’s nothing we can do, Dean. We were too late. We found his body. She just needs some time to process.”

Dean looked at your room, seeing the door closed as he sighed. It was something no one could ever forget. Finally tracking down the kitsune, finding Jackson’s body.

He stood up, walking to your room as he knocked at the door.

“(Y/N)? I’m coming in,” he opened the door, finding you sitting up in your bed, wrapping your arms around your legs as you buried your head in your lap.

“(Y/N),” Dean put his arm around your back, pulling you close to him.

You sighed softly, keeping your tears at bay as you rested your head on his shoulder.

“Is there anything I can do for you?” he asked.

“I just wish I could forget all about it,” you replied, your voice low.

“I know,” he started.

“Can you call Cas?” you asked softly.

“What? Wait, you’re being serious? (Y/N),” Dean warned, giving you a frown.

“I can’t live like this, Dean. I’m trying so hard not to give up,” you whispered.

“Why would you… (Y/N), the only way to deal with this is to deal with it. You can’t just forget about your problems and move on. You need to grieve, you need to process.”

“Not forever, just for now-”

“(Y/N),”

“Dean, please. I need this.”

Dean paused, running his fingers through his hair before exhaling softly.

“Fine, I’ll call him,” 

You let out a breath of relief, thanking Dean as you held onto him.

---

You smiled at Sam and Dean, walking down the hallway in the bunker before sitting next to Dean, kicking your feet up.

“(Y/N), my books,” Sam rolled his eyes.

“Then you can move them,” you shrugged innocently.

Sam glared at you, pulling his books away from you before raising an eyebrow to Dean.

Dean only glared back.

“Do grandpa and grandpa need a moment? Seriously, what’s going on? Dean, did you throw away Sam’s smoothie? Sam, did you eat his pie?” you raised an eyebrow, eyeing the two Winchesters.

Sam closed his book, standing up and walking away from the two of you.

You sat up, looking slightly concerned as you looked at Dean.

“I just need to talk to him, give me a minute,” Dean quickly stood up, running towards Sam.

“Hey, what the hell is your problem?” Dean whisper-yelled.

“This is such a dumb idea, Dean. People can’t just forget and move on,” Sam replied.

“It was her choice, and as her friend, we should respect that, okay?” Dean tried to keep his voice down.

“We should've convinced her not to,” Sam shook his head.

“It’s only-” Dean started.

“Only temporary, I know. You keep saying that but it’s been two months, Dean. It's not temporary anymore. Instead of trying to convince her to remember, we just pushed it away. That’s not what we’re supposed to do. We’re supposed to be her friends and we’re supposed to be there for her, not encourage her to push it away,” Sam said, frustrated.

“I know, just give it some more time,” the two of them turned to you, watching you smile softly at yourself, thinking of whatever you thought of.

Dean knew that they had never seen you as happy as you were these past two months. He turned to Sam once more, shaking his head.

“It’s only temporary.”

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Requests (5/23/2021)

Hi lovelies! I’ve been getting so many requests & I’m working hard to get all of them in the queue. Thanks for sending them my way! I’m writing to let you know that the queue is now full until the end of June. I was able to get every requests from my May 8th post in there except for a few. Requests from May 8th for captions featuring Katy Perry, Jenna Fischer, Marisol Nichols, Addison Rae, Ariana Grande, Erin Kellyman, Taylor Swift, Billie Eilish, Jhene Aiko, & Kirstin Maldonado will be posted in early July.

But there have been an absolute ton of requests since then too, yay! So I’m listing all the requests that I haven’t gotten to below. If you made a request but don’t see it below that might be for a few reasons. 1) I’ve written it already and it will be posted in June. 2) It’s one of the requests I posted on May 8th so I won’t talk about it here. 3) I considered it a demand not a request (for example, I received two that said “Anything with,” that wasn’t really a request just telling me to do it. Sorry if this bothers some of you but it is an issue with me so make sure you word your requests AS requests). Either way, thanks for the love, lovelies! :D

Anonymous said:

Could you do one with either Kelley O’hara or Alex Morgan from the USWNT about a guy soccer player watching the US win the world cup and then want to be them or something like that?

I actually know who both those are (shockingly enough, I don’t really follow sports) so sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Could you do lorengrey captions? She’s so hot

Sorry sweetie, don’t know who that is. :(

Anonymous said:

Hi I just had an idea for a game you could do. It could be where someone has to say as a boy what they’re like physically in stages. So first stage is hair color for example, second stage could be height, third stage could be body type, etc. An example would be if I was a black hair, short height, thick body type, I would match up with someone like Nicki Minaj. Just an idea which you could extend on. Hopefully it makes sense. I appreciate you!

I actually have a game like this mapped out called “Build a Sissy” where you choose age, hair color, and bra size, but it would take a LOT of work to make so I haven’t written it yet. Maybe some day though. :)

Anonymous said:

I would love to see a Tori Kelly caption. Her hair and body are not typical but beautiful for a white girl. I say that last sentence respectfully. I think having a caption with her would be great

Sure thing! Tori Kelly is a cutie. :)

Anonymous said:

Ok I'm not sure if u'll know these 2 cuz even I had to look them up for the names but anne dudek and maitland ward theyre the 2 blonde sisters from white chicks not sure if uve seen it but if u can could u make a caption for them please?

I DO know who they are! I’ve been thinking about doing a White Chicks caps because there’s a lot of cute looks in that movie (especially for Busy Phillips who I just love) so sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Could u do Yvette nicole brown from community? Id like to see some big girl love

Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

I already know that this request is probably gonna be a No but I still have to ask whats the ruling on GCI enhanced celebrities like Taylor swift from Cats?  Or is that too much like "Furry" stuff. Now I'm Feeling this will be a No for multiple reasons

So it is not an issue with CGI “enhanced” celebrities but for Cats it is because I do not have a Furry fetish and I get uncomfortable thinking about writing caps for it. But I write caps with “manips” all the time (photoshopped images of celebs) so I’m not ruling out CGI enhanced celebs all together.

Anonymous said:

Can you do one of Lindsey stirling? And for the story can it be a guy trying to learn Violin but he cant seem to focus he even tried hot female teachers but it didnt work then he gets a male teacher than he starts focusing and wanting to please the teacher he becomes a sissy sorry its a long request

Sounds fun, sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Hi big fan and I think you’ve been doing amazing work. Is there anyway you could do a story about a guy who loses a bet to sorority girl and is forced to get his nails painted and turned into a girl? I love the idea of having a boys nails painted against his will. I’d love one with Selena Gomez but if you think another celeb would be better I leave that cumpletely to you.

Totally! This sounds fun. :D

Anonymous said:

Can you do thelma and Louise?

I’m assuming you mean Geena Davis & Susan Sarandon from Thelma & Louise so yes. Yes I can. :)

Anonymous said:

Can you do a caption from the movie bridesmaids? Like when theyre all trying on dressess or something?

I haven’t seen Bridesmaids (I know I know) but I can try something. :)

Anonymous said:

it would be super cool if you could do some more games! They’re my fav

Glad you like them! As long as I’m not on hiatus, games will be posted every second Saturday. I’ve already got two set for June. :)

Anonymous said:

Hey huge fan of your recent work and super excited about new caps!! Do you think you could do one about a college guy who drops out in pursuit of being a stand up comedian, but the comedy club needs a female comic so they turn him into a girl? I was thinking maybe Nikki Glaser, she so funny and sexy. Thanks can’t wait to see all your new stuff!!

Oooo, Nikki Glaser is great. Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Can you make a caption about a guy who makes fun of curvy and thicc women, where the women get their revenge and turn the guy into Nia Jax?

You got it!

Anonymous said:

Hi Me again on the topic of the assembly line worker caption sequel if you do it i just an idea for the story like before depicting the sissies "first time"  but you can have it be that the coworker doesnt know and is telling everyone about the chick he slept with last night and the sissy is just thinking "if only they knew"idk i thought it was good anyways thank u again

So this message is in reference to a sequel caption that was requested & that I did write and will be posted in June. I’m sharing it here to let the anon know that I wrote the cap BEFORE I got this second request so there will be a followup but the story will be different. I hope that’s ok.

Anonymous said:

Hi idk if u watch wrestling or not I see u have some captions of wwe womens wrestlers but im not sure have far ur knowledge of it is? Could u do a caption of Rhea Ripley if u know her?

I have never seen a single episode of WWE, I do not watch wrestling, and yet somehow every time someone requests a wrestler I know who she is. Don’t ask me how because I do not know. Anyways, yeah I can do a Rhea Ripley one. :)

Anonymous said:

Could you do a caption about a janitor for sissy co. That finds out the strange goings on at work and tries to blow the whistle on the whole operation but is caught and turned into a sissy maid for the sissy co. Corporate office abit specific I know but ive been thinking on that awhile however u do it will be perfect thanks

You got it!

Anonymous said:

Could you do katheryn Hahn from wandavision specifically the 80s look with the Big hair and aerobics outfit

Oooo, sounds nice. I’ll type that up for sure. :)

Anonymous said:

Hi big fan of your caps!! Do you think you could do a cap where a football player wants to go to the NFL but gets hurt, so they turn him into a female commentator, maybe Lauren Rutledge? If you don’t know her, she’s been a college football reporter for awhile and was also a former Miss Florida. Anyways I just think any guy would be lucky to be turned into her and I love your caps keep up the great work!!

Me: *googles Lauren Rutledge to see if it’s who I’m thinking of* How do I know who this is? Anyways, yes I can write this. :)

...for some reason there are no GIFs of her though so I’m just gonna move on.

Anonymous said:

Hi I'm the one that requested the LONG list of celebs I'm still really sorry about that I didnt realize how many it actually was till I looked back so I wanna retract some for your sake tell ya what if you havent done any already just do the ones that are specifically marked (as in the ones detailed by movie or show theyre in) the ones that are just names you can leave out i knoe its still alot but hopefully that takes some weight off of ya sorry again

You don’t have to be sorry! Like I said, in the future I’d ask that folks limit requests to no more than 3 celebs at a time but you didn’t know that. I’d never said that before. I typed up every celebrity and they’re going to be sprinkled in during June. Hope you like them! :)

Anonymous said:

Hello ^^ I love your work. Can u make a caption with the name "jules" and Ariana Grande please? Thank you

Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Hey, not really an ask, but something I needed to share

I'm the one that asked for the Stephanie Beatriz caption from a whole back, and I absolutely loved how it turned out. Each time you roll out a new caption is like a small thrill to me and I read them right as they're released.

Now this wouldn't be an ask if I wasn't asking something, right? Well, next month sees the release of the "In the Heights" movie, and there's an opportunity there to do a series of captions using stephanie Beatriz from that same movie.

In conclusion, I love your captions so much, you're amazing!

Awww, this is such a sweet message. Thank you! And YAAASSSSS! Ever since the first trailer for In the Heights dropped I was like, “I must write a caption with her in this!” So you can imagine how fun it’s been waiting this entire time. *eye twitches*. We’ll have to wait until the movie comes out for me to be sure I can find a good image but this IS a caption I want to write. :)

Anonymous said:

Hi I just recently came across your blog and fell in love with it!! The caption with the football player being turned into Bella Thorne is one of my favorites!! I’d love so much if you could do a sequel or something to that cap it was so amazing and I need to know what else happens to “her”. I’m not sure if this is possible or if you even do sequels but this cap was great and I look forward to all the others!!!

Glad you like it! I’m always looking for sequel captions to write on Throwback Thursday so you’ll get this for sure. :)

Anonymous said:

Hey big fan! Do you think you could do a caption where a short guy gets made fun of by all his girl friends for how short he is? Ariana Grande is fairly short and I think a caption of her (of age of course) would be awesome

You got it!

Anonymous said:

Can you do one with the bella twins as two guys who fought over the same girl then the girl turns them both into look alikes of her but then they start fighting over the same guy

Yep!

Anonymous said:

Do you know suzy berhow? Or angie Griffin? If so would love a caption of either of them please

Sorry sweetie, I don’t know who those are. :(

Anonymous said:

Would appreciate more Sia captions please when u get the chance

I will remember that. :)

Anonymous said:

Can make some Winnie Harlow caption please? I adore her style

Sorry lovely, I don’t know who that is. :(

Anonymous said:

How about instead of removing the captions with Demi in them ,the images of Demi were just replaced with another celeb and if Demi is mentioned by name in the caption then that could be edited  to mention a different celeb. I respect Demi's decision I do but lets not lose some well made captions. Also if you could please make a caption where Amy Adams feminises a fan and raises them as her daughter and Kristen Stewart makes you her submissive wife that would be appreciated. I'm a fan of them.

So about the Demi Lovato captions: I understand your feelings but I’m still going to delete the original captions. Because of how my captions are made I can’t just go back in & swap out an image or edit the text, I have to remake it from the ground up. I am hoping to do that with some (maybe all) of the Demi Lovato captions & re-publish them, but I’m still going to delete the originals.

I can do the Kristen Stewart one for sure and I’ll TRY to do the Amy Adams one I just am not 100% sure I can find a pic for that but we’ll see. :)

Anonymous said:

If it’s possible before your summer hiatus could you do a caption with Amanda Crew (silicon valley, sex drive)?

I will do one with Amanda Crew but I can’t commit to doing it before the hiatus.

About the hiatus: I don’t know when it’s going to be. I want to TRY to make it to at least July 18th because I have a specific game in mind I want to post for 5 years of Celebrity TG Captions games, but after that I have no idea. I’ve been writing caps for a longer stretch of time since normal since I’ve switched to a part-time blog so I might burn out at any second but for right now I’ve still got some juice.

[marshieee]

If my fic “we just changed” was a show.

Interview with the cast!

Cast: Y/N, osamu, atsumu, suna, futakuchi, aone, and aj (me)

A/N: just wanted to make this cuz it was funny in my head lmao

Atsumu

Interviewer: so what was your favorite part?

Atsumu: of course the part where i was featured in!

Interviewer: oh! Looks like you had fun filming that?

Atsumu: ya bet! I got to punch samu in the face!

Interviewer: punch? Like fake punch right?

Atsumu: no...

Interviewer: n-no?

Atsumu: *shakes his head*

Interviewer: ....

Atsumu: ....

Atsumu: ehem anyways...*nervous laugh*

Atsumu: PLEASE CHECK OUT OUR STORY “WE JUST CHANGED” BY AUTHOR AJ AKA MARSHIEEE!! AND ALSO PLEASE DO SEND HATE TO SAMU!!! I WOULD LOVE TO READ THAT!!

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Osamu

Interviewer: so osamu who’s your favorite cast?

Osamu: of course it would be y/n and aone

Interviewer: and why is that?

Osamu: well for starters y/n is really nice and kind, she’s also very friendly so we got along very quickly.

Osamu: aone was pretty nice too, he’s kinda intimidating at first given by his height but when you get to know him, he’s actually a very nice person.

Interviewer: have you formed a friendship with the two?

Osamu: oh yes most definitely.

Interviewer: then who is the cast that you don’t get along with?

Osamu: ....that’s pretty obvious of course that shit head brother of mine atsumu.

Interviewer: o-oh

Osamu: the director said to fake a punch that dipshit literally punched me in the face!

Interviewer: i heard..

Osamu: now we have to take a break for a day since my lips were swollen

Osamu: and the director said he was kinda satisfied because we don’t have to take any takes anymore because that was perfect!

Interviewer: um please calm down.

Osamu: oh sorry, please check out our story “we just changed” by author aj aka marshieee, AND I KNOW IM A SHIT IN THE STORY BUT PLEASE DO ME JUSTICE ATSUMU LITERALLY PUNCHED ME IN THE FACE THAT ASS—

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Y/N

Interviewer: so y/n what is your opinion about the show?

Y/N: it’s overwhelming especially when we released the first part and it immediately got a lot of attention! I really didn’t expected that

Y/N: I also love the story especially the angst hahahaha.. actually I’m a sucker for angst

Interviewer: hurt to comfort?

Y/N: uh huh

Interviewer: well i most preferred comedy.

Interviewer: anyways, do you get along with everybody?

Y/N: very much! The staffs are nice, director too! I got along with the cast just fine! They were sweet and fun to be with.

Y/N: i also never expected that miss aj would be in the cast! She’s very nice, helping me with my lines and what exact emotions I should show.

Interviewer: I’m glad to hear that anything you wanna say to the people?

Y/N: Yes, thank you for the support and please keep supporting us in the next upcoming parts! And do check out “we just changed” by author aj aka marshieee!

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Aj

Interviewer: thank you for having me today

Aj: with pleasure

Interviewer: so how do you feel being a cast on your own story?

Aj: it’s actually a bit weird feeling.

Interviewer: how so?

Aj: well my character is a hoe in the story if you can tell hahahaha... but I’m not complaining since i was the one who made it.

Interviewer: i see, then may i know how do you feel about the intimate part with osamu?

Aj: oh! The part one?

Interviewer: yes

Aj: it wasn’t that intimate actually but it took us few takes since me and samu gets shy after the kiss hahahahaha...

Interviewer: will y/n get a happy ending or not?

Aj: I’m still thinking about that since i would love if y/n don’t but that’s too mean because as you can tell she didn’t do anything wrong osamu was just a big dick.

Interviewer: hmmm... anything you want to say?

Aj: right um thank you so much for the supporters of our story “we just changed” especially those devoted readers and watchers! I know who you are and i love you so so much! Please let’s be moots or something🥺❤️ and please continue supporting our story!

Interviewer: i heard you had another story that’s on going?

Aj: ah yes! Please do also check out bokuto’s story “home” give the baby love😭

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Suna

Interviewer: so suna how was your time in the film?

Suna: it was fun even though i only got a few screen time I’m pretty sure i out shined the miya twins

Interviewer: i guess you did

Interviewer: did you enjoyed when you’re on the set?

Suna: yeah especially with aj

Interviewer: oh looks like you and miss aj are close?

Suna: of course we are!, we love to tease the twins most especially atsumu hahahahah that dipshit gets provoked easily sometimes

Interviewer: i see, anyone else?

Suna: futakuchi-san, we have the same vibes

Interviewer: would you like to have a scene with Futakuchi?

Suna: oh yes with aj too! Where we tease atsumu and osamu, that would increase the ratings don’t you think?

Interviewer: that...that would...never mind, anything you want to say to the people?

Suna: thanks for the continuous support! Please ask aj do a part featuring me, futakuchi and aj being sassy because we are. Don’t worry I’ll make sure I’ll show up in the upcoming parts.

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Futakuchi

Interviewer: so futakuchi how do you feel about being featured in a side story and part four?

Futakuchi: i feel special, superior to be honest i feel fabulous hahahhahahaha...

Interviewer: how about being y/n’s cousin in the story?

Futakuchi: i feel this older brother vibes you know? Well in the story i am babysitting y/n but also off set

Interviewer: oh really?

Futakuchi: yes hahahahaha.. i take care of her off sets too, she’s like my little sister you know?

Interviewer: you do have a little sister right? Maybe your brother instincts are kicking in whenever you’re around y/n

Futakuchi: probably, that is possible because she do remind me of my baby sister.

Interviewer: should we be expecting something from you in the upcoming parts?

Futakuchi: *shrugs* maybe? Who knows right?

Interviewer: it’s up to miss aj huh?

Futakuchi: yep

Interviewer: anything you would like to add?

Futakuchi: ah yes i know the others already said this but thank you for all the support! And keep supporting our “we just changed” it’ll be a blast.

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Aone

Interviewer: aone hello!

Aone: hi! Thank you for having me today

Interviewer: so aone how do you feel being casted?

Aone: i never really expected that I’ll be casted actually

Interviewer: oh really?

Aone: hahaha.. yes so it was shocking at first when she said that I’m part of the story.

Interviewer: i heard she personally wanted you to be part of it since she really likes you.

(Aj in the background: TRUE)

Aone: *laughs*

Interviewer: but how about your screen time? How do you feel about it?

Aone: i think it’s good, the story is mainly focused to the two main characters so yeah..

Aone: i may not have a lot of screen time but i do know that my character had a huge role on helping y/n move on and i think that’s enough for me.

Interviewer: i am glad to hear that, anything you wish to say?

Aone: thank you so much for appreciating our story believe me we appreciate you MORE and please keep on supporting us! To our devoted readers and watchers i would just like to say i love you so so much please take care of yourself.

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[kolwyntjie]

Yeah so you see my reasoning behind THG. Still it was not bad at all, but my expectations were 📈. But I agreee, I love Lucy’s wilderness and Josh’s grumpiness that evened it out. Also I loved their heigh difference, it made me SWOON 🦋🦋

Omg you deserve each other sounds amazing! I added it to my tbr. Do you have any other recommendations for me?- 🦋 (imma chose this instead of the 🍨 one cuz ya knowww)

Oh yeah, I can absolutely see your THG reasoning! Also I absolutely agree on the height difference (I'm a short stack - not Lucy short, but quite short) and I love tall guys, and the whole thing made me swoon. At one point I had a sketch of Lucy and Joshua in that scene after her date, but I bailed on it because it could meet my expectations - maybe I'll try again at some point!

Also yessss! My YDEO agenda is working.

Keeping in mind our discussion on tropes being a bit overused, and lot of these using those tropes, I definitely have a few to recommend! I'm going to try and give some basic blurb-info, but not spoil anything! (Also please note: when it comes to RomComs, I am VERY easily pleased. I try to keep my expectations low as possible, and some of them may not be for you, which is absolutely fair!) I'll also pop it under a Keep Reading. I'll pop smut warnings too, because I know sometimes that's a deal-breaker!

The Unhoneymooners by Christina Lauren is another one of my faves! Another enemies to lovers, where, after a few mishaps, they're forced to go on a trip together. I actually had a few moments where I had to put the book down because I was laughing so hard. (Top Rec) (No Smut)

I loved Beach Read by Emily Henry! It's not so much enemies to lovers as rivals, and I thought the premise was really cute and funny. It's about two authors, stuck in writing-slump, and they sort of challenge each other to write a different genre. It was funny and emotional all at once. (Top Rec) (Smut)

The Spanish Love Deception by Elena Armas I actually bought on a whim, because I saw it in the store and it seemed nice. I looked up absolutely 0 reviews on it before hand - and I actually really enjoyed it. It does rely on some common tropes, but it was still quite funny. I do warn you, though, this book was EXTREMELY steamy for a RomCom. Like my mouth dropped when I realised how steamy. If that's not your thing, then I would give this one a miss! (Rec) (Heavy Smut)

The Ex Talk by Rachel Lynn was unexpected and I enjoyed it a lot - sort of a fake-dating trope, with a twist. It was funny in places, but overall just a fun read. (Rec) (Smut)

The Best Worst Man by Mia Sosa was also a funny read, and actually touched on some points about being a career-driven woman and also being a woman of colour. (Rec) (Smut)

Some Honour Mentions:

I just finished The Layover by Lacie Waldon. It was very cute, and I related A LOT to the main character, lot. (Slight smut? Let's say touching.)

99% Mine by Sally Thorne was also cute, but I think my fatal flaw with this one was that I read it after THG, and MY expectations were HUGE. It's a bit different in that it's friends to lovers, and having cooled down at bit now, I can say that it was actually really cute. Thorne does angst really well, I think! (Smut)