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lov1ngreid · 11 months ago

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BOYS LIKE YOU | 1

(pairings): highschool!spencer + cheerleader!reader both intended to be 18 in this story

(warnings): none!

(word count): 2.9k

(author’s note): so long i’m so sorry

hii i decided to split this fic into a mini series cause i have so many ideas and directions for it and i didn’t want to squish it into one long fic, some chapters maybe nsfw ;P i also wrote this with high school in mind, of course Spencer is regular high school age and not like twelve 🤨 but if you’d rather picture them in early college go ahead! also I usually HATEEE when fics have outfit inspos but soz I’m forcing you to imagine these outfits they’re so gorg 😭

okay no more rambling!! if u wanna listen to what i did when i wrote this, here you go!! ➘

“That’s what you’re wearing” Your brother brodie snickered from his bedroom as you strolled past it on the way to the bathroom, usually you wouldn’t have given in to his snide comments, which you were no stranger to. But it was thanksgiving if your brother thought your outfit was ugly, chances are, so would the rest of your family.

Your outfit always happened to be a topic of conversation.

Your movements halt when you finally process what he had said, before slowly taking a few steps backwards meeting his taunting face while he sat on the edge of the bed “What’s wrong with it?” You cock your head feeling the embarrassment trickle through your face up to your ears, usually you wouldn’t care what comments Brodie decided to make about your outfit, but a lot of people were going to be seeing this one.

Honestly you thought it was pretty tame considering the only revealing piece was your skirt, which frankly wasn’t that short, and you thought you had compensated with your boots.

“Why are you wearing… boots?” He laughed looking down at your outfit with furrowed eyebrows before looking back up at your flustered face “and why are they red?”

You scoffed, embarrassment completely diminishing when you find out that was his problem with your outfit “they’re maroon… and you’re wearing a doctor who shirt, don’t think you’re in any position to be judging me” you glare back at him uncrossing your arms.

Honestly, he has absolutely no right to be making fun of your outfit, despite being twins, you were the complete opposites. His outfits usually consist of different coloured converse and some sort of comic book shirt, yours consisting of literally anything else.

“I have a party afterwards anyways, I don’t have time to get changed”

“You have a party on thanksgiving?… who has a party on thanksgiving” Brodie scoffs finishing the lace on his second converse

“A lot of people” you smile sarcastically backing from his door frame to continue your task before you were rudely interrupted “not that you would know” you mumble under your breath before leaving his bedroom.

A little satisfied smile crept upon your face when you heard Brodie’s faint ‘hey!’ Emitting from his bedroom.

You knew your mother would be absolutely furious knowing you had intentions on leaving thanksgiving early to attend a party, which was exactly why you had no plans on telling her. Your family was big enough as is, and considering you had shared thanksgiving with the Reid family for 12 years and counting, with both combined there had to be one, or many pockets for you to escape unnoticed.

The car ride to the Reid family home always seemed so short, always feeling so much longer when you were riding there on bikes, or walking there after school.

You couldn’t remember the last time you had even used your bike, it had to be collecting dust in your garage by now, you truly don’t think you had used it since starting highschool, despite your brother’s efforts to get you to ride to Spencer's house with him, each time you declined, something always more important popping up.

The familiar smell of the house flooded your nose while you took a step in, it always smelt like chai and vanilla, and it always looked like fall threw up on it, decorated with faux autumn leaves and pumpkins all year round, they always just added Santa hats to the pumpkins in December, you knew that was Spencer’s doing.

The wind was almost taken from you while Diana embraced you in the biggest hug, almost knocking over the cupcakes from the tray you were holding, giggling a little you returned the hug one handed of course. She always smelt like the house times ten, the vanilla smell becoming so much stronger the closer you were to her, pulling back she embraced your face in her warm slender hands brushing your cheeks softly with the pad of her thumb.

“You look so beautiful” she smiles, your face turning pink at her compliment, she did this every year. Every year she hugs you, looks like she’s about to cry and then goes on about how beautiful you look for the rest of the night, and every year it makes you feel a little more guilty about not coming around as much.

Both your parents embrace Diana and William before they usher you to the beautifully set dinner table, where the rest of his and your family awaited your arrival, both yours and his grandparents chatting away at the kitchen bench about some sort of football nonsense.

Always in awe of Diana’s meals, you debated on changing your mind and slipping out after dinner instead, not wanting to miss out on her carefully cooked Turkey.

Despite getting swept away in greeting the rest of your family, as well as the rest of the Reid’s, it didn’t take you long to notice one missing Reid.

Regardless of your efforts to talk to Spencer, he never really seemed that interested in befriending you after middle school, every time you tried to talk to him in class he always went quiet and dismissive, or snapped mean answers back at you, and you simply took the hint.

Spencer saw the way your friends snickered to themselves when you tried to speak to him, the way they’d whisper when he walked past, even though you’d smile and wave, he always saw them laugh behind you. He knew deep down it wasn’t your fault, but he couldn’t help but blame you when you never actually stopped any of your friends from making snide comments at him or his friends.

Excusing yourself from your family, you hopped up the stairs, muscle memory walking you towards Spencer’s room before you mind had caught up,

Reading the large ‘S R’ sticker on the bedroom door, you chuckle to yourself a little, staring at the crooked R knowing it was like that cause you couldn’t reach it to meet the S in the fourth grade, Spencer had refused to help you, cackling as he watched you on your tippy toes while you begged him to stop laughing.

Before your mind could even process anything, you brought your arm up to knock on his door, swallowing nervously.

You weren’t even sure why you were nervous, he just seemed to shut down any attempt at being friends and you never knew why. He got along with Brodie just fine, they were honestly really close, they hung out at school everyday and studied together after school on Wednesdays and Fridays, it just seemed like your invitation stopped one day.

The door swung open while your mind had still been dissociated thinking about all the attempts you made to talk to him, snapping you from your brain fog, Spencer stood at the door almost equally as confused as you, honestly you didn’t know why you were there, and as smart as he was, he didn’t know either.

“I brought you a cupcake” you chuckle pushing the baked good towards him with your right hand, eyebrows furrowed he takes a look at the seemingly vanilla cupcake in your hand before looking back up at your eyes.

“I don’t like cupcakes” Spencer shakes his head quickly while his hand grips harder on his door handle, debates in his mind about closing it on you.

“Yes you do” Cocking your head you stare at Spencer confused, he loved cupcakes, he also loved your cupcakes “I literally saw you eating one in the library the other day” you scoff at his obvious lie.

“And why were you in the library” he raises both his eyebrows, glancing back down at the pretty cupcake you had offered him, which he began to quickly regret declining, because he really did love your cupcakes.

“Reading?” You conceded pulling your arm holding the cupcake back “are you implying I don’t read Spencer Reid?” This was the most he had talked to you in months, you never realized you could miss a person's voice despite them being alive and well.

“If the boot fits” he shrugs leaning on his door, the grip on his door handle loosening a little, you stare a little taken back, he doesn’t talk to you for years, and then all of a sudden on thanksgiving he decides he’s going to spit back sassy little comments at you?

“Can you just take the cupcake?.. it’s pumpkin spice” you admitted pushing the sweet back in his direction, a little part of Spencer’s facade broke down, almost giving into the cupcake “I even made the little pumpkin out of fondant… it took forever” you whisper the last part almost talking to yourself.

He tried his hardest to stay strong but you had just about broken him down at this point, with a displeased groan rolling his eyes he reached out to snatch the cupcake from your soft hand, earning a small smile to form on your lips.

It only took him seconds to dig into the treat before a soft chuckle escaped your lips “can I come in?” You smile glancing behind him into his room, it looked almost exactly the same as it did when you were fourteen, posters in the same place, no furniture was rearranged, you even spotted the mini dalek figurine you had bought him on his top shelf.

Hesitantly Spencer nods stepping away from the door frame to welcome you in, his room was always kept neat, sheets tucked perfectly under his mattress, and books always in the correct spot. His weakness, however, was the countless amount of school work pages spread across his desk.

Taking a seat at his desk your eyes still gaze around his room, feeling like a blast from the past, all the books you read, series reruns you watched and stories you wrote coming back to you in a wave of memories.

“So…” he mumbled, mouth still half full with your cupcake before sitting down on the edge of his bed “do you need science homework?” Shrugging boring his eyes back into yours.

You scoff, frankly offended he would even ask you such a thing “no?.. Spencer, you and I have almost the same science grades." You'd be lying if you said you’ve never thought of asking Spencer for homework, especially on nights where cheer practice ran late and you didn’t have nearly enough time to finish, but you’ve never actually asked.

“Yeah almost” scoffing while he brushes his hands against each other wiping the crumbs of the cupcake away, you sat there stunned a little, he knew you’d never ask him considering your friendship… situation, you wouldn’t use him.

You felt the rage boiling in you for a little at his attitude towards you, considering you had done absolutely nothing for him to be mad at you for, sure you weren’t in the same friend group, but he would know more than anyone the statistics of middle school friends drifting apart in highschool, you swivel his desk chair to face his desk, frustrated palming your face with your hands dragging them down a little.

You allow your eyes to rake across his messy paper filled desk before they’re drawn to one page in particular, written in pink pen on beige lined paper, quickly snatching it from the pile you let your eyes scan over it a little before letting out an unexpected laugh.

Catching Spencer’s attention his eyes had almost bulged out of his head once he realized what piece of paper you had in your hands.

“Dear Spencer…” you start reading aloud ignoring Spencer’s loud attempts to make you put it down “I’ve thoroughly enjoyed our conversations and wanted to let you know-”

“Put it down please” he groans, reaching forwards to grab it from your hands, only for you to snatch it towards you standing up from his desk chair.

“-That I’ve liked you for a while now- Sadie Keller!” You gasp grinning up at Spencer while he makes every attempt to steal the paper back from your grip “you never told me you liked Sadie Keller!” you playfully smack him with the piece of notebook paper before letting him grab it from your grasp.

“I don’t really tell you anything” Spencer crumpled up the paper before tossing it back onto his desk, you face fell a little at his words, only because he was right, he didn’t really tell you anything at all, because he didn’t ever talk to you, because you weren’t really friends.

You almost could’ve sworn you felt a lightbulb click on above your head while you watched Spencer scurry his papers together to make a neat pile “come to a party with me” you rush causing his movements to halt slowly turning his head to meet your gaze.

“Why on earth would I do that… it’s thanksgiving” he reasoned, confusion painted across his face. He simply could not fathom why you would want to take him to a party, he also couldn’t fathom why he was considering it.

“God” you groaned, moving to take a seat on his bed now “people have got to get over that” rolling your eyes you pat down your skirt a little before continuing your attempt to read his face for clues on what was going on inside his head.

“Why would you want to be seen at a party with me?” He queried, attitude dripping from his sentence, watching as your face dropped and your brows furrowed coloured him confused, why would you want to be seen with him?

“Sadie will be there… and I can’t see a potential love story and not indulge” you snicker, almost dismissing his question, you thought you’d spare a sentimental conversation about how much you missed him and instead go an easier route, you wanted him to come for his benefit.

To your surprise, he looks as if he considers it for a while, it was the first time you actually took in what he was wearing, a fitted doctor who shirt and gray sweatpants, the same exact doctor who shirt your brother has on, you cringed a little at the thought that they had coordinated that.

“Fine” he says after a while of silence, you simply cannot help the grin creeping up on your face “but only because of Sadie, and not because of you” he rushes again, almost sounding like something he was trying to convince himself rather than you.

Holding your hands up in defense you smile at his surprising compliance “how are we even supposed to leave without anyone noticing?” Beginning to worry that both your families were beginning to wonder where both of you had gone.

In all seriousness, your family actually had not noticed that the both of you were up in Spencer’s room, and were much more occupied by the game of football they all huddled around to watch.

“Follow me genius”

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narwhalandchill · 2 months ago

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anyway. actually somewhat invested in hsr endgame again thanks to feixiao Personally for being so strong And fun so. convoluted gamer ramble time uwu

bc i in fact went and Actually cleared the current apocalyptic shadow with her after procrastinating on the 4th stage bc shit just didnt look worth the wonky strategizing and several retries itd likely take me for a clear at all with all the multi target bullshit happening w both kafkas summon thing and the other one (forgor the name rip) when i had none of the recent weakness ignoring/implanting 5* carries that could shrug it off no problem. so i had just done the 3rd difficulty when the mode refreshed and p much left it there to wait for 2.5

BUT shes here so!!! wahoo. apocalyptic shadow hater era temporarily retired lets see what my girl can do 😤😤

first tries were before today so obviously no robin yet but i got a very good very nice very easy feixiao moment first side clear anyway looking like this

like. very much a nice scrumptious comfy clear we love to see it and a score perfectly capable of carrying a weaker 2nd half clear as long as i got that clear

......buuut as you can see. from the score. on the 2nd scuffed team that id like to call the certified "omg so sorry for not pulling firefly" cope gang. Yeah about that. Clear. i needed. just a successful clear so feixiao side could carry me to the 3* . Wasnt happening actually 💀

bc like. i wasnt even killing the boss before it merked someone (usually himeko or gallagher) and by that point it just fell thru 😭😭 always got thru its 1st phase fine enough but the 2nd just wasnt working out despite several retries where it just played out the exact same every time . so i let it be for a few days kinda thinking i just wouldnt bother w the third star bc at least i got most of the jades there

buuuut. Robin today so i wanted to go try the same 1st half clear with her too (it was a massacre. feixiao can literally get a total of 4 ults during robins ult if u break kafka before the uptime ends bc broken boss = free max flying aureus stacks 💀💀💀 when she can store 12 total) so i was kinda like. fuck it lets TRY to clear that 2nd side too at least try to stay alive and see what i can do bc. the team still felt like i had the right idea going and super break is supposed to be the hsr hyperbloom for content like this anyway . Surely i can figure it out

like firstly i finally put my gallagher on the 2p fire break planars over just usual keel id been using since it was becoming clear that the team as a whole just needed more super break dmg. and same for himeko (i actually had forgor her on sigonia for PF so that was embarrassing) with a break rope + fire orb with crit and speed

.....buuut it still wasnt working out :/// oh well

and like im p much assuming its literally just a gear issue of not actually having enough of a break hybrid build going on for himeko for the clear to work out smoothly at this point (bc himeko break 100% should suffice for this stage. i think mines too slow mostly) so i. went back to the drawing board aka stealing ideas from the one (1) even slightly worthwhile user-generated content category on hoyolab aka lineup assistant and a particular team just. Jumped out at me from there as having potential and well. only had to kick out himeko for none other than the recently e6'd dashing xianzhou swordplay apprentice from the express who beloved by all and i.

Holy shit

im so sorry for my feeble ignorance miss march i wasnt aware of your insane break meta game 😭😭😭😭🙏🙏💕💕💕

Like. on some level yes i Knew her kit had a more break oriented side to it . And that she did some crazy weakness dmg with her fully stacked enhanced basic. but holy fucking shit her and making gallagher shifu just. Slay

like the team lineup on hoyolab i stole for this idea had an E6 gallagher. and a fully farmed 4p iron cavalry for march w insane total BE AND crit. like just v strong investment going on. Whereas i literally just slapped the break rope and fire (yes) orb id attempted on himeko on march and STILL watched her and my feeble e2 gallagher w just 2p 2p BE absolutely obliterate the 2nd half on first try like 😭😭😭😭 thank you march best girl with the cutest design truly the savior of ALL firefly skippers......

#i mean yeah e1 ruan mei is probably carrying to an extent there but. shush #im just happy i cleared it !!!!!!!#and super happy to have a non-feixiao use case for hunt march bc i love her sm #one of the best character designs in the game period shes so cute #i also love her voicelines like. callinv out the “shing~!” of her enhanced basic??? brilliant showstopping unique groundbreaking #break teams are so fun mannn it sucks they relegated the archetype to characters idc for 😔😔#5* xueyi imbibitor lunae with a quantum weakness implant when #hsr #rambles #gaming tag

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intertexts · 4 months ago

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HIIII ROS i am sorry i never replied to your reply to my ask from a while ago i am so bad at that ;-; in response to that kinda (bc we were talking about jhariah) i did see them live! 3rd concert ive ever been to in my life & it was life changing... i was front row n there was a baby mosh pit n i was with my best friends it was so good <3 i didn't get to see all the songs off TRUST CEREMONY live but if he tours again i will try to get tix because i must see CONTROL BABY live... my faves are control baby n fire4fun n russian doll <3 but it is my fave album ever created (except maybe Måneskin's Teatro D'Ira vol 1)

Dont wanna yap too much but other music im liking rn: Dua Saleh's ROSETTA ep; Missouri Surf Club's songs Rotten & Kingdom Come; Jean Dawson's entire discography generically but specifically SICK OF IT* and New Age Crisis; Ethel Cain's everything; and then im still consistent w the narcissist cookbook, an unkindness, sons of the illustrious father etc. I have been getting into a crazy amount of music since summer started though so there are sooooo many others but i wanna know what you're listening to! i like your music taste as ive said :3

ANYWAY I think i might just send another ask because this is ramble-y n u dont have to reply to it bc its overwhelming but!! Yeah hehe okay p. 1 - mare

HII HI HI no worries!!!!!!! all good i'm also really terrible at it!!!!!! hehe <33 jhariah concert & mosh pit is SO awesome though.. man.. thats so cool.... love that experience for u!!!! <333

checking out all of these rn they're SOO GOOD.... dua saleh ROSETTA ep literally going on the repeat playlist rn omg. ough. how have i not heard them before. holy fucking shit. missouri surf club goood i love the florence influence.... jean dawson & ethel cain WHOO!!!! hell yeag. god. u also have such good music dude. good shit.!!!!!!!

what have i been listening to!!! shit!!! this is gonna be LONG but u asked for it!!! a lot of morcheeba (big calm), de la soul (the grind date), sneaker pimps (bloodsport), tricky (maxinquaye) <- one of my all time faves, madvillainy, cibo matto (viva! la woman), yaeji (with a hammer), chai (wink)... summer to me is usually very hot & humid & sticky & dreamy to me (busted ac) so this is my laying on the floor staring at the fan vaguely dissociating rotation.

other than hip hop & trip hop-- dragon new warm mountain i believe in you by big thief!!!!!! somehow never listened to this one & i'm ill over it. & july flame (other all time fave) by laura veirs & central reservation by beth orton (<- huge recent discovery ill over her voice) & broken social scene self titled for my acoustic rotation...

heavier set: been getting BIG into creature feature they're literally so fun. i think u might like them tbh. american gothic is my fave so far!! summer is for shitty pop punk 2 me!! esp. when i actually have to Do Stuff & not lay on the floor melting. so. we the kings, fall out boy (cork tree & infinity on high), the cab, the academy is..., yellowcard, motion city soundtrack, alkaline trio :]

ALSO special mention 2 blue sky black death (slow burning lights, late nite cinema, noir) bc their instrumentals make me so insanely nostalgic & have been my writing soundtrack for the past month!!!!

#YAY i hope u r doing well mare!!! sending excellent vibes & decaf iced coffee ur way <3333 #man. i love talking abt music. thank u for giving me an opportunity to talk abt music LMAO #mare tag!#if i had 2 pick two of these for u specifically i thinkkkk it would be central reservation & with a hammer. and also creature feature hehe<

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vacantgodling · 1 year ago

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I'm sorry but did I miss something ?? Noble ?? Hello 👀👀

OOOO NOBLE MY BELOVED

so i've actually had noble as a story for a LONG time. a long long time. however i've been extremely intimidated to write it and plan it out because scifi isn't really my... forte? i feel like it should be easy to make a scifi or a space opera but my brain just gets caught up in all the details and i never end up moving forward with them HAHA. but i'm trying to get out of that because writing is supposed to be FUN.

anyway tho, onto noble. just gonna stick this under a cut bc its LONG to ramble and spoilers or whatever bc i never have an excuse to talk about this story and ahhhh i love my son

firstly its called noble because (1) its a story about fuck the government and doing whats right and (2) its a play on noh's name, which is literally pronounced 'noble' (for the most part) when you put it all together.

in this universe earth has kind of been fucked; no one is really born on earth anymore bc the planet has gone to shit and the radiation is so bad and people who still live on the planet are usually sent there as prisoners (so earth is space australia but literally) or they're unlucky enough to be born there. noh was born on earth (though he doesn't remember this) however, he was taken in by the overarching... uh idk space police state government thing. i haven't thought about what it is too much lmao. anyway, babies are usually taken from earth if they have a good aptitude (aka they survived lmao) and since they're abandoned anyway they're indited into our FAVORITE super soldier program.

this program is called JACK and JILL.

the jack and jill program is an elite super soldier police force program where jacks are the brains and jills are the brawn. they go around enforcing laws, doing drug busts, keeping the "peace" around the galaxy etc etc. however, they always go in pairs just like the nursery rhyme jack and jill, and most jacks and jills are trained together from infancy to make sure that they're 100% in sync.

again, this is all shit noh doesn't remember, but he used to be a JILL. his JACK was a woman named amelia rottney. however something happened and he, amelia and some of their other companions (two other jack & jill units comprised of ethan summers (the jack) and iodine mary evelyn (the jill) and neso/neon (so technically speaking and i have to do more research into this to make sure that i am portraying this correctly but neso/neon are a DID system, but bc both the alter (neon) and the host (neso) operate together p well for the most part, they're the only "solo bodied" jack/jill unit. also speaking of representation, noh is mute! he mainly communicates with sign language but he does have implants; which got fucked up when he was first initially found but he eventually gets new ones but this is off topic).

but they all discovered some fucked up shit about the government and wanted to bring it to light obvs (i mean the fact that none of them knew that they were all p much stolen orphans is Bad Probably) however the government got to them first and sought to eliminate them. they all scattered p much, but noh p much sacrificed himself to let the others escape so they tortured him and erased his memory and then left him adrift in space to die. however in like a weird ass ploy to keep power they basically painted noh & co as terrorists that were trying to disrupt the peace of the cosmos, so they offered a reward/bounty for noh & co dead or alive-even though they knew they set him adrift and for all intents and purposes the government isn't looking for him he's dead.

until he's yknow. not dead. since yknow. he was found by a cargo vessel adrift and was able to be saved. tm.

so the whole story is kind of noh being on the run/trying to stay on the DL while he tries to figure out what in the sam hell is going on and then eventually reuniting with his friends and fucking this government up the ass in a bad way.

he also ends up befriending and eventually getting into a relationship with a space pirate rouge thing (i have so much worldbuilding to do its not even funny lmaooooo) named emerion jackson and idk i love their relationship a lot i rotate them in my head LMAO.

but yeah so that's the Extended Cut of what noble is about, maybe i will make this into a coherent wip intro one day LMAOOOO

#s: noble #wip intro #<- for now its getting this tag bc idk when i'm actually going to make this coherent lmao #also if it wasn't guessed #all the characters are poc #i gotta redesign them all tho #and actually maybe?? worldbuild #i should be more like cy and just say fuck it this shit is happening just bc #idk if you'll even see these tags cy but teach me how to Be You

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atticsandwich · 1 year ago

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can you share more about your mc? they look so cute!! 💙💙 happy to see mephi too, i don't see a lot of mephi/mc fanart! ♡

I'D LOVE TO, THANK YOU FOR ASKING 🥲

it was actually p fun to think up of a design for him bc he's my very first fandom sona! usually i just make ocs for whatever thing i'm into, so he obviously takes a lot from me lol i debated on giving them a new name or just use the name i typically use online, so i just went with that - cas!

like me, they're also transfem with no pronoun preference - any is fine. that's where the similarities w me end for the most part though (at least for now, i haven't fully built up her backstory and other details yet)

anyways, additional info - they have an orange cat named james, and had to beg diavolo to either a) bring him down to the devildom, or b) have someone take care of him while he's on transfer student duty. initially james went on to be taken care of by a neighbor of his, but as time went on he eventually got sent over to the HoL too (much to satan's delight. lucifer had to make an exemption about the no pets rule, though at that point it didn't take much convincing. james surprisingly gets along fine with cerberus). season 2 onwards james freely goes along whenever they visit the devildom. aside from that little ordeal, the canon story is pretty much the same.

personality-wise, he's a very opinionated go-with-the flow person, but is quite soft-spoken. although calm and patient for the most part, they get very irritated easily in the mornings. has a penchance to be petty in varying degrees. also loves her nap times (which belphie monopolizes). usually spends free time with any of the brothers/royals/angels/solomon, since he doesn't enjoy being alone as much.

although i ship him with quite literally the entire cast (minus luke), i gravitate towards mephisto/beel/luci/raph a tad bit, since i'm biased lol.

anyways that's all i have for him for now! i'll need to polish up the details but for the most part, that's her! sorry if i rambled on for too long lmfao it will happen agan

#obey me mc #obey me #obey me nightbringer

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secretaccountlol · 2 years ago

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KISS ME THRU THE PHONE

does anyone even remember that song???

Anyways…

Dom! Reader x Peter Parker

18+ no minors thank you!

Summary: you caught Pete masturbating to you and you decide to have a little fun with the moment.

CW TIME!!!: Phone sex, Non-con masturbating? (Obviously you caught him so you didn’t know), mutual masturbation, sex toys, body fluids~.

Oh and typos, probably.

Tag list omg!: @tiredbuthappy

Sparker 🕷🕸

Sparker: Hey!

You: Hey!!!

Sparker: Ready to eat popcorn and gossip on ft?

You: Hell yeah

Incoming from Sparker 🕷🕸

Your smile beams as Parker’s face illuminates yours, his face mirrors your expressions.

“Hellllooo nurse!” Peter’s eyes crinkle as you dramatically cringe, still smiling. “Excuse me, do not tarnish Yakko's household name, Peter Parker!” Your voice is filled with fake outrage earning a hearty laugh from Peter.

“If you used my middle name I'd definitely think I was in trouble.” Peter’s smile could make a crying baby smile aka it made your heart swell.

“Soooo, whatcha wanna gossip about?” you bite your lip as you check him out, his black fitted t-shirt clung to his muscles deliciously, his brown hair effortlessly styled, you could tell his room was a mess like always even though you couldn't see it. His back was against his bed frame, his phone was tilted to only show his torso.

You're laying down on your tummy, your legs kicked up, your phone propped up on a pillow in front of you as you hugged another pillow to rest your chin on, You were in your usual cozy jacket, no bra or no pants attire, of course, Peter couldn't see that.

“Mm whatever you wanna talk about, honestly, I just wanted to hear your voice” Peter’s laugh vibrated through your ears.

“Oh-! Uhm okay well.” your feet kicked as you gossiped about your day, what you ate, etc etc. You loved this weekly ritual you and Pete did, you never understood why he wanted to face time with you, considering he always seems so busy, and most of the time he didn't talk, just nodded along occasionally knitting his eyebrows in understanding or worked on homework as you rambled, you just chalked it up to him not knowing what to say most of the time.

“Mm, that’s about it!” You clapped, Peter had long ago turned off his cam, but you could hear a small groan and shuffle before Peter spoke, “H-hm? But you didn't even finish the part bout your neighbor, remember?” his voice was strained like he was holding back a yawn, you frown.

“Well, I wanted to give you a chance to speak for a chance, cus you never do” you hummed.

“That's cus I like hearing you speak..” his voice was low like a whisper, it made you shiver.

“Why?” you whispered back.

You hear a strangled groan, “P-please..j-just keep talking..!”

“Peter? Are you okay?” your voice raised a bit higher,

“I-i’m fine, just.. Keep talkin’ to me..” his voice falters as your concern rises.

“I'm not gonna talk anymore until you turn on your camera!” your voice cracked as shouted, well kinda shouted you didn't want your roommates to hear you.

“Fine! Okay, jeez!” you can make out him scrambling before seeing his face flush, eyes wide, so slightly panting, nevertheless he tried to appear normal, your eyebrow quirked.

“See? ‘Mm fine!” his voice masked something but you couldn't tell what, your face stayed skeptical. “Peter, what's going on? Tell me right now!” you slam your hands down on your bed, and Peter rolls his eyes.

“Nothin', you're being outlandish.” your nostrils flare at his comment, “Oh no, what we're not gonna do is gaslight me, Peter Benjamin Parker!” you see Peter wince, his puppy dog eyes flood your screen.

“Okay, you're right, that was mean..I'm sorry.” Peter scratched the back of his neck. “I-.. I was doing something but I'm fine, I promise.” Peter couldn't meet your eyes but his explanation still eased your worry.

“What were you doing?” your head cocked to the side, like a cat. “I-..I can't tell you.” Peter muttered, it was so soft you couldn't help but get hot.

“Peter, can you tell me anything you know that..” you tried to copy his tone, “You’d-... I feel like you'd despise me if I did ..” you smile gently, he can be so cute sometimes.

“Peter. I promise, just- just tell me, please?” You wish you could caress his soft face as you whisper comfort. Something about Peter made him feel so fragile sometimes.

“Ok- I-” he coughed. “I-i was..uhm.. Jerkin’..it?” his voice cracked as you tried to put the pieces together

“Jerkin? What? What's that-?”

“Y’know..!!”

“I do not know..”

“I-i was y’know..Jerkin the chicken!”

“Jerk chicken?”

“Oh my God, no- I was… I was masturbating!”

“Oh..” your face burns as your eyes widen, your face half buried in your pillow. “I- why..?”

“I- uhm...well, I was doing it, t-to you..” you bite your lip as your legs rubbed together, he was masturbating to you? God, you could explode right now.

“Why me?” you feigned innocence as your smirk grew under your pillow, you were starting to enjoy this.

“I..ilikeyourvoice!! Andidunnoivedoneitafewtimesnowandithoughtyoudwouldntnotice!! And-! And-! “ You could barely make out the words he spoke, were they even words? Your laugh stopped his rambling.

“You are.. So cute Pete.” Peter's eyes finally met your half-lidded ones.

“Peter.”

“Y-yeah?”

“Show me.”

“Show you-.. Show you what?”

“You know what, Pete.”

“I-.. Are you sure?”

“Mmhm, I think you owe it to me considering you were getting off with me without permission.”

Peter’s cheeks were dusted with pink, you could see his adam's apple move before he proceeded to do what he was told.

“Wanna see your face in the camera still, Pete.” you could see him freeze before nodding quietly as he continued his actions. His cock was fairly big, bigger than what you thought it would be,

You could see Peter’s face is bright red by now, his hand covering his mouth as he looks away. “Are you-.. done looking yet? This is embarrassing.”

“Why are you embarrassed?” Of course, you knew why, but Peter is just too cute not to tease.

“I- you know why! God. Don’t tease me right now!”

“Hey, Pete.” You finally lift up, your head now in a new position leaning on your hands.

“Y-yea?”

“Did you cum?” he blinks a few times before chewing on his lip.

“N-no..”

“Aww, well baby you shouldn't give yourself blue balls on my account.”

“I- wha-?”

“Finish what you started, Peter.”

Peter’s eyes practically pop out as his cock twitches, he brings his phone closer to his face again, looking around the room nervously before looking back at you.

“I- you..”

“You.. Me?” you mock him. “What? Do you need some more material? Greedy boy.”

“I- no I wasn..-!”

You raise yourself, you smirk as you see peters eyebrows raise before slowly unzipping your jacket, your bare tits on display, Peter’s eyes are glued on you as you twist one of your nipples giving him a teasing wink.

“Whatcha think? Hm? Enough for you?” you taunt him leaning your head as your hands trail down your stomach and back.

“Fuck.. You're-..sososo hot” you watch as he palms his cock, you chuckle at Pete’s loss for words. “Shirt off, now.” Peter nods, yanking his shirt at the speed of light, you laugh at his eariness.

“Mm, stroke yourself for me, Pete.” Peter obliges your order once more, his eyes never leaving your chest. You grope yourself, sticking your tongue out.

“Hey Petey, wanna see even more?” Peter nods rapidly, “Mmhn, if you do you gotta open that mouth and ask pretty boy.” you quickly zip up your jacket as you hear Peter whine.

“Pleasepleaseplease! I’ll do anything, please!”

“Anything?”

“Anything.”

Your Cheshire grin grows as you unzip your jacket once more.

“Say you need me.”

“I need you, god. I need you sososo bad.”

“Good boy.”

You can see Peter get even harder as you shimmed your panties off, you feel hot, and a bit embarrassed as your smile fades. You spread yourself out with two fingers, looking away, slightly clearing your throat.

“Fuck, I wish I was there to eat you out, this is torture, y’know?”

Your eyes meet his as he gives you a genuine smile, you return the favor as you gain your confidence back.

“How bout I torture you some more?” Your hands slide down, you moan as you circle your clit, tilting your head up in pleasure. You'd masturbated before, but having someone watch you, having Peter watching you, turned you on even more.

“Peter-..mmhn, please I need more.” you flirt, could hear Peter’s breath hitch as you spoke, “If you keep talking like that I'll bust right now” you chuckle at his comment.

“Want me to see my ride my dildo and pretend it's your dick?”

“God yes.”

You lean down to kiss the phone screen, making Peter laugh before producing a dildo.

“Ta-da!” you laugh as you position the dildo below you,

“Ready?”

“Born ready.”

You bust out laughing, “Oh my god Peter we're having phone sex not saving the world!”

“A-ah right, pfft”

You smile, rubbing your pussy up and down the dildo, covering it with your slick. You hear Peter groan, “Please baby put it in, I can’t wait anymore-“

“Your wish is my command.” You moan as you lower yourself on your dildo until it disappears into, “Mm, you fill me so well, Pete.” You hear Peter whimper as you start bouncing up and down,

“Fuckfuckfuck you’re so hot.. I’m gonna cum already..!” you smirk seeing his eyebrows knit in pleasure, “Don't you dare, Peter. ``You moan as you speed up your strokes, Peter whines as you start rubbing your clit again. “I-I’m so close! Mm..” Peter’s voice cracks as you watch his eyes close, “Eyes on me, Parker” you pant as you watch him struggle to keep it together. “You’ll cum when I say you can!” You pinch your nipples as the tension builds up In your stomach.

“Please! Let me cum, I-I can’t hold it anymore.. F-feels ..Mm too good!” Peter’s voice falters as you watch his head tilt back.

“I’m close t-too, let’s cum together, okay?” Peter moans in response, “I w-wanna h-hear you say it, Pete!” You hiss out through clenched teeth, “I-I’ll c-cum with you!” Peter’s head tilted forward, jaw clenched his eyes low as he looked at you.

“I’m…!” You rubbed yourself furious as you grind down on the fake cock. You hear Peter gasp for air as white lines shoot from his cock all over his hands, you both stay silent catching your breath.

“T-that was…veryveryveryvery hot” Peter breathed out, you giggle, “You said that already, Pete!”

“Yeah but it’s true!” His voice cracked, making you laugh again, you watch his face turn red. “I-I guess I should clean up..?” You nod, slowly easing yourself off your dildo, whimpering.

“God.. You’re- don’t do that, I’ll pop a boner again.” Peter’s voice quivered, you smirk, bending now to lick your dildo. “Wanna go for round two, Parker?”

“You’re a demon”

“I think the correct term is succubus, you're like super smart shouldn't you know that?”

“You’re- fuckkk..“

“Plus, if you’re not busy..you can maybe..come over?” Your fingers traced circles in your bed sheets, “We can finish..in person?” You look back at your phone, to see Peter trying to hop into his spidey suit as quickly as possible, before grabbing the phone.

“I’ll be over in 10 mins.”

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p!cc!Tommyinnit meets royal reader ( I dunno I am bad at titles)

Plot: This is a nobody to friends with Platonic!cc!Tommyinnit and (Y/N) in which the reader is a British royal and sees Tommy´s Vlogs and Streams and invites him to come and look around the Buckingham Palace.

Something I have to add before you read:

-Reader will be around Tommy´s age. (17)

-Pronouns: They/Them

-Strictly Platonic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There will be no romanticizing here! Get out if you are searching for that!

-siblings age(I needed to change some for plot purpose): George;12, Charlott; 9, Louise;6

-This is very long(around 10k) and will most likely have grammatical errors. I am sorry in advance.

Tw: There shouldn´t be any in here.

Anyway, have fun reading!

You are here - Part 2 - Part 3-(no longer continued, 😔 sorry)

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It was a normal day, well as normal as it can get for me. I go to school from 8 am to around 4 pm. When I come back from school, I usually do my homework and then I have time to do my hobbies.

At the start of the pandemic, my little brother George always told me and my parents about the builds and adventures he had whilst playing Minecraft. I did not find the game to be that good when he told me about it nevertheless, I listened to him ramble and at some point, he started to watch some people play a roleplaying game on a Minecraft server.

He wanted me to play Minecraft with him seeing as our siblings were still too young to play any type of pc or console games.

I was not the happiest seeing as I still had homework that needed to be done every day. Notwithstanding his constant nagging, I started to play Minecraft with him.

I wasn´t the best or particularly skilled at the game. I died constantly mostly because of skeletons and creepers. Still, I tried to get better at the game and I figured out how to stay alive longer than before. It started to be fun when you are not constantly being laughed at by your younger brother. I even started to play whilst I was in class, I guess it was a good thing we didn´t have to go and only sometimes have our cameras on.

In any case, my little brother one day decided to tell me that, that wasn´t the way he wanted us to play. It wasn´t that I was bad it was just that he told me `no story is going on´ that he must find out more about. He wanted a story that makes him an adventurer or a hero like someone I never heard about before, someone named Tommyinnit.

After my brother told me about this Tommyinnit person I decided to see who it was, maybe I could try and make something for George so that he could be happy whilst we are in these social distancing and mask-wearing times.

But what I found might have changed more than just my little brother’s happiness, I started to watch the streams Tommy and his friends had. They were funny, chaotic and interesting! I slowly understood what my brother had been watching and saw what he meant by different things, like someone having a fox baby with a fish.

Setting aside that Tommy had something going on with liking my great-grandma so much because he was “very British” he started to grow on me. I got an idea of how I might have a chance to contact him, it could be through an e-mail, seeing as I don´t know where he lives.

It might have been a while later when I realised that the Corona cases got better, I started to write an e-mail to him stating who I was and what I wanted from him, I was almost sure he would take this mail as spam and not reply. I mean who would, it sounds kind of stupid.

I also told my dad about it, and the problems I faced, I couldn´t just e-mail someone and expect them to answer me. He told me that I could also just write a formal invitation and send it per mail to him. He told me that we have a special type of letter that is only used by the royal family. I told my dad that I don´t know where he lives so that I can´t send one.

At the end of a few more days, he got back to me and told me that he already found out where Tommy lives and told me the information that I needed to write the letter. I wrote in the letter just what I would have written in the email.

At the Simons household:

Motherinnit and Fatherinnit were coming home from shopping bringing in the mail, and with that, the special letter addressed for their son. “Hun, did you write yourself in to get some kind of spam letters?” Fatherinnit asked his wife after looking at the mail that they got.

“I didn´t. Why would I even do that? Let me see-” Motherinnit grabbed the invitation that (Y/N) send from her husband’s hand and started to read the envelope herself. “Well, it´s addressed to Tommy, I´ll go and hand it to him seeing as it looks to be real. I just hope he didn´t do anything stupid or get in trouble this time.”

At the end of the hallway, she could already hear Tommy laughing in the room where he usually streams in. She knocked and went to open the door as Tommy started to scream and tell her that he is indeed streaming, just as she suspected.

“You got a letter from someone today, it looks to be important so I am giving it to you now.” with that she gave Tommy the letter, as Tommy looked at the letter he saw to it that his address wasn´t leaked on the stream.

“Guys-Guys, hahaha look at this, this is a formal letter from one of the royals, it has to be Lizzy, she finally found out about me- and- hahahah” on the inside he was scared that it might be some bad news or that he did something that he now had to fix because he ran his mouth again and this time it might have reached the wrong people, but he had to keep up his internet persona so he laughed at every little thing that happened.

“I think- guys this could potentially go very wrong or just be a scam, but who sends scams in the mail, right chat?” he opened the letter and started to read it, first only to himself but after he read the whole thing he looked at chat with a happy face while not even registering what he just got in the mail.

“Okay, chat this- this is like really, really, REALLY big do you want me to read it out to you chat?” he started to egg chat on who responded with a positive reply. “Okay, Chat so what is written here is:

``25.11.2021

Tom Simons (online known as Tommyinnit)

Invitation letter for a Visit with overnight stay and a Stream/Vlog

Dear Mr Simons,

We would like to invite you to be a part of the visit with the option for an overnight stay and stream later and/or make a vlog from behind the scenes, located at Buckingham Palace in London. It is our great honour to have you as our guest at our guests’ Palace and Housing grounds.

We hope to receive the same support from you.

The event is prepared with the intention to show our acknowledgement of our most important mental health. Therefore this will be an outstanding opportunity for us to show appreciation for your business, but it is also the right time to strengthen our cooperation.

Please come early so that we can find a comfortable room for you. Please inform us if you are attending the event or not by 1.12.2021.

Hoping for your presence on that day. We look forward to meeting you.

Yours respectfully

(Y/N) of Cambridge, third in line for the Throne of Great Britain.´´

Chat, do you realise what this means?! This could be such a cool Vlog, imagine chat, like me, hahaha, in formal clothes- oh this is so cool chat!” Tommy was beaming, his head filling with ideas and a good amount of why he shouldn´t go.

“I really need to think about this before I say yes or no to this invitation tho, I also need to tell my parents about it. They won´t- I don´t think they would even believe I got an invitation for a- is it a private thing? I dunno hahah- but they won´t even believe me when I tell them that I got one! This is awesome! Hahahaha... well I will have to think about that later first we have Minecraft and then later we might start to play some other games with Phil and Tubb- oh yeah he is in AmErIcA, with RaNbOo! “ with that Tommy went back to playing on his pc before later going to his parents to talk about the invitation and if he should really go seeing as there wasn´t any information about his parents, when it will be or how everything will go in the invite.

They concluded that Tommy is allowed to go but he has to be available on his phone at any time. He of course agreed with them and started to write back to (Y/N).

His parents and himself decided that he should go and do the tour and maybe even go to the overnight stay, he could always leave if he decides to.

The idea of staying in Buckingham Palace for a night or two was a dream for him, and spending time with a royal that will show him around and tell him what they daily basis was even better! He already imagined what they would do and who he would meet then, what gaming setup they had to have to be able to stream and make a video.

But that all came crashing down when the intrusive thoughts started to appear in his head. What if he wasn´t good enough, that he would bring shame to his whole friend group and his parents or be weird in front of the other royals.

With the invitation in hand, he grabbed a pen and went to write a reply to (Y/N), telling them that he would gladly come but that he needs a little more information from them before he could be able to be there.

When the next day arrived he went to deliver the letter to the mailman himself to make sure that the letter would be bought to them as fast as possible. He even wrote that they could just contact him over Twitter or Discord to make sending information way faster than writing letters every time.

Back at the palace:

It was around a week later when the answer from Tommy came in the mail for (Y/N).

Their mother, Kate, went to go and accept the mail that they got from the staff, that brings it in every day. “Thank you, did anything important come in the mail today?” she asked the staff member kindly

“There was a letter addressed to your oldest, but other than that just normal mail from fans and the yearly calendar from former Prince Harry and his wife. We didn´t look into the letter sent to (Y/N) yet seeing as Prince William has informed us that there will be a letter arriving for them and to not open it.” the staff member told her.

Kate looked at the letters that were handed to her, thinking about from who it could be that her husband had told the staff that there would be letters for her child. It made her uneasy to know that her husband didn´t tell her about this before.

“Ah.. yes the letter, they will be happy that it arrived already. You may go now.” She dismissed the staff member and went on her way to confront her husband in his studies where he was on his desk doing his paperwork.

“Hey honey, did you go and get the mail already? I thought we wanted to do that together today.” he looked up at her. “I was already on my way from the entrance so I thought I will just take it with me, say when were you going to reveal to me that (Y/N) had a friend that they write letters to?” she went behind his desk to lay down a few papers he needed to work on and the letter from Tommy.

“I was going to tell you after I helped them find out where he lives so she can write him the information, but I forgot to tell you about it. I am sorry, I didn´t mean to forget to tell you. If you want I can explain the whole story as of why our child has taken up to writing letters to people?”

As he looked at his wife he seemed to be on the right path to making it up to her. “That would be for the best.” She said as she sat down in front of his desk.

At the same time as their parents talked about the letter, (Y/N) got home from school with their little siblings, that the driver had picked up with them.

“Did you see the last stream that Tommy did?” George said to them as they all went into the house to go do homework and study. “No, I didn´t have time, I had to do homework and it took really long to finish. After that, I still had a few other things I needed to do before I could watch the stream.” They tried to explain to their little brother, who didn´t listen at all and started to talk about what happened and what he thought about it.

As they all get inside they were greeted by their parents and went to go to their own rooms as (Y/N) got stopped by them.

“Your letter arrived today, we didn´t look inside but your mom now knows what’s going on.” Their father explained to them as they took the letter.

“Okay, I´ll... I´ll text you if it´s something important okay?” they looked at them as they let them leave to their room where (Y/N) promptly opened the reply from Tommy. As they read it they were ecstatic that Tommy would love to come over and to the idea that they could just text each other over Twitter.

They went on Twitter and started to text Tommy over their official account so that it wouldn´t be looking like a scam anymore.

Tommy replied almost instantly as he was on his pc and playing a few games with Phil and Wilbur.

“Oh nice, they just texted me that they got my letter! That´s really cool!” he said to himself but forgot to mute in discord. Which of course the other two could hear. “Who texted you, Tommy?” Phil asked with curiosity in his voice as he looked over to the screen where Tommy and Wilbur were on, they all decided that they would have their cameras on so that they could show stuff to each other without having to send anything. “Maybe he got himself a girlfriend, or a boyfriend... or a partner, all are fine!” Wilbur teased Tommy.

“Well actually, I was writing with (Y/N), you know the third in line for the Throne of Great Britain.” Tommy tried to show off so that he could get on Wilbur’s nerves.

The call went silent as Will and Phil both looked at Tommy, “Tommy ... mate I don´t think you are actually talking to them, it might just be a scam.” Phil said to Tommy as Wilbur breathed in a large amount of air so he could start to explain to Tommy that the royal family isn´t just available to text with over a few letters and that it would be a higher chance to be a scam than the actual heir to the throne.

“No! I am actually going to prove it to you right now! I´ll just ask them about their Discord and then I´m going to invite them to the call, just give me like a minute or two okay?” with that the call went silent again as Tommy left to go and ask (Y/N) about a call right now.

(Y/N) was already on their pc as they got a text back from Tommy explaining the situation and asking them about their Discord. Even with homework that still needed to be done, they went to go be in the call with Tommy, where they both talked for a few minutes and them explaining why they started to write letters to Tommy and not just text him from the beginning.

“So imagine you get an e-mail or a discord message from a random person saying that they are third in line of the throne or if the letter thing would have been worse. So, I told my dad about it and he found out where you live so I could write the letter!” they explained in a rush.

“Well if you put it like that, I guess you are right I would have just ignored it and gone on. But it is kind of weird that you know where I live now you know?” Tommy clarified.

“Anyways, Phil and Will are both probably already wondering where I went for so long so let’s just join them in the call okay?” Tommy said as he left to go back into the call where both males were waiting for Tommy to get back.

“I am back! And I got them to be in the VC with us!” Tommy exclaims as (Y/N) joined the call. “Hello! I´m (Y/N), it´s very nice to meet you.” They said as both Phil and Wilbur looked at their pc screen to see if their camera was on, it wasn´t so Wilbur wasn´t convinced that it could be real.

“I don´t actually believe that you are who you say you are. Tommy could have easily just gotten a friend online and used a voice changer to sound like that!” Phil was in the same kind of idea as him. Wilbur went on to say that they could just turn on their camera so that they could make sure that it was not just a friend of Tommy´s faking it.

Having no other choice but to turn on the camera (Y/N) explained that they don´t feel comfortable knowing that they could just take screenshots and make a lot of news out of it.

“But if you are seriously not joking about taking any pictures then, here...” they turned on their camera putting on their best smile that they use for paparazzi. A small wave later and Wilbur and Phil both look at the camera again with a face of disbelieve and shock that Tommy actually knows a royal. “Are they okay? Is this normal for them to do Tommy?” they ask whilst glancing over and seeing that even Tommy looked like he had seen a ghost.

As the time went on they all started to get along nicely and even asked each other some questions, but with the day slowly closing in they had to split ways and with that also stop the call. Everyone went their separate ways with Tommy and (Y/N) being the only ones left.

“I will send you all the information that you will need okay? But you can probably come over after the covid-cases come down a bit. Until then, we can call or text each other now seeing as we don´t need to write each other letters anymore!” (Y/N) said as they looked at the monitor where Tommy was playing some games.

They said their goodbyes and went to end the call.

~~With (Y/N)~~

It had been a few weeks after Tommy and I have talked over discord, I send him all the information that he will need and went to tell my parents. They were happy although sceptical at first about Tommy coming over to do all the things we planned on doing.

My parents also talked to his, seeing as both our parents wanted to meet the others first and plan everything so that Tommy would have the best experience, so we arranged a discord call where the parents could plan everything that needed to be done beforehand.

They chose to come over together as a family with the intention of staying for the garden party that was held every year by my great-grandma.

His parents were really nice too, I mean why wouldn´t they? We didn´t do anything to them, but we needed to make a plan on how to get them in without anybody noticing that someone arrived.

If the paparazzi found out we wouldn’t hear the end of it for days, and the surprise for everyone would be ruined. So we made a plan, with the Simons having to arrive here by either train or by car the options weren´t that big, and seeing that my parents nor I could go outside without getting found by the crazy camera people we chose to just let them arrive by train and then get chauffeured from one of the car´s that we have that way they could arrive normally until they get in a car and the driver already knows where to go and what route to take when they arrive here.

We also talked with my great-grandma (the Queen) about having them as Guests at her annual Garden party, seeing as most of them are not going to be there because of the Corona-Cases. She agreed that they could come as long as they are already fully vaccinated and have a negative test every morning. They also have to wear the best things that they have seeing as more press would be there.

Now it was time, they would be coming over today, I already wrote with Tommy and told the driver every information that she needed to get them, what they looked like, what they are wearing and where they would be arriving from.

It was a few hours that I haven´t heard from Tommy or the driver, but I also had to prepare for their arrival with my parents and siblings. I told George that we would be getting special guests and that we had to be watching over them because they didn´t know the way around the palace, he wasn’t that thrilled about watching our siblings and three other people.

I saw to it that the rooms were the closest to ours and that they were easy to find. Seeing as his parents also came along made it a little harder to find the best rooms, but I made it work.

When I got a message on my phone that Tommy and his parents were now in the car on their way to get here, I grew anxious `what if they didn´t like this and only do it to not seem rude?´

“(Y/N)? Are you coming, your guests are arriving right now.” My mother told me as she walked around the corner leading to my siblings and my room. “Oh, Hunny. I know that face, that´s the face your dad does when he is second-guessing his work. I can assure you that everything will be fine and that they actually want to be here. They are not here because they want anything with the paparazzi, we asked then that ourself.” I looked at her and tried to think about all the fun that we were going to have at the Garden party and making the vlog.

“Now come on your siblings don´t know who is going to come out of that door. They are already waiting for you and remember: as long as the door is open you need to smile and seem as friendly as possible, after they close you can calm down.”

She was right of course but I still didn’t like the idea of them just being here as to not be rude. ”Okay, let´s greet them and get them inside before any more trouble can arise from the paparazzi and tourists.” I looked at her when we started to walk towards the entrance.

“Who are we going to meet, Mom? Is it that one guy from over the sea again? With the weird hair!” George looked at our mother and then at me expecting me to just tell him who was arriving, but at that moment where I wanted to tell him, the doorsman screamed that the Simons Family has arrived.

George looked at the door with an expression that I couldn´t really describe, shock and confusion maybe, with a little hint of nonbelieve. He turned to the door that opened and all three stepped in they looked at us and made a bow, we were fast to close the doors so that they could all take in a breath of air and calm their nerves.

After the introduction of everyone, George was hiding behind me so he could be close to Tommy but not be too close seeing as he still didn’t know much about him other than his Minecraft content.

“I hope that it´s okay that I already started to film for the Vlog? I didn´t want to miss this opportunity! I also already made a little recording on our way here, the way from the train to the car was also really interesting! The only thing I didn´t like where all the paparazzi trying to take pictures of us in the car. But you already warned us about them and the lovely woman also told us to hide our faces with books or our sleeves.” Tommy said after everything started to calm down.

I looked at my parents and we were all okay with the recording just that a few faces had to be blurred in the final cut, like my siblings and the staff members and later on even the other guests at the party even though be wouldn´t be vlogging that much.

“How about you show them where they are going to stay for the few days they are here, (Y/N)? I am sure that all of them are very tired already, seeing as it is already a little late. We can show you around tomorrow if you would like.” My dad said after we saw that Charlotte and Louise, were starting to get very tired and yawn a lot.

“That would be great, thank you.” Tommy´s father said as he was starting to feel the effect of the travel-filled day.

“Okay, just follow me then it´s not that far! It´s also really close to my sibling’s room and mine. I don´t know when you will wake up but breakfast will be starting at 7 am and go until 10 am. I wrote everything down for you so you can just relax today. If you want I can come to pick you up at 8 am so we all have enough time to eat. It will be a very stressful day tomorrow but that’s okay.” I tried to explain as easy as possible to them. When we parted ways I went to tell Tommy where my room was so if they needed something they could just find me there.

I went to go to bed seeing as it was already very late now. I was thinking about what we would be doing tomorrow and their behaviour at the party. I am sure everything will be fine.

~~Next Day~~morning~

I woke up a little early but began to get ready to wake up the Simons, hoping they already were awake.

I went to do my daily routine and went to check out what time it was, 7:55 am, right on time then. I began walking to the door and knocked on it, I got an answer by seeing the door opening and all three of them standing there ready for breakfast.

“I take it that you are already hungry? Well then follow me, I´ll show you the fastest way to get to the mess hall where we can get food.” I saw that Tommy had already started to vlog our way to the hall, he pointed the camera to the ground with the reasoning being `I don´t have to edit out so many faces! Also, Wilbur told me that it´s better this way!´ I looked at him and started to laugh because of the course he did.

“But remember not to film at the table, it´s considered rude just as much as being on your phone. Also when the Queen is there just follow my lead and bow or do a curtesy okay? If not you would also be seen as rude. There are a lot of rules now that I think about it, like start with calling her `Your Majesty´ also don´t touch her if she wants to give you a handshake don´t use your full hand and release it as soon as possible, but with corona still around she might not do that. I think that should be all. Right in time for us to arrive.” I looked at Tommy and his parents, they had slightly shocked faces.

“Did I run you over with the rules? Want me to explain them again?” I looked at them growing anxious that I did something wrong.

“You mean to tell me that we could potentially walk in on the Queen eating?!” Tommy said shocked, I was now slowly understanding what was going on. They never met the Queen before and walking in on her eating was of course something that not everybody got to experience.

“You do realise she could also just meet you when she walks around with her dogs right? She lives here sometimes, most of the time not but when we have the garden party then the chances of her being here already is very high.” I tried to calm them down but I think I might it worse.

“It´s going to be okay, I am going to introduce you so that nothing can go wrong. You are dressed properly and are hopefully not just going to hug her when she doesn´t want to. So you all will be fine.” I looked at them as Motherinnit went to double-check her boy’s outfit for the second time.

“Tommy, your shirt is being poked out from your pants, and put away that phone! Haven´t you heard what they just said?!” Motherinnit was the real hero at this moment, Tommy put away his camera and I went to open the door. Before being stopped by the announcer that I and the Simons have arrived to eat.

“Please rise for (Y/N) of Cambridge, third in line for the Throne of Great Britain. And their guests of honour the Simons Family.” With that, we stepped in and I looked directly into the eyes of my great-grandmother, the Queen. I looked back at the Simons and showed them what we do now.

I went in front of the Queen to make a small courtesy with Tommy´mum, Tommy and his dad bowed. When we came up I went to go and wish my great-grandma a good day and that they were not used to having their name called like that which gave her a small chuckle. We got invited to sit with her which we did after they told her to have a blessed morning and Tommy was very shy around her.

Following our breakfast I took them on a tour of the Palace, with Tommy recording some of it, we looked at the preparations of the party that was later today, and then went to see the maze that we had around a few blogs of walking. It was fun, they got to meet some of my other family members, like Uncle Harry and his wife Meghan. They were taking a stroll around the palace like we were, it was very fun to talk to him after not seeing him for so long.

But knowing that the party grew closer I had to bring them back to their room so they had enough time to change and rest their feet from all the walking we already did.

~~Later~~Evening

After I went to take a shower and then got ready for all the cameras that were going to be there, I went to make sure that the Simons were okay and ready to start the entry. I walked over to their suite and knocked on the door just like I did this morning to wake them up.

“Hey, just making sure that everything is good? The Party is starting soon and I will have to go with my siblings so you will not get announced but you will be with the other guests.” I said as they let me in. “What do you mean? Won´t it be just like this morning?” Tommy asked as I stood in the entryway.

“Well, no. At first, it would seem like that, but for us to be announced together we would have to be together, like a couple. And seeing as we are not, we are not going to be announced together. But you will not be announced at all seeing as only the family members get that. So you could say that you just got to a very backyard dinner party. Hahaha..” I tried to lighten the mood by joking around a bit. It didn´t help but I tried that´s all that I can do.

“Well, are we even going to sit together? Or how is it going to go.” Asked Motherinnit.

“A very good question, I think because we are going to sit together because you are my guests. So I will only not be there when you arrive but the staff can show you where you are going to sit. I will be joining once I get called out, the press gets all their pictures of us and we can have our peace from them.” I answered with a slight tone of annoyance.

The worst part of being a royal is truly the part where you don´t get your own privacy because of constant press around you.

“Well, then shall we get this over with? And another thing Tommy, place put away your camera I don´t think it´s very polite to take it with you to this party.” Fatherinnit chimed in after seeing his son already look if his camera still had enough space and battery for the day. The whole walking and talking took a lot out of the battery earlier.

“It would be okay as long as you don´t put it in other people´s faces like some of the paparazzi do. But it would be okay if you just show your own face on it and talk to it as long as it´s not too loud.” I said as I looked over at him, he started to smile like a child on Christmas when he heard my words of confirmation to take the vlogging camera.

After a final check, we went to get them a staff member that could take them to their rightful seats, as I had to leave them to meet up with my family for the announcements at the door.

As always I went to go last after my great-grandma was called up, then my grandpa with his siblings, my parents, uncle and then finally it was my turn with my three little siblings. It was the first time that we children were going to be standing in front of the camera alone without parental guidance.

When we got called up my heart was beating so fast, I could barely see anything with all the lights from the cameras, but as the oldest, I had to hold Charlott and Louis hands whilst George was standing besides Louis, I couldn´t stop now. They were all counting on me. And the faster I got this over with the faster I could go to talk with Tommy and his parents. So I kept on walking in front of all the cameras with a light smile and holding firmly onto the hands of the other two.

When I sat down beside my parents and Tommy I could barely hear what was going on behind me with the other guests as the press was escorted outside as to not disturb us any longer. They got their pictures, some of them didn´t seem to like that idea too much as they began to push against the security that called for backup.

When the backup arrived the cameras and reporters seemed to realize that they were in trouble for not following orders from the security.

“You did well (Y/N), you were leading your siblings with so much power that you looked like you were going into battle!” Tommy said as I came back to register. Everyone was proud of me for taking that like a ruler. Which was good, I needed to be a good leader for when I get the throne.

“Thanks, I can´t remember much except for the thought that I needed to get through that as fast as possible I could feel how scarred Louise and Charlott were trying to be so brave but couldn’t take all of it and the lights were really bad too.” I looked at my parents expectedly, as they nodded and smiled to give me reassurance.

The only thing we did after that was eat and film a little for the vlog, Tommy showed me that he actually filmed the whole thing with my siblings and me, I do have to say I looked way cooler than I felt.

With that the music and the flower watching came to a stop sometime around the next morning, when the Queen had already stated that she would go to bed and the party-goers went to bed I bought the Simons back to their room´s. Wishing them a good night and telling them about when I would come back tomorrow morning to get them to breakfast.

~~Next Day~~ Morning

At around 10 am the next morning I got up and ready for the breakfast that was held later than yesterday.

I walked over to Tommy´s and his parents flat to see if they were awake yet. Right as I was going to knock the door opened and out stepped Fatherinnit.

“Oh, I was going to go over to your room and knock to see if you are awake yet but it seems like you beat me to it. Hahahahaha” was his first reaction to seeing me with my fist in the air about to knock.

“Yeah, I wanted to do the same thing, and get you to get breakfast.” I answered as he stepped aside to let the other two through the door so we could start the walk to the mess hall.

“So do you have anything else planned for today? Seeing as the party was yesterday?” asked Tommy´s mother on our way there.

“Well, I need to get my usual tasks done but after that, I should be free, it is a Saturday so there is no rush to go to school or do too much school work, maybe I´ll play some Minecraft with George later.” I answered as I thought about what I still had to do today. “What about you? Anything you want to do here before you go back home tomorrow?” I looked over to them with a small smile.

“Yeah, my parents are going to go on a walk around London seeing as it was a while when they were last here. I on the other hand don´t know what I will be doing today.” Tommy said before his parents could answer themselves.

“Well you could walk around with me and film more for your vlog, and if we get the chores done fast enough we could try to stream from my room. If you want to of course.” I said before thinking it through.

Tommy looked at me with excitement “Really?! I could just follow you around with my camera and film everything that’s going on!?” Thinking about it the second time, this might not be the best course of action.

“Sure, but maybe not everything, for example, something that is supposed to be not seen by the public. Or I could take you all the way up to the flag pole. On top of the Palace.” I said whilst seeing Tommy get even more excited if that was even possible.

Before we could make any more ideas we were at the mess hall, I´m going to miss walking together with someone to the mess hall, it gets lonely when you only have your family around you that you can´t even tell everything to.

~~Later~~after eating

We had an uneventful breakfast with some of the other guests. It was a little boring seeing as they had no interest that we could share, just like always we talked about the cov19 cases and all that not really something that I liked to talk about over dinner.

As we walked back to our rooms, I told Tommy´s parents to not forget their entry tickets so that they could always get back inside after being outside in London.

We even went so far as to walk them to the door, because it was a little like a labyrinth inside the palace if you don’t know your way around it.

“Well, do you want to start your vlog now? Right in the entryway of the Palace? Or do you want o wait on that?” I looked over at Tommy who had already grasped his phone from his jacket.

“I´ll just film some stuff now that I can talk over later. So we can just stay here for a few moments talking about what we are going to do and then we go do the chores! I am really excited to do this so thank you for the opportunity, I don´t think I have said that yet.” I smiled at him as he positioned his phone in the window to show us.

“Did your parents make you say that or where did that come from? It´s no problem I think we both get something out of it so, you are very welcome.” I said as I looked at him, he did a moked face as if I just insulted him whilst walking back from the window.

“I would never do any sort of thing like that! And just to clarify my parents did not make me say that to you! They definitely didn’t talk to me before we went to eat breakfast this morning!” he answered like a child.

“Okay then. What do you want me to do now? Just stand here or...?” I looked at him whilst also looking at the camera.

“Oh- hahaha yeah- wait no- eh just I´ll just stand here for a bit and then you can come in and then we will start to walk where we are supposed to go, on our way there I´ll just point the camera down to our feet again if that´s okay for you?” I nodded at his explanation, after a while of standing on the side and seeing just waiting I decided to walk to him.

I tapped him on the shoulders as he faked being jump-scared by me, I smiled and motioned him to come along, he grapped the camera and we went to our first chore that needed to be done.

“So the first thing we will be doing today is talking to my great-grandmother, the Queen. That means that you are not allowed to have the camera on or have it been seen by her. We´ll just walk in, get some papers and mail that are for my parents, then we´ll see if she has anything left that I can do and if not. Then I can show you where you can go to the flag pole, with her permission of course. We can´t just walk up there and fool around y´know?” I told Tommy as he got the camera from the window and went to point it at the floor.

Once we got there I was halted by the doorsman, asking me what they should announce for Tommy.

“You can just say that he is Tom Simons. There is no need to overdo it.” I looked at Tommy as he pointed the camera at the very decorated door. He seemed to film it very closely as to show how much detail went into making it.

“Tommy, are you filming the door in which the Queen sits behind?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Wait- she is behind here?! I-I didn´t know that I am really sorry-I-“ he started to panic over having filmed the door. I started to snicker seeing as it was just a door. Nothing special that was not allowed to be filmed.

“Calm down Tommy, it was a joke, she is still waiting for us to enter.” I said as I heard the doorman announcing us. I walked in and made a small curtsey in front of her as Tommy bowed beside me.

I could already see how scared he was to be in the same room as her. “Can you stop doing that (Y/N)? I think I told you enough times to not do that when we are not in front of cameras.” She scolded me with a smile on her face, “And you are Tommy? You know, I did see a video about you when George showed it to me. I have to say it was entertaining and you may stand up straight again.”

Tommy´s smile was gigantic, “Th-Thank you! I put a lot of work into my videos but to hear it from you, Your Majesty, it is truly an honour!” as we talked to her about what we had to deliver to my parents, and what we wanted to do later she seemed to have a lot of fun, that she normally didn´t have when talking to other people outside our family.

It was fun to be walking around with Tommy and showing him around the Palace that you usually didn´t get to see, we sometimes had to stop our walking for him to take some good videos showing the view from some of the windows.

I never thought about taking so long just to deliver the letter to my parents. Nonetheless, it was very fun to see someone be so excited about looking outside our windows doors and the view in general.

I knocked on the door of my father’s office to give him his and mothers work, I came back outside with Tommy after a few moments. My parents didn´t have anything to add to our to-do list so we went to the top of the Palace so I can show Tommy what it looks like from the top.

“ This is really cool. You can look so far from up here!” Tommy said as we got to the top of the stairs that lead to the roof.

“Yeah, but you need to watch out so you don´t fall to your death! It´s too windy up here for us to go to the edge. But we can watch from here, we are also not allowed to touch or go too close to the Flag. It´s against the law, I think. At least that’s what my parents told me and my siblings so we don’t come up here so often. But just to be safe they made railings up here!” I screamed at Tommy so his camera and he could still hear me.

We filmed a little more around the roof but then went back down just to film some other stuff around the palace. With the day coming to an end we had enough camera footage of the gardens, rooms, roof, and view for Tommy.

“So you still want to stream? My parent’s aren’t here yet. I also left them a note stating that I was with you. Just in case they forgot.” He said after we were back in the hallway where our rooms were situated for the time being.

“Sure, let’s stream to surprise everyone! Do you have all your passwords with you? So you can just log into your account.” I looked at him as he ran back into his room to grab a book where the passwords stood.

“Yes! I wrote them down in case I forgot how they are written. A really good idea when I think about it now.” He smiled as we began our walk over to my room, where my pc and setup stood waiting to be used.

“I don´t know if it´s a good set up but I can stream and I am able to play Minecraft, so that’s already a lot to work with.” I turned around to Tommy as he looked around my room before noticing me pulling in another chair for him to sit in.

“Huh? Oh- don´t worry this will be enough. I just need to log in and start the `starting soon screen´ so they can come in when we start. But what do you think the title should be?” we thought about it for a minute when we got situated in front of the pc.

“I don´t know, maybe: `surprise stream! (with a guest)´ ?” I wrote it out to him so that he could see what I mean better.

“That is a good idea! The mystery will be there and the people want to see who the surprise guest is! That was really smart. Okay, I have now started the starting soon screen so they shouldn’t be able to hear us yet. So you want to come in after I announce you? Like- Like the doorman always does? I think I can try it out. I heard it too after for it to just fail my mind!”

“How about you just let me sit at the side and then I will be coming over and just be next to you for the stream? What are we planning on doing anyway?” I looked at him, as he turned around to look at me.

“You- you did plan this far-right?” my face turned into one of anxiousness. He slowly looked away from me keeping his face the same as before. Not moving a muscle.

“Well, hehehehe you see... I did not plan this far ahead. We could just watch a few media shares that people send in? Or every time someone gifts fifty subs we have to change the player in Minecraft, like when you play then the donation comes and then I have to play until the next one? Or not fifty gifted maybe just ten or fife?” He was brainstorming ideas for what we could do together.

“I think we should just start the stream and see how the chat reacts to this, maybe after something will come up that we can all play together! Oh- almost forgot to tell you, this will probably end up on the news because the media will find out about the meet up with me and a Twitch streamer, in the palace. We may be even trending on Twitter for this.” I looked at him with a forced smile that was purposely bad.

“Well, then we just have to play the best games for us to have fun and not think about what could all go wrong for this! So let’s start the stream!” he said as I rolled a little bit to the side as to not be in the way of the camera.

“Hello everyone! Yes, you did read the title, didn´t you? Hahaha, you will never guess where I was yesterday and today! I mean you can kind of tell by the background and the position of the camera that I am not home yet. But that is okay because we are at somebody´s palace. No, it´s not Tubbo´s palace- does tubbo even have a palace? Anyway-“ he kept on talking to chat as I made sure that I looked good enough for the stream, the paparazzi would have a field day with having so many shots of me after this stream.

“Anyway chat! Do you want to find out who this mysterious person could be? I´m 87% sure that some already know them but most of you probably don´t, well you don´t need to wait any longer they are already sitting right next to me so they already know what´s going to happen. And please remember chat, be nice and remember to not make them uncomfortable we are streaming from their pc! Anyway, please welcome (Y/N) of Cambridge, the third in line for the Throne of Great Britain!”

He rolled to the side as I came into view smiled at the camera. “Hello.” I greeted as I looked over to Tommy, “I thought I told you to not introduce me like that, now look at chat. They .. are so fast, how do you read them like this?” I motioned to the little chatbox that was open on one of the screens in front of us.

“Well, they usually that fast so I just get used to it or hover my mouse over it to make them slower or even stop.” He explained to me whilst also checking if everything works as it should.

“Anyway, chat. Don´t mind them I am still the one that streams and needs your attention. What we are going to do in today’s stream is not yet chosen so we might change things up with Minecraft, q&a, try not to laugh or maybe even Geoguesser or just talking.” Tommy exclaimed happily as he already knew how to captivate his viewers.

I was mostly just sitting besides him as we played a little bit of Minecraft and then some q&a with the chat. Of course there were some questions that both of us didn’t want to answer and just ignored but most of the chat was really friendly and it was a lot different than being asked questions from the press.

“How did you guess meet each other? I was wondering when that question would come, do you want to explain your part and then I can tell my side of the story?” Tommy looked at me for an answer.

“Sure, so I wasn´t actually going to look at some people on the internet that were playing a block game, but my little brother who is ironically named George, played it a lot and wanted to play like the others on the internet so I just tried to find what he meant. With that, I found Tommy and the other on the Dream SMP and wrote Tommy a letter for the invitation here. I think that sums it up really good.” I said as I looked at the screen where I saw that the chat was really happy with the combination

As Tommy went on to tell his side of the story I was intrigued as to how many viewers were watching us right now and seeing the large number I was shocked. I never would have guessed that so many people were going to come to watch someone talk about how they met another person from the internet.

“Oh- Will is writing something on Discord- Wil you know you can just come into the VC with us right?” Tommy looked at discord and then at the camera. “I don’t think that (Y/N) has anything against talking with Will again right?”

“Of course not! Wilbur is a really nice young man with good manners. I think he should come to talk to us.” I looked at Tommy and then at discord seeing that Wilbur was joining the VC.

“Hello, again your highness.” Wilbur greeted me whereas Tommy just scuffed that he was here too. “I didn´t know if I should join but then you said all those really nice things, so I just had to come in and thank you. I am with Phil and Kristen right now but that´s okay they can still hear you. I hope that’s okay.” Tommy and I just looked at each other confused as to why Will was with Phil but he probably had his reasoning.

“Hello, Phil! It´s really nice to meet you, Kristen! I don´t think that we have had a conversation yet.” I smiled as I heard her reply it was not very loud she must have been farther away from the mic but she gave me a greeting back.

After the introductions were done we all went to play some games together and still talk about things that we did the last few days. Where Tommy just looked at me put a hand in front of his mouth making a silent symbol and I nodded.

It was going to be a surprise for the chat that we had made a vlog at the party and around the palace. We only said to the stream that there would be a vlog coming out sooner or later depending on the cutting would take longer or not.

With time other people also joined the VC talking to us and asking questions that they wanted answers to.

Tubbo was a really nice guy, for example, he just came in the discord to say a few things and then leave but got stopped by some other friends of Tommy, they also wanted to talk and play some games with us.

But because just talking would be a little boring Tommy started to play on the Dream Smp, where he told me to start building a house right beside his dirt hole, so he could protect it the best way that he could.

It was a lot of fun to be able to relax a little with Tommy and not having to always be watching the many rules that have to follow when around other people.

Not only did a lot of friends from Tommy come into the VC but George, the small one we called him, came into my room where we were streaming.

“(Y/N)? Mom said that I can play Minecraft with you.. hi, tom! But can I please play Minecraft with you now?” he came in and said as I was starting on the walls of my house.

I looked at Tommy and then back at George, asking that he could build my house with me. Tommy nodded excitedly as he waved back at George.

“Okay, but I am building a house right now. Do you want to help me finish it? We have a lot of materials that we could use for a cool house right next to Tommy´s.” I looked at George thinking that he would rather build away from Tommy and the wooden path.

“Can I also sit in your lab? I don’t want to get a chair? Oh, and do we have mushrooms so we can make it like a mushroom house? Or do you want to build a really normal house? I can do Redstone traps so no one can get to it and destroy it later!” he was just as excited at Tommy when he walked over to sit on my lab.

“Sure you can build a trap so it can protect our house! I was thinking about building a normal cottage that is seen in the woods sometimes. Or in a field, we could make a field around it to grow our own food!” I looked at Tommy and George as he started to build.

It took us a while but we did get to finish the whole house whilst also getting Tommy to change the scenery around and on top of his house.

After a while, my mother came in and went to get my brother back in bed so he could be alright the next morning. We decided to end stream after that and head to bed ourselves so we could get up early again the next day.

When I went to bring him to his room I noticed that his parents also were back from the trip that they went on.

We all went to go to bed and get up the next morning. IT was time for the Simons Family to get back home. I was a little sad seeing that I grew to like his presence in the palace.

“Well, I hope you had a good stay here and that you will like to visit again! Maybe next time I can come over to you or you come over to our actual house and not the palace that my great-grandma lives in.” I tried to explain as I was stumbling over my words.

“I am sure we can arrange that to happen. It was really fun to play games with you and walk around!” Tommy stated as he was hugging me for the last time, we then went to send them to the cab that would send them back to the train to their own home.

As soon as Tommy was back home he opened discord and wrote (Y/N) that they were safely home and that they could play games over the internet next.

Maybe playing a block game wasn´t a bad idea.

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I hope that it was okay, I have a lot of anxiety about this not being good enough but oh well.

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ok i am terribly curious: what is a frankendraft. i saw that term multiple times in ur atdao tag and i am full of Wondering over what it means

oh hell yeah, the frankendraft! that's not a term I've used in a while!

anyway this is gonna be a super jumbled long ramble post, I'm so sorry, I have a lot of trouble explaining things concisely dhgdjkghd

okay, so, it was...... TECHNICALLY invented as my own personal "outlining" method for ATDAO, and you will see why that is in quotation marks as this post goes on :P

so the official name for the frankendrafting technique was "outline first draft frankendocument" but this is a mouthful so it got shortened to simply "frankendraft"!

in short, a frankendraft is basically a very very VERY bare bones shitty first draft, except I couldn't call it A First Draft at the time lest I intimidate myself out of working on it. a frankendraft is basically writing every single thing that happens in a story from start to finish in the form of like

X does this. Y says this. this happens. then this happens. which makes X feel this particular way. then this happens. which makes this happen. etc etc etc

I cannot emphasise enough that this is NOT in brief dot point summary form. this is in chapters. this is the Full Fucking Story. here is an excerpt from the frankendraft to illustrate my point:

"Noa is hesitant to leave Alice alone, and feels it would be inconsiderate. Plus, she's worried about how the rest of the DII will receive this, whether they will view her as reckless and irresponsible. She goes to her car to get a blanket for Alice, and then searches her back seat to see if she has anything in the way of spare clothes for herself. She locates one of Tris's hoodies she has been procrastinating giving back to him because it's huge and comfy, and puts it on."

the whole thing is basically just like. stage directions. me explaining the story to myself. lmao. it's literally all the same level of bland and undescriptive and bare bones from start to finish. I've won NaNoWriMos with how lengthy the frankendraft is

now, the whole thing may seem kind of dumb and you may be like "so what is the benefit of that?", but here, hear me out, I had my reasons, yeah. and it's actually a KILLER technique if you're not quite a plotter and not quite a pantser and you're also an over-anxious perfectionist stresshead with brain fog and a complicated plot you need to wrangle into cooperation

it functioned as an elaborate trap I could lure my anxious perfectionist writer brain into where I unwittingly spin together a coherent draft without realising

but mostly, like, in hindsight, I was SCARED of writing so I'd freeze up, and the frankendraft was excellent for helping with that! interestingly, the frankendraft was an approach I needed to use for ATDAO, but not one I've needed for Rental Car which means I've definitely made progress on the perfectionism and fear side of things! :D

now, here we fuckin go, The Longer Explanation Of Benefits Of Frankendrafting -

so, story time, there was like a five year period where I was getting NOWHERE with any of my work, and I was grumbling about it when I had the following realisations

pantsing wasn't working for me because I'd freeze up and find it super daunting, I struggled with just Throwing Myself Into a scene right off the bat with no guidance. even if my brain knew exactly where the scene needed to go, I hit blocks. no thoughts head empty. plus, the plot of ATDAO had so many different threads going at once that trying to keep track of everything While Writing A Genuine Engaging Story was too much for my confused little brain 2 handle lmao

and at the time, writing was an extremely anxious act for me! lots of perfectionism, lots of stress, in the midst of relearning how to Have Fun Writing again, blank pages are intimidating, blah blah, usually I'd psych myself out so bad that my brain stopped completely

so I thought to myself, "hey, if you're struggling to keep track of what you need to be doing and all the stress is too much at once, you probably need an outline!"

but traditional outlines don't work great for me either, see, 'cause I struggle to condense things and figure out what the Important Key Points are that I should be putting in my summaries and dot points. outlining that way feels restrictive, it doesn't express what I need it to, it doesn't help me at all when it comes to actually knowing what I need to do in a scene

'cause like, in my outline, the scene is just a brief description of what's happening, but there's so much OTHER stuff I need to keep track of, like. how does this scene progress, what are the feelings, what other plot elements are at play, where am I at with symbolism, characterisation, what's the dialogue like, what parts of the mystery are at play here

a lot needs to happen in a scene! and without having it ALL laid out for me I'd still hit blocks

so then I was like. "what if instead of either trying to write a full story right off the bat OR trying to fit the jumble of garbage inside my brain into a Nice Neat Outline while trying to make said outline resemble my plot in a way that actually helps me know what to write..... what if I just included literally as much detail as possible in my outline. what if I just included All Of It"

so I did!

I just started typing up descriptions of what happens in the scene line by line. here's an action! here's a symbolism! here's a dialogue! feelings! another action! telling the story without bothering to make it a Story, without descriptions and prose and whatever. just straight facts. not bothering to make it sound nice

Me Explaining The Story To Myself. me telling myself line by line what I need to do

and this worked FANTASTICALLY. I was coming up with fresh ideas, I wasn't scared, I was having important plot realisations, things were coming together and making sense in a way they hadn't for years c: I was finding ways to join scenes that were previously just floating and disconnected together into a coherent narrative, without the stress of "oh fuck I'm writing a story"

(and it WAS stress at the time, writing a story. I had a very dicey relationship with creative writing for several years)

but anyway yeah...... I could just trick myself into writing a first draft without ever acknowledging I'm writing a first draft

anyway this was also great for me because my two favourite parts of the writing process are 1. taking shitty words that already exist and transforming them and building on them to create something better, and 2. editing and revision. I realise now these are arguably the same thing at times

building and editing, these are my jams. I love taking some garbage and tweaking it and transforming it and finding better ways to describe things and swapping stuff round till it clicks

I could just go through an entire frankendraft like "I'm creating a hyperspecific outline, not a first draft" and then when I finished it I could be like "whew, a first draft, now the hard part is done and I get to do the fun stuff I love!" which is editing, revising, building, transforming this bare bones mess into something genuinely lovely

"but logan doesn't that take away from the mystery and fun of writing??? if you're so specific with your outline, isn't that boring??"

nope! it wasn't for me! I still got all the fun stuff, I just got it in a different way! I simply couldn't do the fun stuff and learning and discovery while I was ALSO trying to, like....... write a story, with style and description and finesse and drama and good words

plus, the most inspiring thing for me was not the Mystery and Adventure of writing (which, again, I still did get), it was my brain being free enough to just relax and write. which is why possessing a frankendraft that just directed me exactly EXACTLY where I needed to go was so freeing and wonderful!

anyway so that was The Frankendraft

long unnecessarily wordy explanation

it's a first draft! it's an outline! it saved my fuckin ass more times than I can count

it served its purpose and I haven't needed to use the technique recently! yeehaw

thanks for coming to my ted talk

#!! :D

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spade-snax · 3 years ago

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Alright! Here goes my Bugsnax Grumpus last name headcanon!

(This ended up being way longer than I thought it would've been, oh god-)

I think we all can agree that the headcanon where a Grumpus child has their parent's combined last names as their own last name is a very common headcanon people share. It's a good one! Even I like it a lot. And when applied to OCs or fankids it makes for some hilarious names.

It'd make sense in-canon and I feel like it gives the Grumpus world more depth as their own little tradition. (Honestly give me ANY culture/tradition headcanon for Grumpuses PLEASE THOSE ARE MY FAVORITEEEE I even had one for teeth a while ago that I may share publicly one day!!)

But I've been thinking about this, especially because of Cromdo and my own OCs - Neddy and Rason Honeyfidget. With Rason being Neddy's dad, if we only used this headcanon then Neddy shouldn't have this last name... Well, there's a lore reason why he doesnt and that is that his mother has died while he was still an egg, a while before hatching. Rason made him take on "Honeyfidget" only.

But that's just the backstory that got me thinking at the name traditions as a whole, so I'll try to avoid OC talk any further to make this friendlier for others who do not know about my OCs and are just interested in reading this headcanon.

Another headcanon I want to mention as I apply it to my own is the headcanon that Triffany changed her last name to Bronica's last name as a way to honor her. You can definitely change your name to anything you want in the Grumpus world, but changing your last name to a relative's like your grandparent's last name is possibly quite common!

And now I want to bring up Cromdo and the fact he is divorced. It has been confirmed that Cromdo is divorced and that his name may reflect that. (Though originally it was answered in the AMA that "Cromdo Face" just sounded funny at first and that it is possible that he did loose a half of his last name this way!)

Also I want to say that he wasn't abusive to the child mentioned! I remember there was a small confusion and drama about that. And I believe one of the devs on the YH discord mentioned that the 1# tie was a reference to Octodad. I do not remember if that confirmed that he is a father or if this answer by Sage was possibly wrong. He cannot see the child because he lost custody of them and lost in court. I do not have screenshot evidence of this. On a side-note I believe this could be one of the reasons he grew to be so money hungry. He didn't have enough money back then to keep his child. Again I want to say it could be ONE of the reasons and not the exact reason why he is this way.

This is more so of an ramble about my headcanon and what I want to say rather than some comprehensive thing, I am so sorry dfwergeg it's just how I write and explain things and I gotta mention it ALL (Great addition to "Guzma, your ADHD is showing")

Anyways, back on track with my HC.

But in this/my headcanon - Cromdo is divorced, he has had a child, and lost a part of his last name because of the divorce. I do not know how human marriage last name and stuff works properly so uh, see this as just speculation about a fictional species' culture rather than a carbon copy of our own. Which it clearly isn't LOL

I personally think that you can do multiple things with your last name when you get married! (And how it can affect the child's last name!)

Let's use Chandlo and Snorpy as examples, because I think they make great last name combinations. (And Snorplo is HELLA !!/pos)

- You can change your last name to your partner's last name, like we do commonly. (At least, with all the cultures I'm aware of and how marriage works for us.) Examples: Snorpy Funkbun, Chandlo Fizzlebean

(This one isn't very common to do!)

- You can change one half of your last name to a half from your partner's last name. Examples: Snorpy/Chandlo Funkbun/Fizzlebun

(Not as common either, but it still happens. It is actually more common than the first example. This was the case for Cromdo. I'll get back to this later. Grumps usually reserve this for their childen, which is the most common way of naming your children!)

- You keep your last name after marriage! Example: Snorpy Fizzlebean. Chandlo Funkbun. Canon examples would be Wambus and Triffany as well!

(Most common one to do as many wear their last names with pride or for other reasons - such as Trifanny when she changed her last name to Bronica's last name in this headcanon.)

Before we get to the kids again, I'm gonna go back to Cromdo and what can happen during divorce.

During divorce you can simply change your name back if you changed it, or keep the last name you took from your partner. Many simply change their last names back to what they were originally. Some, if they went by the half/half method, take away the half from their ex-partner only. This leaves some Grumpuses with one worded last names, such as Cromdo.

I think he changed a half of his last name during marriage. After the divorce, he didn't want to "wear" his partner's name anymore and changed his name to Cromdo Face only as Face was a part of his last name he was given at birth. This is most often the default for Grumpuses who have been divorced and took only half of their partner's last name.

If Cromdo - (or any Grumpus with a one-word last name! There's certainly rare cases of Grumpuses who have one word that didn't go through divorce. Possibly Grumpuses with bad attachment to one of their parents - so they change or remove that half of the last name they got from said parent. If their last name was a combination.) - were to re-marry he could take one half of his new partner's last name, or not change his name at all.

I want to get onto how naming a child would work with this situation, so I will talk about ways of naming children before I get back to this! And by naming I of course mean the last names only, lol.

(One rule is that, unless you change your name later in real life for any reason, it's gonna have to be one of these otherwise! Your Grump parent cannot make you up a new last name. It is just a part of the tradition they have. Though re-naming isn't looked upon in any way by the majority of Grumpuses as there are many reasons to do so!! Unless you're a jerk or you value your last name TOO much.) (Also when I say "you" I don't mean YOU as the reader literally. I mean a hypothetical Grumpus child!! It's just how I like wording things.

(...I've been writing for almost an hour, brain scrampled eg)

- Your last name is the combined name of your parent's last names. Examples: Fizzlebun, Funkbean

(VERY COMMON! Most Grumpuses will do this when first naming their child!)

- Your keep one of your parent's last name! Fizzlebean or Funkbun.

(This all works if you have multiple parents btw! Can make for SUPER crazy long and funny last names. This *all* applies to marriage, too! I hope it is easily applicable. I do not want to go in depth on that. Feel free to hit me an ask about this if you want me to explain it more in depth!! I wouldn't want to exclude polyamorous relationships ^^ )

(Also yes, last names that are just the same word repeated twice/multiple times are possible too. Fizzlefizzle, Funkfunk... How fun are these to say? Gives me Grumpus OC name ideas already.)

But yes! Back to Cromdo! Or any Grumpus in the same situation, but as I've stater earlier, Cromdo is just an example here. If he were to re-marry and NOT change his name, there's two posibilities:

His new partner has a full last name.

In this situation, if they have a child they can keep the full last name from Cromdo's partner. Or they can have one word from his partner + Face. For reasons stated below the child cannot have "Face" as their only last name.

His new partner has a one-worded, short last name like he does.

In this situation, if they have a child they have to name it a combination of their last name's. No exception. Having a short last name is a sign of something happening in your life, and it is traditionally not put onto a child, unless they are adopted with no last name. That still counts as something that happened in their life, as their birth parents possibly just gave them away with no care in the world.

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At this point I am almost completely off track, so please do ask me questions as I am not sure where I completely left off - Or rather if there is something I forgot that I wanted to mention.

By the way, for combining last names and such, you can also mis-match! Doesn't even have to be combinations. This applies to everything, even for (Full last name + one-word last names) where it makes sense the most. Examples: Beanfizzle, Bunfunk, Bunbean, Bunfizzle, Beanbun, Beanfunk. I'm personally a big fan of Bunfunk and Beanbun :P)

And this applies to siblings, too! It isn't uncommon for parents naming their children mis-matched last name combinations if they have multiple ones. (This ties into my headcanon for Filbo's many siblings and that he isn't a single child. He's in a big household and has at least 2 siblings. ONE OF WHICH I want to make into an OC! This requires me to make the parents, too, but I am not so bothered about that :P)

I'm out for now, all my brain power has left me a few paragraphs ago and I've got to go eat lunch

But again I encourage people to ask me questions (If anyone was brave enough to read through this!!)

And if I got anything wrong, do let me know! I am not all-knowing and I could've missed some VERY OBVIOUS mistakes.

And sorry if the writing is wonky at times! Sometimes it is done on purpose but sometimes the fact I only pretend I know how to write + the fact English is my second language IS SHOWING

(Also I sometimes just write how I think, without much thought put into the sentence if I don't proof read, so HSDFWERGRGT)

#bugsnax #longpost #long post #long #bugsnax hc #bugsnax headcanons #bugsnax headcanon #i wanna make sure i tag this right edfwerg #brain scrampled eg.....

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bleh-bleh-blehs · 4 years ago

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Paps and Cafes [T.H x Reader]

A/N- so hey I am back with my shitty fics. This is low-key based on my friend’s life and thanks to her for letting me write it down (only she knows what is the truth and what’s not). Anyways feel free to ignore:)

Summary- Is there any difference between being stressed at home than being stress at a cafe? Yes there is. You can put a show for others but in your case a certain someone came in for your aid.

Warning- None

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Life was not easy. Not as easy as you thought it would be. No one prepared you for the taxes, rent and bills. And literally no one told you how hard doing a job can be. Your salary was nothing compared to the hard work you did; the stress you took.

You had no fun at all. Either you were too tired to go out and have a night out with your friends or you did extra office work for a bonus. Just like now. You are sitting in an outdoor cafe doing your office’s work when you could have been enjoying this weekend by relaxing.

Why were you here?

Because you thought that it would be a good idea. You thought that it would refresh your mind, better than stupid small aparment. But guess what it wasn’t.

You were still stressed. The people around were either on a date or were with their friends or family. Practically radiating good vibes. You tried not to stare at them but the task in our hand almost made you cry.

Reaching out for the file beside the plate of donut; accidentally knocking the plate over. But you were too overwhelmed to care. Tightly clutching the file, tears of frustration evident in your eyes. It was getting too much now.

“Come on Tess. We don't eat food off the floor. I am really sorry for your donut. Do you want me to buy you a new one?” the person asked.

Looking up you saw a man wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap with hoodie on. You simply nodded your head in a no, wiping some tears away. “It’s okay. I don’t mind at all.” you gave a weak smile. Honestly you have lost your appetite. You just eat because it is necessary.

“Can I ask if it was a chocolate donut? The man asked.

“No, it was a plain one.” the man took the seat in front of you, taking off his glasses. “I know that this is none of my business but are you okay?”

“Would you believe me if i said that I am.”

“No. I just know that you are stressed because look at your table. All this stuff is giving me a headache so…. I think you should just wrap it up to clear your mind. And I don't wanna hear any excuse. okay? ” he didn’t press the matter further. He definitely doesn’t know what is going on in your life. All he knows is that he isn’t gonna leave you like this.

You wanted to argue but it is not like anyone is this friendly to you on a daily basis. And a little walk wouldn’t harm.

“You know what you should quit that job. I mean you don’t deserve being treated like that” tom said as he took the last bite of his ice cream. You still couldn’t believe that Tom Holland,the famous and successful actor, the heartthrob of almost all of the girls was talking to you.

He listened to you rant about your almost pathetic life and even bought you your favourite ice cream.

You were of course shocked when you realised who he was despite him telling that he is a normal person like everyone else. He also squeezed your hand to reassure you that this is not a dream; that he is actually here.

Both of you talked about your lives, likes and dislikes, hobbies. Only the basic stuff. You told him about your low salary job, your evil boss and your not so friendly coworkers. Your love life which was near to extinction. And about your parents who desperately wanted you to get settled.

“It’s not that easy Tom. I am looking for another job but I don’t know when I will find one. At least this job pays enough for food and shelter.” you told him or more like convinced yourself.

Silence fell between you both until Tessa whimpered. She was obviously tired from the long walk and it was getting cold and windy as the sun started to set. “I guess this is where we part.” you said softly. Praying that this moment never ends. But of course that was not gonna happen.

“Yeah.” he gave you a soft smile. And you were sure that you were giving the heart eyes. Making a fool of yourself as usual.

“Oww!”

“What? What happened?”

“I got something in my eye.” you were hopelessly trying to get whatever the hell was in your eye out. “Wait a moment. Let me see.” Tom’s large hands cup your face while you get a hold on his arms out of instinct.

“Ow! Ow! Ow!” it felt weird as his finger touched your eyeball. “Stop moving. You are making this harder than it already is!” you stopped fidgeting instantly.

“There you go.” Tom backed away from you as you tried to blink away the uneasy feeling. “Let’s walk you home shall we?” Tom said as he picked very tired Tessa from the ground and carried her as if she was a toddler.

“You don’t have to.” he just smiled. “I want to.” never in million years you thought that a top notch actor will walk you to your apartment.

“I am sorry if I am intruding but I can’t believe you are not dating somebody and you just gave up on your friends. Is your job really worth it?” he asked with genuine curiosity.

“I am single by my choice not because of my job. My last relationship didn’t end well. She cheated on me and my “friends” took her side except my coworker Andy. I have got trust issues since then.” you explained him.

“I am so sorry” he felt guilty to make you remember your relationship again.

“Don’t be. I did go on a date once; the guy gave me a judgy look as soon as I told him that I am a bisexual. I mean do nice people just stop existing or what?” you huffed in annoyance.

Meanwhile Tom was trying to process everything in his brain. He was actually starting to like you and was worried that you won’t feel the same way for him since you were into girls. But he heard word ‘bisexual’ his worries vanished. There is nothing stopping him from taking you on a date.

Tom was smiling to himself until he heard the shutter of the camera went off. That could be only one thing.

Paparazzi

Tom spotted two people not so far from them. Tessa tried to wiggle out of Tom’s arms but he didn’t let her. “Y/N hold my arm and keep up with my pace. The paps are here.” you immediately started to look up for them.

“No Y/N don’t look for them!” Tom whisper yelled.

The two of you walked as fast as you could. Taking the subway to go to your house. You and Tom stood close to each other, completely aware that someone recognised Tom and snuck some pictures of you both.

Tessa whimpered again and again; the poor baby was too uncomfortable. You scratched her head to soothe her as she laid her head on Tom’s shoulder. While Tom was giving you heart eyes.

You sighed in relief as you reached your apartment. The whole day has been a roller coaster ride for you. Tom and Tessa followed you behind you. Tessa quickly jumped on your couch, closing her eyes, trying to get some rest.

“Do you want something to eat or drink?” you asked Tom. “No I am fine.” Tom said as he took a seat beside Tessa.

“I didn’t really get to enjoy that cafe though.” Tom wondered out loud. “Don’t worry, there many more cafes in the neighbourhood. You can visit them sometime.” You were walking around your apartment, trying to clean it as much as you could. It’s not like you are visited by a celebrity daily.

“I don’t know, maybe you can show me around sometime?” you freezed at your spot. Was Tom Holland asking you on a date. You were freaking out. You are just imagining things right?

“Do you agree with me, darling?” he smirked. How dare him to say that! “It’s alright if you don’t. I mean I totally understand if you don’t want to. I am so sorry because of the paps. I didn’t know that they would find us. I am so sorry Y/N.” he started to ramble. Becoming that adorable sweet bean instantly.

“Oh my god Tom it’s alright. Not the Paparazzi part but I am grateful that Tessa ate my donut and that relieved my stress. I really needed someone like you. I don’t know what we can do about paps, they will just give more stress. But I felt better when you were with me.” Tom gave you that million dollar smile that everybody dies on.

“I wanna kiss you so bad right now.” he confessed.

“What’s stopping you then.”

“No, not before I take you on an actual date.” he grinded. “Which cafe do you want to show me first, Donut?”

“Donut?” you asked him while trying to control your laugh. “Yes donut. What’s so wrong with donut. It’s my nickname for you.” your smile became more wide than before.

“Then what do you want me to call you? Ice cream?”

“Yes?” he gave you a puzzled look. Not sure if he wanted to be called ‘ice cream’. And a thought came to your mind. “You don’t have any problem with me being bisexual?” you asked him. “Why would I? I mean it's not my place to judge or have a problem with it, now is it?” you smiled at his answer, already falling hard for this man.

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electro-kins · 3 years ago

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Could I get a kin match up with Danganronpa, TBHK, bungou stray dogs?

- I’m fun and one of the loudest people in my friend group, but outside of it my usual quiet. I’m not shy or anything, I just don’t have anything to say to them… actually I get kind of nervous when I speak to outside people because I’m scared I’ll go on a big talking spree.

- I guess going back to the talking spree, I love talking about my interest!! Not in a rude way or anything, I just need someone to talk about the shows I’m watching or about movies. It could be anything from character development and designs to movie lighting or how they built up one scene in an amazing way!

- I hate texting because I write at least two small paragraphs as a response. Why is this bad? Well I get anxious whenever people type back with one 3-4 words as a response to me because I think I weirded them out.

- I have a crying problem. Anything could set me off. I gotten better at holding it together, but it’s still nothing special. It’s been happening since I was young, at the time being the worst. I finally snapped in year 4 where I just didn’t give a bloody damn about anyone outside what I considered my friend group, that’s the year I remember I didn’t cry that much.

- Okay more lighter notes, I love to write and take lead in different situations (where I most need to, I don’t do it most of the time). I also love drawing!

- Idk if this is needed, but my type has always been brown hair/brown eyes idiot. But I have some exceptions.

- I really love swimming! I hate doing it competitively, but I don’t mind doing a couple laps. Fave is mix between backstroke, freestyle and butterfly. I can’t do breaststroke for the god damn life of me.

- I’m not mean in anyway, but because it’s common in my family I tend to say some things on accident that could someone’s feelings… or on purpose. But overall I’m known as a kind person. I get along with most people (boys and girls and other) and I’m considered a friend in each of those friend groups. But I’ve made friend-enemy’s by this, I still get along with them but… it could be better.

- Sorry is my favourite word. I say it way to much. To myself, to items I’ve dropped or to items other people dropped that I was in the range of.

- I’m the tallest girl in my class and the 4 tallest altogether in my class! I’ve always been tall, so I usually crack jokes about it to my shorter friends.

Sorry if it’s to long or you need other information! This is usually my standard for kin things.

-🌸

you kin...

ANGIE, NENE AND ATSUSHI

hii, of course!! MY TUMBLR CRASHED after i had written the whole thing and it didn't save :;(∩´﹏`∩);: part two!! angie and nene share the same artistic hobbies like drawing <33 nene and atsushi also have a big heart, apologizing and crying at the slightest inconveniences. despite that, all of these characters get along with pretty much anyone!! based off angie's design i just know she'd love to swim (๑>◡<๑) she would ramble the most out of the three too. i hope you're happy with the results, i apologize if this sounds weird put together LMAOO i tried remembering everything i said the first time *\(^o^)/* tysm for the request cutie!! /p

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bigteefsmallbrain · 3 years ago

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MORE SOULMATE AU HEADCANONS

Someone called the first set cute and I am unbelievably determined to make their goddamn day/night now, also, just realized you could get around the talking barrier with your soulmate if you direct your speaking at yourself, though I imagine that would be quite hard without a lot of focus or practice, so I’m implementing that in this set, hope you enjoy!!

WARNING: For Midoriya Izuku - Mentions of past fish death; For Umino Iruka - Mentions of his parents passing; and For Erza Scarlet - Death, the Tenrou island incident, signs of depression and loss of a loved one [It turns happy though]

SOULMATE AU HEADCANONS FOR: Izuku Midoriya, Iruka Umino, Erza Scarlet

Izuku Midoriya

Welcome to your own personal hero encyclopedia

Literally your best friend when it comes to quizzes and homework

If you so much as mutter to yourself a question

He is mumbling to himself the answer and all the steps to solve it

Brain = Autopilot

He doesn’t even consider that you might have been rhetorical

Or that you might be taking a quiz

Soulmate asked a question and he’d rather die than not mutter the answer to himself under his breath so his soulmate can hear

He’s your worst enemy sometimes too though

Trying to sleep? Nah, listen to him fanboy over a hero documentary instead

Trying to have a little you time? Funny joke, you’re learning about All Might now

You now know the weirdest facts about heroes

And events that most teachers don’t know about

May I suggest a heroics history teaching job?

Unfortunately, you also have to listen to his crying

I don’t mean it in a bad way

But you have no way to comfort him

Literally all you want to do is give him a hug and comfort him

But all you can do is say comforting words to yourself

Hoping he’ll hear them over his broken, heart wrenching sobs

But don’t worry, he does, he hears everything you say to yourself

He has a notebook dedicated to you and o n l y you

He nearly ripped Bakugo’s head off when the blonde accidentally burnt it’s pages when they were younger

Yeah, fun times [Bakugo double checked that it was the h e r o notebook and not the s o u l m a t e notebook when he burnt it in middle school, never again would he risk hearing his last name be spit venomously from the green haired males mouth]

He writes down anything he deems memorable [AKA nearly everything] that you say

He notes things you have difficulty towards academically and makes sure to break it down and read the now less complex version aloud in hopes he’s helped you

He has, he’s probably the main reason you’re in the top 5 academically

But also he loves hearing your meaningless rambles

You have scared him a few times

“Wait, is he dead? Oh no! Please don’t tell me he’s dead!”

w h a t

“I don’t think I can handle mom crying over another fish.”

Oh, just a fish, thank All Might, he nearly went into cardiac arrest

They brighten his day, and he can’t wait to meet you and tell you just how thankful he is that you’re his soulmate

Just like you can’t wait to hit him upside the head for all the sleepless nights he’s caused with his fanboy behavior

Okay, but when you do meet, you immediately ask for Bakugo

You give zero fucks about possibly being expelled/sent to prison

Hell hath no fury like you who had to listen to their soulmates broken cries over the blondes treatment for years

And Izuku can only hold you back for so long

He definitely wants to see your quirk in action when you meet

And when demonstrating he’s mumbling all the uses and possible ideas

While also complimenting you and how amazing you are

He doesn’t even notice he’s doing it

If you do it back, he WILL blue screen

Midoriya Izuku.exe has stopped working

He literally freezes on the spot

Iruka Umino

Oh do we love our dear teacher

Maybe a little too much

But we don’t talk about that

IRUKA IS THE TYPE TO MUTTER A SWEET SOFT “Good morning my soulmate” TO HIMSELF EVERY DAY AS HE WAKES UP SO YOU CAN HEAR IT AND YOU CAN’T CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE

He will also say other things, like “I made pancakes for breakfast, I wish you were here to enjoy them”

And call you sweet pet names like “Dear” “Darling” “Honey” etc. and when he’s feeling especially corny “Snookums” or something really out there when he feels like you need a good laugh like “Cookie Cutter”

No, I'm serious, if he thinks you’re sad, he w i l l say “Hey there, how’s my little cookie cutter?” to himself in a half joking tone in hopes of brightening your day

You can pry this headcanon from my cold, dead hands

He loves it if you mutter responses to yourself for him to hear in return

His heart will melt the moment he hears you say “Good morning” back, or if you mention wanting to cook for him

He also loves it if you give lesson plan advice to him

Like, he’ll be muttering about the best way to teach his class how to throw shuriken and your voice will pop up in his head with friendly advice

Makes him wonder if you’re a teacher too, or if you’re planning to become one

Secretly hopes you’re planning to become a teaching aid, because A) Work and soulmate at the same time? Yes please, and B) Kami knows he needs help with his rowdy class

If you are, he’s sure to be over the moon when he finds out

In his younger days, before teaching, he definitely went on missions and looked for you when he could

Like, yes, the mission is important, but finding the owner to the beautiful voice in his head is ALSO important

He’d usually finish the mission and stay an extra one or two days looking for you

It didn’t really cross his mind till later that you could be in the Leaf Village, since he figured he would have already found you if he did

Till he saw people older than him who grew up in the village only just finding out they were soulmates

He went on less out of village missions after that

Till eventually he decided to become a teacher

When I tell you this man melts when you talk

I mean he MELTS

He loves your voice so much

It helped him through his parents deaths

Helped him when he felt at his lowest points

You’ve done so much for him, and he’s so thankful, he’s fallen so deeply in love with you and you haven’t properly met yet!

He still wants to marry you on the spot though

It’s not a strange sight to see him browsing rings

Or thinking of how he’d propose

You’ll never let him know that he’s unconsciously spoken out loud about it a few times

Not until you meet, then you’ll mention it

And never let him live it down

“You know, I’ve heard you say you wanted to marry me on the spot, is that still on the menu or…?”

Yeah, when you first meet each other, that’s the first thing that pops out of your mouth

And it has his face burning red

He’s stumbling through his words, trying to convey that yes, he would like to marry you, but he needs your ring size first to go buy the ring

Trust me, this man has made enough trips to know what ring, he just needs the size

Then he’ll be down on one knee quicker that Shisui’s Shunshin no Jutsu

The fact that you seem okay with it also seals the deal for him

He’s so ecstatic when you meet each other

He feels like he could take on Madara one v one and win

He’s so unbelievably happy

Like he’s convincing you to take a photo so he can frame it on his desk and always remember happy

He’s so cute and blushy about it too

Rambles about never wanting to forget the best day of his life so far

“So far?” “Well, yeah, I imagine marrying you will take the spot soon”

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THIS BOY WILL MAKE YOUR HEART SWOON!!!

He’s so giddy about introducing you to his class too

Especially Naruto

[Mostly Naruto]

He’s showing you off and preening at the congratulations his class gives

And later on introducing you to Naruto personally

As much as he loves his class, he adores Naruto, and really hopes you both get along well

And you do

And it was the worst mistake of Iruka's life

[or best as both you and Naruto often correct him]

Honestly you probably convinced him to at least bring up the possibility of Adoption to Naruto

Which has Naruto howling in excitement and agreeableness

The boy looks up to him and they both have such a father/son dynamic, let me have this dammit

[Also, being able to get Naruto to be the ring bearer/flower boy? P r i c e l e s s]

He loves his family, so very much

And is so thankful that you convinced him to adopt Naruto

The man has been debating on if Naruto would want to be his son or not for ages, you can NOT tell me otherwise

You also can’t tell me Naruto wouldn’t jump at the chance to have Iruka as his father

Erza Scarlet

She’s so eager to find you

She’s spent so long perfecting the art of speaking to you despite the barrier

And she’s always so responsive to you

Always talking about the adventures she's had

What she wants to do with you when you find each other

And she’s always so happy when you do the same

She’s always been responsive with you, even though the beginning was a bit rough with communication

So when she suddenly goes radio silent, it scares you, it hurts when you come to the realization that she’s dead

She can hear you, even in her deep sleep on Tenrou Island

And it’s heartbreaking

Your cries

The endless broken sobs

“I’m so sorry I never got to meet you” No, I’m still here!

“Hey soulmate wha- oh, right, you’re..” I’m not dead! I promise I’ll be there soon!

To say the least, it’s a long 7 years

And you never did get over your soulmates tragic death

Though you did find out who she might have been

Hurts more knowing how she passed on though

She always spoke of her guild, Fairy Tail, and you had been saving up enough jewels to go there, in hopes of finding her

You know she must have been on Tenrou when it fell

And by deductive evidence, it must have been the S class wizard

Erza Scarlet, you’re soulmate

Dead, soulmate

You joined not long after the news had spread

Figured it might help with the ache

It didn’t

But you grew to love the guild anyways

They welcomed you as family

Because to them, you already were

Erza spoke so highly of you

Always talking about how amazing her soulmate was, and everything she wanted to do with them when they met

And it was because of that you were able to deduce that she is your soulmate

Was, your soulmate

It wasn’t an odd sight to see you crying when the Tenrou group was brought up

Or after a particular rough beating from the Twilight Ogre guild

They watched you slowly fall apart when you tried speaking to her

Helped put you back together when you remembered she wasn’t on the other side

And eventually you began healing

Never getting over her or forgetting her

You could never forget her

And broke down just thinking about trying to find another

You took to talking to her in hopes she could still hear you in the afterlife

Talk about your day

How the guild is doing

If there was a particularly rough beating from the other guild

It hurt, much worse than when you forgot that she wasn’t there

But you carried on, believing that if she could hear you, she’d want to know

She adores that about you, your will to carry on, even though it hurts

And she’s sure to leave nothing but corpses in Twilight Ogre for all the years of torment

When Blue Pegasus found remains of the Island, no one stopped you from boarding the ship

They knew you needed this, more than the rest of them

You needed to know if she was really gone or not

And when you caught sight of scarlet red hair

You wept

She’s here

She’s alive

She turned the moment she heard your voice weekly call for her

To say your first meeting was filled with tears would be an understatement

You were attached by the hip from that point on

Not that either of you were complaining

Erza was especially ecstatic to have you by her side finally

After all, she had 7 years to make up for

And you can show her where Twilight Ogre is

The Master and Mira didn’t question why she was especially rough with a select few members

I Hope you enjoyed reading this set of Soulmate AU HC’s! If you would like to see any specific characters, don’t be afraid to leave a comment or submit an ask! If it’s a character I’m not familiar with, I’ll do my best to learn about them!!

P.S. I nearly killed Reader-chan off in Erza’s (:

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slip of the tongue

pairing: todoroki x bilingual! reader

request: Hi, I want to request a scenario for Todoroki. It’s about a reader who is actually his gf, but she talks portuguese as maternal language. When she got nervous, she start to panic in Portuguese, and she’s nervous to meet Shoto’s mom. How he will help her( something like that). I hope you like this idea. 🇧🇷🇧🇷✌🏻✌🏻

hero name: @todoroki-vivian

a/n: hi, lovely! omg yes, you can aboslutely have a todoroki request, i adore this boy. and i loved this idea so much! it was so darn cute. as someone of mixed race who grew up with a heavily hispanic family i think it’s always fun to imagine bringing home one of the bnha boys/girls. seeing how they’d react to be introduced to the sort of music, food, and p a r t i e s that i grew up with. i’d be completely useless teaching them any g o o d spanish though cause my mother never taught me when i was a kid :’). i only know a couple of phrases and the bad words lol. i don’t touch on any of that here because i’m not too familiar with portuguese culture and i don’t want to offend anyone by getting something wrong because i am uneducated on the subjectttt. there’s only like two words of real portuguese in here and they are from google translate because i wasn’t sure what the difference was between the spanish pronunciation and the portuguese pronunciation. OKAY after that whole thing i hope you enjoy this little scenario, i had a lot of fun writing it and it was super duper cute. thanks for requesting baby hero!

word count: 1,717

warnings: none! this is all fluff :)

Your knee bounced with the subtle rocking of the train cart, heel occasionally tapping against the floor when the wheels ran over a bump in the tracks. No matter how hard you tried, no amount of slow deep breaths or mental reminders that everything would be fine, it would go well, would calm the ever growing bundle of nerves buzzing within the pit of your stomach. It crawled beneath your skin, flinching at the tips of your fingers which picked at the worn plastic seal of your seat, pinched at your bottom lip.

You watched the blur of winter barren trees whirl past the window, not really watching at all, thinking of every way not to mess up this very important day. This very, very important day on which absolutely nothing could go wrong because this was - it was his -

A comforting warmth pressed into your shoulder, calloused fingers wiggling their way through the gaps between yours, bringing a halt to your incessant fidgeting. Striking blue and grey find your gaze, softened by the unspoken question of concern knotting his brows.

What’s wrong?

“I’m just - It’s dumb, really,” you laugh softly, able to recognize how terribly ridiculous you would sound now that the words sit at the front of your mind. “I’m just overthinking things. I’m okay.” For extra reassurance, you give his hand a small squeeze, offering a smile.

Your boyfriend doesn’t seem to buy it.

“You’re not okay if something’s worrying you,” Todoroki says, head dipping to catch your eyes as you try to look away to hide your apprehension. “It might help if you talk about it.”

Bottom lip caught between your teeth once again, a soft sigh blows through nose, and you lean further into his shoulder, grateful for the gentle heat that bleeds through your jacket sleeve, soothing your nerves. You drop your attention to the spot where your fingers are now intertwined sitting atop his thigh, his thumb tracing over the ridges of your knuckles, saying he’s content to wait for as long as you need.

Well, at least until the arrival of your last stop where you would inevitably have to step off the train and face the anxiety tearing through your head.

It’ll be fine, stop worrying so much. It’ll be fine, it will be fine, it will be -

“What if she doesn’t like me?” You blurt suddenly, cheeks flushing in embarrassment as the eyes of a few curious strangers flicker over to you. Your face sinks further into the protective cocoon of your scarf.

His thumb pauses briefly before picking up its mindless pattern again. “What do you - ?”

“I - I mean, what if I say something wrong and end up sounding really stupid in front of her.” And the dam came crumbling down. “Your mother. The - like - the most important person in your life! I’d end up making a fool of myself in front of the most important person in your life. Then she might think ‘what’s Shoto even see in her? he could do so much better’. Which, you could, by the way. You could do worlds better but you’ve settled for me and sometimes I don’t really get it because - well - I’m me - “

“I don’t see a problem with that. I like you for you and if you are what settling is then I will gladly never settle anywhere else.”

“But what if she - “ your fingers tighten around him at the thought “- what if she doesn’t think I’m good enough for you? What if she thinks we should break up because she thinks I’m rude and annoying and uneducated?”

“Uhm. . . Y/n.”

“What if she thinks I’m a bad influence on you? I don’t want to make her hate me forever, that would be the worst feeling ever because I know she means so much to you.”

“Y/n. . .”

“That would just put so much strain on our relationship and I wouldn’t want you to feel guilty about what happened, ever. You don’t deserve that. You deserve so much better than that, Sho. I just - “

“Meu Amor.”

The name strikes a chord in your throat, catching you breathless, butterflies swooping in to replace the recoiling knot in your stomach. You whip your head around to find the corners of Todoroki’s lips pulling up in a small fond smile, eyes light with amusement. To begin with, Todoroki wasn’t big on pet names, preferring to use your given name, claiming it was sweeter than any silly nickname could be. Though throughout the seven and a half months you two had been together, he had referred to you with the occasional ‘love’ or ‘hon’. However, the number of times he had used that name could be counted on one hand.

Three. It was three times including right now.

He asked you how to say it while you were teaching him random phrases, goofing around in the middle of what was supposed to be a study session, the question being enough to make your face burn. His pronunciation had been rocky the first time, mouth working awkwardly around the words, throwing you into a fit of flustered giggles that had him pouting adorably at you, mumbling not to make fun of him for trying. But, now? Now his near perfect pronunciation left you wondering how many times he had practiced by himself.

Meu Amor was the Portuguese phrase for My Love. His love. His love.

“Y-Yeah?” It’s at that very moment that realize you have slipped out of your usual Japanese tongue, rolling through the tumbling hill syllables of your maternal language. “Oh, s-sorry. I. . . I did the thing again,” you mutter, flipping back to Japanese.

Todoroki huffs a short laugh that makes your heart flutter pleasantly as the sound reverberates through your own chest. “It’s okay, I think I got the gist of what you were saying. It’s cute when you do that, anyway.” He says the last part softly, meant for himself. You press your cheeks further into your scarf, hiding your own shy smile.

Todoroki takes a minute to speak, gazing at the same window you were just a moment ago, lost in thought.

“Y/n,” he finally says. “Meu Amor, -” four times “- frankly, my mother could care less about who you are. I think you could introduce yourself as a high school drop out with a criminal record and her main concern would still be; do we make each other happy? Do you make me happy.”

You allow yourself to absorb the impact of his words.

“And. . . I make you happy?”

He shoots you an incredulous glance, then snorts when he sees you peaking earnestly above the edge of your scarf. “Irrevocably so. Do I make you happy?”

“It’s impossible for me to think about you without smiling.” You give him a bright cheeky grin when his cheeks flare with a noticeable shade of scarlet that crawls all the way up his neck to the tips of his ears.

“Good. Then that’s more than enough.” He squeezes your hand, pulling you closer into his side. “There isn’t a doubt in my mind that she won’t absolutely adore you the same way I do once she meets you. If she doesn’t already, of course.”

The statement piques your curiosity and you arch one brow at him. “What do you mean if she doesn’t already? Have you. . . Told her about me already -- In your letters to her?”

“I thought you already knew that,” Todoroki says, frowning in confusion. “She’s always asking about you and how you’re doing. I was pretty sure I mentioned it before.”

“What the heck? Shoto you’ve never told me that!”

“Oh.”

“So - So then she’s okay with us being together?”

“I think she’s more than okay with it,” he replies, his quiet smile returning. “It’s possible that she’s more excited than I am for you to meet her, which would be saying something.”

“That would have been nice to know before I rambled off the entire Portuguese dictionary to the whole train,” you grumble, rolling your eyes.

“Sorry,” he says, but it sounds like he’s trying to suppress another laugh. And you really can’t stay upset with him for long.

Rough fingertips push gently at the tips of yours to splay your palm out over his, pressing them together. Lightly you run your nails down the long runs of his fingers, memorizing every bump, scratch, and scar, sweeping your forefinger along the wrinkle of his lifeline, then across his heart line. This - the way you were touching him - may not seem like much at all to anyone else, but it was worth worlds to you. It had taken Todoroki months to comfortably hold your hand, even longer while in public, then some to kiss you for the first time. PDA wasn’t what bothered him (not entirely, at least), it was the displays of affection part. Because of the way he grew up, physical affection was a foreign concept, often leaving him lost and a mess of rigid limbs and awkward apologies. But now, he could easily seek your hand in the middle of a crowded train, or wrap his arm around you in the common room, or press a kiss to the top of your head before the start of class. To know that he had made an effort to open himself up to you, allowing you to see this side of him, the side he had only shared with his mother before, made your heart melt and your eyes swim.

Shoto was right, this was more than enough.

A calm voice announces the arrival of your stop and you two stand as passengers begin to climb off the train.

“Still nervous?” Todoroki asks, threading his fingers through yours once more now that you have both stepped into the morning rush, not wanting to lose you amongst the chaos.

Letting him guide you through the thick crowd, you smile softly, raising your conjoined hands to press your lips to the back of his.

This would always be more than enough.

“No, I think I’ll be okay now.”

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