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yoichichi · 4 years ago

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Their Favorite Place to Kiss You

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a/n: I just feel like they needed something sweet damnit :( i love them that’s all - my inbox is always open :)

characters: mikasa, armin, levi, hange, eren, connie, sasha, jean, zeke, & reiner

Mikasa

Your eyelids

Mikasa has always been on the more soft spoken side when it comes to intimacy, sometimes she finds it’s even hard to reach out and hold your hand. She often opts for brushing her knuckles against yours and just hopes you get the gist. But when you’re asleep it’s different. She gets to reach out and run her fingertips delicately across your face and it gives her the perfect opportunity to lean in and press feather light kisses to your closed eyes, and she always hopes her love is strong enough that her affection communicates into your dreams. Please give this shy angel all the love :,(((

Armin

Your cheek

It’s just the purest way for him to show you he’s listening and cares really :(! You’ll be on a date and he’s holding your hand and he’ll just lean on over and place a little smooch there while he’s got this little smile going on, before he tells you to continue with your story, “I’m listening sweetie.” It was also the way he hyped himself up to be more physical with you as the relationship progressed. Baby boy was a little nervous for your first kiss so he worked himself up to it by acting all sly and leaving the gentlest of gentlest kisses on your soft skin. He also loves kissing any birth marks or freckles you may have on your face, they just draw his attention so much and he finds them so cute he has to leave some sort of appreciation for them. And now, kissing your cheek/face has just become his favorite place to leave hellos and goodbyes. It’s even better when he can feel your cheeks get plump from the way you smile when he leaves a kiss.

Levi

Your hands

He has a nasty habit of overworking himself and pushing his body to the limits physically. Staying up late and depriving himself of sleep, hunching over a desk and straining his eyes from all the reading and work, getting frequent headaches from how strong his focus has been - usually meaning he’s forgotten to drink enough water that day. It all takes toll in his tired eyes and the sore muscles in his body, the ones most tense in his upper back. The only good that comes from this is how easy it makes it to strip him away from work if need be. Just running your hands up his back to knead at the muscle between his shoulders and neck has him sighing and closing his eyes, reaching a hand up to grab onto one of yours and place thankful kisses along your knuckles. Now you’ve successfully convinced him to lay in bed while you softly run your hands over his face and body, only stopping when he grabs them to place more kisses. He hopes it’s good enough at showing you how grateful he is for you in his life <3

Hange

Your forehead

They call you their little stroke of genius always and this just kind of seals the deal for them teehee. Whenever they get any kind of idea - good, bad, small, big, dangerous, you name it - they’re placing a kiss on your forehead and hollering before they run off to execute said idea. You have an idea and they’re praising you on how smart you are while they kiss you repeatedly there, kind of like they’re your older, invasive relative or something. It’s also their favorite way to greet you whether it’s them coming home or waking you up first thing in the morning. It’s just always the perfect blank space for them to lay their love on you and get your attention. And if you have a big forehead they’ll mention how it gives them more space to love up on hehehehehe <3

Eren

Your neck

Cuddly boy, cuddly boy! He loves bothering you and trying to get your attention, and he finds it’s the easiest when he has his face buried in your neck and leaving wet kisses there. He also finds it’s such a versatile place for affection. If he’s feeling clingy, he can come up from behind and wrap his arms around you while he whines into the crook of your neck demanding you pay attention to him by kissing or blowing raspberries there until you’re giggling and giving in. When he’s sleepy and cuddling he can stretch his face up to whisper into your neck about heading to bed and finalizing his wish with a soft peck - barely even a kiss. If he’s in a mood it’s certainly an easy place to convince you to join him. And if he’s just feeling soft - which is almost always - he has no problem in smiling into that spot between your neck and shoulder and giving little love bites or any form of attention there. He’s just a clingy boy and it’s the easiest way to get what he wants - and hide how red his face can get from you.

Connie

The top of your head

It’s a funny thing he’s started doing in passing moments that’s just made his days so much brighter. You two will be bustling about in the kitchen cooking dinner and when you pass by him he just has to grab the sides of your face and reach over to kiss the top of your head with an obnoxious mwah to top it off. Or if he’s dropping you off he obviously has to reach over the middle console to pull your head aggressively towards him to leave another silly kiss - he likes it even more when you act “annoyed” with him over it. But it isn’t always silly, he finds it a really good way to let you know he hasn’t forgotten about how sweet you are to him. You’ll be laying in his chest while you two watch a movie and he’ll lean down to leave a long and quiet kiss into your hair, reminding you of his fondness.

Sasha

Your lips

It’s such a simple but sweet place to kiss! Nothing makes her happier than leaning in and giving a quick peck before she’s off to her busy day, her nose usually bumping into yours cause she’s being a little too quick about it, but it never fails to make you all giddy when you feel her smile against your lips. It’s also her favorite time to kiss you after you’ve had something sweet. First she just wiped the corner of your mouth with her thumb to collect the sticky syrup that collected there from your breakfast a few minutes prior, sucking the sweetness from the finger and humming to herself. Next it was replaced with a simple kiss to the corner of your mouth or wherever you had yet to clean up a crumb - sometimes her tongue would innocently dart out to get a better taste. Finally it became just a regular sweet kiss, even happier than before, when she could still taste the honey in your mouth from the biscuits you’d made for lunch.

Jean

Your shoulders

He adores running his hands up and down your arms and it just goes so well with leaving a few light kisses at the top of your shoulders. He also feels like it’s such an intimate part of the body in that for him to place a kiss there means he’s physically close to you in a way he treasures immensely. Like when he embraces you in a long, warm hug for whatever reason, getting to bend down and leave a long sensual kiss placed there feels so serious to him, even if you’re ticklish and it has you giggling. There’s just something so serene for him when he’s able to feel that calm and close with you that he always finds himself compelled to lean over and even crane his neck to remind you how special you are to him with a shoulder kiss. What can I say, he just loves em!

Zeke

Your thighs

It seems like he’s ALWAYS passed out with his head in your lap. He says it’s not his fault but yours because you’re the one who always lets him rest his head there when he’s home from work, running your fingers through his hair. How is he supposed to stay awake when you’re doing that? And don’t get him started on how you run your thumb over his brow bone and down the bridge of his nose before going back up and starting again. It’s like you want him to take a nap on your thighs! Which you kinda do cause it’s the only time you get to see this mf relaxed and quiet in your presence if he’s not reading or doing some other nerd shit. He always makes sure to press sweet kisses to the tops of them when he wakes up, along with chuckling and tickling you with his scruff. He also likes to give you massages when you’re laying in bed which always somehow leads to him rubbing your calf’s while he closes his eyes and gently kisses the soft skin on your inner thighs. He’s just a sucker for em and you can’t tell me otherwise!

Reiner

Your back

Oh this guy :( He’s a chronic big spoon, no matter your size. It’s just always so soothing for you to be in his arms with his hands resting at your tummy, sometimes absentmindedly kneading the soft skin there as he falls asleep. But he never stays that way, he ends up naturally scooting down throughout the night so when he wakes up his face is nuzzled into the middle of your back with his arms wrapped even tighter around your midsection. You can always tell when he wakes up by the soft flutter of his eyelashes against your skin and the tightening squeeze on your torso, followed by soft open mouth kisses up your spine and all over your shoulder blades. Of course the way he whispers, “hi”, into your ear once he’s reached the top let’s you know, too.

this made me so unbelievably soft omfg. I just felt like we needed some soft content and I’ve been missing them :((( if you guys like this and would want it I can make a pt.2 with some characters I didnt include in this one :)! Jus lemme know if it’s something you guys would want! Anyways I hope you enjoy, I love talking to you in my inbox, and if you’d like to be on a taglist jus lemme know and I’ll happily oblige :)

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miss-conner3 · 3 years ago

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The Children

So let's talk about the kids, where do I start?

I'll do it top-down, so let's start with the first one:

1. Dishi or as I like to call him “the first”: Is 13 years old. He is the most responsible, marking a great contrast with MK, he is reserved and almost the voice of reason among his brothers. He's closer than anyone to receiving the top student award, but he's a bad cook. And although he lives with a very loving family, he has a problem accepting physical affection. He doesn't know why.

He seems to be the most aware of how difficult it is for MK to support them all while he's working and fighting. So he always finds a way to help when he's not home, which MK appreciates.

As a child, he once had the idea that he could be the successor to MK, but that idea vanished when he discovered that he could not hold the staff.

2. DingBang, self-nicknamed “DB”, or as I call him “the second”: Is 12 years old. He is a total gamer, almost an influencer if it weren't for the fact that they almost always have to confiscate his cell phone. He is a cunning boy who likes to play with the possibilities and see where they take him, even though they don't end well for the most part. He regularly messages Mei keeping her up to date on what's going on with the family, though more are sending each other memes.

Like the eldest, he can't lift the staff either, but he doesn't give a damn about this except when MK uses it to block the cabinet where he keeps his video games.

3. Hao or “the third”: Is 10 years old. He is a sweet and cuddly child on the inside, but on the outside, he is portrayed as a creepy child. He often comes out of the shadows startling everyone, speaks when no one expects him to, and occasionally plays some weird games. Of all his brothers, he is the one who, somehow, ends up more exposed to danger and has been kidnapped by demons more than once.

He finds everything to do with magic and the supernatural interesting and has come to learn how to make runes and some spells from his unsuspecting babysitter (Red Son).

Apart from all that, he is a very calm boy, of few words, who loves his family very much, although sometimes they do not understand him.

4. Mao or, you know, "the fourth": Is 8 years old. He is a very insecure and clingy boy. As a child, he was very pampered, and now that he has grown up he feels that sometimes he is not given enough attention. He clings to MK in every way he can think of, like a piece of gum, if he finds it, it sticks to him. This has caused him to develop a bad habit of "stealing".

At first, he only did it for attention, but over time it became almost natural to steal something from a room. Several times he had to be reprimanded by MK, but they rarely got anywhere. Not that he had a good example.

The relationship with his older brothers is slightly awkward, this is because he was more favored than them when he was little, so he always looks for a way to include himself in what any of them are doing. Although if he is honest, he prefers to spend his time with BaoBao, his younger sister, since he considers that being the minors they have to be united.

5. BaoBao, the golden girl, or as I call her "the fifth": She is 5 years old. She is a ray of sunshine, a girl full of energy and childhood dreams. Her favorite animal is the gorilla, she likes bean cake and her best friend is her stuffed monkey whom she called “Dóu” (according to the translator that is “little bean” in Chinese). She will cry when someone breaks a promise with her and she will become infatuated with always being right. She is the one that needs supervision the most because she doesn't know much about the world and often gets lost.

Also being MK's last baby, when the mother abandoned them, she had to be closely cared for by him. So for a time, she was present in some of her fights against the demons while being carried in a baby sling.

She barely remembers any of it, but there are photos and videos to prove it.

And this is all I have on them, for now.

Someday I'll draw a suitable drawing for them, I promise.

#lego monkie kid #monkie kid #oc #lego monkie kid au #monkie kid au #idea #dishi #dingbang #hao #mao #baobao #the children #monkie kid mk #monkie kid mei #monkie kid red son #mk dad au

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henryobsessed · 3 years ago

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The Veterinarian and the Werewolf - Chapter 8

Word Count: 1879

Warning: trigger - hunting, and demeaning verbal abuse.

A/N thanks again to my beautiful @sillyrabbit81 for your editing and @amberangel112 for your encouragement.

Chapter 8

Henry could not understand why Jessie was still considering going out with this jerk. He huffed at Joe’s words and was pleasantly surprised at Tom’s reaction. Pleased to have someone in his corner, he nuzzled into the young man’s arms. It felt nice, an odd feeling of loss and regret pulled at his soul. He hadn’t seen his nephew in five years, he would be fifteen years old now four years younger than Tom. Memories of their last time together flooded his mind, the feel of his hands running through his fur. Even then he had refused to change, sadly his nephew had never known him in Human form.

The packhouse was large, made of local stone it would be considered menacing to outsiders. But for those invited in, it was a house filled with love. They had found Henry and his nephew Adam just outside their forest line, half-starved, dehydrated and desperate for care. The pack doctor had tended to Henry whilst one of the pack's mothers had shared her milk with the little pup. Adam had captured the mother’s heart and at Henry’s approval had adopted him into the pack. Henry had grieved the loss of his only kin but been so grateful to them. He knew he could not look after the little one, not with his heartbroken in pieces.

Over the next ten years, he had come and gone from the house checking up on Adam, watched as he grew strong, not only physically, but emotionally he had developed into a beautiful soul. Their last time together they had sat just like he was now with Tom. He had curled up next to Adam, his head in his lap, Adams fingers running through his fur. “I wish you could change for me Uncle, I see all the other dads and sons playing together and I love the idea that when I change next year we can run together. Then I can finally talk to you and hear your voice back. But I want to know what you look like, to be able to hug you like I see that others hug their dads.” His face had added to Henry’s grief looking so heartbroken and longingly at him. He had tried at that moment, had attempted to honour his request but his human side was so lost, hidden in pain. He had left the house that day, knowing even if it broke his heart, he needed to let his nephew grow with his new pack and not be held back by him.

Now nestled against Tom he regretted that decision. He heard a chuckle soft and happy. “Well look at you two. I would never have guessed Wolfy could be so comfortable with another human. I haven’t seen him like that with anyone except with me. What’s your secret Tom?” Her bright eyes landed on Tom who had continued to scratch behind Henry’s ears.

“I don’t know Miss Jessie, but I have always loved wolves, well any kind of animal really but especially wolves.”

She seemed thoughtful as she eyed them both making Henry wonder what she had planned. “Tom, are you free tonight? I have a date and I really don’t want to leave Wolfy alone again.” Henry felt Tom stiffen. Wondering what was wrong with the request, he moved his head to look up at the boy.

A brief look of disapproval flashed in his eyes before they softened as he looked down and saw Henry watching him. “Yes, Miss Jessie. I would love to spend more time with this beautiful boy.” Internally he chuckled at Tom’s words, if only he knew he was twelve years older than him.

That afternoon Henry, Jessie and Tom spent out in the garden. Tom seemed to fit beautifully into their friendship group kneeling beside Jessie as they planted new flowers and shrubs where they had pulled up the weeds. Together, Henry dug the holes, Tom placed the plants and held them in place whilst Jessie filled the soil around them. Henry enjoyed hearing the light conversation between his Mate and his new friend until it became heavier. “So, Tom, when did you begin to love wolves? I know your father traps them, so I’m interested as to why you don’t follow his belief.”

Tom continued to work, as a gentle hum was heard working up from his throat. “I know why Dad does it, although I don’t think he is correct. He blames the wolves for his loss of cattle, but I haven’t seen that many around. The wild dogs are more to blame but he won't listen. They have a group that meet purely to discuss the wolf problem, but in my whole life, the only large group I have seen was back when I was four. It’s the first and last time Dad allowed me to come to a hunting party. Mom was horrified that he was taking me, but I wanted so much to be with Dad, and he wanted me to be just like him.”

Henry shuddered as the boy spoke as if by some force of nature, he knew that he was about to hear what had happened that day. He also sensed the grief radiating off the boy, wanting to calm him he pushed his body into Tom’s side. Nuzzling his head as if to say, “It's ok, I’m here for you.” Tom let out a heavy chuckle as if he had heard Henry’s voice.

He sat back looking down at Henry as he spoke, “Thanks Wolfy, you would think that I would not remember something that happened that long ago, but it's imprinted in my mind. They had been tracking a pack that had only just entered the area, convinced the rest of the ranchers that they were a risk to our lively hood, that we couldn’t let them nest here. So, the best of their marksman left, when we found them all, sitting around a tree, curled up sleeping, all I wanted to do was go play with the cuddly animals. Dad kept pulling me back holding me still and quiet. I didn’t understand until the loud bangs began.”

Tom’s voice wobbled at this point and Jessie who had been silent up till this time also came closer. She pulled him into her side, her arm encasing his thin body as his shoulders began to shake. “I started screaming as I saw a single wolf with a baby on its back running away, Dad aimed for it but I managed to push the barrel up making him miss. I got the thrashing of my life that night. I couldn’t sit for a week, but it was worth it. I was never allowed to come again after that, not that I wanted to. It took a while, but Dad eventually began to trust me enough to check the traps. I am glad too because it meant I could help this fella.”

Jessie held the boy as his sobs subsided. Henry was trying to hold his anger in, these were the people who had destroyed his family. And yet this one boy had not only saved him once but twice, his gratitude was the only thing stopping him from wanting to go rip the throats out of the group. Ignorance and fear were the driving forces that ended his family, if only they knew the wolves would only ever take a sick animal, and sometimes the young, never the strength of the herd. They would never kill without need. But the wild dogs he had seen were giving us a bad name.

Jessie's voice interrupted his thoughts, the softness not hiding the grief in her own. “Was that near here Tom?” How did Jessie know?

“Yes, Miss Jessie, by the tall tree in the middle of the forest.”

She silently picked up the tools, both animal and human watching her, wondering what she was thinking. Sighing she stood up, “Come, it’s getting dark and I need to get ready for this date.” She walked silently back into the house. The boy and the wolf looked at each other before both followed.

Jessie fixed dinner for Tom and Henry then left to dress, leaving the pair to their own devices. Tom seemed quiet after revealing his early childhood trauma and Henry was eager to help calm the boy. After eating, he plodded into the living room, jumped up on the couch and yipped in Tom’s direction. Chuckling, Tom responded, “You want to watch some TV boy?” Nuzzling the remote, he yipped eagerly hoping to distract the boy from his thoughts.

Tom settled next to him and picked up the remote, they settled on watching a rerun of M.A.S.H before they both heard the clicking of heels and the rapping of knuckles on the front door. Open-mouthed both Henry and Tom sat dumbstruck as Jessie walked down the stairs in a light yellow sundress her dark hair flowing softly twisted into waves. “Wow Miss Jessie, you look amazing” got in first before Henry followed with his eager Yip. Giggling Jessie smiled softly at them both, “Ok I won't be out late, but even so, don’t get up to any mischief”

This caused both Henry and Tom to laugh, one sounding more like a series of yips. The door opened and closed and Jessie was gone. Together the two sat, watched movies and shared some popcorn that Tom had found in the pantry. Just as the end of a Witcher episode finished they heard yelling coming from outside. “I don’t give a dam Boyd, you had no right to hit that poor man, It was an accident.” The front door opened as Jessie stormed inside, the front of her dress had a brown stain down the side of her skirt.

Next Boyd came crashing into the room his face red as he reached out to grab Jessie's arm, this caused Henry to jump into action his snarl reaching the ears of the big man before he saw the wolf racing towards him. Jumping back almost stumbling over the kitchen chair Boyd’s face grew hotter, “Keep that mutt controlled Jessie otherwise I’ll control him for you with my shot Gun.”

The air went still as Henry felt Jessies and Tom's hands on him, “That is enough Boyd Hatfield, you are no longer welcome in this home. Get. Out!” Surprise filled Boyd’s face as he not only recognised Tom but registered his marching orders. Menace replaced the look of surprise, “Listen here little girl, you better watch that attitude of yours. I’ll allow you to cool off but we are not finished talking, and if you value the life of that mutt you will do as your told.” Punctuating the statement with a nod of his head he turned and strolled out the door.

Heart pounding he turned looking up at Jessie who seemed to have lost her speech, her face pale and her hands shaking. Tom moved swiftly pulling her into his arms as she began to cry, frustrated that it wasn’t his arms holding her, Henry pushed his body against her to show he was there, but inside he was furious. That man had threatened not just himself but Jessie, but he had to focus on her right now, she was more important no matter how much he wanted to go after him.

Chapter 9

#the veterinarian and the werewolf #henry cavill #henry cavill x ofc #werewolf

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princecharmingmendes · 4 years ago

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Brother's Best Friend | Peter Mendes

"Being in love with a close friend isn't always easy, but being in love with your brother's best friend can be a lot harder. So for Peter, the shy one of the triplets, to fall in love with Raul's bestie was almost a nightmare, but probably the sweetest one"

Hello, lovies, I know it hasn't been that long since the last time I posted something around here, but it feels like ages! Well, I wish I could say I'm finally back, but unfortunately things are getting really stressful and busy right now but I decided to write something just because I like doing it so much, and also, @sinceweremutual and @itrocksmysocks were talking about the triplets I couldn't not do it! So here's a bit of Peter, our soft guy and if you guys like this one I might write something similar for Raul. I'm gonna stop rambling now and just let you guys read, hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

*Word Count: 7.5k+

*Warnings: slight angst, anxiety and panic attack. And maybe a few curse words.

*Posted: July 7th, 2020.

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To say Peter Mendes is a shy person is an understatement. He’s the youngest by a few minutes (not that Raul or Shawn mention it as a small difference) of the triplets, and while Shawn was into music and always on the road and Raul had that bad boy vibe that made everyone around him week on the knees for him, he was just the shy soft brother. Sure, he’s gotten better with age and around people that were constantly surrounding him, he still got nervous talking to a beautiful girl, but he could manage it nowadays. But, unfortunately, every rule has an exception, and Y/N was Peter’s.

She grew up with the guys, living just across the street and being only a year younger than them. She also went to the same school, which automatically made her a part of the trio. Y/N was the kind of girl that Peter likes to think that would be everybody’s “type”, and she could easily fit into anybody’s life in any role she pleases. She’s chill and funny, always up to do anything, but also caring and loving, and he swears he’s never seen anybody more beautiful than her. And the fact that she can be really touchy and cuddly with them since they grew up together always drove him mad.

But when she was a bit older, she and Raul became almost inseparable, they had the same interests and were always going out with friends and to parties. Peter hates to admits this to himself, but he couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous. He feels guilty of feeling like this when his brother and Y/N didn’t know how he felt and when they weren’t anything but friends, even though everyone used to say they would be a power couple. What bothered him is that, deep down, he knew no one would ever see them as a power couple cause she was just too much for him, and he wasn’t enough for her.

So, to keep himself sane and preserve the lovely relationship they shared, when he was around fifteen he decided he was going to shove down his little crush on her deep down on his chest. And everything was going on smoothly. Well, that until Shawn and Raul dragged him to a small gathering of friends, promising he was going to have the time of his life, but he didn’t. He was barely enjoying himself, mostly cause Y/N had a guy all over her, when they decided to play some games. So they sat down in a circle and Y/N decided to join, and sat down beside Peter, and as they started truth or dare, someone asked him who was the best kiss he’s ever received and he mumbled he couldn’t answer it cause he never kissed anyone. And he swear, he would never forget what followed after.

Everyone was a bit awkward after that answer, until Y/N leaned forward and grabbed the bottle, making it spin and dared a random dude to take off his shirt. And then everyone forgot about Peter, which he was actually very grateful. He was too embarrassed about being nearly eighteen and had never kissed someone. So he mumbled something about getting a drink and found his way to the porch, to breath a bit. He sat down at the steps that led to the backyard and he clearly remember feeling a bit weird for being there alone and having not the nicest thoughts about himself swimming on his mind, that until he felt a soft hand on his shoulder, squeezing gently.

“Pete, can I sit here with you?” Y/N’s sweet voice made him look up at her, and he nodded without saying a single word, being too afraid to not being able to talk at all.

So she simply sat down beside him and offered him her cup, he silently took it and brought it to his lips, noticing it was only a glass of water and he smiled internally. She doesn’t drink soda. She pressed a soft kiss to his shoulder and stared at the distance, just sitting there silently with him, and he was very grateful about it. She was just perfect and it seemed like she read him like a book. She leaned her head on his shoulder and he held his palm up for her to interlace their fingers, which she did, and they just stood there for a while on a comfortable silence.

“You should go back inside” was all he mumbled after a while.

“I’m not leaning you”

“But what about Brad?”

“Brad’s not my person, you are, and I feel like you could use some company” she said and Peter just hummed not knowing what to say, but Y/N did, she always did “why are you so upset, angel?”

“‘M not”

“Peter Mendes, I know you since we’re three, don’t lie to me, you know I don’t like it” she playfully scolded him and he chuckled.

“It’s just... I’m almost 18 and I never kissed anyone”

“And...?”

“I feel left out, most people done it already and I’m just here, and it’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just... girls don’t want me”

“That’s just bullshit, of course girls want you, come on, you’re so damn handsome, angel” she said squeezing his hand softly, with her chin resting on his shoulder to look up at him, but he just could never hold her gaze, not while having this conversation “and you are so damn sweet, you’re everything a girl wants”

“I just wish I could get over it, I don’t know, just kiss someone and boom, done” and with that she giggled “great, now not even you’ll take me seriously”

“No, no, I take you very seriously, it was just cute, you’re cute”

“‘M not cute” Peter grumbled feeling his face heating up and Y/N swear her heart fluttered at that.

“Yes, you are, now look at me” she demanded, but still using her soft tone, that he likes to think she saves it just for him “come on, babe”

The pet name was new and that was what made him turn to face her and mumble a soft “what?”

“You want to get this over with?” she asked and he nodded, so she smiled softly at him “then let me kiss you”

“What?! I-“

“It’s okay if you don’t want it” she said with a calm expression and her soft smile still on her face, but her heart was beating wildly “just thought that if it’s something that bothers you so much maybe I could help”

“I want it, I do” he said way to fast, making him blush and Y/N giggle softly “It’s just- I don’t know what to do”

“You do, you just don’t know that yet, it’s not rocket science, don’t overthink it” she said leaning in a bit and he held up his breath, starting to take off his glasses but she cupped his face stoping his movements and looking at her with doe eyes, she just sighed and mumbled softly “keep this on for me, baby” before pressing her lips to his softly.

It wasn’t a scandalous kiss or anything, but it was the best kiss he’s ever received on his entire life. She just pressed their lips together firmly but in a sweet way and it still made his lips tingle whenever he remembered that Y/N gave him his first kiss.

After that it was harder to push his feelings down, specially when she fell asleep with her head on his lap, holding one of his hands as the other played with her roses smelling hair. But he did his best, being pretty efficient with it, only Raul noticing it many years later when he literally felt like crying when Y/N went to meet her boyfriend’s family, the first time she ever had a very serious relationship to the point where she met the guy’s parents. Shawn suspected but never had the guts to ask, afraid he would only upset Peter, but Raul did, since they lived together and she was always around them, making it harder for him to hide his love for her.

But what mattered to him is that she was clueless about his feelings for her, which was all he ever wanted, for their friendship to not be ruined. He rather have her as his friend than nothing at all. And he loved being her friend, being able to cuddle with her on his couch and even sometimes in bed, even if it was just a platonic thin. Holding her to his chest till she fell asleep to his steady heartbeat and soft caresses.

That’s why, when he was having almost a mental breakdown and over stressing himself over a test he had the other day and he heard her voice alongside with Raul’s coming from the front door he felt his heart calming down a bit. Her presence making him feel better almost instantaneously even being on another room. He heard her heels clicking against the floor as she got closer to the rooms, and Raul mumbling something that he couldn’t quite get that made her giggle softly. He then heard a soft knock and saw Raul poking his head through the door to see if he was awake or busy.

“Hey, Peter, just wanted to check on you and let you know that Y/N’s here, how are you?”

“I’m fine, just studying, is she going to crash here?”

“Yeah, I thought it was too late to send her home, rather have her here safe and sound” Raul said and Peter nodded.

Even though Raul had a hard exterior, he was a real softie inside, specially towards his family and Y/N.

“You’re right, is she there with you?”

“Yeah, she’s afraid you’re going to kick her out”

“I’d never do that to her”

“Told ya, darling” Raul said turning to what Peter imagines to be her on the hallway “I’m gonna head to bed, kay? You know you’re way around the house, I’d stay up with you, but I’m dead tired, hun”

“It’s okay, Raul, thank you, I’m just going to say hi to Pete and head to bed” he heard she speaking softly.

“Okay, goodnight” Raul said before turning his head back inside Peter’s room “goodnight, champ, try to sleep a bit and Y/N wants to say hi”

“Goodnight, Raul” was all Peter said before his brother left and his best friend peaked in “hi there”

“Hi, I know you’re busy, so I won’t take too much of your time, just wanted to say hi”

“It’s okay, come in” he said and he saw her tiptoeing inside, careful to shut the door softly.

She walked straight to him, pushing the book on his lap to the side, so she could sit there and not destroy his notes, wrapping her arms around his neck and breathing him in “I missed you a bit”

“Yeah?” he asked wrapping his arms around her, trying so hard to keep his tone steady “missed you too, angel, college’s been a bit too hard on you, eh?”

“Yeah, on you too, but you’re too good for this, and God, why are you so comfy, Peter? I could literally just spend my night in here” she said nuzzling her face on his neck.

There was nothing new here. She was always very touchy, specially with Peter since he corresponder her touches so nicely. But whenever they spend too many days apart from each other, they both get very clingy, the difference is that Peter’s still worried sick about his test and it’s still too shy around her to take the initiative. Although he never complains when she’s being a bit too needy, he just enjoys her presence.

“I promise you as soon as I finish my last test tomorrow, we can watch as many movies and cuddle as much as you want”

“Sounds perfect” she mumbled before leaning down to take of her heels and he couldn’t help but notice that the little black dress she was wearing had ridden higher than it should, and he has to look away “I’m going to leave you alone now, but don’t overwork yourself, I’m pretty sure you know more than the teacher himself, you’re my little genius? Aren’t you?”

Her question was pretty inocente, but it made Peter swallow down hard as he answered with a short “yes”

“Great, goodnight, angel” she smiled at him and pressed a light kiss to his cheek “see you in the morning” she got off his lap and grabbed her stuff as he replied softly.

But before she left, she looked back at him and to shoot him a little wink, closing the door behind herself as she shuffled to Shawn’s/ guest room.

Great, now he’s stressed and want to grab her gorgeous face and smash her lips with his.

-*-

Some time into the night, Y/N was restless cause she’s done her last test in the morning and slept all afternoon before Raul picked her up to go out with him for a few drinks. She was bored of looking through social media and rolling from side to side on the bed, and since she was comfortable enough with the guys to just go to the kitchen and grab a glass of water or maybe, if she was lucky, Peter baked muffins like he did every Friday and then steal one for her. So when she was about to head to the kitchen, she saw that Peter’s light was still on at 1AM she got worried and hesitantly walked to his room, wearing just his hoodie as a sleep atire. She knocked softly and there was no response, which almost made her take a step back and go mind her own business, until she heard a little sob.

That was all it took for her to softly open the door and slip in to check on the soft boy that was always on her mind and heart. He was laying on the floor, with his feet up the bed and an arm over his eyes, trying to hold back his sniffles and hiccups, and he didn’t even noticed her presence. She took in the way he was on the verge of a panic attack and the room was a mess. So she softly padded to him and kneeled beside him, which startled him and he sat right up trying to dry his face as best as he could.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby, I’m here now” she said cupping his face softly and he leaned in, pulling her right to his chest, trying to use her as a way to ground himself.

They don’t know how much time it took him to collect himself and breath again normally, still letting out a few hiccups and sniffles, but that didn’t stop her from cooing at him softly and scratch at his scalp just the way he liked. They stood there just holding onto each other in silence as he calmed down a bit more, until Peter was leaning away to face her. She started caressing his cheek softly.

“I’m sorry”

“Shh, don’t, it’s fine, you didn’t do anything wrong, baby, why don’t you go to your bathroom and take a warm shower, huh? I’ll make you some tea while you’re in there, okay?” Y/N asked searching his eyes and he nodded, sighing softly “good, baby, now go”

She got up and offered her hands to him, and he took it getting up, heading straight to the bathroom. Y/N ran around the room to put all his notes and books away neatly, getting his bed ready for him to lay and to be cozy. Then she went to the kitchen and made him a calming tea, when she got back, she heard him sobbing inside the bathroom and placed his tea on the first place she could, knocking on the bathroom door.

“Pete? It’s me, baby, open up for me” she tried as softly as she could, trying to hide her panic away as best as she could “please, baby, just want to hold you”

And then she heard a little click, which meant the door was now unlocked, and she just pushed it open as soon as she was able. He was sitting beside the door, looking completely lost and seeming to not being able to breath properly. So Y/N kneeled down again and cupped his face softly.

“Hey, Peter, it’s okay, everything’s fine, I’m here with you, baby, and I’m not leaving you again, okay?” she asked caressing his face softly and she believes she saw him nodding very subtly, his eyes wide “okay, breath with me, angel, yeah?” she offered exaggerating her motions on purpose, so he could follow it easily, and he did “that’s it, you’re doing so good, baby, so good for me”

They kept on with that for a while, until she saw him shivering from the cold tiles on the bathroom wall “you should go to bed” was he managed to say.

“Don’t worry about me, I wasn’t asleep anyway” she gave him a soft smile, placing a kiss on his forehead “let’s get you to change into something and go to bed, okay?”

She knew he showered for the amazing smell on his bathroom and the foggy mirror. So Y/N helped him stand on his own pace, giving him a boxer and sweatpants so he could change, turning around for some privacy, until she felt him leaning into her and tugging her closer. She coaxed him into drinking a bit of the tea to calm him down a bit and convinced him to lay down on his mattress, tucking him in.

“You should get back into bed”

“I’m not leaving you, Pete, do you want me to sleep here? I can bring the pillows and sleep on the floor to give you some spa-“

“No, sleep with me on the bed” he cut her off a lot more confident than he was before, but since he was still Peter, he added a soft ‘please’ in the end.

“Of course” she said before plopping down beside him as he pulled her to his chest.

They’ve been here before, through the whole thing. And she was always the best medicine to calm him down, it was just her soft touches and little encouragements that kept him going. He felt a little helpless for needing her so much and tears started prickling in his eyes all over again, but before he could go through the whole process again, she cupped his cheek and leaned in, their lips barely touching and he felt the air leaving his lungs for a very different reason. His gaze fell to her rosy lips as she kept on staring at his eyes to see if something changed on his mindset.

“I want to try something” it was barely above a whisper but he heard her clearly “I’ve read somewhere it helps to keep your mind a away and clear your thoughts so... can I kiss you, Pete?” she added softly and all he could do was nod.

She then brought her lips to his in a tender and sweet kiss, making their eyes flutter shut as she kept on rubbing soft circles on his cheek with her thumb. And it was just like his first kiss over again. Her soft lips pressing into his, butterflies having a wild party on his stomach, and fireworks everywhere, and suddenly, she was all he could think about and all he could sense, so he pushed his shy side a bit and brought her closer, kissing her more surely and more firmly. But after a short while, she pulled back for air, but not before placing a quick peck on his pouting lips.

“It works” was all he mumbled and she let out a soft giggle and he hummed in response, felling a bit airy.

“Good to know” she said pushing his curls back “I love you too much to see you hurting, baby”

“I love you too” was his response and she smiled at him as they fell into an easy conversation.

And he suddenly felt exhausted, letting out a long yawn and she gave him a knowing look.

“I know, I guess I should sleep”

“You do” she said playing with his wild curls “and so do I”

“Mhmm” was all he said “about-“

“Shh, we’ll talk in the morning, huh, after class” he noticed how she avoided the test thing and he was grateful, pressing a kiss to her forehead and laying on her chest as she kept on petting his hair.

“Goodnight, angel”

“Night, Peter” she answered and he blacked out, exhaustion due to the events taking over his body.

-*-

Waking up was a bit harder than usual, but still, easier than he expected. After last night’s events he was worried he wouldn’t be able to get up, but he did anyway. And he was still feeling a bit insecure, but somehow Y/N managed to get in his head and make him feel like maybe he was capable of doing this test. Speaking of Y/N, Peter felt incredibly warm waking up wrapped up in her, with her smell clouding his senses a bit and that was what made him get up a little bit more excited than usual. His lips still tingled from the simple kiss she gave him last night and he had a stupid grin plastered on his face

He carefully pealed himself from her grasp and managed to make her cuddle to his pillow instead, so he went to the kitchen to grab some coffee and came back with his mug as silently as he could to change. He thought he was doing pretty well when he was buttoning up his jeans, still shirtless when he heard a faint sigh, making him turn around immediately, only to find Y/N smiling sleepily at him wrapped in his blanket. She knuckled at her eyes and outstretched a hand for him to take, and he did it automatically, stepping closer to her like a magnet. She held his hand and place on the back of it a sweet kiss before lacing their fingers

“Just a good luck kiss” she mumbled with a heavy sleep voice and he couldn’t hold back a little chuckle.

“Thank you” Peter replied, sitting at the edge of the bed beside her, running his free hand through his hair, watching her eyes flutter shut “go back to sleep, angel, it’s too early and you’re free to sleep in”

“I will, I just wanted to say good morning first and wish you good luck”

And with that, Peter’s smile could light up the whole building as his heart swelled twice as big “well, good morning” he said leaning in to press a kiss on her forehead “I gotta go, but I’ll come back for lunch, okay?”

“Mhmm” she murmured as she wrapped her fingers on the necklace around his neck, holing him closer to her, pressing a kiss on the corner of his mouth and looking up at him with big doe eyes “good luck, Pete”

He nodded at her, unable to form a proper sentence as his heart stammered on his chest. He got up and reached for his stuff to leave, but before he could, he heard Y/N calling for him with a little giggle, so he turned around looking at her, silently asking her what’s wrong.

“I know your hot, Pete, but I’d rather have this view all to myself, even though it’s selfish, but do you mind putting on a shirt before leaving?” she asked between little giggles and he blushed, grabbing the first hoodie he saw to throw over his head as he mumbled a quick “sorry” and leaving the room.

When he clicked the door closed, he heard her mumbling something and still giggling a bit, making a smile appear on his face as he left for the test.

-*-

Peter left the test with his chest finally feeling light, he felt happy and finally free from the stress that was consuming him. Eager to go back home and find his girl, even though she has no idea of it, still laying lazily on his bed or maybe cooking lunch with Raul, cause the dude couldn’t even boil water. He just wanted to kiss her face and thank her for calming him down for the night and the test, he was just so damn happy. He opened the door to his apartment, only to hear noises coming from the kitchen and music playing softly at the background. And he swear he’s not the type to eavesdrop, but when he hear Raul saying his name he couldn’t help it.

“So you kissed Peter? Out of nowhere?! Wasn’t that a bad idea? With the whole situation you got with him and feelings?” Raul asked and Peter started panicking, did she know he liked her? Or fell for her?!

“I mean, maybe” Peter could literally see her shrugging “but I-, he was just-, I was scared, okay? I’ve never seen him like that before! You would’ve done the same if you were on my shoes, hell, you were the one who told about kissing helps when you’re spiraling, you read the damn article!”

“I know, I just didn’t expect you to do it, specially with him!”

“Why wouldn’t I do it? Raul, seeing him like that broke me, I love Peter with my whole heart, I-, I just wanted to help him, that’s my job as his friend, and if kissing him helps, than I’d do it again”

“Sorry, I-, I just got worried this would make things weird” Raul sighed.

“Of course not, at least it didn’t seem like it did, he’s my best friend, Raul, there are no romantic feelings involved”

“Sure... Shawn’s coming home in a week”

“Oh that’s awesome, I miss him”

“Of course you do, you miss everyone but me”

“Oh, shut up, Raul”

And that was harder to listen than to have a knife in your heart. Peter couldn’t help dropping his backpack to the floor still a bit numb with the whole conversation. Which made Y/N come out of the kitchen, still in his hoodie, holding a pan.

“Oh, great, you’re home!” Y/N greeted him cheerfully and he just gave her a small smile.

“Is it Peter?” Raul called from the kitchen.

“Yeah” she came closer to him with a smile on her face “how was the test, Pete?”

It took him a while to respond, his heart feeling heavy “It was fine”

“Was it really? You seem a bit off” she said gently pressing a delicate hand to his forehead to check his temperature “are you feeling okay?”

“Hey, Peter, Shawn called to say he’s coming home for a few days” Raul finally came into view but quickly a frown formed on his face “what’s wrong? are you feeling sick?”

“I’m fine, guys” Peter said leaning away from Y/N’s hand and he saw a bit of hurt grace her features, but it quickly faded “just a bit tired, that’s all, the test went great, Y/N, thank you, I’m just going to lay down for a while, okay?”

He felt bad seeing a little pout forming on her lips, guilt almost, he didn’t have a good reason to push her away. It was not her fault he felt miserable, she didn’t lead him to anything, she was just being her caring and completely oblivious self. It wasn’t fair but Peter couldn’t help it.

“Okay, hmm we’re doing your favorite dish to cheer you up a bit, I’ll call you when it’s done, okay?” she asked taking a step back and he nodded.

“Thanks” was all he said before getting his stuff and going to his room.

He laid down on his bed, still smelling her perfume on his sheets, but decided to ignore and let the sleepiness that was already there take him to dreamland. He didn’t even noticed that time went by until he felt someone lightly shaking his shoulder and he opened his eyes, only to be met with his brother.

“Hey, Peter, lunch is ready”

“Oh sorry, didn’t notice I fell asleep”

“It’s okay, hmm-, are you really just tired?”

“Yeah, just tired”

“So there’s nothing to do with the fact that you listened to me and Y/N talking about yesterday?”

“How did you-?”

“I saw you standing there after a few seconds into the conversation, but she didn’t”

“Oh... yeah, sorry”

“It’s okay, but if it made you feel this miserable to push her away not so subtly to the point where she’s literally beating herself up for thinking she did something wrong, just maybe you should talk to her”

“And tell her what? That I love her? She would laugh at me”

“Oh, Peter, this is Y/N we’re talking about, she’d never laugh at you, she loves you endlessly, and when everything thought you were weird for never kissing anyone, she called out everyone for being ridiculous and ran after you and even kissed you”

“I know, it’s just hard”

“I know, but try talking to her, you’d be surprised”

“Okay”

“Let’s go eat, she really outdid herself, trying to impress you”

“Oh”

“Yeah, now come on, Peter” Raul said patting his shoulder and Peter was grateful, he know Raul’s not the most sensitive guy on the outside, but he’s thankful that he’s always trying his best to understand Peter’s pout of view.

They went to the kitchen, only to find the table set beautifully with a really amazing smelling pasta on the center. Y/N was just coming back with a bottle of whine and a few glasses.

“Oh, hi” she offered him her softest smile “are you feeling a bit better?”

“Yeah, thank you” was all he answered and she nodded.

They ate in a bit of an awkward silence, with Raul and Y/N sometimes trying to make conversation but Peter was just too much in his head, so they didn’t pressure him, instead, just keeping it quiet so he would have space. After lunch they took the stuff back to the kitchen and she started with the dishes as Peter helped her, but Raul had to leave to pick up his phone, leaving them both alone.

“So...”

“I’m-, I think we need to talk” Peter sighed and she bit her lower lip nodding.

“Sure, I just have somethings to do cause I thought you would want some space, but I can come back as soon as I’m done”

“Oh, okay, is it like soon?”

“Ah bit, Brad’s in town and he called when you were asleep cause he needed someone to talk to, and I told him I’d be free after lunch”

“Oh, sorry, didn’t know you were close friends”

“We’re not that close” she answered finishing up washing as Peter dried.

“You used to be”

“Not really”

“Weren’t you two like a thing?”

“Kind of, nothing serious though, but that was back in high school”

“Didn’t know you still talked to him, that’s all, sorry”

“No need to apologize, I was a bit surprised, but apparently he just needs a friend right now”

“Yeah, he’s lucky to have you” he replied finally looking up at her and she just shrugged.

“I’ll come back soon, okay? Right now I need to go and change to meet him”

“Okay”

“Bye, Peter” she said walking away already ready to leave, and even though he wanted to ask her to stay, he wouldn’t be selfish, so he let her go one more time, and hopefully the last one.

-*-

Later that day, Raul left to meet up with some friends and Peter was losing hope that Y/N was actually going to come back to talk, it was almost 7PM when he heard a knock on the front door. He spent the whole day doing nothing, waiting for her so that they could talk and feeling a bit nervous, but when he opened the door he calmed down a bit. She had a backpack on her shoulder and was rocking sweatpants and a T-shirt. Peter let her in and she got in, so he took her stuff to his bedroom as she sat down on the living room waiting for him, with her shoes already beside the couch, she hated wearing them at home.

“How were things with Brad?”

“He’s better now, he got into a huge fight with his sister because of his girlfriend and he was a little lost on what to do” Y/N answered as they sat side to side awkwardly on the couch.

“Oh, family drama, I feel bad for him”

“Yeah, me too, but let’s forget about him, huh? How are you?”

“Me? I’m fine”

“Pete-, you didn’t seem fine and I’m really sorry about the kiss, maybe it was a bad timing and I shouldn’t have done it, I didn’t want thinks to get weird, I know we’re just friends, and I don’t know if it was it or something else that threw you off, I’m just so sorry, I hate when you’re mad or upset with me, and-“

“Hey hey, no, stop” Peter cut her off as he gently cupped her face “it’s not your fault, you didn’t do anything wrong, you’re fantastic and helped me so much yesterday, I’m the one who shouldn’t have snapped at you for no reason, and I’m sorry”

“But I-“

“Not your fault, I’m not mad or upset at you, only at myself if I’m honest”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, one hundred percent”

“So we’re fine?”

“Perfectly fine”

“Oh, thank God” Y/N said throwing her arms around his neck and pulling him in for hug, which took him a bit by surprise, but he quickly wrapped his arms around her waist “I was so worried about you all day, couldn’t focus on anything else”

“I’m sorry” he mumbled into her hair.

“No, shush, it’s okay, want to order some pizza and watch a movie? I don’t have anything tomorrow, so I don’t have time to head home”

“Or you could just spend the night here”

“Again? Aren’t you tired of me yet?”

“That’ll never happen”

“I can be pretty annoying, Peter” she said letting go of him so sit back on her knees.

“That’s not true, you’re perfect”

“And you’re too sweet for your own good” she said bopping his nose which made him chuckle.

“So that means you’ll stay?”

“Only if I pay for the pizza, is only fair”

“But you made lunch!”

“Raul helped me and it was with the stuff on your kitchen”

“Come on, let me make it up to you by buying you some pizza”

“Nope, you don’t have to make up to me, we’re fine, remember?”

“Yeah, fine”

“Good, now pick a movie” she said before grabbing her phone to order in.

Peter turned on the TV and Raul’s words kept swimming on his thoughts as he rummaged through the options, choosing a particular romcom Y/N liked very much automatically. She then finished the order and locked her phone, hugging her legs close to her chest as she looked up at the tv, but he robotically held her ankle and placed her feet on his lap. And this is exactly why he ignored many opportunities they had throughout their years of friendship to tell her how much he loved her. He didn’t want this to change, this comfortable and familiar, almost domestic routine they had whenever they’re together. He’d rather never have her as anything other than a friend than losing her.

But something about Raul telling him to talk to her, encouraging him to profess his feelings set him off. Raul is never the one to tell someone to just talk feelings without a reason, he’d never directly tell someone how they should live their lives, that’s just Raul. He said it like this was going to be for the best, but Peter just didn’t see how this could be better than what they had. It didn’t make sense. So that’s why he was most likely going to let this opportunity sleep from his fingers one more time, but what he wasn’t counting on was Y/N, being the little observant thing she was noticing there was still something bothering him. So when she confronted him about it, it took him by surprise.

“Why are you lying to me?” she asked out of the blue, making him turn his face to her, only to notice she’d been staring at him the whole time.

“What?!”

“Peter, I know you like the back of my hand, what on earth is going on? You know you can tell me anything”

“I wish I could” he mumbled under his breath but she heard it nonetheless.

“No, no, no, you know you can, come on, it’s just me” she said pulling her feet away from his lap and kneeling beside him on the couch, sitting down on her knees “talk to me, Peter, what’s bothering you?”

And he had to close his eyes for a second and take a deep breath. She noticed he was struggling and placed her hand delicately on his shoulder, squeezing it softly, and starting to rub soothing circles.

“It’s just about what you were talking to Raul when I arrived”

“About Shawn? You know you don’t have to be jealous, I know he doesn’t like to share cuddles, but we can manage it, I didn’t know it bothered you that much”

“It’s not that, well, I didn’t see it that way, but now I do and it’s not great, don’t like to share your cuddles either”

“Then what is- oh!” he could literally see the puzzles fitting on her pretty little head “oh, God, I’m so sorry, I never meant it to be awkward, that’s why I never brought it up”

“So you knew all along?”

“Yeah, for years now”

“And you didn’t- you didn’t push me away?”

“Of course not, that would only hurt us even more, it was already a sensitive topic for me”

And with that he felt a bit better that if she didn’t push him away knowing it all the time, then she wouldn’t now. But at the same time it hurt, that she knew and acted normally, being her touchy self even though knowing he was in love with her. It was a soft way of rejecting him, and it could be worse, but still hurt.

“Yeah, I can understand why”

“Is that why you pushed me away? I know it was a bit to take in, but I didn’t want things to change” she said and he’s not sure he got it.

“Well yeah, it’s not nice hearing that”

“Oh” he could literally see the tears forming on Y/N’s eyes and he suddenly wanted to punch himself to make her sad.

“Shit, don’t cry, angel, it’s okay now, we’re okay, yeah?” he said cupping her face gently and catching the first tear before it could go very far “you’re not going to change our dynamics, we’re happy like this, right?”

“Mhmm” was all she mumbled between a few sobs, a way to hold back her urge to cry and if Peter was confused before, this was all getting worse.

“Why are you crying, hun? I’m the one who should be sad”

“How is that? I don’t get it, Pete, is it that bad that I’m in love with you?” she said it with a little whimper and his heart stopped. Literally stopped.

He just sat there with wide eyes as confusion mixtures with sadness on her eyes. She wrapped her fingers gently around his wrist and took his hands away from her face.

“I’m sorry for saying it out loud” she managed to get out “I think I should go” but before she could slip off the couch, Peter grabbed her hand “it’s okay, Peter, I’ll be fine”

“No, wait, you got it all wrong”

“I’m pretty sure I didn’t, you said it’s not nice hearing that I like you, so yeah, that hurts”

“What?! No! Baby, please let me explain, please” and even though she was hurting, she could never say no to him, so she just sighed and sat back down.

“Alright”

“Thank you” he said taking a deep breath “I was trying to tell you that I was feeling a bit down today because I heard your talk with Raul, and I’m sorry about that, I know that’s wrong, it’s just when I heard my name I couldn’t help it”

“It’s okay” she whispered trying to stop the tears from falling.

“No, it’s not, ‘cause it caused us all this mess and I made you cry ‘cause I can’t seem to simply tell you, for years now, that I’m so in love with you it hurts, and it was awful, hearing from you that you kissed me and that’s just because we’re friends”

“You what?!”

“I know, I’m sorry, I should’ve told you sooner”

“Oh no, Pete, you got it all wrong, I was trying to convince myself that we’re just friends, because I was so sure you didn’t like me like that” Y/N said rubbing her face with her palms to get the tears dried “we’re so damn stupid”

“I can’t believe you fell for me” Peter said trying to hold back a boyish grin from blossoming on his lips “you’re too good for me”

“Shut up, you’re perfect, it was hard not to fall for you” she said and Peter just pulled her into a tight hug “it was always you, Pete”

With that, he kept her tight in his arms as if he didn’t believe this was all real and that he wasn’t going to wake up from this dream. She didn’t seem to mind, not making any effort to pull away, just buried herself deeper in his embrace. But after a while, she pulled away just bit, cupping his face gently as his hands found home on her waist.

“What?” was Peter mumbled.

“Nothing, I- what’s going on on that pretty head of yours?” she gently asked, pushing his curls back softly only to start playing with them.

“I just can’t believe this is real and that this isn’t a dream”

“I hope it’s real, and if it’s a dream, I really don’t want to wake up” she answered and leaned her forehead on his.

Peter’s breath got caught on his throat, and before he could say a word, she leaned in completely pressing her lips to his tentatively making his mind go blank. But before she could pull back and completely regret her impulsive decision, one of his hands trailed up to the back of her neck to keep her head in place as he kissed her back. It was a sweet and gentle kiss, as if to make sure this was really happening. However, when he pulled her a bit closer and she let out a little whimper, they were both gone.

He swiped his tongue on her bottom lip and she quickly opened her mouth to him, automatically deepening the kiss and letting all those butterflies lose. And even thought this was more urgent, it was still Y/N’s Peter, só he was gentle and respectful all the time, hesitantly moving his hands and constantly looking for her consent in the subtlest gestures. Unfortunately they needed air, so they had to pull back eventually, but she kept mere inches apart, with their breaths mixing a bit and they both couldn’t help a huge smile appearing on their features.

“I guess this felt too real to be a part of my imagination” he said lowly as Y/N chuckled.

“Yeah, even though I have thought about our first kiss few too many times to be honest”

“Really?!”

“Of course, I always had a crush on you”

“Even back then?!”

“Sure, kissing you just worsened it, I was crazy about you, Raul wanted to tape my mouth”

“Why?”

“Cause he couldn’t stand me just gushing about his baby bro and not acting on it”

“Yeah, he did the same to me for years”

“He’s a little shit”

“He really is... was I bad?”

“What?”

“Back then, the kiss... was it bad?”

“Oh, Pete” Y/N giggled “of course not, if it was, I wouldn’t be dreaming about kissing you again, silly”

“You have?”

“Yes”

“Well, now you can... you know, it you wan-“ Peter was cut off by her lips colliding with his one more time, this time a bit more urgent and less innocent.

Well, to say Peter was finally happy was and understatement, he was over the moon.

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thebrownssociety · 3 years ago

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what’s the sibling dynamic between buster and elmyra? since elmer and bugs are married in and the looney tunes cast adopted the tiny toons cast

Thanks for the ask! Sorry it's taken so long, I was trying to tie all the threads together.

So, I'm going to include Babs in this as well, as I headcanon Bugs and Elmer adopted Buster, Babs and Elmyra together.

So to understand this we've got to go back to after Tiny Toons had finished filming in early 1992. By that point the kids were all 5 years old and had basically formed a tight-knit group. They were also at the stage in there development when they were starting to expand a little bit beyond what their official characterisation was.

So, take Montanna Max, for example, although he was still hot-headed, obsessed with money and greedy [and those traits would never go away] he was now learning that his friends [and particularly the adults] weren't going to put up with his screaming at them all day and not sharing anything and that if he wanted to remain friends with them he was going to have to change his behaviour at least a little. The rest of the toons would accept what he was created as, but they wouldn't accept him using that as an excuse to act completely out of order.

Buster and Babs upon finishing filming were both enrolled in a two-year long course which was basically going to help them adjust to not being a protagonist anymore. It's a course that every protagonist of a TV show, or a film, does after the completion of there first show, and it basically helps them come to terms with the fact they are not the centre of the universe. The reason for this is because it's been accepted and realised that it's very hard for a toon who's had there entire show revolve around them to suddenly not have that anymore and be sent out into the world of Toons where most Toons don't care.

As a genreral rule in Toontown, unless you've achieved the fame levels of Bugs Bunny or Mickey Mouse, or are associated with them, no one really cares what film you were in. So Anna and Elsa are treated like goddesses in Toontown because, there film was really successful and they're seen as really good characters, contrast that with Princess Aurora [who's film was a box-office bomb at time of release, I believe] who is more respected and liked because she's royalty and she's really nice than because her film was successful.

In short, unless your film is massively successful at time of release, you're just another toon and the two-year course helps protagonists come to terms with that. There are positives as well, it's not all 'you're nothing now'. The toons work on their individual skills and how they may be transferred to other things. [Babs's impression are so good, for instance, that even if Tiny Toons never got rebooted, she'd still have a really good shot at becoming a Toon Impressionist, if she wanted to. Buster's flexibility and ability to 'read' other people means he'd potentially be good as a nurse/doctor/police officer or just a role that's with the public.]

While Buster and Babs were doing that Elmyra spent time with Bugs and Elmer and practiced her toon powers while benefiting from the individual attention being given by her dads. [Just a note, there is a two-year course for villains as well that was introduced in the 60's that helps them to...not be so villainous, but you have to meet a certain level of 'badness' like Maleficent OR Evil Queen to get in there and - obviously - Elmyra doesn't meet that requirement.]

So, back to the actual ask, Buster, Babs and Elmyra moved into Bugs and Elmer's 5-bedroom mansion shortly after filming ended. It was decided they would each have there own room, which they decorated to there own preferences [Elmyra's is very VERY pink]. So this relieved some tension, because Babs HATED the idea of sharing a room with Elmyra. [Elmyra, for her part, was happy about the idea and cried buckets when she was told it wouldn't be happening.]

At first Buster didn't really get on well with Elmyra at all. Over filming he'd kind of managed to build her up into the 'oh, help me, it's Elmyra' figure, and although he knew she was largely harmless, he still didn't like her. Her 'baby-act' and need to be constantly supervised also grated. This was the same for Babs.

Elmyra, at first, adored the idea of living with Babs and Buster and had visions of dressing them up all day in 'cutesey-wutesey outfits'. It may surprise you to know, that Buster and Babs did not WANT to be dressed up in outfits, cute or otherwise, and had no issue anvilling her to get the point across. This led to tears on Elmyra's part and frustration on Babs and Buster's.

This did eventually mellow out though, due to a couple of things, firstly - Bugs and Elmer's determination to teach Elmyra how to handle her new brother and sister properly [and vice versa for the bunny's]. Secondly - because Elmyra did have regular session with Doctor Scratchensniff every week during which they worked on 'how not to strangle animals when you hug them.' among other things and thirdly because Buster and Babs realised things where not all sunny for Elmyra.

That sounds really ominous, but what I may is that a few of you may have remembered that Elmyra actually had a family when she was on the show. A physical one, not just 'mentioned' parents like Buster. [Babs had a mother who was shown, but Babs's mother is a sufficiently flat characters, that if she doesn't have Babs in the house she assumes she's at school. It doesn't matter whether it's snowing, the middle of the school holidays or the middle of the night, as far as 'Mrs Bunny' is concerned, Babs is at school.]

It was decided after Tiny Toons ended that Elmyra should continue to see her 'designed' family [the family she was designed to have] at the weekends. Friday afternoon she walked home/would be dropped off by someone at her designed parents house and she would stay there until Sunday night until she was returned just after dinner. [So Elmyra would miss dinner with Bugs and co]

This worked for a little while until it got to when Elmyra was going into Grade 1 and Elmer realised she was always doing her homework when she got home. Her parents weren't helping her. In a rather tense conversation he asked Elmyra's designed parents if they would help her do her homework. They promptly replied that the homework was to difficult for 'there little baby' and she should be given something age-appropriate. It was during that discussion that Elmer discovered her 'parents' thought she was 4 years old.

Even by Toon standards, this was a warning flag and Elmer promptly excused himself and ran the conversation by Doctor Scratchensniff because the fact Elmyra's parents didn't seem to recognise the fact that A} her designed age was 12 and B} she was actually 6, not 4 - was concerning to say the least.

Now. Normally D.S. doesn't get involved with this kind of thing because otherwise he'd never do anything else, but as Elmyra was already a patient of his and he decided it wouldn't do Elmer/Bugs any good if they challenged Elmyra's parents themselves, he decided he better have a word with them herself.

He had his word. And they seemed to understand. Scratchy went back to Bugs and Elmer and told them they didn't have to worry, that Elmyra's parents understood her designed age was 12 and that she would get older and mature above that [hopefully]. Bugs and Elmer [particularly Elmer] were suspicious about this at first, but Elmyra came back from her parents having had her homework done and with tales of having done exciting things during the weekend. She was also - they noticed - being given age-appropriate things to play with and this lasted...until she moved up to middle school.

Elmyra moved up to middle school a year after Buster and Babs did, which meant they weren't in the same class. However they were in the same house and it became noticeable that Elmyra didn't seem very happy. Specifically she didn't seem very happy with the idea of going to her parents house at the weekend and was somehow even less happy when she came back.

Bugs and Elmer had noticed this and tried to ask her what was wrong, but she refused to tell them. Buster didn't really want to get involved - he felt it would open a long, emotional conversation he didn't really want to have - but when Elmyra came home one day in tears and he was the only one in the house it fell to him to deal with it.

Turns out Elmyra's parents did not like the fact she was in middle school. They thought the schoolwork she was doing was to advanced for her [it was perfectly acceptable work for her grade and she was doing well with it] and her mother in particular was concerned because Elmyra had started Noticing Boys. This did not fit with the notion they had that she was still a little girl who spoke in a babyish voice and called everything 'cuddly-wuddly' despite the fact that Elmyra herself was doing her best to drop the 'cuddly-wudddly's' [unfortunately she still had to keep the babyish voice] and asking that her parents maybe not buy her games and stuff that were clearly designed for a child under 10.

By this point all this had been going on for a few months. Buster - after calming Elmyra down and running the situation by Hampton - told there dads what was going on with Elmyra and they took matters out of his hands.

Doctor Scratchensniff paid another visit to Elmyra's parents with the intention of explaining to them, gently and tactfully, why they needed to change the way they were treating Elmyra because it was risking damaging her and no one has a clue what was actually said in that meeting, but the end shot was that Elmyra no longer saw her parents on the weekend. She could contact them again at 16 if she wanted to, but until then it was in her best interests to stay away from them.

You all may be wondering why I'm going into so much detail about Elmyra's circumstances, and that's because I feel it's necessary to understand the siblings dynamic. Buster, Babs and Elmyra - up until they were about 11 - only spent Mon-Thurs as a proper group. During that time they anvilled each other, teased each other and tried to actively avoid each other [or rather Buster and Babs tried to actively avoid Elmyra when she was at her most annoying] They also played games together, struggled through school-work together and dealt with there annoying parents together. They became a pretty effective sibling team.

Buster and Babs - despite being created to have a crush on each other - came to view each other as adopted siblings and remained close. They laughed together, joke together and messed with people together.

Babs and Elmyra go shopping together, they talk about stuff together - 'stuff' being the subjects of romances and Life in general that perhaps Buster wouldn't want to be a part off - they get on pretty well actually, mainly because they have a good few things in common and on Elmyra's sensible non-complete-moron days they can even have deep conversations about politics and the world in general as well as analysing TV shows and fangirling over there favourite characters.

Buster and Elmyra are a bit of an odd paring. On Elmyra's smart days the two of them can be quite devious and can throw adults for a loop easily. On her less smart days Buster just tries to stay out her way. The things with Buster and Elmyra is that he basically thought of her as an annoyance for the first 5 years off his life. When he was adopted by Bugs and Elmer and found himself now living with her he was essentially banned from insulting her to harshly. ["No anvilling at the dinner table, Buster!"] But part the issue was that Buster was jealous because Elmyra had another family she got too see and he didn't. He knew that Bugs and Elmer were his official family and it was great to be adopted by his mentor but he couldn't help a pang of envy every time Elmyra got in the car to go to her parents house.

And then the breakdown happened with Elmyra when she was 11 [Buster and Babs knew her parents had had a few problems with her before, but didn't know the exact details, To be fair not even Elmyra herself knew the exact details. Elmer had the conversation away from her and then the rest of it was kept away from her. The only thing she was told was that her parents would now be helping her with homework when she went to them at the weekend.] and Buster realised that Elmyra's home life was not a bed of roses and he made a conscious effort to not be so short with her and to be more patient in the way that Babs seems to be able to do effortlessly. [Babs's realised pretty quickly after they all started living together that Elmyra wasn't going to change and decided that rather than fight it she was just going to embrace it. She was hoping that Elmyra would go away after Babs played 'dress-up' with her, but it just made Elmyra like her more. After a couple of months - and a conversation with Bugs - Babs realised that Elmyra literally just wanted someone to spend time with and dress up. But it was more the spending time than the dressing up that Elmyra liked. They managed to work out a system where Babs would let Elmyra dress her up and do her ears, if Elmyra would give feedback on Babs's impressions and watch comedy tapes with her.]

Going back to Buster, it took a while and, while he and Elmyra are never going to be 'best friends', Buster eventually realised she wasn't that bad and started to enjoy spending time with her.

Elmyra, for her part, has made a conscious effort over the years to not hug her siblings [or any other cute, fluffy creatures for that matter] to tightly, dress them up against their will, or chase them round the earth till they just give up. She still hugs and does like going shopping [or 'grown-up dress up' as Babs calls it] and will chase them to give them a hug if she's having a particularly stupid day or thinks they look upset, but the main thing is that Elmyra is trying.

Very very trying.

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supercasey · 5 years ago

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TF2 RED Headcanons by an idiot that can’t pay attention well enough to read the comics

Back on my bullshit, because I apparently can’t shut up tonight. This is gonna be a big, possibly in-cohesive mess, and will probably have more focus on Scout, Pyro, Sniper, and Spy since they’re my favs, but I still felt like writing down all my dumb headcanons/ideas regarding everyone’s favorite mercenaries (at the moment at least; I might make another post like this later on, hopefully after I’ve read the comics)! Sorry if any of these seem OOC, I’m just goofin’! (Putting this under a readmore because WOW this got LONG)

Every Sunday afternoon, Scout, Pyro, and eventually Sniper when he tells everyone that he's a trans guy, hold a makeshift “Trans Buddy Club” meeting, which mostly consists of Scout mindlessly rambling about drama on base, Pyro nodding along, and Sniper occasionally adding his two cents/spilling tea as well.

Scout can speak fluent French, on account of his mom making sure to teach it to him so he could have more of a connection to his dad, but no one found out until a little after Spy told Scout he was his dad. It wasn’t long after this that Scout revealed that this entire time, he’s known every single thing that Spy's ever said to him in French, but he didn't say anything because he thought it would be funny to keep the ruse going (also because he really liked being praised in secret). Cue Spy freaking tf out because oh no, now his kid knows that he's secretly a huge softie for not only his son, but his whole team.

Sometimes Spy and Scout talk shit in French right there in front of the team, but no one has any fucking idea what they’re saying and to be honest it’s pissing Soldier off the most, much to the father and son duo’s amusement.

Pyro secretly has a little black rabbit named Lucifer (Lucy for short) in their bedroom, which they only take out to get some fresh air and hop around very early in the morning, before anyone else is awake. The only people who know are Medic, Spy, and surprisingly enough Soldier, whose raccoons became friends with Lucy.

Sniper has a goldfish in his RV, but it died three months after he joined the team; he has no idea though because Miss Pauling replaces it every time one passes away, so now Sniper is convinced he has the world’s oldest goldfish.

Scout and Soldier both really want a dog, but they're not allowed to have one on-base. :(

((Heavy plans on sneaking a dog in next Christmas and no one can stop him. It’s gonna be a Border Collie named Bandit, and it gets the most attached to Scout and Heavy.))

Demo is no longer allowed to make mixed drinks for parties; the last time he did, he got everyone so shitfaced that they had to cancel work for three days in a row in order to recover from it.

Continuing off of that: drunk headcanons.

Demoman: Unassuming drunk. Acts like he usually does, unless he’s gotten particularly shitfaced for a party/event, in which case he’ll be slurring so bad that no one can understand him anymore.

Pyro: Giggly drunk. Is just laughing the whole fucking night at nothing in particular, which scares anyone who’s still sober. If they’re too far gone, they’ll start mumbling something that sounds like it’s in Spanish.

Spy: Party drunk. An absolute fucking mess, he’s trying to impress everyone and keep their attention on him, which usually leads to him standing on tables and dancing until he falls and passes out.

Sniper: Sleepy drunk. Out like a fucking light at the slighest bit of alcohol. If he wakes up and keeps drinking though, he’ll just be slurring like Demo, only with a lot more anger in his voice. Let him sleep, or he’ll fucking stab you to death.

Scout: Clumsy drunk. Bumps into anything and everything; eventually has to be given a sippy cup for his alcohol because he dropped three glasses in a row. Talks even faster than usual, until he accidentally fucking pukes on someone.

Soldier: Calm drunk. Instead of getting loud and aggressive like most would think/fear, he’s just… chillin'. Just watches the shitshow as it happens, not even laughing when people get hurt/fall down. Kinda terrifying if we’re being honest here.

Engineer: Depressed drunk. His depression goes through the roof if he has too much, so he doesn't drink more than a few beers if he can help it. If he does accidentally drink too much, he'll be sobbing his eyes out in no time flat.

Heavy: Cuddly drunk. It’s very, very hard to get him drunk, since he’s really good at holding his liquor, but if you do, he’s gonna be hugging and carrying everyone he can get his hands on; you can expect him to have Medic and/or Pyro on his lap once he’s drunk enough.

Medic: Angry drunk. He wants to start fights with fucking everyone, all his rage coming out once he’s had a few too many; god help anyone who tries to stop him. Luckily for all involved, Heavy is more than capable of holding him still until he tires himself out.

BONUS Miss Pauling: Dumbass drunk. With too many bottles in her, she’s gonna be the one shouting and encouraging Spy to act reckless, while also encouraging Engie to drink more because quitting is for losers. Will pass out within an hour or so of downing her first drink.

BONUS The Administrator: Stereotypical drunk. Slurring, stumbling, she’s got the whole nine yards, but she’ll be damned before she let’s anyone see her that messed up. Secretly sips wine at work.

Okay, back to my rambling.

My personal headcanon names and ages for Scout’s older brothers, going from oldest to youngest: Grant 34, Timothy 32, Jacob 31, Arthur 31, Patrick 30, Malcolm 27, Curtis 26, and Jeremy (Scout) 23.

((Also, I’mma go off on my headcanon personalities for them, which are based off of how I’ve tried portraying them in my "Jeremy" fic.))

Grant - 34 years old - Bisexual - Occupation: Veteran/Construction worker - Personality: the oldest of the bunch, he takes it upon himself to keep his little brothers in line/help Ma out as much as he can. Enlisted in the Air Force after he graduated high school, and still takes a lot of pride in his veteran status after serving overseas three separate times. The family peacemaker.

Timothy - 32 years old - Homosexual - Occuptaion: Cartoonist - Personality: the gentlest of his brothers, he often gets roped into helping Grant keep the pack from running too wild. Bit of a softie; loves his husband and loves his job. Closest relationship is with Scout. Doesn’t approve of Scout being a merc but is too scared to say so. The family heart.

Jacob - 31 years old - Heterosexual - Occupation: Freelance guitarist - Personality: the firstborn of the only set of twins, Jacob is a lot more abrasive and instigating than his twin brother. Can’t grow a beard for shit, which pisses him off. Doesn’t get along well with Timmy, despite them both being talented and devoted artists. The family sword.

Arthur - 31 years old - Pansexual - Occupation: Carpenter - Personality: the second born of the only set of twins, Arthur is far more outgoing and nonchalant than his twin brother. Has a beard and loves it more than life. Secretly has a boyfriend, but is too nervous to come out. Gets along better with Jacob after they’ve become adults. The family shield.

Patrick - 30 years old - Heterosexual - Occupation: Hairdresser - Personality: probably the least social of all of the brothers, he prefers staying out of sight and out of mind tbh. Used to practice cutting everyone’s hair when they were kids. Doesn’t talk to his brothers that much, mostly due to being busy/forgetting to call more. The family shadow.

Malcolm - 27 years old - Heteromantic Asexual - Occupation: Wrestler - Personality: the most aggressive and physically competitive of his brothers, there’s nothing he won’t do to win a fight, save for using weapons/lethal force. Hard to get along with, but he still loves his brothers to bits, and was overprotective of Scout when they were younger. The family instigator.

Curtis - 26 years old - Heterosexual - Occupation: Bartender - Personality: was a total fucking mama’s boy growing up, and constantly got in trouble with his brothers for tattling on them. Still argues with Scout every time they see each other. Wants to make Ma proud, but it’s hard for him to keep a job for very long. The family drifter.

Jeremy - 23 years old - Transmale Pansexual - Occupation: Mercenary - Personality: (This is mostly for how he was as a kid) was constantly following his brothers around (especially Malcolm) in hopes of getting in on the fun. Was always treated as the family baby, so everyone was a bit scared to wrestle/fight with him for fear of getting him hurt. Very close to Timmy and Ma. The family runt.

No one on RED team can fucking drive well, save for MAYBE Sniper, but even he hates doing it. Spy gets so goddamn mad within two seconds of driving, Pyro can't stop swerving, Scout drives like a 16 year old who hasn't realized their own mortality yet, Medic jumps at every little inconsistency on the road, Heavy shouts at other drivers for being too slow/fast, Demo's depth perception is shit, Engie drives like a 90 year old grandmother, and Soldier is fine except he will literally shoot at other drivers for tailgating him/cutting him off.

The whole team has designated “Team Bonding Days” thanks to Miss Pauling, which involves playing board games, card games, and video games (in a slightly more modernized AU) together… this, of course, goes badly sometimes. The worst incident they ever had was a bad game of Monopoly that almost ended Heavy and Medic's friendship.

Uno is forever banned from Team Bonding Days. No explanation is needed.

Off the battlefield and in the base, Miss Pauling had the team set up a chore wheel, which is only occasionally followed. Engie is the most dedicated to following it, while Demo and Sniper try everything in their power to avoid cleaning the base.

Spy sometimes disguises himself as other teammates in order to get out of doing his chores, which has led to a lot of shouting matches that ended in Spy being forced to admit it was his fault.

Spy's favorite teammates to disguise himself as are Engie and Scout. He likes being Engie because he gets to be more affectionate with people without being found out, and he can act as Scout incredibly easily due to knowing him so well (tbh he's so good at masquerading as Scout that it's scary).

For Halloween, everyone put their names in Soldier's hat, then proceeded to pull out other teammates’ names to dress up as for their Halloween party. I dunno exactly who would be who, except that Scout traded around to get Spy, steals one of Spy's suits, and just goes around the party bonking people with a plastic baguette he bought online and speaking in a purposefully bad accent.

Spy: Mon fils, you can speak perfect French and you fucking know it. Please stop making a fool of ton père.

Scout: Hohoho, wee wee, I am a fucking frog that gets pegged by baguettes, hoho!

((Spy is this fucking close to committing filicide.))

Everyone can actually cook pretty well, but only very specific things for each merc: Demo can mix and blend drinks (not just alcoholic ones) like it's nothing, Pyro and Heavy like baking, Medic can barbecue anything, Scout knows how to make a lot of shit from scratch (thanks, Ma), Spy and Engie can grill like the true dads they are, Soldier will deep fry every piece of food he eats, and Sniper makes the best soups and stews imaginable.

In order of least to most messy bedrooms: Spy, Heavy, Engie, Sniper, Pyro, Demoman, Medic, Scout, and Soldier. You'd think Scout's would be the worst, but Soldier's room looks like a literal fucking war-zone.

Even when they're not working but get injured in some way (namely from shenanigans/horseplay), people will straight up kill themselves in order to respawn without the injury. The pettiest thing anyone ever respawned off-duty for was Medic suiciding over a tiny ass paper cut.

Demoman is scarily competent at the weirdest of times. For instance, Engie was once trying to figure out how to fix an issue on one of his turrets, only for Demo to stumble over, completely shitfaced, and point out the problem as well as the solution, before passing out under Engie's worktable. Demo doesn't remember this at all.

The first time Engie swore in front of the team in excess (due to dropping a hammer on his foot while he was tinkering), everyone was absolutely horrified because they had only ever heard him say “fiddlesticks” and the like.

Medic's room may not be the messiest, but goddamn is his office a fucking bomb waiting to go off 90% of the time. No one but Medic can find anything in the mess, which is just fine by him.

Heavy likes to sing (mostly just to Sasha) when he's cleaning her in the locker room. The others try to be within hearing range when he does this, because holy fuck, Heavy is a very good singer! He mostly just sings soft songs/lullabies, so his singing is sometimes used by the team insomniacs to help them get some much needed rest.

Okay, another group one. The mercs during shopping trips together:

Demoman: Sneaks a shit ton of alcohol into the cart when no one's looking. Starts complaining if he has to be at the store for too long; will try and sneak away to go home at least once during the trip. Accidentally bumps into a display case and makes a huge fucking mess.

Pyro: Sits obediently in the cart the whole time, occasionally nabbing candy and stuffed animals off of nearby shelves. Will puppy-dog eyes their way into getting everything they grabbed, no matter how much it is.

Spy: Somehow managed to steal an employee uniform and he pretends to work at the store the whole trip; the other mercs keep accidentally falling for it and asking for his help. This all goes to shit when a Karen starts shouting at him over something he didn't do, and he straight up slaps her.

Sniper: King of forgetting wtf was on the list and just grabs shit on the grounds of “Doc said we needed milk, right?” and other such excuses. Knows where everything is despite never having come here before.

Scout: “Gimme the list, I can get everythin' in, like, ten minutes!” Wants to speedrun grocery shopping due to years of shopping with his mom and brothers. Will run loose if left unsupervised and accidentally bust ass on some spilled milk.

Soldier: The one who spilled the milk that Scout busts his ass on. Insists he knows where he's going, but doesn't. Gets into a fistfight with a soccer mom while everyone's waiting to check out; the soccer mom won.

Engineer: Has a full, printed list of everything the team needs, which is organized by aisle number. Is the one who gives into Pyro's begging. Team Dad; keeps an eye on everyone and stops the soccer mom from murdering Soldier.

Heavy: Pushes the cart the entire time. Spends way too money on stuff in the protein shake aisle. At one point runs the cart down the aisle and let's go because Pyro wanted him to, and it ends up crashing into Demo.

Medic: Argues with the pharmacists at the pharmacy counter. Got lost with Soldier until they found Scout unconscious, so he had to perform CPR in the dairy aisle and a fucking paramedic criticized him the whole time; the paramedic hasn't been seen since.

BONUS Miss Pauling: Tries to more or less chaperone this shitshow of a shopping trip. Starts out cheerful and happy, ends up threatening to put child leashes on every last one of these dumbasses.

After Spy taught him how to dance in Expiration Date, Scout goes to him occasionally for advice, such as how to change a tire, how to cook certain things, how tf to do laundry, etc. Spy secretly loves that Scout does this, and tries to help him as much as he can.

Everyone on the team has called Engie “Dad” at least once, even Spy and Medic. No one comments on it.

Medic has been known to go on hour long tirades about anti-vaxxers, with Engie sometimes joining in.

Heavy buys Pyro stuffed animals during his trips to visit his family, which has started a tradition of everyone buying Pyro stuffed animals/toys when they go somewhere without them. Pyro's room is starting to look like a preschooler’s dream bedroom.

Scout calls his mom every other Friday, and he’ll occasionally let his teammates talk to her. Soldier always goes on and on about how good a soldier Scout has been (Scout cries like a baby), Medic tells her about Scout’s latest injuries (Scout damn near chokes him over it), Sniper is just glad to talk to a mom who won’t scold him for the whole phone call, Pyro hums music while Scout’s Ma sings the lyrics for them, Heavy talks about living in huge families with her, Demo asks her how she’s doing and if he can help her out at all, Engie is polite and also praises Scout, and Spy just tells her he’ll call her later before hanging up (Scout punches him for being rude to his mama).

Spy calls Scout's mom on the Fridays that Scout doesn't, mostly to check on her and sometimes to get into some, uh, “steamy” conversations over the phone. Sniper overheard a conversation between them once and now he can't look Scout or Spy in the eyes anymore.

And that's all I've got for right now! I hope you all liked my stupid headcanons!

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jackhughesismyhusband · 4 years ago

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Late Night Luke

I’ve been getting some Luke requests, so here’s a short little something for now to put y’all in the cuddly Luke mood :)

The buzz of Modern Family could be heard in the background as you combed your fingers through your sleepy boyfriends hair. Luke has requested that the two of you watch one of his favorite shows, and you ended up with Modern Family. Quinn and Jack had found themselves sitting down with you guys a few episodes in.

Luke was trying his hardest to stay awake, claiming he was up every time you’d say his name, but the second you’d go back to playing with his hair, he’d fall back asleep on your shoulder.

“Luke?”

“Hm? What?” Luke responded, clearly not very conscious.

“Alright, let’s get you to bed,” you started to stand, when Luke’s eyes shot open.

“No! I’m up! I’m up!”

You leaned your weight back onto the couch with a verbal huff.

“That’s the fifth time you’ve said that, baby. You’re tired, let’s just go to bed.”

“No, I wanna stay here with you,” Luke’s voice was slightly muffled as he tucked himself into your side and gave it more of a vulnerable, baby tone.

“But you keep falling asleep,” you tried to reason with a soft voice as you swept your fingers through his curls. You felt him relax at your calming touch.

“I’m up. I just wanna be...” Luke’s voice started to drift off as he was taken back to Dream Land.

You chuckled at his persistence, but knew you should get him to bed. Luckily, you had forced him to brush his teeth and wash his face before you started watching your show because he had a record of falling asleep while cuddled up on the couch with you, watching tv.

You slowly untangled his limbs from yours, trying not to disturb his sleep too much as you got up. The remote had been next to you two, so you spoke up to the older Hughes brothers.

“We’re heading up. Do either of you want the remote?” You asked the boys.

“Nah, I think I’m going up soon, too. Thanks though, y/n,” Jack responded with clear exhaustion on his face.

“Yeah, same goes for me, thanks,” Quinn informed you.

You carefully brought Luke to his feet to guide him towards the stairs, as you couldn’t carry his long frame. You held him by the shoulders, steering the way from behind him.

“Night, boys. See you in the morning,” you announced your exit.

They both responded with a “G’night” and a gentle smile.

Trying to get up the stairs was the difficult part. You tried to have the barely awake Luke to hold onto the railing for slight support, but it was difficult either way. Taking one step at a time was the difficult part of it all.

You had made little progress, only about six stairs up. It was even harder with Luke leaning back onto you, threatening for both you to fall. Taking another step up, Luke’s weight became too much as you tried to step up, only one foot planted down. You started to fall backwards, and went to grab something to stop the fall. You felt a hand on your back to catch your fall.

“Careful there, y/n/n. I know Luke’s face is already not a sight to see, but it’d be a shame if it got worse from taking a tumble,” Jack teased as he passed you two on the stairs.

Following behind him was Quinn who had a smirk on his face, to which you sent a glare to.

With no help from the brothers, besides Jack catching your fall, you continued to struggle your way up. Luke let out little incoherent mumblings as you tried to get him up the stairs.

Finally, the two of you made it up the flight of stairs. You quickly led Luke to his room where his welcoming bed laid. Taking Luke to the corner of his room, you plopped him down with an attempt of grace on the bed. You quickly stripped of your shorts, leaving you in your underwear and one of Luke’s shirts that was way too big for you and wore it like a dress. You were about to climb into bed with him when you realized you had forgot to have him change into his pajamas before the tv-cuddle sesh.

You groaned softly at what you were about to endure, but went forward in your mission anyways. Instead of changing him into pajamas, you decided the two of you would wear similar pjs: a shirt and undergarments. Instead of keeping Luke in his shirt, you decided to change it because he had worn it all day and had gotten sweaty when playing outside.

Walking over to your sleepy boyfriend, you sat him up as best as you could. Lifting his arms one at a time to get his shirt off was definitely a struggle, but somehow you managed. With his arms lazily still in the air, you took that advantage to quickly slide one of his shirts on. You carefully peeled his shorts off his body and discarded the clothes from the day into his hamper.

“Mmm baby,” Luke mumbled so quietly and inaudible, but you understood his language when he was sleepy.

“I’m coming, bubs. Gimme one sec,” you reached over to direct his head onto his pillow by carefully pushing his shoulders back onto the mattress. You lightly got the hair out of his face, to which he smiled with his eyes closed and let out a content hum.

You turned off the lights, plugged in both of your phones and shut the door. The second you made contact with the mattress, Luke was clinging onto you like a koala bear.

“You’re cuddly, hmm?” You smile down at the boy snuggling his head into your side.

Luke nodded his head while still planting his face on your stomach. His nose tickled you a little as he moved his head up and down, causing you to let out a little giggle. Realizing what he had done, Luke let out boyish giggles himself and continued to nod his head up and down to elicit more giggles out of you. The pure boy was so giggly, he let out more laughs than you. When he stopped, he looked up at you with an adorable smile and wide, innocent eyes, clearly exhausted, but wanting some love, which he was getting. Your cute boy, all giddy just from your cuddles and hearing you laugh. He was like a puppy with you.

“Oh, bubby, you’re precious,” He snuggled closer to you at your words. You massaged his scalp and lightly traced his back with your nails. At the comforting touch, you felt Luke relax so much, you would’ve thought he’d sink into you. Your touch never failed to make him melt.

“I love cuddles,” you could barely hear Luke with your stomach muffling his words, but you knew your boy too well and understood his message.

“I know you do, Lukey. I’m glad you do. I love your cuddles, too,” you spoke in a soft voice to calm him to sleep.

“Babes, can you sing?” Luke slightly lifted his head from you to look up at you with his eyes struggling to stay open.

“Of course, bubs, lay your head down,” Luke complied as you continued to play with his hair and rub his back, just how he likes it.

You started to sing one of his favorites that your voice supported. “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” could be faintly heard throughout the room. If you thought that he was relaxed before, you were completely wrong. Your boyfriend was trying so hard to stay awake and you knew exactly why. He had told you a while back when you had first noticed it.

He wanted to stay awake as along as possible because the longer he was awake, the longer he could see you.

It was the cutest thing in the world. Unfortunately for Luke, but fortunately for you because you’re worried that your love doesn’t sleep enough with all of his commitments, he falls asleep fast once he’s with you. When you’re not there, it’s very hard for him to fall asleep. So hard that many times a night he has to FaceTime you when he’s on a roadie to have you sing him to sleep. Luke loves the sound of your voice. You could read him the dictionary and he’d either try to stay awake to hear it all, or fall asleep in seconds at the relaxing tone.

When you finished the song, you decided to stop because you could tell your boy was about to drift off, and he could never fully go to sleep without properly expressing his love for you every night.

“I love you, y/n/n,” Luke’s muffled baby voice could be heard as he falls in and out of consciousness.

“I love you, too, Lukey,” And hearing those words was the confirmation he needed to fall asleep peacefully in your arms.

#late night luke #hockey #luke hughes #l hughes #hughes brothers #hughes family #jack hughes #quinn hughes #y/n #not requested #soft #cute and cuddly

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crystal-moon-101 · 5 years ago

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I’m sorry, I’m not great at close up/slight dynamic poses! At least the shading looks nice...

Anywayyyy, here’s that ship picture I briefly mentioned before! This is suppose to be when Julie, Breach and Francis realized they were in love with their future partner. All of them had different circumstances when it hit them.

Also! I should probally mention that my redraws are also part of my own rewrite/reboot/remake or whatever you wanna call of it each show. I have a made up canon.

-Benlie-

It had been a while since Julie met Ben, went on a couple of dates, learned his secret, adopted an alien pet and watch Ben have fourteen baby chills. A strange life Julie got caught up in, but she is somewhat glad to be part of the galaxy world in someways.

As for this relationship, is had been a quiet day where the two finally got a full date, without any chaos. It was also the time she got to see parts of Ben that he rarely displayed. His softer and cute goofball side, rather than overly confident hero pushed around.

Yes, his bravery to go out and protect or save people is a big bonus to her, but seeing this calmer side made her realize just how complicated this boy was underneath, along with being comfortable enough to show her it.

Her cute goof.

Notes:

A very up and down relationship for a while, but they finally settled and become very much official sometime when they were seventeen. Somewhat thanks to Vilgax actually...

The pair have this cute little couple comfort thing where they’ll rest foreheads together. It always calms Ben, allowing him at least a moment to relax and think, thankful to have someone close as he does so.

While Ben has had plenty of other girls flirt with them, there once was a event where a prince alien was hitting on Julie. He was quick to put the prince in his place.

Ben likes to serenade her with his guitar skills~

Julie (With Ship as her battle suit) once beat the crap out of Vilgax when he was tormenting Ben.

It’ll take quite sometime before Julie’s dad will approve of Ben. He knows the kid’s not bad, he’s just protective of his little girl, especially with the kind of life he lives.

When his arm is replaced by the Omnitrix, she was one of the key people who helped him adjust to living with it, sometime using Ship to relieve the stress it put on him in the early days of having it.

She is one of the few people who can keep him in line.

When they get back together, Ben was absolutely nervous he would screw it up again, coming off a sweeter, yet more anxious at times. But she is patient, along with admitting she also caused problems in the past as well.

Many openly tell Ben they approve of her. His parents, grandparents, Gwen, Kevin, hell, even Azmuth.

They like having morning jogs together.

-Brex-

Breach had gotten herself caught up in...dangerous and dark matters. She was so scared, unsure how to process anything. So, she went to the only person she trusted at the time, Rex.

The boy agreed to help, especially after seeing how distressed she was. Unfortunately, he ended up getting caught in the danger and the pair got stuck in a fight with some foes. Breach was wary, confused, hurting and panicked, her emotions uncontrollable. The fight, loud noises, people who hurt her, she couldn’t take it and snapped, her portals going crazy while she fled to the world of stillness. She had planned to stay there, away from all that scared and hurt her. But...Rex showed up, having chased after her.

Despite being battered, bruised and bleeding, this boy went to hell and back to reach out to her, telling her he wasn’t giving up on her, that he cares and wants to help, no matter what.

She had never had someone so determined to help her. Most would cast her aside when they saw the ugly side of her. But in that moment, she realized something. Rex did care, he was her friend and he was real...and that she loved him for it.

Notes:

Their favorite movie to watch together is ‘Book Of Life’. The colours, characters and story always makes them happy. They even dressed up as La Muerte and Xibalba on Halloween.

When they first started dating, Breach was rather insecure. It was common knowledge that Rex was handsome with a charming personality, resulting in plenty of people flirting with him. It often made her wonder why he picked her out of all the other girls.

Rex loves their height difference, because he will often nuzzle the top of her head or hang his arms over her shoulders from behind.

They both support each other on the fact they both know they are powerful EVOs that can be destructive, promising that whenever either of them snaps, the other will do what they can to reach them.

When they’re older and live together, Breach actually uses her powers to move Rex’s old family home closer to Providence for them to live in.

Rex has found a way to comfort her is by connecting their nanites. It keeps her grounded to reality and makes her feel closer to him.

When they start becoming friends, she likes to ask him all kinds of questions. Some serious, some not. He’s always happy to answer and explain how the world works to her.

You disrespect his girl, he won’t be afraid to disrespect you. (That or smack you.)

Her relationship towards Six and Holiday is somewhat iffy...but it gets there.

-Zancis-

It had been a a few month since Francis crashed with the Saturdays, hiding from his people. But over time, he started to feel...strange? He didn’t know what was wrong with him, so he began to invetiage.

Could he be sick? No, that wasn’t it, because it only happened whenever he was around Zak. They would still sass each other, but he knows it’s not old grudges jabbing away at him. Maybe his people put a code in his brain?...Nope, not that.

He seems a good while trying to figure out what is wrong, when one day it finally hit him. Somehow, when walking into the kitchen one morning, seeing a dead tired Zak tying up his messing hair in the sunlight, was what made him realizes he had feeling for the fellow teen....it was also then he realized how screwed he was.

Notes:

It took a good while for Francis to gain the approval of each Saturday member. They were all so protective of their youngest member. Drew somewhat scared him the most.

His confession for Zak had...not been romantic in the slightess. Instead, he shouted out his feelings for him after a tense situation and argument.

Zak is a very cuddly and snuggly guy, always wanting some kind of psychical contact with others. Poor Francis wasn’t use to kind of affection, along with how needy his boyfriend could get.

Zak is 100% the alpha of the relationship. He can be scary when he wants to be.

When they started dating, Francis did endly research on relationships (Both romantic and friendship), partner behavior and even about dragon, given Zak is partly one.

They still and always will love to tease and sass each other, making it somewhat a running joke to roast one another.

When Zak became aware of his feelings, he offer to start dating and see where it went. But it would take him a bit before he would start falling for his green boy.

As much as they tease each other, Zak is really the only person Francis can go to about his deep rooted issues. He had been learning a lot about family since joining the Saturdays.

Wadi is a hard core shipper of the two.

Francis swears he nearly had a heart attack after seeing what ‘The Hammerthrow’ was...

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stenbrozier · 4 years ago

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Adopting a Kitten with the Adult!Losers

Warnings: slight PTSD mention from cat attacks + swearing

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Bill:

- He’d be a little hesitant about getting a cat

- Not because he doesn’t like them, just because he never had any pets growing up and he didn’t wanna do the wrong thing

- You had found the Calico kitten on the side of the road on the way home from work shaking in the rain storm, and, while he was all for helping the poor thing, he thought that you were going to take it to a shelter after a day or so

- But when you gave him puppy eyes and asked him to keep it, Bill became putty in your hands and immediately ran to the pet store to get the cat a cute lil collar and the other things she needed to live comfortably

- You named her Jupiter and she was very bouncy and energetic, something Bill could simply never get used to

- She’d jump on his desk and slide on the papers or run under his feet when he was coming downstairs for dinner

- But he loved her nonetheless

- Bill didn’t show it, but you could tell he loved whenever she’d curl up in his lap or whenever he heard her little feet running across the hall to come see him in his office

- One time, while he thought you were taking a nap, you heard him playing with her and giggling softly, talking to her in an adorable little baby voice

- He simply loved her, even as she got older and become more relaxed but more clingy

- Jupiter could be most likely found in his lap or in his arms, and it was simply the most adorable thing

Richie:

- He hates cats

- He didn’t have any animals growing up, but he was attacked by the neighborhood stray when he was around 9 or 10, and ever since then, he thought that they were demons

- Richie was walking through LA to get you guys something good for breakfast when he ended up in front of a pet store and he had the crazy urge to walk in

- As soon as he stepped in, there was a cat cage and there was a tiny white kitten with a little pink color on

- Richie didn’t know why but his heart kinda melted and he got all excited

- He pulled out his phone and snapped a picture, sending it to you accompanied by a text that read “please 🥺🥺”

- “Rich I thought you hated cats.” “yeah but this one is pretty” “fine but you better still be getting breakfast”

- He adopted the cat, getting everything she needed and literally going overboard

- After picking up some pancakes at the old diner in the city, he walked back with bags filled with things for her in one hand, your breakfast in the other, and then her sleeping in his shirt pocket

- Richie walked in with a smile on his face and you cooed at the little kitten softly, begging him to name her Marie, like the cat from Aristocats

- “Baby I don’t care as long as she can sit at the table when we eat” “Richie cats sit at the table their food bowl belong on the floor” “No she’s a princess and she should be treated as such”

- And to think that just hours before, Richie refused to let a cat step foot in the house

Eddie:

- When you guys moved into your first house together, he was adamant on no animals

- He grew up believing that he was allergic, despite how many times he went to a friend’s house with a dog or a couple cats and nothing happened

- But one day, as you were exploring the little town you guys moved into, you stumbled upon a pet store and begged him to go in

- Eddie was reluctant but when he saw how excited you got when you saw the little kittens in the cage by the window, he gave in

- “Eddie, they’re so tiny” you reached your hand in and started playing with a solid grey one, the sunlight bouncing off its fur and reflecting a silvery light

- You asked to pick it up out of the cage and when the worker handed it to you, she told you his name was Mushroom

- “Eddie, did you hear” “Yes, Baby, I heard. Mushroom” Eddie had is arms crossed over his chest but when the cat snuggled into your chest his heart melted a little at the face you gave him

- “Ed-“ “What does a cat need”

- You smiled wide and told him the basics: food, bowls, litter box, litter, and you even convinced him to get a couple of quiet toys

- He wanted to get a collar for him, but he decided that he would be a strictly indoor cat and there would be no need

- On the walk home, Mushroom stayed in your arms as you talked to him softly, getting back a few meows in response

- Eddie just smiled and wrapped his hand around your waist, holding everything else in his free hand

Stanley:

- As soon as you guys moved in together after college, he wanted an animal. He was able to work from home with his accounting job, and you couldn’t, so he was always very lonely

- Stanley is a whiner. He whined about you leaving for work every morning or when you were too tired to watch a movie with him at night

- So for his birthday, you decided you were going to get him a lil friend

- You went to the shelter, asking to see all the cats cause he would not like a dog, and you saw this older cat named Margo

- She was about 4, all nice and calm, and she had a pretty black coat with piercing eyes that reminded you of Stanley’s

- You had to get her, and so you did

- You wanted to surprise Stan, obviously so you brought her home through the back door, knowing his was working in his office in the front of the house

- You waited until he had gotten up to go to the bathroom to walk out into main part of your house, letting the cat out to get accustomed

- Stanley walked back in with a glass of water and nearly dropped it when he saw the little fuzzy being sniffing around his wheelie office chair

- “No way” he had tears in his eyes as he calmly went up to the cat, scratching behind her ear “whats her name”

- “Marco” “Holy shit. Hi, Marco, I’m your dad”

- She snuggled right up into his hand causing him to start crying because of how happy he was

- “Now I won’t be lonely ever again. God, (Y/N), I love you”

Mike:

- Since you guys lived so close to the library, you were able to think about getting an animal

- You both worked the same hours together at the library, so a dog was out of the question, but Mike brought the idea of getting a cat

- It just so happened that a few days after you guys talked about it, you found a skinny kitten curled up underneath the awning of the entrance on a hot day

- You took the kitten in, and placed it on the front desk

- “Mikey, we have to keep him” “Okay, he can be our library cat”

- You never really gave him a name, just always called him “Baby”

- You guys bought him everything he needed and got him a collar, knowing that he’d probably be happier as an outdoor cat as well

- You guys attached a little cat door to the front of the library

- You also started taking donations for the local animal shelter in honor of the new kitten

- You guys also got more visitors because they all came to see your kitten

- As he got older, he’d wander a lot and would bring back friends, sometimes pregnant friends

- There were many times that you guys had to replace the pillows of the couches because there were little kittens born on them

- But, since you and Miek had no kids, “Baby” and his friends were always welcome, even if you told them no because they’d get in anyways

Ben:

- Ben always wanted a dog, but it was difficult to get one with your busy schedules

- So you ended up getting a cat from the shelter, a big 5 year old Maine Coon named Ziti

- He was big and cuddly enough for it to seem like there was a dog around the house

- But easy maintenance cause it was still a cat

- Ben would be gone for weeks at a time and you worked 8 hour days, so it was the best option and it was nice on your end to not come home to emptiness some days

- It was really strange having such a small animal in such an expansive house, but you wouldn’t trade it

- He’d lay with you and Ben during movie nights and would beg for attention with harsh, deep mewls

- Ziti would sit on Ben’s lap while he did conference calls, and it was really funny to you because he would have this stern look on his face that would just scream “I’m involved too”

- “Baby, come take Ziti” “Mr. Hanscom...you named him Ziti?” “That was his given name...(Y/N)!”

- Ziti was attached to Ben, like he was always with him and it was so sweet to watch Ben prepare dinner and have Ziti sitting on the counter next to him

Bev:

- She had always wanted a cat. It was you who was hesitant

- While you were both home for work, she still wanted another companion around that would make your small studio apartment feel a little more like home

- You felt bad for keeping an animal cooped in your apartment

- But Bev argued that cats were made for apartment life

- So you went to the shelter and adopted a ginger cat named Rocky

- He was big and tough and liked to cuddle

- He was also severely distracting because he was talkative and it annoyed you to no end

- But Bev wanted him because he would sit with her while she sewed dresses together

- He would sit with you in the couch against your laptop because he liked the heat emitted from it

- But he was very large and it was hard for you to focus because he looked so content and you just wanted to kiss him all the time

- He had that effect on you

- He was your guys’ baby and he knew it

#stanley uris x reader #richie tozier x reader #eddie kaspbrak x reader #bill denbrough x reader #beverly marsh x reader #ben hanscom x reader #mike hanlon x reader #it chapter one imagines #it chapter two imagines #masterlist

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hecohansen31 · 5 years ago

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Michael may be the antichrist, but by dint of eating sweets, this sweet tooth boy has a caries, which he has to go to the dentist for treatment. Because of the drugs, he does not recognize his girlfriend, who is sad at first, until he begins to get agitated, saying that she is beautiful and that he wants to marry her, under Miss Mead's laughter. Sweet boy is adorable when he is drugged or drunk. I can imagine him being cuddly and cute everytime something like that happen to him.

(A/N): Hello lovely!

First of all, I am extremely sorry for being this late with this prompt, and for the later ones that shall come, mostly because... I am starting university (after publishing this I’ll disappear to put thing in my backpack and luggage)... and also I am trying to follow the scheme “one fanfiction, two asks” so that I can be balanced with both and give you something to read daily!

Very sorry, if I am a bit slow!

Also I hope you’ll enjoy this!

WARNINGS: Dentist, High! Michael.

You sometimes asked yourself whether the Satanists had turned to the wrong door when they had come for Michael, ending up with a baby-eyed boy who literally loved candies and sweets more than his own girlfriend.

Not that you made it a fault to him, since you also had a pendant for sweets, but you couldn’t help but laugh at his constant protests when his teeth hurt due to a few cavities that came both from sugar and him not taking proper care of his dental hygiene.

What made him even sadder was that you kept on refusing his kisses.

His horrible toothache had ended up with landing them over at the dentist, no matter Michael’s initial protests, the same one you could have heard from a child.

“What if it hurts?”

“It won’t” you had soothed him, meanwhile Mrs Mead brought you to the dentist appointment, since Michael absolutely needed the two women of his life to do this, and conquer his fear “… there is the anesthesia for that, you won’t hear a single thing”.

“But it’s annoying!” he had protested, punching softly his thighs, which had looked ridiculous because he honestly sounded and looked like a child, caged in an adult body, probably a consequence of having grown in a night.

“I know, my dear Mikey” had intervened Mrs Mead, who had been a true support for you for the entire time of the car ride “… but it won’t last forever and after your teeth will be all cured and you’ll be able to enjoy eating sweets again”.

Michael had seemed extremely comforted by that, and he had leaned further into you.

You had thought it was a simple move to come closer, but he had actually taken advantage of it leaning closer to your ear to ask you if he could kiss you after the dentist appointment.

You smiled brightly, smacking a quick kiss to his cheeks.

“Of course, baby boy!”.

Once you had reached the dentist office, you had held his hand for the entire time it was possible, but for the operation you hadn’t been allowed in the sterile room, and Michael had looked at you as if you had betrayed him.

But he had just stood straighter at the promise of the gentle dentist of all the ice cream in the world.

And when he had come out, he seemed definitely relaxed, not to say what you might have identified as “high” and the dentist had explained that they had dosed him with a bit more of anesthesia, since he had seemed very very scared.

So, the dentist suggested to handle him with care and attention and avoid any shock, suggesting that a nice ice cream would have helped, with the hurt and lessening the effect of the anesthesia, alongside that had all Michael had been talking for the entire operation, whenever he could.

Mrs Mead had thanked the expert and paid and you had moved to collect Michael from the orthodontist’s hands, but as you had tried to grab his hand, he had immediately shaken himself away from you, looking at you shocked.

“Pretty lady, what the hell?!” which sounded even more ridiculous, because due to the anesthesia, he couldn’t move partially a part of his face which made the words slurry and sometimes not totally understandable.

“Michael, c’mon, don’t joke around!” you had softly reprimanded him, meanwhile you had gently caressed his head, just to get an even more confused look “… we are going for ice cream”.

“Seriously?” he had looked at you, with no recognition in his eyes, and then at Mrs Mead “… do I have a date with this pretty girl?”.

The dentist had started laughing softly, meanwhile Mrs Mead smirked and you couldn’t help but be a bit heartbroken that Michael didn’t recognize you, although the “pretty girl” made you melt.

“Yes, sweet boy of mine” had confirmed Mrs Mead, and Michael immediately grabbed your head, turning you around playfully, his eyes shining of endless happiness.

“I am going out with a pretty girl! I am going out with a pretty girl! “he had kept on chanting, meanwhile you laughed breathless for Michael’s energetic approach.

“Sweetheart, calm down, you are a bit…” “high on medical drugs” was the proper definition “… sloppy”.

And he had looked honestly close to crying, moving from immediate joy to utter sadness.

“Am I sloppy?” he had grabbed you, a bit too rough, pushing you closer “… am I making you unhappy?”.

“No no, baby” and you had sent a look to Mrs Mead, pleading for some help, meanwhile the older woman had simply laughed at your expenses “… I am just worried for you”.

This made Michael turn around to all the people waiting in the guest room, and shout:

“Pretty girl is worried for me!”

This was definitely not going to be easy.

At the ice cream parlor, the things hadn’t gotten better and meanwhile Mrs Mead had left you alone, no matter your protests, on your little “date” to run some errands, you had had to deal with Michael smashing his ice-cream anywhere…

…except his mouth…

You had cleaned him with wipes but every time Michael haf tried to catch your hands, as if it was his mission and when he finally had, he had screamed loud enough for everyone in the ice cream shop to hear, about his intention to make you an honest woman and marry you.

“I love you, pretty girl, will you do the honor of becoming my wife?” all of this, in front of impressionable clients, who had looked at you lovingly and clapping loudly, meanwhile you blushed compulsively.

You had had to swiftly pay for the ice cream and eaten part of yours, meanwhile you had walked to Robinchaux, and Michael had kept asking for your answer, which got him a quick “ask me again, when you are not high”.

He had protested and almost cried again, making you say that you loved him over anything, which got him quite as distracted as the light of the traffic light and you had had to grab his arm to stop him from being hit by a Range Rover.

But back at Robinchaux you could finally relax a little mostly because Michael was suddenly feeling sleepy and you agreed with his proposition of cuddling together, which got the two of you to finally lay down and enjoy a quiet time, although Michael still mumbled about “his pretty lady” and you couldn’t help but find it adorable, meanwhile you passed your hand through his hair.

Petting his hair was an extremely amazing award, mostly since normal Michael wouldn’t let you even come close to his hair, muttering something about not wanting you to get them dirty, since he had recently showered.

So, you completely took advantage of the situation, gently cooing him, meanwhile he entangled himself completely around you, moving his head on your chest, and sometimes lying silly and sloppy kisses which let you giggly and asking yourself if maybe high! Michael wasn’t better than normal! Michael.

Normal! Michael came back to you later that night tugging you in bed, meanwhile you moved to your own secret stash of sweets, tugging on the hem of your pleated skirt:

“Where are you going, (Y/N)?” he asked, softly, still a bit sleepy.

“Oh, now you remember my name?” you smirked, gently hugging him, before you poked him a bit less softly “You promised me a big wedding ring”.

Michael looked at you confused, before you exploded in a laughing fit, meanwhile he suddenly became more and more confused, but then he saw the sweets in your hand, and lost his mind on those.

Well certainly everything was back to normal.

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volatileukulist · 5 years ago

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slightly late but you reblogged after i went to sleep, ssshhhh. ten facts bout cirocco and eider plz~

Ofc ofc!

Cirocco

A X O L O T L F R I E N D A A A A A A

Anyways heres some facts about my baby~

Cirocco never knew their birth parents, they kinda had Cirocco and then vanished (they were probably eaten by Crocs ngl.) They were raised by their adoptive grandfather though, a cranky old crocodile named Katoua who loved and cared for them and probably wanted to eat them? But he was too old to do so.

They were raised in a swamp, with mostly crocodiles and birds. None of the swamp people knew the human language and instead talked in a more guttural language, so Cirocco's fragmented English/Common comes from them taking the time to learn the language themself.

The reason Cirocco loves humans so much is because there was this pretty human couple who would trek the swamps looking for rare herbs for healing potions. They'd follow the couple everywhere out of sight and eventually their natural curiosity caused them to hyperfixate on human culture. Their hyperfixation grew into an actual genuine respect for the good parts of the culture.

Cirocco is very talented in magic - specifically Lightning/Storm and Wind Magic. I think it comes from their energetic nature and their impatience when it comes to things. So they use Lightning to unleash all their pent up energy and wind to get things going.

Cirocco is Aro/Ace and has no intentions of ever being in a romantic relationship, but they do want a lifelong companion to go on adventures with! I think that's their definition of love, just a friend who will be there for them through thick and thin and will give them cuddles sometimes but like, platonic cuddles of the friendship varied.

Cirocco is very affectionate towards their friends, very touchy feely and very cuddly if you let them. They are very small and will cuddle up against you and fall asleep in your lap if you let them.. I think they just like the warmth of humans too? Since Axolotls are cold-blooded, so having a friend to steal heat from is just….. very good but also Cirocco just… likes connecting platonically to people and likes doing it with hugs~ nwn

The cutest form of affection they give imo, is to Deirdre, their best friend and basically their adoptive big sister? Since Deirdre is touch sensitive, the two of them pap each other with their magic tomes, just….. little harmless boops. It sounds weird but, it's just……..very good and they really put a lot of trust in each other, which Deirdre has a lot of trouble doing so it's one of my favourite friendships to write nwn

Cirocco is always fascinated to meet new people and thought they might look naive and overexcitable, they were taught by Deirdre about how to establish boundaries so they wouldn't get taken advantage of. Its a cute little mirror between Deirdre's parents, since Pip is a lot like Cirocco in terms of naivety and Rafe is a lot more cautious around others, mirroring his daughter.

Before they met Deirdre, and when they first left the swamp to explore the human world, they came across the cottage of an old grandmother, who they assumed mistook them for her grandchild. The grandma fed and clothed them for a short while before they went on their way. Whenever they are around that area, they do their best to come visit their grandma and give her cute gifts.

Cirocco should probably be wearing glasses? Since Axolotls have bad vision and are sensitive to light, but also, its my fantasy anthropomorphic axolotl and i can do what i want… but also cirocco stealing people's glasses to wear them and being astounded at how pretty the world is when its not blurry? Good shit.

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Next up is.....

Eider

BBWBF. Aka big buff wolf boyfriend nwn

I've been RPing him with a bunch of the group and I,,, I love him a lot nwnwnwn

Technically a first generation Faunus in the original 'verse he was made for. His mother is an infamous human mage who was just… very good at what she did, and his father is a wolfman and an excellent hunter. He was the son of the Chieftain and was set to becoming the next. His parents gave up their prestige and jobs to be together in order to start their family, though every so often, small rumors are whispered about a powerful arcane spirit who watches over the city by night…

Eider was an incredibly overexcitable kid and had a tendency to hyperventilate and faint because of it, especially when running around with his siblings. His parents got really worried about their son passing out every time he played outside? So his dad forced him to sit down with him every night for a month straight and taught him all these different breathing techniques that his tribe used when preparing for a hunt. He's a lot older now, and while Eider has mellowed out significantly, he might still get a bit over excited in certain situations he's less familiar with..

I…. Liked Eider with glasses so much I gave him bad vision just so he could wear them… sorrynotsorry but also, realistically, he's prolly farsighted and colourblind to green thanks to his wolf pappa.

He's got a sigil tattooed on his right thigh that his momma actually discovered on one of her adventures as a mage! She asked him to get it, but he was 19 and wanted a tattoo anyways, so he used the sigil design she found. He traces the symbol whenever he's nervous and believes it gives him strength.

Has 4 other siblings; Tethys, Sterling, Urias and Argos and a niece, Brianne who is Sterling's kid. Eider's the middlest kid of the five. Because of his gentleness, Eider's often babied by his two older siblings and Urias, much to his displeasure and oftentimes, Tethys and Urias like to hop into his lovelife. His relationship with Argos is pretty good, considering his more eccentric siblings. Eider is very much the person he goes to for advice.

Eider is actually a pretty good chef! He picked it up as a hobby and it sorta became a passion of his to cook for his friends and family. Though he'd never do it as a career, because he knows how high intensity a culinary career would be, so. Eider just likes food and stuff because it brings people together!

Eider is very much a gentle giant and is pretty shy, but tries his best when it comes to other people to be amicable, but also….. he just really likes showing off his body. He's confident in his own skin and He's proud of how hard he's worked on himself and he's a bit touch-starved so he likes it when people ask to touch his arms or chest.

Usually, Eider is very calm around others and will often mask his feelings with his gentle boy personality, so seeing or hearing his tail wagging is a very good indication of how excited or happy he is.

Eider gets very easily flustered, especially around guys he thinks are attractive or if he's being embarrassed by his siblings. He speaks very slowly usually, pads out his sentences and uses 'uhm' a lot, but when he's flustered he either: can't speak words or stutters over words and repeats phrases. His face is very prone to blushing.

He secretly really wants to go to a pride parade and just lose himself in the festivities. Eider wants to feel good about himself and his sexuality after hiding in the closet for like, 24+ years, and I think he'd love to make a bunch of cool LGBT+

#luplaguz #10 facts ask thingy!

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exo-kpopper · 6 years ago

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Bullies

Pairing: Hui x Reader

Words: 2k+

Genre: Fluff, Bully, Friendship to relationship

-Please let me go! I told you I don't have any money for you! you said as the taller boys were trying to take your bag to see if there was any money in it.

-Liar. I know your mom gave you money for your lunch. Give it to us.

-No! I won't be able to eat otherwise...

-Aren't you fat enough? No need to put any more food in this... body, one of them said with a disgusted look on his face.

As the words hit you, tears started to fill your eyes and you tried to run away. You didn't want your bullies to see you cry or be weak.

-Please, let me go, you said with a shaky voice.

-Oh well, would you look at that? The little girl is about to cry, another one said with a mocking voice as he was laughing.

You tried to get away from their grip but the tallest of them grabbed your wrist and pushed you on a wall.

-I think you don't understand clearly here. I told you to give me your money, you fat ass.

Tears fell down on your cheek as you tried to hold back your sobs. It was always like that. I had been a week since you haven't eaten at school and you were clearly tired of it.

-Namjoo, please let me go! It's been a week since I haven't eaten anything at school! My mom is worried!

-I don't give a damn. Do you have it? he asked one of his friends who was holding your wallet, taking out all your money.

-Yep, we can go.

-Bye-bye, loser. Thanks again for the money.

As he left, you fell on the ground and started to cry abundantly. You were used to it after three years but it still hurt you a lot every time. You never did anything to get on their nerves but apparently, they chose you as a victim.

-You shouldn't let them do this to you, said a voice you couldn't recognize.

You lifted your head to see who talked to you and you saw Lee Hoetaek, a guy who was in your class. he was the silent type and he never answered when the teacher asked him questions. You didn't understand why he would talk to you.

-What do you want me to do more? I try my best to defend myself.

You stood up and after looking at him one last time, you left, not sure if he was there out of pity or only to help you. You didn't want people to pity you, you needed help and a friend for support. That was your only wish.

The weeks past and Hoetaek didn't talk to you again.

-I knew it, you told yourself. He was only there out of pity.

As you walked in the hallway, you didn't pay attention to who was in front of you and you hit them while walking.

-I'm sorry, you said.

But of course, it had to be one of your bullies so apologies wouldn't be enough.

-Who do you think you are, you fat ass!

People around started to laugh and you wanted to leave right now.

-I said I was sorry, you said as you tried to pass next to him but of course, he stopped you.

-Give me your money for your lunch. I'll need it.

-I don't have any. I made myself lunch.

-Well, give it to me, dumbie.

-No...

-No? Oh, shut up. You don't know who you're messing with. Give it to me. Now.

You didn't know what to do. You didn't want to give him your lunch but you wanted him to stop. You sighed and grabbed your backpack and was about to give him your lunch but a voice stopped you.

-Don't give it to him, (Y/N). I'm pretty sure she said no to you, Hangyeol.

-Mind your business, Lee. I don't need you to ruin my stuff.

-Then leave her alone.

-Who are you? Her boyfriend?

-What if I was?

-You're not, so mind your own business. You, give me your lunch.

-Hey! I think you didn't understand me here. Leave. Her. Alone.

-I think you don't know who you're messing with, Lil' boy.

Before you could think of anything to stop the fight, Hoetaek's fist had met Hangyeol's face, making him back off a little. You could see the surprise and the anger on Hangyeol's face and you were getting scared for Hoetaek.

-Hoetaek, we should leave now. This is getting dang...

You didn't have the time to finish your sentence that Hangyeol jumped on Hoetaek to punch him in the face. Namjoo arrived a few minutes later and screamed at Hangyeol to stop, just to know what was going on.

-He tried to defend the fat ass and punched me in the face. He's having what he deserved.

-What did you call her?! You fucking asshole!

You wanted them to stop. You didn't like fights at all and now they were two against Hoetaek. Hangyeol was still punching him until he was on the ground and Namjoo started to kick his ribs. You started to cry out loud and ran to go get a teacher. This had to stop now. You didn't want Hoetaek to get hurt.

-Sir! Sir, you have to come with me!

-What's going on?

-There's... There's a fight... Hoetaek... Hangyeol and Namjoo are on him... Please.

-Calm down, Miss (Y/L/N). Lead me to them.

You did so and after a few minutes of the teacher pulling Namjoo and Hangyeol away, Hoetaek could finally stand up. You took him to the infirmary and started to treat him. He was looking down, his eyebrows frowning a bit when you hurt him.

-Why?

-Why what? he said in a husky voice that made you shiver a bit.

-Why would you protect me? We're not even friends?

He looked at you with anger in his eyes.

-You don't deserve that, (Y/N). It's been so long and it still continues.

-So you defended me out of pity? Thank you but I don't need it. I'd rather suffer than being pitied.

You were about to leave but he grabbed your wrist and brought you into a hug.

-It wasn't out of pity...

You were completely frozen. Why would Lee Hoetaek take you in his arms?

-Let me protect you... They'll stop, I promise...

You slowly nodded and put your arms around him as you started to cry again. You probably looked like a baby but you didn't care. You felt so relieved that you could lean on someone for once in your life. You stayed like that a couple of minutes before the nurse came in and told you to leave since Hoetaek was treated. The older boy stayed with you but you didn't talk at all. You were pretty much the shy type and you didn't know what to talk about with him. After a few minutes, you arrived in class a couple of minutes before the bell rang and you sat next to each other. You took a deep breath and looked at him.

-Thank you, you got beaten because of me and you didn't deserve it.

He petted your hair and gave you a soft smile.

-Don't worry about it. I'll take it all until they stop.

You blushed a little under this attention and that made him laugh.

-I don't get why they hate you so much... You are so cute..., he said while putting away of your face a lock of hair.

You blushed even more and didn't answer to his compliment. You didn't think you were cute or even pretty. You thought you were a fat ass just like your bullies told you. However, it was the contrary as to Hoetaek. He thought you were beautiful and that you really needed to be protected. He just never found the courage before today to defend you.

***

It had been a few weeks since Hoetaek and you became friends. He was really nice to you and he always protected you from your bullies. You became really close to each other and you were really comfortable with him. Hoetaek was really the cuddly type and you loved the moments where you would just hug each other out of the blue. And as time passed, you realized you had developed a crush on him. It was pretty obvious to you that you were feeling more than friendship and you became even more cuddly with him, to his own pleasure. He liked having you close to him and knowing that you trusted him as much as he trusted you.

You were outside of school for the day since you didn't feel like going to class today and he went with you on your little trip to the city.

-Hey, (Y/N), wanna go grab something to eat? My stomach is literally screaming for food.

-Yup yup! Where do you want to go?

-What about this sweet pizzeria next to the mall?

Your smile faded a little when he mentioned that place.

-Ye... Yeah of course...

-Are you sure? We can go somewhere else.

-No, it's fine... It's just that Namjoo and his friends often go there to eat and I don't want to meet them.

He brought you in a hug after hearing you and kissed the top of your head, making you blush.

-Don't worry. I'm here no matter what.

You held him tighter against you and slightly nodded. You knew he was there and that he wouldn't leave. You trusted him for that. He backed off of the hug and took your hand in his.

-Let's go?

You nodded and followed him, noticing he didn't let go of your hand. You were blushing a lot but a huge smile took place on your face. God knows how much you felt happy at that moment. But of course, something had to go bad. As always.

-Well, well, well. Look who's here.

Just as you entered the small pizzeria, Hangyeol noticed you and decided he wanted to humiliate you once more. But Hoetaek didn't answer. He just went to a table and waited for a waiter or a waitress to go give you the menus. He totally ignored the boys not far from you and always did his best to catch your attention, which he did pretty well. Until you received a french fry full of ketchup right in the face. He gently whipped it away with a napkin and then stood up.

-Hoetaek, please don't.

But he didn't listen to you. He took the bottle of ketchup on your table and went to the boys' table. Once he was there, he opened the bottle and poured a lot on Hangyeol's head.

-That's for all the fucking times you humiliated her, you fucking bitch.

He then dropped the bottle on the table and went back to you. He took your hand and he brought you out of there.

-Hoetaek! Where are we going?

-Somewhere far from these assholes. I'm just so done with them!

-Hoetaek, let them be! I don't care what they do anymore. I just try to ignore them.

He turned around and looked at you angrily.

-And why do you do that? Why do you let them bother you all the time? I already told you. YOU DON'T FUCKING DESERVE THAT!

-I KNOW! Will you please calm down...? Hoetaek... I don't mind about them because you're here... I don't give a damn about them! Even if they hurt me, even if they scream at me, I don't care because I know that I'll see you around every time. I'm at best whenever you're with me and you're always with me. So let them be. I'm happy just being with you.

-But...

-Hoetaek, stop!

-No, I can't let...

And before he could finish his sentence, you gently pressed your lips on his, making him shut his mouth. You broke away from the kiss and smiled at him.

-I only need to know you're with me.

He slowly nodded and then pulled you into another hug, holding you tighter than he ever did.

-Did you really mean that kiss?

-Yes...

He separated himself from you and cupped your face with his hands.

-God, I like you so much! he said before bringing you into another kiss, making you feel a thousand butterflies in your stomach.

-I like you too, Hoetaek, even if you're stubborn as shit, you said with a wide smile on your face.

So what if people mocked you? So what if people bullied you? Hoetaek was here, and that's all that mattered...

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