#definitely didn't cry while typing this out lol

[skeleton-beneath-this-skin]

❤️🐇 5/31/24 🐇❤️

Today was Takeshi and I’s one year anniversary! It was a lovely day. I saw lots of bunnies when I went on a walk which made me think of him. And a Japanese clothing brand, Avail, released an Initial D collection which included a shirt of him and I bought it. It felt really special that it came out on our anniversary…especially considering how old Initial D is and he’s a side character. The dessert I had was Japanese cheesecake and it was delicious! It’s very different compared to our cheesecake. It’s not overly sweet and had more of a cake texture to it. I thought it would be cute for our little celebration today :3

I made the cross stitch for our anniversary. I saw the pattern months ago and thought it would be perfect for us. He is my beloved bunny after-all. ❤️

I always feel a bit nervous talking about self-shipping. I know it’s not for everyone or some people think it’s cringe…but something about it just makes sense to me. I’m single, I don’t really want to date, so why not ship myself with my favorite character? This is the happiest I’ve felt in a long time. It has been such a nice outlet for me to still express love/feel loved. At the end of the day I know he’s not real. Unfortunately. But he has brought so much happiness into my life. He has helped me be creative again, more confident in myself, and more social. He has brought wonderful people into my life and created friendships. I love the Initial D fandom so much (well at least on here, Reddit is another story lol) and I’m so happy I became a part of it! He has done so much for me and I just wish I could thank him.

Happy anniversary Takeshi, I love you forever bunny. ❤️🐇

not mine, art was commissioned by ava lynn ❤️

[peaxhxhair]

Raising Kids with them - Overwatch Heroes

Featuring: Cassidy, Mercy, Moira, Roadhog, Junker Queen Warnings: Moira. A/n: this isn't exactly the official setting for each character - but this is fanfiction so we're gonna ignore it lol Navigation Overwatch - MASTERLIST Consider becoming a member! <3

Odessa Stone (Junker Queen)

She wouldn't be into having kids at first - thinking that something so small would make her weak.

It does - but she refuses to admit it.

You both decided adoption was probably the best option - adopting a sweet baby girl.

I think Dez would be all about teaching her kids to fight.

Even before they've learnt to walk.

"C'mon kiddo! I was fighting at your age!"

Sometimes you would find her playing with your baby - making it look as if they were both boxing.

It was quite a funny sight.

You'll come home from work and find them watching wrestling or something.

Probably swears around your kid.

Your babies first word is probably 'cunt' or 'fuck'

You're usually the one to take your daughter to school, but on the off chance Dez does - the rest of the parents are scared of her.

The kids adore her though.

She'll struggle doing stuff like diaper changes at first - as anyone would

~~~

As your daughter gets older - she grows into a mini version of Dez.

She wont call her 'mom' - instead calling her something silly like 'cunt' or 'fuckwit'

Dez gets a real kick out of it - and does the same.

Dez would be a little disappointed if your kid didn't want to fight, though she'd still be supportive - even if she didn't really understand.

Cries on your daughters wedding day - but tries to hide it.

"I'm not crying cunt, you're crying"

Mako Rutledge (Roadhog)

I think Mako would be really good with kids-

Big brooding dad & cute tiny daughter combo type vibe

Maybe she's really talkative, and he just listens.

He'd let her put clips in his hair and paint his nails.

It's giving Gru when his girls are doing ballet.

He's always the one to hold the kids when needed - since he barely has any issue.

His hands are just so big.

Even if you had like - 4 kids he would have no trouble carrying them all.

You were grateful that you could have some time alone sometimes, as Mako is a very competent father.

'crane's hand back while driving when kid opens snack' dad

Your kid might pretend to wear his shoes - and they can barely even stand properly in them, let alone walk.

Moira O'Deorain 

Does not want kids.

Only agreed because you would make a face at her whenever you saw a baby.

test-tube baby fr

Literally will not go to another doctor about her kids health.

Does she know anything about kids? No.

Does she think she knows more than the QUALIFIED children's doctors? Absolutely she does.

MIGHT agree to taking your kid to see Angela - if you're not too keen on her doing science on your kid.

HATES being called mom.

She's fine with your kid just calling her by her name.

This was weird on the first day of school - most parents thinking your kids other parent wasn't in the picture.

She was fine with that idea - meaning that you 'left' your old partner for her. Narcissist.

~~~

Your babies first word was definitely her name.

but in the cute baby way.

'Moiwa'

When your kid gets a little older, maybe they'll ask about Moira's arm.

"This is what happens when you smoke"

Your kid will never even THINK about smoking ever again.

It isn't until they're 30 that they realise that wasn't true.

Prefers to keep her kids away from science - as much as it was important to her.

She'll barely talk to you about it either - which may be hard if you're also a part of Talon.

Having to bring your kids to work with you is definitely SOMETHING.

You'd prefer for them to be with you rather than with Moira, though.

Your kids are NOSY, so you have to bend the truth a little bit.

Just to make sure they don't view their mom as the ruthless geneticist that she ACTUALLY is.

"Why is miss Amelie blue?"

"She didn't eat her vegetables"

Angela Ziegler (Mercy)

BIG on consistent check-ups.

Sometimes she'll do them herself, but she prefers the professionals.

She doesn't specialise in child care, but she does make sure that your child is going to the best doctor in the field.

Definitely enjoys shopping for baby clothes.

Works with baby on lap - letting the little guy play with her fingers.

Aeroplane noises while getting the baby to eat.

does NOT let the kid eat candy until they're like 10.

This was hard for you - because it meant you couldn't have candy in the house.

Secret stash of sweets hidden somewhere in your car.

One in Overwatch HQ too.

ALWAYS prepared.

Baby needs a snack? She's got cut up grapes in her bag.

Always has wipes and diapers.

"Hey babe? Where's their bottle?" She's already retrieved it from the drying rack.

Tiny first-aid kid in her bag at ALL times.

~~~

If your kid wants their ears pierced at Claire's. ABSOLUTELY NOT.

Angela is panicked at any idea of infections - especially when it comes to your kid.

Your kiddo is made to wear clip on earrings until they qualify to be pierced by a professional.

Will always make sure places are baby safe before you take your kid there.

~~~

She's calm 90% of the time - she just cares about general safety and health.

Matching onesies with your kid.

Chilli and Bingo core :)

Angela would LOVE doing Halloween costumes for your kiddo.

They're always so CUTE.

If she has the time, she'll put together matching family ones.

Cole Cassidy

Baby carrier dad.

Like he'll just carry your baby everywhere.

Gets upset when he has to put the little guy down.

"We're just fine over here. No need to pull us apart"

Your child definitely prefers him to you - which you're fine with.

It's just so cute seeing them play together.

I'd say he's a girl dad - the type to teach her how to shoot, or play football with.

9 times out of ten, he'll fall asleep while reading her a bedtime story, so he always just ends up sleeping in your daughters bed with her.

The two of them cuddled up on the tiny mattress - he's holding your little girl so protectively.

~~~

The moms at the nursery you take your daughter to all think Cole is hot.

Too right.

They just need to learn to keep their hands to themselves.

Your kid is very protective of him - and your relationship.

If you're married, she'll be like;

"Daddy, show her your wedding ring!! Isn't it nice?"

It makes Cole chuckle every time.

Cole didn't even need to shut the women down - your kid was doing all the work for him.

~~~

Definitely the dad that all of your kids friends like

"Your dad is so cool!"

He's always invited to their little tea parties and stuff.

Yes, he will put on the crown and princess dress.

[hitomisuzuya]

Stepcest. Sexting Part two. DNI if it makes you uncomfortable. Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Sexting. Degradation. Praise. Cunnilingus. Hinted vaginal and anal sex.

Sexting part two won the poll by like a lot lol. This is also a late White Day piece. Scara's texts and bold and italicized.

Scaramouche was restlessly laying in wait in his room. There was a social gathering going on for the company "the Moms" work for. There were too damn many people in the house still.

He was going to wait a bit until he could get his hands on you tonight. But, that didn't mean he couldn't wind you up a little bit first. He was surprised when you texted him first.

Happy White Day.

Usually, you were too shy to text him first. He could just imagine your little fingers nervously hovering over the keys as you mustered up the courage to type just those three words and hit send.

Huh?

And now you could practically hear the scoff in the text.

On Valentine's Day, the girls give the boys gifts and chocolates. And on White Day, the boys reciprocate.

Scaramouche raised an eyebrow. He could definitely tell you were hinting at something. He had a feeling he knew what you were going to ask. And he was curious if you actually would ask.

Chocolates are disgusting. Something you what to ask me, kitten?

Your cheeks heated at the pet name that always flustered you. Scaramouche knew exactly what he was doing. You felt the nervous pitter patter of your heart as you typed a response.

Well I..what would get me for White Day?

Scaramouche smirked. He could imagine the shy blush on your cheeks. Did you have any idea how delicate you looked when you blushed?

I wouldn't get you chocolates. Instead, I'm going to spread your legs wide, and tease your pussy outside of your underwear. Until you are so wet that I have peel your panties from your cunt.

He wanted to wind you up fast. The needier and weaker you were for him, the better. It would make you more pliable.

I would slowly lick and lap my tongue on your cunt until your pussy is drooling more. I would tell you what a slut you look and sound like, moaning while you fuck your pussy onto your step brother's mouth.

Your panties were getting wetter with every word you read. You shifted your position restlessly on the bed, wanting to reach into your panties to rub your throbbing clit.

Will you call me a good girl if I press your mouth onto my cunt while I beg to cum?

Scaramouche really hoped everyone would get the fuck out of the house because he was starting to get really hard. You were already submitting to him and he hadn't he even tongue fucked you into oblivion yet.

You'll do more than beg. You'll cry and plead to cum, slut. Even after I have made you cum and squirt on my tongue. You'll sob with pleasure when I latch my lips onto your clit, my tongue prodding, licking and swirling until you cum shaking and clenching around nothing, my good, sweet girl

You rubbed your thighs together. It was getting hard for you to concentrate on anything other than how much wanted to feel his mouth working your pussy over. You reached down to touch your clit outside of your panties for a moment before another text came.

You are touching yourself, aren't you? What a filthy slut my step sister is. Touching yourself because you can't wait to have your step brother's tongue fucking into your cunt. Perhaps I'll use all of your holes as my personal cock sleeves tonight.

Your response was exactly what Scaramouche always craved from you.

Let me sneak into your room now, please. I want you so badly.

No. I'll come to you in a few minutes. I want you only in your panties when I get there. You'll keep your hand over your mouth like a good girl until everyone leaves, won't you?

You left your bedroom door open a little so that the hinges wouldn't creak when he opened it.

[seunghyunjigglers]

mama, a stray kid behind YOU ★ @seunghyunjigglers

ot8 skz members as brainrot memes!

author's note: we even included links for some of the less chronically online divas out there (generous much?)! a lot of thought and effort went into this and we hope you love and appreciate our firstborn child. tw: dark humor. betas, do not interact!

chan ★ "i'm the leader, i'm the alpha, i'm the one to trust"

unironically watches bad edits of himself and goes "ayeee" to hype himself up about being edited

comments under them on his secret account

his fyp is now most definitely infiltrated by alpha chan edits

let's be real the whole trend was probably what inspired wolfgang to be released

bites his lip bc he thinks it makes him look sexy and he just looks like he's eating his bottom lip

tries to do that thing where guys put their necklace between their lips and take pics to be sexy but the necklace falls down his throat and he starts choking

would deliberately start doing aegyo followed by serving face to show his 'duality' since apparently the fandom love it (poor guy doesn't understand irony still)

LOVES when stays talk about his gyatt and starts using it bc he thinks its just another normal word for ass and seungmin and felix almost throw up laughing at him

minho ★ "queen never cry"

genuinely thought 'lock in' was something to be taken seriously and does NOT take it lightly when chan tells everyone to lock in

his kinky ass also probably thought it was some kind of jail roleplay (jisung had to explain it to him)

has mewing competitions with himself in the mirror

makes 'minho never CRY ����' the note on his alarm in the morning

thinks it’s funny when he recommends the ki sisters manga (where the meme comes from) to people as his favorite series and the poor author has to actually go on a talk show cause he blew it up with the internet

checks his notifications EVERY day hoping someone will edit him with that baby

accidentally comments “queen NEVER cry” under a sentimental skz edit on the official account and wakes up with several calls from his managers.. let’s just say it didn’t go over well

changbin ★ "gadagadegadagadao" (omega nugget)

he stumbled across this meme on felix's fyp one evening and thought it would make the best vocal warmup for his raps, didn't realise it was a joke and actually uses it before recording tracks

when he discovers its a meme he thinks its hilarious and makes it his whole personality

stops mid convo with people and makes the face and thinks he's so funny (everyone is tired of it)

orders mcdonald's for everyone and takes the time to draw the face on EVERY chicken nugget and couldn't be prouder of himself

genuinely thinks the song is an actual banger and has it saved as a sample for a potential title track

hyunjin ★ "donatella VERSACE"

only types like THIS 💜 and felix and seungmin are the only ones who get it

chan finds out and secretly changes his name in a groupchat with their managers and staff to "hwang HYUNJIN 💜"

he is tired but donatella is not

his gag christmas present for secret santa is boxers with ms versace herself covering his chocolate starfish and he has a wardrobe malfunction while wearing them at a show and EVERYONE sees

is actually really embarrassed when he has to explain what it means to her and she just nods and tries to smile with all her botox

after this she comments it on all her posts and he accepts that he’s never escaping it

jisung ★ "jiafei 'in my head' remix" (floptropica)

this man is always singing his lungs out in every skz code and somewhere along the way he saw an edit of him with jiafei's vocals in the bg

was actually impressed by her vocal skills and tried to hunt down her ig page, ends up on some fake floptropican fanpage but he doesn't know this because he has minimal survival skills

dms some loser message like "wow your voice is sooooo nice haha...i also like to sing lol...so do you like korean boys haha..."

owner of the jiafei fan account is a stay and thinks this is hilarious and catfishes the hell out of him for WEEKS, sends vocal edits and jisung unironically eats them up, he def sends back vms of him doing vocal covers to impress her

felix hears him singing a jiafei remix one day and almost shits himself laughing, jisung gets angry and defensive until felix reveals that jiafei is literally a meme

realises he's been catfished

blocks the account and gets sulky whenever any floptropican edit pops up on his fyp, but still sings the jiafei remixes quietly to himself (some habits are hard to break)

felix ★ "oi oi oi...baka" (freaky larvae)

recreates it and everyone takes it seriously and he has to make a video telling everyone it was not in fact a thirst trap

breaks up serious arguments like "we need to calm down...you're all being a bunch of...heh...bakas..."

searches it up one day to see if there's any other lore and accidentally discovers a yagami yato audio and gets traumatised

seungmin gets fed up by felix constantly repeating it so he comes up with a master plan and during one of their japan concerts says "oh, felix has been practicing his japanese lately...what's that thing you keep saying?"

i feel like he'd perfect that freaky expression and everyone is sick of him and changbin for randomly using them

picks larva on his turn to choose something for movie night and everyone comically (see what i did there) groans and gets up while he’s just there cracking up

seungmin ★ "saddam hussein hiding spot"

this guy saw a 'saddam hussein hiding spot' comment under jeongin's post and fell down the rabbithole (or rather, the entrance covered in bricks and rubble)

thinks its HILARIOUS because it's a historically accurate meme (nerd!)

definitely whispers it every single time he sees someone or something laying down and everyone is so fed up with it, also gets felix to do the voice since he can imitate it perfectly

uses it as an excuse to randomly start lying down during dance practices and when everyone complains he just says "why am i lowkey serving saddama hussein hiding spot?"

he'd take this shi so seriously like he'd be doing the math to figure out how much time to spend on each app each day so he can make his daily screen time average look like saddam hussein JUST to make the reference

jeongin ★ "that feeling when knee surgery is tomorrow"

someone makes a comment about how they tore their acl and have to get knee surgery and he goes "that feeling when knee surgery is tomorrow" and starts laughing

it wasn't very funny to said someone

probably has to make one of those formal instagram apology posts because of it (he sets the music as the bg for the original post but his manager makes him delete it and post again)

fake falls at practice and when everyone crowds around him all worried he says he feels like he might need knee surgery tomorrow and gets kicked out of the room

pays an insane amount of money to get everyone matching knee surgery knee pads for practice and absolutely loses it every time someone actually needs to use it and has no other choice

posts a fake hospital pic with “do NOT get your knee surgery from shein !!” on his secret account

asks for permission to change his pfp to the grinch and considers outing jyp when he gets told no

[lostinlovingrevery]

Logan As A Dad <3

100% believe that man would be the BEST dad in so many ways

The moment he finds out he's gonna be a dad he's gonna be TERRIFIED, but over the moon

Didn't think it be possible that he'd ever get the chance to have a kid

Thought about it in the past but it quickly become a pipe dream-least till you came around

I talked about him w/ you being pregnant before but lets just bring it up again a lil bit

hand on belly ALL THE TIME. A very protective urge he has. He likes to hear your and his babys heartbeat, likes to feel them kick when they're big enough

will talk to the belly A LOT. from start to finish. Wants them to know who his is, his voice, he gets afraid of the baby being scared of him- cause most people are

despite the fact that I think he's literally a magnet to kids. They're just drawn to him. Climbing all over him, talking to him. Some might be a lil intimidated by his tall presence but kids know dad vibes when they see em

Will probably insist on making most of the baby furniture himself. The crib, rocker, changing station. doesn't want to trust mass-produced stuff with the safety of his kid

hes SO anxious the poor baby. He won't express it but you can see it on him sometimes. Constantly worried about you and the babys safety. worried about it going wrong

Logan spends like 98 percent of the time taking care of you and everything, there's just gonna be a 2% where he needs a little reassurance everything will be okay

I think he'd be both a girl and boy dad

He is already wrapped around your finger, imagine what he's like with your BABY

Cries when you're in labor, cries when he holds the little tot for the first time. He's terrified at first because they're just SO SMALL in his arms. You reassure him that his bicep being literally bigger than the child is a good thing because that means baby is comfy and supported lol

Feeding the baby (breastfeeding or bottlefeeding!) Logan wants to be there as often as possible. He'll wrap his arms around you both and support you, using him as a cushion. Resting his chin on your shoulder while lil wolverine eats

if you're breastfeeding logan will definitely make a joke like "cmon bub save some for the rest of us"

That child will literally be showered with kisses from logan. soft little kisses all over the face, belly, the little feet (ugh i'm gonna cry baby fever here)

getting up at night becomes his job, because you need rest. You can't go back to sleep though so you go check on em and he's just rocking the babe around the room in his rooms, humming a soft little lullaby. completely entranced by this little life you and him brought into this world

SO PROTECTIVE

if someone wants to hold yalls baby, good luck. He deadass is that parent who doesn't want ANYONE except you or him to hold the baby. Respect.

He'd probably break down and let a close friend or family do it eventually cause he tells himself hes being ridiculous (Even if you support his boundary) but he'll won't break his eyes away from them and even gets anxious the longer the baby is away from either of your arms

logan wearing a baby carrier

shopping together while you push the cart and he got the baby on his chest

I'm imagining old man logan being so gruff and tough but he holds that lil child and he's just the softest thing on earth. Walking around the kitchen with the baby in his arms, making dinner. He was terrified when you told him you were pregnant but now he got you, laura, and the mini one in his arms and he couldn't be happier

Trilogy logan is such young dad kind of vibes. No idea what he's doing but he adores you both. Rock dad type of vibes where he's bottle feeding the baby wearing a leather jacket and sunglasses (very 70s logan esque too). likes to play with the baby all the time. Falls sleep with the baby on his chest, hand splayed over their back protectively

origins logan is complete dad over here. soccer dad. coaches the baseball teams. carries the kiddo around on his shoulders at request. bedtime stories. chasing them around the yard. will literally build and make anything and everything for them

dofp logan carrying the kid around by the pants (like holding them by the hem). your kid LOVE it and non stop giggles while Logans just walking around the school trying to get what he needs to done.

he'll pretend to kidnap you from the kids just to get a damn minute alone, running away with you on his shoulder while your kid(s) run after you

you kid gets into a habit sneaking into bed at night and you and logan barely get any alone time lately because of it. one day he just picks them up by the ankle and they're giggling because they love it when dad manhandles them and carries them out of the bedroom telling you he'll be right back

an hour goes by so you get up to see whats taking so long

logan fell asleep in bed with your kid reading them a story (Trying to make them go to sleep)

you're half tempted to sleep in bed alone bc it's been FOREVER since but logan and your kid look very comfortable. (well, your kid does. logan is a 6'3" man on a toddler bed, you picture that) you squeeze yourself in with them

he'll give in to your little prince or princess a lot. One more story, 5 more minutes of playtime, that pretty toy at the store shelves

BUT i feel like he's also determined to make sure the kiddo is well-rounded, understands no, and doesn't become materialistic.

Firm but gentle parent

he tried a little tough love before and despised it

he sitting at the dinner table trying to get your kid to eat veggies. First he's asking, then bargaining. and then somehow your kid tricks him into eating the veggies so they couldn't eat them anymore cause dad did!

wants his kid(s) to see how in love their parents are so he'll kiss you and dance with you and flirt with you around them all the time. they'll be so grossed out but look back on it one day with fondness as they meet their own partners

teenage attitudes

logan is a BRICK WALL when it comes to those teenagers

laura, rogue, jubilee, just kids in school in general. he's a pro at handling the insults, the mood swings. he knows how to be firm, when to be gentle, and when to set the rules down and also give them freedom

though one day after having to listen to attitude and complaining he'll come in with a tired look and be like "What happened to that little baby that stopped crying whenever I held them?"

will be amazing at consoling your kids though. Whether they scraped their knee or dealing with their first break up. Their dads arms are the best place to be until they calm down

he's gonna be SO good at giving advice and not judging either. He's lived a long ass time. He knows your kids are their own persons and while it terrifies him to know they could get hurt he knows that they're gonna do their own thing when they grow up and experience life and the best he can do is lead them the right direction and be there for them when they need it

DAD INSTINCTS. just knows when your kid is up to some bullshit

also those videos where dads are half alseep yet manage to catch the child from falling on their head

literally works over time at preventing your kid(S) at somehow killing themselves. apparently they got that wild streak gene from him and manage to get themselves into the strangest situations

also i'm just picturing him booking it out of the house because he sensed somehow that someone was in a tree and about to fall out and literally catches them that perfect moment

[ecklekecle]

HEADCANON i think Regulus was a happy baby compared to Sirius. Like, imagine this, i think Sirius was the type of baby who would cry non-stop, no matter what his parents did, he would cry and whine and do what babies do yk, and was just a difficult baby to take care of in general, but Regulus on the other hand was a happy, giggling, smiling baby. And like, this dynamic would continue into when they were kids. Regulus would find Sirius hilarious, and would follow him around everywhere. Regulus would probably have one of those really contagious laughs that are like, you know when kids laugh? and they're giggling and can't breathe, it's like that. And I feel like Sirius would always be causing trouble, but not because he hates his parents, not yet anyway, but because as an older sibling, he likes to show Regulus that he's cool and he wants Regulus to look up to him.

Now when Sirius goes to Hogwarts, Regulus laughs less cause their no more happiness in the house, but it's back when Sirius comes back of course, and tell's Regulus all the things that happened. But once Regulus goes to hogwarts (and gets sorted into slytherin) they start talking less, even at home. Sirius starts rebelling more, and Regulus starts to keep more to himself, mental health definitely getting worse. Even around his friends he never lets himself go and laugh like he used to, they only get a chuckle or two, and thats on his good days. And during his school years, before getting the dark mark, he would just continue to shield himself from others, creating a cold personaity for himself to keep others away, though his friends knew the "real" him. But as his parents got worse, and Sirius left home for the Potter's, he got worse mentally and physically as he kept himself safe from his parents.

When he gets the dark mark, and he's finally alone and spiralling, he just lets out a hysterical laugh and there's no more of the childhood innocence and no more joy in the laugh, it's just filled with anguish as he as he tries to hold back tears annd sobs by laughing. yeah And then he yk dies

But to add to this imagine all their relatives knowing Regulus and his laugh and like, their cousins loved making little Regulus laugh and while Sirius was the moody one yk But in hogwarts everyone knows Sirius Black. He's charismatic and whatever but everyone questions how he's even related to Regulus. If they didn't look so alike, no one would even guess they were related.

I guess there could be a happier side to this (if ur a jegulus fan), as he and james start to talk adn get moore serious yk. even tho Regulus won't admit it, James makes him laugh. With James, Regulus can relax and laugh like a child again, and it sounds just as it did when he was younger, filled with joy and the childhood innocence he thought he had lost. And then he reconnects with his brother and they all live happily ever after the end :0

someone's probably already talked about this but i thought it would be interesting especially since younger regulus contrasts older regulus, and vice vera with sirius but also sirius and regulus contrasts each other. parallels or whatever i might just be using words to seem smart lol the black brother just make me sick i love them sm this idea just came to my head as i once again procrastinated studying but luckily exams are over now so yippee?

[woogilicious]

was it worth the fight? ꒰ yeosang ꒱

⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ pairing: kang yeosang x gn!reader ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ word count: 1.8k ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ genre: angst, heavy themes. ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ warnings: major character death, curse words, emotional breakdown, grief, guilt, suicide (read responsibly). ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ a.n: it's been a while guys! got busy with stuff, i didn't have the energy to write anything, but finally be able to finish this one that has been dusting inside my draft. anyways, hope you guys enjoy and also, happy pride month!

"I fucking hate you!"

The words snap out of your mouth before you can even think, venom-coated and loud, sharp enough to pierce through bone. They echo in the living room, bounce off the walls like they're mocking you. And he just stands there. Kang Yeosang. Not yelling back, not even flinching.

Just... quiet.

His eyes flicker, once. That's it. No fury. no dramatic outburst, no slamming doors or throwing shit, just silence. He looks at you like he's already tired. Like he's already gone.

You wish he'd yell, or scream, or even do something. Because this? The silence? It feels worse.

"Say something," you bite, suddenly desperate. Your chest is heaving. Your throat hurts. Your fingers are clenched so tight they ache. "Are you really just gonna stand there? After everything—"

"What do you want me to say?" Yeosang's voice is hoarse, not angry. Quiet, but the kind of quiet that sounds like giving up.

You feel the tears coming, fast and hot, but you refuse to cry. Not now and definitely not in front of him.

"Anything. Lie to me. Tell me you still care," you snap.

"I do," he says, almost too fast. "I always have."

And fuck, that absolutely ruins you. Because it's too honest, too soft. It cuts through all your anger like it's nothing.

But it's too late.

Because you already said it.

"I fucking hate you."

He exhales, finally. Looks away and runs a hand through his hair like he doesn't know what to do with himself. Then grabs his keys from the table like it's muscle memory.

"I need some air," he mumbles.

You don't stop him.

You should.

You know you should.

"Fine, go."

And he does.

You hear the front door shut, and you hear his car start. Then, it's just you, alone, in a room full of everything that just went wrong.

You whisper, barely audible. "I didn't mean it."

You just stand there, staring at the door like maybe he'll walk back in any second, hoping that maybe he was just bluffing. Maybe he's still in the driveway, waiting for you to come after him, and hoping you'll say "I didn't mean it" out loud. Like, really out loud this time.

But you don't.

You just sink to the couch like your legs gave out. Arms crossed, stubborn. Face twisted into something half-mad with emotion and half-exhausted from pretending you're not hurting.

Your phone's right there, on the coffee table. Screen lighting up once, then twice. A group chat ping, a calendar notification, but nothing from him.

You tell yourself you're fine. He just needs to cool off. You need to cool off. It wasn't even that serious, right? People fight. Couples argue. It's normal. Yeosang's probably driving around, maybe to the river or that late-night convenience store he always ends up at when he needs to think. He'll come back.

But still—

You keep glancing at the door, then at the phone.

It's 11:20 PM.

You open the messages app, click on his name. Your last text is from earlier that day—"don't forget the oat milk lol."

You type out something.

"Are you okay?"

No. Delete.

"Where are you?"

Too clingy. Delete.

"Come home."

Your thumb hovers over send.

You backspace it all.

Because your ego is high. It wraps around your chest like barbed wire and whispers, he should text first. he left. he made you say it.

But your gut won't shut up. It twists tighter. Something's wrong, and you feel it in your bones.

Your phone buzzes.

But it's just your screen time report.

You nearly throw it across the room.

Instead, you just sit there, phone in hand, pretending the silence isn't getting louder. Pretending your heart isn't racing every time headlights pass the window. Pretending you're not dying to hear his key in the lock.

It's 11:50 PM.

He's still not back.

But you wait.

And wait.

And wait...

You tell yourself he'll come back.

He always comes back.

You must've fallen asleep at some point.

The TV's still playing some random tv shows. The room is dim, lit only by the soft flicker of the TV screen. The sky outside is pale grey. Your neck aches, your back is stiff, mouth dry.

Your eyes burn like hell.

When you sit up, you realize your cheek is crusted with dried tears. Your shirt is slightly damp near the collar. Your face feels swollen, like you cried yourself straight into unconsciousness.

You check your phone immediately.

No texts.

No missed calls.

Not from him.

Until...

Incoming call from Yeosang's sister.

Your heart sinks before you even answer.

Your thumb shakes as you swipe up. "...hello?"

Her voice is choked, trembling.

"Y/N, you need to come to the hospital. It's—it's Yeosang. He got into an accident last night. On his bike, please come."

You don't even answer, but you just go.

Everything happens in a blur. Cold water on your face, shoes on the wrong feet. Your phone clutched in your palm so tight it might crack. You run out of the apartment without brushing your hair, without changing your shirt—the one still soaked with tears.

The drive feels like it's too long, or maybe it's too short.

Your legs barely carry you through the hospital doors. The air smells like sterile. Someone behind a desk is asking you for a name. You say his. Voice trembling.

His sister is already there, waiting. Her eyes are red and swollen. The same way yours feel. When she sees you, she breaks.

She walks straight into your arms and clings to you.

"He's in critical condition," she sobs.

"They're trying... but it's really bad. He lost so much blood—"

You hear the words but they don't land.

Like your brain is floating.

Like this isn't real.

You turn your head.

His parents are in the corner. His mom is crying quietly into his father's shoulder. He's holding her with both arms, face grim and pale.

You walk toward them, slow and hesitant. His mother looks up and the moment she sees you, her bottom lip wobbles.

"He was on his way home," she whispers, like it's a secret.

Your knees almost give out.

You sit with them, or maybe you just collapse there. Time loses all shape, minutes blur into hours. Every time footsteps echo down the hallway, you flinch.

Finally, a doctor approaches.

His face says enough, tired.

"We've stabilized him, for now. He's unconscious, but you can see him."

His parents go first, and you sit there. Alone.

Your fingers are shaking again, staring at the floor tiles. Trace every crack. You can't stop thinking about that last moment—"I fucking hate you."

And he left like that.

He got on that bike like that.

His sister comes back, pale. Silent. She grabs your hand.

"They said you can go in."

You nod.

You don't breathe.

You walk in.

And there he is.

Machines beeping softly, wires attached to his chest. His face is bruised, lip split, gash above his eyebrow. His hand limp on the blanket, IV tape holding his skin down.

You break.

You stumble forward, and drop to your knees beside the bed, head bowed over his arm.

"Fuck," you whisper. "Fuck, Yeosang—baby, no. I didn't mean it. I swear to god, I didn't mean it."

Your voice shakes so bad it barely counts as speaking.

"I was mad. I was so mad and scared and stupid and you—you didn't deserve that. You never did."

His chest rises slowly.

He doesn't respond, so you reach for his hand, holding it like it's made of glass.

"Please wake up. Please... I can't let that be the last thing you remember. I love you. I love you so much it hurts. I was just scared... scared of how much you mean to me. I'm scared of fucking it up, and now I did."

You bend forward and press your forehead to his.

"Please, come back. I need you to come back. Yell at me, tell me I'm an asshole. Tell me I broke your heart, anything. Just don't stay like this..."

But then—

The monitors start screaming.

A flat, high-pitched sound slices through the room like a blade.

"No no no no no no—" You sob, grabbing his face, shaking his shoulder, "Yeosang—please—please—wake up—I love you, I love you—please—!"

Nurses rush in, and doctor follow. Someone pulls you back, someone else shouts medical codes.

You scream, you scream like your lungs will collapse.

You scream like you're trying to force time to go backwards.

His mother comes in and holds you, sobbing. You can her his sister's wailing into the hallway.

"Don't let him die—please!" You sob, reaching for him. "He can't go—he can't—"

But he does.

Yeosang dies at 9:42 AM on a Wednesday morning.

And all you can think is—

Was it worth the fight?

It's been four months.

Since he died.

Since your world cracked down the middle.

Since everything started tasting like cardboard and sounding like static.

You moved.

Somewhere far, somewhere without the constant buzzing of city streets or the sound of motorcycles roaring past your window. No packed subways, no chance of accidentally passing his favorite coffee shop. No risk of running into anyone who knew.

You changed your number, deleted all your socials, left everything in the dust.

Even Yeosang's parents.

You didn't want to. God, it nearly broke you since you loved them like your own. His mom once kissed your forehead and said she was glad Yeosang found you. His dad helped fix your heater in the winter. They always made room at the table.

But they didn't know.

They didn't know you fought that night. Didn't know he died thinking you hated him, that you screamed it.

And if they ever found out—

If they ever looked at you with blame in their eyes... you wouldn't survive it.

So you stayed away.

You live in a tiny house now. Tucked near a forest with no name. It's peaceful, and there's a river nearby. Clear water. A waterfall not far from it, tall and quiet, tucked away behind a hill.

You go there sometimes.

To breathe.

To remember,

Today, the sky is beautiful. All soft clouds and gold light. Birds chirping, people laughing by the river, splashing around. You stand near the edge, close enough to feel the mist. Your fingers trail through tall grass.

You close your eyes.

"You'd love it here," you whisper, voice caught in the wind. "I wish you saw this place."

Your chest aches. But it's quieter than it used to be.

"I tried," you mumble. "Tried to be okay, tried to forget, tried to forgive myself but it won't leave. It won't."

Your eyes flicker open, and you look up at the sky.

"Do you hate me?" You ask. To no one. "Do you know how sorry I am?"

You let out a shaky breath, then a smile.

"I'll come to you, baby."

Your voice is softer now.

"I don't think I'll be able to follow you into heaven, but I hope there's a chance we could meet up there."

You step forward, shoes off, toes curling at the ledge.

"I'm sorry..."

You close your eyes.

And jump.

[babachira]

meeting rin's australian host parents

matsuoka rin x reader

── ⟢

+ "don't say anything embarrassing, i swear" rin loves russell and lori, but even when he went to visit them with haru, he got embarrassed when lori brought up that one time where he did 'something', so he's definitely got shit he wants to hide

+ just in general, i think he'd be so excited to introduce you to them. obviously they're not blood-related, but they still mean so much to him and i'm sure that they'd support him in whatever he does, but let's say they didn't really approve of his partner because a) you're a piece of shit or b) you ate their dog or something idk, he'd be heartbroken for sure, but don't worry, they love you :D

+ as you're walking to their house together you'd be like, "impress australian mama and papa on the go" and then he'd for sure look at you with this 'you did not just say that' look, but then do that shit where he chuckles while shaking his head why tf am i being so specific

+ let's hope you're good with dogs because as soon as rin rings that doorbell, winnie is gonna start barking like there's no tomorrow. if you're cool with them, winnie will 100% lick you up like she's claiming you as part of her territory, but if you're not good with dogs i feel like rin would let russell and lori know beforehand. they'd 100% understand but poor winnie might be locked in another room during dinner LOL

+ i obviously can't predict the personality of every reader, but no matter how different, lori would be saying yes to the wedding invitation before it's even thought about. woman has her outfit picked out already. she loves you and you can tell by the way she won't stop talking to you or asking questions about either yourself or the relationship. maybe she'll ask so much that russell will be like "ok, i think it's time to calm down now, hun"

+ russell . . . well his personality isn't exactly detailed in the anime, but i think he's such a chill dad, like he doesn't have kids, but i feel like he'd so be a girl dad. rin's dating a biker? ok. rin's dating the most unathletic, swimming-hater, water repellent and gymphobic person ever? strange, but he'll take it. just don't hurt him lol

+ it's like they've laid out a red carpet at the doorway, not for rin lol, BUT FOR YOU!! their most esteemed and welcomed guest. lori claims to have been waiting for this moment since rin lived with them. she'd probably fuss about how their house is too small for such a wonderful person like you, but then rin would be like "lori, it's ok, we're not like that" but she's just so sweet, she'd always say "we don't want your feet to get cold! wear these slippers!" or "if you're feeling cold, let me know! i'll amp up the heating until we're sweating!"

+ dinner would be so extravagant. not saying that haru's unimportant, but lori might put more effort into this meal, but this is only because it's you, you're clearly not just a friend. rin's brought his entire ass soulmate, how is she not gonna go all-out. she's gonna have messaged rin before your flight asking for every single detail about your dietary requirements, your allergies, what you like or don't like and if you're the type to be like "oh no, it's really ok! i'm good with anything!" she'd tell you that you're spitting absolute nonsense and that it's a privilege for her to be able to do this for her host-son

+ since russell and lori are a married couple, they've been through the whole oooh butterflies in the tummy, omggg my one and only yayyy and he's the only for meee shit, but let's be real i don't think rin's the type to really express that in words. he'd most definitely say at least one sappy thing during dinner like "yeah, my motivation for swimming has definitely gone up" or "i still can't believe i'm so lucky" which might make you go :( IN A GOOD WAY, but he wouldn't gonna go full on sob story because he's got his pride on the line. and bro cries a lot too, he cannot make himself cry in front of his host-parents

+ don't be too alarmed when you feel rin's eyes on you all the time. whether you're speaking to him or russell or lori, he is going to be staring at you all the mf time to the point where russell will point it out and go "rin, you're gonna shoot lasers at this point!" and bro has to snap out of it

+ oh i feel like he'd be the type to pile up your plate too. his favourite food is steak, so i'm sure lori must have whipped something up. if you like steak, he's going to give you more steak than he eats himself, he's going to give you the best parts and even if you insist that he should have them he's gonna say that he's ok and that he's happy when you eat. if you don't like steak, he'll probably offer it once just because it's so good, but if not, pile it up with something else

+ lori will see this and i bet she'll be like "aw, look at our rin being so sweet! always the sharer!" and rin's like "stop it, lori"

+ lowk think that lori will do more speaking while russell just listens. not because he's disinterested but just personality-wise, he seems more quiet than his wife. she obviously has that motherly tendency so she might be like "rin, you did a very good job, you got incredibly blessed and you must MUST treat each other with the same amount of love and respect" while russell is the 'yes, yes, i agree, what she said' kind of man

+ if you're the type to say "i'm really grateful and lucky to have met rin" lori's definitely gonna be like, "ohh i think we all know that he's lucky to meet you" then everyone laughs, russell will probably back her up with "rin probably had to beg!"

+ the entirety of dinner would just be russell and lori making fun of rin. russell will surely be like "so, mate, got your wedding date booked yet?" before saying, "our boy rin's going to be crying when he reads his vows!" then lori might join in on the fun and say "i'll be there to record everything!"

+ russell and lori would do everything they could to accommodate for the two of you. rin would appreciate this so so much because it's literally his two worlds talking together. he'd be so happy throughout the entire evening that you, his most prized possession, is having fun chatting with the couple that basically raised him almost a quarter of his life. he knows what he should be grateful for and how important this is to remember

+ i'm sure russell and lori would insist that you stay the night because no way they're making you spend your night in an ass hotel. they'd send rin away lol but not you

+ 100% rin's going to be a bit emotional and clingy during the night. he's going to keep talking about how he's so thankful that you're in his life and that you got the courage to meet them because it's really not an easy thing to do. he's gonna hold you tight and whisper things how he really loves you and how he really wants what russell said about the wedding come true - if you'll allow it, of course. YOU WILL RIGHT???

[abbey28]

Clarisse La Rue - Between the Breaths

Clarisse x gn! reader

An- Over 3.4k on this one!!! It didn't really take me that long to write it either! Thank you for all of the notes on I'm Your Man, it means a lot to me! Also, if anyone has request for any Clarisse or Luke fanfics, I would be happy to hear them even though I have no clue on how to do requests lol

Warnings- Training, weapons, somewhat gruesome part but really at all, Clarisse being friends with most of the Aphrodite cabin, reader can be from any cabin!! Pls let me know if I missed something!!

Clarisse La Rue had been at Camp Half blood for awhile, and it's safe to say that she has seen a lot of things. Good things, pretty things, but also gruesome things, things that would break a normal person if they weren't strong.

But she was strong.

Just not as much when it comes to you.

You, who the moon and sun seemed to shine on in a whole different light then it did on the rest of camp. You, whose kindness had reached almost every demigod, each of which likes you in their own way for their own reason. You, who was the most beautiful person Clarisse has ever seen.

Except she couldn't ever get too close to you, or have a conversation with you that was long, for she was Clarisse La Rue, child of Ares, the favorite daughter of a man who didn’t like his kids. And you, you were just too good for her. But she would never let a crush like this weigh on her the way it had started to, so she found a good way to regulate it all.

It was fighting, of course.

She let out a battle cry as she stabbed her spear into the ground, getting annoyed at how the other camper had rolled out of the way instead of letting her stab them. Sounds of other kids also fighting in the training ground filled her ears and she could distantly pick up the smell of food. She could thank the instincts she got from her god-parent as she went in for another attack (this time one that would actually hit), but a yell stopped her before she could go through with it.

“Hey! Anyone who wants a snack can take one!” Luke Castellan stood off to the side with his arms crossed, and standing right next to him holding a tray, was you.

Younger campers ran over to the two of you, while older ones opted to walk or to pick up dangerous weapons that had been discounted to the ground.

Clarisse scoffed and began to walk the other way, clenching her gifted spear tightly in her hand. She was stomping down the path through the forest that led to her special spot, her favorite tree, but the sound of running footsteps from behind her made her slow down and lighten her steps.

She twirled around, spear at the ready to go through a neck, but it was your neck in which the spear was now pointed at. And, surprise surprise, your neck was attached to the rest of your body.

The back of her neck and the tips of her ears began to feel hot, the type of burning she swore she could only feel whenever she entered the Hephaestus cabin to complain about her faulty armor. Or whenever she was close to you at the bonfire nights. She lowered her spear a bit and her stance faltered.

“Oh, um, I was just.... Is this a bad time?”

“No, it’s not.” She dropped the spear from the attack mode and turned around, continuing down the path. You followed after her, balancing the last few snacks still on the tray you were holding as you awkwardly stepped over tree trunks and discarded branches.

“Well, I was just wondering if you wanted anything to eat, considering that you're, like, the most hard working person in training and stuff. You definitely need substances so you can keep your muscles. ” Wow, you definitely knew exactly how and what to say to a kid of Ares.

“I don’t need a snack from you.” Gods, she hoped you picked up more on the sarcasm and not the accidental longing that had slipped out.

“Clarisse-” -she almost melted with how you had said her name- “-You were training really hard for a pretty long time. You should- you need to eat something!”

“I don’t need to do anything that you or anyone else tells me to!” She whirled around, getting very close to you as you halted, but taking a few steps back as a precaution. She glared at you, and you could feel her heavy breaths on your neck. You were looking down on her thanks to the hill, but despite that she was still pretty intimidating.

And just pretty.

Her eyes flickered to the snacks, and then they flickered back up to meet yours.

“If I take one, can you leave?” You brightened at her question.

“Of course!” She hesitantly took one, and before she turned around, you could have sworn that you heard her whisper a “Thank you, angel.” Your cheeks felt strangely warm as you made your way back to camp.

Throwing down another broken dagger, Clarisse groaned. The dummy she had destroyed was laying in shreds on the ground in front of her, and she was beginning to feel bad for whoever would have to stitch it back up. Someone began to clap behind her and her eye twitched.

“I think you got ‘em!” Selena Beauregard, daughter of Aphrodite, called from the sidelines.

“What do you want?” Clarisse called back, grabbing another dagger from the closest weapons rack near her. Silena watched as she twirled it around a few times.

“I’m here to ask you about something.” there was a strange sly smirk that situated on Silena’s face, that no matter what reputation the Aphrodite kid was, other campers knew that was the universal sign to run away.

Clarisse sighed and crossed her arms, the dagger she was holding pointing to the ground. She quirked her eyebrow as a way to say “go ahead”.

“We know you have a crush.” All of the sudden, at least six other kids that Clarisse could recognize as from the Aphrodite cabin jumped out of the bushes and came rushing towards Clarisse.

That was how she died.

Okay, so she definitely didn’t die, but dying was definitely better than being forced onto a pink chair inside the even pinker walls of the goddess of love's cabin.

Could’ve Clarisse fought of all of them and then report them to Chiron? Yes. But she just really didn't feel up to using that much energy on a bunch of perfect haired people. And besides, the amount of strength they had did impress her, so she was going to give it to them just this once.

A twelve year old girl was holding onto her right hand, delicately and perfectly brushing on a coat of black nail polish onto her freshly buffed nails.

Clarisse tried to pay attention to everything that the girl was doing, but the distracting amount of sets of eyes on her made it hard to do so. Even so, this was the first time someone had ever painted her nails for her.

“Got the ice cream!” Mitchell, one of the only sons of the love goddess came through the cabin doors, and he was met with cheers from every magenta cabin corner.

It took a minute or two until a bowl was eventually passed to Clarisse, but it was snatched away by the girl doing her nails. She wrinkled her nose at her, and the girl stuck out her tongue as response.

“So,” Silena started off, pausing to take a bite of the ice cream. “Want to talk about it?”

“I don’t know what your talking about.” Clarisse stayed stubborn, but she most definitely knew what she was talking about.

“Girl, we see how you get whenever they are around. Do you for real think that we are all stupid?” Another voice piped in from a random bunk bed to Clarisse’s left.

“Who?” She paid hyper attention to how the girl had finished working on her ring finger and was now moving onto her middle one. Shouts of your name rang out under the tall ceiling and Clarisse immediately tensed up.

“I do not have a crush on them.” She scoffed, but everyone else noticed the shakiness in her voice and they all exchanged knowing glances and smiles.

“You soooooo do! And that's why we’re helping you!” Voices of agreement chimed in with their two senses.

“We see how you look at them!”

“Yeah, and there's, like, a certain tension that comes around whenever you guys pass by each other! It’s soooo cute!”

“With our help, there's gonna be no way that they aren't in love with you!” Clarisse glared at the direction the voice came from.

“You don’t think they aren't already in love with me?” It didn’t seem to far of base, since Clarisse herself didn’t believe you were, or that you would ever be. But hearing a bunch of Aphrodite kids practically admit to it hit a bit different.

“I think they like you.” Silena said. Some other kids quickly agreed.

“They get pretty nervous when you're around, and they seek you out whenever there's gatherings. Even when they don’t go up to you, they get more relaxed whenever they see you.” A girl, no older than eight, spoke up from a lower bunk. She was laying her stomach and coloring on a piece of paper while kicking her feat. Everyone turned towards her, questions in the air. The girl looked up and shrugged. “We make paper stars together.” And then she went back to doodling.

Clarisse chuckled. She was not going to underestimate an Aphrodite kid again.

Then, there was a knock on the door. You poked your head through the cracked open door and smiled at everyone.

“Hey, I was just wondering if- Clarisse!” You got more fidgety once you had noticed Clarisse in the chair.

She jumped up and rushed past you and out of the cabin. Shouts of “hey!” rang out from behind her, the most prominent one coming from the girl who was working on her nails.

The next morning while getting breakfast, Clarisse could admit to herself that she was most definitely a fool.

With one hand of painted nails and the knowledge that she had run away from you, she would much rather stay in her fathers dedicated cabin and not anywhere where the kids from last night could find her.

She set her breakfast down at Ares’s assigned table, making sure that her manicure stayed unaffected. A flowery scent passed behind her, and a note was softly dropped onto the spot in front of her. Once she opened it, the note on the inside read : ”Try flexing at training today! ~ Silena + Aphrodite cabin” Followed by a winky and kissy face.

The last thing Clarisse wanted to do was make a fool of herself in front of more than just you and one cabin. She was for sure going to look stupid showing off the muscles she had gained over the years, but maybe she was always a fool after she caught you looking at her while she stretched.

Training seemed to go by fast that day, and by the end of it she was sweating hard under the sun's glare. She placed her spear down on a bench and sat on the ground, trying to catch her breath from all of the extra moving she had done.

“Clarisse!” Oh boy, she knew that voice. You jogged over to her, a water bottle and towel in your hands. She got up off of the ground, making sure to purposely move her arms in just the right way. While she couldn't say that she was an expert on your expressions, she could say that you looked almost breathless.

“Oh-um, these are for you.” She smiled at you and took the two things from you and in an instant gulped down almost half of the water. You tilted your head to the side a bit.

“Only one of your hands is painted?” She raised her eyebrow before realizing that you meant her nail polish.

“Oh, yeah. I… I don’t really like sitting down for that long.” You nodded your head.

“That makes sense. That happens to me a lot.”

“Sooo, I’ll see you later?” Her simple question seemed to make you brighten up, and you watched as she picked up her spear and moved to go in the direction back to camp. She looked over her shoulder and winked at you, all while making sure to hold her weapon in a way to bring attention to her biceps and back.

The fire in the pit got higher as Clarisse poked around in it to make sure that it would keep burning. You were across from her on the bench on the other side, talking to two of her brothers and sisters, and whenever she would catch a glimpse of you she would take it as a sign to add to the fire.

The way her siblings were getting close to you, and the way that you would laugh and allow them to touch your arm. It left a burning feeling in her heart, and a sinking feeling in her stomach.

She focused on running her fingers over the thick stick that was used to help the fire.

“Clarisse?” Gods, your voice saying her name had to be her most favorite thing about her life, and for her to just hear like, you must really have a tight hold on her- her eyes flickered up, and there you were, standing in front of her, fidgeting with something small in your hands. “I got some black nail polish from Silena, and I was- I was wondering if I could paint your other hand?”

Clarisse was taken aback. But still, she sat up straighter and moved over a bit. “Oh, yeah, sure.”

You excitedly sat next to her and reached over for her hand. She put her hand into yours, and it felt as if the fire had gotten hotter, and as if fireworks were going off over your heads.

She watched as you focused and delicately worked on her left hand. Your work wasn't as precise as the other girl had been, but for some reason she enjoyed this more, with how your hands would shake and a deep frown would mark your lips in that way that if Clarisse knew that you liked her as she liked you, she would lean over and kiss you until you couldn't even frown.

Clarisse La Rue was most definitely in love with you.

Over the next weeks, you and Clarisse had gotten closer, but never close enough.

Whenever she wanted to hold your hand, she opted to fix your sleeve or to situate her hand on the small of your back.

Whenever you wanted to grab her and then kiss her till you couldn’t breath, you opted to fix her armor.

But despite all of the things the two wanted, you continued to dance around each other in a way that even Luke was getting tired of. But things changed after Clarisse had that dream.

The sky was clear, and it was a perfect night to have a picnic on the beach. Clarisse had provided the blanket and the food, and all you had to do was show up and give her the attention that she had been craving while she was too busy.

Things were getting more dangerous around camp, monsters getting closer to the barrier and less new kids showing up for that reason.

Clarisse could fight monsters all day everyday, but it was these nice nights that allowed her to get back the drive to do so. She was close to convincing you to just spend the night sleeping with her in her cabin, not caring how many rules that could potentially break. But if she wouldn’t get that, then she would have to love this. It wasn’t a hard task, considering that anything that had to do with you was something that she would love.

She felt you snuggle in closer to her side, and her heart soared as her arm tightened around your waist.

“It’s pretty cold, isn’t it?” you whispered, and she could feel your breath against her neck.

“Yeah, but the moon looks beautiful, right?” She whispered back and you grinned.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” She gently pulled off one of your arms that was around her to take your hand in hers, leading you into a simple type of slow dance waltz. She had never danced before, nor had she ever been taught, but she would do anything for you.

The two of you laughed gently, especially once one of you accidentally stepped on the other's foot. When it was nearing the early hour of one, she led you to sit back onto the blanket.

“I'm gonna find you a pearl.” She promised against your lips as you held her closely to yours. You brought her into a kiss, the best and most slow and sensual kiss she would probably ever experience. Once you drew away from her, you laughed a bit.

“Okay, good luck my love.” And so she bounded towards the water, wading in right at the spot she knew clams and oysters were.

Right when she was bending to pick one up, a scream peirced through the darkness.

Your scream.

You were yelling her name, and Clarisse dropped everything to try to make it to you faster. A cyclops had you in its grip and you were struggling greatly.

She wanted to shout that she had no weapon, and that you would have to use the power in which you had gotten from your godly parent.

But she didn’t shout, and she didn't move.

She just watched as you got eaten.

Clarisse woke up with a start, sweat clinging to what felt like every cell of her skin. She flipped off the blankets of her bed and jumped up.

Nobody else had woken up because of her yet, thank the gods. She wanted to see you, to take you in her arms and know that you were alright, and to tell you that she was sorry that she was so weak. But that wasn’t something she should do, and she knew that.

She sighed and sat pack onto her bed, running her hand down her face. There was no way she could be around you right now.

It was later that night in which you were finally able to track Clarisse down as she was sitting outside of her cabin.

“Clarisse, you skipped all of our meals together. Are you okay?” You were about to go sit next to her but she got up and began walking towards the forest.

You followed after her, speed walking to keep up. “Clarisse, wait! If something happens, we can talk- woah!” You were going down the path that you had followed her down so long ago, and while you weren't paying attention to where you were walking, you tripped over an arm of a tree that had fallen to the ground.

Clarisse whirled around and caught you before you could touch the ground, and you held onto her arms tightly to ground yourself.

“Wow it was a good thing you were there, Clarisse, or else-” but once you met her eyes, they looked watery. “Oh, honey, what happened?”

No tears had fallen, no matter how hard it looked as she was holding it all in. You reached out your hand and gently caressed along her cheek.

She then pulled you into a hug worthy of a bear, and while you couldn't hear her crying, you could feel the damp that had started to soak through the fabric of your shirt. She held you tight;y as you began to softly draw shapes onto her back, mostly hearts.

“I, I had a dream, and you died, and I love you, and I’m sorry I'm this weak and-”

”Shhh, shh, it's okay, hun. You are not weak at all, and you are justified in whatever you're feeling, okay? And… I love you too” You whispered the last part as she sniffled and pulled away from you a bit.

You looked into each other's eyes for a bit, and you found yourself falling into and appreciating her gorgeous brown eyes. She pulled you closer, and then she pulled you into a kiss.

Your arms moved to be around her neck as her hands that grip your hips loosened the more you both melted into each other. As you pulled away, doubt seemed to fall across her face.

“Are you sure you-” But before she could say anything more, you grabbed the front of her shirt to bring her into a second kiss, one that was just as good as the first one, if not better.

“I love you. And your muscles.” A grin broke across Clarisse’s face.

“I love you too.”

And then going in for a third kiss, she made a mental note to give thanks to the Aphrodite cabin kids. 

[reijisteacup]

Goofy ahh scenario but, what if a sacrifical bride got her period?and didn't tell them? Like would they be able to smell the blood? Or notice any change in her behavior like mood swings and often seeing her clutch her stomach bcuz of the cramps? (Sakamaki only)

This isn't goofy at all I like this ask anon lol <3 Thanks for enjoying the blog ask as much as you want no matter how dumb or how serious it is <3

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Sakamaki's

Shu Sakamaki:

At first? Too lazy to care. Until he starts sniffing the air mid-nap like a confused bloodhound. “...Oi. Something smells ripe.” (HELP WAIT)

(OKAY SORRY I HAD TOO BACK TO REGULAR PROGRAMMING)

He slowly realizes it’s you… and suddenly becomes just slightly more awake. Not in a threatening way, but in a “huh...this blood smells different and I’m kind of curious now” way. Might corner you half-asleep like, “You bleeding or something?” And your just like embarrassed by it, “No…” he’ll just snort. “Tch… Liar. I could drink you dry right now.” Cue him pressing his cold hand against your lower stomach and smirking when you jump.

“You’re lucky I’m not in the mood.”

Reiji Sakamaki:

Notices immediately. That man could identify blood type and hormone fluctuation within ten seconds of walking into a room. Will look you dead in the eye over tea and say, “You should inform me when your bodily cycle begins. It affects your scent, behavior, and nutritional value.” You try to act casual while hiding your heating pad like, “U-uh, it’s not a big deal…” Cue him giving you pain meds he personally concocted that are probably illegal. Still lectures you. Still takes notes. Still wants to sample the hormonal differences—for research, of course.

“Next time, don’t hide it. It’s inconvenient… and foolish.”

Laito Sakamaki:

Knows immediately. Doesn’t even need to smell it, he notices your mood swings and flushed skin. “Aw~ Little Bitch-chan is all red and sensitive today, how cute~ Are you bleeding just for me?” Actually, very understanding but makes it as pervy as humanly possible. Offers to “ease your pain” in ways that are definitely not FDA approved. Might gently tease your cramps, laying on your lap like, “Let me kiss it better~” while unbuttoning your pants. Surprisingly good at helping if you let him. Heating pad? Chocolates? Massage? Covered. But always with that signature Laito smirk. (that damn smirk)

“If you wanted to be this sensitive, you could’ve just said so, nfu~”

Kanato Sakamaki:

Unhinged. Will smell it. Immediately. Accurately. Emotionally. “Why do you smell… rotted?” Once you explain, he gets creepily into it. “It’s blood… but it’s waste blood… how disgusting… yet fascinating.” Wants to collect it in a teacup for Teddy. No, seriously. He watches you clutching your stomach with the same expression he gives his dolls before he takes them apart. Might cry just because your hormones are making you irritable and how dare you yell at him during his sugar cookie hour.

“You’re meaner than usual! It must be because you’re dying inside! Let me feel it!!”

Ayato Sakamaki:

Starts sniffing around you like a damn animal. “Oi, Chichinashi, what the hell is that smell? It’s like blood but not fun.” He’s torn between being freaked out and weirdly intrigued. “Wait… are you dying? Is this a human thing??” You finally whisper, “It’s my period,” -_- and this boy panics. “THE HELL?! Is that why you’ve been yelling at me and holding your stomach?? Why didn’t you say something?!” Grumbles but lowkey protects you the rest of the day—throws a pillow at your stomach like “use it for cramps or whatever.” Still teases you constantly but would rip someone apart if they made fun of you for it.

“That blood’s off-limits, got it? Only Ore-sama gets to drink from you when you’re normal.”

Subaru Sakamaki:

SNAPS the moment he smells it. “...Oi. What is this?! Blood?! Are you hurt?!” Storms into your room like a panicked wolf, eyes red, voice tight. You, doubled over, “Subaru, it’s just my period—” “TCH—DON’T say it like that!! Gross… disgusting… stupid humans…” He blushes violently and looks like he’s going to explode from secondhand embarrassment. Won’t look you in the eye for hours but secretly brings you hot tea and a blanket. Punches a wall every time your cramps make you whimper, because he can’t stand seeing you in pain and not being able to fix it.

“...If it hurts so bad, then stay in bed, idiot… I’ll stay too. Just shut up about the blood…”

[melodic-haze]

Probably a strange ask, but pajama party sleepover with Topaz where the reader gets them matching Dino onesies?

☆ — DEMO TRACK: Topaz x Reader, Yae Miko x Reader

☆ — TYPE: SFW

☆ — NOTES: Using this ask to gauge if I can get a handle on Topaz's personality, cuz I didn't acc originally have her in the list I write for lol. I hope yall don't mind that I combined this into one post :33 anyway IT'S NOT WEIRD AT ALL❗️❗️❗️❗️ DUDE I'd wanna get matching onesies w the girlies :((((((( they're cute as hell and comfy

TOPAZ

"Babe?"

"Yeah?"

"You're taking quite a bit in there. Everything alright or..?"

"Yeah, everything's fine! I'm done, actually!"

"Come out, then! I feel like I've been waiting for you for ages! Right, Numby?"

You hear a muffled squeak from the other side of the door and you couldn't help but giggle both at Topaz's dramaticism and the little surprise that you have for her. Without a delay, you placed your hand on the doorknob, "You ready to see this?"

"Sweetie, I don't know what I'm seeing. But of course I'm ready to see you, no matter what!"

You rolled your eyes at the light flirt before turning the doorknob, stepping out of the bedroom and finally showing your girlfriend the long-awaited surprise.

You see her unfiltered joy before you hear it; she practically jumps up with a pleasantly shocked look on her face, one that easily morphs into a smile as she stumbles over to you to hug you with a squeal. Numby had followed close behind, rubbing its snout on your legs happily and running around.

"OHMYGOODNESS?? You look absolutely adorable!! You're one of those dinosaurs that some of the worlds have! This is the surprise you were talking about?"

You shook her head, "This is part of it. The real surprise is in the bedroom. I think you'll like it—both of you."

She narrowed her eyes at you before the dawning realisation came in the form of her flabberghasted look, "There's NO way."

"See for yourself."

Topaz swivels her head at Numby, who does the same thing in turn, before they both practically dash over to the bedroom. Unsurprisingly, you hear a squeal of utter happiness—your girlfriend always had an affinity towards cute critters, or cute things in general, so such a reaction was definitely no surprise.

And when she comes back out again, the pet warp trotter in tow, you can't help but relate to her unfiltered love for them.

"You got us matching onesies."

You nodded with a grin, "I did. Do you like it?"

"How is that even a question?" She practically skips over to you before putting her arms around your neck, "I LOVE it!! It's basically a guarantee that you look cute, but don't I look cute? Doesn't Numby look cute?? They look like a tiny little dinosaur, I think I could cry..."

A laugh bubbled up from your chest at your girlfriend's enthusiasm as you wrapped your hands around her waist, "I thought you might like something like this—you've been working hard, so I thought I'd get you something."

Her excitement dies down just a touch, though the affection in her eyes was plain to see, "Babe.. you didn't have to do that! I love the work."

"I know you do! I just wanted to get you a little extra for when I finally get you to settle down with manual labour for a night in."

"I'd say it's more than worth it." She pulled back with a flourish, picking Numby up to show off their gifts, "Cute and comfortable? I don't think anything could beat this."

"I dunno..." You shrugged lightly, "You haven't seen what else I have planned for this sleepover."

"Then I personally grant you the opportunity to change my mind."

She smiles so very brightly at you, and it's as if everything else has been washed away.

YAE MIKO

"You're awfully secretive with this little 'surprise' of yours, aren't you?"

"I think not being secretive defeats the entire purpose of a surprise."

"While you may be correct," she crosses her arms with a small smirk, "the blindfold is a touch overkill, don't you think? You wouldn't dare to stage a kidnapping on poor me, would you?"

"And risk the Shogun's wrath?" You scoffed out a laugh, "I don't think so. Plus it's to make sure you aren't peeking!"

"Did you not go into your room to change?"

"Yeah, but-- wait how did you know I was changing?"

You could practically hear her eyeroll, "I have ears, darling; ones that can hear far more than the normal human auditory system."

"Yeah, yeah, you can hear more than the usual person, I think I get it... Anyway, I'm coming out now, so you can take your blindfold off if you want."

"I still don't see the reason why--"

"Miko, babe, do you want to see me or not?"

"Fine, alright, seeing as how you want me silent, I shall cease my jabs at you.. for now."

Now you were the one to roll your eyes as you opened the door and walked over to your fox-like lover, clothes in hand. And as you did so, she removed the piece of cloth wrapped around her head before opening her eyes.

Instead of her usual vigilance, she actually takes a little time to stare at you.. and the folded gift in your hands. Amethyst eyes narrowed at the latter specifically before they darted over to you and your getup.

Then, a smirk made its way over to her lips as if it were another typical moment of her teasiny you, though you don't miss the way her pupils expand and her eyes glimmer in warm affection, "My, my... If you wanted to be my cute little bunny so bad, I'm sure we could arrange something."

You felt a blush overtake your cheeks, though you shook your head in an attempt to settle yourself, "Nevermind that, why don't you focus more on what I'm holding for you?"

To her credit, she does. But then she looks at you with a raised brow, "Are these.. matching onesies?"

"Yeah. Why," you feel something inside you twist the slightest bit, "you don't like it?"

"Mmm... We shall see."

Her expression is sly, though she doesn't give her feelings away as she takes the gift and heads for the bedroom to change. You knew Miko loved to be a cryptic woman, but it was a little frustrating when it came to the smaller things—did she like it? Hate it? Is she just.. humouring you so that you feel bad? Or maybe she's making fun of you by doing so...

"Dear?"

You are snapped out of your thoughts by the sound of Miko's voice, albeit a touch muffled due to the walls between you, "Y-Yes? Sorry, did you need something?"

"No, not necessarily. You were rather quiet while waiting for me."

"What, did you want me to bang on the door desperately?"

"I do have a penchant for the dramatics." You rolled your eyes as you heard her laugh, though she continues not long after, "I'm done. Be grateful that I hadn't asked you to wear a blindfold."

"Uh huh, I'm very grateful. Now come out, I wanna see you!"

"Patience, bunny. I'll be out in a second."

The door opens, and she steps out wearing matching onesie given to her. Though you notice that she has yet to put the hood on her head.. and the slight tint of pink that dusted her cheeks as she looked at you head-on. Was she actually embarrassed?

She huffed lightly, a slight smile on her lips, "Putting a fox in a bunny onesie seems akin to having a wolf in sheep's clothing, don't you think?"

You shrugged, "No matter what, you look cute either way."

"Was that your main goal? To have me look simply adorable for you to gawk at? Is my beautiful humanoid form not enough for you?"

While her tone was mostly teasing, there was a touch of.. something else—a tone someone asks when they are lost. Perhaps it was the loss of her intimidating air; she did love to make others squirm, but in a getup like this? How could she ever achieve that?

You shake your head, "I found these while I was out for a little shopping trip and thought that these would make you both cute and beautiful. Why, you don't like it?"

Her eyes softened, "Of course I like it, my darling.. though next time, how about we buy fox onesies together instead? Cute aesthetics are more suited towards.. hmm.. that Yashiro Commission girl, for starters."

A laugh bubbled up from within you, "Haha, alright, alright. But you're still my cute little kitsune."

"Little? Oh, that's highly debatable. Now, is this all we're going to be doing, staring at each other and how well we match, or are we doing anything else for tonight?"

"I've actually got a few options for you." You held out your hand to her, "If you'll follow me..."

Her hand takes yours, and you move on to proceed your comfortable night with the beautiful fox envoy, completely forgetting the rest of the world.

[hyperfixatedbastard]

Hi i hope you doing well. I have a resquest... more like a headcanon. What if Adam was a dad ? What his behaviour will be ? Does he be a good or a bad father ?

I understand if you don't do it. I don't want to force you for something you don't want to.

Dadam (Dad!Adam) Headcanons

we bringing out the daddy issues on this one boys

WARNINGS: none

A/N: I haven't done a headcanon type of post yet, but they're easier to write than regular one shots and I'm too tired for that shit. The request didn't specify what kind of Reader (spouse or child), so I just went with general headcanons that don't specify the Reader at all. Insert yourself as you wish!

Also, thank you all for your patience! It's been very busy for me lately and I've been too exhausted to write much, so expect a lot more of these kinds of posts (the formatting is easier and I don't have to write a bunch of dialogue lol).

Dividers

As the father of humanity, Adam had...a lot of kids. The guy lived for 800+ years just populating the earth. That's a LOT of kids. We all know how the first two turned out. That is, not fuckin' well. To be honest, I don't think Adam valued his children. It was just kinda... a thing he had to do. (When Abel died and Cain got exiled, he fr just went and had another kid to replace them.) But I am in deep, deep denial and this is for my enjoyment as someone with severe daddy issues. So fuck all that.

At first, Adam is 100% the guy that freaks the fuck out when he finds out he knocked someone up. That man is SWEATING. He's actually pretty chill if it's someone he's in an established long-term relationship with, though. He still freaks the fuck out, but to a significantly lesser degree and with a much smaller chance of up and leaving. Once he's over the initial shock, he's shocked to find that he's kind of excited. Back when he was alive, having kids was just normal because it was such a common occurrence.

This man knows every little detail about pregnancy and infants. With the amount of kids he's had? He has seen it ALL. Sure, all his information is thousands of years old, but knowledge learned through experience is super valuable when it comes to this shit! He doesn't know what the fuck a uterus is, but he knows exactly how to make his partner the most comfortable, how to deal with cravings, etc. If his partner has a problem, he's got a solution. It might be a fuckin' weird one, but it works! He'll probably grumble and complain, but he doesn't actually mean it. Bitching is just his thing, y'know? But... pregnancy hormones + Adam's douchebag-ness = feelings getting hurt. If his partner starts crying because of some shit joke or complaint he made? He's scrambling so fast. "Shit, babe, fuck, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, fuckfuckfuck, don't cry—"

Once the baby is born, he definitely surprises literally everyone but his partner by actually doing helpful shit. Changing diapers? Easy fuckin' peasy (he does watch a tutorial online because he doesn't know how tf modern diapers work but he's a fast learner) Feeding? No problemo. Getting up in the middle of the night to do both of those things? His sleep schedule's already fucked, this shit ain't new.

When it comes to parenting and raising the kid, though... that's definitely where Adam struggles. He'd struggle with bonding. A lot. Adam mostly talks about things that you really shouldn't say around children, much less bond over. I think he'd be better at just letting the kid ramble while he's just sitting there, fully engrossed in whatever bullshit his child is saying. He's not just passively listening with little 'uh-huh's and nods, this man is active in the discussion. Have you ever heard a small child speak? They say the most random shit ever, and Adam would love it. It's peak entertainment to him. Even if it's just incoherent babbling, he'll have full-on conversations with this baby.

He'd definitely have some shared interests as the kid gets older. I think Adam's favorite shows/movies are a mix of action movies and shit like Power Rangers. He's not ashamed of it either—'fuck you, the Power Rangers are fuckin' cool.' This also goes for video games. I know that man is a toxic COD gamer boy and you can't prove me wrong. Basically, the only thing that keeps him from becoming one of those husbands that locks himself away in a man cave to play video games is the fact that he can game with his kid.

And once they get into school, he just gets really invested in the drama. Elementary school drama is such bullshit, and it'd be the best reality TV he's ever seen. "Oh, don't tell me—it's that bitch Cindy. The fuck did that little shit do this time?" He'd be gasping like it's a damn soap opera. 'Oh no she didn't!' kinda vibe.

He'd talk so much shit around his kid about the parents of their classmates, the teachers, anyone. Then the kid would repeat it and Adam would get sat down in the office with his kid like: "Your child said, and I quote, 'My dad says your mom's a bitch.'" "What? She fuckin' is." And yeah, he's not wrong - some of those parents are fucking nightmares.

If his kid got in trouble for fighting, his reaction would depend on the situation. If it was unprovoked and/or a part of bullying, he'd originally laugh it off but would be freaking the fuck out internally. He's probably a little traumatized by what happened with Cain and Abel. But if the fighting was an act of defense (whether of themselves or someone else) he would be the proudest dad ever. Fist-bumps his kid in the office in full view of the principal.

You cannot trust this man to give his kid the sex talk. It just will not go well. Like, if his kid needs advice when they're older (basically anything beyond 'where do babies come from') then he's your guy, but it's still gonna be awkward and uncomfortable. He'd probably have Lute handle most of those issues just so he doesn't have to know about his kid's sex life but can still trust that they have a responsible(?) adult if they have questions.

In terms of where Adam is lacking as a parent, there's a few areas in particular to focus on.

Emotional availability? Not his strong suit. At all. He can't deal with his own feelings, let alone his kid's. Most of the emotional support will be coming from his partner. That doesn't mean he doesn't try. But he can't show it with words all that well. He'll show emotional support in other ways—quality time, gifts, and acts of service for the most part. Like going out for ice cream, watching a movie, etc.

He's not good with discipline. To him, everything's no big deal. If his kid hasn't killed their sibling, that's good enough for him! Generally, his partner will choose when/how to discipline (with Adam's input ofc), but Adam's job is to just enforce it/not overrule it. He's 100% the type to be sneaky about it tho. If his kid is grounded, he'll go out with them to give them a break from being stuck in the house, y'know, stuff like that. Because of this, his kid forms a closer, different kind of bond than with Adam's partner. It's more friendly, I guess is the word? Like, his kid won't go to him for actual helpful advice, but if they fuck up somehow or are in a bad situation that they kinda got themselves into (drinking, car accident, etc.), then Adam is the parent they call.

I think Adam's peak parenting era would be when his kid is a late teen/young adult. 'Cause then he can actually be himself, for the most part. His personality is not very kid-friendly, so once his kid isn't really much of a kid anymore—he is so fucking excited. His relationship with his kid would be a lot more unconventional as they grow older. Like, he's really close with his kid once they're an adult. (totally not basing this off my relationship with my mom) His advice would be shit, but he'd give it if his kid needed it!

Definitely the type to text his kid more often than most parents. Mostly because he texts more like them and has the same sense of humor. Lots of shitty memes.

Also!! I think Adam would definitely make time for his partner. Date nights are a must. His kid better get comfortable with sleepovers at friends' houses or getting babysat by Emily 'cause he ain't letting parenthood fuck up his sex life.

I think that's all I got. Not sure how to end this so uh... shoutout to all you bitches with daddy issues lmao

Taglist: @little-miss-chaoss @fakeguysarehot @3sire-777

[beefslipper]

Hello! sorry to bother you again. But this thought came to me at 2 am and I need to see your writing on it. How do you think hsr men show their affection? I know Dan Heng would be a man of service but Jing Yuan? Is he going to be like Dan Heng or more open about it? 🤔.

Anyways, I'll be there to eat up the masterpiece. Stay hydrated and Thank you! 💜

Don't apologize! :D

I'll try to do ALL the male characters, excluding MC and Duke Inferno. I thought about it but decided against it cuz AAAAAAAAAAAA. I'm going to cry like a baby if I forget any. Since there are 17 men (I think, I'm half asleep) I'm gonna number them in alphabetical order and just. Go with it.

Argenti

Argenti would do everything humanly possible for you. Whatever love language you're most comfortable with, he's doing that all for you and you only.

You like physical affection? Whenever you're okay with it, he's holding your hand, giving you kisses, doing whatever makes you feel best.

You like verbal affirmations? Bro isn't hesitating to never shut up about everything he loves about you (P.S., it's everything).

Gifts? Be prepared to get something from him every time you see each other. He's not gonna hold back at all for the person he loves most.

Arlan

Dude's 100% a cuddler. Spending hours with you is his way of showing he cares. He isn't just asking to cuddle to avoid his responsibilities, he willingly spends lots of time with you (and gets yelled at for doing that instead of doing what he needs to).

However, if you're alright with doing little tasks with him, he's bringing you with. You two often walk Peppy together or go to deal with anything that won't get you hurt. You could be like 20 times stronger than him and he'd refuse to 'let you risk getting hurt'. Lol.

Aventurine

You already know this peacock's buying you everything you want. That cute dress you saw in a shop window? All your's. A new pair of earrings that you don't really even need? Dawg you're getting that and like 50 other pairs. That one perfume everybody's talking about? He's buying the whole company for you.

However! Behind closed doors, he's all about physical affection. Whenever it's just the two of you, he's always clinging to you like a sloth.

Blade

No Gif for Bladie cuz Tumblr asked if I was suicidal LOL

Bladie would seem like he hates you in public. Like you killed his pet dog when he was 6 and has hated you ever since type stuff. But when you're alone, he LOVES physical affection. Mostly receiving it, but he's definitely sure to make you feel loved, too. Whenever he's not feeling too good, he sends you little gifts to show he cares since he's not good with his words.

In short, he'd be extremely dedicated to loving you if he didn't have such a negative relationship with love.

Boothill

He loves using his words because he comes up with the craziest affectionate names for you. Some that have your eyes popping out of your skull before you even have a chance to get blushy over 'em.

Besides that, it depends on what kinda person you are. Yapper? He's more than willing to sit there and listen to your voice. He'll try to pay attention but it's a 50/50. Listener? He's always got something weird or interesting to tell you.

Dan Heng

He likes physical stuff the most but to an extent. He refuses to do anything bigger than hand-holding and small, quick kisses while in public. He REALLY shows his love behind closed doors to make up for it.

However. If someone's bothering you in public, he's gonna unintentionally do that 'don't worry kitten, daddy's gonna protect you' thing. He'll be mean mugging the person while holding you because he hates seeing you so uncomfortable from random weirdos.

Dr. Ratio

BATHTUB GIF RATIO SCREAMS

As much as I hate 'tsunderes' from cringey 2020 stuff, Ratio's one of them. He'll call you the most offensive names you've ever heard as he makes you the most godly, perfect-tasting meal you've ever had.

Once the two of you have gotten close enough, he'd probably allow you in that stupid bath of his, but if you dare to try any NSFW stuff while he's reading, you're getting a thick-ass book to the head.

Gallagher

Words and physical affection. Yk that one image of the two blank characters swapping spit? That's you and him whenever you come up with some comeback to one of his teasing compliments.

Anyways, he'd always be holding you while in public. Anyone dares to express concern about it? Bro's throwing haymakers (reference).

Gepard

Geppieeee :D Although I wanna do Geppie, I've done some HCs on him on a different post (excuse for me to be lazy LOL)

Imbibitor Lunae

A plankton drooling and screaming yes gif came up when I searched his name sjfjkldsjf

IL would spoil you with gifts. He'd always be off doing his weird dragon shit, so he'd send gifts from where ever he was. You could get sea shells or flowers that somehow stay fresh for ever. You could even get hairpins or clothing.

He isn't big on physical affection only because I'm sure you'd be obsessed with touching his tail and 'horns'?. Whatever, he's not letting that happen lol.

Jing Yuan

Physical affection 100%. When he's cooped up indoors doing work, he brings you with him and has you sitting within arm's reach at all times. Or in his lap if you're especially clingy.

He'd try to be verbally affectionate, but he'd use a weird nickname once and forever be embarrassed by it so that's out the window.

Luka

Me rn omg the brain juices are running lower as this post goes on, I'm sure you can see the effort decreasing. My apologies for that.

Luka's probably physically affectionate and really wants that treatment from you, too. I can't imagine how sore he must be, bro punches robots and big-ass monsters all day.

I'm sure he'd also give you gifts and whatnot, but physical stuff > anything else.

Luocha

I feel like he'd switch constantly. Without warning. One day he's all happy and clingy and the next he's super distant but leaving you gifts like he's about to leave. He doesn't even have a real reason behind this other than he doesn't know which is easiest for him.

Misha

NAUR I GOT TRAUMATIZED BY THE GIFS SFLKJSKFJF :(

He'd be all about gifting. I only say this 'cuz of the little side stuff about him having a buncha candy and other little souvenirs. He'd definitely get you something if it reminded him of you.

Sampo

I couldn't help myself the gif was too tempting I'm sorry

He'd always be stealing random crap for you. He'd even use his beautiful persona to get you the more expensive things you want.

Besides that, I'm sure he uses lots of verbally affectionate words with you and makes sure you know how much he loves you. Even if he constantly dresses up as a beautiful woman to distract another man LMFAO.

Welt

Literally all of the above. There's nothing he wouldn't do for you. You need to be held? You're already in his lap. Craving anything? Bro's learning how to make it for you as we speak. Need to hear someone tell you that you're worth something? He's got a big-ass 36-page love letter for you already.

Yanqing

Physical 100%. He doesn't know how to use his words without turning into a blushing tomato. He'd rather hold you for hours on end than try to compliment you. He loves so much about you that he's physically incapable of coming up with a compliment.

BONUS BOYSSSSS

no more gifs omfg my computer gonna explode

Jiaoqiu

Gifts and verbal stuff definitely. He'd spoil you with your favorite food and would always compliment you to the point it seemed like he had endless compliments stored away for you alone.

However, you're getting thwacked with a spoon if you dare to try and touch his tail or ears. Cuddles and hugs are a-okay, but touching the sensitive parts? N O

Moze

He loves physical stuff... Ignoring his VA's crimes.

He'd probably spend a chunk of the day cuddling you and refusing to get out of bed. Whenever he's not cuddling you, he's making origami things of your favorite animals until you have an army of them, varying in size and color.

Screwllum

Definitely a gifter. He's always making new things to give to you. However, when he makes new inventions, he forces the MC to play with it to ensure it's absolutely safe before it gets into your hands (You're gonna find a way to break it and set everything on fire no matter what LOL)

Sunday

FINALLY THE LAST ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

He sends you expensive gifts, but before he really got to know you and what you want, he'd be sending some weird stuff. Like a cat killing a bird and leaving it on your porch for you or something.

Over time, he got better about his gift choices. He probably goes to Robin to beg for advice on what to get you next.

Holy breaking and entering Batman! That's a lotta yap. And gifs. Good lord the gifs. My computer's hardly alive. I'm hardly alive.

Well, despite the decrease in quality and effort over time, I hope you enjoyed the HCs!

Have a great day, evening, and/or night! :)

[pyrlemon]

Ven and Vel getting jobs xD

Dancer AU!! (technically Veneer isn't a dancer in this but my explanation will be on the bottom! TLDR it was just cool so yippee [there's lore!!!!!!!])

Also! sorry@imadumdumjewel for the late reply!

If you guys req anything, I'll get to it, just may be a tad late...

Anywho! I ran a lil poll on Twitter to decide on the types of jobs they would have so here we go:

So I actually forgot to put dancer Vel/artist Ven because I kinda thought Ven would kinda fit the thing but after I finished this art I was pretty happy I didn't put it on there lol.

I honestly think that the other job options seemed pretty interesting, but no one really suggested any other jobs, and almost everyone was enthralled with the idea of dancer Ven & Vel.

For Veneer:

At first, my friend and I were planning this, but nothing really felt right to us. I did suggest Ballerino, but it didn't feel like something Veneer would do without Velvet, because they kinda come in pairs. Gymnast was also a suggestion, but after a couple minutes, it was swiftly discarded because I didn't want to draw Veneer's toes.

Anywho, while searching for other options, ice skating appeared, and my friend suggested an interesting idea as to

Lore time:

When Veneer was young, his parents pushed him towards traditionally male hobbies, such as sports and more sports. When his dad saw a flyer for an ice hockey team, he signed him up immediately. However, some mischievous kid had taped a different number to the hockey flyer, so Veneer's father ended up signing him up for figure skating instead.

At first, Veneer thought he was out of place, after all, the ratio of boys to girls was significant and he found himself to be the only one in that class. He didn't enjoy it much and regretted that he didn't join Velvet in her breakdancing course. However, as he unwillingly went to classes, he slowly started gaining a love for the sport and noticed how beautiful it was.

That led him to go down into professional figure skating and join competitions, eventually leading him to go down in history. For Velvet

My friend suggested swapping traditionally male and female dance styles, which led to the eventual conclusion: breakdancing. Velvet is a strong-willed character who would definitely try to get her way (as shown in the trailer of the movie) and take the classes that she liked.

Lore time:

When Veneer got signed up to do ice hockey, Velvet felt like she didn't have to deal with her little brother all day, and felt that she had a lot of time to herself. At first, she found a lot of things to do every day, running to places, going to parties, and just generally having fun.

At this point, Veneer was still unwilling to go to figure skating classes, (turns out Velvet was the mischievous kid who changed the number on the ice hockey flyer into a figure skating course phone number) but since his father had already paid for a year, he had to go anyways. Velvet would purposely use this to upset Veneer when she didn't get what she wanted, but then would accidentally make Veneer cry, resulting in her getting lectured by her parents, and Velvet holding back tears as she apologized to Veneer (she was totes in the fault here tho).

She realized that the more free time she had, the more her parents would lecture her. She decided right then and there that she would sign up for a class. She spent days, scrolling her phone and watching videos of different skills to decide what she wanted to do. However, nothing caught her eye.

Then, one day, she saw a kid do a flip, and slip and fall miserably. First, she took a video and laughed, and then thought to herself, "Hey, I could do that waaaayyyyy better. That kid's a failure!" And so she threw herself into learning it, but unsurprisingly, she fell flat on her face.

She was unhappy with this result, so she immediately went to her parents and asked them to sign her up for a breakdancing course. However, she had a tendency to give up when things got annoying/hard, so her parents turned her away each time. However, both the nonstop pestering and the fact that she no longer was bullying Veneer (because she was too busy following her parents around and throwing tantrums), they finally gave in.

From then on, she started breakdancing classes, and Veneer was upset because now his sister got to do something she liked, but Veneer was stuck in ice skating hell. He was very unhappy for some time, but then decided, "If she's gonna be happy, I gotta be happier. I gotta upstage her". So, he took to ice skating and started focusing all his efforts on it.

Velvet, seeing her twin brother become increasingly devoted to learning the trade she had forced him into while she had just started to get bored of breakdancing, felt a spark of competition and decided to practice harder.

Her parents were really impressed. Periodt. Now they are famous both nationally (Veneer) and on the streets (Velvet, for breakdancing, not giving up). YIPPEE

THE END

[sulphurofftheclock]

daydreaming about finding a fraggle portal in my house so here are headcanons about spotting the fraggle five through a random hole in your wall (in theme song order)

Gobo

- has encountered many a creature, through the portal and at the rock, so he's not super visibly nervous

- you are big though, and his track record with big creatures isn't necessarily the best, so even with his brave little face, he is cautious

- would try to break the ice while staying far enough back to avoid thumping

- would immediately believe you the moment you claim to be friendly though

- would also explain that he isn't trying to be in the way, he's just trying to get his uncles postcards

- so you make a little mailbox by the portal to put the postcards in when you get them so Gobo doesn't have to climb into your garbage to find them LOL

- eventually would offer to read a postcard to you (maybe you were crying or something idek) and then you erm actually SO hard at the things Uncle Matt is describing

- queening out with gobo over the postcards and gossip from both sides of the portal

- you would be fast friends!

Mokey

- she almost definitely was at the portal because she wanted to paint

- she probably didn't realize you were home/awake tbh, so she is very startled by the silly creature staring at her through the portal

- she'd definitely hold her ground though

- "what are you?"

- questions aside, you see her little easel and move to stop blocking the light

- "you can come in if you want"

- she is fine where she is for now, since she's already been painting from that spot for a while, but says she'll take you up on it next time"

- and boy does she take you up on it

- there are so many cool things to paint and write poems about in outer space

- one day she brings you a poem she wrote about you and you literally cry

- bonus points if you're an artist (of any kind) too, because the art trades would go CRAZY

Wembley

- first time you see him he BOLTS

- that fraggle is GONE

- but he is a curious little fella, so he always comes back to peek through the portal and see what you're doing

- everytime you spot him, he runs away, so you start pretending not to notice him

- maybe you hum little songs, or talk out loud to yourself, but you definitely do everything you can to seem non-threatening

- it becomes a little routine, you work, wembley watches, you know he's there, he starts to become pretty sure you know he's there, but you still don't acknowledge him because you don't wanna scare him off

- until one day, you've come down with some kind of sickness

- and he finally ventures through the portal cause he's worried about you

- when he sees you laying all sad and sick in your bed, he scurries off again

- and then he comes back

- with a tiny bowl of soup

- and then maybe he sings one of the songs you hum, or maybe he starts rambling about things, whatever he does, he does it because he knows it's what you do and that's the way he knows best how to help

Boober

- the first time you see him, it's because you took a peek through the hole in your wall with a flashlight and caught him standing like 🧍 pretty far back

- okay...

- you blink and he's gone, eldritch horror type moment

- okay......

- you check the hole every once in a while, but you don't see him again for a while

- one day, in the middle of the night, you wake up compelled to check the hole again

- it's winter and your heater isn't working as well as it should, the creature you thought you saw in the hole in the wall might be cold!

- and there he is, curled up by the portal (still far enough away that you can't reach him though) (i imagine the rock was simply too hectic and he came here for some peace and quiet)

- the ground looks really uncomfy though so you grab a small pillow and shove it into the hole

- boober wakes up like 😶

- "i'm not here to hurt you, just want to make sure you're comfortable"

- he is half asleep and very confused but he takes the pillow and goes back to sleep

- after a couple weeks, you spot him by the portal entrance

- he's once again escaping the noise of the rock, your side of the portal is peaceful

- eventually, it's like you have a cat. boober comes and goes. sometimes you leave out some snacks by the portal, sometimes he brings you snacks too.

Red

- fully and completely convinced that she would throw something at you

- one sided beef, cause even though she tries her hardest to spite you, she is very small

- until she breaks your toe, then it's all out war

- but no matter what, you don't cover that hole

- though neither of you would admit it, this whole spite thing is a lot of fun, and never that serious

- the two of you chatter sometimes

- "what're you working on?" "a diorama for school" "it looks dumb"

- "how'd your test go?" "i aced it" "im shocked"

- "did you ever figure out that dive?" "no, i came up with a better one" "sure"

- so much banter

- but she remembers things about your life and you remember things about hers, so really you are friends

- you're just friends in that competitive way

- the thing that really brings the two of you together would be a common enemy (probably gobo LOL) (or a nagging family member of yours who is aghast that you still haven't fixed the hole in your wall)

[that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald]

I’ve been getting into life is strange and I was always curious. What if Mark Jefferson had a daughter and they moved because his wife just left him a note and ran off. His anger comes out and destroys the apartment. He manipulates his kid when this happens, wanting to maintain the little control he has. They move to Arcadia Bay and his kid adjusts well considering. Then he takes Nathan under his wing to help get his hobby going. Then he finds out that Nathan has been taking photos of his daughter when she’s not looking…….serial killer side of him comes out and makes it very clear to Nathan his daughter is off limits from their little hobby.

—❢ー

×A/N×

omg I really love the last sentence of this

I mean- I love all of this, but-

I know that it would be better if I would write an oneshot of this, but the last time when I did the same thing with a promised oneshot, the work was... pretty bad-

I hope you don't mind it! ^^"

Btw I'm happy about you're planning to join to the LiS community, or at least you're curious/interested about it! Unfortunately in my social group there aren't really people who knows the fandom, so I'm always happy about new fans! ^^

And sorry bc I didn't answer this inbox, I just wanted to get done with the Welcome Home headcanons :")

Anyway, in these hcs I will be a bit negative about Mark, but I still love him -//w//-

(I'm actually planning to write more x readers about him-)

×❢ About my work ❢×

fluff and definitely not fluff, dad moments, Mark is not the greatest father, there's also my thoughts in this, pls forgive him, this is not x reader, (bad) father-daughter realtionship, no pronouns used, but the reader is female, spelling mistakes, mention of kidnapping, mention of the Dark Room

Fandom: Life is Strange (1)

Charcter(s): Mark Jefferson, Mark's daughter|You| (Y/N) | The Reader, Nathan Prescott (mentioned), Warren Graham (mentioned), Max Caulfield (mentioned), Rachel Amber (mentioned)

Ship(s): Warren Graham x Reader (ex.), Nathan Prescott x Reader (ex.), Max Caulfield x Reader (ex.)

Type: Headcanons

—❢ー

𝐈𝐟 (𝐘/𝐍) 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫… (𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐜𝐬)

—❢—

𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈: Hayloft by Mother Mother

(A.n: 'Cause this is the next on my playlist and I love it so much lol)

“My daddy's got a gun

You better run”

—❢ー

Oki, let's start with some sweet ones:

• If he's not tired, then prepare for breakfast in bed

• "Did you sleep good, hon?"

• morning kisses 🥺❤

• while you cry on him, he would gently caress you

• "Shh, it's okay, sweetheart."

Now, some serious stuff:

• He wouldn't be the greatest father tho, I think

• still, I think he would be protective about his daughter

• 'cause of his hobby and about boys in general lol

• Seriously I think he would feel safer if you would chose girls instead

• but it's your choice ofc

• He will definitely talk about his job and of photography ofc

• If his daughter not interested, then he won't push it

• ofc, he will be a bit bitter

• but he understands it

• Although, he will mention or talk about it just a bit sometimes

• But if you are interested in photography

• be prepared that photography will be you two's first or at least second topic

• he's a real teacher, so you won't have problem to learn from him

• Actually I think he would be happy about that there's something that you both can talk about

• (at least the suspense will be less from you, and it helps him to keep you away from his crazy hobby)

• Don't mention Mom.

• You will see him less more, when you are old enough to be left alone

• He comes home late, and he does this more often

• "Dad?" you asked unsurely when he picked up the phone. You were worried, so you choose to give him call. Is teaching lasts this long? "Where are you?"

"Oh... Daddy's working right now, sweetheart. I promise, I will be home soon, okay?"

And he kept saying this after hours and hours.

• Get used to that you will be alone for a long time

• He will ask you teasingly about if you like someone

• but the real reason is that he wants to know who he has to deal with

• his reactions depends on the person

• If the person is Nathan (who is his... well, let's say partner of those insane things), he will be definitely more protective and will keep an eye on both of you for a long time

• deadly and serious threats ahead, if he still won't leave you alone

• he will be potective because he knows Nathan very well and the crimes that himself he commited, and other side bc he's a father and he wants to keep his beautiful daughter safe

• But if the person would be for example Max, he would be more relaxed

• (He would even think trough her kidnapping. There's a chance that he won't hurt her. Even if it's hard for him to conntrol his sick addiction)

• He still tests her if she's good enough for you, but he will be more easier on her

• OR let's say the person is Warren-

• "The geek?"

"Dad!"

• He doesn't know that much about him

• and bc of this he will definitely test him

• I mean he doesn't mind that you're with smart boys

• but you know, he has to make sure

• Now, I think we're almost there at the end of these hcs-

• You sat in the can uncomfortably. You tried to make yourself comfortable, but it didn't help.

"So, was the test okay?" you heard you father next beside you.

You nodded, even if you knew that he doesn't see you 'cause he's focusing on the road.

"Dad?" You spoke unsurely, don't know how to say out loud your thoughts.

"Yes, sweetie?" He glanced at you with a kind smile on his face, but it dissapeared when he saw how stressed you were. "What's wrong, honey?"

You tried to swallow the nervousness, but it was worthless and didn't help at all.

"So, you know those Rachel Amber missing posters? They're almost everywhere."

Mark could feel how his heart skipped a beat. Now he started to feel nervous as well.

"Yes, dear?" Focus on the road. Focus on the road. Focus on the road. Focus on the road.

"Did you know her?"

He let out a small sigh. He didn't want that his daughter notice that he's nervous. He tried to act calmly.

"No, sweetheart." he spoke as he hid away the frustration in his voice.

"Okay." you said quietly. You sounded convinced.

He carefully glanced at you again.

"Are you scared?"

There was a couple of seconds until you answered.

"Maybe... I don't wanna imagine what terrible things those people did to her. But my mind keep distracting me, even if I don't want to think about it."

You could feel the gentle touch of his warm hands.

"Don't worry, hon. I'll keep you safe."

And with that you were convinced that your dad is there and you're more than safe with him.

• Why would he be a bad father?

I think his psychotic hobby would be more important to him than his own daughter. He would be definitely overprotective about you, but also he wouldn't be there for you. Like there's no movie night, cause again, he has things to do in the Dark Room.

Yes, he would care about his daughter, he would also be a good listener, but you rarely meet him. He wouldn't be there for you when you need him.

I don't think he would hurt his daughter physically, but don't test him. He's enough stressed about his victims.

And he would pay too much attention about keeping you safe.

From his hobby, from Nathan, from everything.