#but seriously i adore all the silly nicknames you come up with !!!! it's like an endless sugar high wheel! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

[ziipzeepzop-eez]

KITTTYYYYYYYYYYYY 😭😭😭💞❤️💕💕✨❤️💕💞💕❤️✨💕❤️💞💕❤️✨❤️💕💕💞💞✨❤️💕💞💕‼️‼️‼️‼️

HOW D A R E YOU EXIST AS THE. MOST WHOLESOME BEING IN THE WORLD???

As for ME, I will never shut up about how much I love your expressions of love for my writing 😭😭😭 It gives me a confidence boost like you wouldn't BELIEVE. Maybe you should be careful haha!! 😂💞..... nah, I still have a long way to go. but having friends like you at my side will get me there yet! (⁠ ⁠･ั⁠﹏⁠･ั⁠)

— same bc I giggled whilst writing it too! XD—

OHHHHH AKSHDKDHDJFHFJFBD KITTYYYYY STOPPPPPP 😂😂😭🩵🩵🩵 I don't know what to say!!!!! The way you go in and decipher all the details like it's some worthwhile professionally published title presented to the elites.,,,, (and hey, since it's for y'all , maybe it is.) it means more to me than you know!! :(((( you're so :(((((( so so sweet :((((

Thank you. Thank you thank you thank you thank thank you you, muchas gracias, merci beaucoup, gomawo, kinisou chapur (*🇫🇲🗣️ NATIVE LANGUAGE MENTIONED!! 💥*), danke, and "THANK YOU IN EVERY OTHER LANGUAGE IN THE WORLD BECAUSE THAT'S HOW GRATEFUL I AM!!!

I love you for a million years and ongoing, my dearest!!! Big sisi loves you!!!!!!!

Greetings, i hope you're doing good🤍

Can i please request ROTTMNT brothers with their little sister?

Type: hc, platonic, hurt/comfort.

Scenario: it's about little sister reader who had been in a relationship - since she's the same age as Mikey - but she got cheated on and dumped so once her family knows - *cough* thanks to Donnie and his trackers *cough* - they go get revenge for their heart broken little sister.

(If it's okay with you can you add future Leonardo acting like the oldest brother/father to reader? It's okay if you don't want to, no pressure)

❝ home is where your heart is. ❞

⋆ ˚☁️ ⁀➴ − ⌗ 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

❝l 𝓪/𝓷: the wayyyyyy, i actually feel kinda baddddddd, for the fool that had the audacity. to even consider - much less f o l l o w through, with cheating on THE. ✋ Hamato [Name] ................. *crickets chirping* .... nah, no i don't. HAHAHAAA (also i am so so sorry this is so late- you sent this in to me LAST YEAR....... 😀............. *runs off bawling*)

‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ | aiight. to summy this entire shindig up: i feel sorry for the sucka that did you so wrong. because lemme tell you right now babygirl lah– you. you? you, are the most estimable treasure. the cherished jewel of the Hamato Clan. whoever this joker is, just know, they fumbled the bag DEVASTATINGLY HEAVY. oh, the agony is unimaginable. unimaginable, i say!

kinda like . . . how you felt that day.

numb,

yet every nerve ending felt like it'd been cauterized – an open wound burned closed.

the same way you'd burned your heart shut, sloppily, hurriedly, with the same grace as you'd gathered your dignity as soon as you laid eyes on your once-beloved,

. . . and their new one.

THAT DAY you come home from up top, eyes red and puffy, heartbreaking whimpers streaming from your lips as you stumbled through the main entrance. –where had your heart gone?

‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ | in my professional opinion (*mocking hyena laughter echoing through the trenches*) : emotional pain, is unarguably, the worst kind of pain one can go through.

by fate, by coincidence, by the supreme pizza maker in the sky − all of your siblings were joined together in the main living room the moment you came home.

it'd be later on that you'd find out that each one of their sibling senses were tingling. it's exactly why they all coincidentally commence a living room rendezvous – which in of itself wasn't odd! it just became a tragic thing very quickly.

you didn't know whether to be relieved or even more devastated.

i concur you'd decide on a secret third thing −

when the previous relaxed vibe was wiped clean as soon as you'd stepped in and everyone caught wind of your devastation immediately, leaving a cold backwash of worry and alarm.

mikey was the first to reach you. when quickly followed by the other three, voices overlapping, all in varying tones but all uniform in inquiring 'are you okay?' . . . well. *blows heavy breath* you couldn't help the utter anguish that crashed into you in a relentless wave. being in a familiar and safe environment allowed your mind to slow down to a coherent level, and therefore allow what you witnessed to really sink in . . . you collapsed. metaphorically and physically.

"hermana? n/n, hermana, hey- hey hey- shhhh, what happened, what happened—?" leo, for all the panic that was pumping through his bloodstream, tried his best to comfort you: his foremost reaction to when you were in pain or discomfort of any kind. raph was a mess above all three of you; having previously been checking for wounds of any kind, he cringed back instantly when your cries only got louder. for a split second he was horrified he had hurt you, but a once-over showed that it . . . blessedly wasn't that? then- what . . .? donnie hovered nervously, eyes wide and shiny but even then, his hands were outstretched to you. reactive instinct. like he wanted to pull you - his only little sister - into a hug of sorts, but didn't know if it'd be received. –yet you clung to mikey with all you could hold yourself up to right then. even though he himself had no clue what was going on, he held you close and tight, tears of his own burning behind his eyes at the sight and sound of your wailing. "[n-name]? sisi, what–?" "t-they broke up with me," you bawled, your own words folding you over in despair once more. the room instantly got colder. no voices besides your own were heard. "they, th-they dumped me," you gasped, choking with hiccups, "a-and they, th-they were w-with someone e-helse! an- another per, hhu, person!"

seeing you in the aftermath of such an affair nearly killed all of your siblings.

you were so devastated that it just, broke their hearts. almost as much as yours.

you weren't like yourself.

and sure, that's to be expected!

i mean, it was your first ever relationship − your first everythings concerning intimate romance.

(well, that can happen in one's teenagehood, more or less.)

and to have what you'd thought was a beautiful bond, just.. flushed down the drain? just like that?

tha shii hurteded mayn, ngl. 😔✊

justice for [name] hamato, seriously. tf is wrong with people and dumping one of a kind gems??

‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ | there are five stages of grief, even after a breakup. denial, anger, bargaining, depression, then acceptance.

and though it's a messy, painful time for you – your family is there with you through it all.

mikey (bless him) is of course, the one who assists in you recognizing all these stages and is an immense aid for caring for your delicate emotional state.

also helps that he's practically your twin. i mean, c'mon: ever since you both were tots, you were inseparable.

dare you say he knows you better than you know yourself. and that'd go even without his impressive emotional depth.

"you're amazing." he whispers. under your shared blankets and the dead of night, in contrast to the cacophony of invasive voices in your mind, his voice connected to your conscience buried beneath the mental rubble and held taut like a string of fate. no, is what you want to say. but you don't. you can't. because deep down, you know your brother is right. that all of them are right. mikey sits up in your shared hammock, the one used for special occasions, and tugs you up with him. he presses his forehead to yours and it's no secret that his gaze is made of fire. but instead of burning right through you, leaving you to shrivel up and disintegrate, to wallow in the wake of its aftermath – it's warm. it's light. "say it." "'you're amazing,'" you drawl; it's the clearest you've spoken in days. your pseudo twin blinks, eyebrow ridges met to his invisible hairline. a moment passes. two. then mikey snorts, quickly followed by you, and before you know it you're both dissolving into a mushy pile of giggles and obnoxious snorts. it was gleeful and euphoric and by the end of it, mikey is clinging to you like a koala, overjoyed. and you let him. it felt heavenly to laugh like this again. to smile.

as for your other brothers,

i can imagine Leo dragging you into self-care sessions at random.

i would say nights but really, with you guys' schedule, it could be for any time at all aksjhhd. nights are generally reserved for patrols and on the town's !! self-care is all day, every day !!

painting your nails; smoothing a face mask with care from his esteemed varietal top-notch collection on you as well as himself; stashing up a whole bunch of snacks, pizza, candy and comics (he makes sure to get your go-to orders + whtv you may be craving in the moment); turning on some fairy lights and happily binges all your favorite movies/series with you.

he'd give you tight hugs & make a bunch of well-timed jokes to get you into a better mindset on your gloomier healing days — but he can be serious as well !!

and when that happens, it's usually accompanied by heartfelt words and him tucking you against his plastron, like he could shield you from all the monsters and bad, evil things of this world.

(he'd always damn sure try.)

for all of his annoyingness, you mean the world to him and if losers like your,

🤢 ex 🤮 can't see that—

🗣THAT'S THEIR EFFIN' PROBLEM. ALL THEIR LIFE. NOW ISN'T IT??🗣

ahh one way or another, your other two dumpling brothers get lumped into the soup of self-care too !!

they do it for you, [name]. even if they don't always really want to,

they do it for you. 😤

Raph is so sweet. as your eldest brother I feel like he'd feel somewhat responsible for your heartbreak, but you get reassured that it's not your fault, and you reassure him that it's not his either. (please be patient with his logic, he'll get there eventually 😮‍💨😅) and in the aftermath he's spoiling you absolutely rotten.

carrying you everywhere (if that's whatcha dig.) getting you whatever you want: snacks, food, books, stuffies . . . anything man, he's already got it. and he cuddles you at night, giving you gentle shell rubs and churring deep in his chest — it never fails to lull you to sleep. 🥹 worked then, works now.

Donnie is a constant presence. He's not good at this "emotional stuff", or so he claims, but Don's the one who you subconsciously think of for a gentle, solid place to just be safe and be. not for distractions and laughter like Leo, not for being overly coddled and doted on like Raph, but... to just. Exist.

To be grounded.

Brought back to a steady surface.

ironically, it's the most sorting out of your emotions that you do in Donnie's presence: the most emotionally constipated of all your siblings c:

& he gives surprisingly good advice when you ask for it!!

but here's the thing.

Donnie always believed nobody was (or ever will be) good enough for his little sister, and this just solidifies it.

"Trash, everywhere."

"Donnie please—"

so ya might want to either retreat to a different mindset when this comes about or just don't take it to heart. there are wonderful suitors out there !! this one was just a bad rep. 🥹

(don't worry! dr. delicate touch elegantly exits stage left. don't mind the path of fire left in his wake! it's simply protocol. 😇)

‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ | you know the mainstream energy that all siblings carry? when they get annoyed with you but the second anybody else tries you — they're out for blood?

your

🤢 ex 🤮

never stood a chance.

donnie had it alllll handled that exact night.

he was slinking off and typing away furiously at his little tech-wrist, even as raph cradled you

even as leo quickly made up the bedroom with all the combined blankets and pillows and stuffies throughout the lair

even as mikey clung to you with big, watery eyes and tried his best in reassuring you (he might've been more devastated than you about the situation ngl ✋🏼)

and while donnie hovered, he was working.

y'all should know homeboy by now —

he is always working.

i imagine all of them would wait until you're sufficiently distracted, and that's where your sister and dad come in!

april taking you out for some one-on-one time, some fresh air, either to go for something fun around the city or back to her place for an evening in, (aaaand because your big sis needs to get her get back on your behalf too *slings bat across shoulders* —) quality time cuddles and movie night with papa splinter!! <3 : your dad is good at damage control; you're his only daughter, of course he cherishes you. plus, he raised you alongside your brothers. your very rambunctious brothers. (/lh) all things considered, i think he's a wonderful parent where it counts. he was heartbroken for you that very same night. after all, you'd cried for him like a baby, hands reaching weakly while marble sized tears dribbled down your cheeks..... he hadn't seen such behavior since your tothood.💔,

but splinter is an accomplished man. he was much more in control of his emotions and therefore acted as an anchor of sorts to you in the moment you needed it most.

he was the one to calm your brothers down and gave them all one by one tasks as he cradled your body in his arms. no matter how old or big you'd get, you'd always have a place in your dad's loving embrace. and the night your brothers plan to make their move, which would probably be a day or so after you came home, the old man took up his role and fed you milk and cake while doting. giving you his undivided attention and care whilst he strokes your head and cheeks, reminding you of how precious you are to him —

"my precious [name]," splinter says lowly, cupping your face with his small hands. his eyes are grim, but they shine with fondness as they gaze into yours. "my jade. my little shining sky. you never cease to amaze me. life is a relentless ocean, and you will sometimes be swept away by the waves and crash against the shores . . ."

he takes your chin gently, stroking just so with his thumb. "but we will not let you drown. your strength and resilience is a true testament to how valuable of a being you are, my daughter. never forget that."

" . . . m'kay, papa." you croak. you bury your face into his chest, comforted by the warmth and softness of his fur. "alright. i promise."

meanwhile, snap clip to your siblings. blending in with the night as they move with deadly swiftness and silence, moving with intention. purpose.

whether you know what they're up to or not is entirely up to you

but i think they'd go that mile in ensuring you didn't know the mapped out details of what they were planning.

because — well, y'knaur,

they didn't hold back one bit. 🙂

whether your s/o was a human, yo'kai, it don't MATTER.

"these hands rated e for everyone" 🗣️ — the mad dogz fr.

‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ | a detail I won't be letting anyone forget any time soon: you're all super powered genetically augmented mutants that were initially created for the sole purpose of war and worldwide domination.

you really think your

🤢 ex 🤮

— stood a chance?

nah fam....... nah.

I wanna say your siblings would be lenient, I really do (no tf I don't LMAOAOAOA-)

but realistically, I think they'd deal some heavy damage.

whether physically, emotionally, or mentally-

because you're their sister.

their baby. their princess.

and no matter how much they may lovingly tease you, and vice versa, they ain't about to let that ish slide.

the dealing of their cards is definitely not as worse as it could've been! but bad enough to not wish it on nobody else.

I mean you've got Dr. Delicate Touch, Raph in his big burly glory, and bro is Big Mad™, April is armed with her trusty bat and a Mayhem that's ready to be sicced, not to mention the deadly disaster twins —

they're all out for blood.

ohhohooooo man, they would render your

🤢 ex 🤮

into a pile of MUSH.

there are no remains. there is no recovery. the [name] hamato protection squad takes no prisoners. they kick names and take ass, even.

Dr. Delicate Touch had no preservations. (Ion even need to get into detail for that *shudders in fear*)

Donnie has the homewrecker's information, from birth to present day, down to the very microfibers of their genetic information to what they had for breakfast that morning - and he uses it to further inflict the irreversible damage that was started from Dr DT,

Leo can be, and was, terrifying. He's a broad two-edged sword that can slice through, clean and precise - so sharp you wouldn't feel a thing until he's done with his job of sawing you asunder, splitting through every atom with lethal precision.

and Raph definitely used his height and build to the highest advantage. He's got your 🤢 ex 🤮 cornered and trembling in their boots, tail between their legs (whether literally or figuratively that's up to you c:).

now legally, I cannot tell you what they did!! ,,,

but just know that they brought you to some serious justice.

"you so much as breathe their name again," they growl, "it'll be the last breath you ever take."

they wouldn't hold back their disgust. they probably make your 🤢 ex 🤮 (I will never get tired of typing that PLSSS) feel like a worthless pile of [redacted] from words alone.

and for good reason, tbh.

your 🤢 ex 🤮 had shared space and time with your family as well.

now - whether they were close with each other is ambiguous,

but realistically speaking: if they were your partner, I'd imagine they'd all at least be tolerant of one another to a certain degree.

because, well..... your siblings value your happiness.

even if you may or may not have had to scold them countless times for any odd behavior towards your now 🤢 ex 🤮, they left you both be.

......for the most part.

you'd think the shovel talk was enough!!

but after that encounter,bthey wouldn't give your ex a second thought.

they weren't worth the time, and you were an absolute enchantment. not even worth whatever your 🤢 ex 🤮 had going on.

they probably wish your 🤢 ex 🤮 "a happy life" to conclude the whole ordeal sksnsjdnk

oh I just know the sarcasm from the disaster twins was dripping with venom.

left boo boo kitty SHAKING FR 💥

but it simply cements the fact!!

your 🤢 ex 🤮 just wasn't the one.

when the wound of betrayal isn't as fresh, some time down the line, Leo would probably try to make you feel better by saying this is a "canon event" and essential to your "badass character development" 😭✋ (I can't stand him y'all plss-)

and even tho Raph cuffs his shoulfer for it, it really did make you feel better.

because, you know your worth.

you know you're a catch ✨👑💞 and if anyone can't see that,

then that's simply a personal problem of theirs.

YOU DESERVE BETTER QUEEN 👑💪❣️💅🏾 THEY AIN'T NOTHING.

‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ | bottom line, no matter what. your family has your back.

it didn't matter how much time it took, and how much time it will take:

they will always be there for you.

they're not perfect but they try the most!! 😭❤️

and in the times where your brothers act like.... well, brothers (/aff),

you've got a kick-ass sister to turn to.

and she's MORE than happy to lend a helping hand and back you up in the midst of tragedy 😉

and it's with them that you really do see the situation for what it is.

did it hurt? yes.

but that's the motions of life, babe.

and you WILL rise (see what I did there? AHA-) from this stronger.

not only because you're an absolute LEGEND.

..... but also, because your family is pretty great at reminding you of that too. 🥹

headers / dividers credits !! : @chachachannah @rookthornesartistry

subject to editing after posting for grammatical corrections and polishing! :)

sniper baby I'm so excited to finally have this out for you, I hope you liked it !!! muwah muwah ❣️ good things come to those who wait. 🫂 and boy oh boy have you WAITED AND MORE. XD

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[rottindecay]

Hobie Brown Headcannons!

just some silly stuff ! >__<

warnings: i believe none.

[this is my first time ever posting smth like this..hopefully it’s good enough.]

*Reblogs, notes n comments r much appreciated >O<!*

Starting off strong- this man definitely craves physical touch. Like have you SEEN him with the anarch-kids?

He cant live with out ur touch like seriously, it would drive this man insane.

You love your personal space? He loves yours too.

Especially out in public. This guy will have a finger around one of your belt loops/belt, holding onto your bag or hand, even has his arm snaked around your waist or shoulder. He needs your touch!!

he loves to cuddle. More of a big spoon kinda guy because he finds it funny how his body just completely takes over yours, ykwim? (If ur shorter than him ofc)

but won’t mind being little spoon fr. Loves to have his head laying on your chest as you guys sleep in each others arms.

Speaking of sleeping- he’s a really heavy sleeper.

when he sleeps he’s sprawled all over the bed so good luck trying to wake him up to give you room.

When you do try to move him, he dosent move or make room for you LMAO

he just groans before pulling you into his embrace and resting his chin on your head fast asleep with his arm around your waist.

He’s an ass lover.

Wearing shorts around the house? He’s telling you you look good in them. Bending over to pick something up? He’s playfully slapping ur ass and snickering as he does so.

Like- if your on youre phone or reading a book or whatever and your laying on your stomach, he’s gunna come over and lay his head on ur ass like a pillow and take a nap or do smth on his phone.

Same with thighs fr

When you guys are out walking around or doing something and you have back pockets, expect his hand in your pocket.

Because he could keep you close and get to feel your ass. Win win in his book!

He loves ur ass!!!!!!

He adores little trinkets.

He has them all over his house

Like the first time you walked into his house, you just saw a lot of bowls laying around in places like in his room, kitchen, living room ext with just small little knickknacks he found or bought (stole)

Loves to receive and gift them to people hes close with.

He’s like a crow honestly.

90% of the time when you guys are hugging, he would go limp out of nowhere and now here you are trying to hold up a 6’5 180 lbs guy as he’s chuckling his ass off.

Puts his arm on your shoulder or head like an armrest.

Never calls u by ur first name. always has some nickname for you like “darling” (since he’s a Brit n all) or a nickname that connects to an embarrassing moment of urs LMFAO

He’s stupidly smart but dosent put effort in it ykwim?

Same goes for cleaning like yeah he could clean it, but why would he? He knows where everything is so it’s fine.

Also loves to hug u from behind and burry his face into your neck.

Also neck kissed Are his favorite thing like cmon now.

Honestly dosent care What pronoun you use. You could call him ball/ballself and he would look over at you without batting an eye to that.

Knows how to sing, just dosent do it. But if u ask nicely he would as he strums his guitar professionally!

He snores and drools everytime he sleeps.

Also luvs to do and wash ur hair for u.

Hobie has ADHD idc argue with the wall.

If ur ever doing chores around the house he’s 100% always going to help you with whatever your doing even if it’s something as simple as sweeping the floors. He dosent want you to think your juggling to many responsibilities.

Typa guy to know a guy. He knows a lot of people.

All his fingers are decorated with rings. Once you guys start to actually get serious he would give you one of his favorite rings since he dosent believe in marriage.

It’s nothing too big though, it’s just a simple silver band that’s obviously been shown some love throughout the years.

Dosent really label your guys relationship. Why would he need to box you in like that? It’s stupid. He knows he can trust you and you can trust him so there’s no need to be calling each other “boyfriend” and “girlfriend”

Makes playlists for you and burns them into CD’s

We all know he’s alr stupidly smart, yeah? Well he was the kinda kid to always be sleeping in class, not do any work and fail it even though he was the smartest mf there.

Also hated to do homework so he didn’t do it. Who was gunna stop him? NOBODY.

Also sucks at spelling tbh

Like he dosent care abt it. “Apple” is now “aple.”

Loves to DIY stuff like clothes, pins, patches, jewelry n much more!

He’s punk so he obviously listens to punk music, but he also listens to more than that. He hates consistency !!

I think he would be a really good cook he just won’t put effort in exploring that part of him LMAO

he obviously has really good sense of style. I think a lot of people forget he was FORMALLY A RUNWAY MODEL. HELLOOOO???

So if he sees shitty quality clothes, hes gunna point it out to you and suggest something else.

When being taken out on dates he dosent really do anything fancy, not his style yk?

But he does take you out on the most amazing places only a few know.

Shows you the coolest pubs hidden in alleyways, site seeing, walking around London in his dimension and just little fun activities.

(maybe even steal from big corporations too.)

[sol-is-the-reason]

bsd men (aku, chuu, atsushi and daz) and what they would like you to call them.

[A/n: Hiii!! I think you mean as a nickname for them??? as in the relationship based ones? I'm sorry if this is not what your looking for as the request was quite vague. Also i did not include Dazai as I genuinely had no idea what to do in his part.]

Akutagawa

He isn't really the one for nicknames. So he just prefers to call you by your name. He just doesn't see the point in it.

But that doesn't mean that he stops you from doing the same. Infact he loves all the little things you call him from 'love' and 'sweetheart' to the sappy-er one's like 'pretty boy' and 'cupcake'.

Given you had to explain to him as to why you were calling something other than his first name

But the ones that sticks to him the most is being called 'dear'.

He knows it's a nickname but he takes it very literally.

He likes to think that he is a close person for you, someone dear to your heart and hearing you say that so sweetly, it makes his heart rate skyrocket.

The first time you called him dear he didn't understand it. He was just in a confused state and he wouldn't even have acknowledged that you were infact calling out him if there were someone else in the room.

It took him a minute to understand that yes it was him you were talking to and cue the confused questions and a long conversation explaining things

But after the next few times, as he was getting used it, he found out just how endearing it was.

His face would lit up in the prettiest shade of red and he'd slowly avert his eyes to look at anything but at you.

It was truly an adorable sight and it would just spur you on to keep on achieving that reaction from him.

Chuuya

Ok. So. This man is such a romantic.

Every day would be a valentine's day for you both.

It's even more so if you share the same sense of romanticism with him.

Expect gifts, flowers, a well thought out date idea day after day. He would put so much effort for you it's really heartwarming.

So naturally it goes to calling you nicknames too. It doesn't matter how silly the name, he has called you that atleast once.

Seriously, he has called you every even a little romantic word in the book.

He would love it if you show the same enthusiasm for him too, but he would never push you.

If your not into all those things he'll try to tone it down as much as he can and would do anything to make you comfortable.

But if you like it, you two have a little compitition on who can come up with more sappy names.

But no matter how many there is only one that is on top of the list for him and that is–

Husband. We all know how loyal Chuuya is. Almost to a fault.

So he loves when you call him that. It's sort of a promise of a commitment for him.

And you could probably get away from most things if you coo it at him.

Most times, he would also lovingly call you his wife/husband in return, with a cute dopey smile on his face.

You'll spend rest of the night laughing and enjoying high class wine with him.

Atsushi Nakajima

So uh this guy is a simp. Let me just say that again. Simp.

Like man would do anything for you. Doesn't matter what.

And it was after a tiring day at your job, that you realised all your groceries had been used up. Seeing you so tired yet willing to make dinner for the both of you (you make the dinner because let's be honest he will burn the kitchen down if he tries) he tasks himself to bring you new groceries. He knows you prefer a home cooked meal rather than take outs so he hurries away before you can say anything.

When he comes back you take the grocery back from him keeping it on the dining table and embrace him, kissing him softly on the forehead.

A quiet "thank you, my love." Escaped you in a murmur as you loosened your grip on him pecking his lips before starting to work on taking out the things in the bag.

It was only then you noticed he hadn't responded back or moved from his place.

You looked up to see a frozen, red-faced and wide-eyed Atsushi. You can't help the chuckle that left you. So maybe you did that on purpose

Whenever you called the white-haired man anything other than his first name,(which also needed a lot of getting used to) you would get that adorable reaction from him, that would just urge you to tease him more.

Normally you'd just call him Atsu or Sushi to fluster him but now this is also going in that ever-growing list most probably at the top too.

[onlyyourhallucination]

Birds

Pairing : Jing Yuan x Reader

A/n : I, this man is just. Something.

Chirping of birds can be heard echoing through the seat of divine foresight,

How do these birds get in there? Ask the general, maybe he knows why. Or perhaps, he was the one who bought them in.

"Jing Yuan" you called him, he whip his head up towards you that's walking from the door, to his seat. "I was about to report something," you trailed off as you stare at the small creature on his finger, there's also another one on his shoulder. "But it seems like you're busy, with.. those small, animals." You glance at the small birds then at the white haired male, his eyes flickered up to you.

His chuckle echoed slightly through out the seat of divine foresight, "A little company is nice my dear, since you're busy going all around xianzhou to do errands." It was his, but he was also busy himself so you decided to help him. You were willing to help, at least for a moment.

You blinked, staring at him. "You prefer birds over your own lover, seriously?" You pout, his smile didn't falter, instead he let out a laugh at your statement. "My love, never will I choose you over something else" he gently let the small bird fly away from his finger, gesturing you to come to him.

You stood near him, he look at you, his eyes narrowed, but the corner of his lips are going upwards. "What are you standing there for my sparrow?" You grumbled at the nickname, but eventually sat on his lap. His hand brushes against your cheek, soon going to your neck. Making your whole body shivered slightly, "Your jealousy over something that's nothing compared to you, is undeniably adorable" his face leaned closer to you. You can feel his breath on your neck, "Those little creatures are nothing compared to you"

His thumb rubbing down along your waistline, "Jing Yuan.." you whispered, his eyes flickered slightly, he leaned away from you a little and stared at you. "Hm?" You stared into his golden eyes, but in a second you averted your eyes. Making the white haired male tilt his head a bit, he let out a soft blow on your neck. Making you jolt, and whip your head towards him. Slightly flustered, "There we go" he then collide his lips onto yours.

Soon after he slides his tongue in, making you moan a bit into the kiss—

"If I have to remind you about my love, then I will remind you about it everyday, every hour, minute, seconds" he kissed the corner of your lips, "Even if I have to fuck you silly to remind you, I'll do it for you" He chuckled as he sees your flustered self.

©onlyyourhallucination ; do not copy/translate

[undercover--bunny]

🐻 Caregiver! Trafalgar D. Water Law Headcanons 🩺

Gender neutral terms for the reader!

⚠️Tw: Use of "Brat" as a nickname

Because he's a doctor, Law knows a little more about psychology than he lets on. So when you open up to him about it/he finds out about it, he isn't judgmental. Instead he goes straight into professional mode, doing a quick once over to make sure you're okay (He's the captain and a doctor, he wants to make sure his crew mates are healthy) then he leaves you be to go do some research, just in case.

He's very... odd in the way he goes about being a caregiver in the fact that he pretends he's not one when he very much is. He's hardcore in denial. He'll insist that he's not your caregiver when it comes up in conversation while in the same breath tell you that you're too little to wander off on the ship alone. Very tsundere. He wants to still be seen as your intimating captain, but his weaknesses for cute things always wins him over.

Law: I'm not their caregiver, Bepo. Stop saying I am.

Bepo: Then Captain, why does (Y/N) ask for you everytime they regress?

Law: I'm the captain, of course they'd ask for me! They're too little to wander around by themselves, this ship is too big for them!

Bepo: Oh... but what about the rest of the crew? We can help watch them too!

Law: ...No comment.

Nonetheless, Law is caring towards you, he's just not the most expressive with it. But that makes his rare headsakes and fond smiles even better!

Lots of subtle affection with him. Ruffling your hair as he walks past, patting your head when you get excited, booping your nose to get your attention. Small things like that. His favorite is to find subtle excuses to get you to hold his hand. For safety of course. It's definitely not because he's a little protective of you, shut up

Calls you "Brat" most of the time, but in a fond way. He later starts calling you "Bear" as well.

Unintentionally loves to remind you of how little you are. It's purely accidental on his part, but he does it all the time. "You're too little to do that." Or "You're little, I've got it."

"Oi, (Y/N)-ya!"

Suddenly a pair of hands grabbed and gently lifted up into the air before you could fall. You found yourself settled safely on the ground a moment later, far away from the cake that sat on top of the fridge. You pouted, trying to reach out and climb the counter to reach it again, only to be thwarted once more by Law taking your hand and pulling you back towards him.

"Oi, you're too little to climb up there. You'll hurt yourself, brat." He lightly chided you, but the scolding didn't hold much weight seeing as a second later he reached past you and picked up the cake himself before presenting it to you. "If you need something you can't reach, ask me for help next time, yeah?"

Any regression gear you need/like ends up "mysteriously" appearing in your room, but even when you ask Law never admits that it's him. Same goes for the doctor themed teddy bear that showed up on your birthday.

If you regress really tiny, he's definitely the kind of guy that will listen to you babble and respond back to you like it's a conversation. Dead panned and 100% seriously.

Y/N: *Babbling*

Law: Oh? Interesting...

Y/N: *More babbling*

Law: umhm, and then what happened

At first he's not a fan of you calling him anything special during your regression. It feels too much like a title to him and that makes him uncomfortable. Then you sleepily called him "Papa" one night while the two of you were curled up in bed and he felt like he was going to die of cuteness. He just scooped you up and held you close while screaming internally. Now it's a role he loves, even if he doesn't say it out loud.

You might think that Law would be a strict caregiver, and he is to an extent. He'll stop you from doing things that could get you hurt, but if you try to do something harmless or silly? Well who's he to stop you? He'll just sit back and watch the adorable chaos while throwing out a; "Just watch yourself!"

If you ever try to play "doctor" with him, he takes it comically seriously. Goes full on doctor mode without even realizing it.

"Alright, mx. (Y/N)-ya. I believe I've figured out the source of your stomach pain." Law said, scribbling away at his clipboard as you sat across from him on his desk.

You giggled, hiding behind your hands as he paced in front of you. Once he finished, he tucked his pen behind his ear and turned to you with a blank expression.

"Too much cake." He said, deadpanned.

Law watched as you burst into laughter, shaking his head fondly at your dramatic reaction. He really didn't understand why you found this so funny, but you always seemed to enjoy it.

[sleepingdeath-light]

how she’d treat her adopted child hcs ; brandy

requested by ; anonymous (14/07/23)

fandom(s) ; bluey

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; brandy cattle

outline ; “hello! I heard that you do sfw requests for Bluey. I was wondering if you could do a Brandi and a adopted child reader? Like headcanons on Brandi being a mom to an adopted child reader”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

once she’d set her mind to it, brandy spent years preparing to adopt a child: sorting out paperwork, consulting everyone from specialists in children’s mental health to social workers and anyone in between, researching different schools, contacting different adoption agencies and preparing her house and her spare room to make everything child proof and child friendly

hell she even had chilli and bandit on speed dial and ended up consulting bluey and bingo for ideas as to what a child their age might want/enjoy — which meant many a shopping trip and ‘meetings’ that the girls took surprisingly seriously

and in the end all of the stress and costs were worth it because she got to take you home

the child (not baby, not toddler) who she’d met on chance and immediately fallen in love with — and who quickly took to her enough to agree to her taking you home with her (after everything was sorted out legally, of course)

she’s extremely gentle and cautious with you — patient to a ‘t’ as she lets you get a grasp on your new surroundings and home

she doesn’t force you to call her anything, simply introducing herself and stating her role and telling you that you can call her whatever feels the most comfortable to you

(but, of course, she does hope that one day — even if it takes some time — you’ll be happy to call her ‘mum’)

takes her time to learn about you through play and conversation — asking about your favourite dinosaurs and least favourite colour but also engaging you in conversation about your latest interest

she wants to know about everything that makes you happy, really, because she wants to be able to make you happy herself

respects your boundaries and implements a system where you’re comfortable and allowed to say ‘no’ or ‘i need some space right now’ — taking some things out of her sister’s parenting playbook and giving them her own twist

she even has a cool down corner for you stocked with the textures you prefer, plenty of your favourite type of toy and some age appropriate books that she snagged from a book fair by bribing bluey

brandy is also the type of mum who has a whole binder and schedule filled with the things you need — be that specific types of medication and doses, foods you can/can’t eat (be that due to allergies or sensory issues), any disabilities and schedules for things like appointments

she also does a heck of a lot of research (independent and aided by professionals) if you do have any disabilities and/or neurodivergence because she wants to keep you facilitated and accommodated in every way — whether that’s finding the best mobility aid or the type of medication that works best for you or even coming up with fun ways to help you compartmentalise and better focus/ground yourself

it really does depend on your specific needs, but no matter what she makes every effort to accommodate you because that’s what a good mum does

she usually either calls you by your name or ‘sweets’ (as well as variations of that nickname)

encourages you to be silly and to have fun, but she’s also pretty protective over you — like she’ll push you to go beyond your comfort zone every now and then but she does have a habit of fussing over you when you get a bruise, nick or scrape

it’s a habit she’s trying to break as you get older and become more independent, but you’re still her baby and she hates when you get hurt

you have frequent play dates with your cousins and the girls adore you — constantly coming up with new games that you can play or just lounging around with you and chatting about your lates grievances

you’ve only seen one instance of the ‘onesie’ issue and thankfully your mum was able to airlift you to safety before bingo ate you alive — it was a mightily close call (you three had a lot of fun that day, and arguably so did your parents)

every piece of art, sculpture, award, certificate or piece of writing you bring home gets displayed proudly by your mum or kept safely elsewhere

your writing and art pieces have their own scrapbook, for example, and your certificates have their own binder

sculptures, meanwhile, end up scattered about the house — mainly on her bedside table or on the mantle

if you are a part of a youth club — whether it’s sports, dance, choir, artsy/creative or acting/drama — then brandy is going to show up to all of your public appearances to support you as loudly and proudly as is appropriate

(like she’ll loudly cheer at a sporting event but she’ll rein herself in for a play)

your aunty, uncle and the girls also show up because how could they not? you show up for your cousins, after all

in short: you’ll grow up absolutely surrounded by unconditional love, encouragement and praise by both your adopted mother and your new family — and they’ll all stand beside or behind you and support you whenever you need them

because that’s just what family does

[satrs]

Can’t feel my face - bllk x fem!Reader N° 1

"UNDERGROUND... BOXING?"

she curiously questioned the red haired male next to her. "Mhm. It has gotten big in town now, you know? Fights with no rules nor consequences, building up a reputation, setting bets on fighters, all that dark aesthetic shit", he stated. Y/N threw a disapproving look in his direction, clearly not showing interest in that kind of stuff. "That's where all your money goes? Seriously? Plus, isn't that kind of stuff illegal?" Sae scoffed at her words, "well at least I don't throw my money away, but make more of it. Like, a lot," he explained. "And who cares if it's illegal? If no dumbass rats that whole stuff out to the police, it'll be fine. On top of that, it's all anonymous, you know. A lot of rich fucks sniff around there."

The young woman snickered at his answer, suspicious of the whole idea of underground boxing. Isn't there another way of earning money? At least a way that is legal? And to add the cherry on top, no rules or consequences while fighting? "I can't imagine how many guys get injured there. Or worse..." she muttered, blank and unimpressed turquoise starring back at her. "They don't die there, Y/N. If it's getting critical, the fight will be ended," he explained and went on, "It's not as bad as it sounds. Just join me tonight. It's nice to watch my money get bigger with each punch of my fighter. You will get your share too, but only because it's you."

Her ears peaked up at the mention of money, "What do you mean with your fighter? Do they get assigned to you or what?", she asked, still curious and skeptic of the whole ordeal. "Nah. You choose the one you're betting on. I always bet on my little demon," he said, getting a sour expression from the girl in return. "What the fuck? What type of role play shit are you on?", she bit back. Sae sighed at her silly joke, ignoring the smirk that adored her features. "It's not like that, weird ass. It's his nickname, 'the Demon' of the ring. He always wins and has over 30 K.O's. If you bet your shit on him, the money's safe, for sure.", he let a small smirk creep up his lips at the memories of his past bets that he set on that so called 'Demon', always coming home with full pockets.

"Hm", Y/N answered, a slight interest sparked in the whole thing, "Alright, I'll go with you." Sae flashed her his victorious smile, "You bet. I'll pick you up at ten."

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"What the fuck is this?", the female questioned with annoyance, standing next to the male in front of a building that seemed to look like, "a fucking strip club?" The man snickered at her reaction, trying to explain the situation to the woman. " It's for the cover-up. The real shit happens downstairs." She motioned him to make the first move with her hand, "well then, after you. You better not leave me alone anywhere, I'll eat you alive." Sae took a few steps forward before turning his head towards her, "Gladly. Start at the bottom, will ya?", she rolled her eyes at his cringe comeback. "Whatever, move it."

The doors to the supposed basement of the strip club opened, revealing a big and lively space with different groups of people, rich looking men, dangerous looking ones and also various women sitting on their lap, gifting the men their full attention. At the center of the big establishment, there was a  boxing ring, a fight happening in it at the moment.

Two men, one a bit muscular and tanner than the other, were throwing a fist with immense strength at each other. Y/N flinched when the tanned man with antenna looking hair threw a critical punch at the other man, knocking him to the rough ground of the room, blood splashing out of his mouth and adoring his face with a crimson color. Another man with a whistle attached to his lips entered the ring, blowing into it and signaling the defeat of the injured man. The referee took several steps to the winner, raising both of their hands to signal his victory. The man received a lot of cheering screams and whistling for his win, flashing the crowd of people a victorious grin, showing off his pearly white fangs.

"Demon, Demon!", the peopled cheered loudly, their screams ringing uncomfortably in Y/N's ears, causing her to turn her neck to take a glance at the man that accompanies her. Noticing her, he smirked down at her, leaning down, so she could hear him clearly over the loud screams and cheers. "That's him." He pointed at the victor. She had a slightly surprised face at the mention, Sae's previous words reminding her of the winner's identity.

Sae took a hold of her wrist, encouraging her to follow him along. "Ryusei!", Sae screamed over the loud crowds, earning the attention of the man in the ring. The confusion in his face soon replaced with joy at the sight of the familiar face. "Yo, Sae!", he answered him, making his way towards the both of them. Now standing in front of Sae and the woman, Y/N took the chance to admire the boxer's face. He had blond hair with pink ends, styled upwards. His tanned skin and pink orbs particularly stood out, not to mention his bronze skin that showcased his broad and well build frame, his torso bared naked for the eyes to see and admire. Her eyes went to his lower region, noting that he was only closed in black boxer pants with pink stripes on both sides.

"S' she your girl?", the tall man in front of her questioned, the cheering has now died down, pulling her out of her trance. "Nah. Found her upstairs," Sae said in a joking manner, earning a glare from the young female, "Shut your bitch ass up", she muttered, earning a laugh from both man. "She's feisty. I like her", the pink eyed man stated, flashing the woman a flirtatious smile. Sae flashed him a warning glare at that.

"Y/N, that's Shidou Ryusei, the main actor of this shithole. We know each other for some time now", Sae motioned his hand at Shidou. "Shidou, this is Y/N, a friend of mine. I brought her here." Shidou's intense stare made her nervous, so she decided to break the silence first, "Hey, nice fight." Shidou let out a small huff at that, tongue gliding over the lips, his now known smile returning again. "Yeah? Thanks ma'. So what's up? 'This first time in here, right?", he said, earning a nod from her. "Yeah, didn't expect the show here to be so...", she eyed the man up and down before continuing,"interesting." She said this with a flirtatious tone to her voice, causing the man to flash her a charming smile.

"You done flirting? You're in again in 20 minutes. Get your ass ready, Ryusei. I'm trying to make cash." Sae's monotone voice cut through the  tension, causing Shidou's attention to shift to the red haired male, giving him a look of annoyance. "Fuckin' cock blocker", he muttered under his breath, turning on his feet to move to the back of the event. At that, Sae let a small smile creep on his features, only him noticing.

Before leaving off, he turned his head into Y/N's direction, "See ya around, yeah Y/N?", he spoke to her, now it was her turn to flash him a smile. "We'll see", she shrugged, turning her head to look around the event, a smirk still adoring her beautiful features. Shidou spared her his last glance, eyeing her up and down in a seductive manner, before heading his merry way.

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Soooo hope you enjoyed it <3 !!

[winifred-stormborne]

Genshin OC Headcanons

I continue to be very autistic for my own OC, so here's some headcanons and silly stuff regarding Winifred's feelings and relationships with other Genshin characters :3

Tartaglia

COME ON YOU ALREADY KNOW I HAD TO START WITH MY LITERAL FAVORITE CHARACTER AND MAKE HIM INTEGRAL TO WINIFRED'S STORY

Oh their relationship is very complicated indeed, enemies to lovers type deal

Actually more like friends to crushes to betrayal to Winifred being scared shitless of him for awhile while he tries to charm his way back into her heart type deal

Okay but before all of that, they were joined at the hip for the majority of Winifred's stay in Liyue during the whole Morax murder situation

Winifred definitely didn't trust him at first, but his strange personality absolutely won her over very quickly

Low-key she was too blinded by her crush to realize how sketchy he actually was

But that's okay because he ended up really liking her back on accident

This man spoiled her while they were in Liyue. Where do you think she got the silk flower from?

HE JUST KEPT BUYING HER SNACKS CAN YOU BLAME HER FOR FALLING FOR HIM????

His nickname for her is "Stormy" and while she hates that nickname now, she'd low-key give anything to hear it in an endearing way again

Tartaglia being Tartaglia, he absolutely used that nickname against her when they fought in the Golden House

But Tartaglia being Tartaglia, battle is a weirdly intimate thing for him and though betraying Winifred hurt a little bit for him, he's trying so hard to understand the pain it caused her so he can make things right again

He keeps writing her letters and addressing her as "Stormy" in them, and sending her snacks from Snezhnaya HE'S TRYING OKAY??

She'd never admit it, but she misses his scarf. She'd always try to steal it to wear it when they were in Liyue

She has a habit of wagging her tail when she's happy or blushing, and because she wears a fricking bell on the end of her tail, her crush on him was far from subtle

But that's okay because he finds the tail wagging to be cute

GOD THE ANGST BETWEEN THEM IS SO PALPABLE PLEASE-

Don't worry, after shit happens in Fontaine, they're okay <3

Kaeya

KAEYA AND WINIFRED ARE BESTIES OKAY

She doesn't make the best drinking partner thanks to her low tolerance, but that does not stop her from trying to one up Kaeya every time

She just keeps falling over after like 2 drinks and Kaeya finds it absolutely hilarious

Kaeya is Winifred's mentor, but seriously, you would never be able to guess with how much they just hang out and drink together like besties

She actually used to have a big ass crush on Kaeya before she met Tartaglia because UGH

UNREQUITED LOVE Y'ALL

He loves her in his own way, just not romantically

But that's okay, she got over her crush and is just thankful to have him in her life

No but seriously, these two would die for one another

He's actually extremely protective of her, especially after the Liyue shenanigans

Sort of a "Anything you do to her, I'll do to you" type thing

Meanwhile Winifred is just adorable trying to be a little mini Kaeya

Even though she uses a polearm, she tries to mimic Kaeya's movements with a sword in combat

It's adorable because she also tries to mimic his posture and poses to look intimidating

BUT SHE'S TINY AND HE KEEPS USING HER AS AN ARMREST HELP

One of her favorite things is stargazing with Bennett, Razor, and Fischl, and Kaeya will do his best to join them if his knightly duties allow him the time to do so

And of course, these two are a dynamic duo when it comes to messing with Diluc

Kaeya taught her well >:3

He also has a nickname for her, "Winnie," and she hates it

Seriously, she tries to jump him every time he calls her that

It's a love kind of hate tho

Bennett, Razor, and Fischl

Oh no, these guys are fun

Winifred would kill everyone in Teyvat for these three, she loves them to pieces

She was brought into the Guild at a young age, a few years older than Bennett, so they bonded HARD

She does not care for whatever unluckiness Bennett is cursed with, she will join him on any adventure at any time

THAT IS BASICALLY HER ADOPTIVE BROTHER SHE ADORES HIM AND WANTS TO PROTECT HIM

SHE LITERALLY WEARS A YELLOW BANDANA AROUND HER TAIL LIKE THE ONE BENNETT HAS ON HIS ARM

Doesn't matter that Fischl has a family to go home to, these guys grew up together and Winifred sees her like a baby sister

She is more than happy to indulge in Fischl's fantasy roleplays, often playing the role of big scary dragon villain for her cuz omg

Winifred is low-key bros with Oz too, they babysit Fischl together

And Razor oh my God, Winifred took him in with open arms so fast

The poor kid needs attention 24/7 and fits in just right with the rest of the crew

They're all just a bunch of misfits who have each others' backs okay?!?!

IT DOESN'T MATTER THEY DON'T SHARE BLOOD WINIFRED CALLS THEM HER LITTLE SIBLINGS AND THEY LOVE HER LIKE A BIG SISTER

They are the only ones who are allowed to call her by a nickname, and that name is "Freddy"

Seriously if anyone else calls her that, she'll jump them

Oh lord did they get into shenanigans all the time as kids

Pranking the knights, trespassing on Dawn Winery to pick grapes, adventuring further than they'd be allowed to because Winifred felt that confident in her ability to keep them safe being a dragon and whatnot

Oh and you know damn well they meet up at the Cat's Tail to hang out with Diona and play Genius Invocation

Literally none of them are good at the game but who cares they're having fun

They're Winifred's closest sense of family in Mondstadt so seriously if any harm happens to these kids, someone is going missing

[ele-sme]

Little more of them cause i love them.

this is like a part 2 of https://www.tumblr.com/ele-sme/718880874069999616/adopted-au?source=share it's not obligatory to read but I got inspired by it

I think we can all agree on something, Neytiri and little Spider relationship in the adopted au, i think he would be so much of a boy mom, and she simply could be calm if she doesn't have him at ablest one or two meters. Soo here you guys more of them.

1)the pregnancy

2)after Tuk is born and the adoption

3) the fever

4) how dare you?!

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗻𝗮𝗻𝗰𝘆

“Mom, what is it?” Lo’ak, her six-year-old asked rubbing his palm on the eye, it was in fact late for him, but she wanted to announce the great news when the most adorable and tiny blonde kid in the word was there, and she couldn't wait another day. “You all sit up now” she said ignoring the question. “Darling, seriously what is it? it late for the kids and i need to bring spider home.” Jake asked too this time, he didn't know she wanted to tell all of them together plus when she was pregnant of Lo’ak he was the first who knew and from his “happiness” as he descrive it the entire clan deserved to know it right away. After they were all sit up, with the shorter Childrens on Jake's lap and the others two on his side she begging to speak. “What rhymes with spring? Starts with "B", and will it be here in a few months?” she said all excited only to be meet with eyes who asked if she was serious, “ma Jake come on!” patience wasn't a quirk of hers, and on something so big? he needed to guess quickly. “Banana fruit?” Kiri asked, bringing the attention of her brothers “no, not banana fruit. Ma jake why don't you try?” she asked looking at him who had a confused face. “Starts with B and rhymes with spring...will be here in a few months...mmh...wait” his eyes widen in understanding. “Are you saying what i think you are?” he putted both kids on the floor and gotten up to came closer to her, after her nodding he picked her up and started to kiss all her face. “Can we know or is something only you two can know” Neteyam asked, and his brothers and sister nodded clearly sharing the thought. “You going to have a baby brother or a baby sister!” Jake responded in excitement. It was a long pause but the first who talked was Lo’ak, “only this? could you say it in the morning mom? im going to bed.” and he walked to the bed and immediately felled asleep. Kiri and Neteyam on the other side started to jump and kiss their mother, both happy for the news. The blonde kid was silent, didn't move from where he was putted and was looking down at the floor. “Everything ok Spider?” Neytiri asked using that silly nickname he used, she didn't like that her son was nicknamed after an insect that on her mate planet was hated very much and when she finded out the meaning of the name she refused to mate for two entire month, only accepted to mate again after Jake kneeled down asking for forgiveness and she accepted, in reality she accepted only because the child liked it very much as a nickname and even if in her mind she already picked out a name for when she and Jake would have welcome him they're home, she still called him like that only for seeing his smile at the sound of his “name” coming out of her mouth. this time he didn't smile, didn't even get his head up to face her which alarmed her, “I'm just tired, Mr sully can you bring me home?” he responded, how much was hated by her mate and her that the child still called them Mr and Miss, it was truth that they didn't tell him directly that they consider him as a son but it was obligatory? truth too that they didn't talk about the adoption to one another, but it wasn't clear? “Yes, it's quite late, isn't it?”Jake said after some moments picking up, their son and to get him away from her. After they lefted she putted the children to sleep and waited for her mate to return. “He was a little strange wasn't him?” she asked breaking away from his partner's kiss. “Who?” he asked trying get back to kiss her, but she didn't want to anymore with the child on her mind “Spider”, Jake stopped asking for the kiss and stepped away from her partner to put himself on her side. “Yes, he was a little weird.” He responded back, his hand on her tight fondle it. “Did he said something when you accompanied him to the lab?" she asked putting her head on his shoulder “yes, he said that we will have the baby, but he said it in a sad tone” Neytiri mind on hundreds of thoughts of what could have happened on her child mind, who was happy moments before her announcement. Maybe the baby? she thinked Or he is not feeling well...maybe he is ill?!  her mind spinning. “I'm sure he is okay darling do not worry” her mate said to calm her down, feeling the panic trough the tsaheylu, his calm energy calming her too. “yes, maybe you are right” she responded “great, now come here” he responded pulling her to him and started kiss her again.  eight months after panic wasn't a adapt word to describe Neytiri. Her child wouldn't spent time with her or even talk to her. if this was a punishment sent by Eywa to make her go crazy it was working. Her little Tsawke wouldn't talk to her and see needed to find out why.  “Who wants to go to river?” she asked to the children, who were playing with the toys. “me” “i want mom” “RIVERRRRR” they all accepted without hesitation, and Lo’ak maked his excitement clear more then everyone, everyone happy expect one. “I don't want to go i want to stay here” he muttered, the others much taller blue kids looked at each other and then at they're mother “i can leave you here alone, but if you don't want to go then we won't” she knew exactly what she was doing, she used to have a sibling as well “no no i want to go wait a moment here” Neteyam said and going to his brother to whisper something in his ear, which maked the kid get up and go out before everyone. “Thanks, my tanhì” she said using the equivalent of the word star. When they arrived at the river the blue kids were in the water in seconds, the pink one could go because the water of that part of the river was too deep for him, and Neytiri being “evilly pregnant” as she said couldn't go in the water. She knew that if her old teacher was still alive, she would be proud of her and her ingenuity. She sitted down or at least tried and Spider quickly helped her to get down, as she always said her boy was a gift from Eywa. Spider tried to get away, but she stopped him with her hand “it's dangerous being so close to the water, Tsawke” he sitted next to her “Tsawke means sun, why are you calling me sun?” he looked at her, finally after almost a week he looked at her eyes, his eyes were curious but at the same time had something she didn't like, they looked...scared? “Because you are my sun my light. I can't even stand to think of a day where you and your siblings aren't with me.” she picked the child in her arms and putted him on her breast and him as the little monkey which he was automatically got attached to her. “My dear baby you are seeming strane lately there is something you want to talk about?” she asked playing with his curls blonde hairs, “you will want me even after the baby comes right? You won't throw me away, right? you still want to be my mom, right?”  her eyes widen when she understood those words, she begging to hugs him tighter when she eared his tiny voice cracking to become a sob. “Yes, of Crouse my sun, i will be your mom always no matter what, understood?” now he was crying on her chest, at that stupid mask would let his tears fell on her and would make her wipe away them, “who put these words in your mind my child?” she started to rock him delicately. “Nash” he could only say and Neytiri needed all her strength to not hiss at the name, the foster father of her son, why didn't she alredy killed him was still a mystery. “Do not listen to him Tsawke, he doesn't know what he is talking” the child in her chest was still sobbing and shaking and the baby in her belly was like moving up and down giving her some discomfort. “If you love me, why are you having a baby?” he asked still grabbing on her. How could she responded? The reasons for her and Jake to have another child were not to be explained to a child, she needed to invent something. A kick, Neytiri thanked Eywa in her mind “look they kicking” she picked the child and maked a hand of his placed in her belly to feel the baby. “They are kicking!” he said and Neytiri could hide the smile “why are they kicking you? they are evil!” smile faded. “They are not, they just want to...play with you...Yes, they know that you are here and they want to play with you but can't because they are in my belly, so they're kicking to tell you to be prepared for playing when they will come out of the belly and be strong to play with you” she telled him and saved herself, she felt like a genius. “You are evil then! let them out!” if only the child could look at her face, he would know how much she was not expecting those words. “I'm kidding mom! I know they need some other time, right?” he said laughing and asked to be placed to her breast again, Neytiri could not stop a chuckle. “I'm big don't you remember? I'm almost ten" he said, and she could feel his smile. “Ten? you need to be nine before,” she chuckles “and you are so tiny, you can't be that old. You are a baby, my baby” heck yeah, she was so good with words that day. “Mom, do you love me even if im not blue and tall?” he asked, and she who had begun to cradle him started to hum an old lullaby. “I loved you yesterday, I love you today and I will love you tomorrow. because Tsawke you were born with this skin and with this appearance and I will always love you even if one day you would become a Thanator, I would personally bring you food. Even if one day you become blue i will rock you and sing all the same, i don't care how you are done on the outside, all i care about is you, my baby." she said, words not exactly correct in the English grammar, her broke English didn't help either but she knew that the words would have impacted more in English. She re-started to hum and cradle him. “Tsawke” he said tasting the words, “i like Tsawke” he said in a sleepy tone then he felled asleep in her arms, meanwhile she was sing and watching his sibling play in the water.  “tsurokx, eveng sevin akum sa’nu rol ngaru 'ango 'ango fìtseng asim nga li terkup 'em tun txeptsyìp 'eveng hahaw vaykrr rewon Ma Eywa, Ma Eywa Ma Eywa, Ma Eywatsakrrvay nga hawtsyìp swaynivi hu fil nulnew, unil po pey nga po uvan si txewluke. Ma Eywa, MA Eywa Ma Eywa, Ma Eywa. (Whispered prayer) si po hahaw nìltsan.”

almost two thousand words, dios mio. i tooked me A DAY to write all this down i don't even know if people will like it. My first idea was to put the others' ideas here Together, but since i don't know how this will end i will just put this for now then if i want and this would have some like i will put the others. I'm sorry for any grammar mistake. If you read until now thank you very much 💙

now I'm going to read @mochalottie fanfic because when i do i feel better bye.

[luminousnotmatter]

Best Laid Plans

a heart day j. h. s. & birdy something

like real people do ‘verse

pairing: Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x female OC, her nickname is Birdy. ☺️ She’s the same Birdy from this little thing I wrote back in the fall.

warnings: PG-13 swearings. It’s not hurt/comfort in the physical injury sense, but rather in the mental-emotional sense, and even that is just sorta kinda. Other than that….It’s stupidly soft and sweet?? I think that about covers it???

word count: 1,400ish or thereabouts.

summary: Jake has a sweet and adorable Valentine’s Day date night in mind for he and Birdy. But you know what they say about the best laid plans…

author’s note: I actually wrote this last night, originally for the eyes of a precious friend only….but then it sat lurking in my brain all day today, and I’m most pleased with and proud of it and maybe it’ll bring somebody else a little joy too so….here it is. 🥹🫣💞 It takes place in the same ‘universe’ (which I have dubbed Like Real People Do because it’s my favorite Hozier song and also it because said song feels so perfectly right for them.🥹🥰) as the above-mentioned thing I wrote this past fall, only it’s later on down the line for Jake and Birdy. They’ve done the Best Friends To Lovers Upgrade™️ by now. 😉🤭♥️ It is absolutely my intention to write out their story from the beginning, and I have so much of that story already simmering on the stovetop of my brain it’s silly no seriously please somebody anybody can you come and ask me about it sometime and it would make my whole life to yell happily about it with you but until such time as I have more details plotted out and am actually inspired to actually write it from the beginning: I’m gonna just take what inspiration I get and write these two adorables from wherever on their timeline I feel I wanna in the moment.

bonus material: This song is where the lyrics quoted in the mood board come from, and it’s one I’ve loved for a long time. 💞 It’s also on my in-progress playlist for Jay and Birdy. 🥰

tagging: My Katherine @whisperofsong (it’s her with whom initially shared this last night ☺️) and My Bee @bradshawsbaby and My Sunshine @hangmanbrainrot because….because! 😍🥰♥️♥️‼️ Because I wanna!!! And also because they are unspeakably dear friends to me, who always, always, a l w a y s have the most kind and encouraging words and love and support for my silly wordsmithery. 🥹😘♥️♥️♥️

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Birdy isn’t somebody who needs or desires big, over-extravagant romantic gestures. She’s a gentle, easygoing, sweet, and introverted soul. Her favorite place to be is with Jake, she loves him and time spent in his company is the most she asks, on Valentine’s Day or any day.

Jake understands that. Once upon a time, his ego may have told him it was necessary to do it up big for the woman (if any) he was with on Heart Day, to show up and show off and pull out as many stops as possible because how else was that woman going to know what he’s capable of if he wasn’t advertising the biggest and best possible version of himself at all times. And once upon a time, at that phase in his life, he would’ve believed his ego. But now, he knows better. He’s matured and he’s grown and he’s learned, and Birdy, their friendship and their love has been much of the impetus behind this learning and growth and maturation.

So, come their first Valentine’s Day together, he’s got his sweet little plans and not to shine his own shoes, but he’s pretty damn confident that they’re going to be just what’ll make her happiest. Her favorite tiny, old, hole-in-the-wall Italian restaurant miraculously does UberEats, so that’ll be dinner taken care of. He’s going to stop by a florist on his way to her house and pick up a bouquet of white and yellow daisies because he knows there’s no flower she loves more. They’ll eat together and talk, he’ll hold her close and his fingers entwined with hers and kiss her sweet mouth and get to hear her laugh (which is up there near the top on the list of Jake Seresin’s Favorite Sounds, among other notables such as the roar of F/A-18 engines and kickoff at a UT Austin football game) and it’ll be a good night. She’ll be happy and he’ll be happy.

But the US Navy? The US Navy has different plans entirely. Unexpected, surprise plans that brutally and efficiently, through one thing happening, then another, and another, and you guessed it: still more things happening, ruin Jake’s plans for his Valentine’s night with Birdy. Leaves him trudging through her front door abysmally late in the evening, pissed off, exhausted, still clad in his flight suit, and smelling of jet fuel, sweat, and hot, dirty tarmac.

He’s not happy. Today was NOT meant to go this way.

Nonetheless, there’s his lady to greet him; rising to stand from her beloved oversized leather armchair in the living room while he bends to untie and toe off his boots by the welcome mat. Baloo is curled up on his bed next to her chair but he lifts his dark head and thumps his tail a few times, excited and pleased to see Jake.

“Stay, Loo.” Birdy murmurs to the dog and he obeys. Albeit with a soft whine of protest. “I know you wanna, but you can say hi in a second. I get to first.” Jake grins the tiniest grin to himself.

The Navyman straightens fully and the anxious and angry tightness in his chest eases a bit because his best friend in the world is looking at him, seeing him, and her eyes are soft and sparkling and safe and *home*.

“Hey, Flyboy.” her voice is a warm hum.

Jake reaches out for her and she doesn’t resist the way he hauls them together so their chests touch and his arms cage her in. He sighs deeply, in and out. “Hi, Little Bird.”

“How was your day?”

“Kinda shit.”

Birdy reaches up to take Jake’s cheeks in her hands, thumbs sweeping his cheek bones. Her brow is scrunched up, a sympathetic frown playing with her lips. “Yeah?”

He sighs again. “Yeah.”

“I’m sorry. Welcome home. I love you.”

Each of the woman’s statements are punctuated, emphasized, by a gentle kiss pressed to a different part of his face; right cheek, left cheek, then finally his mouth.

In tasting her lips, honeyed and soft, the pilot lets his shoulders start to release some of their tension. Neither of them hurry the moment, neither of them want to.

When he must break away for air, Jake rests his forehead to Birdy’s at first. “I love you.”

Those three words feel so right to say to her. They always have, even when it scared the hell out of him to say them. It doesn’t now though.

“Okay, Loo Buddy, you can come and say hi now.” Birdy’s twisting in his arms slightly to call the big black lab over to where they stand. Baloo needs no second invitation. He rises immediately and is by their side in seconds, whole body wriggling with happiness. Jake bends to give him plenty of pets and murmured verbal affection, while keeping one hand gripping Birdy’s hip loosely.

“Happy Valentine’s Day!” she tells him, leaning close and kissing the only part of him her mouth can reasonably reach, his shoulder.

When he straightens once more, Jake’s gaze catches on two things on the kitchen table, over the woman in front of him. A paper bag with the UberEats logo on the front, and a bouquet of white and yellow daisies.

His heart sinks.

His face must fall too because Birdy’s sweet smile falters. “What?”

Jake jerks his chin in the direction of the table.

“That’s dinner. From Morelli’s.” she explains.

Of course she ordered that. He’d smirk in satisfaction at how well he knows her but the bitterness of disappointment in himself tastes too strong on his tongue.

“The flowers?”

Birdy grins. “My Daddy sent ‘em.”

She thinks her father’s gesture is cute and funny and sweet but Jake just nods. His green eyes drop from hers. She misses them instantly.

“Hey…Jay…” she squeezes his arms and ducks her head to try and meet his eyeline as it wanders. “What’s up?”

Jake closes his eyes. It’s not like he’s going to cry, hell no, but they still burn a little. He’s just wore out and pissed at his day and he hates that he couldn’t be the one to show Birdy he loves her with dinner and flowers.

“I…” he swallows and makes himself look in her eyes, grasping for that peaceful home feeling of them again. “I was gonna get’ya dinner. And flowers. That’s…that’s *my* job.”

“Your job?” she blinks at him.

He nods in affirmation. “It’s Valentine’s Day, y’know?” He shrugs.

Birdy’s expression melts into one of impossible tenderness, but there’s a steely seriousness lurking underneath. “Jake,” she breathes out. “Look at me, please?” He’d been studying some loose threads in the collar of her shirt, now he obeys her request. “You did your job already. You worked, hard, all day. You flew planes and kicked ass, damn, I mean, you had shit thrown at you that I can’t possibly imagine being able to handle, let alone, y’know, actually handling it. And now,” she cups his cheeks in her hands once again, “here you are, with me. How can I ask for more? Today or any day?” She drops her hands to his shoulders, squeezing them lightly. “You’re enough.” She’s smiling, her beautiful eyes bright and gaze unwavering, but the wrinkle between her brows betrays the depth of the feeling behind her words.

That tightness in his chest Jake had registered earlier, it’s no longer that of frustration or nerves fried to their last ending. Now that taut ache is one of overwhelming fondness, love and gratitude felt for the woman in his arms, on a level unmatched before he met and fell for her.

His wide, warm palms now lift to cradle her face and he moves in to capture her mouth with his own. The kiss is slow, gentle. Words, emotions from the depths of Jake’s heart are poured into it, unspoken, and he relishes being able to trust that she’s hearing them, understanding them.

Even so, Birdy deserves thing spoken out too. “Thank you, Darlin’.” His warm breath sweeps across the skin of her forehead, once they’ve broken apart, as the words leave his throat. Quiet, low, and ever-so-slightly husky.

She leaves one open-mouth kiss on his jaw, gooseflesh rolling over him in its wake. “Always, Seresin. Always.”

…………………………………………….

Jake Seresin knows that saying about the best laid plans of mice and men, and he’s not about to deny that his day today was a prime example of the truth of that saying….but 12 minutes later, when he and Birdy are seated at the table, eating and talking, and some stupid silly thing he says makes her laugh; eyes squeezing shut and her head thrown back…when that glorious, one-of-his-most-favorite-of-all-sounds rings out…….his plans never mattered much anyway. This does though. She does. With her: Happy Valentine’s Day is damn straight

[dregs-leftovers-parsley]

aries no otometachi volume 1 pages 1-30~

kubou emiko, known to her friends as ekubo, is a girl born under the sign of aries. women born under this sign are described as those who 'love deeply, have selfish tendencies, possess the capacities for leadership, and have a great fashion sense, but tend to be too passive and can easily become playgirls'. emiko also has a secret crush on one of her classmates, takashi

emiko: [huh... I'm not some sort of playgirl, this reading's totally off-base]

while at the beach she separates from her friend group and comes across a beautiful and mysterious girl who invites her to strip naked and swim with her before laughing and disappearing into the water. emiko marvels at her nearly inhuman beauty, unsure if this moment is a dream. she decides to keep her brief encounter with this mermaid-like girl a secret from her friends.

emiko (thinking): [I saw a beautiful person today, but I don't think I'll tell anyone. not about my love for takashi, nor about meeting that mermaid-like girl... somehow I feel like if I speak about these feelings they'll slip away from me, so instead they will remain here in the world of my heart]

later at school when trying to watch takashi during the equestrian club's practice she crashes into the mermaid girl from before. apparently she's a student at this school too!?

teacher: [we have a new transfer student, mizuho romi.

emiko: [... romeo!]

romi: [my name is romi]

emiko: [y'know... this is the second time we've run into each other]

romi: [I suppose so, what of it?]

emiko get's roped into playing juliet for a school theatre production. she gets giddy just thinking about being the Juliet to Takashi's romeo, but her feelings for him are about to get complicated. later that day she encounters a bunch male students using the library printers to print out a bunch of pornographic images. shocked and horrified she tries to report this to takeshi (who is also student council president) but he doesn't take her seriously at all, laughing and only telling the boys to not get caught so easily next time.

emiko (thinking): [takashi's no better than them... he's still a man just like all the rest. I hate it, I hate it. where is my proud and virtuous romeo with high ideals. romeo can't be someone like him! I hate this!]

the aloof romi finds emiko crying all by herself and helps cheer her up, emiko wonders if maybe this person was her romeo all along?

romi: [hahaha! getting all worked up looking at nude pictures. adorable, they really are just a bunch of children!] [silly, is that what you've been crying over?]

emiko (thinking): romeo! somehow... she seems just like the romeo of my dreams...]

seems like the start of a great friendship, but maybe something more...

romi: [ekubo is such a cute nickname for you, it suits you perfectly]

emiko: [no way... it's way too childish for me, being called ekubo at this age is-]

romi: [cute, it's one of your charm points]

emiko (thinking): charm point... cute... cute... she thinks ekubo is cute! for some reason... hearing that feels good... she said I'm cute…]

[tetzoro]

AIMSIESSS !!! :3 A ROOFTOP RESTAURANT DATEEEE ?!?! that is SERIOUSLY adorable, sobs he’s so infatuated with you its absolutely precious T^T OOOO yes i definitely see kuroo as a sweetheart guy oh my gosh !! that nickname is so <333 you guys are ADORBS!!!

EEEP as for kou and i, he’s a “baby” guy all the way !! its either that, or he’s adding something in front of it like “pretty baby”, “sweet baby”, even my name sometimes teehee he’s just so silly !!!! >.<

as for me, i get supa dupa shy when it comes to nicknames in real life, so i usually just stick to kou or bo !!sometimes ill sneak in a lil “baby”… and for some reason i have this nickname i came up with ??? idk where it came from at all but “tinky” is one i use when i have cuteness aggression HELP does that make sense ??? like when i just wanna grab his face… cuz he’s so cute…like RAHHH HE’S SO… TINKY ?!?! SOB

anotha question for yousss cuz i just love hearing ur answers, if you had to pick one, what has been your favorite date kuroo has taken you on ?? was it recent or a long time agooo ???

anywhosies, u and tetsu are adorable in conclusion and you guys make my heart burst <333 ILY AIMSIESSS GIVIN YOU SO MANY SMOOCHES BECAUSE YOURE SO LOVELY <333 MWUAHHH 💋💋💋

- :3

MY LOVEEE !!! i’m so sorry for answering this late please forgive meeee !! <3

AWWW YOU AND BOKUTO ARE SOOOO SO CUTE !!! him calling you pretty baby :’) REAL & TRUE ! i think whenever you call him baby he gets all bashful and has the biggest smile on his face here BUT TINKY ?! THATS THE CUTEST EVER . i just know he absolutely adores when you call him that. it’s so unique and it fits him so well <33 HE IS SO TINKY !!!!

im twirling my hair rn thinkin about my fave date with kuroo hehe it was one of our earlier dates and he took me to an amusement park ^_^ it was straight out of a rom com i swear … he won me prizes, bought me yummy food, braved all the rides with me (FRONT ROW , HANDS ALL THE WAY UP !) and at the end, he kissed me on the ferris wheel (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) ohh i love him so much <33 we like to go back there again and giggle at how we nervous for that date and now here we are, entirely comfortable with each other :3

YOUR TURN !!! best date you and bokuto went on ? ^_^

ILYSMMMMM IM HUGGING U SO TIGHTLY !! SMOOCHIN UR FOREHEAD !!! ♡⌒(>。<)

[villainsblog97]

Xdinary Heroes as your Boyfriend

Hello everyone I am back from the dead with my current addiction! Xdinary Heroes! If you haven't yet check out their newest come back Test Me and their debut single Happy Death Day, please enjoy the new content! 😁

Disclaimer: none of the gifs are mine, credit to all original owners!

Gunil 🥁

Gunil is the leader of a new group

Meaning he's got priorities

However

You are one...

You're his queen

And he'll make sure you are happy always

You two will definitely have cute moments in the practice room

He'll teach you how to play the drums

He'll also tap little beats against your arms or legs with his fingers when he's holding you

Like the beats always in his head

The members love teasing their hyung

He'll never get alone time with you

Ever

But you two are seriously like so cute

And you love his laugh

It's so goofy and adorable

It's what makes him Gunil

He'll ask you about all the stages

"Jagiya did you see me?"

"Your man is so cool right" 😌

That exact emoji

Jungsu 🎹

Jungsu is already the sweetest

Change my mind

So he's gonna make sure you're treated so well

Jagiya is his favorite nickname for you

He's so sweet

He can get embarrassed easily

Like if one of the members tease him about you

But this boy looks like a romantic!

He'll play you beautiful melodies on the piano

May even show you how to play some

He will also make sure you're watching all the stages

"Pay attention to me okay"

And his part in Test Me is your favorite

He will definitely sing to you when you're feeling down

Those beautiful vocals

You'll instantly feel better

He loves holding you and singing to you

Kay bye... 🤧

Gaon 🎸

Gaon is such a sunshine

Like he's silly

And he's never afraid to show it!

You two are the cutest things together!

He loves playing the guitar for you

And of course teaching you

Guiding your fingers over the strings

Okay Gaon is a hugger

I said what I said

He's gonna hug you evey chance he gets

And kiss your cheeks

And quick little pecks on the lips

He's clingy

But it's adorable

He won't be too much into PDA

He likes to be kind of private with you

But he holds your hand when you want him to

But if another guy is looking you

He suddenly knows very much about PDA

He's gonna let them know you're his

O.de 🎹

Seungmin is kind of chaotic

But he means so well

He's gonna love you like there's no tomorrow

He is definitely the kind of boyfriend to give you gifts

Like all the time

He also like fancy dates

Like the kind you get dressed up for

He's also gonna make sure you pay attention to him

I get the feeling he'd get jealous easily

Not like crazy jealous

Like Gaon

He just wants people to know what belongs to him

He's kind of intimidating

So he's gonna give those glares to guys who stare at you

But when it's just you two

He's just a squish

He definitely loves laying his head on your lap

And holding you in his arms as he plays the piano

Jun Han 🎸

This shy little baby!

Can he actually even talk to girls!?

Well for this scenario he can!

Okay okay

So he's shy

So he's not like quite sure how to be around you

Everything makes him nervous

He didn't even ask you out

Gaon or Jooyeon probably just yelled

"HEY Y/N.... JUNHAN LIKES YOU!!!!"

But he loves you

Now that you're his

He wants to make sure you know how much he loves you

He's the kind to ask you if he could hold your hand

Or hug you

When you first kissed him

You thought he was sick

His face was so hot he was sweating

But after that he got a little more confident in himself

All the other members hype him up everytime they see you two together

It's so cute how embarrassed he gets

Jooyeon 🎸

My Rockstar 😍

Okay Jooyeon is pure chaos

Like pure chaos

You're in for one hell of a ride

But this boy is gonna treat you like a princess

Like he loves you so much sometimes it hurts

Everytime he sees you

He's grabbing his chest like he just had a heart attack

"How is this beautiful human being all mine?"

(Oof 🤧)

Now Jooyeon is definitely not afraid of PDA

Like he craves your touch

Definitely a cuddler

You in his arms is his favorite thing

(I have to say it)

He loves when you run your fingers through his hair

(😮‍💨)

You love it too

He definitely loves giving you kisses

On the cheek

Lips

Hands

(UGH!)

(Kay I'm done hurting myself)

That's it! Hope everyone enjoys! Stan Xdinary Heroes and stream Test Me! 😁

[marbleheavy]

I did Nico so here are some Will Solace headcanons that have bouncing around my brain for a while now

He goes through a sweater phase where he wears almost exclusively slightly too big, brightly colored, knit sweaters with thick collars and cinched sleeves

He read that fact about how if your tongue sticks to a rock it’s actually a bone, and now he licks every rock he finds because “What if it’s the bone of a dinosaur? What if I’m licking part of a T-Rex right now?” (and Nico just lets him do it even though he knows they aren’t bones)

REALLY into pinkie promises. Like, he takes them so seriously. Pinkie promise > swearing on the Styx

He takes a lot of chaotic self timer pictures and always ropes everyone else into them. They always end up looking like an album cover and he looks like he’s the lead singer. It’s not even that he’s always front and center, it’s just the way that he’s holding himself in every picture. When he gets his own apartment or house or whatever, he makes a collage of them all and he has every one of his friends choose a picture and write what the name of the album would be on it.

Going off of that, he is really into crafts but specifically memory crafts (does that make sense???). He makes keepsake boxes and friendship bracelets and so many things because he feels like it doesn’t matter if those things actually look good because the most important part of them is the memory attached.

He uses either 🤠 or ✨ (sometimes 🤪) in almost every text and uses them to convey any emotion. Rachel is the only one who ever understands exactly what he means.

A million friendship and bead bracelets just all the way up his arms. Probably some silly bands too.

He carries a backpack with him almost all the time and it somehow holds every possible necessity but always looks nearly empty. Obviously a first aid kit, but also like snacks and a hat and sunscreen and a million pens and the list goes on and on. It’s kind of in a mom friend way but more of a thing where someone sees “i need x item” and Will just hands it to them wordlessly without even stopping his sentence.

He adores the face masks that are supposed to make you look like an animal but they’re mostly just scary. They make him giggle like a toddler. (Imagine him and Nico with the fluffy headbands with the ears and then the face masks and Will just absolutely losing his shit)

Hozier!! Will loves Hozier!! Also country music (but he has a whole spiel about new age, american exceptionalist pop country because he h a t e s that). Also, and this is the really important one, 80s music but the really synth-y stuff (see my 80s cover band au for more details)

His ideal outfit is a chunky sweater, a jean jacket, jeans that don’t match the jacket, and rain boots. He loves rain boots. He’s got multiple pairs and at least one of them have frogs on them. If he can’t wear rain boots, flip flops in the summer and vans in the other seasons (He’s definitely got a pair of these yellow Vans)

He dresses like a dad but a dad that was born in the 80s and is also three years old

Will has at least three flavors of chapstick on him at any given time

Will Solace with a gun is wonderful, truly. I would like to add to this by introducing the concept of him wearing the side holsters on either this legs or his arms. He wants to go on quests so he can live his dreams of being a cowboy with thigh gun holsters and a hat and boots and all of it. (Also, Nico with knives strapped to his thighs and Will with guns) (Also, also, there’s a Cards Against Humanity card that says “Shooting a wizard with a gun” and that screams Will Solace)

Will is very much a “Let’s not resort to violence” person but in a way where like, Person A tries to punch B and Will is like “hey, we can talk this out” but then B doubles down and says something really out of line and Will just backs up and is like “You know what? Never mind, you do what you need to do” (And also in a “Let’s not fight… except for Nico because isn’t he so pretty with his sword?)

speaking of pretty, Will l o v e s to be called pretty. It makes his sweet summer child heart go brrr

He is obviously very into nicknames and terms of endearment but calling someone “Hon” or “Sweet pea” is always passive aggressive (that’s less of a Will thing and more of a Southern thing)

I would like to bring up the licking rocks thing again because I really do just believe it with my whole heart

For a while, the idea of Will’s grandparents (obviously Naomi’s side) being French has been bouncing around my head and I really do love the idea of Will speaking French fluently but not at all formally. It’s a lot of slang and has a Texas drawl mixed in with it but it’s definitely French (and it definitely makes Nico melt). He will just deadpan look at someone and go “Quoi?” and he counts the infirmary inventory stock in French but only up until sixty, then he switches to English (soixante-dix can suck it, sorry if you’re french but like, just make a new word. there’s no need for me to have to do math while already counting. don’t even get me started on anything in the 90s. quatre-vingt-dix-sept?? excuse me??)

Will and Persephone being buddies!! They just get along well and very much understand being summer people in love with anti-sun people and just, ugh, family dinners in the Underworld and Will always, always brings a gift for her. Will and Nico come in and anyone can hear Persephone yell “Is that Will? Is Will here?” and Will just grins and calls back “Yes ma’am, and I brought you some brownies from my Mama and some of the flowers from her garden”

Also, Nico knows all the deities and Will brings them cookies because they’re a team like that

He either plays soccer or lacrosse but either way he’s very good at it and it’s honestly intimidating (jock will solace <3)

Not to say Will isn’t his fair share of chaotic, but he’s friends with a lot of very chaotic or at the least eccentric people (Cecil and his pranks, Lou Ellen and her pig balls, Rachel and herself, Nico and himself, etc.) so he’s very good at turning on the Southern charm and just smiling his way out of any situation so he can get himself and everyone else away without any consequences

I think that’s all for now!! If you have any additions, please feel free to add them on, I love seeing other people’s ideas!

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8. like we’re made of starlight (Mileven)

A/N: Here’s day 8 of @flufftober​’s Flufftober for this year!!! Expect more later tonight and tomorrow!!!

Pairing: Mike Wheeler x El Hopper, Will Byers x Male!OC

Summary: Mike, El, Will, and Matthew walk home from the subway after spending some time at a little farm and pumpkin patch and some wishes are made.

Prompt: Day 8 - Shooting Stars

Tags: Fluff and friendship, Will Byers with a boyfriend :DDD

Song Inspiration: Starlight By Taylor Swift

Word Count: 766

Not beta’d, all mistakes are my own.

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And there the 4 of them are, walking down the dim sidewalk each carrying their own basket of pumpkins and other autumn goodies from the farm they had just been at. El looks over at her brother walking along beside her. Matthew is on Will's other side and the two of them are watching each other in admiration, only looking away occasionally to make sure they aren't going to trip on the ground. They're walking close enough to each other that they bump shoulders every other step. El smiles fondly, seeing him so happy. Matthew seems like an amazing guy and he makes Will so happy, El's glad they found each other and she can't wait to get to know Matthew more in the future.

She's startled from her thoughts by an elbow nudging her other side and she turns to see Mike looking at her. Her smile turns slightly bashful. "Hey." She whispers to him.

"Hey." He whispers back, returning her smile. His ears and nose are pink from the cold air around them and he's been wearing this light orange beanie all day that's absolutely adorable on him.

El looks down for a moment, overwhelmed by how taken she is by him. She shakes her head at herself right as she hears Matthew speak up. "Guys, look!"

El and Mike look up to where Matthew's pointing, Will's eyes already there as well. In the sky, among the faint stars above them, a streak passes by in a line of white light, just slightly brighter than the other stars around it. El's eyes light up and she beams. A shooting star. An instinct as old as she is has her closing her eyes and making a little wish, suddenly feeling so much younger than she actually was. Maybe it's childish, but it still brought her just as much joy now as it did when she was a kid.

She opens her eyes and immediately looks to Mike, her body making the decision before her brain does. His eyes are closed, too, and he opens them slowly. When he realizes she's staring at him, he flushes and ducks his head before looking at her again. "W-what did you wish for?" He stutters out slightly.

You. El's mind whispers. She shakes her head at him instead. "I can't tell you that, silly. If I tell you what my wish is, it won't come true." She states playfully, though she knew that it wasn't at all true considering their conversation the night before.

Will snorts on her other side. "Seriously, Gracie?" Will questioned, his nickname for her holding the same fondness and familiarity as always. "I don't care if anyone hears my wish." He states matter-of-factly.

"Oh, really?" El questions. "Then what did you wish for?" She asks. She could hear faint snickers from Mike and Matthew, but she didn't really care.

Will's grin suddenly turns dopey and lovesick as he answers. "That I'll be able to take Matthew home for Christmas to meet mom and dad." He tells her honestly.

At his words, El turns to look at Matthew to see his reaction and is pleased when she sees Matthew turn bright red, smiling shyly at Will as Will catches his eye. "I th-think that could be a-arranged." Matthew spoke quietly. Will beams at his boyfriend and leans over to kiss him sweetly.

"Well aren't they just adorable." Mike says, his voice close to El's ear. She jumps slightly and turns towards him once again.

"Yes, they're the cutest." She answers, her cheeks hot from Mike's previous closeness.

"The cutest, huh?" Mike questions, raising an eyebrow at her. He's giving her a knowing look, like there's some secret that only the two of them know, and El has a feeling she knows exactly what he's talking about.

"Okay, maybe not the cutest." She whispers to him softly, their shoulders bumping together.

"Is it weird that I really wish I could hold your hand right now?" Mike asks her, biting his bottom lip like he's uncertain of his own question.

El giggles softly. "Not at all. I'd definitely allow it, too, if I had a free hand to be held." She admits. "Maybe next time." She says, giving him a look full of sincerity.

Mike gives her a look back full of happiness and warmth. "Next time." He echoes, and El gives him the same exact look back.

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A/N: Here we go!!! Finally started writing more days!!!!! Definitely gonna be posting more of these within the next 24 hours!!! Let me know what you think of this one!!!! I really love it a lot and I was super exicted to add in more characters!!!!! Hope you’re having an amazing day/night!!!!! 💜💜💜

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Build-a-bear adventures

Build-a-bear adventures.

Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

Summary: A top trained assassin, her girlfriend, and a build-a-bear workshop, what better way to spend a day off. 

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: Agonisingly fluffy.

I was planning on posting angst, but, decided on a fluff instead<33 

“But babe. Babe. Babe.” You poked your girlfriend, fully aware that with every prod, you were only contributing to the headache worthy eye rolls she had been giving you for the past hour. You were joking, of course you were, she knew that, but she also knew that it was possible you were about to be single in 0.2 of a second if you didn’t stop poking her. 

With a sarcastic smile and a deep breath, she turned her head towards you, momentarily stopping your movements as you returned a sickeningly sweet smile back. 

“Yes?” 

“I don’t think you understand.” 

“I do understand.”

“This is life or death.” You spoke with a poker face, a weak attempt to try and make your point valid. 

“I think that may be exaggerating just a little bit honey.” She chuckled lightly at your tone and the way you moved in your spot on the sofa, now having your legs crossed in front of you, hands enthusiastically moving in front of you. 

“No. No, see, you don’t understand! We need to do this!” 

“Is my unconditional love not enough?” 

“No.”

“Ouch.” She dramatically placed her hand on her chest, a smirk plastered onto her face as she watched you rile yourself up with every sentence.

“Okay, sorry, I didn’t mean that, your unconditional love is more than enough, and while I unconditionally love you too, that doesn’t change the fact that this is a necessity.” 

“Like the ones from the jungle book?” 

You groaned loudly, throwing your head back as the assassin teased you. 

“Baby, please!” You moved once again, now clambering onto her lap with your hands interlocked behind her neck, your faces mere inches away from hers. Her hands immediately went to your waist to steady you, pure energy coursed through your veins as you tried to convince Natasha to go ahead with your idea and she wasn’t certain you wouldn’t fall off of you if she didn’t hold you down.

“You seriously want to?”

“Yes.”

“Today?”

“Yes.”

“Instead of cuddling in bed with movies?” Her eyebrows raised in question, not faltering as she watched you pretend to ponder, stroking an imaginary beard on your chin.

“Yes.” You smiled, your inner child shining through. 

Knowing she wasn’t going to win, she sighed gently, running a hand through your hair and giving you a quick kiss on your temple before tapping your thighs to signal for you to stand up. 

“Alright. Get ready and we’ll go.” 

“Really?” You squealed, clapping your hands together as you rocked back and forth on your heels. 

“Really. Now hurry and get your shoes on, we don’t want to get stuck in traffic.” 

She watched with nothing but adoration as you whizzed off to get ready to leave, swearing that she’s never seen you move so quickly in her life. Despite her playful protest, she walked over to the kitchen counter to pick up her car keys, swinging them around her pointer finger as she walked over to the doorway of the compound living room. 

‘I can’t believe I'm doing this.’ She thought. 

Although she’ll deny it to anyone that asks, she’s absolutely whipped for you. 

“I’m ready!” Your voice called out, encouraging Natasha to shrug her leather jacket on and walk towards her smiling girlfriend, taking her hand as they walked out together with content smiles on their faces. 

‘Let’s do this.’ 

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It didn’t take long to arrive at your destination, your eyes immediately drew themselves to the store windows filled with stuffed bears in a variety of different outfits, some bears were dressed up to fit a theme, some bears were characters from loved movies, some were just bears in dungarees. 

That’s right. You’ve managed to bring a trained assassin to a build-a-bear workshop. Why? 

To get matching bears. 

You looked towards Natasha, a huge grin on your face, only faltering slightly as you were met with her hands and forehead on the drivers wheel. You tugged on her sleeve, ignoring her disagreement, her head not leaving the wheel, but turned to face you.

“Stop being silly, c’mon, you’re looking forward to it! I know you are!” 

“Babe. We’re parked outside of a teddy store.”

“Exactly! It’s fun, you’re excited, I'm excited, let’s go!” 

You didn’t hesitate to open your car door, jumping out of the car and shutting the door behind you, the redhead not far behind you as she once again took your hand, reminding you how lucky you are that she loves you. Your response was a simple kiss on her cheek, a small blush following shortly afterwards.

“You’re cute.” You pinched her cheek.

“Yeah yeah, let’s go get our bears.” 

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“So, that’s both of your bears stuffed, do you guys want to put voice boxes in them?” The kind staff member asked the pair of you. 

You glanced towards Natasha, silently asking if she’d like one or not. She gave you a brief smile before looking back at the woman helping you with your bears. 

“Sure, I don’t see why not.” She winked at you before following the woman over to another station within the store. There were rows and rows of different shapes and coloured voice boxes to choose from. 

You had the option of choosing a pre-recorded sound, like animal sounds or a bunch of different ‘i love you.’ in different voices. You didn’t mind what voice you had, honestly, you would’ve been content with an ‘i love you’ from Elsa at this point. However, you saw your girlfriend make a beeline for the ones that you record your own message into. 

“You’re gonna do your own one?” You asked, moving over to stand beside her. 

“Nope. I’m making one for yours.” She said proudly, holding two of the small items in her hand, holding it out for you to take one. You couldn’t help but feel your heartbeat quicken at her words. This is the sweetest thing you’ve ever done with someone else, and to think she wasn’t even that eager to come in the first place. You knew she’d have fun. 

Taking the small blue speaker from her hand, you were instructed to press the button on the back of the plastic, hold it down to speak, and release it when you were finished, but it can only be a short message. The both of you tucked your bears under your arm, bringing the box to your mouth and cupping it so that it would come out loud and clear, and so the other couldn’t hear what you were saying. 

Once your messages were done, you handed each other the speaker to place in the paw that had a ‘press me’ sign sewed into it. The woman ensured it was inserted correctly before taking them elsewhere to be sewn up, leaving you both to look at the racks of tiny clothes hung on the wall. 

It was almost as difficult as choosing clothes for yourself, there were too many options, and every single one was adorable. How did literal children do this? 

“Please tell me you can’t decide on an outfit either.” The Russian spoke from beside you, her gaze focused on the fabrics, styles and patterns in front of you. 

“It’s easier trying to take a pop tart off of the demi-god at home than trying to pick a pair of jeans and a t-shirt for a stuffed animal. What the hell?” Your arms gestured to the wall in front of you, exasperated as you tried to decide whether you wanted the blue jeans or black.” 

“Hi guys, here are your bears, just letting you know, there’s also some dresses over there if you want to check them out.” The woman smiled, watching as you and Natasha shared a glance of horror. 

The two of you were gonna be here for a while.

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Finally, you and Nat had dressed both your bears. You chose a pair of black jeans, a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket for yours, and Natasha had chosen a Y/F/O. It appeared as though each of you had made ‘mini me’s’ of the other, and they seemed pretty damn accurate too. 

After successfully creating and dressing your bears, it was time to name them, pay, and then you could both go home and relax. You had no idea building a bear could be so exhausting. 

Both you and Natasha had to pick a name. You thought it over, whereas Nat had just rushed right in, choosing to call her bear ‘honey.’, the nickname she always reserved for you. Gripping your bear tightly, you observed the birth certificate being printed out, the name, the owner’s name and the date clearly written in bold, black letters. You could’ve sworn you saw Natasha’s eyes light up when she was handed the sheet of paper. 

“What about you, miss?” The woman asked, ready to type in whatever name you gave her. Glancing behind you quickly, you caught the eye of your girlfriend behind you, immediately knowing what to call it. 

“Snoopy, please.” 

You heard one loud and short laugh erupt from Natasha’s lips, her hand shot to cover her mouth, not intending to be so disruptive when she heard what you had called it. 

‘Snoopy’ is the name of a cartoon character, which was probably what people would think you named the bear after. In reality, it wasn’t that at all. 

When you first met the team, you were informed of what everyone’s roles were and how they contributed to the group. There were supersoldiers, scientists, a god, all different kinds of people, including the incredibly attractive spy. When you went on your first mission, she had to hack into a computer to retrieve some stolen data, but took her time to also look at some other things they had on there too, just to kill time. 

The first words you said to her on that mission that wasn’t to do with what direction you were running in, was ‘Alright, hold off Snoopy, you can do that in your spare time, hurry up.’, and at first she was annoyed with the nickname, claiming she wasn’t snooping, nor does she ever ‘snoop’, but she soon took it in her stride. It was still a running joke between the pair of you 2 years down the line, and you never let her forget it. 

“Nice name, babe.” She coughed, unable to fully settle down from her laughing fit.

“Why, thank you! Yours isn’t so bad yourself.” You spoke as you blew her a kiss that she grabbed in thin air and pretended to shove into her jean pocket, earning a small shake of the head before you took your printed certificate and went to purchase the bears. 

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Once you got back to the compound, the both of you were completely shattered, unable to keep your eyes open to watch some TV before bed. Eager to get some sleep, the two of you just ended up changing into your pyjamas, following your shared night routine before collapsing onto your bed. 

You lay beside her, still able to smell her perfume after so many hours, the scent making your eyelids feel like rocks. Grabbing your bear, you put it in between you, Natasha doing the same thing, before snuggling up close together under the covers. She reached over to put some fallen hair behind your ear, smiling gently at you as she did so, the gesture lazily returned. 

“Thank you for suggesting today, baby. I really enjoyed myself.” She whispered, a murmur of agreement following her words.

“Thank you for taking us Natty, I had fun.” You mumbled with closed eyes, sleep quickly taking over. 

“Get some sleep, my love.” 

You nodded once before responding. “G’night Nat.” 

“Goodnight baby.”

And that was you, out like a light. 

Natasha reached over to give you a kiss on the forehead as her final goodnight, not realised that she’d leant on the teddy in the process, only noticing when she heard your voice in a non sleepy state. 

“I’m madly in love with you, Romanoff.” She heard you laugh, followed by an excited “I’m done!”, obviously you forgot to let go of the button after you recorded the initial message, but it had made it even more special. She couldn’t help but adore you with every bone in her body. 

You weren’t awake now, but when you were, she hoped to see your reaction when you listened to her message in your bear, the words spoken in Russian, but you’d heard them before, so you’d definitely know what it meant.

“Moye serdtse tvoye, lyubov' moya.” (My heart is yours, my love.)

She was right. 

She’s absolutely whipped. 

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