#doki doki (requested from a friend don’t kill me.)

[dominolemon]

My large art dump

[colourstreakgryffin]

Out of curiosity and since your requests are open, (and because I love world-shattering drama) what would a Yan!Kyojuro vs Yan!Mitsuri with a Natsuki!reader would look like??

(And by Natsuki!reader meaning she (or they if u write gn readers) has the same personality as Natsuki from DDLC)

Slay, Serve, Survive,

- 💫

Can do! Here it is! I’ll do GN this time, for you, my little glass angels!

Yandere! Romantic! KNY Hashira Scenarios: Rengoku Kyojuro vs Kanroji Mitsuri

This is a interesting situation! Who did you know first? They both are equal in openness and friendliness towards new slayers, so it would be a 50-50% but for this; You came up to Kyojuro yourself because you wanted to master Flame Breathing!

Kyojuro found you unbelievably cute, the very first second he met you! You act like you’re so tough and scary, but all he saw was a pretty fluffy little kitty flaring their claws

Kyojuro got close to you long before Mitsuri came into play. The only reason you met Mitsuri is because the Flame Hashira requested you train your flexibility with the all-so-talented Love Hashira!

Mitsuri was his pupil back in the day. So it seem fit for his pupils and dear friends to work together. He simply thrived on how happy you were as you ate and chatted with Mitsuri

Mitsuri fell for you under the same thought process as Kyojuro, she loved all your cute accessories and adored the way you acted all so fearless and hardened, yet, you were so short and tiny. She felt like she was watching a pretty bumbleebee call her a ‘Baka’

You’re interesting for your hard-hearted tsundere personality but contrasting colourful looks. So cute, that it makes their hearts blow over in love each time. It was like you shot arrows of love by just existing

Their love grew and grew until they both wore your name on their hearts. Everything had you in mind, both were so eager to see you each day. You spent the day with Kyojuro training and night with Mitsuri for her sleepovers. This single routine is responsible for making everything fall apart

The Yandere effect didn’t take a proper hold on the two until they both realised their feelings for you and that they had matching views. The more they spend time with you, either seperate or together, the strong innocent love grows until a equally strong unhealthy obsession

In-fact, two obsessions: first is over you, second is over getting the other out of the picture for good! I mean it that, they attack each other willingly, maybe no physically, but they’ll try chase the other away to win you over with no threat

Mitsuri and Kyojuro have quite the number of matching Yandere traits, being Overprotective, Possessive and Delusional. They both don’t want to kill anybody, they prefer blackmailing/intimidation/threatening and they spoil you rotten. Mitsuri treats you like you’re made of glass and Kyojuro acts like you absolutely adore him as much as he adores you

Kyojuro is very passive-aggressive and Mitsuri fakes her past personality. Their love-centred obsessions rot away all their likability, making them mindless drones determined to “win” you over to feed their fantasies

Kyojuro refuses to recognise your newfound hostility towards his scary behaviour and laughs it off but Mitsuri cries hysterically at how you yell at her to get away and begs you forgive her for whatever she did wrong

Neither care if they must fight each other or all the other Hashira. You’re happiness and love is the most important thing for them, tell them to go away. They’ll stalk you from far away until you want them back

“Dokusha, love. It’s starting to rain, hug me and I’ll use my haori to shield you from the cold! I’ll keep you warm”

“Wait! Hey, I’m warmer, Doki-honey! Come to me! I have lots of layers to protect you from the rain!”

Kyojuro is scary, Mitsuri is needy. Which one scares you more is up to you. Though, they both are equally clingy and desperate to have you live in their Estate

They both learn about your abusive father at one point and legit hunt him down. They can’t stand the fact somebody dares to lay their hands on you. You’ll end up going home to no father but a note about his “s***de”

The two surround you all the time. In public, they grab your hands and try their best to embrace you but end up passive-aggressively fighting over you. Even if you try to run away, they’ll follow you through and beyond Japan with no failure

Mitsuri half-beat Obanai for trying to threaten you

The protective levels are over the extreme. Both Kyojuro and Mitsuri will defend you from literally everybody, human or demon. Especially from each other and your fellow Hashira. You’ll lose your ability to socialise in no time

Kyojuro likes brushing your hair with you cuddled in his lap, smiling in a creepily excited way. All until Mitsuri breaks through and yanks you off him, fixing up your pretty colourful kimono as the two begin shooting death stares at each other

No matter how much you try to shoo them off with cruel words or angry growls, they’ll come running back to you with pleasure. To express their love and convince you to pick them over the other. Kyojuro will prevent you form leaving the spot as his Tsuguko and Mitsuri will try bribe you into become her Tsuguko

“Rengoku-san is nice but he doesn’t really know what limits are! How about you be my Tsuguko instead of his? You like my training and I understand you a lot more! We can have so much fun, wouldn’t you like that?”

“Leave… me? That’s such a ridiculous idea, Dokusha! You love me, why would you want her? She’s emotional and whiny, I’m mature and I give the warmest hugs! You’ll obviously pick me!”

Mitsuri is bratty, she’ll do shady things to make you dislike Kyojuro. Act like the victim after making Kyojuro snap so you’ll sympathise with her. But Kyojuro can see right through his former student and attempts to manipulate you into thinking Mitsuri is wrong

They both are wrong, neither are clean in this situation but so twisted up in their love fantasies of you. Their cute, little angel with a equally cute and flashy breathing style. No matter what must happen, they’ll work and work to win you

Kyojuro is a bit sadistic, he’ll get somewhat aggressive in his controlling scolds and that can scare you. This is where Mitsuri comes in and tries her best to scare away her ex-dear friend from hurting her love

You and your entire being is their new mission. Nothing else matters anymore, they’ll fight over you with such sickeningly sweet smiles, you’re certain they are both insane. Truly, they are insane and they won’t let you go

Not kidding, they both ask you to marry them and send a whole load of letters, gifts and flowers. Just waiting for you to choose one, but you don’t want. You don’t even like them as friends anymore, they frighten you so much that you want to puke

Who you want is up to you in the end! Though, it comes with lots of risks, including the left-behind rampant who’ll try kill the one you chose! The burning fire or the beating heart, take your pick of spouse:

“Look. Dokusha! I have brought you all of your favourite foods! You told me you don’t really have food at your home, so I got you everything! Would you like to sit down and enjoy it with me?”

“Dokusha-chan! I heard that your hairclips broke so I bought you new ones and lots of more new accessories you’ll like! Can I put them in your hair and braid it? Pleasseee! It’s really cute! Let’s be cuties and match!”

[silver-tooth-the-panther]

If it's not too weird, can you write a fanfic of you x natsuki?

(Sorry the fic took so long. I was having some issues, but I finished it! Again this is my personal friend who requested this and I don’t do fics where it’s myself x canon. I only do special fics for my friends.)

They’re First Meeting

(A DDLC Fanfic)

Warning: mention of abuse and malnourishment

It had been a while since Variety and Silver had arrived in the world of Doki Doki Literature Club. They have been working with Monika to figure out how to get back to the real world, but they decided to try to live a somewhat normal life when they weren’t working. In fact, Silver managed to win the heart of one of the girls.

Silver and Natsuki shared quite a few interests. They both adored anime and manga and they baked together constantly. They enjoyed each other’s company and Natsuki was able to put her guard down around Silver. However, it wasn’t always like this…

“Whatcha reading?” Silver asked as she stood over Natsuki. Natsuki was reading a manga in the corner of the club room. It was the last half hour of the Literature Club’s meeting and Natsuki decided to spend her time reading.

“It’s uhh..” Natsuki hesitated. “Toradora.” The young teen usually wasn’t this shy, but she had a strange affection for the panther. “Ooo nice! I haven’t read the manga, but I’ve seen the anime! It’s really cute!” The panther purred happily. Her tail slightly wagged with her enthusiasm.

Natsuki blushed slightly. “It is… What are you doing here?” She tried to make her tone sound cold, but it actually sounded nervous. “Oh I just wanted to get to know you better. I see you read manga all the time and I also love manga. So I thought that we would get along.” Silver said as she sat down next to Natsuki.

Natsuki’s blush grew when Silver sat down. “I uh well..just leave me alone.” She was truly flustered by Silver saying that she wanted to know her better. The panther gave her a confused expression. “Am I bothering you?” She winced slightly.

Before Natsuki could give her a rebuttal, the poor girl’s stomach growled. She hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday. Natsuki hid her head in her manga out of embarrassment.

Silver gave her a sorrowful expression. “When was the last time you ate?” She asked with a sweet tone. “I’m fine..” Natsuki almost sounded like she growled. “Doesn’t sound like it.” Silver Tooth huffed. “Here. Take this.”

Silver then took out a granola bar from her backpack. Natsuki tried her best to keep her eyes off of it, but she failed miserably. The panther generously handed the food bar to her. “Come on. You need to eat.”

Natsuki gently took the granola bar from her. She then started to eat it slowly, savoring the taste. Silver sighed heavily as she sat back down. She could figure out that someone was abusing her in her family by the way she acted. Maybe Silver could get Natsuki to confirm that.

“When was the last time you ate?” Silver asked in a more serious tone. Natsuki was frightened for a second. She had never seen her so serious. “Yesterday.” Natsuki whispered in a shy voice. “How come?” Silver then gave her a look of seriousness and sympathy.

Natsuki gulped nervously. “My father…” Silver’s eyes widened as she said that. The panther gritted her teeth in frustration. “How dare he..” Natsuki then gave her a look of shock. As if Silver was going to kill someone.

“I’m fine, I promise. Everything’s fine.” Natsuki said in a panic. “No! Everything’s not fine! How could you say that you are fine?” Silver growled, her full set of silver teeth showing. Natsuki seemed to tremble in fear as the panther growled.

Silver quickly calmed down when she saw her fear. “Sorry.. it’s just.. I don’t like seeing a beautiful girl like you getting abused.” Natsuki’s fear melted from her heart when Silver said that. “It’s okay..you meant well.” Silver Tooth purred softly as she scooted closer to Natsuki. “Well, I’m here for you. If anything happens, I’ll be here.”

Natsuki, without really meaning to, rested her head on the panther’s shoulder. “Thanks..” She said tiredly. Natsuki was quickly put to sleep by the panther’s purring. Silver chuckled softly as she looked at Natsuki’s sleeping face. “Don’t worry. I’ll protect you.”

[glitchcat808]

i have a request! (idk if you’re taking or not and if u don’t wanna do it it’s fine)

Yellow (DHMIS) with a best friend who has an equal personality but much more ‘energetic’ and defensive (they’re besties your honor-)

(Maybe a tiny bit of angst if you’re good with that-)

Okie dokie!!

Yellow Guy x Energetic and defensive friend! (PLATONIC AGAIN PEOPLE AAAA)

It was another day, 20th to be exact. All the crazy things happening to your friends wasn't enough. There was a talking handbag, two rare kids showing what 'family' was and some creepy looking worm. But it dodn't matter since you guys we're so close to eachother (well, sometimes).

While the other two we're making everything ready for breakfast, Yellow Guy was waking up, rubbing his face. He got dressed and got downstairs, saying 'hi' to his 'supposedly' family.

"Oh hello, did you sleep well?" Red Guy asked him, getting the plates on the table.

"Well yeah, i dreamed about a little baby squirrel dancing on a tree!" He said with happiness

"And what happened next, they get killed like all this rare things going on?" Duck Guy said as he started sitting on his regular chair

"That would be bad, but the squirrel actually talked about what the trees looked like. And there was my friend! They one i tell you guys about!" The smallest one said

"You're friend? The one that protected you from that butterfly you said yesterday?" Red Guy responded to him, serving the breakfast

"Yeah!"

"Alright then.."

While they eated, a little fella was walking to the direction of a colorful pink house.

"I hope he likes this" The person said, as they knocked on the door

They heared a voice talking to someone, and then there was a green duck at the door

"Well hello! I am hear looking for ye-"

"He is not here" The duck said, closing the door on the person's face

"Hmmp! How rude!"

They knocked again, but this time Yellow Guy opened the door

"Reader! I am so glad ta-to meet you" Your friend said, hugging you

"There was a super rude duck that opened the door! Tell him he needs some manners!" You said getting your arms on your hips

"WHAT DID YOU SAID TO ME-"

"Oh..welcome reader. I supposed you come to play with him, he talked of you on the table" Red Guy said, calmly

"Why yes, of course. He is my friend after all!" You said, holding your friend's hand

"Then you can go to his room and.. play whatever you guys do" The 'father' said

"Thanks!"

And then, you guys played all the afternoon, running around, dancing, singing, and then, you we're going to your house. But you almost forgotted something

"Hey Jello, i have something for you!" You said calling your friend

"What is it?" He asked

"This!" You handed him a bracelet, one said 'Jello' and other said 'Pigeon'

"Why does the other one said 'Pigeon' on it" Red Guy says to himself

"Because when we first met, Yellow Guy called me a Pigeon!"

"..Oh."

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Yeaaah, friendship :DD

[genshin-impact-fics]

Streamer!Genshin Meeting Character!(Y/n) for the First Time

Characters: Scaramouche, Childe, Albedo, Kaeya, Venti

Scaramouche:

His viewers were constantly requesting that he play this game that’s been out for a little while now that was called Genshin Impact. So he finally gave in to see what all the talk was about

Getting through the tutorial and the first part of the chapter felt so long; visually it was beautiful as the story was pretty decent so far.

It wasn’t until he got to Liyue in the archon quest that things seemed to pick up for him. The character who saved him from almost getting arrested kind of irked him; it reminded him of his one roommate who was a rich kid type.

It wasn’t till the release of the event Unreconciled Stars that once again many of his followers flooded his messages telling him he needed to play the event during his streams so they could see his reaction to meeting a new character.

Curiosity peaked after hearing a bit that the character would be an electro catalyst. Which he started to play it instead of holding off for a few days; honestly he really wasn’t expecting much

It was until he finally saw you appear; he was a bit surprised as you weren’t exactly how he pictured you yet you looked cute but in a cool way? A little more of the interaction he’s a little on the fence on how he feels about you but he was interested in where this event was going, there was something just a little bit… off

Progressing he was a little bit bummed since he thought there would have been a bit more interaction with you. That was until he was back in Mondstadt with Mona who was helping solve this mystery when pleasantly surprised that you’ve showed up. Until Mona seemed to have some sort of revelation that caused her to teleport them all out of there

Needless to say he wasn’t happy that he was taken away from seeing you. “Excuse me you bring me back,” was his initial reaction but continued to watch when it was more clear that you were there to kill him. You were that other harbinger; number six of the fatui harbingers and the moment you snapped at one of the agents, you had instantly become one of his absolute favorites.

Childe:

Though his viewers have been requesting to play the soon released game Genshin Impact he has actually been long awaiting for this game.

To celebrate the release it was going to be a long stream as he’s stocked up on water and energy drinks and snacks. He’s definitely planning to do a giveaway for his viewers (though he won’t bring it up until he finally unlocks the wishing feature)

He enjoyed the plot so far as the conflict with Dvalin has been resolved but now the ameno archon’s gnosis was stolen by some woman who appeared out of nowhere. Soon to learn about the fatui group and their eleven harbingers

Off to Liyue at long last! There’s been chatter of one character that shows up fairly early in the quest and he is very curious to encounter whoever this character was

He was finally at the part where Rex Lapis came crashing down from the sky dead and now was sneaking to get to the exit. Definitely took him a couple of times and in the process of it all he was certainly singing the whole “Don’t be suspicious, don’t be suspicious” song

Finally getting the cutscene where his character gets chased after unfortunately making sound. When things looked like it was going to turn into a fight he was surprised when hearing a new voice say “I got this one sweetie”. His mouth has dropped in pure awe of watching your character flip from above appearing out of thin air as you handled the Millelith with ease

Hearing you say follow me he had such a grin on his face; “Don’t gotta ask me twice I’ll follow you anywhere”. Of course his viewers in chat were raving and just spamming the laughing emote as the cutscene continued in a safe place

Looking at your character model admiring you as the reveal that you were a part of the harbingers but seemed to be rather friendly. “You guys I’m in love. (Y/n) better be a playable character at some point… I’ll be sad if I don’t get to travel the world with them” he says as when he finds out you're rich his initial thought was “So are they going to spoil me or do I get to spoil them? Cuz I really want it to be the second one” He hadn’t known you for long but he already wants to give you the world

Venti:

He was mainly known for his streams where he’ll sing or perform some of the instruments he enjoys and many of the games he’d play were a lot of rhythm games or one of the hilarious simulator games; so for him to pick up Genshin Impact it’s a little outside of the typical games he’ll usually play

He really loves the music so far, if the music wasn’t to his liking he’d probably drop it. Will probably take a moment to just listen to it and talk about what possible instruments used to compose it

After running around the world and looking for chests and whatever materials he saw along the way. He suddenly saw the big dragon fly over head and now making his way to the whispering woods to look for the feathered looking dragon

The cut scene started and there was the dragon on a rock but then he saw you; he doesn’t know anything about you but having seen you in some of the images that the company released he’s been interested in your character!

During your moment with your old friend had was making this face 🥺 but then that was when the snapping sound echoed causing the dragon to freak out and leave in a gust of wind. “Noooo I’m so sorry” he’s shouting at the screen when he watched the expression on your face turn sad before you seemed to just vanish

Has been bummed out since he hadn’t seen your character in a while until he saw you running with a lyre in your hand, he only fell in more love with you as he was running around with you trying to get the holy lyre from the church

Albedo:

It had been a while since more of the story was out but of course he’d play to do his commissions and gather materials he needed, but when his viewers showed him the announcement of the newest section of the map will be released; oh there was a new temperature mechanic that if it was too cold that his characters could freeze to death

Generally that would be fine… but he enjoys stopping and admiring the scenery which he easily gets distracted so he’s probably going to keep forgetting to stand by fire a lot

But the best part of all: they were introducing you, the chief alchemist of the Knights of Favonius. The one that was talked about by so many characters in their voice lines he finally was going to get a face to the name

He was already not liking that the so called ‘nun’ was insinuating that you weren’t trustworthy; the AUDACITY! Sure he hadn’t known your character long but he will defend you wholeheartedly, you have this charismatic to you that he’s just smitten

“If one day, I lose control… Destroy Mondstadt… Destroy everything… Can I rely on you to stop me?” After hearing that last line he needs a minute to take a double take to make sure he heard that correctly. “I swear if this is some sort of indication of something bad happening and I have to fight (y/n) I will not be happy,” he’s saying of course looking to his camera

Kaeya:

So many of his viewers were requesting that he play Genshin Impact as of course it would be a little different from the games he’s played in the past (Ya can’t tell me he wouldn’t have played Huniepop and doki doki literature club), but the idea of attractive characters in the game? He’s sold as the few characters he saw pictures of it seemed promising.

So he starts streaming it and all is going smoothly so far… Until it was time to learn about gliding right before Stormterror attacks and the mini flying fight happened

Once the cutscene starts he’s watching leaning back in his chair a bit until a clapping sound starts and that’s when everyone in chat was losing it and spamming the heart eyes emotes. Seeing you come into the shot he’s got a small little smirk; you were hot. He only seemed to love your character even more after hearing that you were the cavalry captain

When it came time to do your trail quest (which of course was the first one he went to do) he’s very much looking at your design and admiring your charming features. He asks his viewers if he leaves the domain if he gets to keep you or if you were one of the five stars that he’d have to wish for, spoilers don’t really bother him if he really wants to know what happens.

Seeing your summon art once he left he’s ecstatic that you will be forever in his team and once he’s able to he’s going farming so he can build you up

[krisdreaming]

Can i have cute hcs for Daichi, Asahi, Bokuto, Ushijima & Tendou on how they would react if their short fem!s/o wore their volleyball jerseys ?

YES, omg, I love this concept. This is, like, embarrassingly late because I’ve had the request for a while, but it’s here! (these ended up as a gender neutral reader)

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DAICHI

You go down to say hi to him before the match, and he has to do a double take because it doesn’t register at first when he looks at you, but the second time he looks his eyebrows just kind of shoot up his forehead

“Is this okay?” You’re tugging on the hem of the jersey kind of self-consciously because this wasn’t even your idea, it was your friends’

“Y-yeah, of course!” Ever heard Daichi stutter before? Now you have

 “I’d better go sit down-” Before you can turn away he grabs your hand and gives you a (relatively quick) kiss in front of the whole team - something he rarely does. Now you’re both smiling like crazy.

As you walk away Suga punches him on the arm and asks him what he’s grinning about (even though he DARN WELL KNOWS) and Daichi can’t even give him a full glare

He definitely glances your way more than normal when he’s playing, and after the match is over it doesn’t matter how sweaty he is, be prepared for a big, huge hug

ASAHI

You may think you’ve seen every shade of red on him, but when he saw you in his jersey his face invented a brand new one just for this particular moment

“Y/N! Are you sure?” He’s kind of glancing around and half standing in front of you like he doesn’t want anyone else to see, but he keeps stealing glances

“Don’t you want me to wear it?” You’re suddenly kind of wondering if this is a mistake. “What? No! I mean yes! If you want to-” You laugh softly because you’re starting to realize what this is all about

“Of course I do,” You have to speak up a little over Noya and Tanaka’s hooting and hollering, “I’m proud to wear this! You’re my ace!” You’re beaming up at him and he doesn’t know if his heart will hold out much longer

He shakes his head. “You’re incredible,” he murmurs, and you tug him down so that you can press a kiss to his lips. “So are you. I know you’re gonna kill it out there”

(He does)

BOKUTO

You are making Akaashi’s job very easy - from the moment he catches sight of you in his jersey, Bokuto feels absolutely INVINCIBLE, he can’t help but run to meet you once he catches sight of you, he lifts you off your feet and twirls you around

“Look, Y/N is wearing my jersey!!” He says it to anyone that will listen, showing you off the whole time until the match is about to start and he needs to get on the court, and you need to get to your seat

“I’ll be cheering for you!” The moment you say that, you can see him standing just a little taller, and he can’t resist pressing a few kisses to your face until you know you have to pry yourself away

He is c o n s t a n t l y glancing over at you, and every time he makes a spike, he looks your way with this huge grin on his face

The moment you meet him afterwards (they won by quite a lot), he’s telling you how amazing you are, how he thinks you’re his good luck charm, and that you should probably wear his jersey to every match

USHIJIMA

To the untrained eye, it doesn’t seem like he has much of a reaction, but when he sees you and realizes what you’re wearing, his heart legitimately skips a beat

“Is this mine?” It’s a stupid question with an obvious answer, but he asks it anyway as he tugs at the bottom hem - mans is TALL so it’s especially huge on you & he thinks it’s the cutest thing

When you nod with a shy little smile he can’t help but reach out and ruffle your hair a little bit,  “It looks good on you”

His heart is going doki doki

The team pretty much instantly notices the fact that he keeps sending these short, quick glances your way and keep ribbing him about it, but all he’ll do is shake his head with this little tiny smile

He realizes that he lowkey really enjoys the fact that you’re wearing it, because then even when you’re sitting in the stands everyone knows you’re his

TENDOU

I feel like out of all of them, he’s the one that tossed out the idea of you wearing his jersey as a joke one day, and then you show up at one of his matches and you’re ACTUALLY WEARING IT

He’s acting so smug about it - “You see that SemiSemi? Y/N is wearing my jersey. Oho Goshiki, maybe one day you’ll find someone to wear your jersey”

So he’s acting all nonchalant about it but when he holds your shoulders and says, “You’re wearing it!” His voice cracks a little because the fact that you’re here and you care about him THIS MUCH - it does something to him

“You’re so cute” - he has to press kisses all over your face, to the rest of the team’s complete disgust

When you’re hanging out with them after the match he’s a little extra snuggly, with his arm around your waist or shoulders at all times, he keeps stealing these little glances at you

Get ready because now he’s expecting you to wear it to pretty much every match

[your-fav-kins]

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Fandoms I can do:

A

Adventure Time

Amphibia

Animaniacs

Aggretsuko

B

Bendy And The Ink Machine

Bendy And Boris: The Quest For The Ink Machine

Baldi’s Basics In Education And Learning

Be More Chill

Big City Greens

C

Cuphead

Centaur World

Craig Of a the Creek

Camp Camp

Casino Cups

Cookie Run

Chikn Nuggit

D

Dear Evan Hansen

Doki Doki Literature Club

Ducktales 2017

Deltarune

Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared

Dead End Paranormal Park

E

Ever After High

Encanto

F

Five Nights At Freddy’s

Fran Bow

G

Gravity Falls

H

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

Hilda

Happy Tree Friends

I

Invader Zim

Infinity Train

L

Luca

Little nightmares

M

My Little Pony

Minecraft Story Mode

My Hero Academia

Monster High

Murder Drones

N

Ninjago

O

Ok KO! Let’s Be Heros!

Over The Garden Wall

P

Powerpuff Girls (Not the reboot. Sorry.)

Poppy Playtime

R

Regular Show

S

Steven Universe

Star VS The Forces Of Evil

Sanders Sides

She Ra And The Princesses Of Power

Sonic

Stickmin Series

T

The Amazing World Of Gumball

Twelve Forever

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Rise & 2012)

The Owl House

Turning Red

The Lego Movie

The Lego Batman Movie

The Lego Ninjago Movie

The Cuphead Show

U

Undertale

Unikitty

V

Villainous

W

We Bare Bears

Wander Over Yonder

Who killed Markiplier?

Y

Yandere Simulator

Z

Zoophobia

[bookishofalder]

Joke of a Batman

Spencer Reid x Male!Reader

Request: @meowiemari Okie dokie!!! So Spencer x male reader where the reader is the driver for the robbers. They arrested him after finding him in a gas station getting snacks. While driving in his car with Morgan, Reid, and Hotch, the reader is in the passenger seat telling them the location because he was just there for the money. Hotch and Morgan went while Spencer stays to keep an eye on him. Reader’s playlist in his car plays old Justin Bieber songs and it’s gonna be me by NSYNC. Spencer sees his embarrassment and  awkwardly sings a bit so he doesn’t feel shame. Later in absolute a few minuets the two started singing and as soon as Morgan comes back with Hotch, they both quickly turn off the playlist and exchange numbers. :)

Warnings: Swearing, implied SMUT (super brief)

A/N: Thank you so much for the request! I loved writing this, and hope I you enjoy. This was my first time writing the reader as male-so please tell me if I can improve! Tried to keep reader description as vague as possible. Thank you to @mermaidxatxheart​ for encouraging me to get writing :) 

“That’ll be $11.75, please.” The bored gas station attendant droned, staring at you expectantly. You began to pull out a few bills from your wallet, ready to get home and eat your pint of ice cream in peace, but before you could count out what you needed, a voice behind you cut in.

“He’s no longer going to be making a purchase today, actually,” Spinning around in alarm, you find yourself face to face with two imposing men, one with a deep frown and overall authoritative air with his crisp suit, the other a handsome but tall and physically intimidating specimen.

With a gulp, you stuff the cash in your wallet. Who were these guys?

“Y/F/N?”

You nod as heat creeps up your neck, burning your face. Fucking Peter Robbins, you always knew, was going to be the death of you. And now it looked like your latest foray into his questionable life was going to land you in jail. These had to be cops.

You knew you should have ignored his call. You’d been telling yourself for years not to help him, he was just going to get himself in trouble again and call again, and you got nothing out of it. He used you because he knew you liked him. The two of you had been friends for years, and it didn’t take him long to realize the ways he could manipulate you because of how you felt.

It took you a lot longer to catch on to what he was doing.

But fuck, you still came running when he called, didn’t you? Like you were some joke of a Batman and he was shining his light into the sky calling for you. If only.

“That’s, yeah, that’s me.” You replied, slowly shoving your wallet into your front pocket before holding your hands in front of you in surrender. Whatever happened, you decide at this moment that you never want to see Peter again. Because giving that man a ride in hopes he’d one day say he was interested was not worth this.

“Mr. (Y/L/N), we’re placing you under arrest,” The frowning man held out his badge, showing you he was one Agent Hotchner from the fucking FBI. You tuned him out, your ears suddenly ringing, alarm shooting through you. Getting arrested was one thing, but the FBI? What in the living hell had Peter gotten into? Got you into?

He called you for a ride. It was just supposed to be a ride.

You were surprised when they didn’t cuff you, but you weren’t stupid enough to question them. They led you outside, where the gas station was quiet, only their large black SUV and your Honda Civic parked out front. You kept your eyes down, a sting threatening the corners but you were not going to cry. You needed to take this one step at a time, and not overreact. You surely didn’t fuck up that badly, did you? They’d said ‘suspicion of aiding a crime’, only suspicion.

“Listen, kid,” The bald Agent whose name you learned was Morgan turned and faced you, his expression serious. You bristled slightly at him calling you ‘kid’, but based on the crows' feet around his eyes, maybe he was older than he let on. “We know that you were just the driver today, and that you’d probably have no clue what’s going on right now.”

You raised your eyes to meet his, ���Peter Robbins has ensured I fuck up my life at least once a year for nearly a decade. This is just...a new level for me.” You shrug, trying not to think of what your family was going to say when they found out. Would you lose your job?

“We’ve been watching Peter and his associates for a while now,” Agent Hotchner replied, and your brows raised in surprise. “Yes, he’s escalated from petty crimes that upset the local sheriff to armed robbery. Unfortunately, one of his partners happens to enjoy killing. Which is why we were called in.” He stops speaking abruptly when another Agent, you assume from the gun on his belt, steps around the SUV and up to your group.

For a moment, you’re caught off guard. This Agent is stunningly handsome, much younger than the other two. His eyes, which met yours for only a moment before flitting away, were a soft honey brown that sucked you right in. He had a bit of a shadow along his jaw, his wavy brown hair unkempt in the best kind of way, as though he’d just rolled out of bed looking that perfect. And you could tell he didn’t even realize the power he had. Standing next to two burly, thick muscled Agents, you could understand why. But in your brief assessment of this new man, you could see the lean strength of him, the muscles of his lower arms, veins in his hands. He was tall, too, taller than either of the other men, which was saying something.

“What’s up, Reid?” Morgan asked, and the new arrival-Reid-held up his phone.

“Garcia can’t pull anything from the Honda, it’s, her words, an ancient species.” He spoke quickly, almost as though the words couldn’t find their way off of his tongue quickly enough. You tried not to fixate on his mouth, because damn it, his lips were perfect.

Absentmindedly, you crossed your arms across your chest, feeling tense and tired. When Reid’s eyes followed the movement, you felt frozen under his gaze, watching with your breath held as it dragged slowly up to your face. His expression was unreadable, yet you still felt your cheeks grow warmer.

“Listen, (Y/N), we know you don’t have any real part in Peter’s crimes. We intercepted his calls and texts, we know he asked you to pick him up today, last minute.” Agent Hotchner said, his eyes burning into yours.

You looked away from the other men, shame flooding through you. “Peter always calls, and I always answer. But I really don’t know anything about what he does, I didn't know he was even with anyone else today. He asked me to pick him up right out front of the pharmacy, that’s all.” You couldn’t help the edge to your voice, the wordless plea that they understand you had no clue what was going on. And if innocent people were dying, you would do anything you could to help them put a stop to it.

Reid tilted his head slightly as he watched you, “We’ve seen the messages, (Y/N), we know how he treats you, giving you a little, yet taking a lot,” The tears almost threaten now, so you glance away, looking at the ground as you nod, “And he doesn’t even tell you what he’s taking, the danger he’s putting you in. He’s going to go away for a long time, but you don’t have to.”

At this, your head snaps up and you look between the three men, expecting them to laugh and finally cuff you. But they all wear the same neutral expression, all watching you.

“Like I said, I don’t know much abou-“

Reid shook his head, politely interjecting, “We understand. But you know where you took him today, right?” At your nod, Reid stepped a little closer, peering down at you, “We need you to take us to him. And tell us any other addresses you can remember picking him up from or taking him to in the last year. Can you help us? You won’t be under arrest if you can give us what we need to stop Peter and the men he’s working with.”

You almost wanted to laugh. Of course, you would help, regardless of whether you were still under arrest; you had no loyalty whatsoever to Peter. You only ever showed up for him because you hoped, each time, that it would be the time he would go beyond flirting. That the feelings were mutual. But if he was committing crimes-fuck, robbing people, working with a murderer, then you were done with him.

“I can tell you addresses, and I can show where he is now, I just,” You paused, closing your eyes briefly to pull in a breath, steadying yourself, “Please, don’t hurt him, if you don’t need to, I mean.”

Reid’s eyes, which you found the moment you opened yours, visibly softened at your words. He seemed a little surprised, you thought, though it was hard to tell. He was difficult to read, and you’d only just met him. He nodded reassuringly before looking to Agent Hotchner expectantly while you waited, your insides in knots.

“(Y/N), Spencer is going to go with you in your vehicle, and we’ll be following behind. Take us as close as you can without being obvious. Reid,” He turned to the handsome agent, “We’re going to check the car first, can you-“ He gestured wordlessly in your direction, which made you frown in confusion.

Reid nodded, and you watched as the two other agents moved to search your car, while he moved toward you. “I’m going to search you for weapons, okay?” He explained, holding his hands out as if waiting for your permission.

You stared, perhaps a beat too long, at his long-fingered hands. With a shy bob of your head, you looked to Reid, “Of course, I understand.” And the agent began to pat you down as you stood awkwardly.

It wasn’t as though the action was intimate or affectionate, but for whatever reason, you did feel his touch was hesitant. He was gentle, considerate...it surprised you. And then his hands slid up your back as he stood in front of you, and you became acutely aware of the thin cotton t-shirt your wore, instantly becoming self-conscious. You wondered what he thought of you, of your body.

Mind out of the gutter, you told yourself.

It was then, when Reid leaned back, his hands sliding from your back to your chest, that time seemed to stand still, just for a moment. They moved across your stomach briefly, and as they began to pull away, the search complete, you looked up. Reid was staring at you, his cheeks flushed, eyes heavy. You caught your breath, his gaze was so intense, but before you could even try to think of what to say, he was swiftly stepping back, breaking eye contact with a heavy swallow.

You were kind of relieved. That had been almost too intense, whatever that was. The relief lasted only moments until Agent Hotchner called out that your car was good to go, and you remembered you had a twenty-minute car ride alone with the Reid.

Fuck.

+

The first few minutes of the drive are bearable enough, Spencer takes the wheel as you give him directions to the subdivision where you had dropped Peter off. It’s when the silence starts to press in, and you don’t know what to say to fill it, that things swiftly change.

Sensing the tension, no doubt, Reid reaches out to the audio power button and hits your stereo on. With an internal groan, you suddenly wish you could just jump out of the moving vehicle when the song you’d been listening to picks back up.

'Cause I've had everything But no one's listening And that's just fucking lonely I'm so lonely Lonely

You had put on a playlist you considered your ‘sad songs’ compilation for whenever you were let down by Peter or any other man. You enjoyed wallowing in self-pity for just a little while after each encounter. But now, as Justin Bieber crooned sadly, you didn't feel sad, just humiliated. You were in your car with a fiercely hot FBI agent who had given you some kind of fucking bedroom eyes just minutes ago as he pats you down, and this song plays.

Your expression must have been obvious, as you saw Reid look at you a few times out of the corner of your eye, frowning somewhat. When the song ended, you didn’t get a chance to be relieved before ‘Somebody to Love” began playing. This time, you sighed aloud, sinking somewhat into your seat and wishing you could dissolve into a pile of goo like the Wicked Witch.

Until that is, you glanced up and saw Reid’s fingers tapping gently on the steering wheel to the beat. Surprised, you looked around to the agent and he was mouthing the words, singing along with the chorus. Stunned, you just watched him for a moment, quickly finding yourself enraptured by the way his plump lips moved around the words, how his tongue would wet them between lines, how his eyes-

Fuck, he was looking right at you. You smiled quickly but looked away, your hands fidgeting in your lap. You really had much bigger, more important shit to be concerned with right now, yet here you were wondering what the hell this perfect man, this FBI agent that was far too handsome for his own good, was doing singing along with the silly song, and why the look he gave you had butterflies erupting in your stomach.

Not to mention, the guilt that accompanied those thoughts, brief as they were, of what the lips would feel like on yours. What they would feel like on your body. Wrapped around your cock. Fuck.

He hadn’t said anything, but his fingers continued to tap along with the beat with ease. Eventually, when you directed him to the final turn, you chanced another glance at him. As if expecting your gaze, he turned his head and smiled at you, “I’m Spencer, by the way, Dr. Spencer Reid.” You blinked. Doctor?

“Oh, uh. Wow. Nice to meet you, Dr-“

“You can call me Spencer,” He cut in, his expression somewhat amused.

You nodded, “Nice to meet you, Spencer. Though I wish it were under different circumstances, perhaps where I wasn’t a criminal piece of shit.”

He pulled the car over, stopped at the community mailbox you had described as the perfect place to park. Once he’d turned the engine off, he turned to face you, those warm eyes giving you a gentle look. “You aren’t a criminal piece of shit, (Y/N),” Oh, you loved the way your name sounded coming from him. “I’d go as far as to say you’re a victim in all of this.”

You scoffed, waving a hand in protest, “No, I really should have known better than to help Peter.”

But Spencer shook his head, “As I said earlier, we saw the messages. He manipulates you, and he doesn’t ever tell you what he’s actually doing. He just gets you to give him rides, acts like it’s a way to hang out when really he’s using you as a cover because, in reality, you’re a law-abiding, hardworking, kind man. Men like him don’t deserve to breathe the same air as you, (Y/N).”

Letting out a breath, your mind went blank at Spencer’s words, failing you entirely. You believed every word he’d said, and you felt warm all over at the intense way he watched you, it was almost...protective.

Before your mind could reboot and you could trust yourself to open your mouth and not simply drool, a tap on the window drew your eyes beyond Spencer. Agent Hotchner stood there, waiting patiently with his arms crossed.

Spencer climbed out of your car, but you stayed put, glad for a moment to close your eyes and try to steady your beating heart. After this was over, you were climbing into your bathtub and staying there for the rest of the week. Maybe the rest of the month.

“Prentiss and JJ are parked at the North end, they’re going to come with us. Can you wait here, with (Y/N), and call Garcia and have him give her the other locations?”

You heard Spencer agree and bid his fellow agents goodbye before climbing back into your car. He smiled warmly at you, and you couldn’t help but return it, your own shy and uncertain. “You heard what our task is?” He asked you, his head tilted again, watching you curiously.

“Yes.”

“Okay, good. But first, can you give me your phone, please?” He held his hand out expectantly. You handed it over, first pointing it towards your face to unlock it. His fingers brushed yours when he took the phone from you, and if you hadn’t been looking at him already, you wouldn’t have believed it was intentional. But it was because at the slight contact, your eyes had widened and Spencer...Spencer had smirked.

He clicked around on your phone for a moment, hit one final button and then passed it back to you, looking satisfied. When you took it back, his phone chimed in his pocket. Confused, you peered down at your screen to see he’d added his name to your contacts and sent himself a text from your phone. Well fuck.

He was watching you with an amused expression, “Once this case is over, (Y/N), I’d love it if you would allow me to take you to dinner.”

“I, wow,” You stammered, nervously running your hair through your hair. His eyes followed your movement, and you saw a glint behind the warmth, of desire. Hunger. You didn’t think twice. “I’d love to, Spencer.” He grinned at you.

And surprising even yourself, you reached out and squeezed his hand. And when he returned the pressure and ran his thumb softly across the back of your hand, all thoughts of Peter left your mind as *NSYNC played in the background and you didn’t feel lonely anymore.

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[charlotteswriting]

Could you do general relationship headcannons with Hajime👉👈

Gladly, anon! I love Hajime :) Also somebody requested Makoto and Hajime relationship headcanons but I have done for Makoto already so I’ll be writing this request!! -Mod Kaede

Hajime Relationship Headcanons

This right here

Perfect couple material

I am only saying

Hajime loves you so muchhhh djfjxnexhtjfjchd he just does don’t ask me

And he became quite attached to you after the killing game

Like he’s with you 24/7

He isn’t really the clingy type in public places

Is really shy if you cling to him but will accept it as his face gets red (he enjoys it

I can imagine his friends teasing him about it and he just tells them to shut up lol

But when you two are alone he’s the one wanting attention

But he is a tsundere++ so he won’t accept this fact

Hugs you from behind and kisses your hair and neck. (Pay him attention before he starts purring >:(

Hajime loves holding hands!

He loves interlocking fingers. It’s his favorite thing to do

Also he likes the closeness and just the thought of being the one holding your hand makes him really happy

He shows affection through actions, and no soul can tell me otherwise

Ugh when it comes to your feelings he might be a bit dense at first, but after a while he’ll be able to read you

Hajime is quite the jealous type and is really insecure

I mean he doesn’t doubt you, he’s just afraid he isn’t the type you’ve been looking for

So if you’re taking a long while to talk to someone, he’ll start huffing and puffing

You have to assure him he’s the only one and the best for you, if he keeps having those thoughts, just get your lips on his and he’ll shut up

Kisses? They’re passionate and hold many meanings

But sometimes they’re sudden. Like you’re watching a show and then his lips on yours

Whenever he’s having a bad day, you are the first one he trusts with comforting him

He loves to be held by you at those times—but other than that he prefers to be the big spoon

He finds it adorable when you lay on his chest fjgjxjrjghhxjfjtgh

Heart goes doki doki

requests open! -Mod Kaede

[leviathans-normie]

Hi! I hope you're fine today! Can I request some fluff? I usually do this with my friends at random times, and I wondered, how would the brothers react to MC taking his face in their hands and saying, "you're beautiful, amazing, wonderful and I love you"? (idk if you do Simeon too but only if you can, of course! Thank u so much)

Yo! I hope you're having a great day too! Low-key, that's such a nice thing to do w/your friends :') I really didn't know how to title it though 😅

Also I'm taking requests for all the boys, so don't shy out!

THE BOYS' REACTION TO BEING CALLED AMAZING AT RANDOM

LUCIFER

→Lucifer was assigning MC some work for the exchange programme. You know, just a usual Tuesday at the Devildom.

→MC was sitting at the other side of Lucifer's desk, pretending to be listening to him.

→They would rather be doing something else, but it was important, or so Lucifer said.

→He was unsurprisingly passionate about that project, his eyes gleaming as he went into more details and giving MC ideas.

→That moment, MC decided to cup his face with their hands and stroke Lucifer's cheek.

→Lucifer.exe has stopped working.

→Before he could even collect himself, MC said, "You know, Lucifer, you're really great and amazing and God, I love you."

→Lucifer was shocked the first few seconds. Blinking his eyes in confusion, he let out a hearty chuckle.

→"Thank you, MC." A genuine smile crept on his lips. "You are amazing, too."

→Oh, wow. They didn't expect this to come right back at 'em.

→They hadn't even managed to collect their thoughts when Lucifer said, "And as much as I love this, you still need to know about the project."

→But, after some begging and pouting from MC, Lucifer put the papers aside and sat near MC, half-pulling her into his embrace.

→The project could wait for a bit.

MAMMON

→"MC, LISTEN TO THIS!"

→He had burst into their room as though it was his own at three in the morning just to tell them about his new money-making scheme.

→God knows why Lucifer didn't catch him being awake way past his bedtime, but that was the thing that cost MC their precious sleep.

→And as Mammon talked semi-quietly in the dark about some weird scheme, his eyes seemed to gleam as he was smiling like a goof to MC.

→They had considered kicking him out and yelling at him. Summoning Satan to push him away himself, even.

→However, they couldn't resist how cute he looked and instead, they cupped his cheeks and smiled lazily.

→"Mammon, you're amazing and just so cute and I love you, but-"

→They didn't manage to utter any other word, as Mammon jumped back in surprise and stuttered, "W-WHAT A-A-ARE YOU D-DOING, HUMAN?!"

→”Be quiet, or Lucifer might hear you...!” they whispered-yelled in response. 

→”A-Ah...Yeah...” Mammon took their hand and put them back on his cheek. “Go on... You were sayin’ how a-awesome I was, right?” 

→With a small giggle, MC stroked his cheek as they continued complimenting him. 

→Soon enough, they had fallen in each other’s arms and cuddling on the bed, whispering to each other in hopes that Lucifer wouldn’t hang them from the chandelier in the morning. 

LEVIATHAN

→MC had decided to introduce him to the human game League of Legends. 

→They would be able to play together even when they weren’t in the same room, which was amazing. Lucifer could hardly flame them for something like that. 

→Problem was that Levi was way too into the game. 

→Long story short, MC learnt words they didn’t know before. 

→There was no stopping him either. 

→’Normie’ tactics wouldn’t make him stop, not even in a million years. 

→One day, when they were hanging out as usual and Levi was playing the cursed game, MC decided to stop all that rage the poor boy had developped. 

→Mid-game, just when Levi was on the climax and was cursing more than any other player had ever in their lives, MC took his face and cupped his cheeks. 

→Henry’s father.exe has stopped working. 

→Eh?!.exe has installed.

→”Levi, you’re amazing and I love you, but I swear to God if you don’t sto-”

→”WOAHHHHH!”

→”Me?! Amazing?! M-MC, you can’t j-just say t-that when I-I’m playing!” 

→MC took their arms away, before they were snatched again and put on his face. 

→"I didn’t t-tell you to stop!” Lowering his gaze and his blushing face, he mumbled, “P-Please continue...” 

→Levi might have lost at League of Legends, but he won at cuddles. 

SATAN

→It was a cozy afternoon in Satan’s room, where both him and MC were indulged in their novels. 

→The room was completely silent, aside form the occasional flipping of the pages. 

→But MC got bored. 

→They tossed the book to the side and looked up at the ceiling and then Satan. 

→Doki doki.exe has installed. 

→He looked so peaceful as his eyes scanned the words in the thick book he was holding, MC couldn’t help but feel awe. 

→Without thinking much, they went close to him and cupped his cheeks right when he was reading. 

→No one has ever regretted a decision they’ve made faster than MC. 

→But instead of leaving an apologising when they saw the slight irritation on his face, they said, “I love you, Satan. How can you be so amazing when you’re just reading silently?” 

→If Belphie didn’t manage to kill them before, Satan would go for it. 

→But instead of bursting in a fit of anger, the blond demon closed his book. 

→Flashing a smile, he said, “Thank you, kitten.” 

→MC didn’t know how that happened, but they ended up tangling themselves with him and cuddling on his small sofa, reading their books respectfully in comfortable silence. 

→The only noise was the flipping of the pages and occasional words of affection. 

ASMODEUS

→MC and Asmo where in his room, having their usual self-care session. 

→This week, they were trying out new nail polishes and body creams. 

→Asmo was so excited when he started painting MC’s fingers, talking trash about whoever had pissed him off that day. 

→Even when he was finished, leaving MC’s nails to dry, he kept talking about how foul that demon was. 

→”And he had such a sour attitude for such a little pest. Like, honey, no, take off these crocs first and then we’ll talk-” 

→Before he could finish his statement properly, MC cupped his face, minding their nails. 

→”Asmo, how can you be so graceful when talking trash? It’s amazing.” 

→Without missing a beat, he replied. “Aw, thanks, dear!”

→”I love you so much.”

→”I love me, too.” 

→MC started pouting and whining, before he chuckled and reassured them. 

→”Just kidding~ I love you too. Now take your hands away! The nail polish might get messed up, and that’s a no-no!”

BEELZEBUB

→Beel was casually eating, shoving enormous amounts of food inside his mouth. 

→MC was chilling next to him, occasionally talking to him while they checked their D.D.D.

→Beel eating wasn’t a rare sight for anyone.

→However, they couldn’t help but feel happy seeing him being so happy eating food. 

→The way his eyes gleamed was just so wholesome. 

→Once he was done stuffing his face, they took their hands and put them on his cheeks. 

→”Oh?”

→”Beel, you’re legitimately so amazing and perfect. Ugh, I love you.”

→He smiled a wholesome smile that could melt people’s hearts. 

→”Thank you.” 

→He wrapped his large arms around MC, burrying them in a casual bear hug and spinning them around a bit. 

BELPHEGOR

→Tired boy.exe has been installed. 

→MC was sitting with Belphie on his bed, softly lying in each other’s arms. 

→Which was more like Belphie using MC as a body pillow. 

→Not that they minded. Who would? 

→MC was talking about their day as Belphegor nodded and hummed occasionally. 

→Poor boy was trying so hard not to seem rude just this once. 

→Something that didn’t go unnoticed by MC. 

→When he was this close to dozing off, they gently held his face between their palms. 

→”Thank you for listening, Belphie. You’re so amazing. That’s it. Love you.”

→A small smile grazed his lips. 

→”No problem... Now... can I sleep?”

→They nodded and wrapped their arms around his sleepy frame, before they both fell asleep wrapped up between each other’s arms. 

SIMEON

→MC was hanging out with the angel boyo at the Purgatory Hall. 

→I mean, everyone needs a break from these chaotic demons. 

→Thank God Simeon has MC’s back. 

→God bless. 

→He had made some tea for them to drink. 

→And then he talked a bit about his day at R.A.D., the new stuff he’d learnt and all sorts of things. 

→MC couldn’t help but admire the angel that was sitting in front of her. 

→He looked so graceful. 

→Setting their tea cup down, MC got up and cupped the angel’s cheeks. 

→”Simeon, you’re so beautiful, graceful and just... amazing. I love you so freaking much.”

→Simeon let out a hearty chuckle and smiled. 

→”Thank you, MC.” 

→He got up and gave them a hug. Once he sat down again, he patted the seat next to him, where MC went and sat down, leaning their head on his shoulder. 

[vangoghmusings]

Hi! Can I request a todoroki x fem! reader x bakugou where the two guys both like reader, but she’s super oblivious! of course bakugou is mad at Todoroki and wants him to back off but todoroki is just calm and gentlemanly towards reader. Lots of competitiveness (and maybe ft. endeavor’s credit card LOL) and class 1-a thinks the love triangle is hilarious! Thank you so much!

a/n: hello!! i love this request oh my god,, and thanks again for being so patient 💓 sorry if it’s a little long, i just missed writing!!

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When Shoto asked you to hang out, it came to you as a surprise. The stoic boy always seemed so focused on school. You complied and said yes, it could be fun to leave the dorms at walk around the city.

“Oi, Y/N-chan!”

You whipped your head around to see your class mate Katsuki, hands crossed over his chest and a slight scowl.

“Yes Kacchan?”

He rolled his eyes at the stolen nickname and slung his book bag over his shoulder, walking to you. You had dismissed from your last class of the day and were packing up.

“Let’s hang out sometime.”

You chuckled and grabbed your bag before facing him. He wasn’t one to give out such offers and be so forward.

“Is this a joke?”

You walked past him and into the hall, a growl emitting from his chest as he followed behind you.

“No dumb ass, I actually want to take you-“

Your phone buzzed and you held your finger up to the blond’s face, telling him to be quiet, he returned the action with a glare.

Your screen displayed that Shoto was calling you so you quickly unlocked it to answer.

“Todoroki-kun! To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Hello Y/N-Chan, I just wanted to make sure we’re still on for the movie and dinner tonight.”

“Yes!” You chirped, ignoring how close Katsuki was to you, leaning down to try and eavesdrop on the conversation. “Who else is coming with us?”

There was a pause on Shoto’s end.

“J-Just us.”

“Oh okay! Sounds good, we agreed on 7 o’clock right?”

“Yes.”

“Okie dokie! I’ll meet you in the common area then! Later Sho-kun!”

You hung up and turned to Katsuki, tucking your phone into the waist band of your uniform.

“Sorry about that! Todoroki-kun wanted to make sure we were still on for tonight.”

Katsuki furrowed his brows and looked down at you.

“What do you mean.”

You laughed softly and pushed his side playfully.

“Exactly what you think it means. We’re just hanging out.”

Katsuki’s eye twitched and he let out an annoyed ‘tch’. You sighed and stepped in front of him. “Don’t get all mad at me for hanging out with him just because you don’t like him. I’m allowed to have more than one friend.”

“Friends,” He mumbled and shoved his hands into his pockets. “What are you and icy-hot doing anyway?” He asked with slight disdain in his voice.

“Just dinner and a movie,” You chirped, turning the corner to the dorm halls.

Katsuki stopped in his tracks and stared at you.

“What?” He growled. You rolled your eyes at his dramatics and kept walking.

“Dinner and a movie Kacchan, jeez have you ever hung out with a friend before?”

“That doesn’t sound like hanging out to me,” He grumbles. You raised a brow at him.

“Then what does it sound like?”

Before he could answer, a cheery Tsu hopped your way.

“Tsu-chan!” You beamed at your best friend.

“Y/N-chan!” She replied smiling up at you. “Want to go study for the quiz in Hero Law?”

You sweat dropped and nodded.

“Oh crap I totally forgot! Yes, thanks for reminding me!” You turned to Katsuki and have him a wave before heading off with Tsu to study.

“Bakugo-kun looked upset, is he okay?” She asked, peering up from under her bangs. You shrugged and entered her room after she opened the door, hopping on her incredibly comfy, hibernation perfect bed.

“I don’t know, he seemed a little ticked off to know I’m hanging out with Sho-kun tonight.”

Tsu nodded and sat on the floor in front of you.

“What are you guys doing?”

“Dinner and a movie.”

Tsu blinked and stared at you. She was quite surprised that Shoto had actually made a move after all this time. It wasn’t a secret to the class that Shoto had a thing for you. And it was also painfully obvious that Katsuki did too.

“That’s a date Y/N-chan.”

You snorted and rolled your eyes, “Yeah right, if it was a date then he would’ve said so.”

Tsu shook her head and sighed in response. Your obliviousness was too much to bare at times. It was clear who they felt about you. The two boys were quite competitive with each other to begin with, but this was a whole different ball game.

Shoto would prepare your bento-box lunch in the morning, always having it ready before you could even complain that he made you lunch again. Katsuki would offer to train with you, offering you combat advice, but it usually ended with the two of you laughing and drinking chocolate milk in recovery. Those were the subtle moments, other actions, not so much. You viewed it as simple competition between rivals, but the class new better. Those boys were head over heels for you and desperate for your attention. The day you fell asleep in class, Shoto swiped your notebook and wrote all of your missing notes for you before you could wake up. Because of this, Katsuki offered to help you study. But you had already agreed to study with Tsu and Momo. Shoto has won that round.

The day you forgot your umbrella for the field trip and Katsuki gave you his hoodie was a major win against Shoto.

To you it was just your class mates being kind, but your obliviousness has begun to be a running joke to your other peers. Kirishima always seemed to be teasing Katsuki about something and Deku was always throwing Shoto thumbs ups across the class room. You saw cute friendships, they saw hypemen and wingmen.

Once you finished studying and thanked Tsu for her help, you changed your clothes and slipped on your shoes to meet Shoto in the common area. He said it was a nice restaurant and your stomach growled at the idea of expertly made soba. You looked in the mirror at your dress and adjusted the laces of your sneakers before grabbing your purse and walking out.

“Sho-kun!” You chirped at the duo-toned haired boy as you walked towards him. He wore slacks and a sweater, a turtleneck peeking underneath. He cheeks grew red at the sight of you. It was rare for you dress in more than just leggings and a t-shirt when you out of your uniform.

“Y/N-Chan,” he sighed almost dreamily. You smiled at him brightly.

There were a few other students in the common area at this time. Kirishima, Kaminari, Sero, Deku and Katsuki were seated at the coffee table playing a card game. Yet it seemed to come to a pause when you walked in the room. Deku and Kirishima looked at each other with a worried expression. Sero and Denki beamed in anticipation for the drama that was about to unfold. And Katsuki was already up on his feet and headed towards you.

Shoto blinked out of his daze and looked at the angry blond charging towards him. You turned to see what he was looking at, only to be faced with a fuming Katsuki.

“Oh Kacchan, are you winning the card game?” You smiled kindly.

“No!” Kaminari snickered.

You giggled as Katsuki turned around to shout profanities at the yellow haired boy. He huffed and looked back at you. Shoto standing behind watching the interaction with narrowed eyes.

Katsuki’s eyes were contemplative and anxious, and his words explained why.

“You look really pretty.”

You blinked, heat rising to your face.

“O-oh thank you Kacchan,” you smiled at the unexpected compliment.

“Did you tell her she looks pretty?” Katsuki snarled, glaring at Shoto.

“Well I was going to-“

“Your don’t have to Sho-kun,” you said, uncomfortable from the situation unfolding infront of you. Shoto stepped past you and towards Katsuki.

“Well,it’s obvious why she looks so pretty. She’s going out with me tonight.” A slight smirk crept on Shoto’s lips as Kaminari and Sero let out an “ooooooo”.

“Shut up you half and half piece of-“

“OKAY!” You laughed nervously and stepped in between the two boys. They looked like they were steaming enough to cause the smoke alarms to go off. You pressed your hands against their chests and pushed distance between them.

“Both of you thats enough. I get it, I don’t look like the usual photo I do when I wear my sweats, but there’s no need to get all riled up.”

The boys with the card game sighed, your obliviousness taking hold once again. You pulled your hands away and looked up at Shoto.

“Ready to go? I don’t want to be late for the movie.”

He removed his glare and his face was filled with newfound softness. He nodded and gently took your hand in his. The unexpected gesture caused you to giggle at Shoto’s chivalry but it nearly made Katsuki blow the boy up to ash.

You waved at your friends and walked out with Shoto, swinging your hands and asking if they could order an appetizer at the restaurant. Which he replied to with an of course because Endeavor’s credit card was tucked happily inside of his wallet.

Katsuki glared as he watched the two of you walk out from the window. He growled, his gaze never ending. He was filled with rage and envy as he watched you jump excitedly and laugh.

“I’m going to ask Y/N-chan out for real and then I’m going to kill that icy-hot bastard.”

[botwstoriesandsuch]

Oblivious Actions Part 2 of 2

Revali x Reader

5827 words (hey you asked for a big boi so)

Part 1

Thank you for your patience! I really love how this turned out, even though I suck at endings. Critiques and any typo finds are appreciated if I missed anything. Anyway, enjoy!

Music filled the air, the stable was lively, and full of chatter. Understandable, considering it wasn’t everyday the Champions would grace the common folk with their presence. Many travelers were already making their way up the bridges to Rito Village, in anticipation for the Champion celebratory party set for that night. Around Rito Stable, workers had begun lighting up amber lanterns, in preparation for the sun setting in a few hours. A few Hylians were walking about. One Sheikah was playing his instrument by the campfire, humming a familiar tune, while others watched and danced along. Rito and Hylian children zigzagged between the large, wooden crates, painted with the Hyrulean crest. A worker with a maroon tunic was stirring a large pot of stew, its savoury aroma filling every part of the woods. The winds rustled through the dancing trees, creating its own, cutting melody. However, the chill was not felt from within. 

Inside, the curtains by the stable entrance were half drawn, people lounged around tables, talking and eating. Warm, yellow light illuminated the room, the lanterns occasionally flickering. Workers and guests clattered about. A few men in the corner were on their third pint of ale, while a few Rito women were giggling from across the room, staring at a particular Rito and Gerudo. 

He hadn’t bothered to wear his blue scarf, even though he adored it (and he would never say so out loud), he found that its emblem attracted much unwanted attention. Urbosa, on the other hand, had her sky blue skirt on, draped across the stool she was sitting on. It was the figure of a Gerudo so far into the Tabantha Region, combined with her Champion status that attracted attention. So in essence, it was her that negated any efforts Revali made to stay away from the crowds. He leaned back in his seat, staring at the ceiling restlessly, waiting for her to be finished with the last of the lingering fans.

With a flick of her wrist, Urbosa finished writing her name across the piece of parchment. The black ink at the tip of the quill soaked into the paper, leaving Urbosa’s cursive name in large letters. A thin and lanky Hylian man took it excitedly.

“T-thank you, Chief Lady Urbosa ma’am! Really! Truly! This means a lot, I’m going to— I mean… my kids are gonna love this.”

The Gerudo gave him a kind look and tilted her head, her emerald eyes gleamed. There was not a sliver of annoyance or mocking on her face. “It’s not a problem at all, sir. I find it encouraging whenever people come up to greet and support us. Don’t you think, Revali?”

Although the blank, wooden image of the ceiling was very entertaining, Rito pried his gaze away and narrowed his eyes at the two of them. The man was rocking back and forth on his heels, hugging two pieces of paper to his chest. One, already autographed with Urbosa’s loopy handwriting. The other, blank and waiting. His posture was jittery and nervous. The Hylian was switching his gaze between the Rito and the quill on the table. 

Ugh.

“Why yes, Champion Urbosa. It’s always nice to meet the adoring fans.” Revali enunciated the end of the sentence carefully. He continued with a regal tone. “Especially, since we’ve wasted the last hour of our free time watching you write the same word over and over. Theoretically speaking, we have greatly supported the ink business with our presence alone.” He leaned forward, speaking directly to the Hylian. “However, I think we’ve taken enough of this gentleman’s time, so why don’t we send him on his way. After all, I’m sure there are more actually important matters that we all need to attend too.” He flicked his wing in a motion towards the stable exit. 

A beat of silence. Then, the Hylian started to sputter, his cheeks reddening. “O-Oh... oh-oh yes, yes! Of course! I’ll just…” he took a shaky step back, “...be on, my, way, then. Thank you very much for your time!” He shuffled outside, nearly tripping on the step out the exit. 

Letting out a huff of air, the Gerudo Chief muttered under her breath. “Ink business...hilarious as always, Revali.” He let a smirk cross over his feathered face, “Yes, I already knew that, thank you.”

Revali turned his gaze back towards the ceiling, finding comfort in the fact that all the pestering fans were gone. Urbosa rolled her eyes. “Would it kill you to be nice? Or at the very least, polite?” He scoffed. 

“I don’t think having to endure lines of mindless devotees is part of our job description. Last I checked, I was chosen for my masterful skill set and bond with Medoh, not my penmanship.”  

She gave a tired sigh. “We both know that’s not the point, it’s about inspiration and giving people hope.”

“If people are so eager to have my name on a piece of paper,” he picked up the quill the Hylian had accidentally left on their table, “they can write it out themselves. By this point most people have the ability to spell, correct?”

The two continued their idle banter for a bit. The conversation at this point was mostly out of a lack of other things to do, as no food or drink had arrived yet. Then, another Hylian approached their table, cheerfully.

“Excuse me, Champions, I have—”

“OH for the love of Hylia!” the Rito interrupted, “I’m afraid I’m not in the mood to deal with whatever requests you have for me.” He held his head towards the ceiling, exasperated. 

“So pardon my bluntness, but why don’t you—”

“Revali,” Urbosa interjected.

He looked back towards her, a sarcastic response already at the tip of his beak. That was when he caught a glance at the Hylian woman in question.

She was holding up a wooden tray, dark and stained. A large pitcher sat on top of it, and she balanced two cups on either end. Her leather cap sat lopsided on her yellow hair. The symbol of a horse etched onto the fabric of their hat and tunic. The look on her face was that of confusion.

“Oh.”

The stable worker cleared her throat with a forced cough. “Um, you ordered the apple cider, right Champion Revali?” She set the cups down without waiting for a response. The Rito fixed his eyes on his drink, mumbling. “Yes, thank you Lucile.” At least, that’s what he thought her name was. He couldn’t bother to remember all of [Name]’s friends. The bronze colored liquid swirled in his cup.

Attempting to lighten the mood, Urbosa quipped in. “It wouldn’t be very responsible of me to let him get drunk, lest he become even more dramatic than usual.” She exchanged a quiet laugh with the waiter. Revali clicked his tongue. “I am in no need of your motherly supervision, Urbosa. Besides,” he laid his wing across his chest, theatrically, “I’m sure I can handle my drink much better than anyone here ever could.” At that, Urbosa gave a wink towards the waiter, whispering something about ego.

After pouring their drinks, the Hylian that was probably named Lucile put the pitcher back on the tray. “Alright, well, call for a refill when you want it. And don’t worry about the price or anything. [Name] said to put the rupees on their tab.” 

At the mention of their name, Revali perked up. “Wait, Lucile, I noticed I haven’t seen [Name] around yet. Are they…?” he let his voice trail off. It’s not like he cared that much, he was just curious. He hadn’t seen them all day. It’s not like he was looking forward to their interactions or anything. Yeah, curious, that was the word.

“If you’re referring to your little get together later, they’re still on for that.” Lucile gave a warm and knowing smile. “The place is busier than usual, thanks to you guys. So it’s ‘all hands on deck’ if ya know what I mean.”  She gave a quick nod outside, where a savoury aroma was starting to swirl its way inside. “They’re making your on the house dinner right now, so just wait a little bit longer.” Lucile tucked her blonde hair behind her ears, and picked up the tray. “Okie dokie, then. I’ll be seeing you.” 

The Rito allowed himself to look outside. The view was partly obstructed by the purpleish curtains on either side, but the unmistakable glow of embers and flickering firelight could be seen. Craning his head forward a bit, he caught a glimpse of a coffee colored boot in front of a cooking pot, tapping along with the music. Huh, only one stable worker he knew would still be dancing along to the music despite working all day. Revali thought back to that time when [Name] would force him to sing along with the sparrows, just to annoy him. Or how he would invite them to Warblers nest to listen to the Rito kids chirp their tunes. I wonder how they’re doing, have they been working all day? Have they taken a break yet? I know I’ve been caught up with Champion duties, but maybe tonight—

“Wandering eyes kill, little Rito.”

Snapping back into reality, Revali quickly blinked and turned to face Urbosa. There was a calm and almost pitiful tone in her voice that he wasn’t exactly thrilled to be at the end of.

“Ah, my apologies. I should have asked for your permission to use my sense of vision.”

Unbothered by his comment, she kept the smirk on her face. “You know, I’ve never seen you laugh so easily until the other day.” He let out a loud scoff. What was that supposed to mean? Am I not allowed to express emotion on duty? Perhaps I should don the same stupid expression as that little knight.

“Well, perhaps that’s because everyone else in the group is boring.”

Urbosa leaned forward in her seat, letting her elbows rest on the table. “Let down the act, Revali. Everyone can see the big picture but you.”

“What are we even talking about?”

“[Name]”

“Uh-huh. Right, I think it would save us both time if you bothered to be specific in what you mean.” He lifted his wings in fake surrender. “What about them? You insulted by their choice in flower crowns? ”

Putting his wings down, he went for his drink. Taking up the cup of cider, Revali lifted it towards his face, using it as an excuse to not continue further into the conversation Urbosa so clearly wanted to have. Urbosa let out a huff of air. “Look, I’m just trying to compliment you two. You really are a cute couple.”

Instinctively turning to the side, Revali spat out his drink wildly. His coughing fit caused the surrounding conversations in the stable to trickle into curious whispers. A few other Rito in the back were giggling. Thankfully, he hadn’t sprayed anyone as no one was in range. He wiped down the front of his clothes and part of the table with his wing. He cleared his throat and half stood up, addressing the people that were looking at him quizzically. Revali’s voice raised in pitch and his speech quickened.

“AHEM! Wow, that was absolutely appalling and disgusting. I can’t believe the staff would be so careless as to let a dragonfly swirl around in my cup! I WILL be sure to speak with someone later concerning the cleanliness and hygienic practices of this place. So...yeah…” he let his voice echo in the room for a few more moments before sitting back down completely. Urbosa’s hands were folded as if in prayer, but her fingertips were pushed in front of her lips, as if to keep from laughing.

“Great save.”

“Shut up, will you? What in the hells did you just say? Couple? I think you’re clearly misreading things.”

She let out a short laugh. “Well, the fact that you reacted so enthusiastically says otherwise.”  

“Wha—what…?” He shook his head quickly. “Urbosa, whatever you think you saw the other day isn’t what you think. [Name] and I are very obviously not dating, or seeing each other, or whatever your proper terminology is.”

“You both are very obviously into each other. You always hang out, you have cute banter. You’re dating, no?”

“NO!” He quickly shushed her comment, lowering his own voice and glancing around to see if anyone else was listening in. “The answer is NO because I don’t even like them that much. They’re very stupid, and unattractive, not to mention a Hylian. They’re an acquaintance at most. Maybe a friend.” He propped his own wing on the table and rested his beak on it. “Or close friend. A confidant...or—agh! Point is we’re not whatever you think we are!”

Urbosa let out a huff of air, letting her shoulders slump. “For a Rito, you are quite blind.”

He went for his cup again, fiddling with the chipped white paint that decorated the side. Revali didn’t bother to look up at Urbosa, for fear of unconsciously communicating something with his eyes. “Fine, then. Please, enlighten me into what I am so blind to.”

She furrowed her brows in confusion. Was he seriously not getting it? “You and [Name] seem to talk and visit each other all the time, considering you even know the staff here. You both have known each other since childhood, no doubt you’ve formed a bond. Both of you were so incredibly flustered just being in each other’s presence yesterday. Also,” she held up her head to imitate Revali’s posture, “You look pretty too!’ Does that comment ring any bells? Come on, Revali. And this is only the stuff I’ve seen in one day.” 

Shocked and speechless, Revali let the silence between them settle for a bit. He considered her argument, thinking over what to say next. “OK fine, I tolerate them. Sure. That doesn’t mean it happens both ways…”

The Gerudo Chief looked as if Revali had just told her that the current King of Hyrule was five stacked cuccos. “They practically invited you for a date earlier.”

“But, we do that all the time.”

“You do!?” it was Urbosa’s turn to be shocked.

“Wait,” Revali narrowed his eyes, wheels turned in his head. Did that time he invited [Name] to watch his archery practice count? Or when [Name] had baked him a fish pie when he came to visit them even though they were sick? Wait, wait, no. Friends do that all the time, that’s absurd. Yet, he couldn’t ignore the incessant fluttering in his stomach whenever he thought about braiding their hair...or laughing beside them...or— ah! What did it all mean? He scrunched his face in confusion, lowering his voice to a whisper, “Have we already...what does...are we dating?”

Urbosa held the bridge of her nose with her fingers, sighing. “Everyone with eyes can see it. You are.”

Revali practically squaked. “WE’VE BEEN DATING?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, you’re... dating Urbosa?”

Both Revali and Urbosa whipped around in unison to face [Name], who was standing behind them holding two hot bowls of spicy meat stew. 

Spirits bless his quivering soul, [Name] was here. There were still droplets of cider on his clothes, his braids were probably all frizzled from the trip down here. Was what he was wearing too formal? Too casual? Maybe he should have worn something more colorful. Hold on, was [Name] wearing their hair differently? When did they start wearing that yellow ribbon? It looked nice...should he say something? What was that new leather pouch on their belt, did someone give them that? Why all these changes? Are they seeing someone? Well it would be fine if they were...considering they were just friends. Right, they were friends— Wait a moment, did they just ask if he was dating Urbosa??

The Gerudo Champion, ever quick to regain her composure, was the first to respond. “Unfortunately, no. I’m afraid I’m a bit out of the Rito Champions league. We were talking about something else.”

The slight tension in [Name]’s shoulders relaxed, just barely noticeable. They chuckled, setting down the stews. “Ah-ha, well that’s good. Hylia knows Revali’s much more trouble than he’s worth.”

The Rito in question, who had still been sputtering over the several revelations he had come across over the last few minutes, finally regained the ability to formulate words. “...What? Hey! I’m right here!”

“Oh, sorry about that!” [Name] leaned down to face him, “I didn’t see you there. When you’re sitting down, you’re even shorter than usual! ” To further add to their quip, [Name] booped the tip of his beak with the end of a spoon. The feathers on his neck poofed up from embarrassment, though probably no one but him noticed. After placing napkins and silverware on the table, [Name] gave a deep, exaggerated bow. Their leather pouch hung out, half-open, revealing a few colorful hair ribbons. “Enjoy the meal, and thank you for staying with us, esteemed Champions,” their words were more of a tease towards Revali. “Just holler if you need anything, Revali! I’ll see you...later.” And with that, [Name] strode back outside, the brisk breeze fluttering the edges of their maroon tunic.

Revali’s thoughts were racing. Mainly centered around one word.

Whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy

Urbosa looked at Revali, a twinkle in her eye. “Truly, you are made for each other. They’re the only one I’ve seen with the ability to actually make you shut up.”

Ignoring her comment, the Rito continued to stare at [Name] as she bantered with the other guests and workers outside. Then, he exhaled quickly, muttering comments that would make any mother click their tongue. Attempting to alleviate the tension, Urbosa asked, “Can I ask you a question?”

Quickly rebuilding his walls, Revali let out the usual quip. “You just did, but you have my permission to ask a secondary one.”

“Do you believe they like you back?” 

He rolled his eyes. “Ugh, spare me your useless fledgling gossip and prattle. What are you going to do, exchange handwritten love letters between us? Unfold the schoolyard drama? Maybe later we can skip around in circles as we talk about our crushes before bedtime.” 

She rolled her eyes. It might as well be an exercise when around Revali. “How about you answer the question?”

He turned away, looking outside and watching the dancing trees and people. “[Name] and I have been friends for years. I think I’d know if we had mutual feelings.”

Taking a napkin and placing it on her lap. She focused on enjoying her meal. “Oh but you do. You’re both clearly head over heels for each other already. Considering you're already basically dating.”

Turning back to face her, he started sputtering. “Wait, wait. Let’s back up, shall we? If we’re, as you said, basically dating, does that mean they know this? Do...do they already consider me their significant other? Do they know we’re…” he lowered his voice again, gesturing at himself wildly, “...you know.”

Urbosa slurped her stew, but held Revali’s gaze. She enjoyed its warmth and savory smell for several, several, several long seconds, still looking Revali in the eye. He spread his wings, exasperated. “Your condescending stares aren’t improving the situation.” 

Finally, she finished her sip, giving a satisfied sigh. The spicy taste tingled in her mouth. “Mmm. Delicious. [Name]’s cute and a good cook. You have good taste.”

“Did you just make a pun?”

“Pfft, like you haven’t done that before?” Revali responded with a grimace. 

The Rito asked again, “Can you just please take this seriously and help me with all this? You should already be flattered that I’m even bothering to continue this conversation with you. I don’t just babble about [Name] with anyone. So just...tsk...I don’t know, grace me with whatever wisdom you have.”

Urbosa raised an eyebrow, “Oh? Why should I? I’m not your mother or anything…” She flipped her velvet hair and looked away dramatically. Seems the Rito’s personality rubbed off on her.

Revali rolled his eyes, “Are you really going to make me—”

“Yes.” she said bluntly.

“Well, I’m not—”

“Hm?” 

“I said—”

“What?”

“Can you—”

“Yes?”

Revali sat there, eyes narrowed. Seems there was only one way he was gonna get her to talk. Urbosa gave a hearty laugh, her chocolate smooth voice echoing through the room. She kept her eyebrows raised, looking at him expectantly. After letting out another sigh, the Rito grumbled, barely opening his beak. “Can you please help me with all this...” Urbosa cupped a hand around her ear, a smirk plaster on her face. Revali quickened his speech. “...ugh you’re insufferable...considering you are the closest thing to a parental figure in my life and you’re more of an expert in this than I am, please tell me what in the hells I should do about [Name]—THERE! Happy?”

She started chuckling again, laughter must come easy for her. Shooting him a wink, Urbosa mused, “I think that’s satisfactory. Was that so hard?”

“Very.”

She snorted. Leaning back in her seat, she jeered him further. “Alright, maybe I won’t let you crash and burn this cute relationship of yours, considering it’s my responsibility to look out for all the little children in my life.” Revali scoffed.

Before he had the chance to nag her further, Urbosa continued. “So, Revali, from my own expert deductions on your whole,” she moved her spoon towards him in a circular motion, “situation, I’ve concluded that you’re both idiots.” He grumbled and shot daggers at her.

“Thank you. Very helpful.”

“You’re welcome. Now,” she set down her spoon, “Listen close and listen well, Revali. You’re both in the same boat here. [Name] didn’t react that badly at the prospect of you going out with me. However, their eyes immediately lit up when I clarified that you were not, infact, taken.  

“This means that they also don’t realize the obvious fact that you’re dating each other. Yet, they reacted with a hint of jealousy, so there’s no question they’ve got it for you.” Revali shifted in his seat, but allowed her to resume.

“They were completely oblivious to Daruk’s earlier comment about you being cute together. Yet, they’ve continuously made moves that suggest they really like you. Did you see their face when you put your wing around them yesterday?” She sighed. “ Who knows what other signs you’ve both been oblivious to all your lives.” Finally, she leaned forward and pointed a finger at Revali.

“You’re both too lovestruck to see how lovestruck your loves are for you.” Then, she went for her drink, sipping it slowly.

Taking her silence as a cue to speak, he asked softly. “Alright, so what do I do?”

“I don’t know,” was all that came from behind the cup.

He practically squaked again. “What? But? You just? Why—”

She held up a finger to shush him. “The best I can say is that you should probably openly confess so there’s not anymore confusion between you two fools. How, where, and when? Well that’s entirely up to you. Maybe at the party tonight you can whip up something.”

The likelihood of someone like [Name] showing up to a party filled with stuffy nobles, pestering fans, and overall loud people seemed slim. From experience, Revali probably thought [Name] would spend the night in the woods or something, searching for wildflowers. “I can assure you that’s not going to happen.”

Urbosa gave a final shrug. “Well then, good luck.” She went back to eating the rest of her meal.

Revali cast his eyes to the floor, deep in thought. What was he gonna do? 

Several minutes passed, and Urbosa basked in the rare occurance of the Rito Champion's silence. Thoughts and anxieties swarmed his head like bees to a courser honey comb. Then, the wind swept past the curtains and through the stable entrance, fluttering something under Revali’s foot. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a feather. It was a familiar deep blue, bordering on indigo, the edges were stroked with white. The color and hue was unmistakable.

Losing one or two happened everyday, sure, but what was peculiar was that this particular feather was that it seemed to be from a fledgling. The white marks faded to grey slightly, indicating the not yet fully formed colors of a young Rito hatchling. 

Tsk. I’ll admit I have youthful looks, but I’m not that young.  

Picking it up off the floor, he studied the stiff end of the feather, he was surprised to find it was decorated. A yellow ribbon was wrapped around its end. At one point, it was a brighter, daffodil like color, but now it had faded with time to a more pastel shade. The color matched well.

Why on earth does someone have my—

Suddenly, Revali stood up, almost flipping the table. “Hey!” Urbosa held the table steady. “Revali? Are you alright?”

Earlier, they were wearing a new leather pouch. It was half open, there were trinkets...ribbons inside.

“Revaaaaaaali?”

When they were joking around, they fake bowed. Did this...did this fall out?

“Are you alright? Where’d you get that feather? Is it yours?”

[Name] kept this? After all this time? That idiot, don’t they know about Rito custom by now? Someone might get the wrong idea.

Or the right idea...GAH! Whywhywhywhywhy—

Breaking his eyes away from the feather, he pushed in his seat and started to leave. “Well, you’ve had your free meal, hope your food was good Urbosa. Now I have to go.” Revali started shuffling out towards the exit, hastily shoving the little feather into his own pocket. “I’ll meet up with you at that idiotic party later. Right now I need to be somewhere.” 

Urbosa started to chuckle. “So, heading out early to your date?” Nearly outside, The Rito abruptly stopped and turned to face her. Her eyebrows were raised in suspicion. “And Urbosa, if you tell anyone at all, and I mean even the slightest whisper in the breeze, about our conversation, I have a bomb arrow nocked and ready for you.” He gave her a death stare, but she just laughed.  

Her chocolatey voice resonated through the air once more, laughter must truly come easy for her. After shooting him a wink, she smiled.

“Good luck, little Rito.”

- - - - - 

Ironic, that the Champion of the sky would frequent the area of his first failure. But, the woods had their own calm and beautiful atmosphere, made all the more pleasant when he and [Name] would hang out here through their childhood. Revali knew these trees all too well, from when he first crashed into them as a child to when he practiced his archery in the time before the Flight Range was built.

Walking along the dirt path, he spotted them up ahead. Their secret spot wasn’t that secluded, it was by a small grassy clearing within the forest. Tall pine trees swayed in the wind, the setting sunlight was cut apart by the shifting shadows. The rose, orange, and yellow light coated the sky and shimmered through the branches. The bushes during this time of year held small buds, some had already bloomed into more colorful yellow flowers, although most were still a young green. Kneeling on the ground [Name] was shuffling through a leather pouch, spilling the contents on the ground and searching for something among the mess. A few hair ribbons, a spare quill, a comb, empty elixir bottles, and other junk cluttered the forest floor. Sensing a presence behind them, [Name] spun around to find Revali, standing there with his wings folded behind his back. 

“I don’t suppose all that is to help the fertility of the forest?”

[Name] rubbed the back of their neck, brushing aside their hair, embarrassed. “No, I was just...organizing my things.” Trying to move the conversation away from that, they asked, “So, how’ve you been, Master Revali?” 

The Rito brushed his wings against the pocket on his side, where a certain item was tucked away. Tilting his head, he innocently asked, “Are you sure you weren't looking for something just now? We both know you have a habit of being terribly irresponsible.”

[Name] started to formulate an excuse at the tip of their tongue, but one glance at Revali’s expression told them it would be useless. “Alright, fine. Yeah, I lost something, but I’ll find it later. We don’t need to worry about it right now. Why don’t—”

“What did you lose?” He didn’t mean to come off so blunt, but he needed to know. He wanted to be sure. He needed to remove any doubts from his mind. [Name] gave a hasty shrug.

“Uh, just an old trinket. It’s nothing, really. It’s just this dumb thing I had as a kid—”

“So what is it?”

“Nothing! OK? You don’t need to push it, there’s no need to concern yourself with it…” their voice trailed off.

“Was it blue?”

Both their hearts stopped. [Name] suddenly looked up into Revali’s eyes. The looks they both gave each other confirmed their wordless questions. Letting the silence fall a bit longer, [Name] finally dared to whisper.

“How did you...?”

He reached for his pocket. He meant to do this confidently, to swoop in and present it with flair. Perhaps say a quip like “Aha! Of course you kept this. My feathers are of the most dazzling color and quality after all!” Yet, no words escaped his beak. He held out his feather, the pale yellow ribbon hung lazily in the wind. He held it out in front of him, his usual confidence left him. No need to get my hopes up early, just please tell me, if it’s true.

The feather stood between them, shifting back old memories. The sounds were only that of the forest. Crickets softly chirped, and the wind danced through the trees. The sunset trickled through the leaves. Revali let out a cough.

“Ah, well....I believe you left this at our table.” 

Neither of them made a move. [Name] was just standing there, bewildered, their gaze constantly shifting between Revali and the feather. They rubbed their boot on the ground awkwardly, unsure of what to say. Finally, the Rito started to speak again.

“Did you know—”

“Yeah,” they said. “Yes...I’ve known about the whole Rito culture thing since when we were kids. You exchange feathers to show that a piece of you is bound to that person for eternity. Then you can, like, braid it into their hair or something? You only do it with your soulmate, or significant other, or whatever the proper terminology is.” Memories started to stir in the back of Revali’s mind, but they continued, waving their hands in front of them in surrender. “I mean, when I first asked you for it, I had no idea about the custom. I just thought it looked nice,” they rubbed the back of their neck, their cheeks rosening. “When I got back to the stable, some elderly guy told me about it. But I didn’t have the heart to throw it away or anything. I just kept it under the floorboards so no one would find it. 

“Ah, but tonight there were so many people, plus the Champions… I thought it would be safer on me.” They gestured to Revali, “And, of course, I was wrong, haha….” They let their shoulders slump. “Goddess above, I’m sorry, this is so weird huh. I didn't want to tell you in case you...took it back. I probably should have, I don’t have the right to keep something that should be sentimental...but…”

Their voice trailed off. Revali continued to say nothing. Taking this as a cue to say something more, [Name] added, “I’m sorry, obviously when we were kids you didn’t mean anything that way. I should have told you sooner.” 

His heart was racing. Well, both of their hearts were. Taking in their words, Revali could feel his stomach start to flutter, the winds played with the end of his braids. Still holding the feather in front of him, he extended it towards them shakily. “Well, take it. It’s yours.”

They looked up from the ground in shock. “R-Revali! Don’t feel obligated to do anything just because I—”

“And there’s a comb among the junk you’ve littered on the forest floor, correct?”

They took a step back. “Wait, wait. Does this mean you—”

He suddenly took their arm and twirled them around, facing them away from him. “Yes, now sit down already. I’m not gonna do this standing.”

His feathers were poofed out, from the mixed emotions of pride, embarrassment, and adoration. Plopping [Name] in the grass, he went over and picked out the wooden comb among their belongings. 

Seeing [Name] about to churn out more excuses and questions, he held up his wing to shush them. “Shut up will you? This is long overdue.” He sat down behind them, the grass prickling against his feet. Revali started to carefully undo the yellow ribbons in [Name]’s hair. Softly, they asked “So for you, how long? When we were kids? Teens?”

“A while,” he simply stated. “It just took me some time to really accept it I suppose.” Silence overtook them once more, though its atmosphere was much more pleasant and warm. Parting their hair into sections, Revali started to lighten the mood with a quip.

“Did you know we’ve already been dating over the last few years?”

“What?!”

“Yeah, you’re pretty much an idiot for not seeing it. I mean, all those times we’ve been in each others’ company. I don’t know how you’ve gone this long without realizing.”

They laughed. “Maybe the idiot Rito I’ve been hanging out with rubbed off on me.”

“Maybe.”

Finally, he placed the feather within their hair. After braiding it halfway, he twisted the yellow ribbon with it, and finished off the braid. The colors of his feather and the ribbon matched perfectly.

“Is it done?”

Before he could give an answer, [Name] brushed their hand against their hair. They both sat there, in the grass, for another eternity. Suddenly, [Name] turned around, and planted their lips on his beak. After releasing him, they stared into each other's eyes for a moment. “Heh, I’ve been waiting a long time to do that.” they mused. “What’s with the look? Should I enlighten you on the Hylian custom then?”

His feathers were now fluffed up mainly from embarrassment, but he regained his composure at their smile. “I’m quite aware of what a kiss is. It’s just that Rito have something better.”

Revali wrapped his wing around the back of their head, moving it gently towards his. Pressing their foreheads against each other, they both smiled, half flustered. His soft face tickled their skin, but they smiled for more reasons than that.

“This works too.”

“Of course, I’m an expert at this sort of thing.”

A beat, and then they both laughed. The sun was almost completely swallowed by the horizon . The Rito Champion was probably going to miss the party, but it didn’t matter. He was busy with more important matters, anyhow.

[generallynerdy]

Step By Step (Bucky Barnes X Roommate!Reader)

Summary: Step by step, Bucky Barnes was learning to put himself back together. Luckily, he’s not alone. He has Sam Wilson, a bastard cat, and you, of course.

Requested by nklnnd (AO3): Since requests are open again would it be too much to ask for an after endgame bucky/reader. Like bucky is trying to piece his life back together without Steve in a new world and his roommate/friend helps him. I don't know I just love the cute fluffy domestic moments. Ps: I adore your writing. Feel free to do whatever you want with the prompt, if you like it that is, I have complete faith in your abilities! :)

Key: (Y/N) - your name Warnings: the Snap, mentions of death, depression, depressive episodes, mentions of isolation, touches of trauma, recovery process but written badly Word Count: 1,469 (nice)

Note: i hope it’s domestic enough?? I played loose and fast with the ‘step by step’ theme i just really wanted to get this done LMAO

    Step One: Survive.

    Returning to Manhattan after defeating Thanos was more painful than it should’ve been. Days before, he was dead, so you think he would’ve been overjoyed. But in reality, he wished he was dead again.

    Loss weighed upon his shoulders heavier than it ever had. Steve Rogers, Captain America, was gone. His Steve, his best friend Steve.

    Bucky Barnes was alone.

    The Avengers knew this. They thought they could help him. So, they set him up in an apartment in Brooklyn with a roommate: you. They hoped you could take care of him, help him piece his life back together.

    But you weren’t sure what was left to put together. To be honest, it would probably be better for him to start anew. But he wasn’t ready for that either.

    “James?”

    You entered his room one quiet Saturday morning. You hadn’t seen him for a full 24 hours, which was worrying. Your concerns were confirmed when you discovered a pitch black room and the shuffling form of the Winter Soldier still in his bed.

    You sighed and spoke quietly, sure that his head was pounding. “Bad day?”

    He didn’t reply, but he didn’t have to.

    You’d only lived together for about two weeks, but he’d already had quite a few of these days. He would shut himself away from the world, from you especially, and wouldn’t come out for at least the rest of the day. Yesterday was a bad one, too. You hoped this wouldn’t become a regular occurance.

    You moved to sit on the edge of his bed. “Can I get you anything?”

    There was a pause before he shook his head just slightly. You bit your lip as you looked at him. You could leave him be, let him simmer until he felt better...or maybe there was a better way to do this.

    “Do you want company?” you asked hesitantly.

    Step Two: Don’t isolate.

    The pause was longer this time, but he finally nodded.

    You scooted up the bed so that you could rest your back against the wall and sit right next to him. Carefully, you pulled your knees up to your chest and pulled your phone out of your pocket, making sure that you weren’t touching him. He hummed gratefully before the two of you sank into silence.

    Step Three: Let others in.

    On a good day, you and Bucky would have breakfast together before you went to work. Mostly you talked about when you’d be home and how he was doing, then you’d leave.

    You weren’t entirely sure what he did all day without you there, but after a muttered movie reference, you realised he was watching Netflix religiously. Once you found out about that, you realised that you probably should get him something else so he wasn’t as painfully bored.

    “I’m home!” You called one day, entering the apartment.

    You found him on the couch with a show playing on the TV, which he paused as soon as you entered. “How’d your day go?” he asked quietly.

    “Meh, same old, same old,” you replied cheerily, flopping onto the couch beside him. “I got you something.”

    He furrowed his eyebrows and sat up, his gaze questioning. Before he had to ask, you held out a small, shiny card that had his name on the back of it and some unrecognisable logo on the front. He flipped it around to look at it, but still looked confused.

    “There’s this, um, library down the street,” you told him. “I figured TV is gonna get old sometime, so I got you a card for it.”

    His eyes widened and he nodded. “Thanks,” he finally said, almost wistfully.

    “Yeah, of course. Just let me know when you wanna go and I can show you the way there,” you said with a smile. “It’s a really nice, quiet place. I think you’ll like it, James.”

    “Bucky,” he corrected. “Only one that called me James was my mom.”

    You blinked dumbly a few times before nodding. “Bucky.”

    Step Four: Get into a routine.

    Bucky took to the library like a fish to water. He said he wasn’t much of a book guy, but he was clearly a liar because every time he went, he checked out more books than before. On weekends, the two of you would make it a group outing, but while you were at work if he found himself lacking reading material, he would make a quick trip. The lady at the front desk already knew both of your names after a few weeks and was one of the few people Bucky actually felt like talking to regularly.

    It was a massive relief, seeing as he hardly ever left the apartment otherwise.

    His bad days happened less and less often, but when they did happen he was content to curl up next to you in his bed as you read your own book silently. The first time he put his head in your lap, you nearly jumped out of your skin. The next few times, however, you got into the habit of running your fingers through his hair.

    Step Five: Find comfort in the little things.

    And then came Alpine.

    You woke up one blissful Saturday morning to find Bucky already awake and on the couch. You were about to say something about how much of an improvement that was, but then you spotted a puddle of white on his lap.

    It was a cat.

    “Uh…” You didn’t even know what to say.

    “He climbed in through my window and he won’t leave,” Bucky said instantly, his own eyes wide. “(Y/N), what do I do?”

    You were shocked silent. “I...don’t know.”

    “I’ve never had a cat, is this how you get a cat?” he whispered frantically.

    Apparently, it was. Bucky dubbed him Alpine and he became a permanent resident of the apartment. 

    He was a little bastard, but the both of you adored him. He usually slept in Bucky’s room, but he was always up and about when you woke up, purring as he invaded your personal space while you attempted to cook breakfast.

    A day wasn’t complete without someone shouting; “Alpine, NO--”

    Step Six: Reach out.

    Slowly but surely, Bucky was putting himself back together. Or maybe he was becoming someone else-- you didn’t know. But you liked Bucky as you knew him, as he was now.

    Through libraries and breakfasts, cats and Netflix, the two of you became inseparable. Bucky Barnes was quite possibly the best friend you’d ever had. You would never admit that to anyone who asked, though, as Bucky nearly died under even the slightest compliment. He was still figuring out positive reinforcement.

    He still struggled with Instagram and the news often gave him a headache, but his reintegration was going smoothly. In fact, he’d made a few more friends other than you and Alpine.

    “And then he fell on his face like an idiot--”

    The laughter from the living room made you smile as you reentered the room, carrying three specially made sandwiches.

    “Sorry we don’t have a decent dinner,” you muttered as you passed them to the boys.

    Sam Wilson, ever a sweetheart, just shook his head. “Hey, sandwiches are great. I wasn’t planning on any dinner, so…”

    “Sandwiches are perfect,” Bucky repeated.

    You sat down on the couch in between them, gently shoving Alpine aside when he tried to get a bite of your dinner. Sam snorted at the sight while Bucky rolled his eyes fondly.

    “Dibs on picking the show,” you said as you turned on the TV.

    “Rude,” Sam said, mocking offense. “Age before beauty, (Y/N)!”

    Bucky lifted his legs to rest on top of your lap. “In that case, I get to pick.”

    “Old man,” you teased, elbowing his side. “If you’re both gonna be so whiny about it, then we should make this a regular thing. New person picks every week.”

    “Deal,” Sam agreed instantly.

    Bucky grinned. “Only if it doesn’t mess with your work schedule.”

    You waved him off. “A little late night won’t kill me.”

    “Okie dokie,” he said, finally agreeing. You turned bright red when he leaned over to kiss your cheek. “You’re the best.”

    You desperately tried to ignore the way Sam waggled his eyebrows. Luckily, Bucky didn’t seem to see it. He snatched the remote from your hands, citing his age once more as Sam choked on his food when you smacked his chest.

    As Bucky put on some comedy, you snuggled deeper into the couch, smiling to yourself.

    One step at a time had worked wonders. He was taking bigger steps every day and, to be honest, so were you. Recovery was a slow process, but it was worth every moment just to see him smile.

    Step Seven: Realise you’re not alone.

Nova Tags: @hahaboop

Masterlist

[btsslowburnfic]

BTBY Chapter 6

Series Summary: For Namjoon, the moment he set his sights on being the #1 rapper, he pushed the symbol to the side and hated it. Love should be chosen, not forced on you. He didn’t believe in fate and this mark on his wrist was a big “fuck you” to all that.

Chapter Summary: Award Show Day!

Previous chapter here

The rest of rehearsal was blissfully boring, as well as dinner. The BTS production unit was filming their behind-the-scenes content so the guys were occupied the rest of the evening, sparing you from anymore awkward conversation.

The next morning you throw on leggings and a t-shirt and go get your hair and make up done for the award show. It’s not like anyone was going to take your picture or anything, but with everyone else looking so nice you would feel out of place if you didn’t also look fancy. You sucked at hair and make-up so you happily paid the salon pricing. You double checked your garment bag and work bag before heading to the venue.

Security is tight as usual and you happily flash your ID and credentials to the staff. You are the first one to arrive from your team. You find the green rooms for BTS and a shared space for several bands' back up dancers. You sit your belongings in a corner out of the way and begin to review the catering order and ensure the requested food and beverages are present. You are super nervous about today. This is your fifth year doing this award show but your first year mostly solo, and the first year your group hasn’t practiced at the actual venue the day before. You sigh, sitting down the request sheet and counting the hair dryers and flat-irons.

Gina, Xavier, and Joe arrive fifteen minutes later. "Hey there good looking," You walk over and hug Joe, careful to keep your face off his suit. Gina is already in her gown and Xavier is like you, dressed in sweatpants and a shirt, ready to practice. “Ok Gina, what would you like me to do today?” you ask your boss even though you can already guess based on the fact one of you is dressed fancy and one of you is dressed for the gym.

“I’m going to stay here and get the stylists and back up dancers checked in. I want you and Xavier to go wait by the back door for BTS and immediately take them to the stage for rehearsal. As soon as the back-ups get checked in I’m sending them your way. When you’re done, bring them here for hair and make-up and then they’ll walk the carpet.”

“Okie dokie.” you say, “See you later Joe!” you smile and pat his arm as you exit the room. Xavier stops and gives him a kiss before he follows you. The hallway is a clusterfuck of PD teams and garment racks, back-up dancers, and caterers, but you love it. So much chaos but also organization. You love awards show days. You were just so nervous you had forgotten how invigorating it was.

“I’m so excited to watch the performances later!” Xavier squeals as the two of you line up alongside other teams by the back door. You hold up your little “BTS” sign so the group can find you easier. The signs were dumb but necessary. The guys had actually hung out with you way more than your previous artists since you were all working together in a small studio space. And, other than the whole soulmate thing, they were the nicest group you had worked with so far. They were patient with your team and their production unit and chose to stay and eat with everyone at the studio, when they could have had catering delivered to the hotel. Yes, at this moment you were feeling very excited and proud.

A few minutes passed where you made small talk with some other producers who were waiting. You saw several other singers and bands arrive. Finally a large group came in and you knew it had to be yours. You immediately found RM.

"Good morning! Are you guys all ready to go straight to the stage?" you ask as you walk alongside him now that all of the guys and the production team were in the building.

"Yeah we gave our stuff to our manager to take to the green room so let's get there as soon as possible." he responds.

"Alright," follow me.” You lead the group through the winding hallways to the stage, trying to keep them focused even though they and other celebrities keep stopping to wave and say "hi" to each other.

"Sorry, they don't get out often," RM jokes as he apologizes to you. "it's fine. We're good on time.” you assure him while checking your watch” The backup dancers are still going through security clearance.” You had sent Xavier ahead to the stage to meet any who arrived early.

“Hey! Is that [Y/N]?” you hear a voice call out in the narrow hallway.

You recognize the well-dressed man as Mr. Salontes, the manager of Imagine Dragons.

“Mr. Salontes!” you lean in for a polite hug, “It’s great to see you again! How are you? You guys are up for best alternative album right?”

“You have such a great memory [y/n], yes we are, and we’re getting ready to promote it on tour this summer. Speaking of which, we’re looking for a Director. I’ve heard great things about you. Are you looking for a tour this summer?” he looks at you hopefully.

Your eyes widen as you stand there shocked for a second, you were not expecting a group this popular to make you offer and you certainly weren’t expecting it in a busy hallway while you were leading your group to rehearsal. “Oh wow, that sounds amazing. Thank you. I am looking to tour this summer. Ummm… Do you also have a position for a choreographer?"

“No, sorry, just a Directing position. We’ve already hired our choreographer.” You think for a few seconds and take a deep breath, “Oh, that’s too bad. I already promised my choreographer Xavier that I would tour with him this summer.”

Mr. Salontes gives you a kind but incredulous look. “Are you sure? This is a really big opportunity you’re turning down. I’m sure your friend would understand.”

He was so nice about it, you felt even worse. But, a promise is a promise. Xavier and Joe had been there for you through some really shitty times, you were’t going to go back on your word.

“I know, and I really appreciate it I just can’t go back on my word. I do really appreciate the opportunity though. Good luck tonight,” you say with a tone of finality as you begin moving again to get your group to the stage.

“You are crazy,” you hear RM comment behind you.

You roll your eyes, “Oh yeah? Why is that?”

“You just turned down working with one of the biggest groups in your country right now. You don’t think that Manager is going to run off and tell a bunch of other people that you’re difficult to work with. I thought you took your job seriously.”

You sigh as you continue to meander through the hallways. Yeah you felt bad about declining the offer, but what were you supposed to do? “I love my job but it’s just a job. If he wants to go and tell people that I won’t leave my friend behind then let him. Other opportunities will come along, My friendship with Xavier is more important. Alright, here we are,” you stop and wait in the wings, scanning the backstage for Xavier and your dancers.

“[Y/N] over here!” Xavier waves at you. You walk over. “Ok all of the dancers are here so we are good to go.”

“Perfect let me go check with AV and I will be right back.” you run down to the sound booth to make sure they knew which group was getting ready to go. “Ok, back up dancers you will be over here stage Left.” You look at your sheet. “V, Jhope, and Jungkook you are also stage left. RM and Jin head to Stage left and Jimin, go to the center of the stage.”

They run the songs with choreography and lights only two times. You and another assistant begin to apply lav mics to them for the full rehearsal. “Ok so no throwing mic pacs today ok? These ones are expensive,” you tease RM as you apply the mic around his torso, feeling the electricity buzzing again. “Dammit,” you accidentally say out loud.

“What? Is the mic shorting out?” he asks, looking alarmed. He does have a tendency to break things.

“No the mic is fine,” you mutter.

“Then what’s causing the electricity,” he asks perplexed.

You smirk and feel your cheeks flush, “It’s a soulmate thing,” you say under your breath. You feel him tense up.

“Oh...sorry about that.”

“It’s fine, I’m almost finished.” you respond as you hand him the in-ears. “Ok, looks good.” you assess him for a minute and then move on to Jin. His placement is much faster even though he is blushing like a schoolgirl. Cute. All of these guys were adorable. And hot. How was this possible?

You signal to the sound booth that you are ready and they run the full practice through twice. Ahh it looks so good. You have water available for them once they finish. “That looked so good!” you say to Xavier.

“I know I know! Let’s get them to hair and make-up.” you say as you gather the men and lead them to their green room. The walk back to the room is much faster fortunately. The stylists are all waiting at different chairs and their outfits have been hung up for them. “Alright, we’ll see you guys in about 2 hours. You have hair and make-up and then you’ll walk the carpet. After that come back here and we’ll wait to be seated,” you tell the group, allowing RM to translate. You and Xavier grab your garment bags and head over to the dancer’s green room to change and kill time.

“You look amazing!” Xavier compliments you as you exit the changing room in your dress. It’s a long sleeve number with a straight neckline, scoop back, and is mid-thigh length.

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” you say as you walk over and straighten up his pocket square and tie.

“Soooo anything new? You knowwwwwwww???” he asks.

“Yeah, we had sex in the green room just now. It took 30 seconds while everyone else wasn’t looking. It was great,” you say dryly.

Xavier rolls his eyes at you. “You’re no fun. So he’ s leaving tomorrow and then that’s it?”

“Yep. Just like that. The way things were before.”

“And you’re fine with that?”

You sit down on a bench and cross your legs. Xavier joins you. “Yeah. I mean he’s super cool and all, it’s just not what either of us want.”

“Well we’ve come a long way from yesterday at least.”

You sulk on the bench for a second and then pull up your phone to watch the Red Carpet interviews. It was always so cool to think that you had a small part in making this award show come together. You guys watch the network interview several bands and your back up dancers come over when it’s BTS’s turn. You hear exclamations of “so cool” “Hotness” “I bet they win” and you smile as you hold your phone.

You look at your watch. “Ok, I’m going to head to the green room. Ill see you at our seats?” you ask Xavier.

“You got it doll,” he plants a small kiss on your cheek. “Good luck. I’m sure tonight will go great.”

You smile and head over to their green room. A few stylists are still around to do touch up work and some caterers are refilling waters and snacks. Everything is going according to plan. You sit down for a minute and enjoy the quiet before the storm. A few minutes later, the band and their filming crew arrive. You stand up automatically but you are finishing up reading an article on your phone so you don’t immediately look up.

When you do you see that RM is staring at you with his mouth slightly open. You look at him questioningly. “What’s wrong?”

“Uh,” sorry. He puts his hands in his suit pockets. “You just uh look really pretty.”

You stand there in shock for a second. “Oh. Thanks. I guess I forgot that I changed clothes,” you laugh while gesturing at your dress.

“Oooo lovely sexy lady,” Jimin says to you as he walks over to his seat.

Namjoon barks out in Korean, “Be professional, she’s our director.”

“I’m just saying the truth,” Jim responds in turn. He winks as he walks past you.

“Thank you,’ you blush and say to Jimin. “You guys look great as well.”

RM rolls his eyes and storms over to his chair, taking out his phone and doesn’t say another word to you. You feel your body slowly get hot with Anger. His Anger. Wtf dude? NEXT CHAPTER

[yanderegameguys]

Okie dokie, since requests are open could I get some yandere headcanons for Jimmy Hall from the game At Dead Of Night? Thanks 👉👈

Don’t you mean The Great Hugo Punch? Bro killed me as many times as Tanner from Scrutinized. Now would you like them to be platonic Yandere or he likes the person Yandere?

Platonic being he wants them to stay with him because he’s lonely and wants a friend since he kills everyone else or he wants them to stay because he like them more than friendship?

[lost-eternity]

Matchup Requests: CLOSED

Match up request for:

Match up request for: @bumbleslut

Okie dokie. I match you with...

Deadpool / Wade Wilson!

Okay this was a difficult one

But let me explain why 

Wade disguises his insecurities and flaws behind wise cracking jokes.

He has a thick skin and is easily able to act tough and unaffected, despite how deep the words cut

It is because of this tendency to neglect and hide his emotions that I feel he would work well with you 

Your deeply compassionate and empathetic nature, combined with the persistence of a hopeless romantic is just the type of personality I feel Wade needs to not only open up but reconcile with himself

He refers to himself as sexy or handsome, but we know for a fact that he is ashamed of his scarred face. Like his new face somehow diminishes his worth as a person

Which just isn't true

But he needs someone open minded enough to tell him that

Someone who would truly find him to be beautiful, even if his beauty is not conventional 

Wade Wilson is presented as being morally ambiguous and is often brought up in reference to anti-heroes, however, I think the opposite is true. Wade has a very strong moral compass and can distinguish right from wrong. He always tries to do the right thing... he just has rather unorthodox methods of achieving those things. 

While I wouldn't say he is sensitive, I think part of that is because he has buried his own emotions so deep that he chooses to ignore them. 

Which again, I feel like is something he would need help with unlocking 

As a couple, you two would be legit

~

You both have rather talkative characters so I can say that without a doubt, there would never be a dry moment between the two of you

It could get chaotic 

But that's fine. Wade revels in chaos

I also feel like you have the capacity to defend yourself 

Show some snark and sarcasm. And, if not, Wade would definitely influence you into become a bit more of a bitch. 

In a good way, hahaha

~

Unconventional adventures and weird little trips is definitely something you would find yourself involved in a lot

It's not like Wade ever explains why

But it doesn't matter cause the two of you have a blast wreaking havoc 

You would act as Wade's conscience on these little outings

A foil to his reckless behaviour, keeping him safe, and morally in the right

Eventually he will learn to do this on his own- for your sake

He claims it is because he doesn't want to hear you talk "my already melty ears off" but it's because he cares about you 😉 

~

3AM Netflix movies are a common thing

He'd probably come in through the window missing a hand or a leg and you are just staring at him like: "bitch, what???"

Although he just wants to cuddle and watch Netflix and pop popcorn 

It's like... 'dude, it's 3AM, and you crawled through MY window missing a limb... and ask to watch ‘This is Us’???’

He'd never admit it but he has a thing for soap operas

You were also pleasantly surprised to see that he owned every episode of Star Trek. Or as he put it "The classics. Not the one with the bald guy that looks like Professor X."

~

Be prepared to be flirted with a lot

And his words can get pretty dirty pretty fast

You may have to talk him down

Seriously, he loves trying to make you blush

And oh boy, try he will

You will have to learn to either out flirt him, or shut him up with a snarky comment or remark 

But I don't think that will be too much of an issue as you have no qualms stating your opinions 

Wade does like a girl who can stick to her guns and defend her viewpoint. 

He finds it admirable 

~

Let's be honest.  You met at a strip club. 

Well kinda

You were walking past a strip club when it exploded

Yes, it exploded

The blast wave knocked you behind a car, lucky for you because the flying shrapnel did not hit you

Ears ringing and vision blurry, you sat there for a moment trying to figure out what the hell just happened

That was when a figure came flying out of the burning building, skidding along the asphalt and nearly colliding with your feet

"Wheeew!" The masked figure groaned  rolling onto his back as he hitched up his leg. "That was not a superhero landing." He coughed.

You stared at him, still kind of in a daze from you know... the explosion 

Apparently he noticed you for the first time. "Oh, hello! How's your Wednesday been?"

You just kinda stare at him

That was when you heard a very loud, very angry sounding voice screaming "DEADPOOL" from within the blaze

"Shit, gotta go. Mamma's ringing." The masked figure cooed and rolled to his feet before walking back into the fire screaming something about... 'deepthroating a bell'?

Now properly confused and somewhat recovered from the initial blast, you figured that the smart thing to do would be to run away

But you knew that there were still people in that burning club 

You could hear their screams

You had to help them

Steeling your nerve, you walked into the fire

The smoke was suffocating and the feeling of asphyxiation was beginning to set in as your covered your mouth with a rag 

Through the stinging smoke which scorched your eyes, you were able to make out three figures cowering under a fallen beam. 

The roof crackled as the fire threatened the integrity of the building. 

Reaching out your hand seized calloused burnt palms and you began to escort them out of the building 

Moving further in, you heard the sounds of a battle ensuing

Two hulking shapes danced through the smoke

One was the man who you had met earlier and the other?

You weren't entirely sure what he was

It looked like he was wearing some kind of... bell on his head. And cape...

You guessed this was there the first man's bell comments came from

But seriously, what was going on 

That was when you noticed the bell-guy lifting an arm, his entire right hand has been replaced with a heavy-looking metal sphere

And he cobbled it straight into the first guy's gut

With a loud grunt, Deadpool crashed into a beam behind them, causing the entire building to shake

If this continued, these two idiots would bring the entire roof down on top of you and kill everyone 

You had to stop them

Hyped on adrenaline and possessed by some kind of heroic spirit, you interjected yourself between the two of them screaming "STOP!!!"

Both figures seemed to grind to a halt, even bell guy who stared at you

Then you proceeded to give them a lecture in structural damage 

You, this small little human between a towering Goliath of a bell person, and an actual superhero

You were sure you were going to get them to move this conflict outside with the roof gave one final screech before entirely fracturing, sending flaming beams piling right on top of you 

~

You awoke somewhere entirely new

Your head was pounding, your hair charred and your skin blistering from the fire

You had no idea where you were... or how you got there

And as you slowly regained consciousness, your brain swimming in what felt like treacle, you became acutely aware of someone's finger jabbed into your cheek

Wincing, you tried to pull away but realised that something was restraining you

Your vision blurred as you opened your eyes 

The red-masked man was literally right in front of your face, pressing what you could only assume was his nose against your own

Jerking back, your head hit a wall, sending a spike of pain rushing through your skull

"Whoa! Calm down there, Sparky." Deadpool pulled back, removing his finger from your cheek.

"W-where?" You rasped and looked around

You were tied to a metal chair, your arms bound behind your back 

Deadpool sat in a similar chair next to you. Except he was shackled by his feet, not tied with rope

You appeared to be in some kind of warehouse... a rusty fan above your screeching with every rotation of its fins

"The big baddie caught us." Deadpool hummed. "Stupid of you to try to intervene."

You fixed him with an expression somewhere between acquiescence and a glare

He chuckled 

"Do you have a plan to escape?" You groaned

"Of course!" Deadpool replied happily 

"No, you don't." You sighed, noticing the hesitation in his tone

Deadpool just gasped, a sound akin to a little kid. "How'd you know? Are you a telepath?"

You sighed, wincing slightly as the aching in your head doubled back. You asked him what he had done to piss off this bell guy, who you could only assume was your captor

"Oh, that. Uh, well. Dr. Bong and aren't on the best of terms because may or may not have accidentally, purposefully cut off his hand...."

"You WHAT?"

He changed the topics on you and for the next 30 or so minutes blabbered on and on about one thing or another, as if being kidnapped and tied up did not concern him in the slightest 

That was when Dr. Bong showed up (a name you found entirely ridiculous, albeit a bit fitting)

Turns out he has a major crush on this lady named Beverly

And that he was going to use Deadpool as bait to lure her out and force her on a date 

Seemed like a completely nonsensical plan but this guy also seemed like a regular old psychopath

Still, you had to empathize with his tale of unrequited love

The poor thing just wanted to belong somewhere, but has been told old his life that he was too ugly or fat

So you two began talking

Much to Deadpool's chagrin who kept yelling at you to "stop sympathizing with the bad guy!"

You didn't listen 

Everyone deserves a chance, that was your own personal philosophy 

You advised Dr. Bong on dating and romance, speaking to him as you so often speak to your friends

You helped him to gain the confidence he needed to just ask this Beverly out, saying that her love wouldn't be real if it was first

He actually seemed to agree and after a few hours of talking he... let the two of you go

Deadpool was absolutely floored

This girl who he had just met defeated the bad guy by listening to him. 

Wtf?!?!

He was very much intrigued after this encounter, convinced you were hiding some kind of superpower. So he walked you home and gave you his number

Whatever you choose to do with this wisecracking anti-hero's number is entirely up to you ;)

I hope you enjoyed. I am sorry for the wait, dear. Do tell me what you thought, though :)