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characterdigital · 1 year ago

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Character Briefs! In groups we had to come up with briefs that the another group would do. My group: JOSH created a small wooden robot:

Character Brief

Backstory

Give a brief description of your character’s backstory. (try and avoid the Batman one, where both parents are dead)

A wizard drops off his junk and sees the final tree and zaps it with his wand and boom, little wooden robot that plants trees and is meant to save the world with his little red bird, Bird. The evil landfill company doesn’t want him planting tress on the planet because they use it as landfill.

Their Environment

Give a brief description of their environment. What setting does this character exist in? Eg. Far Future, ww2, alternative reality present, the present, what country, their social mobility etc.

The world is nearly dead. No more trees or vegetation. Everyone dumps their broken tech and a lot of metal scraps everywhere, looks like a landfill.

Their Personality

Describe your character’s personality and what they’re driven by. This should reflect their backstory and their environment. Avoid the ‘Mary Sue’ character trope where your character has no flaws, which isn’t very relatable.

Timid. Optimistic. Determined. The type of person to invite you over for a cup of tea. Sweet. Caring. Big heart. Responsible.

Their Physical Appearance

Give a brief description of what your character looks like. Try to think of consistency and practicality. They can’t have hooks for hands and wield revolvers etc.

Wooden, screws bolts. Torso is a tree trunk with a glowing satchel. A stick antenna with little leaves. Little staff. 2 little golden eyes, circular. Moss hair. Leaf shoes. Little red bird companion called Bird. Small: 1m tall.

This was then given to a group and they made what they each thought Josh looked like, he was made in 3 different styles: Story Book, Animation, and Mobile game character.

What we got back was shocking to us because there were parts of the designs that didnt seem to add to our brief. The mobile game character for example, there are added feature that we didnt ask for, liek the metal arms and the metal rod coming out from the head. When we got this back, we got back together as a group and went through what we liked and didnt like about each design and what we would change.

Character changes.

We like…

General changes:

Bird: Lessen proportion of white. Make its relative to the character in between the storybook sized bird and the animation sized bird.

Robot: Add screws on joints

Staff: Enlarge the staff to be a few cm taller than the robot’s head (if stood on the ground)

Storybook version:

Enhance the glow on the satchel to stand out clearly from the background

Flow through the character of this version to the other versions (other versions to take note)

Animation Version:

Make a bit happier, more like storybook version

Replace shadow with simple ellipse

Mobile Game version:

We like this, but it’s very different in design: Bring in line with the other designs to have same features and design – ie, legs, more hair, satchel rather than small bag

The eyes need to be circular instead of oval or 2 different shapes. The eyes could be a little bit bigger. Same size. There is a purse instead of a satchel. We want the satchels to look magical and you can add some more light, emitting from inside the bag. The satchel is the perfect color. The middle illustration’s body proportions is what was envisioned. Maybe more branches to make him look like a tree, a couple on his torso. The first facial expression – happy and ready – with the middle body? The last one looks sad L The antenna branch sticking out on the first left robot is closer to what we had thought and the position is what the others should copy. The staff needs to be maybe an inch taller than him, even just a few cm. Over his head.

The bolts, the bird, and the staff.

The staff needs to be maybe an inch taller than him, even just a few cm.

Our brief was of Ivanka, a woman who lives in Serbia, Russia in 2540 and she is 30 years old. Ivanka's brief was interesting because the backstory that they had given her was really interesting. I was given the task of making her as a mobile game character. As a group, we created a base of what we went off, this involved colors, what she looked like, and how we wanted to portray her, while staying with the brief.

We made her coloring very specific. We decided to go with the Russian flag colors, Red, white and blue. Because Ivanka lived in a cold climate, we dressed in very thick clothes, like a big warm jacket and thick boots. Because of her status, being a leader, we decided to make her seem very strong and have a very dominant stance. The white hair that we gave her, was because we believed that it would match with her climate also and that maybe she had evolved to have white hair?

I struggled a lot with this because im not use to drawing things in such a cartoony style. Also making things super simple and having to resist putting detail in, which I didnt anyway considering its meant to be for a mobile game. When I had finished this it kind of reminded me of a papas pizzaria character and I thought that was kind of funny. I followed the rough version we did, same way that the character is facing etc.

This ended up being the final result that we came up with as a group (minus one). We all stuck to a similar color pallet and the way that the character looks. Each of them has a different touch, but all resemble the same character. One this was done, posting it back up for feedback onto teams. The feedback we got back was more focused on wanting her to look more closer to the styles that they were meant to do. And wanting the glove to be smaller because they didnt want the hand to be that big, which is understandable. With the mobile game character the feedback was to be more simple and not to have too much detail. The example of what they wanted it to look like was the girl wearing the pink top. What they wanted her to look like overall was the 3 game characters down at the bottom. Im not sure about the others, if they were able to capture this, but i redid mine completely because I wasnt happy with how she had turned out.

So using the original design (made by Stella) I recreated Ivanka. I made her more simple, added less poof and tried to make her look younger. The page set up I had was with what the group wanted me to do with Ivanka and then also having the color and body reference that we as a group had decided to go for. I gave her an oven mit instead of a larger glove because I felt like it was more simple and easier to understand that it was a glove rather than trying to actually make a glove look simple.

Overall the process was pretty challenging to me, the whole making a hardly any detail character to and following a brief was hard for me to do. Getting feedback, back however was really insightful and I actually dont mind getting feedback on my work because it helps improve and also gets fresh eyes onto the work I have done. I did enjoy creating a brief for a character and creating a whole world for something to be made in. Getting the results back from that was really cool and even though some of them didnt really follow the brief that we had made, it was nice to see some differences within the designs!

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jellyfishvibes · 5 months ago

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No actually i'm not done yet you get my Hylian gender rant (at the very least in the botw era) and if there's bonus Gerudo stuff in there too thats just a cherry on top

So Hylians, Link, Zelda and gender, To Hylians gender is much more linked with gender presentation then with biological sex, (gimmie 7 years and ill fully world build this out but for now we just chilling with it) So your gender is very depended on clothing, hairstyles and accessory's Now for Zelda, her gender would be best described as 'The Princess', her gender is alot more ridged then your average hylian because she is both of the royal family and within the bloodline of Hylia, its why all the Zelda's have similar hairstyle and outfit silhouettes, its also only a gender she 'wears' occasionally, she is 'The Princess Zelda' when shes in her full princess dress and get up and when shes more 'casual' shes dressing more like what we would call 'A Woman' and wile she still obviously has her title and name shes not putting on the whole gender Link has something similar but less like, societally rooted? Links gender is 'The Hero', he (pre shrine) under the pressure to live up to his title is putting on a presentation similar to previous hero's of legends, its while he gets alot more loose about it after he get mind wiped, the pressure isn't there anymore and now hes free to actually explore what he wants

Now the Gerudo and the Hylians, the Gerudo think of gender completely differently to Hylian's and most of the knowledge we have of them is Hylian propaganda because after hundreds of years of colonisation/war/aggressive blood shed the Gerudo have just let the Hylians think what they think and in matters concerning Hylians they play by Hylian rules, Gerudo gender lines lay more along lines of magic then presentation (were going all over the timeline with this one so gimmie a whole sec) So the Gerudo people are people born of the goddess they worship, the Goddess of the Sands, as Hylians are to Hylia, their racial features come from her (Red hair, Gold eyes, pointed noses and rounded ears) they have her magic in their blood, the reason 'All Gerudo are Women' is because to Hylian eyes all Gerudo present in a way that the Hylians would call women, and the reason why 'Ganondorf is the only Male born to the Gerudo once every 100 years' is because hes the only necromancer So (i need to do more thinking bout this but heres the current very general overview) all Gerudo wield some form of magic, and their genders are split along lines of which subset of said magic they manifest in their life, i believe jewellery and specifically earring are very important to the Gerudo as a way to express this, a majority of their people have earth related magic, abilitys aligned with metals and crystals, the few among them who manifest elemental abilitys are regarded higher in social power structures (eg. kotake and koume) and the most powerful among them are those who can wield lightning, a child born with the inclination to lightning is a child destined for the throne, what the Hylians would call a King, and in times without one who has such power they have others take power as what the Hylian's call Chiefs, it would be more similiar in the gerudo culture though to say the royal family ruling vs zelda ruling, one is destined for the throne because they display the same powers as the main goddess worshiped, they are very much a warrior race, placing high regard into swordsmanship and their given name of Gerudo translating to Spear People, but they also have very high regard for metalwork and blacksmithing, i believe they are the main gold exporter for hyrule as the desert sands they live in are mineral rich (points to red strings its about resources the hylian civil war was always about resources and they wanted the gerudo to yeild so badly because they had bountiful mines of precious metals down there, its probably especially a sore thing considering i believe that the reason the gerudo live confined to the desert anyways is because the hylians banished them there and got super fucking mad when the gerudo found important resources on the land anyways i cant talk about my timeshift stone conspiracy here) in oot they dont allow anyone non gerudo in unless they prove themself in combat, its only botw where only women are allowed into Gerudo town, and thats kind of the Hylians own fault, they forced their idea of Woman onto the Gerudo and the Gerudo were like ok bet, only women are allowed into our town then, which is why Link is allowed in when he dresses as a 'Woman' because he is a woman by hylian thought and when changes and dresses like a 'Man' then following that standard hes not allowed in anymore, thats also why basically all Goron are allowed in, Goron are a mono gender race and are only considered 'Men' to the Hylians, while were on this rant i believe Rito gender ideas are similiar to the Hylians but are less clothing based and more Plumage based so the most like irl genders Oh yeah also basically all races have (at least) a third gender category for children, children are seperated from gender until they are old enough to chose essentially and when that is is different for every race, i know the (botw) rito have physical markers of maturity (only young rito have the red dots on their face) so gender would be a thing after those are lost and side fairy tangent-

-side fairy tangent- i think the fairy and adjacent folk in zelda have no gender they just sort of play at it, like the Kokiri in oot, they are playing house essentially, they have a shop that sells things for money they have no use for, they have very distinct distinctions in clothing between the boy and girl kokiri and for all of them have houses, none of them sleep, its cause their playing pretend for Link, and fairys of all sorts have no gender they are doing the same, playing pretend for the non fairy races benefit and i think fairy might be kind of used as a descriptor in that way? like in oot malon clocks link immediately and calls him Fairy Boy, and i think thats a more widespread thing that the boy kokiri are not 'Boys' their 'Fairy Boys' and the girls arent 'Girls' their 'Fairy Girls', i defo have many fae thoughts and how weird and uncanny valley they are to the non fae in loz because they assimlate the looks of them as to put them at ease and it doesnt work perfectly, and also alot of Time thoughts and how he kinda follows those gender ideas and doesn't ever actually connect with gender even in his later years

hi jelly! what's your favourite headcanon about flora?

Oh god i have so many, you will be getting a Flora rant

Ok so love me a classic super nerd Flora, absolute grease monkey that girl, would casually rip off the back of the slate and fix something in there without pausing her sentence, I'd also pin her down as a sewing nerd, not just cause she was the one who made all the champions clothes but cause i think she has like a 3d puzzle brain, and both mechanical problems and clothing construction slot right into that perfectly (i have ideas about all the zelda's being some flavor of fiber art girlys but that's an aside thing)

I also!! love dragon traits!! on Flora!!! which is why i've be hesitating with her redesign cause my brain is struggling to figure out the engineer-draconic design marrying without it getting way too busy

Shes totally got autism, her and Wild got that opposite autism disease, he's strong silent very non verbal and shes a massive chatterbox that cant help herself but explain everything, he's super hands on with everything, can't help himself but touch to figure out what stuff is and shes super squiked out by texture and wears her gloves so she doesn't feel any bad sensations, i imagine she whacked off her hair cause she couldn't stand the feeling of it long but like put up with it because of her father/for the princess image? (also maybe inspired Riju to cut her own hair shorter, i love Riju and Flora being besties) Wild loved braiding her hair as a fidget thing and grew his own out cause he liked hers so much, I think she began to understand why he liked that so much when she cut her own and used her hairstyling knowledge on him, it's way more fun to do it to someone else then to wear those styles all day you know?

If she keeps some form of scales after totk i think she picks at them as a nervous habit (and probably gets multiple slaps on the wrist from Wild to not pull them for research Zelda please-) i also really like the idea of her like, back spike guys? being like fingernails, it that she still has the crystalline spikes back there and so she can still lie down on her back Wild helps her chip them down to like flat crystal discs on her back, they still probably grow and they need to be cut off regularly but she probably has a tonne of the crystal lying around and makes stuff out of it, also the antler horns! (this is not from my love of scott empires rivendell shut up) she keeps the antlers! and they have actual deer antler stuff! like they will just randomly fall off! and they will be super velvety when they regrow! the image of the soft velvet falling away to reveal like glowing holy crystal underneath is a sick af image and also its horrifically gorey looking cause the velvet has alot of blood vessels in it, i dont think its painful? it just looks like a horror movie lmao

I have some stupid ideas around both Wild and Flora having adhd, in the sense that Wild had the inattentive type and Flora the hyperactive type before everything, Wild being a knight spaces out very easily, is terrible with organizing his personal quarters, boredom is a mind killer and find focus on instructions and tasks near impossible, Flora as the princess with the weight of the world on her shoulders struggles with fidgeting and standing still, being impatient and acting out of turn, by 17 she had social rules all but beaten into her and is kind of living in a personally design hell, but after Wild comes out of the Shrine of Resurrection and after Flora wakes up from the 100 years of sealing Ganon and the millennia being a Dragon, they both now have the combined type lmao, being trapped for so long outside of time has made focus for Flora hard and fucked with her attention span, she also now spaces out alot, i think it would also have the exact opposite effect, and she would seek out excitement and desperately avoid boredom and quiet

I also think shes got echolalia! her stims are mainly vocal and she will absently repeat fun phrases she hears, Purah is a terrible person for her to hang out with because of it, she has called Wild 'Linky' without realising multiple times and he doesn't have the heart to tell her About Purah, her and Flora get on like a house on fire and its terrible for everyone around them

I personally love some exploration of botw/totk and the power/wisdom/courage goops, i'd think flora would put alot of research into the blue shiekah energy and canonically she was looking into the malice/gloom, i'd love her looking into the green Zonai energy and the purification chamber that mummydorf was being used as a battery in and the conversion between the 3 goops (i need to stop or i will start ranting about gods and divinity speculation again) all this to bring up the fun images in my head of her using the glowy blue water in like attacks and animations an stuff like Wilds ascend, if you've seen the kda more music video the little glowy finger trails would be cool for her or even like full steam punk mechanical stuff with tubes full of the stuff, considering that the blue stuff stores information and how she uses her own tears as a dragon to store her memories a collaboration with the Zora and Sidon specifically who can control water to make a more robust storage system that cant be destroyed in a calamity style cataclysm would be cool, like Monomon's archives in Hollow Knight if you know of that, you could even crystalize it to be like the Zora history tables?

I really like the idea of Zelda needing like reading glasses? maybe some lingering weirdness from the dragon eyes or she just reads too much, she has a pair of glasses she doesn't wear very often for reading and for looking at small machinery components, maybe some form of prescription goggles made by Purah? I think she probably has needed them for a long time but only actually started using them recently, i think shes a thin wire frame with smaller rectangular ish lenses kinda gal, very perched low on her nose while sitting reading in bed

I'm going to force myself to stop here cause if i don't this will forever sit in my drafts as i think of new things to add to it

#loz #botw #legend of zelda #jellyfish's thoughts #jellyasks (jasks)

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kiatheinsomniac · 2 years ago

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What would be the assassin’s (Ezio, altaïr, Edward, shay, Connor, Jacob, Arno) reactions to waking up one morning and finding their S/O all dressed up in their assassin/ Templar outfit? Thank you<3

notes: this just goes so well with my last request! Also, I got your other message 'If my previous causes a confusion(cause I realised I phrased it incorrectly 💔) I meant the assassin’s S/O dressed up in the guy’s outfits! Eg. Ezio’s s/o all clad in his signature white robes and gauntlet and everything!' and don't worry, everything made perfect sense <3

characters: Altaïr, Ezio, Edward, Shay, Connor, Arno, Jacob

☾ ⋆ﾟ MASTERLIST / RULES / TAGLIST FORM

a l t a ï r :

I don't picture Altaïr as much of a morning guy so I can absolutely see him chasing you around your room to try and get his robes back.

But, once he's caught you, he will absolutely take a moment to appreciate how they look on you

Seeing you all wrapped up in his clothes reminds him of how much he loves you and how much he wants to keep you safe

e z i o :

Oh, he's delighted to see you in his robes

Take the chance to do some bad impressions of him and you'll see some of the most dramatic mock offense in your life

He thinks you look amazing

And he loves how big they look on you

I think it would kickstart a habit of him giving you his cape when you're out together, insisting that he doesn't want you to get cold or something

e d w a r d :

Like Ezio, he's more than happy to see you in his robes

Will start calling you Captain jokingly

Will also probably have to tackle you to get his clothes back

Very eager to see you in just the coat of his robes and nothing else

s h a y :

He'll absolutely beam the biggest grin when he first sees you

Will pull you close and pull that big collar of his coat around your face

He'll probably take your hands in his just to see how far back he has to push the sleeves with how big his robes are on you

"Red is definitely your colour, love"

Will try to style your hair like his too while the two of you are laughing

c o n n o r :

He's a big guy so I imagine that his robes absolutely drown you

Will tell you how good you look while laughing about how it doesn't fit your size at all

Will probably roll the sleeves up around your hands to grab them and pull you back into bed to cuddle with him

a r n o :

Oh he loves it

He takes a lot of pride in his wardrobe so he's happy that you want to wear some of his clothes - he enjoys seeing you in them too, it makes him feel like he's able to protect you, to keep you safe unlike so many other people in his life

He'll probably start leaving out at least one coat or shirt for you to wear as you please which starts off a cycle

You keep his clothes while they smell like him and then he takes them back when they begin to smell like you instead

j a c o b :

PLEASE TELL ME YOU PUT ON THE TOP HAT TOO

The top hat is the best part of this entire scenario

Maybe taking his hat is where you got the idea from in the first place

But now you're clad in green and red in his robes and all he wants to do is admire how you look and smother you in kisses

☾ ⋆ﾟ Buy me a coffee?

🏷️@gojohater101 @daddyadler @writing-noah @havatnah @aarnodorian

#altaïr ibn la'ahad #altaïr x reader #ezio auditore #ezio auditore x reader #edward kenway #edward kenway x reader #shay patrick cormac #shay cormac x reader #connor kenway #connor kenway x reader #ratonhnhaké:ton #ratonhnhaké:ton x reader #arno dorian #arno dorian x reader #jacob frye #jacob frye x reader #assassins creed #assassins creed x reader #assassins creed headcanons

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elden-shame · 3 years ago

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|| Sub!Godrick The Grafted x Dom!Consort NSFW Things ||

Now, I hate myself for this. But I had too. I had too. So yeah, enjoy some filthy things about Godrick being a masochistic slimy bastard, ya bloody heathens—

Now honestly despite all his bravado and pride, Godrick is very submissive. You find it disgusting and yet when you call him out on being a “such a pathetic little slut”, he’ll just moan pleasurably about it, which always brings a smile to your lips seeing him squirm under your harsh words.

Godrick is large for his size with all his grafted arms, it can be almost intimidating if you didn’t already know what he was like. But one of the quickest ways to get Godrick and yourself excited is telling him to “ k n e e l ”.

Sometimes he will just crash to his knees like a hopeless puppy, silently begging or you to touch him. Other times though he is a brat, egging you on your draw out your temper, he wants you to threaten him to his knees, grab him by the throat or hair, push a blade to his throat. The thrill sends him wild, and you can’t help but enjoy how pathetic he looks, how needy he is.

Now, with many limbs comes many possibilities. You sitting on his throne, taking his crown and placing it on your own head. You telling him to kneel and serve you, spreading your legs as you glare down at him expecting.

Godrick crawling forward, many hands reaching out. Lifting and caressing your legs, stroking your thighs. He lets out a pathetic whimper, thanking and praising you. He strokes you, kisses, licks and sucks on your sweetest parts. His hands squeeze and smooth, others reach up to caress your stomach and chest, as he laps away at you.

You grip and pull back on his hair, pulling him away and making him groan in displeasure as he tries to hold onto you. You calling him pathetic and needy, even as his hands reach forwards and he brushes against the sweetest spot making you take in a sharp breath. Seeing his smug smirk you shove his face back between your legs and grind up against him, hissing out harsh words as he just sinks into bliss.

You make Godrick sit and tie his hands back. All of them. He craved to touch and hold, you aren’t that kind and so once you move tied all his hands away you climb onto his lap, he’s whining protests yet his voice is eager.

You grab him tightly by the face and tell him to shut up, he goes red under your grasp his hips bucking up only for him to gasp as you grab his cock tightly. He hisses some and you smirk, “pleasure me acceptably and I’ll start untying your hands, if you can do well I’ll let you touch me however you want.” You coo as you position him to your entrance.

It’s enough to spur Godrick into a whimpering mess as he thirsts his hips up, wanting to make sure he got his reward, wanting his hands free and wanting you. He is in love with this feeling of being helpless to you and you alone.

Godrick is obsessed with the fact that if he has all these hands he has to be able to use them, to touch you and caress you. You be able to worship and yet also claim you. He is obsessed with the way you feel under his hands, from the feel of your skin to your hair sifting between his fingers, the shape of your body under his hands and how excited he could make you with his hands.

#This is way longer than I thought it would be *wheezes* have fun #elden lemons #godrick the golden #godrick the grafted #elden ring #elden ring writing #elden ring drabble

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proserpina-magnus · 3 years ago

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If you do nsfw alphabets, can you do one for marlene (if not that’s completely okay!)

Hi! Sure you can, I hope you like it (it’s not the best but oh well). Mwah.

Marlene Mckinnon NSFW Alphabet

Reader: described as fem (or with female genitialia) since Marlene is hc’d as a lesbian in this.

Warning; pure smut Headcanons. oh and this isnt checked for spelling.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Shes prettty sweet, definitly helps you out of any bounds or restraints if they were used during sex, she likes to play with your hair (or style it). She would possibly read you a chapter of your favourite book or tell you the latest gossip. She will most definitely run you a bath (and that would probably lead to another round), and she would even wash your hair or draw little shapes on your shoulder blade.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Her favourite body part on herself if her shoulders, she’s always been a bit insecure about them (since they are a bit bigger) but once she began playing quidditch she really started to like them.

Her favourite body part on you is probably just your entire body, she enjoys running her hands almost every wear and gripping the flesh (bonus points if you have doughy and bigger potions, eg hips, thighs, stomach).

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

She loves pussy eating for this very reason of getting to watch and taste you, it’s basically her favourite activity and she’s always fantasizing about it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Her first time was with Mary in fifth year, it wasn’t even supposed to go that far. They began kissing just to try and you know the rest. There weren't any romantic feelings between them and they agreed to never talk about it again. But she sometimes really wishes it would become a regular thing.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

She’s pretty experienced with her own body, so she uses her own knowledge and applies it to you. She asked quite a lot the first few times, what you liked and didn’t. But now she’s an expert at pleasing you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Most likely when you’re on top, especially because she gets to lay back and watch you (which is her favourite thing to do). She loves to hold your hips, guiding your pace and smiling if you get frustrated.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

It depends, she definitely makes more teasing comments but they aren’t really funny (well atleast not to you). Sometimes though, something just happens (either “embarrassing” like a sound or movement) and you both just kinda burst out laughing. Your first times together was more light hearted, but as you go on it get more serious.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

She is pretty well groomed, she trims it more often than goes completely bare, for friction reasons. She just prefers to be well kept, but she doesn’t care if you are or not.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

She’s very caring sometimes, even if she’s teasing. She’s always shushing you gently with a grin, and she loves to stroke your hair when you’re just about to cum. She doesn’t really realize how intimate she is.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

She loves it, obviously she enjoys sexual moments with you but she also likes time to herself and loves exploring new things (like toys). She doesn’t do it as often when you both get together, but she still does it occasionally.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

She has many, but she doesn’t always do them at the same time. She likes to branch out and try new things. Definitely dom and sub roles is a huge part (she’s a switch, but probably prefers dom). She loves hair pulling and spanking, along with dress up ( she fucking loves lacy lingerie sets or when you wear her clothes).

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Her dorm, though she prefers in the shower or bath. She really likes those quick fucks in a closet, or in the locker rooms.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Short skirts or whenever you give her fuck eyes, she loves it when people look completely vulnerable sexually. She especially get motivated whenever she teases you and you go bright red (or at least flustered, like mumbled stuttering).

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

She won’t do anal, she’s never really been a fan of it (except for spanking, she loves that shit). But she will never do anal play, it actually sorta freaks her out.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She prefers if she’s given it, especially when she gets to sit on your face and sorta just completely suffocates you. She doesn’t mind going on you, she enjoys it, but she much rather be the one receiving it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

She’s a mix of all, it depends on her mood. She typically can go fast and sensual, even though she likes to take her time. It’s an odd combination, but that’s what works for her. Can you imagine fast and rough

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Absolutely, she loves ‘before games’ quickies in the dorms or changing rooms. Or between class fucks, she will take it anytime she gets.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

She is really risky and will most definitely do it anytime and anywhere, but she prefers places she used too. She is constantly wanting to try new toys or new positions. Her middle name is experiment, of course she would only do things that aren’t crossing your boundaries.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

It depends, she can get bored of the same stuff so it depends if you guys have time to explore new things. She can go a good few, like 4, since she is athletic and has good stamina, but she definitely needs a break in between.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She owns many variations from dildos to vibrators. She uses them quite a lot, since it’s easier. She’ll use them on herself and you, but of course she will wash them and properly take care of them. She’s quite skillful with and without them, so whether you both use them or not, you’re definitely having the time of your life.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She’s always a tease, whether it's leading her hand up your thigh in class, wearing short skirts or no bra, whispering dirty things, it happens on a daily basis. She gives you yearning looks during class, smirking. It’s 50% sex and 50% taunts and teases.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

She’s not that loud, she swears more often than actually groaning. She sometimes does those small whimpers if you’re leading (which only happens in a blue moon), but she isn’t actually quiet; she talks to you.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

She would definitely want Lily or Mary to join, or she would love to go to one of this girls sleepover party’s and it ends up being a sex-a-thon orgy. She isn’t into men, so if ahy threesome’s where to go down it would be with girls.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

She has perky breasts, they're small but she likes them and her confidence makes you like them as well. Her strap is around 7 inches, but it’s more girthy.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Pretty high, she can go any time and where. She’s always thinking about sex but she is never actually horny most times, when she is horny she can go for hours on end.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She actually has a very high stamina due to quidditch, so she has built up a tolerance to stay awake after a ‘workout’. There for, she can stay up for hours after sex and will probably spend her time taking care of you.

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helnjk · 4 years ago

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Bad Idea - F.W.

Fred Weasley x fem!reader

Merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates 🤍 Wishing everyone a wonderful holiday season & new year 🧚🏼‍♀️

this is the first installment of my showtunes fic list, based on the song bad idea from the musical waitress !

Summary: fred weasley has the ability to get under her skin in a way no one else can. he also sends butterflies straight to her stomach like no one else can.

Word Count: 4.1k

Warnings: enemies to lovers, slight cursing, steamy scenes but no outright smut

song lyrics are bolded & italicized

It’s a bad idea me and you

Y/N rolled her eyes as the Weasley twins made something or other explode at the Gryffindor table at breakfast. The awed cheers and whispers of her schoolmates at the colorful display of miniature fireworks did nothing to sway her opinion on the irritating duo. In fact, it might have even made her dislike for them grow.

It wasn’t as if she had no basis for hating the pair of them. They had been nothing but rude to her since their first year, and she was sure it was mostly due to her adorning the green and silver crest on her school robes. She had been at the receiving end of their nasty pranks more than she liked to admit, and some of them weren’t even a sliver funny.

As if he practiced legilimency, the older twin’s eyes moved from his showy display of spellwork to hers and sent a subtle wink in Y/N’s way.

“Like what you see, Y/L/N?” Fred yelled across the hall, causing the onlookers to turn their heads in her direction.

Angrily, she felt heat flood her cheeks, “Not at all Weasley. Just wondering how many points I could take away from Gryffindor today.”

She heard the members of her table snickering quietly at the sound of points lost for their least favorite house, but she paid them no mind. In all honesty, she knew that no amount of points taken away would sway the Weasley twins from their mischief making.

Later in the day while Y/N made her way from her last class to the library to catch up on some coursework, she heard the familiar snickers of the two boys she wanted to interact with the least.

“Oi! Watch where you’re going!” She yelled, annoyance bubbling in the pit of her stomach as the redheaded menaces rushed past her and nearly knocked her over.

“Going to take some more points from Gryffindor, Y/L/N?” Fred taunted over his shoulder as his brother let out a huff of laughter.

“Well, it’s not like she has any other important things taking up her time, don’t you think Freddie?” George said.

“You are absolutely right, George.” He replied.

“Honestly, don’t you two have anything better to do than get on my nerves all the time?” She gritted out.

The twins slowed their pace and Fred turned around casually to wink at her, “No can do, love.”

“Don’t call me love!”

Their raucous laughter echoed across the hall as she pushed past them in a huff. Stupid redheaded twins. Stupid Fred with his stupid teasing. Stupid George for laughing and egging him on.

Something about the way she determinedly called out over her shoulder made Fred pause.

Her eyes caught the fading light that streamed through the windows of the hallway, and shone brightly. Her skin seemed to glow in the amber light, reflecting the sun as it set in the horizon. The way she moved so confidently as she weaved through the sea of students made heads turn, and Fred was beginning to understand why their gaze gravitated towards her.

He had never noticed how pretty Y/N had gotten over the years. Another pause. Did he find her pretty?

Yeah, pretty annoying. He tried to reason with himself, but still he couldn’t shake this new feeling.

For the rest of the week, Fred had decided that if he couldn’t get her out of his mind, he would simply have to make sure he was on hers as well. Whenever the two of them walked past each other in the halls, he always had some sort of cheeky remark up his sleeve.

Subtly, he would get close enough for their shoulders to brush and would mutter under his breath, just enough for her to hear.

“Looking good today, Y/L/N, such a shame you’re a snake.”

“What’s a lad got to do to take a pretty prefect like you out on a date?”

“Cat’s got your tongue, Y/L/N? I know it’s ‘cause you think I look right fit, you don’t have to say anything.”

The more she ignored his comments, the more it seemed to spur him on. She would catch him sending her flirtatious winks during meals, feel his gaze on hers in their shared classes, or hear him whisper something or other to his twin while he glanced in her direction.

If it wasn’t something he said, he would manage to send practically every kind of prank her way. Tripping jinxes, jelly-legs jinxes, dung bombs in classrooms she was about to enter, puking pastilles or nosebleed nougats slipped into her drinks.

It was getting to a point that Y/N grew frustrated and angry all day. Her friends tended to avoid her when she got this way because she would just repeat the same things over and over again to anyone who would bother to listen.

Fred Weasley was a massive arse. Fred Weasley could jump in the lake and be used as food for the Giant Squid for all she cared. Fred Weasley this and Fred Weasley that.

They had even once asked her why it was specifically him that she complained about and not just the Weasley twins in general.

“Well, both of them do irritate me to no end,” She explained, “But there’s just something about Fred that irks the hell out of me. Merlin, does he know how to push my buttons!”

Y/N didn’t know what it was about Fred that got her going. It might have been because he was the instigator of most of the twins’ pranks, that he acted first and thought of the consequences later. It might have been that he would purposely send bludgers her way whenever Slytherin played Gryffindor and the many bruises that came from it.

It might have been the little flutters she would get whenever he whispered something cheeky into her ear. But that last one she had a hard time admitting to even herself.

By the end of the week, Y/N was at her wits end. Every time the bell rang and she gathered up her things, her hand would clutch her wand, ready to put up a small shield charm or send a hex in the direction of a certain redhead.

It being the weekend, many of her fellow classmates rushed out the door the moment they were dismissed from class. Y/N took her time packing her things back up, as her only plans for the night were to catch up on one of the novels she had had no time to read recently. As she exited the classroom, her eyes scanned the bare hallway for any sign of Fred. Her suspicions rose when she began her walk back to her common room and nothing out of the ordinary happened.

She soon stood corrected as a flash of red hair danced in her vision and she was suddenly pressed up against a wall.

With a gasp she said, “Weasley? What in Merlin’s name are you–”

“Can’t be quiet for a second, can you, Y/N?” Fred teased, his lips skimming the shell of her ear and sending shivers down her spine.

She gulped at the proximity of their bodies, her eyes darting around the empty hallway for any onlookers.

“Get on with whatever this is then,” She breathed, trying to keep her nonchalant act up, “I have other plans for tonight that I’d rather be doing.”

A slow chuckle escaped Fred’s lips, causing her heart to beat even more erratically than she thought possible, “So impatient love.”

“And I told you not to call me ‘love’.”

His eyes darted quickly to her lips and she could only hope that he couldn’t feel just how fast her heart was beating, “I’m going to kiss you now.”

He waited for her to give him any sign of discomfort or to say no, but she merely glanced at his lips and back up at his warm brown eyes. Then, as quickly as he had appeared in front of her, his head dipped and he captured her lips in his.

Y/N felt all the breath in her body leave as Fred pressed the searing kiss on her lips. He was intoxicating, his smell, the feel of his skin as she gripped onto his strong biceps, the way his breath mingled with hers.

When they broke apart, his eyes trailed the length of her body in a way that made goosebumps rise from her flesh. Y/N thought she must have looked like a fish out of water, mouth slightly agape and eyes wide.

“Just a taste of what could be.” He winked at her and then turned on his heel, “Think about it, Y/L/N.”

Far longer than she would like to admit, Y/N stayed rooted on the spot, staring in the direction that Fred Weasley had disappeared in and fingers running along the lips that he had claimed.

Heart keep racing Let’s make mistakes

The adrenaline pumping through Y/N’s veins gave her a feeling of weightlessness and grounding at the same time. Being Slytherin’s best beater came with the responsibility of carrying most of the game and she played her role well. Still, she always made it a point to play fair and to compensate for the shitty sportsmanship the rest of her team subscribed to.

When she had spotted a bludger to her right, making its way to where Malfoy was slowly circling, she set off. With a strong swing of her bat, she had it hurtling in the direction of one of the Gryffindor chasers. Neither of the Weasley twins was able to make it in time and the ball scraped the unassuming chaser’s shoulder.

With the boost of confidence this gave her, she proceeded to play one of the best matches of the season. A triumphant grin etched its way onto her face at the frustration leaking from the Weasley twins, who were trying to keep up with her and her co-beater’s synchronization.

Though, she had to admit that the way Fred’s arms flexed and his grunts of exertion every time he did manage to hit the bludger were a tad bit distracting too. The cheeky winks he sent her way weren’t helping either.

“Feeling a bit tired, Weasley?” She teased when he began to hover close to her, “Can’t keep up?”

“In your dreams, Y/L/N!” He all but growled and the fire in his eyes made her heart stutter for just a second before she set off in pursuit of another bludger.

The game had ended when Malfoy caught the snitch, a feat especially when Gryffindor had Potter, and Slytherin had won.

She couldn’t help but feel a smug sense of pride as she and the rest of the team walked out of the pitch, hearing the cheers of her house at the stands. She took her time in the changing rooms, trying to still her erratically beating heart. Her teammates slowly trickled out, reminding her of the celebrations that were definitely going to happen in the common room.

When she heard footsteps approaching the tent just as she had finished stuffing everything in her bag, she had just assumed that one of her teammates had forgotten something. She stood corrected.

“Quite a game today, wouldn’t you say?”

The familiar baritone voice made Y/N pause. Without turning to face him, she said in reply, “Definitely, Weasley. It’s always nice to kick your sorry arse out on the pitch.”

“Now, now Y/N,” He drawled, his voice inching closer to where she stood rooted on the spot. Her hand gripped at the strap of her bag as she tried to think of an escape route, “That’s definitely not the context I imagined you’d be talking about when you first mentioned my arse.”

She let out a scoff at his insinuation, but couldn’t shake the feeling that he could see right through her bluff. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest as she realized that she was trapped in the quidditch changing rooms with the person who had been plaguing her thoughts.

The air surrounding the pair was thick with tension and charged with electricity. Countless days of teasing and rivalry, all the discreet glances and brushes of shoulders against each other, bottled up into a single moment, this moment. By the time Y/N had turned to face the cause of the palpitations in her chest, he was mere inches away.

His hot breath fanned her face and his deep brown eyes scanned over her. She could practically feel the heat of his body against hers, white hot and tempting. He knew exactly what he was doing to her.

“What do you want, Weasley?” She breathed, finally managing the courage to meet his eyes.

“You.” He said simply, tongue darting out to dampen his lips.

For a moment, it was as if they had both stopped breathing. Neither of them said a word or moved an inch, anticipating the other’s next move.

“Fuck it.”

Before Y/N could let out a word, his lips were on hers and his arms wrapped tightly around her waist.

All of the frustration and built up resentment between the pair of them came to play in the harshness of his kiss. It was not sweet nor soft, not what one would imagine a kiss between a prince and a princess to be. Rather, it was passionate, playful, and powerful. Two opposing forces clashing against each other, their convergence causing an eruption of flames.

Fred was not a shy person, and it was evident in the way he kissed her.

If she was the least bit surprised, he couldn’t tell, because as soon as his arms rested on the small of her back, she pressed her palms against his chest and leaned into him. For once, she let him take the lead and their mouths molded together in a passionate dance.

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” She gasped as they broke apart for air, chests rising and falling rapidly.

“You think too much.” He responded, leaning down to capture her lips in his once more.

The way his lips deftly glazed over her neck and attached themselves to the point right below her ear made small sounds of pleasure escape her lips and her hips rutted against his.

These sounds only spurred him further as his arms slid down from her waist to the backs of her thighs, urging her to wrap them around him. She complied, and soon her back was against the wall as he continued the assault on her neck.

When the pair finally broke away, they took a moment to breathe, panting heavily. Y/N was the first to break the silence, laughing slightly at the compromising position they were in, and how they had just spent the last several minutes taking their frustrations out on each other.

“What’s so funny then,” Fred smiled as he slowly eased his grip on her thighs, lowering her back to the floor.

“Nothing,” She shook her head, surprised at how casual they treated the situation, “Just not what I’d expected to happen when Slytherin won today.”

“And what did you expect?” He quirked an eyebrow, “Especially when you were out there playing so well and looking that good.”

Y/N had to bite her lip to keep herself from grinning like an idiot, “Definitely not snogging you in the changing rooms, that’s for sure.”

“I know for a fact that you quite enjoyed what we did,” He whispered, pulling her close to him once more and closing the gap between them.

“In your dreams, Weasley.” She breathed.

And then his lips were on hers again. And again and again and again.

Over the course of the next few weeks, many noticed how the dynamics between the two shifted ever so slightly. There were still jeers and taunts in the halls, teasing comments made in classes or during meals, but there were also fewer eye rolls and less malice behind their words. It was almost as if they had an unspoken agreement.

The only one who had really caught on to what was really happening between the two of them was George, and it was only because he walked in on them on Fred’s bed in the dorms.

Y/N had been on top of Fred, straddling his midsection and pressing soft kisses all along his face and jaw, while he had his arms wrapped around her waist and held her tightly. Chest to chest, a soft hum verbrated from him as she continued her ministrations.

There wasn’t any sort of sexual tension at that moment, in fact, there hadn’t been an ounce of it the whole day. Laying like this with Fred made Y/N all sorts of confused, but she still enjoyed whatever the hell was happening between them.

It was cut short, though, as George had walked through the threshold of the dorm and saw their slightly compromised position.

“Bloody hell!” He exclaimed, and Y/N sprung up immediately, his twin’s arms falling limply at his sides at her sudden movement.

“Erm-” She mumbled, trying to move away, but Fred had none of it. If at all, his grip on her thighs tightened.

She could feel his body shaking from the laugh he was trying to hold in, and smacked him on the chest, “Fred! Stop that!”

“What?” He laughed, “It’s not like he saw anything, did you, Georgie?”

George, who was still trying to process what he had just witnessed, blinked a couple of times before shaking his head in disbelief, “Good Godric, so this is why you two have been acting so odd lately?”

“Well, it’s not as if we’re bloody dating,” Fred rolled his eyes, but Y/N felt her heart skip a beat, “We’re just having some fun s’all.”

She swallowed the lump that was suddenly in her throat and gave a feeble nod, “Yep. Just some fun.”

It was a pretty good bad idea Wasn’t it though?

Y/N didn’t know why she began avoiding Fred.

To everyone else in the school, all was well. The teasing between them hadn’t stopped. The little jabs at meals, in classes, or out in the hallways still happened. She was still a prefect and took points from Gryffindor whenever she caught the twins outside of curfew or running from Filch. They were both still beaters who played for their respective teams and shot remarks mockingly at one another out on the pitch.

Outside of those moments, though, Y/N made it a point to walk the other direction when she saw him walking her way, with or without his twin. She would slip out of shared classes as soon as the bell rang and their professor dismissed them. She even went as far as hiding in a spare broom closet once, when she was doing her prefect rounds and heard his telltale laughter just around the corner.

They hadn’t shared a moment alone in a few weeks and Fred had wracked his brain trying to figure out what he did wrong. Their set-up had been practically perfect before she started avoiding him. Stolen kisses and the excitement of sneaking around with her were some of the best times of his life there in Hogwarts. He hadn’t had the Gryffindor courage to tell her how he really felt, but at least they shared intimate moments alone, away from prying eyes and judgemental stares.

Instead, now he had taken to staring at her whenever he could, replaying all of their previous interactions to find out what went wrong between them.

“Oi, quit staring at Y/N before McGonagall takes points from us for not paying attention to her,” George hastily whispered one day.

“I’m not doing anything wrong,” Fred defended, his eyes still locked on Y/N. She paid him no mind, unconsciously twirling the quill in her hands and chewing on her bottom lip.

He thought she looked stunning.

“I never thought I would say this,” George groaned softly, “But you’ve gotta listen in class right now or else we’ll lose even more points and everyone’ll be right chuffed. We can figure out your dumb bird problems after.”

With a roll of his eyes, Fred finally brought his attention back to what their professor was going on about. He’d worry about whatever was going on with Y/N later.

“I think it’s simple, really,” George shrugged, later on in the day when it was just the two of them in their dorm. He leant back against the headboard of his four-poster, an image of calm and nonchalance.

“On with it then!” Fred exclaimed, the exact opposite of his twin at the moment. He fidgeted from his position on his own bed, his foot tapped anxiously on the hardwood floor and his hand kept running through his already disheveled hair.

George couldn’t believe what he was seeing. His own twin, all out of balance because of some bird.

But it wasn’t just any bird, he knew, it was Y/N. And if it had to be any bird in the whole school for Fred to become this mess of feelings and uncertainty, at least it was because of her. George always knew that their rivalry would either end in them realizing their feelings for each other or them hexing each other to death.

“Grow some balls and just tell her how you feel, you daft git!” He exclaimed, humor sparkled in his eyes.

“Be serious here, George,” Fred groaned and pushed his face against one of his pillows.

His twin rolled his eyes, “I am being serious! It’s obvious she fancies the balls off of you, so just ask her out on a date or something and save us all from this awkward dance the lot of you have been doing for the past few weeks.”

George’s words rang in Fred’s mind for longer than he liked to admit.

One night, as dinner was coming to a close, he’d had enough. He spotted Y/N getting up from her seat at the Slytherin table and stood abruptly from his half finished meal. As she exited the Great Hall, he followed her out and into the drafty corridor.

“Y/N!” He yelled before he could stop himself.

She paused briefly, shoulders tensing at his call to her. Instead of turning around though, she picked up her pace.

Fred cursed softly, “Y/N, I know you can hear me!”

As his legs were much longer than hers, he caught up to her quickly. Still, she paid him no mind and continued her on her way, “What’s got your wand all in a knot, Y/L/N?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Weasley.” Came her reply.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about, Y/L/N,” He rolled his eyes, “You’ve been ignoring me recently and I can’t think of anything that I’ve done wrong.”

“I don’t know about you, but I’ve been actually paying attention to my classes and doing all of my coursework, that takes up most of my time these days.” She shrugged, turning a corner and continuing her fast pace, “And I’m not at your beck and call, Weasley. I’m not yours.”

“You could be.”

Y/N’s resolve seemed to be taken away with the tide as he muttered those words aloud. In fact, she was so shocked at what he said that she quite literally had to stop walking and merely stared at the redheaded boy.

“Don’t be daft, Weasley.” She managed to choke out after a few beats.

He turned to face her and Y/N had never seen him look so serious before. Fred was usually the louder twin, the more explosive one, the one who acted first and thought of the consequences later. But now, now she could see that he had nothing but genuine intentions as his eyes scanned her and gauged her reaction.

She huffed, unwilling to let her walls down for even a second. It was too frightening, telling the person she had spent much of her formative years rivalling with how she truly felt about them. In fact, despite her act, she couldn’t get it in her to look him in the eyes.

“This, whatever this is, you know that it isn’t a good idea.” She tried to argue, but as the words left her lips they seemed to carry no weight in them.

“It’s a pretty good bad idea if you ask me.” He said with as much conviction as possible, “C’mon, Y/L/N, you gonna back down from a challenge?”

That sparked a fire in her eyes that he had missed seeing, one that said she meant business, “I’ll say yes to you on one condition,” She said.

“Anything.”

“Take me out on a date first.”

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haikyuuuuuhypeeeee · 3 years ago

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Chapter 3

⚠WARNING: Mention of previous characters' deaths

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You have no idea how you got here.

Here, being in front of the lone coffee shop on campus, on your way to meet the stranger who’s had the misfortune to get Hajime’s old phone number and receive your sad ramblings meant for no one else.

And you, the author of those sad ramblings, written in moments of weakness, are going to sit with this stranger and….

You haven’t gotten that far yet.

Honestly, you’ve been more incredulous at the odds of this meeting even happening.

What the hell am I doing???

You really have no explanation, not even for yourself. The time is 9:58 and in two minutes you’re going to walk into the cafe and meet with a stranger who is going through a traumatic life experience similar to yours.

Ok, so you can explain what you’re doing. But the why is what’s escaping you. And frankly that should scare you more than it is currently doing.

Especially seeing how you haven’t told your friends what you’re doing. You bugged off lunch (much to Oikawa’s annoyance) but didn’t tell them why. Not only would Oikawa throw a fit but he, Mattsun and Makki wouldn’t understand your reasoning for meeting a stranger you met only a few hours ago.

They really wouldn’t understand why you don’t have a solid reason for meeting this stranger.

Put all the red flags together and you would find yourself locked in your apartment with no means of escaping under Oikawa’s watch.

To be fair, you are meeting them in a public place and you have no intention of going anywhere with the stranger. You’re just going to go have a cup of tea, shoot the shit, and then leave.

Yeah, it’s definitely doable. And not at all crazy.

You take a deep breath before walking inside the shop. It’s a bit crowded - the weekend mid-morning rush makes the employees hustle behind the counter to fill orders. All of the tables are full, leaving no space for two strangers to sit and….

Oh, this was a bad idea. A really bad and stupid idea.

Your phone rings in your pocket. You pull it out and nearly jump at the caller ID.

Your brain points out that it’s not Hajime but the stranger you’re meeting. You pick up the phone quickly. “Hello?”

“Heya, how’re ya doin’?”

You hope you’ve schooled your expression into nonchalance but you can’t help your eyebrows jumping hearing the clear Kansai dialect through the phone.

Besides the surprise at the unfamiliar drawl, you’re pleased to hear a clear and strong voice on the other line. Nothing creepy or weird or anything your brain was trying to convince would be the case.

“Hi.” You reply into the phone. You can hear background noise from his end, which assures you again that he must actually be here.

“‘M over in the corner with the baseball cap.”

Your eyes move to the corner immediately and zero-in on a figure sitting at the table there. It’s a man, wearing a dark long-sleeve shirt and a dark ball cap. And he’s staring straight at you.

You hang up the phone and walk over to him. You spot a coffee cup on the table in front of him and watch as he takes his hat off and sets it on the tabletop. His silver-grey hair is messed up from the hat but that’s the least of your concerns at the moment.

No, what has you almost faltering in your steps is the exhaustion that lies deep on his face. The bags under his eyes are heavy and stark against his pale skin. His mouth is drawn in a small frown and with his eyebrows furrowed slightly it makes him look troubled.

You recognize his weariness. This is a man who is burdened to carry an intangible weight.

However this man still meets your gaze and gives you a small, tired smile. The small gesture brightens his face considerably but doesn’t completely erase the empty look. But you feel your nerves settle when he smiles at you.

“Hi,” he says when you approach the table.

“Hello.” You sit in the chair opposite of his and shrug your jacket off. “It’s busy, thanks for grabbing a table.”

“No worries.” Hearing his calm and measured tone in person relaxed you more than you realized and you felt some tension release from your shoulders. “‘M here all the time and I figured they’d be a bit busy on Saturday. D’ya want me to grab ya something from the counter?”

“Oh, you don’t have to do that.” You shake your head to emphasize your point.

“Nah, I insist. Coffee? Tea? Fancy mocha drink?”

“Uh,” you’re startled by his insistence but relent. “A tea, please. Jasmine if they have it.”

He nodded before standing and making his way to the register, letting you fully settle in your seat and try to still comprehend what the hell you are doing.

Mid-inner freak out (oh god, what if he drugs my tea, what am I doing?!) a cup materializes in front of you. Osamu comes around with another cup for himself and sits in the chair across from you.

“They had Jasmine and it smells amazin’.” He shifts in his seat and takes a sip of his coffee. “‘M not a big tea drinker but that smells like it would calm ya down real good.”

You send him a smile before lifting the cup up. The smell of jasmine tea was soothing and the taste was even better when you took a small sip. “It’s my go-to comfort drink. I’ve probably had a few more cups than normal in the past few months.”

The sympathetic look the stranger sends you makes you purse your lips, realizing too late what you said. You look away, cursing to yourself. Great, way to go and make it awkward now. It’s quiet for a bit, now awkward by your weird ~fun fact~

“My name’s Miya Osamu.” You look up at the man and see a rueful smile on his face. “I probably shoulda told ya my name earlier. ‘M a first year student at Sendai University.”

You blink. Of fucking course you didn’t know his name. You never thought to ask when texting him earlier. You met up with a LITERAL stranger for tea and coffee.

“Wow, I’m sorry for being so rude!” You hurriedly say. “I should’ve asked AGES ago. But my name’s L/N Y/N. I’m also a first year student at Sendai.”

“Huh.” Osamu (not The Stranger) says. “What a weird coincidence.”

You nod. “Yeah, um are you not from around here? I can tell by your dialect.”

Osamu hums. For the first time you see his face fall and set into something more stone-like. It’s a subtle difference but it’s there nonetheless. “Hyogo. Came to Miyagi for school and had to get a new number.”

“Oh.” It’s a dry answer that you really don’t know how to reply to. “Do you like it so far?”

He shrugs. “It’s not bad. Pretty far.”

You nod. “Yeah, it is.”

You both lapse into a silence that is neither comfortable nor relaxing.

Oh my GOD this is so awkward! Why did you agree to this? Why did you think this was a good idea?! Yeah sure, he’s not a freaking weirdo serial killer, you can check that off your list. But you didn’t think about what you would actually TALK about!

“Do ya wanna talk about Hajime?”

Your reply to his question is to spit your tea across the table.

You look up to meet Osamu’s concerned gaze. Neither of you move before you both reach across to grab napkins from the dispenser.

“Are ya alright?”

“Oh my god I’m so sorry!”

In your haste to clean up your tea the napkin dispenser gets knocked to the ground, and the napkins explode out like an explosion of white confetti.

“Ahhhhhhhh!” The napkins springing up startle you so much that your knee knocks into the table hard, almost upending Osamu’s coffee.

“Argh!” You lean down to clutch your knee as it throbs painfully but your head collides with the table instead. “OUCH!”

“Are ya alright?!” Osamu asks frantically.

You exhale deeply. “Yep, I’m just a klutz. Fuck, that hurt my head.” You wish you could keep your head down and disappear. But you look up, your face bright red with embarrassment, and meet the concerned look from Osamu.

“I’m ok,” you reassure. “Really.” You look around at the mess surrounding your table and catch a few people gawking. Good lord. “Besides my pride taking a beating, I’m all good.” You stoop down to grab the napkins scattered around, wincing at the waste. Osamu also bends down to help.

“It looked like a pretty hard hit,” he notes.

“It’d be worse if I had something in my head worth keeping safe.”

Osamu smiles at your quip, a little half-smile. It’s nice.

Soon you both stand back up to throw out the napkins. Osamu grabs the bunch from you, letting you sit back down. You try to cool the fuck out and you will your face to not resemble a tomato when he comes back.

“Are you sure yer alright?” Osamu asks again.

“Yes, really.” You nod. “I’m sorry if I spat tea on you. I was just really surprised.”

Osamu tilted his head. “From what I said?” You nod. “Why?”

“I mean,” you start. “It mainly just caught me off guard. I’m not used to it, like just talking about him.”

“Do ya talk about him at all?”

You want to nod, but thinking about it you honestly don’t remember the last time you were able to tell someone about Hajime. Not his passing, but just talking about the person that he was.

“Oh.” Osamu pauses, looking at you considering. “Well my old therapist said it’s good to talk about this stuff, so I figured that’s what ya wanted.”

You don’t know how to reply to his simple explanation. Because you do want to talk about Hajime. You want to so badly. You want to tell the world how amazing he is, how he makes the world a better place just by existing, how strong he is and how much lighter you feel when he’s around

Or, how it was.

But you haven’t been able to talk about him. Every time you tried to talk outside of group therapy with your friends, Oikawa shuts down and Makki and Mattsun get uncomfortable. Your therapist is always able to handle anything you throw at her, but it’s not the same as just talking about a friend to someone.

So maybe Osamu is right about just talking about Hajime.

“He has hair like a porcupine.”

Osamu gives you a look of confusion before you continue. “Our friend Oikawa used to call him prickly, and we’d tease him when he’d bristle up and say he looks like a porcupine.” You laugh at the memory of Hajime bristling up, constantly egged on by Oikawa. “It wasn’t even bad hair, it was just so sharp. It was weird.”

Osamu doesn’t say anything for a second before he bursts out laughing. “Atsumu had weird hair too - dyed bleach blonde. Thought it made him look badass.” He rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

You wrap your hand around your cup of tea, hesitating. An obvious question hangs in the air but for the first time since sitting down Osamu looks a bit lively.

“Was Atsumu your brother?”

The lightness on Osamu’s face is extinguished when he nods at your question. “Yeah, he’s a pain in the ass but I love him.” He pauses, looking down at his coffee cup. “Well, he was.”

You can feel the pain radiating from that one word. You understand the horrid dread that comes when you realize you’d been speaking about Hajime in the present tense. Even more so when you have to admit it out loud.

You look at Osamu and frown upon seeing his withdrawn expression. You feel immense guilt, knowing that you’ve contributed to his change in mood.

You’re desperate to lighten the mood and bring that smile back to Osamu’s face. You search through your memories, trying to find something funny. A thought crosses your mind and you feel a small smile grace your lips.

“There was one time that my friend was determined to roast smores on Iwa’s head.” You giggle at the disbelieving look on Osamu’s face. “Yeah, it was the stupidest idea he’d ever concocted. We didn’t even get one marshmallow on his head.”

“We?” Osamu asks, his voice lifting in amusement ever so slightly.

“Of course.” You reply, a smile spreading over your face at the memory and at Osamu’s content face. “I too was curious if we could do it.”

Osamu snorts, shaking his head as he brought his coffee to his mouth. “That idea would have intrigued Atsumu for sure. He was all about the far-fetched plots to piss off everyone around him.”

You smile, leaning forward in your chair. “Oh yeah? Wanna share some notes?” Osamu’s face brightens slightly at your words and he begins to talk, more animatedly than before.

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A/N: So nothing bad happened with Y/N meeting the stranger (besides her being a clumsy klutz, where are my fellow klutzes at?) Thank you for reading, I hope this chapter was a little soft respite from the initial angst~

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seita · 4 years ago

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― bnha abc’s: hitoshi shinsou [nsfw edition].

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

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⤑ 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧! | 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

∴ since sex is so intense with him, he’s always faithful to aftercare. ∴ he literally never skimps on it. ∴ if you take a while to settle down, he’ll clean you off with a warm washcloth and cuddle with you with soft kisses and caresses until you’re clear headed. ∴ mixes lots of praise in the process, knowing how sensitive you feel emotionally. ∴ then he’ll take a bath with you. ∴ if you come back to earth pretty quickly and easily, he’ll be more relaxed and be more keen on cracking jokes and teasing you. ∴ he’ll run a bath and have a relaxing soak, chatting casually with you about anything that came to mind.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

∴ his: his hands. he knows how to use them and he loves how they look on your body. he knows he has really pretty, lithe fingers. also, the fact you’re always so eager to hold his hand makes him appreciate them more.

∴ yours: he’s a breast man. there’s something about feeling your breasts in his hands, leaving marks on the soft flesh. he loves how you react when he plays with your nipples. he can never resist taking them into his mouth when he fucks you.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

∴ he will cum literally wherever you want him to. ∴ if u want him to pull out, he’ll take pleasure in marking your body with his cum. ∴ if you want him to release inside, then he’s gonna cum even harder giving you a nice creampie. ∴ he maintains a decent enough diet so his cum def doesn’t taste bad -- a little bitter, maybe but something you could handle. ∴ he cums a lot too, several spurts releasing. ∴ his orgasm lasts a good amount too ― he cums really hard lmao.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

∴ he has...on more than one occasion... ∴ jerked off using ur panties lmao. ∴ he doesn’t exactly keep it a secret but ∴ he’s never going to just admit he did it. ∴ if you call him out on it he’ll probably easily confess. ∴ but until then....where oh where do ur panties keep going lmao

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

∴ he hasn’t had many partners. ∴ but...he has experience in the sense that he has done research and tried such a wide variety of kinks and positions that he’s just...got it down to a science. ∴ he always makes sure his bdsm etiquette is perfect, he never wants to cause you any harm. ∴ he takes the time at the beginning of the relationship to learn your body’s sweet spots and talks to you about what you like and want. ∴ he’s very good at communication so he gains experience purely by learning tbh.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

∴ his usual go to is doggy style or the mating press. ∴ he likes how deep he can get his cock into you. ∴ he can feel you cum so well like that. ∴ very rarely will he let you ride him. ∴ don’t be mistaken tho, he’s always in control even if you’re on top.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

∴ not really a jokey type of guy. ∴ he prefers to be serious to as to not break the scene. ∴ that’s not to say he can’t be goofy. ∴ he will if he’s in the mood. ∴ or if the two of you aren’t doing anything hardcore. ∴ but def don��t expect it.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

∴ carpet matches the drapes, king is a natural.....purplehead???? ∴ he keeps himself well groomed in the sense he trims. ∴ but he doesn’t shave bald. ∴ he doesn’t like the look of his dick hairless. ∴ but his pubes are always pretty short so u don’t gotta worry when suckin his dick u feel?

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

∴ he’s intimate in the sense that the dynamic of your relationship requires a strong emotional connection and trust. ∴ in the moment, he takes on the dominant role teasing and humiliating you. ∴ but he makes sure to mix in praise and the odd sweet touch amid the bruising grips. ∴ he’s not really into romantic sex ∴ like you’ll never get candles and rose petals on the bed. ∴ but he always shows he loves you in his own way.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

∴ he doesn’t jerk off very often. ∴ but he has urges frequently enough. ∴ probably takes like 2 or 3 nights a week to himself if he doesn’t get the chance to fuck you. ∴ he uses his hands, fisting his cock while he watches porn on his phone. ∴ takes a shower afterwards to clean up the mess.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

∴ very heavily into dom/sub dynamics. ∴ he is always the dom. ∴ prefers to be called master most of the time. ∴ you’re his pretty little kitten. ∴ there is lit no chance he will be submissive lmao. ∴ it’s not always hardcore scenes with him, though. ∴ he’s very capable of having vanilla sex without the choking and spanking if you so wish.

∴ dacryphilia. ∴ he gets off on your tears. ∴ when he punishes you by overstimulating you and you sob that it’s too much. ∴ when he’s been teasing you for an hour, edging you before backing off and you have tears in your eyes. ∴ when your throat is wrapped around his cock and there’s tears running down your cheeks. ∴ he finds it so fucking hot lmao.

∴ shibari. ∴ there’s something about the red ropes on your skin that is so beautiful to him. ∴ he loves seeing you tied up and vulnerable to his debauchery. ∴ he thinks you’re prettiest when you’re restrained with the complex patterns of rope.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

∴ prefers the old faithful bedroom. ∴ but he’s not opposed to the living room, bathroom, or kitchen if he so pleases. ∴ it’s just all his toys are easily in reach in the bedroom. ∴ and plus, it makes it easier for you to get comfortable faster if you’re already on the bed when you’re done.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

∴ teasing him. ∴ flash him a view of his favorite panties under your skirt. ∴ “innocently” lay your hand on his thigh, close to his cock under the dinner table with friends. ∴ lick a lollipop suggestively. ∴ if u do literally anything to tease him, you’re in for it lmao. ∴ making him jealous. ∴ seeing you flirt with another guy instantly makes him feel territorial. ∴ he knows when you’re doing it on purpose and easily takes the bait, knowing what you want. ∴ however, it won’t work if there’s some random guy just hitting on u. ∴ he knows u didn’t ask for that and doesn’t see that as something to get jealous over. ∴ he trusts u n shit. ∴ worshipping him. ∴ sit on your knees while he watches tv asking if you can suck his dick. ∴ tell him how nice his hands are and how you love how they feel around your throat. ∴ let it slip that you had a wet dream about him last night. ∴ he’s more than eager to give u more reasons to worship him.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

he’s not into anything that will cause lasting harm to you. he’ll spank you and do some impact play but if you ask for anything really hardcore like burning or cutting you...it’s a no from him. he genuinely couldn’t handle hurting you like that.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

∴ def a giver. ∴ he thrives on pleasuring you. ∴ he thinks you look divine with his mouth attached to your greedy cunt. ∴ he’s damn good at it too. ∴ more than capable of making you cum several times if he so wishes.

∴ when he receives, he’s into some deep throating. ∴ won’t necessarily facefuck you. ∴ but it’s a slow, methodical pace he sets. ∴ he relishes on sinking his cock deep into your throat to feel you choke and gag around him. ∴ watching your eyes tear up as you struggle to swallow him down.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

∴ prefers a fast pace. ∴ he likes the thrill of being rough with you. ∴ sometimes he likes a deep, slow pace that makes you feel him all the way to your cervix. ∴ he can, of course, pull the sensual card if he so chooses. ∴ he def gets into moods where he wants to worship you and indulge in your body to the fullest.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

∴ honestly not his go to. ∴ it’s not that he doesn’t like them, it’s just that he finds them...unfulfilling? ∴ he’s a man who enjoys long, drawn out scenes of you begging and cumming multiple times for him. ∴ a quickie doesn’t allow him that time. ∴ of course, if you want to have sex with him and the only option is a quickie well...he definitely oblige. ∴ it’s just not his preference.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

∴ he’s more than willing to experiment. ∴ he’s always looking for ways to bring something new and exciting into the bedroom. ∴ is all ears when you bring up something that caught your attention. ∴ will always do his best to do as you ask. ∴ isn’t willing to risk your safety or reputation, however.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

∴ one round most of the time. ∴ but it’s one long ass round. ∴ he’s got immense self control and knows exactly how to draw sex out. ∴ he may even indulge in a cock ring to make himself last even longer. ∴ but he has the ability to stave off his own orgasm for a while. ∴ if you want more than one round, you only get it if the sex isn’t intense. ∴ he saves the multiple rounds for the occasional soft, sensual sex/

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

∴ he enjoys toys! ∴ but they’re not brought in too frequently. ∴ more specificially, he uses them for punishment most of the time. ∴ likes to hold a vibrator to your clit until you’re crying. ∴ makes you ride a dildo instead of letting you have his cock. ∴ he’s rather fond of rope tho, if that counts. ∴ doesn’t use them on himself like.....ever. minus an occasional cock ring.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

∴ lmao if u don’t like to be teased ur shit out of luck. ∴ he likes to draw out the sex with you. ∴ so when you two do it, he teases you for a long time. ∴ he is a monster about it. ∴ takes immense pleasure in your begging and crying. ∴ eges u constantly ∴ but he usually follows through with his teasing unless ur bein punished

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

∴ not a moaner. ∴ the most you get is an occasional grunt and a groan when he cums. ∴ HOWEVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ∴ he is a constant producer of dirty talk. ∴ he really never shuts up tbh lmao. ∴ but it’s hot as hell. ∴ lit the best dirty talk you could hope to hear. ∴ so it’s not really a loss. ∴ when he’s not callin u a slut and humiliating you, he’s calling you his good girla nd telling u ur pretty.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

∴ he’s got a rlly big anal kink. ∴ i could say he almost loves it more than actual vaginal sex. ∴ he couldn’t tell you why except for the fact it feels dirtier. ∴ it feels more lewd to him and that just gets him off. ∴ especially if you’re shy about it ∴ he uses that as a gateway to humiliate u and make u cry ∴ and that only gets him more turned on ∴ dont let him fuck ur ass too often or he’ll actually go feral lmao

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

∴ hitoshi shinsou’s dick is big. ∴ i just know it is. ∴ more specifically, he’s got girth that makes your mouth water. ∴ he also has no problem reaching your cervix when he goes deep enough. ∴ lowkey cocky about it. ∴ always asks u how much u love his big cock or teasing u about how he’s too big for ur pussy to take. ∴ filthy man.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

∴ well,,,,it’s not high but it’s definitely not low. ∴ like he’s not looking to be balls deep inside you every single night. ∴ and it’s not like he’ll lose his mind if he doesn’t get to fuck u for a while. ∴ but he’ll jerk off to release the built up tension. ∴ and if u want to have sex every night then he’s pretty easy to convince ngl.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

∴ stays up a pretty long time afterwards. ∴ usually it’s because he’s taking care of you. ∴ but also, in general, he doesn’t sleep much. ∴ he’ll usually just lay in bed on his phone while u sleep beside him. ∴ the good news is if u wake up in the middle of the night bc ur thirsty he can get u a glass of water. ∴ or if u wake up horny and wanna suck his dick he’s already awake so hey everybody’s a winner.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

#bnha x reader #shinsou x reader #mha x reader #shinsou smut #hitoshi shinsou x reader #bnha imagines #shinsou hitoshi x reader #bnha smut #mha smut #shinsou imagines #bnha.headcanons #shinsou.headcanons

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haechanhues · 4 years ago

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pairing : enhypen x reader (mostly platonic but can be open romantically)

genre : friendship tingz (is that a genre?) social media. bullet points.

warnings : swearing a bit and slightest mention of sex like once or twice. some are longer than others.

summary : these are your friends. cherish em. love em. pick on them. make connections.

Not too long before ENHYPEN’s new comeback, are you all excited?

Back

HEESEUNG

You met Heeseung when you were younger - he was playing with three lizard toys and you had wanted the pink one and so, being the nice kid he was, gave you the green one instead

Has been your best friend ever since

You once stepped on a broken glass bottle and he cried more than you did

When you were waiting for your dad one afternoon after school (your dad was always ridiculously late) you both made a long handshake that you couldn’t remember the next day

You’ve caught him trying to act cute multiple times by making eye contact in the mirror and he yelled at you for judging him

‘STOP LAUGHING AT ME’

‘YOU’RE SO MEAN TO ME’

Ramyeon addict

Everywhere you two go

There’s ramyeon in his bag

You’ve kissed each other a couple of times

Never done it again

Thought about it once, and then fed yourself and that thought disappeared

You’ve had some stupid fights

eg who has to pick up the rubbish on the ground

peanuts

Serious fights

Past partners and their boundaries

Why you ate his leftover ramyeon he was saving for a ‘special occasion’ that special occasion being Friday night

SUNOO

When you became friends, Heeseung was jealous of him and thought Sunoo was trying to take his best friend away from him

Twitter demon

Sweeter in person

Sometimes

Always running around and trying to sell you off

‘Do you know of a Y/N Y/L/N? Well you’re absolutely lucky because she’s absolutely single, hit her up’

‘HER NUMBER IS 555-’

Got you two both cute matching character PJs

You both co-own a Tik Tok account

Well

Actually

too be honest you’re just a featuring act at this point

One time you were sick for a week and he had made a video on all the stuff you missed out on

Because he gets sick often, you buy him a lot of thick blankets, clothes and always get him jackets because you’re worried he’d get sick

Literally the bane of your existence on Twitter

Seriously

He gets away with it though and he knows he will (him and Niki)

NIKI

The other boys get jealous of how nice you are to him

Comes to you for daily cuddles

Sometimes doesn’t get it

The baby knows how to guilt trip you

But when you want cuddles, he’s suddenly too cool for you

Teaches you swear words in Japanese to say to Jay and the other boys

Uses your email when he thinks it’s spam or for his own orders so you had to make another email

People always ask if he’s your little brother

You’ll both be bored one day and sit side by side on the floor

He’d offer his airpod for you to listen and you’d both be red in the face trying not to giggle at try not to laugh videos you two are always watching

Both go to the movies together

You’re paying

He always gets the biggest size even though he can’t finish it

‘It’s a popcorn party’

Always throws the leftovers on Jay or Sunoo

Whatever he wants, he gets.

You’re his best friend. No shit you are. He loves you. He really does.

JAKE

Always squeezing his cheekies

Your girl friends always ship the two of you together (NO)

They saw him in the background of your video call

You take a lot of photos together

A Yes-Man when it comes to your ideas and is literally the hype man you want

Always

Lost a bet to him and so he signed you up for a soccer tournament where you’re not exactly good but you’re decent

You do a lot of planning together but you don’t really execute it unless Jungwon, Heeseung or Jay are involved

Tend to bump into each other when you walk side by side

Heeseung refers to you both as Thomson and Thompson from Tin Tin because you’re both really smart

But he makes you act dumb

And he reassures you a lot

Got you waxing strips because you wanted to try it and accidentally got it stuck on the hair of the back of your neck and so, being the nice boy he is, did it to himself

His eyes watered :(

But it was funny :)

Always bringing you out into the world more so you don’t cramp up inside

JUNGWON

He’s a little mean to you - all in good fun of course

You go to him for advice about this boy or girl you’re talking to

Don’t tell him but you love talking to him

About his day

Ideas for a new movie

About this new boy/girl you’re talking to

Sometimes you feel distant from him in comparison to the other boys

You always go for little walks with him every now and then

One time he grew out his hair purely so you could play with it

In his sleep you drew cat whiskers on him with eyeliner

When you moved into your own apartment, he was the only one that could help out and collapsed on your bed and stayed the night with you

Again : people asked if you were dating

Once again : No

Should really write a FAQ and just staple it to your forehead

When the washing machine is full at yours, you both take your washing to a laundromat and chat away - you get pizza delivered to the laundromat and scoff it down so the others don’t catch you out - you both turn to each other to wipe the crumbs off and spray perfume on your clothes - for the memory box he writes it down on the receipt

Always full of laughs

Never a dull moment

Can just chill together or do something mischievous and fun

JAY

Accidentally confessed that you’d f*ck him if you were the last people alive on Earth and he’s never let you live it down

Made a collage of all the photos you have on your phone and others and his mother wanted her own copy to hang in her living room

‘Can you wear this?’

‘Oooh’

‘GUESS WHAT’

Always trying to style you when you go shopping because your fashion sense isn’t up to par apparently

You always catch him taking selfies and always clown him

Argued about the shape of an elephant nose once

Cried

Said your apologies with snot running down your noses

When you made up and came out of the room, Heeseung and Jungwon mimicked elephant noises

Spams you with celebrities that pop up in his feed that he knows you like

You don’t like to talk about it but once when you were doing a speech assignment, you had to hold his hand to refrain from crying and he rubbed his thumb over the back of your knuckle and didn’t let go until class had ended and you were more relaxed

Although you kind of sort of like to make fun of him

He’s always the first one to look after you if you needed someone

The type to message you if you were doing okay

Can’t look at you when you’re crying so awkwardly has to angle his head the other way and comfort you without looking

SUNGHOON

A lot of past

At first you both had crushes on each other (he was the last to join your friendship group, tall, handsome, really kind, always wanted to make him smile)

Considered the Dark Ages

Jungwon likes to rehash the memory every now and then when your guard is down

For your birthday he gifted you a stool so you can ‘grow’

That ruffled your feathers

Always the one to make short jokes when in your opinion you’re not even that short

Tried to teach you how to ice skate but was slightly disappointed you knew how to stay upright

Girls tend to give you their numbers and little notes made for Sunghoon because they’re too shy

He’s super comfortable with you. You always make sure he’s included and make sure his voice is heard and he’s not being taken for granted.

You checked him out once and he caught you.

‘You’re blushing.’

‘I’VE STILL GOT IT’

Jungwon laughed cause he sees and knows everything

Silently protective of you - one time a guy tried to ask you out and he laughed like

ha ha ha

until he left

tells everyone it’s your birthday on the wrong date so you’re getting your birthday wishes a month earlier.

also gets the freebies because apparently it’s your anniversary every other thursday.

‘JUST DATE ALREADY’

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voooorhees · 4 years ago

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Could you write headcanons of : Billy Loomis being best friends(but the reader is also his crush) with a reader that loves to imitate voices (whether it's characters or real people) ,so the reader does impressions of horror movies/videogame characters ,like out of nowhere he can hear them screaming or saying that they will hurt him. Maybe Billy hears the reader using an absolutely terrifying voice and quoting memes or even singing wap.

I really need crack head reader that is really good at imitating voices ,they do an absolutely cute voice and out of nowhere boom!! they sound like the devil.

time for billy’s turn with the cool voice friend!!

Billy Loomis (scream 1996) x voice imitating gender neutral reader!

• you and Billy have been best friends for what has seemed like forever, you him and Stu would terrorize the neighborhood (not like now B U T egging cars when you were about 13 was the thing back then, not exactly murders yet)

• when you and him hang out one on one (which is rare cause you, billy, and stu are attached to the hip) you two cuddle on the couch (as friends 👀) and mess around on the phone calling people or you play games together

• on this day you and billy were on the phone, calling random people from the school, you and him were about to call Randy when Stu called

“oh shit y/n, you should totally mock him”

• so you are on the phone with stu, mocking him and billy’s on the floor rolling in laughter

“Duuuude stopppp i just wanna come overrr i have math work to do” (>:( )

“dUdE sToP-“

• oh you and him are listening to wap? oooh boy

“can you sing it in Snake’s voice? You know the one? From metal gear solid?”

•and so you sang wap in snake’s voice, and to say the least,,,it was interesting

•billy was wheezing and red on the floor by the time you had finished (he’s not gonna admit it but he loves how easily you can cheer him up and make him laugh like this)

•sometimes you’ll just yell his name in an accent (scottish? british? who knows!) to get a response out of him

“bILLAY can you pass me the waUh bOutlE”

“w- water bottle??” he’s confused and has the goofiest grin on his face

• when he breaks into, i mean enters your house he’ll sometimes be extra quiet cause sometimes you’ll be practicing your voices to yourself or reading out your work in a voice (usually some dumb accent)

• he walks in your room and acts like he didn’t hear anything

(“bruh you gotta stop sneaking in!”)

• catch him off guard with a very soft tone when he’s mad and it’ll calm him down faster than anything

• sometimes he climbs through your window and just needs to be talked to gently, oh and pretend to not notice how his ears get red when you play with his hair, you have a feeling he’s liked you but you’re gonna act oblivious

• catch him off guard with a deep growling voice and he’s gonna be both scared (shh) and intrigued!

“since when can you do that???”

• one thing he hasn’t told you but that Stu found out was that billy keeps all those dumb voice messages and voice mails you send him, a l l of them

• you had sent him a stupid one of you saying you loved him in a dumb voice and you know what? he listens to it when he’s sad and you’re not around- it’s a little piece of you that he can listen to when he can’t be there or call you himself

• he’s gonna try and mimic what you say in private, no one knows but he does it to try and sound like you

• talk extra soft and sweet to him and he’s gonna hold you close (you comfort him so so much) but his heart is gonna be racing (he’s holding YOU and you’re talking in a calming voice???)

•he’s all for you and everything you do, but he’s still trying to find out a way to figure out this crush

/extra stuff/

stu has been trying to tell you that billy has the biggest crush on you

he says that you’re all that billy talks about when it’s just him and stu

“all he talks about is you and how you grabbed his hand to pull him out of the crowd in the hall, or how you were being sweet and he laid in your lap as you played with his hair, y/n! he’s head over heels for you! he won’t shut up!!”

stu won’t exactly admit he thinks it’s cute that billy is so lovestruck for you but he does like how much you can make billy laugh and smile, moments like that mean a lot to him and you

when the three of you hang out, stu is gonna lowkey mess with billy and you

“so y/n, what voices have you learned? what’s the softest one you can do?”

oh billy knows what you can do and it makes his whole face turn red

i hope you liked this one, it’s a little long :/

#scream #scream 1996 #billy loomis #billy loomis x reader #stu macher #stu macher x reader #ghostface x reader #ghostface #headcanon #slasher x reader #slasher community #slasher imagines

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shaydeoffical · 4 years ago

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Burnt Chocolate Kisses: Osamu Miya x Fem Reader!

Summary: Osamu and (Y/n), think about their first valentines together, and find a way to celebrate their third anniversary after a busy day.

Words: 2.5k

Warnings/keywords: fluff, light fighting, Suna with Barbz energy.

Author’s Note: This is for the Sweethearts Collide Collab I am hosting. Please go support everyone who joined in! I am so excited to share all these V-Day fics with you, and maybe make it a little less lonely for some of you! Please enjoy

Collab Masterlist: here

Burnt Chocolate Kisses

"Samu." I sat my box down and rushed to meet him at the door. Rice was scattered across his hair and chest, not to mention there was a small patch on his cheek. His eyes were barely open, movements slow, as he took off his shoes. "I told you to let me help at the store today." "Be glad you didn't." He stepped up from the genkan and slumped into my arms. "One couple tossed their food at the cashier. Instinct kicked it, and I spiked it across the store. I'm going to be collecting those free onigiri vouchers for the next three months." "Valentine's day is about being with your loved ones and sharing a romantic evening. Yet, there's always an idiot or two who like to ruin the day for everyone. I'm sorry it was hell today." Rocking him lightly, we slowly edged our way to the kitchen. Part of the reason I stayed home today was so I could cook him a magical dinner. But my day hadn't gone to plan either. "Why do I smell smoke?" Finding some energy, he moved past me and ran to the oven. Opening the door, the last billows of smoke rose up and out. "(Y/n); what happened? Are you okay?" Grabbing a towel, he fanned the air away from the smoke detector and glanced at my hands. There were few people in this world who'd be more interested in my well being than their stove in shambles. "No burns this time." I laughed, gritting my teeth. The air was thick, my throat closing up. "I guess I did surprise you; there's just nothing to eat…" Inside the oven was a charred goose. We had watched someone cook a goose on Master Chef, and we had wanted to try it for a few months. He held his forehead and turned his back to me, getting the bird into the trash. "So, um, are you going to cook my goose over this?" My voice cracked, but I couldn't stop the joke from slipping out.

He giggled to my relief. Osamu was a wonderful boyfriend; of course, we had some fights, but he never let it get out of hand. Though it was a different story between him and his twin. Atsumu always used me as a human shield from his brother during fights, and it worked every time. Osamu wouldn't risk hurting me, no matter how much he wanted to strangle his brother. "Nice pun, baby." Coming back to reality, I jumped up, sitting on the counter. "Well, I wanted to make today special. But I think we both just want to try again tomorrow." I leaned my head against the cabinets. Soot had stained the ceilings and coated the light fixtures. To say I almost burned the house down was an understatement. Thankfully, 'Samu told me that if there was a fire in the oven, to just let it smother out by keeping the door shut. "We have a history of celebrating the 15th, ya know." He slotted between my legs and pressed his soft stomach against mine. "We'll get our half-price teddy bears and snacks, walk around the park, maybe go to the arcade. Or." "Or what?" Stealing a kiss, I tapped his nose. "We just do what we did for our first valentines." He slowly kissed up my throat, nibbling here or there. "No. Th-that doesn't count!" Blood rushed to my head, his hands ghosting up and down my back. "You can't sweet talk me into this. That was three years ago, and I didn't get to tell you how I felt. Plus, it was after midnight, so it doesn't count. Now, if you want to go skating like our first real valentines, I will." "I'm not sweet talkin'," he bit down on my favorite spot, my hand anchoring in his hair. "Come on, it's nothin' scandalous. But if I have to keep persuading you, it might take a sloppy turn. I'm too tired to be any count tonight." "I'm exhausted too." Pulling apart, his eyes sparkled, waiting for my reply. "Alright, let's do it." I jumped down and started to get my warm clothes on. "I'll make it up to you, for last time. Though this might tire us out more than we remember." "Let's do it." He grabbed a quick snack and went to the bedroom to get changed. "It'll be fun." Hollering back at me, he poked his head out the door, and I could catch a peek at his chest, my chest fluttering.

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"So you burnt 'em?" Atsumu held the obligation chocolates to the street light. "You skipped class to cook all day, and this is what you made?" "Thank you (L/n), they'll make a nice paperweight." Suna snickered, placing the pink heart bag in his pocket. It was Valentine's day, and the three of us were waiting for Osamu to join us for the festival. "Oi, (Y/n). Tell me you didn't burn your hommi cocos for my brother." Atsumu poked the bulge in my bag. "I'm going to wait for next year. There's no way I can confess with these." Gripping the side of my bag, I swallowed hard. "No matter how many times I tried, it just… didn't turn out. Hey, wait. How the hell did you know that Osamu's were hommi cocos?" I gripped Atsumu by his collar. "It's not hard to tell. You keep sneaking away from your club to watch us practice. Not to mention, you've been up each other's ass the past three years of school. It's only a matter of time before one of you does something about it." Suna snuck out one of his chocolates and took a chase bite. His eyes bugged, this throat struggling to swallow the charred candy. "Damn it." I stomped my foot. A dust cloud formed, sweeping through the crowd of people around us. The weather had been dry for a while; there was a debate on whether it was safe or not to have a fireworks display this year. That's when I was going to give Samu his candy, but things weren't really working out. "I guess there's next year. Maybe we'll go to the same college?" "What about next year?" "Ahh, nothing." Twirling on my heels, Osamu was right behind me. Our shoulder's bumped when I turned; his hands steadied me. There were lots of thoughts racing through my head, but I couldn't help but notice how handsome he was, the star's reflecting in his eyes. "Sorry, I'm late." He smoothed the wrinkles on my sleeves and smiled. "Now, what are we planning for next year? A date without these two idiots?" "I resent that." Suna looked towards the food booths. "(Y/n) would rather it just be us, right?" Atsumu pulled me into his arms, pressing my head against his chest. "Cut it out." I wriggled in his hold. "I'm the superior twin by far. Who wants to spend time with a loser like Samu, when I'm right here?" "Let them go, Tsumu." Osamu's voice was even. I was surprised he wasn't trying to lunge around me to hit his brother. "She even gave me and Suna coco's, isn't that right (Y/n)?" "She did." Suna agreed, egging them on. "What's wrong with you?" I finally broke free. "Why are you trying to start a fight?" Atsumu grinned like a fox, holding up the candy I made him. When I looked at Osamu, he seemed crestfallen. The two fought all the time. Why was he so hurt this time? I had made him candy…it just wasn't good enough. "Just say it (Y/n). I know you want to." Atsumu pushed me towards his brother. "Tell him how you really feel." "Enough, Atsumu." I dug in my heels. "Can't you just let us have a good night? This is the last Valentine's we're going to have- Oh my god, Rintaro Suna. Put that god damn camera away." Tugging my hair, I noticed a crowd has started to form. Shaking, I hid my face in my hands. "I can't believe you two." "Come one (Y/n)," Osamu took my hand, breaking the crowd so we could pass. "Let's do what we always do." "Ditch our friends and stuff our face?" I sniffled, clutching onto his kimono. "Of course." We stopped in front of a booth selling sweets. "I'm really sorry about the things that were said." I played with the strings hanging from my outfit. "Let's just focus on making happy memories now. Like you said, this could be our last chance to do this again." He stepped closer to me, tucking me under his arm as a large group passed us. There wasn't much of a line, and in a few minutes, it was our turn. My eyes were glued to the apples, and Samu noticed. "Two candy apples, please." "Here." I tried to pass him some cash. He pushed it back into my palm and handed me the apple. "It's my treat today." "It's your treat every day." A pout settled on my lips until I dug into the apple. The red candy coating crunched, and the sweet juice rushed into my mouth. "Hmm, this is good. We should try to make some of these next weekends." "We should. Let's make it a date." He grabbed my hand, walking towards the line for the next booth, which was selling ticker fish. Diving through the people, my heart was nestled in my throat. "You shouldn't sound so casual, or I'll get the wrong idea." Someone stepped back, and I tripped over their foot. My candy apple went flying, and my arms failed for any support. Osamu caught my upper half and eased me into a squat before I crashed. Popping back up, I apologized to the man, and he went on his way. "You okay." Samu dusted off my dress and examined my knees for any stress. "Thanks to you, I'm fine." I looked at my candy apple, crusted with dirt. "But my apple isn't." The line was moving fast, so I nudged him forward. "Seams like today has been nothing but bad luck for me." "Is that so? Why?" He ordered the fish, a few drinks and some grilled chicken too. As the food was being prepared, he handed me his apple. We shared food all the time, this was no different, but something was off. His fingers brushed mine when he handed it off. Sure the stick was hard to balance, but this was…so soft. Osamu grabbed the food and re-entered the crowd. "Well, I-." Pushing my shoulder's back, I bit into his apple and collected my thoughts. We veered off the path with our dinner and find a quiet place to sit and eat. "I was making hommi cocos for someone special, and they burned…multiple times." I plopped down on the grass and took another bite of the apple. "So Atsumu was lying." Osamu showed me his phone. Atsumu had texted him a picture of the obligation chocolates I made him. "Yup, he just wanted to upset you." The fire flies lit up the sky as our eyes adjusted to the dark. A breeze filtered through the area, and I scooted closer to Samu for warmth. "So you were making the hommi cocos for me?" He held out a piece of fish for me, and I used my teeth to pull it off the stick. "Like I said, today's been terrible." I curled into my knees. "I can't share my true feelings with burnt chocolate." "I see." He looked at his watch then the sky. "The fireworks about to start. Which means it's almost midnight." He reached over and took another bite of his apple. "We can just wait till then." "It won't count if we wait, though." I realized that I was basically admitting my crush then and there, but there was no point in pretending now. "Our feelings will be the same today and tomorrow." He reached into his bag. "I made these for you." "Sumu." It was a box of cocos; they were wrapped in pink ribbons and had special frosting with my name. "You, put so much effort into this, I. I defiantly can't show you what I made." Fireworks went off in the sky above, raining down red and pink sparkles. They illuminated his eyes, making them glow almost. His face was inches from mine, our breath shared. "They are hommi cocos. I couldn't wait for white day. I didn't know for sure if you returned my feelings, so just in case, I made these for you. I really like you (Y/n), please, be mine?" "I don't know what to say. I had all these things planned, but I'm lost for words." I pulled back, handing him the box. "These aren't good enough to express my feelings, but I want you to know I tried." Having killed the moment, I wanted to kick my own ass for pulling away. "You skipped class to make these?" he asked, popping one in his mouth. "I did. Feel free to rub in how bad they taste." I laughed, wiping the sweat from my brow. "They're perfect." He leaned forward again, but not as far. I met him halfway, our lips touching in a feathery test.

"Mm, that is so much better without the taste of burnt chocolates." I slid off his lap and onto the blanket beside us. We had gone to a festival and got the same dishes as before. The firework show was about to start, and we finally were alone.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Present "It was cute. You put some much effort into them that all I tasted was your love." He grabbed my chin, pulling me in for another kiss. "My love and scorched caramel." Leaning against his chest, I looked at the sky, the first firework going up. "I'm glad you were braver than I was back then." "As much as Atsumu pissed me off, I'm glad he tried to push together." A loud boom spoked me, of the fireworks bigger than usual. It made a giant red heart. "He sped things up for sure. Thinking back on the day, there were a lot of disasters, but it was all worth it. Because I got to find the love of my life." I laced our fingers together. "I wish for us to always be together." "We will; no need to wish for it." He kissed my knuckles, his knee knocking down the stick from our food. "Thank you for working so hard today." "Well, burning stuff is my love language." I giggled, and we curled deeper into each other. "I love you (Y/n)." He closed his eyes, starting to drift off. After a hard day's work, he needed a little rest. Considering how hard he fought it to spend time with me today, I could let him use me as a pillow.

#haikyuu x reader #osamu x reader #haikyuu fluff #Osamu Miya fluff #osamu fluff #Osamu x female reader #osamu miya #Osamu imagine #miya twins #suna #valintinesday #fanfiction #sfw #fluff #romance

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weasleysimp394 · 4 years ago

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Boggart [F.W.]

word count - 1.4k

Fred Weasley x Reader

A/N - please be nice lmao this is my first time writing an imagine. This story is based on what I imagine my own boggart would be.

TW - self h*rm (scratching), depression and anxiety, mention of a su*cide attempt, and monophobia (i think that’s what it’s called; fear of abandonment)

Background info - in this scenario, Newt Scamander was born in 1978, the same year as you and the twins, and Lupin wasn’t fired in your 5th year.

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In your sixth year, you take Defence Against the Dark Arts for a NEWT level with your friends George and Newt. There are Fewer students than in your OWL classes, so often times your classes are a mix of students from all four houses.

Today in DADA Professor Lupin is reviewing Boggarts and has brought one from Snape’s potions stores for you and your classmates to practice on. The cabinet in the corner rattles and shakes while Professor Lupin talks about how he had to convince Professor Snape to let him take the boggart instead of just letting Snape deal with it. “remember class, if you happen to come across a Boggart outside of school, you should avoid dealing with it alone! Boggarts are best dealt with with other people.” Lupin reminds everyone of the counter curse Riddikulus and instructs everyone to think upon their happiest memory. Memories of the Christmas you spent with your boyfriend Fred and his family resurface in your mind and you smile. You can still smell the crackling fire and taste Mrs. Weasley’s hot chocolate.

You’re jolted back into the present by Lupin’s instructions “think of your greatest fear, and how to turn it into something Jovial!” Your face falls as your anxieties and fear surface from where you keep them buried. While you’re lost in thought Professor Lupin instructs everyone to form a line in front of the cabinet. You find yourself herded fourth in line, behind a gryffindor girl you don’t know, your house prefect Cedric Diggory, and George, with Newt behind you. You watch the gryffindor girl turn her boggart from a mummy into a pile of toilet paper, and the rest of the class laughs while you wrack your brain on how to turn your greatest fear into something laughable. Cedric approaches the boggart and it turns into a dark-haired ravenclaw girl crying and backing away from him. Before you can recognize this as fear of hurting those close to you, Cedrick has turned the boggart into his girlfriend laughing. George approaches the boggart next, and your anxiety heightens.

how do i make this funny?!

You’re wrenched from your thoughts as you watch George cast Riddikulus and the boggart shifts from his twin’s corpse into Fred energetically doing the chicken dance, and the whole class bursts out laughing. “I’ll be right back class!” Lupin says chuckling as he slips into the hallway to talk to Professor McGonagall.

Your hands shake and you approach the boggart nervously. Fred stops doing the chicken dance and with a pop the boggart turns into your mother looking imperiously at you, her lips curling into a wicked smile. “you’ll never be good enough.” she says, her voice dripping with contempt. With another pop the boggart turns into your father, malice written all over his face. “why can’t you do anything right?” he chuckles, and again the boggart turns into someone else. Your older sister. Your mind goes numb, the counter-spell forgotten. You hear Draco Malfoy laugh as the boggart turns into Newt. “What’s wrong Y/L/N, cat got your tongue?” Draco and boggart Newt wear matching malicious smirks. The rest of class can only stand there, mesmerized.

pop

You choke out a sob as the boggart turns into Fred. Fred, who was always so good at comforting you and making you laugh, was now towering over you, his face uncharacteristically dripping with contempt. You fell to your knees at his words, unable to move. “I never loved you Y/N. I’m leaving.” an evil smirk still painted across boggart Fred’s face. You tore your eyes away from what was now your worst nightmare unfolding before you. You were gone before you could hear Newt shout Riddikulus!, bumping into Professor Lupin in the hallway, tears streaming down your cheeks. You ignored Professor McGonagall and Professor Lupin’s shouts, running to your favorite hiding spot in the castle, where you knew you could be alone.

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“Riddikulus!” Newt shouted, and the boggart now disguised as a writing desk quickly exploded. “Bloody Hell mate, d’you reckon you know where Y/N went?” George said, worry written across his face. “No, but i have a few ideas. I’m going to look for them, and if i can’t find them, i’ll meet you in the great hall.” Newt said, quickly becoming determined to find you before your thoughts could get the best of you. He shuddered, thinking of the night Professor Lupin carried you back to the hufflepuff common room, having found you unconscious at the top of astronomy tower, passed out before you could jump. Newt shook his head and cleared his thoughts, right now he just needed to focus on finding you. He nodded and waved to George as the two boys set off in different directions.

After searching the entire third and fourth floors, Newt trudged down to the great hall, exhausted, discouraged, and really worried. He glanced at the hufflepuff table, laden with food for lunch, then sat down at the gryffindor table, across from Fred and George. “any luck?” Newt asked, glancing at George and picking up a bowl of soup. Fred grimaced at your choice of soup and George shook his head solemnly. “what were you guys doing Georgie?” Fred looked to his twin, curious. Newt nearly choked on his soup. “You didn’t tell him what happened?!?” an oh shit look quickly spread across George’s face while Newt’s spelled shock. He quickly explained to Fred what had happened in Defence against the Dark Arts while George guiltily pushed his food around his plate. As Newt explained what had happened, Fred’s face changed from worry to anger. “Are you both daft?? Why in the bloody hell would you leave her alone?! You should’ve come and found me, I know where she’ll be!”

Fred jumped up out of his seat, shooting a pissed look at a confused Newt and George. He raced up the moving staircases, and climbed a winding staircase up to a tower overlooking the giant squid playing in the lake. Fred’s face softened with worry as he found you curled up there, dozed off, tears staining your red cheeks, your wrists an angry red from being scratched. He knelt in front of you and lifted your chin with his thumb and pointer finger, gently waking you. You look up, confused and dazed as he wipes away your tears. “it’s okay love, i’m here.” he whispers with a sad smile. Your eyes fall, unable to meet his gaze. “it was you. in Professor Lupin’s room. You said you never loved me, and that you were leaving.” Your whole body shakes as sobs wrack your body. “that wasn’t me darling, that was a boggart. I would never say those things.” Fred says softly, catching your hand before you can start scratching again, he gently traces circles on your palm, grounding you. The small tower room is silent for a moment as tears stream down your cheeks. Then you find yourself pushing Fred away, unable to stop your hands. “I don’t deserve this.” you whisper “you should be with someone who’s not... broken.” you choke on another sob.

Fred stands up and picks you up easily, then sits down and gently places you in his lap. His hands circle your waist, and you face him. “listen to me darling, I know you can’t believe me, but i love you with all of my heart. And to me you’re perfect, not broken in the slightest.” He lifts your head up again and forces you to look at him. “I want to be with you.” he whispers and kisses your forehead. You fall forward, burying yourself in his chest, and he rubs your back whispering sweet nothings.

When you’re finally up to it, Fred takes you by the hand and leads you back down to the great hall, where all your friends, George, Newt, Ginny, and Luna earnestly await your return. You eat a grilled cheese sandwich and smile while Newt cheers you up sending his niffler to steal Draco Malfoy’s expensive watch, the hufflepuff egged on by the twins. Fred’s thumb rubs circles on the back of your hand and he whispers “you’re good enough darling.” just for you to hear.

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A/N: thanks a bunch for reading, especially if you made it this far! If you want me to do an imagine/scenario about your boggart, send it to me and i’ll definitely get to you, since this is my first post!

thanks loves, have a magical day! 💛

#fred weasley #fred weasley x reader #newt scamander #boggart #george weasley #fred weasley imagine #mental breakdown #hogwarts #professor lupin

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cornflowerrblues · 4 years ago

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some small cyberpunk red gang headcanons because why not

(I haven't seen the first cyberpunk in a while actually so apologies if some of these are already canon and I'm remembering wrong)

everyone's favourite himbo, Burger Chainz:

eats the weirdest food combinations eg watermelon and ketchup or strawberry, hot dog, cheese, and fudge kebabs.

can actually cook like real good though. when the gang hang out, it's mutually agreed that Burger cooks, no matter who's hosting. He doesn't text in advance and ask for what ingredients are there, he just kinda turns up and makes something from whatever is in the kitchen. it's always excellent though

can sing quite well if he's trying but he rarely tries, he usually either sings in a comically deep, gruff voice or hums random bits

immediately started sleeping in his van when he got it. he spent so much time there that he was only reminded he had an apartment by his landlord calling him and asking where the rent was

doesn't lock the van when he's in it

owns a novelty "kiss the chef" apron that vang0 got him one christmas and he doesn't wear it to cook in, but sometimes when he needs a reminder that his friends love him he'll put it on, along with the socks with tiny marijuana leaves on that dasha handed him with no explanation after knocking on his window at 9am one tuesday

has never actually smoked weed but everyone he encounters thinks he has so he just rolls with it

gives really good hugs. the kind of ones where the other person just fully embraces you and makes you feel warm and safe and loved

knows how to do stick and poke tattoos, gave vang0 one on stream on an impulsive saturday afternoon. out of frame, burger held vang0's hand while he was trying to downplay the pain for the stream

tech boi, vang0 bang0:

loves makeup but he cannot do his own eyeliner to save his life

paints his nails though

once perma-banned 20+ forum members because they saw burger bumbling around doin his thing in the back of one of his streams at his apartment and were making jokes about his appearance. he never told burger but made a mental note to add to the rules that insults to any of the mods were a bannable offense

always has at least 2 dice in his pockets, but sometimes it's a full set. takes them out and rolls them around the palm of his hand when he's bored or stressed

obsessively makes sure his wiki page is completely up to date at all times just in case he forgets again

keeps a picture of him, dasha, and burger in his wallet for the same reason

only ever gets his friends novelty gifts to their faces but leaves unlabeled presents under the tree at christmas and hidden around their apartment/van on other occasions

tends to run his fingers through his hair unconsciously

has a tattoo of a little thought bubble on his upper right arm

is a shower at night person

the lady who has custody of the single brain cell, ms dapper dasha:

is the epitome of *pulls up to drive thru as children cheer* *orders one black coffee and leaves*

only got to be friends with burger and vang0 because burger kept showing up at her apartment without notice and making her dinner and he brought vang0 sometimes

has more of a soft spot for burger than she lets on

is actually incredibly awkward when doing casual talk, only knows how to talk business

wears heels when they're practical and when they aren't

used to play video games competitively when she was younger, now she just plays for fun and stream snipes vang0. texts him "L" after she kills him, with no other explanation

organises her bookshelf alphabetically by author

wears contacts

#idk what these are lmao #dapper dasha #vang0 bang0 #burger chainz #headcanons #polygon #cyberpunk red

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bucksblr · 4 years ago

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tagged by @leonzhng thanks for making me dig through my most embarrassing crushes 😭✋

i’ll tag @highwarlockkareena @yibobibo @lan-xichens @purplexedhuman @aheartfullofjolllly @lanzhansmiles @nyx4 i feel like i tag you guys in everything i am so sorry please ignore this if u don’t wanna do it !!

putting this under a read more for reasons

MEN 2010 – 2016

literally nothing more embarrassing than falling on the same type of white man over and over again (with the exception of minho from shinee bless his heart)

tommy joe ratliff → he was the bass player for adam lambert during his glamnation era (think of songs like for your entertainment and if i had you) idk why exactly i liked him so much but i just did.... however i searched him up again quite recently and found out he’s one of those republicans that says the dumbest shit on twitter so Big Yikes

harry styles → “baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed, and when you smile at the ground it ain’t hard to tell...” and BOOM 13-year-old me was sold for well over two years

louis tomlinson → basically i liked harry most until around 2013 when for some reason i started to like him a little less, and i got more focused on louis tomlinson, and although i didn’t like one direction anymore louis tomlinson always had a special place in my heart

ashton irwin → so ashton is 5sos’ drummer, i discovered 5sos through one direction & i stanned them until late 2014

harries twins → the harries twins (jack & finn) are basically the reason i started spending a lot of time on youtube, they were funny and pretty and they just had good videos in general, so for almost two years i’d watch their content regularly

choi minho → my first steps into kpop happened bc i was watching videos on youtube (most probably the harries twins) and suddenly i saw the sherlock mv in my recommended videos so i clicked on it and then 14-year-old me proceeded to fall for minho like an idiot

brooks twins → still youtubers, the brooks twins were 3/5 of the janoskians (jai & luke brooks, beau brooks, daniel sahyounie, & james yammouni), an australian youtube comedy group that was active from 2011-2018 though i was only around from 2012-2014 (when jai brooks was dating ariana grande)

jc caylen → surprise! another youtuber! jc caylen was part of o2l (our2ndlife) a youtube collaboration channel on which each of the 6 members posted videos on a certain day in the week (mondays with connor, tuesdays with ricky, wednesdays with sam, thursdays with jc, fridays with trevi (my 2nd favorite member bc she participated on the x factor), saturdays with ricardo, and then they had surprise sundays every week) and i remember how much joy jc & the others always brought me with their silly videos

misha collins → up next, you might know him as the gay angel that was sent to superhell after confessing his love to the homophobic hunter on supernatural, it’s misha collins! basically misha was a huge source of comfort for me, and i even went around calling myself emmisha for almost two full years (cringe)

henrik holm → he played even bech naesheim in skam and my crush on him reached that level of ridiculousness where i actually tried my hand at learning norwegian (i can only remember how to introduce myself and some curse words i would make a great first impression on him)

MEN 2016 – 2021

min yoongi → okay so my baby steps into kpop happened through shinee’s sherlock, but i only got really invested when yoongi dropped agust d 1 because Holy Fuck y’know??

kim namjoon → oh man i remember thinking namjoon was cute and a very good leader and then BAM he dressed like THAT at the 2016 mma’s and i fell in love. hard

park seojoon → i started liking park seojoon whilst i was watching hwarang (you guessed it, i watched it bc of taehyung), although he wasn’t my favorite character by far, but he was very silly off camera & i liked that (i’m not that into him anymore tho </3)

kim seokjin → OH BOY LET ME TELL U i liked seokjin from the very beginning (i got to know bts in late 2014) and i always liked seeing him perform and be himself and god once i realized i had a crush on him it just hit me like a mf truck, and he’s still one of my favorite people to this day

jung hoseok → god fake love era hoseok really hits different.... also yes i know i have all of bts’ hyung line on my list BUT bts was a really big part of my life for almost 6 years soooo honestly they deserve it i still think they’re great guys

choi san → when ateez made their debut in 2018 i immediately fell in love with san, he was such an amazing dancer and he captivated me right from the very beginning, to this day he’s still my bias in ateez uwu

xiao zhan → AND THEN, OCTOBER OF 2019 HAPPENS AND I WATCH CQL AND... i fall in love with xiao zhan, something i’d never expected would happen bc when i watched cql for the first time i wasn’t as invested in the story, but i really really really liked xiao zhan and one thing led to another and now here i am as a xfx

wang yibo → the thing is, i’ve known yibo since eoeo except i didn’t know cql yibo was uniq yibo (bc i’d forgotten his name) and when i looked it up i can tell you my jaw dropped to the floor bc holy shit????? also he is very silly and i love him loads ok

lee minho → ah, the man who has been my skz bias since 2018, not only is minho my bias i also kin him (there’s a lot of aspects of myself that i see in minho and vice versa) and he’s very comforting to me

bang chan → honestly, it was only a matter of time before i’d fall for bang chan, i knew the moment i got into skz again that i’d start biasing him and, well, here i am, double biasing chan & minho

WOMEN

this list is shorter bc i’ve in general always had less crushes on women than on men??? blame society forcing me into thinking i was straight for a LONG time

ariana grande → remember the 2011 layout of twitter?? where u could not only have an icon and a header, but also a background and ur twitter page was smack in the center of ur screen with the big ugly menu bar at the top??? yeah ariana grande was always my background for my l*rr* st*l*n*s*n layouts

perrie edwards → this was right around the time she was dating zayn & little mix was breaking out into the spotlight, yeah i just really loved her

andrea russett → okay so remember o2l?? andrea russett was kian’s girlfriend for a pretty long time and they always did videos together and i always thought she was super pretty

lily collins → maybe i don’t like clary in tmi all that much but i sure liked the way lily collins looked

alona tal → MY BISEXUAL AWAKENING, it’s only when i saw alona tal in spn that i realized, fuck i might be gay

park jihyo → i discovered twice (my 2nd jype group after day6) through the like ooh-ahh mv and red-haired jihyo really did something to my heart (i just rewatched it and god zombie bang chan is so mf cute)

kim jisoo → when bp made their square two comeback i was immediately smitten for red-haired jisoo in playing with fire, it’s also when i realized she was my bias out of the four members

shin ryujin → the reason that i have blue hair is partially bc of ryujin and her amazing intro in wannabe :D

xuan lu → her portrayal of jiang yanli was SO ON POINT and she’s just such a kindhearted wonderful person wow i want her hand in marriage

lee yoobin → god i’ve known dreamcatcher from back when they were still called minx and ever since i’ve always looked at dami that bit more than the rest, i was also able to see dreamcatcher live in october of 2019 and the whole experience was just so amazing !!

FICTIONAL CHARACTERS

there’s a whole lot more than just these 10 but i wanted to fit the evolution into one (1) slide as best as i could lmao

peter pan → this movie came out in 2003 (?) and he’s honestly the first fictional character i remember ever having a crush on

legolas → i was really doubting between placing haldir or legolas here but i only really got a vague haldir obsession when i was like 14

zuko → LOOK. ZUKO IN ATLA? HOT. ZUKO IN LOK? HOT EVEN IF HE’S AN OLD MAN.

will turner → man was annoying sometimes but i really liked him and his relationship with elizabeth was cute

jo harvelle → gosh i can’t believe she’s the only female character in here???? yeah she was one of my two spn faves and i’ll never forgive the screenwriters for the way they killed her off

castiel → does your fave ever get sent to super hell for being gay? no? well. mine did

kili → fili and kili’s storyline tore my heart out, spit on it, and then laughed straight in my face, KILI WAS LITERALLY MY FAVORITE DWARF

howl → i only watched this movie for the first time in 2020 so i kinda fucked up the tl cause i watched cql in 2019 but shh, anyways howl with his blonde hair was good looking but howl with his black hair just hits differently. i want a howl

lan jingyi → MY BABY BOY, TINIE LITTLE BABIE WHOMST I MUST PROTECT ok no but seriously this kid. i love him a lot

mu qing → BARK BARK. that’s all (that’s not all i love him a whole lot and it hurts me to see so many people misunderstand his character and only see the bad parts of him when they can forgive others for fucking up (eg. xie lian himself & feng xin) but bc mu qing doesn’t deal well with emotions suddenly he’s the bad guy??? i s2g if ppl are gonna do to him what they did to jiang cheng in the tgcf la i will RIOT)

#thanks for the tag hanyi my hands hurt now </3 #tag game

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