#ew a fanfic

[heyy-dont-mind-me]

Scott's Diary

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Found an old notebook where I was writing a 'book' based on Scott's perspective throughout the events of the movie (more of when onceler is telling the story)

So yeah get what I wrote (it's small and recent but this was before I became more active).

Just to note, this shit is cringe and old writing (some parts i rewritten)

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"You're family sucks." Onceler rolls his eyes. "You say that everytime." "Yeah, cuz I mean it." Scott crosses his arms. "But we'll show'em."

Onceler smiled. "Yeah we will."

"So.. whats our first stop?"

The raven head smirks. "I... got a map, so we just travel around! find the right material." he gives scott the item.

Scott takes a peak into it, reading the contents. "Interesting..."

It was silent for a bit before Onceler spoke up. "You know scott..."

"mm?"

Onceler turns to him with a small smile on his face. "I'm glad you're here with me, I don't know what would have happened if... we never met..."

Hearing those words warmed Scott by his chest. "And I'm glad to be here with you.." Scott smirks. "We promise...?"

Hearing those words, Onceler rolls his eyes but still with that smirk on his face. "We stay together.."

They begin to recite together. "Side by side, no matter what.."

"We won't be one without the other."

"I'll be the egg to your bacon." Onceler nudged him.

"You'll be the sweet as i'll be your salty." Scott spoke.

"I'll reel you like a fish, so you won't flop on a dish."

"I'll hook you like a worm so you won't wriggle like a germ."

"We're 2 peas in a pod, day and night, left and right, salt and pepper.."

"PEANUTBUTTER AND JAM SANDWHICHES FOREVER!!" They both say in a cheer, their laughter echoing through the empty plains.

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-Their journey throughout the month.. was tiring to be an understatement-

Both men, plus Melvin having their own troubles on the journey throughout.

From the scorching hot dessert, where Onceler nearly got killed by a bed of venomous scorpions and a cobra, along with Scott ingesting the water of a cactus.

In the jungle where some things were stolen by monkeys, a near accident with a crocodile and with Melvin nearly eaten alive by a large snake.

In the freezing cold tundra, where all three huddled around a small fire, only to discover a polar bear was living nearby(???)

and scott somehow discovered a snake and was being chased by it.

(WHAT'S UP WITH THE SNAKES??!)

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Till eventually the fruits of their journey would be born.

Melvin kicks behind the seat where the 2 men lay, Onceler groans.

"I'm telling you melvin, we're gonna be there soon I'm sure-- Woah..!"

Through tired eyes, he was greeted a beautiful sight. a Forest of trees like no other, with striped bark to fluffy cotton-candy like tops, varying in shades of warm colors (and occasional purple).

They way the tufts look, it seemed softer than silk, and its smell! Fresh butterfly milk!

"Scott! Scott! SCOTT!" Onceler hits scott lightly.

Scott rubbed his sleepy eyes before he beholds the sight before him. Complete and utter awe of the colorful scenery.

"What is this place-?"

"It's our jackpot scott!" Onceler exclaims, jumping out of his seat and running ahead down the hill.

Melvin huffs, catching Scott's attention causing him to coo over at the mule. "Aww you poor boy, here have an apple for now, I'll make something good for you later, okay?"

Melvin grunts in approval, biting the apple out of scott's hands.

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Yeah that's the end of the thing lmao, this is mostly a small short thing before i sued the notebook for writing down lore for Trufulla Curse and Truffula Oven Pizzeria.

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[scetchee]

art of a fanfic I read- afahsjdjsgaksjsvw it was one chapter but i loved ittt!! they are so cutee I swearr 😭💙❤️

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fanfic:

Groomed For Greatness by Deiohx on ao3

[offleshandboneau]

Of Flesh and Bone -- A TomTord centered Eddsworld WTFuture AU/Fic

Go read on ao3! :)

[l0v-ly-c4t]

Daisuke headcannons :3

Summary: Just a quick Daisuke headcannon since he's my newest obsession, and I am too lazy to finish the imagine I'm writing

Pairing: headcannon

Tw: none!

A/n: Sorry, this is trashy, I literally wrote this at 2 am. Half asleep, half counciouss. I am planning on posting more, but I just don't have that much time 😞

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First of all, he wouldn't even KNOW he has a crush on you until late

He would just think of you as his prettiest friend or something like this

Once he realizes his feelings, he would do anything for you, even more than he already did

He pays so much attention to what you say. NO ONE can convince me this man doesn't have adhd and uses all his willpower to stay in the conversation and to hear everything you say correctly without distractions

He would ABSOLUTELY buy you flowers and chocolate when you guys have a date out

Just LOVES to hear you laugh at his jokes, it makes his day 100X better!!

"Do you love me?" "Yes I love you"

*2 seconds later*

"Do you still love me?"

His love languages are DEFINATLY fisical touch and acts of service.

He would just NEED to have some part of his body touching some part of your body ALL THE TIME!

He would poke you just to get you to look at him, put his head on your shoulder like a clingy cat, and beg for attention. I DARE YOU to deny it for him. You would have to deal with the biggest drama queen ever.

He would take such good care of you! Especially in the aftercare, this man is the sweetest. He just loves to be useful, so he would just do anything for you. Need water? He gets it for you. Wanna eat some sweet? He goes grocery shopping for you. Want a specific kind of cheese that's only produced in the Himalaia and isn't exported to the rest of the world? He's already on the plane, baby!

The best scenario ever for him is to give you a massage. He gest to touch you and do something for you AT THE SAME TIME? No one can convince this man this isn't heaven.

"Daisuke, can you pleas-" RIGHT AWAY MA'AM!!"

This man is not able to decide whether he wants to be the big spoon or the little spoon, so he just lays on top of you like he's trying to suffocate you.

His goal is to have a cat with you. He would spend his whole salary on pet toys and tasty things for it. He would name it Lino :3

This man is DEFINATLY a sweet food person. Give him spicy food, and he would faint right away.

You can't get away from him. He's the clingiest of the clingy boyfriend society.

F/n: Sorry, this was small and rushed, I'm planning on posting more Daisuke content later.

[klonoadreams]

Also I am caught up on the Lost in the Book Halloween Event. And I am thriving over how Scully J. Graves has effectively kidnapped Yuu/MC, because you don't understand, it means we continue to be relevant to the story and each scene reveals more about how we interact with everyone else. I'm like totally jazzed up.

But also, they can never make me hate you, Scully...

Sorry, Yuu (ewe), but you're gonna have to deal with this mess. Rip, but I'm sure you'll be different...somewhat. idk, but enjoy the mess, Floof!!

Anyways, I'm excited for the next update :V

(I also just have come back from a trip to Disneyland and Knott's Scary Farm, so I got Halloween on the mind wooooo)

[r0-boat]

Because I’m starving for the boy who clearly came out of a shoujo manga. The true beauty of Hades imho. Could I request some sweet and maybe spicy Foras headcanons? 🌸

Ooh YES!!

Foras headcanons

Nsfw&Sfw

Cw: stalking, dubcon.

Sfw

Foras is in unknown territory. It's just a flutter every time he sees you. You're so bright and lively that he shy is always so easily. But at the same time, it's that same bright and liveliness He wants to protect and cherish. He has never been in love before. And the fluttery feelings honestly scare him.

Balancing his love and loyalty for his king and his love for you is difficult... Especially when the two of you fight like angels and devils. He knows how much you don't like Levi but he'll still at least try to get you to have a better relationship. (He doesn't know the dynamic you two have) he can't help but selfishly fantasize about having both you and leviathan his arms. And he hates seeing two people he loves fight.

Foras wants you but never dared to act on those feelings; call it shyness. Or call it not wanting to give unwanted competition to his king. He avoids you when he's visible; when he's invisible, he's practically your new shadow. He passes off as an excuse, throwing his king under the bus. Telling you that Levi had ordered him to stalk you. (Something he would tell you if you actually catch him) which is half true. Yes, Levi wants him to follow you around everywhere you go to report back to him. But honestly, he's just as curious about you as Levi.

But will not fight you if You're the one initiates. In fact, he would prefer that; his heart would go wild if you pull on his ropes and pull them into a kiss. He doesn't care if he gets punished for this. He wants to feel your soft lips against his.

Touch starved. Extremely touched starved. Melting into your hand when you pat his head, touched starved. He wants more, but he doesn't want to ask.

He feels that little pain in his chest, poisonous jealousy when other devils get your attention. But, he had never acted out on those feelings before.

He would only do something if it protected you. Or if an angel attacked you and your all alone. He is the reason that water or snacks would magically appear if you say the your hungry or thirsty.

Nsfw

He can't say that he has claim over you, Even though it'd feel good too. He wants to claim you in more ways, claim the inside of his body in the most prime way. He touches himself every night dreaming to how you would feel. Every night, he would touch himself to you, wishing and wanting. He hates to admit it, but one time, he came into your room invisible and walked in on you, touching yourself. His breath was getting heavy and shaky, looking how your fingers and hands played with yourself. After a while of watching you, he gives in, sliding his hand into his pants to palm himself. Biting his lip to hold back his sounds.

His greatest fantasy is fucking you in front of Leviathan. Whether it be ordered to do so or not, it's something that he jacks off to constantly.

Despite being a devil, He's actually sort of innocent by devil standards. He has never had sex before.

Now that he is over you, his face is pink, and he is nervous; he wants to pleasure you. He wants to make you feel good. even though he's very nervous. At least he knows how you like to touch yourself.

Pull on his chains will you ride him; he'll go insane. Those things are just for decoration, so they might break, but he doesn't care. The sight was so hot he filled you up on the spot.

Closet pervert. Chivalrous knight of hell is a closet pervert! He has a virgin but at the same time he thinks about doing real nasty things to you you'll never know because of his straight face.

[moonsapprentice]

Wuh luh wuh..? 🥺

[chjidk]

𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙈𝘼𝙎’ 𝙉𝙀𝙒 ★-𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍 𝙁𝙄𝙇𝙈!

[🅼🅸🅻🅳 🅽🆂🅵🆆♥]

ᴰᴼ ᴺᴼᵀ ᴿᴱᴾᴼˢᵀ

ᴱᴰᴱ ᴬᵁ

@radiantaro

[sintiancat]

''Red leader'' - drabble

(tord x reader), where these two reunite years after

You look up and down at Tord, staring in awe.

It’s been… what, a decade? Maybe even more, since you last saw him. You never expected him to be your new boss.

 Much less the red leader everyone talked about.

The right side of his face was covered by a large, red scar. Making you wonder when or how he got it. And if you could've helped him had you both stayed in contact.

His right eye was covered by an eyepatch. You look down, frowning when noticing the robotic arm. The one that was holding a cigar between two fingers.

Your eyes then swiftly go back to staring at his, and you gulp.

"You look... different.’’ You murmur, a bit awkwardly. ‘’Uh, did you get a new haircut?" You say, looking up at his hair that resembled horns. It was still the same as ten years ago.

You’re not sure how to describe the look on his face, as he takes his time to puff on the cigar.

"(Y/N), I lost an arm." He finally says. And you blush, looking away.

"I know. The hair cut thing was a farce.’’ You sigh, look at him again with a frown.

‘’I just didn't want to be rude, you know? But since you brought it up… what the hell happened to you?"

He laughs, shaking his head. ‘’You haven’t changed at all’’ He throws his cigar to the floor, stepping on it. ‘’A lot has happened since we last saw. So! How about we catch up on life, elsklingen min?’’ He says, leaning closer to you and putting his arm around your shoulder, walking with you.

‘’elskilnge what?’’ You look up at him, tilting your head, ‘’You know I don’t know Norwegian, Tord.’’

(elsklingen min: my love)

[x-junwrites-x]

sobbing your writing style is consistently beautiful :'] I love it.

Is it alright if I requested a tord x reader drabble where the reader is a soft, affectionate person? they're overall loving towards him considering he's touched-starved. reader can be gender neutral c:

Hi, anon! You sent this ages ago, and I was on a very long writers block. I’m so sorry😅

Hope this is ok!

-Jun

Marshmallow

Tord x Reader Drabble

Tw: none

It started small, with a steady hand holding his whenever the two of you sat on the couch in the boys’ living room while you were visiting. He would tense up, stormy gray eyes never leaving the tv screen. You wouldn’t look at him either, simply rubbing soothing circles over the cold skin as his hand tightened over yours whenever Matt or Edd would pass by on their way to get a snack from the kitchen. Your eyes would skirt over to see the way he ducks his head, cheeks tinting slightly before composing himself.

You didn’t complain as he let your hand go.

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So loving. So forgiving.

He didn’t hate it. But he didn’t know what to do with it.

“Sweetheart,” you purred, watching the way he fumbled while slipping his hoodie off at the sound of your voice.

“What?” His muffled words held some exasperation as he moved to lay next to you on his bed. The two of you were set to watch a movie in his room, you were already laying down comfortable under one of his blankets.

“C’mere.” You motioned for him to scooch closer despite his hesitance. You paused, noting the way his fingers were curled into his palms. The space between you small, but could be closer. “Hey, Tord,” you waited for him to look at you, “It’s ok if you don’t wanna cuddle.”

He grimaced, shifting to turn towards you more.

“It’s not that I don’t want to,” he sighed out, fingers uncurling from one palm to run a hand down his other forearm, “it’s just that…it’s hard for me.” You frowned at that, head tipping to rest against one of his pillows. He blinked at you, letting the silence stretch between you.

“Well, here. If you want to try, we don’t have to.” You asked as a hand stretched out to rest palm up closer to him. He looked down at it before looking back up at you. The Norwegian pursed his lips, fingers feeling warmer as he placed his hand in yours. You were quick to interlace your fingers together, laughing quietly at his startled look. “This ok? I know earlier was a little different since we were outside.”

Tord swallowed, nodding before relaxing back onto his pillows. The light of the tv’s idle screen filled his sight as he looked up at the ceiling. “This is ok.”

With a slight tug, you carefully fit yourself closer to him, letting him turn on his side to face you again.

“What?” He whispered, watching the way you chewed on your bottom lip. Your free hand slithered over to rest again his waist then, pausing as you felt him tense.

“Is this too much?” You asked nearly into his chest, your senses well aware of the way he wasn’t relaxed under your hand. He let out a breath, his hand unlatching from your hold. You were about to move back before both his arms encased you in an embrace that squished you against his chest. Eyes widened, you latched back onto him. Tord was tense, arms shaking slightly as he held you to him.

“Tord, you ok?” You asked again, voice sounding muffled as your head nestled against his throat.

“Mm, yeah.” He murmured, head tipping to rest against the crown of your head. Despite not ever holding someone as close as he was, it felt good. Different, but good. Only if it was with you.

With that, you nuzzled into him, daring to press a kiss against the skin of his throat. He huffed a laugh, suddenly squeezing you to hear your startled giggle.

“Hey!” You laughed, scooching back but not letting go of him. He gave you a smirk, a hand reaching up to ruffle your hair. Your chest warmed as he kept his arm around you, pulling you closer to settle back down. The two of you eventually melted into each other, watching the rest of the movie in quiet content. You felt like you had found your home.

[little-otter-writes]

omg just found yr blog and i love your writing!!!!

could you do a tord x reader where he calms them down from being overwhelmed?

Of course! Here ya go >:]

Too loud

Ship: Tord x Reader

Type: fluff, slight angst, oneshot

Everything was loud. Too loud.

Tord had asked you to come to a party at one of his friends house with him, and you had agreed, thinking it wouldn't be so bad.

Unfortunately it was worse than 'so bad'. It was awful.

It was crowded, loud, and way too bright.

It hurt.

It took a while for Tord to find you in the crowded house. You were in the corner, completely overwhelmed.

He noticed immediately.

"min kjærlighet?" Tord asked as he approached you, taking notice of your overwhelmed state.

He hated seeing you upset, it broke his heart..

"C'mon, let's find somewhere quiet.." He said with a firm but gentle tone.

He gently grabbed your hand and lead you to the backyard of the house, and had you sit down at one of the chairs on the nice little patio.

He rubbed your back gently and whispered soft reassurances to you as you took a few deep breaths to calm yourself down.

"That's it, min kjærlighet. Deep breaths. I'm right here.." Tord whispered, gently rubbing your back and shoulders.

He knew how to calm you down, as he had many times before.

After a while, you finally calmed down. Your breathing slowed and the tears that were once silently falling down your cheeks had stopped.

Tord smiled and put his arms around you, gently kissing your head.

"Let go home, ok?" He asked softly.

All you could do was nod and smile gratefully.

Tord made sure to walk around the side of the house to get to the car instead of going inside, not wanting to overwhelm you again.

He kept one of his hands in yours as he drove home with you, soft music playing on the radio the whole drive home.

[eyeritestuff]

Eddsworld x Reader Drabbles

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Characters: Tom

Warnings: None! Might get suggestive though…

Author’s note: This’ll be split into parts :3 How many ? Idk !! I’ll edit this post to add the links if i ever get to it.

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First impressions

> Tom is of particular interest to anyone he encounters. He stands out, and not just because of his literal voids-for-eyes, but because of that damn attitude.

> In 2024, it’s addressed as the sassy man apocalypse, but universally, Tom is dubbed an asshole… amongst a bunch of other very colorful colloquialisms.

> When Tom chooses to speak to anyone, it’s not the accent that swings first, it’s the quickness of his “don’t care” response that uppercuts, and he relishes in watching people struggle to find the words to respond.

> For whatever fantastical and universal reason, when he came across you, things were different… and no, he didn’t change overnight because he saw you and it was “love at first sight”. More so, your ability to rebuttal his stupidity stood out.. and he wanted to know what made you.. you.

> Admittedly, when you met Tom, you were hooked. Something about having a taste for men with a less than stellar track record.. and that’s putting it lightly.

> The light and unintentional tan, the eyes, the dirty blonde hair, the piercings, the way the moles on his face were placed in an aesthetically pleasing way… need you go on?

> You pondered if he had any muscle to match the verbal punches he gave those around him.

> He definitely smells like alcohol.. but you’re also picking up the scent of ‘male manipulator’ cologne.. it’s soft but it’s there.

> Totally random, but are those fuzzy dice hanging off the side of his jeans? Amazing. Goes well with the mini harpoon gun keychain next to it.

> “..and this is Tom! Tom, say hi to y/n!” The taller boy in green motioned to the freak in blue, and you beamed as you waved at him. He came prepared, however, with an umbrella that naturally blocked your rays. In other words, he had a resting bitch face.

> Cliche, but you knew that if push came to shove, he cared about hurting others— he has emotions. You just didn’t know how much it would take for him to show them.

> You had all the time in the world… well! Technically, as much time as your landlord wanted to give you when renewing the lease. You and the three taller boys in front of you lived in the same complex. You needed a place to stay while studying away at uni.. and this place was perfect. The fact new friends came with it was a plus you didn’t really see coming.

>“Twiddling with your hair isn’t gonna make it grow any longer.” a gruff voice said. You looked up to match the voice with Tom. His voice sounds like he just woke up from a bad hangover, and honestly you wouldn’t be surprised if that was the exact scenario. Considering, well…

> “And drinking more won’t make the problems any better,” you retorted and gestured towards him and his flask , “exhibit A.” The blue boy was taken a back, clearly by the way his facial expression illustrated confusion.

> “Some people do it for the fun of it.”

> “Some people should really pick up a book if they consider taking a swigs’ a hobby..”

> “Oh really?”

> “Make the book high school biology, yes.” what a nerdy response , you say you yourself.

> The two of you stared each other down. Honestly though, what was there to stare into? Trying to find his soul was like walking in the dark, really. Your peripheral vision caught the redhead and the green hoodie boy fidgeting in place, so you knew to stop here.

> To your surprise, Tom’s face then broke character with a smile.

> Oh.. his smile.

> Toothy, sly, and alluring. Your face was heating up. The way his lips curled.. it was something you wanted to see more often. It’s decided then.

> “You’re different, y/n, I’ll give you that.” You then snapped back into reality after feeling his hand land on your shoulder a little rough like.. especially since the spiked bracelet he wore on that hand jabbed a little into your skin.

> Make no mistake, you were attracted to him surface level. However, you wanted to know more. Little did you know he shared the same sentiment.

How did you find out

> Tom sucks at compliments. No, really! Especially when he’s crushing on someone.

> He doesn’t want anyone to find out. Which is code for he doesn’t wanna seem vulnerable to anyone. His rationale is if he were to compliment someone, that person and the others around them will get to thinking.

> You, however, are blissfully unaware.

> Tom sucks at hiding his feelings. Shit, he sucks at hiding anything in general. He wears his emotions on his sleeves, and then expresses them in a pretty fucked up way. So, no, your ignorance isn’t because he’s good at bottling things in. It’s because you’re genuinely empty in the noggin.

> Everyone around you knows. Tom knows everyone knows. It’s just better if he gaslights himself into thinking otherwise, it helps him sleep at night.

> Your presence amongst the group is almost a daily occurrence. Edd tries to throw hints, but they’re drowned out but Tom’s sudden outbursts.

> Sudden outbursts could range from burping, shouting vulgarities, injuring himself ‘by accident’ and then channeling his inner sailor some more, or punches to the arm of the messenger. You take your guess, he’s probably done the latter.

> Back to the compliments. There was a particular time where Matt and you decided to have a silly little shopping trip. His invite! You guys went around 10 in the morning, only to come back to Matt’s apartment around 8 in the night. To your surprise, you see Edd and Tom already comfortable on the couch. Tom was in a tight band t-shirt and some sweats, while Edd wore a silly creeper onesie.

> “How was the adventure you two?” Edd hums and smiles. You struggled with your bags and gently placed them down to the side. You had quite a few and your arms felt a wave of relief once you set them down. “I had so much fun! Matt was super helpful in my wardrobe cleanse mission.”

> Matt frowned slightly as he set his bags down and his hands magnetized to his hips, “ What’dya mean cleanse? We didn’t buy cleaning supplies!” You giggled at his empty headed moment and changed the subject.

> “Want a fashion show?” You smiled once you noticed Edd’s visible excitement at the prospect. You also couldn’t help but notice Tom shifting in his seat at the mention. You took a glance in that direction and decided to be a little direct.

> “How about you, Tom?” He cringed at your question. Again, not because of your doing.. necessarily… but because he was nervous. His head was being imaginative, put it like that.

> “…Whatever..” He mumbled, and you shrugged it off. Fashion show time!

> You and Matt were having fun doing silly poses and pretending to vouge. Edd was super encouraging, loved every outfit, and even clapping to the music that was playing. Tom, however, was sunken in the sofa with his arms crossed just glaring at the floor.

> Tom isn’t and wasn’t going to praise you. Again, he had a weird stigma about compliments.

> However, those lowrise bell bottom jeans with that studded belt and that fitted sleeved shirt in what he knows is your favorite color. He couldn’t help but stare at your waist and what little view of your chest your shirt had to offer.

> You noticed how Tom rose in his seat, and felt your face break into a sly smile at the realization that he was interested. His face screamed that sentiment. Everyone noticed it too, and it quickly got silent.

> You try to poke. “What’s with the face, nerd.”

> He deflected next. “You look stupid.”

> “Do I really?”

> “Not gonna repeat myself twice.”

> “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say I’ve piqued your interest.”

> “You fucking wish. I’d never be into someone like you. Honestly, you’re such an air—”

> “Hey Tom, your face is really red… are you okay?”

> “Yeah.. Tom… you look like you’re suffocating! I’ve never seen you so-”

> Tom threw up his hands in surrender and shouted “I’m out!” With that, he stood up and walked out. There was a brief moment of silence before there was a slam of the door. You looked back at your friends and sighed, “Sorry guys.. maybe I took it too far..”

> “Seriously..?” Matt facepalmed.

> “What..! I Already said s—“

> “What Matt means to say is, have you really not noticed yet?” Edd asked genuinely concerned. You looked at him and laughed awkwardly before realizing he was serious. “What’s.. what.. huh..? What did I do.. wait- what’s going on?”

> “Tom is whipped for you, y/n,” Matt exclaimed, “Even I knew that!” You felt your face heat up and your head whipped around to face both at them.

> “Huh..?” is all you could manage out before you focused on Edd.

> “Yes! He just doesn’t know how to express it.“ You swing your head to look over to Matt and begin to twitch, “He needs to figure it out then!”

> “That’s the thing y/n, he doesn’t do that all the time. It’s just with you. Sure him and I have our moments, and then there was Tord, but those two genuinely couldn’t get along. Have you not noticed that after your arguments how he hides his face-” Matt then interjects, “Or that time when it was your birthday, and he helped you clean cake off your face after arguing about how much of a slob you were,” Edd then copied Matt, “or when you had just failed your chemistry exam, and all you could do was sulk and watch My Little Pony, and so he stayed the night with you saying the excuse that-“ and in unison the two sung: “I’m bored, and terrorizing y/n sounds like fun.”

> You felt your face heat up recalling just those handful of moments. “I thought he was just being a friend…” you mumbled.

> “It would…! If it was anyone but Tom, of course.” Edd chuckled and shrugged. He was right.

> The MLP binge watch weekend should’ve been so obvious. I mean, come on, you two shared a throw blanket and your legs intertwined with his. Tom isn’t touchy with anyone. You had failed a chemistry exam, yes. It got especially emotional since that week you were already feeling homesick, and you had sacrificed phone time with your family to study.. and failure. When Tom came over, you’d cry everytime the episode had a familial lesson— it sucked. Next thing you knew, Tom put aside your one sided beef when he wrapped you into a tight hug.

> “Well what now…?”

> “Run to him!!!” Matt exclaimed dramatically.

> Do you even wanna give the punk rock boy a chance?

How did he find out

> Laying there sprawled out across his bed was Tom. His bed was the safe haven in the mess that was his room.

> Dirty room. Very Cluttered. Clothes scattered the floors, clean and dirty. It smelled like his cologne took a stroll through a bar.. minus the pungent scent of stomach acid.

> His bed consisted of his precious Tomee bear, two pillows with gray cases on them, and 6 blankets. Half of those blankets were throws, but still.. why so many blankets?

> Posters scattered across his room walls. Old band posters, classic anime franchises, and a few posters of video game crushes he had over the years. In the corner was a cluster of polaroids of all his friends! Yes, Tord included… and yes, even you.

> Tom found himself shifting his gaze from the white ceiling to that corner. There was a picture you took where he was caught mid laugh and you took the opportunity and posed with your polaroid. He loved that picture, to the point where he placed it in a position where it would be the first one his eyes went for. That day, he thought you looked the prettiest. Not like you don’t look pretty everyday, it’s just that one he appreciated because you were in bliss. All he could do that entire night was fight back a smile when you smiled, when you laughed, and when you looked at him with those caring warm eyes.

> “What am I thinking…” He groaned and threw his hands over his face. He wants to tell you, trust, he really does! He’s just.. afraid of rejection.

> It’s a pretty typical fear amongst many people. So he wasn’t alone. He just feels humiliated and embarrassed for having weaknesses. What if those feelings transferred to the relationship? Is there even a potential relationship.

> Gosh you were so pretty to him. He loved every detail about you. There wasn’t a moment he didn’t fantasize about you. He’d probably take you to a museum for a first date.

> Tom loves art. It’s kinda obvious. Unless you view music and art as separate catagories that never merge.. then I don’t know what to tell you.

> He noticed what kind of media you consume, which was a lot of animation, and he wanted to explore other genres with you on that first date. So what better place than a museum?

> There was a knock.

> It shook the man out of his fantastical wonderland, and he shot up.

> Tom has this terrible habit of opening the door without checking the peephole. Opening the door he found himself devoid of air coming face to face with the person in front of them.

> It was you.

> You weren’t wearing the outfit you were modeling earlier. To be fair it’s been about 2 hours since then. You were wearing a silly cat onesie, and in your hand was a reusable grocery bag. Unknown to him, you gambled on having a sleepover with him, and in your bag was a bunch of ingredients to make milkshakes.

> He didn’t have the energy to disguise the emotions he was feeling, and leaning against the door frame, he spoke to break the ice.

> “Uhh, what’s- What’s up ?”

> “Wanna have a sleepover?”, you smiled and shifted the bag to the front of your knees and grabbed it with both hands.

> “Uhmm..” he shifted off the doorframe and let out an unsure sigh. Grabbing the ends of his fitted band tee, he pulled and looked behind him.

> “If it’s a mess you’re worried about, I don’t mind! I can even help you clean up.” you offered.

> “Oh no- you.. you don’t have to do that. Uh. I’m down, I was just caught off guard because when you showed up I was zoned out.” he nervously laughed and opened his door wider, gesturing for you to walk in.

> You walked in and set the grocery bag down on the kitchen island to the left. He went straight for the bag and started snooping while you started picking up items to clear the space you were going to get comfortable in.

> “Smirnoff…?” He said in an almost childlike wonder way.

> “Ah, yeah,” you started, “I remembered it was your go to at bars, and I wanted to see how it would taste in a milkshake.”

> Oh you were perfect.

> “Also, Tom, We need to talk.. but don’t get mad with me.”

> Tom scoffed and turned around to start the dishes, “I could never be mad at you y/n, don’t be stupid.”

> “I don’t, actually. I feel like some of our bickers are not jokes.”

> “Well to clarify, I’m only teasing.”

> “Back to the point, Tom,” you started and he hummed in response, “I like you Tom.”

> No.

> “Yeah me too y/n. You’re fun to be around.”

> “Nono, Tom, I mean.. romantically.”

> The sound of dishes stopped with a crash of glass. Nothing broke, but it was loud enough to startle you.

> You stood up and turned to look towards Tom to see him standing there with wide white eyes and a red face.

> “What..?” He said like a child, and it made you laugh.

> “Yeah, I love being around you, I like your presence.. albeit I could live without the insults, but I love your sass and your jokes. You’re funny, you’re pretty, and I wanna know more about you.. more than the Tom I know.”

> “y/n.”

> “Yea?”

> “I don’t even know what to say in this situation, but know I do feel the same. I feel strongly..? If I could jump off the walls like a damn molecule, I would. Y/n, I really like you too.”

> “Oh what a relief. For a second, you had me believing that the boys were wrong.”

> Tom laughed.. out loud. It made your heart melt because it was a genuine one for once, “You dummy! I’m sure you had Edd and Matt biting their fingernails in frustration over this.”

> “i’m sorry I didn’t notice sooner!”

> “I’m just happy you noticed at all.”

[offleshandboneau]

A new opportunity arises! Go read chapter 3 of OFAB on ao3!! It's out!

[l0v-ly-c4t]

Hiii,can you please do sibling hcs with the mouthwashing crew?Maybe make the reader mute or something thx!!

OMG YESSSS!!!! Thank you for making request. You're the first one, so I'll try and make my best for you 🫶

Siblings!

Summary: The crew as your siblings

Pairing: headcannons

Tw: none!

A/n: Sorry I didn't include the mute!reader headcannon, I am not confident enough to think that I can properly write it, and I am afraid to be ignorant or ableist, once I am more educated I will try and write it

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━━ ❝ CURLY

Curly would be definatly an older brother.

He would be those type of brother who would take care of their siblings all the time, 24/7

He would like to go out with you as much as he likes to go out with his friends.

He would be the type of brother to ask if someone is bothering you at school, and if you give him a name he would take care of it for you (giving the kid a long ass talk that they would never forget)

Even being a caring brother he would not share his things, have boundaries

He would always talk sense into you but if you disagree he would be mad

But not for long, he would quickly come back and apologize if he went too far into disciplining you

I can't see him as a immature brother, even if you were older he would still be the caring one

He would always come to you for advice and look up to you as if you were perfect

But not everything is flowers, he would also snitch you to your parents

Want to secretly go out at night? You better make him believe you're at home or pay for his silence, otherwise you're busted.

"Mom and dad are going to be so mad at'ya!" "They won't even know this happened!" "Oh yeah, they are going to know"

━━ ❝ DAISUKE

I can see him as a silly younger brother

He would absolutely use all of his brain power to get you out of your mind

He's definatly eating your food and saying it wasn't him

He would be the type of brother to smack your head and run away from you suddenly

He would always ask for your help when doing homework but he would end up making you do it for him

Even though he would be playfull, he would also be really lovely.

Nothing too much clingy, but he would always share his things and help you with anything he can

He would always have his parents by his side, but also look up to you

If you're more successfull then him in something he would be proud and jealous at the same time

I can see him ditching your lovers to your parents and getting you in trouble at least once a week

He's the type of guy to go out and have a fun day with you if you're sad, he would do anything to see you happy

"Give me one cookie" "no" *gives you the cookie*

━━ ❝ ANYA

I can see her as a middle sister

She would be the smart one in the family and would always try and help you with anything

I have a feeling she would like to cook you sweets in her free time

When she goes out and see something that reminds her of your she would buy it and gift it to you

She wouldn't like you invading her personal space, she likes to be around you, but she needs her alone time

I can't see her as a clingy sister, but I'm sure she would always confort you if something went wrong

I can see her playing videogane with you but unplugging your controller and pretend you're playing when you're actually not

She's the type of sister to hold your secrets with her life

She wouldn't snitch you to your parents, otherwise, she would be the one to help you with your wrong doings

"Wanna go to this party tonight?" "Mom said we can't go out" "Are you telling her?" "No" "Then it should be fine! Let's go"

━━ ❝ SWANSEA

I can see him as a much older brother, but acting like the younger his whole youth

He would definally be the one who brought you your first alcoholic drink

After he stopped drinking he would force you to stop too as if he's not the one who's addicted

He would take you in car trips as soon as he got his drivers license

He would be the one the buy you fast food in secret when you weren't supposed to

He's also someone who you can trust your secrets with, he wouldn't tell your parents (he know he has worse secrets)

He would protect you from every bully, but not like Curly would, he would actually beat a teen up

Not much though, just enought for them to stop harassing you

Would teach you how to drive and make you take him home when he was drunk in some bar

You would be really friends with his wife and he would make sure of that since she's the most important woman in his life

Would definatly call you anything but your name

"Wanna sip?" "I'm underage" "so?"

━━ ❝ JIMMY

Can see him as a spoiled young brother

He would definatly be the type of brother to eat all the cookies who were meant to be for you both

He would like to watch series with you on his free time

He would be the one who thought you how to punch someone to protect yourself

He wouldn't ditch you to your parents, but only if you gave him something for it (money)

I see him as the type of brother to ask you to land him money and then never pay you back

Would take you with his friend when they go out but wouldn't let you talk to no one so it turns out super boring

I cannot think of Jimmy in a brotherhood way, for me he's definatly an only child

"Can I borrow 20?" "Yeah, but for what?" "So I can pay the 40 I owe you"

F/n: Swansea and Curly were the most fun to write for, they just have this vibe! Also, sorry for Jimmy, I REALLY can't see him as a brother, but I did my best hehe

[klonoadreams]

Reading about Fellow Honest's vignettes and I'm like "oh no wonder he was so eager to destroy the fucking place". If this was just a job he got wrapped into thinking it was like ay other amusement park job, no wonder he just "fuck it."

Dude really was just desperate for food. Gidel legit tried to open a can of oil cuz he was hungry. I'm sorry, I'm definitely keeping the fuck out of these guys for Counting Sheep.

Yuu (ewe) liking them well enough and Crowley just "uuu a father of three, clearly I'm too kind." "Crowley, that's a grown ass man". "A SINGLE FATHER WHO HAS TO DO EVERYTHING HIMSELF"

Meanwhile Fellow goes from like he snuck in, to getting wrangled into class, starting from the bottom and catching up for like the next few years. His fucking internships are at NRC, that as soon as he graduates, he just gets hired on like

This is legit somehow the plot of Flying Colors/ Biri Gyaru, which is where a gyaru gets tutored and caught up with everything to get into the university she wants. And when i m3an caught up, i mean CAUGHT UP, cuz she was on par with a 4th grade elementary student.

Anyways

Get ready, Fellow, you and Deuce are gonna get better at math. And then you'll go further than that.

Rollo, you're getting reformed and likely expelled from Noble Bell college cuz you live at Ramshackle now "hes your responsibility"

And its just Crowley with his head in his hands on his desk, because his adoptive daughter keeps bamboozling him.

[littlefanficprincess]

I'll miss your pretty face

oneshot

Pair: Tord (post end) x reader

Song: This part of me (By Katy Perry)

Part 1

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A figure stumbles through the street, gripping this right arm. From time to time they would accidentally bump into nearby building, they felt so weak.

A trial of blood droplets follow them, dripping from their open wounds. Having not much option, they went to the only nearby safe place.

They stop at a house with a warm brown door, hesitantly they reach over to the doorbell and ring it. A tune admits from it.

Slowly, the door opens , revealing a girl with (h/c) hair. She was wearing a (f/c) hoodie that was hiding her figure "Hm? Tord!" Her happy expression dissapears when she notices his damaged form.

"Oh dear, come on!" She leads him inside, closing the door behind. She motions for him to sit on the couch, while she rushes to the kitchen for the first aid kit.

Tord silently takes a seat on the comfy couch, looking around the house. Photo frames decorate the shelves, some of them was of the girl's family while the others of him, Tom, Matt and Edd.

Even if she hadn't seen them for quite a while, but still loved them dearly.

She runs back to the living room, holding the first aid kit. She snatches the role of bandage from it, wrapping it around his injured arm.

"Are you okay?" What happened?" She asks. Using scissors to cut off the bandage and secure it.

Tord cough, swallowing the blood that was coming up his throat "I'm fine, just got in a small accident" he takes note that his sight of his right eye was barely there.

"Small? The half of your body is covered in blood" (Y/n) wraps bandages around his head, covering the wounds on his face.

"Hold, let's get you to the hospital" (Y/n) gets up to grab her phone. Suddenly Tord grabs her wrist, stopping her in place.

"Please... don't" The brunette mumbles, looking down. He knew that they would most likely regonise him there and report him the authorities. The best was to hide out with (Y/n) for now, till' Pat and Paul were able to pick him up.

(Y/n) Sits back onto the couch, with a worried expression on her face "Why? Isn't it smart to get professional help with you in this state"

Grabbing her hand, Tord thinks of a quick excuse "Um, I'd rather stay with you, yeah"

Instantly, the girl's face lights up "Oh, ofcourse!" She gets up from the couch, her cheeks somewhat warmerd up "I have a guest room, let me get it ready for you to settle in. Feel free to take anything from the refrigerator and tell me if you need something"

In an instant, she was gone to prepare the room for him. Her excitement amused him, just the same before he left for the Red army. He thinks to back when they went to a shooting ranch.

(Y/n) Holds up a gun, having one eye closed to aim. Her form was somewhat shaking, still somewhat worried with using a gun for the first time.

"Stop shaking like a leaf, you will shoot someone's eye out" Tord strolls up behind her. He stands close to her and grabs her hands, guiding them.

"Stand steady, aim, breath in, breath out and shoot" The brunette commands. (Y/n) slightly spreads her legs to stand more steady, she in- and exhales. Carefully, her (s/c) finger pulls the trigger. A bullet shoots out of it and his the target right in the middle.

She places the gun, before slinging her arms around Tord's neck "Yes! Thank you!" She hugs him tightly.

Tord was taken back by the sudden embrace. He wraps his arms around her waist "It's nothing, I had to make sure you didn't accidentally kill someone"

"Tord...Tord!"

"Huh, what?" Tord snaps out of his trip to memory lane.

"I said I have finished the room. I'm gonna head to my own, Goodnight" (Y/n) explains, poking her head around the corner. Her head soon dissapears as her footsteps become softer.

Tord sighs, traces his finger over the edges of the bandage that covered his arm. He felt somewhat warm inside, knowing that didn't change a bit since they last saw eachother.

He gets up from the couch and walks to the guest room. He opens the door and walks in. He was met with a somewhat empty room, it had a closet for clothes and a bed with red sheets on it.

The brunette sits down and pulls his half destroyed hoodie over his head and tosses it onyo the floor next to the bed. He flops onto the bed, staring at the ceiling.

Thought about, his old friends, Paul and Patryck, the Red army and finally (Y/n). It is the best if he leaves as soon as his comrades arrived, he didn't want her to figure out he was a dangerous person.

┏━°⌜ 赤い糸 ⌟°━┓

Timeskip

┗━°⌜ 赤い糸 ⌟°━┛

(Y/n) walks into the library where she worked. Before she left, she left a plate of breakfast and a note for Tord to find.

She pauses when something catches her eye the enterance. Her (e/c) eyes scan the poster on the wall.

On it was a guy looking pretty similar to Tord, well before he got his major injuries. He was holding a gun, along with wearing a blue coat over his iconic, looking like an army uniform. There was bandage around his neck and on his right cheek. It was actually a wanted poster with a price of 1.500.000.

"That is weird" (Y/n) pulls out her phone, taking a picture of the wanted poster. She was gonna ask Tord about once she was done with work. Worried thoughts enter her brain.

'Is it real?''

Why would Tord be wanted?'

'How did he even got hurt?'

'Am I in danger?'

She decided to shake off the concerning thought that circled her head and begin her shift.

┏━°⌜ 赤い糸 ⌟°━┓

Timeskip

┗━°⌜ 赤い糸 ⌟°━┛

"Hey, Tord. Can I ask you about about–" (Y/n) enters her house only to find it empty. "Tord?" She looks through the house for any sign of him, sadly finding none.

"Did he leave?" She notices an empty plate on the kitchen counter, on it was the note she left. Written underneath her message was a small sentence with red pen.

Thanks ♡

To be continued...

(Insert MLP outro)