#hahaha I need to get out of the house for things that aren’t work

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I gotta stop looking at my AO3 stats.

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Flufftober Day 13

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Prompt(s): Attic, Cellar, Hidden Room

Title: Attic

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x gn!Reader

Tags/warnings: FLUFF, Arachnophobia, implied smut at the very end (but I did write with the intention of just kisses!), retching/vomiting/nausea mentioned, literally as scared as you could possibly imagine, crying, panicking, comfort, friends to lovers (ig?)

Summary: You haven't cleared out your attic in a long time and rope in Bucky to help you; not expecting to be scared out of your wits.

Word count: 2k

A/N: This is one of 3 fics I had for this prompt. They will get linked here and on the Masterlist once they've been edited. Can you tell I'm arachnophobic? I'm so scared of spiders it's untrue (and I may have or may not have experienced the retching from fear hahaha) - Love, Grem x

Attic | Cellar | Hidden Room

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Your attic had not been cleared out in years. The accumulation of stuff and things was now too much and you knew you needed to sort through memories, keepsakes and – let’s be real – shit you no longer needed. So, you enlisted the help of your roughest, toughest, friend to help you along; Bucky Barnes.

Although he usually preferred holding onto memorabilia, he knew how to keep you on task, unlike Steve who would simply melt at your puppy dog eyes. No. You needed Bucky to help you be strong.

And you needed him to stand guard to protect you from anything that might move in the attic.

You weren’t necessarily squeamish, but one big reason you had opted to ignore the growing mass of stuff-and-things was spiders. Attics , especially old ones like yours, held untold horrors of gigantic eight-legged fiends that 100000% would attack you if given the chance.

Maybe poison you.

And eat you.

Maybe.

Regardless of whether the fear was justified or not, the fear remained and Bucky was the only one you felt would adequately protect you from such a creature. Even if you had never seen said fiends in your house thus far.

You made Bucky go into the attic first. There were two reasons for this. The first was if there were any spiders lying in wait as the attic door popped open, they would get him first and you could run. The second was so that you could subtly appreciate his strong build from the other end of the landing.

“Doll, why are you standing so far away?” Bucky had queried after opening the hatch and turning on the attic light. He was turning to look at you with a raised brow, utterly confused as you tentatively stepped closer to the ladder.

“Just in case you fell,” you lie, your nerves shot. “Wouldn’t want to get crushed.”

Bucky chuckles. “So you’d not cushion my fall? That’s nice to know.”

He crawls up the ladder and you follow closely behind, racing up the steps quickly before you chicken out. You and Bucky pull boxes and make chit chat about memories linked to your boxes and share stories about growing up. Soon, you’ve relaxed enough to actually begin enjoying the time you’re spending with Bucky.

“Thanks for helping me,” you say, smiling over at him as you open the next box.

“It’s no problem, doll.” Bucky smiles back, filling up another bag of stuff for charity. “But I don’t know why you couldn’t get up here yourself?”

You hesitate for a moment, wondering if you should say anything about your irrational fear of spiders, but decide against it.

“Just wanted the company, is all.” It’s a half truth, you like having Bucky around. Well, a lot more than just like. But it’s a can of worms you aren’t willing to open with him yet.

Bucky seems satisfied with your answer and hums in response. A comfortable silence settles as you both work, sorting through your stuff-and-things, dust pluming and giving a stuffy air to the warm attic. Your eyes occasionally rake over Bucky and your thoughts begin to walk in circles. You were grateful for his friendship, his help and his kindness. You only wished you could pluck up enough courage to ask him out on a date – without the worry that it would jeopardise your friendship. You also didn’t want to embarrass yourself if you’d read too much into the spared glances and giggles you both shared.

You stuck your arm into the black bag before you, mindlessly repeating the same conversation with yourself when you felt something on your arm. You frown and try to peer into the bag. The sticker on the side read winter clothes so it must have been a finger of a glove or a-

It moved.

You freeze. No. You were imagining things. It was totally a glove. Your hand is balled into a tight fist in the bag, lost between layers of scarves and jumpers, but there is definitely something moving against your forearm.

Bucky looks over at you concerned. Super soldier hearing means he can not only hear the sound of your stuttered breathing ; he can also hear your heart racing so erratically that he thought you would pass out. Bucky watches as you stay still and you whisper his name so quietly he almost misses it.

“Yeah doll? You okay?”

You turn to look at him slowly and Bucky’s concern grows exponentially when he sees tears in your eyes. You shake your head, slowly. He takes a step towards you, making the floor board creak loudly. The vibration of the floorboard makes the thing against your arm wriggle further and you let out a hushed sob.

What had you said about not embarrassing yourself in front of Bucky?

Your lip quivers and tears spill from your eyes as you look at him, seeing his confused and concerned expression. Words die in your throat and you just nod and your arm. Bucky's blue eyes drift downwards following your arm into the black bag. He doesn’t see anything at first and was about to ask if this was some sort of prank. However, as bad luck would have it, very long, very hairy legs appear at your elbow.

“Jesus Christ,” Bucky mutters, staring wide eyed. You’re too busy having an existential crisis to care but if you weren’t you’d probably throw something at him.

“Please,” you choke out hoarsely refusing to look down at your arm. You felt nauseous. Maybe you’d pass out. Or throw up.... or both.

Bucky looked at you and then back down to your arm where four pairs of eyes blinked up at him.

“I’ll need a cup.”

“Fuck you and your cup!” You hiss angrily. “You have a metal arm. Just pick him up and throw him out.”

Bucky looks at you dumbfounded, as if you’ve suggested something utterly disgusting, then realisation dawns and he flexes his metal hand. “Oh, yeah.”

The spider moves a little higher, long fuzzy legs tickling the crease in your elbow as it feels its way up your arm slowly. It’s enough to make you heave. If being freaked out by a spider wouldn’t embarrass you in front of Bucky, vomiting from fear would. Your retching seems to snap Bucky out of his stupor of forgetting he does in fact, have a metal arm to deal with the spider. Bucky watches as your shoulder violently move as you retch again, harder this time, and listens to your staggered breathing as you attempt to stay in control.

He reaches over with his metal palm up, placing it gently against your bicep. The vibranium was luke-warm against your flushed skin. You were already breaking a sweat from anxiety mixed with the tepid dry heat of the attic and wished for once his arm was cool to bring some relief.

“Just stay still, doll.” Bucky instructs softly, waiting for the perfect moment as the spider makes its way into Bucky’s palm. You bite back a venomous quip, clamping your mouth shut instead. Once the spider is nestled in his palm, Bucky reels back and throws it across the attic. The spider lands in the cushioned yellow foam between the floorboards, re-orienting itself briefly, before scuttling awkwardly into a crevice.

Bucky would have turned back to you to comfort you but there was an empty space where you once stood. Upon feeling the spider and Bucky’s hand leave your arm, you had practically thrown yourself from the attic. You didn’t even know if you took the ladder or jumped. You were too pre-occupied crying on your bed, trying desperately to calm down.

Bucky appears at your bedroom door with a gentle knock and a soft smile as your wiping your eyes, breathing finally evening out enough with only a few hiccups of sobs.

“Sorry,” you say thickly, sniffing pitifully. “And thanks for getting rid of it.”

Bucky shrugs and comes closer to you, sitting next to you on the bed. “He was pretty damn big, gave me a fright too.”

The thought of the spider scaring Bucky too makes you smile over at him. You sniff again and realise you must look crazy; crying and hyperventilating over a spider touching you. You shiver at the thought and try to quell a wave of nausea. You rub the arm the spider was on subconsciously, your mind tricking you into thinking that something is on you again.

Bucky seems to take notice because he places his flesh hand over yours to stop you rubbing your arm too hard. You look over at him again and notice his eyes are looking into yours with a knowing kindness that makes your heart stutter.

“You don’t need to be sorry.” He says firmly and then, quieter, he asks, “Is that why you wanted me here?”

You nod. “I... I don’t do well with spiders.”

“I can see that,” Bucky grins and you shoot him a glare. But it’s half hearted and you falter into a chuckle. You rub at your eyes again, removing the last of the tears.

“I just wanted to make sure I didn’t pass out if I saw one. And I like your company so... two birds.” You shrug sheepishly and Bucky nudges your shoulder with his playfully.

“Well, congrats doll. You didn’t pass out. And...” He trails for a moment, deciding on what to say. “I like your company too.”

You feel your cheeks go a little pink but say nothing. You take a deep breath and exhale a long  exhaustive, lung-emptying breath, body finally letting go of the adrenaline. However, it all kicks up again when you feel Bucky inch closer to wrap his arm around you in an incredibly awkward, yet incredibly comforting side hug. He pulls you close and you're squished against his shoulder as he rests his chin on your head. Your face heats and you don’t know where to put your newly sweaty palms other than onto your jeans. Finally, you breathe and it’s like a switch flips. You relax entirely in Bucky’s embrace and lean your head into his shoulder, mumbling thanks.

You head vibrates as Bucky’s chest rumbles with a chuckle. “No worries doll. But maybe we cut the sorting short for today, huh? You made good progress.”

You beam proudly, even though he can’t see it. “Yeah. I think so. We were only up there for about two hours."

You hum thoughtfully, breathing in the scent of his aftershave. "So, uh, do you want to watch a movie or something? I’d feel bad that you came all the way here to help.”

“Sure. I’d like that.”

But he doesn’t move.

And neither do you.

You don’t really know how long you sit together, breathing in the smell of him, slotting under him as if you were always meant to. It isn’t  until you sigh as your eyes flutter closed that you feel Bucky’s head move. His nose brushes the your crown and he inhales the scent of your shampoo and ever so gently presses his lips against your hair.  You shift, unsure of how to react, and that makes Bucky stiffen with the realisation he’d just kissed your head on autopilot. Your cheeks flush – as do his. Yet you both remain silent for a few more moments.

“Bucky?” you call out quietly.

“Yeah, doll?”

Another pause.

“Do that again.”

He hesitates but complies.

And continues to comply every time you command it, eventually kissing all the way down to your cheeks, hovering at your lips. With one last command, he meets your eyes briefly before they flutter closed and your lips meet.

Neither of you watch the movie until, much, much later and even then you’re both too wrapped up in one another to care. That day was the first of many good days to come.

Who'd have thought you would be thankful to a spider for bringing you and Bucky together?

[jadetheblueartist]

I LOVE YOUR MONA VERY MUCH I MUST KNOW MORE.

Questionssssss

How did she become a nexus champion? Did she just sign up for fun or anything else? (Also love the fact it’s like pro sports for her)

What’s her relationship with everyone once she gets to know them?

What species is she? (I think I might know the species but I don’t know the name)

If you’ve come up with any lore for her, do tell :>

+ any fun facts?

(No need to answer any/all of these!)

I am very intrigued and have more random questions I can ask if you so desire :D

OH ALSO HER CHARACTER DESIGN IS JUST SO COOL. HER NEXUS OUTFIT AND CASUAL ARE AWESOMEEEEEE

IM SO GLAD YOU LOVE HER EEEEEE I HOPE I CAN GIVE YOU GOOD ANSWERS (also while I designed her specifically for the shark au I might just say shed be the same in my regular universe headcanon so like it all applies across aus I guess hahaha who knows she and frida might even be friends honestly)

-So something I learned when browsing through the twitter q and a’s is that there are hidden cities at every big city around the world, but they aren’t all underground. They didn’t go into it but they’re all hidden in different ways. Idk where specifically but Mona is from a different city and one of their sports is gladiatorial fighting and she was very good. So she decided to move to New York and go pro. Right now she’s getting free housing and food from the Hotel plus other benefits as she does fights at the Nexus. She thinks of Big Mama as just a sorta weird boss, but overall okay. She doesn’t know that Mama is just playing her and would not let her leave easily if she ever tried but she’ll find that out eventually.

-Well for starters, she and Raph start dating pretty soon due to the boys (minus Leo) setting them up. As a couple, they’re very sporty/ lovey-dovey power couple. They equally like doing active competitive stuff as well as watching movies together. They’re pretty similar while Mona is a little more strategic and thoughtful where Raph isn’t, and Raph is more understanding and caring where Mona isn’t. Teehee I love em

She and Donnie are chill. He takes it upon himself at first to be the stern “you better not break my son’s brother’s heart” (even though he did the majority of the work to set them up, he’s just dramatic) then he’s sort of a wingman for them both to each other? Like he thinks of himself as a bit of an expert at the science of love and they let him have his fun. Mona’s sense of humor is light bullying, so once Donnie gets over his wingman phase they just go back and forth with the most unserious insults whenever they see each other. Like casual name calling as greeting (“Hey, Forehead.” “Greetings, Bearded Lady.” Idk something like that I’m not creative)

She and Mikey are good buds. He third wheels a lot so they get to know each other pretty well. Mona is an eldest child so she’s used to having that little sibling presence and they bounce off of each other well. It’s sort of a “Mona jokingly challenges that he can do something and after a bunch of shenanigans they prove he can do the thing.”

She and Leo were kind of iffy at first. Leo finds love disgusting so when Donnie and Mike were trying to set up Raph, Leo was standing to the side making remarks and giving reasons why Mona wouldn’t be a good fit for Raph (she was trying to steal his color). Once he accepted that she was gonna be around and was more relaxed about her, they started having fun. She’s used to be a Jupiter Jim fan but hadn’t watched it in a while so Leo was more than happy to infodump at her and drag her into an intense movie marathon. They would also do the light bullying thing but also they team up and direct it at Donnie.

Splinter’s happy his sons are integrating in some way with other yokai. But the fact that one of his boys has a girlfriend? Now that’s all he could hope for. He’s very nice and chill towards her and is more of an accidentally embarrassing dad to Raph. They try not to bring up her current employment around him tho…

April is grateful to have another girl around. They both are pretty passionate people so they do fun stuff together. Mona’s pretty down for all the adventures and weird stuff involved so they go adventure together, probably to witch town specifically (with a disguise for April and leaving Don at home).

She a bearded dragon yokai and also lava so whatever the mix of those two is

As for lore and fun facts all that I have probably got covered up there hahaha

Feel free to ask the more random questions ^^ helps flesh out her character when I have to come up with answers to questions

THANK YOUUUUUU IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE OT I WAS KINDA SCARED TO DO THE ARMOR BUT I THINK IT TURNED OUT CHILL

Oh actually fun fact her little brother is Mondo

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Me making it my sole mission for you to finish this fic 🦮🥲😂

You know I'm not even gonna do the math here. I'm just gonna give you 1000 words. Hahaha. Thank you for the motivation!

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“You were there,” Buck reminds him. “You saw it.”

“Did you say anything that wasn't true?” Eddie asks. 

“No, but-”

“From where I was standing? Nothing you said was out of line in the slightest.” 

“I ruined Maddie’s dinner,” Buck sighs. “And a sort of nice moment with that stupid baby box.”

“Buck, if that's how you feel, how they made you feel, you have every right to say so. Dinner be damned.”

“You sound like my therapist,” Buck accuses.

“Well, I’ve heard she’s smart,” Eddie retorts. “So, good.”

“I just don’t get it,” Buck sighs. “Why does Maddie deal with any of it? They haven’t changed. She said they were willing to try, but this doesn’t feel like trying. This is the same as it always was. Oh, except she gets presents for her baby.”

“Buck-”

“Okay, that wasn’t fair. The baby should get presents. It’s good that they’re showing interest in Maddie and their grandchild, just…”

“Why aren’t they showing interest in you?” Eddie asks. 

“Not just that,” Buck replies. “Like, yes. That. But, also, I don’t understand why they have so much… I don’t know… Scorn? For me. Like, clearly I wasn’t imagining that. They didn’t care, even from when I was a baby.”

“Hmm,” Eddie replies, clearly thinking about it. 

“Eddie, this… I mean, I’ve spent so long talking about it in therapy. Feeling like I could never be good enough for them impacted everything I did my whole life until very recently.”

“I know what you mean,” Eddie says quietly.

“And now I find out, it’s just… Always been that way?” 

“That says more about them than it does about you,” Eddie replies. “Unconditional love is the main part of the job. You know that. You can give it. If they can’t, it’s something broken in them.”

And the thing is? Eddie is totally right. Buck knows Eddie is right. All the people in his life that he trusts would say the same thing. Except maybe Maddie, but this is her baggage, too. And she’s always been more forgiving than maybe she should be. 

“You know what, you’re right,” Buck sighs. “I feel like shit, but this isn’t on me.”

“It’s not,” Eddie agrees. 

“I can figure out what this means with Maddie going forward but… But I don’t have to deal with any of this,” Buck realizes aloud.

“You don’t,” Eddie confirms. “And I know it sucks and there’s no real way to heal that wound but… Buck, you don’t need them. You have a family that loves you unconditionally.”

He does.

And at the end of the day, that’s who he’s going home to.

The rest of this is just old bullshit. 

v.

Buck resolves to put this behind him. He works on talking points in his head for next time he sees Maddie. He loves her. He respects her decisions. He does not want to be involved in any future attempts at reconciliation. He thinks that’s fair. If she can’t get behind that, they have a larger issue. 

He figures he’ll give Maddie a couple of days. Wait until their parents are back in their damn RV, somewhere along the endless stretch of highway that will carry them back to Pennsylvania. The sort of drive he once did completely alone. She texts him of course. Tries to call, too. She’s concerned. He texts back saying not to be. He’s fine; just taking a breather. They can talk when their parents are gone. 

Maddie doesn’t seem to like this answer. Though he thinks it’s fair. She shows up at the house the next evening, while Eddie is at work. 

It’s just Buck and Chris. They’re just finishing up dinner. Buck made the spaghetti sauce Chris loves. It’s supposed to be a quiet, easy night for Buck to regain his composure. They’d even talked about driving to a nearby park and playing frisbee with Cranberry. But all bets are off when Maddie knocks on the door. 

“We need to talk,” Maddie says as soon as he opens the door. 

“Hello to you, too,” he mumbles, a little irritated. 

“Seriously, Evan,” she says. “Can we talk?”

He takes a deep breath. “Chris is home, so not if we’re going to argue.”

Maddie shakes her head. “I don’t want to argue. I want to tell you the truth.”

“The truth?” Buck frowns.

He wasn’t aware he’d been lied to. 

Maddie’s mouth tightens.

“There’s a lot you don’t know.”

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They sit at the kitchen table. Buck makes herbal tea. Maddie picks at her nail beds anxiously, waiting for him to be ready. 

Buck had to ask Chris to retire to his bedroom for the night. It hadn’t been a hard sell once he mentioned as much screen time before bed as he wanted. Sorry, Eddie. But judging how nervous Maddie looks, he doesn’t want Chris to overhear this. 

“So what don’t I know?” Buck asks, passing her a mug and sitting across from her. 

Maddie wraps her hands around the mug, as if seeking comfort. She takes a deep, preparatory breath. 

“This is really hard for me,” she says.

“Okay,” he replies, nodding a little.

“So you have to let me finish once I start.”

“I can do that,” he promises. 

“Okay,” she exhales. “Um… So, something pretty big happened to our family when I was nine. Something they made me promise never to tell you.”

He furrows his brows. She would have turned nine a little bit before he turned one. So there’s no way he could remember whatever it is that she’s referring to. 

“Actually,” Maddie says quietly. “It wasn’t just you. I was never allowed to tell anyone. I wasn’t even allowed to talk about it with them.”

“Jesus, did they kill someone?” Buck asks. 

“No,” Maddie shakes her head. “Let me finish.”

“Sorry,” he mumbles.

“What happened…” Maddie takes a deep breath. Her eyes start to well over with tears. Buck tenses with apprehension. “What happened… Is that our brother died.”

Buck blinks. The words don’t process quite right. 

“Our what?” He asks dumbly. Maybe she said dog or grandpa and he, for some insane reason, heard brother. But Buck is her brother. And he’s sitting right here. 

[5and3nevermind]

so i am very much a yoonmin shipper and although i appreciate jimin's dynamic with all the tannies (especially tae), i was wondering if you could explain why yoonmin hits™️ for you and jikook (which i think is the other big jimin ship besides vmin and yoonmin) doesn't? (No offense to jikook). I know for me it's definitely partly that i feel jk is very much that loving to all the tannies while in yoongi's case he's a lot more reserved in general so i feel like his gestures speak a lot about his feelings. I was trying to explain this to my jikook irl friend but she didn't share my opinion hahaha (which is fine as long as nobody sends any hate).

Just wanted to get your two cents on it! 💜

P.s.: thanks for all your yoonmin posts, love them all

Hi anon! This is a great question. I could talk forever about why I think ym is special, but I’ll try to keep it short(ish).

To me, yoonmin stands out for a couple reasons:

1. the amount of time they spend together outside of work and the ways in which they spend time together. Yes, yoonmin go to dinner together and work out together, and these could just be friendly things. But then there are other times that seem to go beyond typical friendship: Jimin going to Yoongi’s parents’ house in Daegu, Jimin seeing Yoongi doing his shoulder rehab, Yoongi making a point of seeing Jimin at the music show (even saying that “of course” he would be there because he “should” be there), Jimin knowing what Yoongi’s temperature was on the night of the JITB party, Jimin sending flowers to Yoongi’s parents in addition to the flowers sent by the group. All of those things are significant to me. (You can go to my pinned post for more “free time” examples and for a post about health-related matters.)

2. Their own words: Yoongi likes Jimin’s voice best, Yoongi would bring Jimin to a deserted island, Jimin told Jimmy Fallon that Hobi and Yoongi are the members he sees most often, Jimin said he talked a lot with Yoongi about friendships/relationships while working on Face Off, etc, etc.

3. Their interactions: this is subjective, but both Yoongi and Jimin seem to want to be near each other and yet they are very careful. So often their interactions feel a bit hesitant or awkward. Why would that be? I think it’s because they can’t interact freely, given their situation. Add to that Yoongi often reaching out for Jimin, seemingly out of habit, and their dynamic just feels unique to me.

As for the other ship…I’m always hesitant to compare ships because I think all of the members are close. If someone ships j/kk or v/min or nam/gi, I think that’s great! I hope their pair brings them joy! I’m not here to argue with anyone or change anyone’s mind. That said: to me, the bottom line is that Jimin’s interactions with Jk remind me very much of his interactions with both Tae and Hobi. We need to look for the outlier, not the norm. Remember: Jimin kissed Hobi on the neck twice during Hobi’s birthday live! He’s an affectionate guy when there aren’t any reasons to be careful. I think with Yoongi, there is a reason to be careful.

Just my opinion!

And please don’t worry about trying to convince your friend about yoonmin. 😉 Aren’t we lucky that we get to see and appreciate their bond?!

[leaderoffestivals]

Poltergeist Chapter 3

The Sketch in the Rubbish Heap Ch 3

Madara: And what are those jobs about? What are we gonna do, exactly? Well, I can pretty much guess, but— Natsume: YeS. From here on oUT, MaM will be working in this Dancing Cranes Home as part of the nursery stAFF. 

Scenario Writer: Akira Season: Winter Characters: Mikejima Madara, Sakasaki Natsume

< Thirty minutes later. >

Madara: Alright! I’m all changed into my work clothes now! If I were to wander around in my casual clothes, I might be mistaken for an intruder after aaall!

Oh~hh! Anzu-san, have you changed your outfit too? You look sooo cute! This reminds me of those days in the past when we used to play house together——

“Look, here’s today’s dinner for you, Papa!” “Thank you, Mama, I love you!”

… …Hmmm? What’s with that doubtful look on your face?

Hahaha. Come to think of it, you’re already aware I’m a shady guy who cooked up a dubious story about us being close childhood friends, huh? 

Do you really think that I made up all of those childhood memories, though?

The honest truth is that we really did use to play together as friends. However, I exaggerated as to how we played during those times—

—because you were a reeeally quiet child, back in the day. Now that I think about it, when we played house, I was the one who played aaall the roles of Papa, Mama, and the child as well—

—while you simply watched on, smiling sweetly. That was how we really played house. 

I reeeally miss those days, hahaha. 

Natsume: Both of you seem to be getting along unexpectedly well with each othER, hMM?

Madara: Ohh! Sorry, sorry! We’ve been chatting idly among ourselves, and keeping you waiting! 

Natsume: Don’t sweat iT. There aren’t any urgent matters here that need doing anywAY. FrankLY, there are ample staff here in this faciliTY—way more than is necessary to go aroUND, in faCT.

If we hadn’t forced them to make up some work for us to dO, we would probably wind up twiddling our thumbs in boredOM. 

Madara: What’s this work about? What are we supposed to do, exactly? Well, I can pretty much guess, but—

Natsume: YeS. From here on oUT, MaM will be working in this Dancing Cranes Home as a nursery school teacHER. 

Both the kitten Anzu-chan and I will be acting as your support in that roLE, Mikejima-senpai.

Madara: A nursery school teacher, huh? Are you reeeally sure about that? I mean—even for me—I don’t have any experience with this kind of work at all. Aren’t there qualifications required to be in this line of work?

Natsume: Of course there aRE. HowevER, it’ll be fine because you’ll only be pretending to work heRE. This is one of those typical programmes where idols showcase what it’s like to work in different fields, after aLL.

You’ll be assisting a real nursery teacher in the role of a part-timER, casually helping with small jobs here and theRE. 

In actual faCT, you won’t be required to help out at aLL. You will just need to put up a show of doing the right things for the cameras and you can call it a dAY.

Madara: Hoho~. In short, it’s like playing house. 

Natsume: YeS. It is a kind of make-belieVE. Celebrities visiting various professions and documenting their work experience is a pretty common concept for shOWS, nowadAYS. It’s particularly prevalent in online programMES.

The project this time is akin to “Come Experience What It’s Like To Be A Nursery School Teacher!”

Madara: Oh, come on. That sounds like a cheapskate project that took aaall of five minutes to cook up.

Natsume: SeriousLY? Such a rude choice of woRDS. The President’s beEN, in his own wAY, trying his best to come up with a job that aligns with your requEST—a MaM-like joB—

And as the name “MaM” suggeSTS, a job with the attributes of being a Mama—of being a mothER.

Madara: And you’re saying that when one thinks of mothers, one thinks of someone who cherishes children and raises them with love?

Natsume: That’s the association one maKES, isn't iT? And while that perspective might seem a little out-daTED, the image of a mother you have in mind isn’t necessarily the most modern version eithER, is iT?

All you have to do is portray the traditionally virtuous image of a mother in front of the cameras and you’ll be good to gO. That is what you wish fOR, isn’t iT—or ratHER, you will be satisfied with thAT, won’t yOU?

Madara: Hm~mm. Well, I myself couldn’t define what a MaM-like job would be, when I tried thinking about it earlier. 

I guess it wouldn’t be a bad thing to take advantage of the President’s kindness and give this job a go. Besides, now that the situation has come to this, I'm not in a position to selfishly say, 'I don't wanna do this,' or 'I wanna go back,' at aaall.

Natsume: You’re riGHT. You wouldn’t want to turn around so soon after arriving heRE, and spend all those hours travelling back to Seisoukan, would yOU?

MoreovER, if you were to boycott the job the President went to all this trouble to arrange for yOU, he would be quite upSET, no matter how mild-mannered a person he iS.

At the very leaST, you have to pick up some souvenirs before you leAVE, riGHT?

Madara: Uhhh. There doesn’t seem to be any shops where I can get souvenirs from in this place, though!

I was looking all around me on the way here, but the surroundings are completely unspoiled wilderness—there aren’t even any houses, you knowww!

I was stunned to learn this building is meant to be a welfare home for children. After all, because of the surroundings, it makes this place practically resemble an isolation ward—or even a prison!

Natsume: … … That may be closer to the truth than you thINK. 

Madara: Hm? What was that again?

Natsume: It’s nothiNG. Come to think of iT, we’ve been chatting endlessly and putting it off foreVER, but shall we buckle down to do that tour of the facility and introduction of the staff members nOW?

Stop interrupting me at every turn with your objections and just do what I tell you tO,  like an adULT. 

Madara: YES~, Mama~.

Natsume: OH, for heaven’s saKE. You’re ‘MaM’, aren’t yOU? SeriousLY… …

—————-To be continued——————-

Chapter 2 / Chapter 4

   Translator’s Notes:

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OKAY NEW AU IDEA

What if: it was standard for shinobi children to have an animal (a regular animal) sealed to them while very young, in order to give that child the animals’ abilities later, in a werecreature-ish way.  (Specifically, the type that has a distinct “inner wolf” with its own instincts, desires, and reactions.)

If everything goes perfectly, the result is a shinobi who can shift between human and animal size and shape, and also any combination in between, as well as having the option to give themself senses equivalent to their animal while in human form.  In exchange they have a few, controllable animalistic instincts/tendencies, like liking catnip, wanting to sunbathe, wanting to build/sleep in something nest-shaped, etc.

Of course things usually don’t go perfectly.  It’s pretty normal for shinobi to not have perfect control of shifting: that might mean they simply can’t access certain forms, or can be startled into/out of forms, or more specific things like “can use eagle eyesight, but only if shifted at least halfway to eagle size/mass.” It can also result in things that make being a shinobi completely impossible, such as someone with a rabbit sealed to them who exclusively reacts to battle by running or freezing, and can’t overcome the rabbit instinct in order to fight.  Or, in the worst cases, with the person being overwhelmed completely, turning into an animal, running off, and never being seen again.

I find this especially interesting because while you get all the usual werecreature opportunities (“hahaha no I don’t like him at all.  Can’t imagine why my inner animal is so mad at that other person for flirting with him!  No idea at all”) a character can have basically any animal that exists, BUT which animal they have is usually dependent on what their parents would choose/want for them, and not what necessarily suits them.  So some characters will end up at odds with their own paired animal’s instincts/traits.

Anyway!  I have lots more thoughts but I have rambled through the basics already, and I’m really curious what anyone else makes of this!

More tangential thoughts under the cut.

A sealing is believed to work better if A: it’s done while the kid is as young as possible, and B: if the kid and the animal are as close to the same (relative) age as possible.  If the animal is much older than the kid, it’s more difficult to use/control; if it’s much younger, it’s weaker.

Different clans have different traditions regarding which animals they use.

Some clans use one or a few animals exclusively.  (The Uchiha use domestic cats and hawks or falcons, with very few exceptions.  This is probably the most common approach.)

Some take that extra far, and have a specific breed of an animal that they created and maintain specifically for the purpose, which exists nowhere else.  (The Hyuuga probably do this, though I don’t know which animal they use yet.  Probably one for the branch house and a different breed/animal for the main house.  Nara, of course, use their deer, so they’re also in this category.  The Yamanaka might as well, but I’m undecided.)

Some use whatever is available/useful.  (The Senju did this.)

The Inuzuka are considered weird as fuck because they don’t seal their kids to any animal at all (because their dogs are independent people, and they aren’t going to seal their kids to anything ELSE).

I don’t know what the Aburame are doing.  They could probably seal bugs to themself?  But they also might just not seal anything to themself, like the Inuzuka don’t.

Culturally, sealing a bird to a kid is complicated.  It still happens a lot, because flight is so useful for a shinobi that needs to escape or spy.  But bird forms and traits are difficult to use in a fight (can you give yourself talons?  Sure!  But they’ll be on your feet, which is not nearly as convenient as being able to sprout claws on your hands) and are considered particularly Awkward for girls/women, because of the whole shirt vs wings thing.  Girls do still get birds sealed to them sometimes, though, just not as often as boys do.

It’s fashionable among shinobi to go around with a few of your animal’s traits visible, but you’re not supposed to keep the same traits visible for long.  So the fashionable thing to do would be to have cat ears during lunch and claws at dinner, and a tail the next day.  It’s a way of showing off control of your animal/its abilities.

But that’s like the supermodel version of the fashion.  Most people don’t have perfect control and being a shinobi at all is still impressive, so going around with the same animal trait visible all the time is still Very Cool.  (This interacted weirdly with Naruto’s whisker marks.  He tried REALLY HARD to convince people they meant he was cool, but didn’t succeed very well.  Some people thought he’d drawn them on.)

Most of my headcanons for specific characters are for the Founders because that’s the corner of fandom I’m mostly in, but:

Sasuke got a typical Uchiha animal sealed to him within a few weeks of being born (as would be normal for the kids of shinobi clans).  Probably a domestic cat but maybe a hawk of some sort.  He’s good at using/working with it in the way that he’s a genius generally and good at everything, but hates all instincts he gets from it.  He may have grown up hearing cute stories about how Itachi insisted that Sasuke HAD to get this particular animal, in which case he hates everything about it.

Naruto has the kyuubi, and no regular animal at all.  No one is sure if adding a regular animal after the fact will do something weird and dangerous to the kyuubi seal, and definitely no one wants to risk it.  This contributes to him being considered a loser in the academy, because he can’t draw on animal senses or other traits (like claws) to use.

Sakura, as the child or civilians, didn’t get an animal sealed to her at all until around when she became a genin.  Being a tween instead of an infant she had a lot more say in what she got, but she used that mostly for “what would Sasuke like?”  On the other hand she IS smart, so she probably picked something that’s known first for being pretty, but is also very useful.  A swan would work very well but is kind of the obvious answer.  A cat is also likely, especially if Sasuke has a cat too.  Regardless she struggles for a while with how to keep the animal happy/cooperative, since she’s not used to having non-human instincts or desires and finds some of them a bit embarrassing.

Kakashi has a wolf.  He REALLY wishes he had a dog, or at least a wolf that looked more like a dog, but.  That’s a wolf.

Hashirama has an Ussuri brown bear.  Powerful, impressive, but not overly aggressive; a very good standard (Future) Leader/Clan Heir animal.  Butsuma might very well have the same, and if not, he probably has a Japanese black bear.  (The Senju don’t limit themselves to one animal as a clan, but they do have sometimes very specific thoughts about what’s appropriate for/conducive to someone’s position in life.)

Tobirama has a dog, either Kai Ken or Kishu.  Useful, obedient, loyal, but not particularly friendly to anyone outside his immediate family.  Great for the second in command/backup heir.

Itama has either a Blakiston’s fish owl or a Long-eared owl: great for sneaking and spying in places/ways that bears and dogs can’t.  Mostly this was to cover the bases that Hashirama and Tobirama didn’t.

Kawarama has a boar: powerful, dangerous, and aggressive to the point of recklessness.  It was meant to make him a better weapon.

Madara skipped the “domestic” part of the Uchiha standard domestic cat and has a tiger.  He likes to give his hair stripes.  Unusually (for a shinobi that has the ability) he almost never gives himself claws because that would ruin his gloves.

Izuna has a... well, a bird.  I’m eyeing the black kite (known to spread fires in order to hunt) and Lidth’s jay (aesthetic corvid), but really any hawk/falcon/similar would work equally well.  Could get into eagles too.  (Or hummingbirds, for humor.)

Mito probably had an ordinary fox, and had some thoughts about binding the kyuubi to the ordinary fox in order to eventually merge them and make the kyuubi a bit more mortal/manageable.  It didn’t work though, for her or for Kushina (who might well have had an entirely different animal to begin with) and Naruto doesn’t have a regular animal at all.

I think that edo tensei summons just... don’t have their animal anymore.  It’s a flaw that frustrated Tobirama immensely.  All of those abilities are gone, so in this verse edo tensei versions of people are significantly limited relative to how they were while alive.  Not enough to make them weak, but it’s a pretty dramatic omission.

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LEARN MY DREAMS AREN’T RARE

[665 words | 6x09 coda | buck & eddie]

a/n: so i write this in the last 40 minutes of work and posting from my phone on the bus because well was thinking about how buck had never canonically said “i want kids and a family” it’s just something we have read about his character thoroughly. also because when he said “i’m gonna be a father” it wasn’t that literal. buddie crumbs cause i can’t write them without it and mentions of canon death and pregnancy. title from you’re on your own kid by taylor swift. enjoy!

Eddie wakes up, his face still scrunched against the couch cushion, to his phone buzzing again.

“-ello?” his voice cracks a little.

“Hi,” Buck says carefully, “I um, you never said anything?”

Eddie can tell that Buck is chewing his lip.

“You seemed excited,” he breathes out and swallows.

“Yeah, I am excited for my friends. And I’m excited because they are because they have been to hell and back to have this little thing that I could help out with.”

Eddie hums as he makes a cup of coffee and listens for the signs of Christopher getting up.

“What do you want me to say Buck?”

“I want to know what it was like for you when you found out about Christopher,” Eddie hears the swallow.

“Buck,”

“I know it’s different and that’s not what I- I just when I said that knowing that it was a clarification and not something that I am going to be saying for real anytime soon, and then I was holding this onesie and-”

“Onesie?”

“I got Connor and Kameron a LAFD onesie for the baby.”

“Oh,” Eddie says softly as he imagines the tiny piece of clothing. “What were you thinking about?”

“I just, I know now that it’s not the only chance I’ll get or whatever. And I think it’s something that deep down, it’s what I’ve wanted, but I have never said it out loud before. Because throughout my life my idea of family was based on my parents.”

Eddie scoffs a little and mumbles out a half apology.

“Yeah, so you can see why subconsciously I would not want that. But then I found home here, and now Maddie’s here- and she has a house! And the most adorable menace of a daughter. And then seeing Connor and Kameron so excited and so happy. It just made me realize that I want it, I want that excitement for the future and building a home where I can have family group hugs on the couch-”

“Well to do that you would need that particular piece of furniture and at this rate-”

“Hahaha very funny.”

“I would love to tell you that the feeling is always like that but since you asked, I was terrified. But we were barely in our twenties and it was a surprise. It was different,” he adds softly.

“Would you do it all again?”

“I mean, “it all” is a pretty loose term there Buck. But I- the only time I thought I did have that opportunity Shannon asked for a divorce and then died. So-”

“Oh, you never told me that.”

Eddie bites his lip, “Yeah, think that part of the story kinda gets lost in everything else. But that time, those brief moments when we thought, when she told me she might be pregnant again I was still terrified. Hopeful, but terrified. Because I knew another kid would never have fixed our marriage.”

“Oh.”

“Buck, that doesn’t mean it’s always scary when it happens with the right person at the right time. Have you asked Chimney? They were excited right? Even though Jee was a bit of a surprise they were solid.”

“Yeah,”

“It’s different for everybody. And like you said, you will still have that chance.”

“Morning Dad,” Christopher says from behind him. He turns around and smiles at his son moving to grab the milk and cereal, “Morning kid, from Buck too,”

“Morning Buck!” Chris says a little louder so it can be heard at the other end of the line.

“So, are we going couch shopping soon?” Eddie asks with a light teasing tone.

“I don’t know, I still need to think about this more. But maybe.”

“Okay, well let me know okay? We can always talk, Buck.”

“Yeah. I know.”

The phone beeps and Eddie stares at it for awhile with the sounds of Christopher pouring cereal faintly in the background.

“Would you ever want to do it all again?” Running through his head.

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Poltergeist - Garbage Heap Sketch 6

Author: Akira

Characters: Madara, Natsume, Tsumugi, Arashi

Translator: Mika Enstars

Proofer: Revoltrad

"It really was the worst! It was straight out of a horror movie!"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Winter

Location: Maizuru House (Changing Room)

About an hour later, inside the Maizuru House’s large public bath’s changing room…

Arashi: I can’t do this anymore…!

What happened to bonds between people! To humanism! To cute kids giggling around a flower garden!

This is no place for that so-called emotional drama! This place is a den of ill-disciplined little brats…!

Madara: Now now, calm down a little, Arashi-san. ♪

Natsume: FuFU… That's rigHT, these are the children that we are supposed to be loving and cherishing as nursery teachers right nOW.

Of courSE, there aren’t any cameras in the changing roOM, but stay true to your roLE, at least outside of this roOM—A kind nursery teachER, always with a smile on their faCE. ♪

Tsumugi: That’s right~, we just got massive amounts of paint dumped on us the moment we met the children, that’s all—

Arashi: Right! As we excitedly headed to the auditorium where the children were waiting, suddenly a massive amount of paint was dumped on us from above with a huge splaaash!

It really was the worst! It was straight out of a horror movie!

Look, all our brand new clothes are all dried stiff now thanks to it! We’re lucky that they had spare uniforms for us!

I was really looking forward to this, so the shock’s really getting to me! I think I need to lay down!

Madara: Hahaha, looks like we weren’t welcomed at aaall by the children at the Maizuru House!

Tsumugi: Yup. We were told we were going to be welcomed by the children singing and dancing, but what we actually got was ridicule, abuse, and a lot of paint!

Madara: Those children all said some nasty things too, didn’t theeey? “Get out!”, “Leave!”, “Die!”, and the like.

Arashi: Why? Why is it that we’re so hated?! This is our first time meeting those kids, right?

Tsumugi: Hmm. Rather than them hating us, those children might just hate adults in general.

Madara: What makes you say that?

Tsumugi: There were other staff members in the auditorium, but they all looked thoroughly exhausted.

A lot of them had dark circles under their eyes, or bandages as if they were hurt.

Arashi: Y-You’re right. We got there before most of the mamas, and most of the staff we saw were generally not in good spirits.

That, and it kind of seemed like they were looking at us with pity?

Madara: I see. I wonder if those staff members and the other adults have been getting bombarded with attacks like what we had juuust experienced.

Arashi: So they looked at us with sympathy for having just faced the same fate as them?

Natsume: FuFU, this is getting fUN. This place doesn’t appear to be the heartwarming workplace we had imagined it to bE.

Arashi: Hey, is it okay if I leave? My heart has been shattered right at the start, I just want to go home!

Natsume: WeLL, Mikejima-senpai is the leading role this time arouND, so if you really can’t do thIS, then it’s fiNE.

Madara: Hahaha, I thought it was against the way of the samurai to flee before an enemy?

Arashi: Well I can, because I’m a knight, not a samurai!

Tsumugi: They’re not enemies in the first place~, these are children here at the facility!

We’ve been thrown off by something pretty unexpected, but… We’re here to work as nursery teachers, that much hasn’t changed.

And for that purpose, it’ll be necessary to try to get along with them enough to have a decent conversation. That’s typically the prerequisite for doing this sort of work.

Madara: Hahaha, unlike Arashi-san, Tsumugi-san is completely unfazed, how reliaaable!

Natsume: Doesn’t he just lack sensitiviTY?

Tsumugi: Even that can come in handy~! ♪

However, I know they may seem a bit extreme, but basically these children just aren’t the “innocent little angels” most people would typically expect them to be.

If you’re intimidated by this much, then you might simply not be cut out to be a nursery teacher.

Madara: There’s a rocky road ahead, maybe even a bit toooo much so… What will happen to us from here on out?

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Have you watched the Kdrama "Nevertheless"?

spoiler!!!!

It's a story about a girl who develops feelings for her FWB, who is a very popular guy and behind the scenes they are total bf gf and she’s falling hard for him but he is still close to his ex who is visiting. she realizes that he may never commit to her and starts avoiding him.

She does that after confronting him and after he has been total jerk to her and she discovers he has lead other girls on the same way. She briefly leaves town and He follows her trying to win her back and is being loved by her aunt, he then confesses his feelings many times but the girl chooses not to believe at all.

They go to the same art school, they have always acted like there's nothing going on between them, while she was vising her town her friends visits her too??? one of her friend from her friend group is openly hitting on him and simultaneously there’s a childhood friend of the girl who is trying to pursue her. but then the childhood-guy realizes that these two have something going on and he puts his feelings aside and stops pursuing her. Also, The fuck boy in this show knows how to make the girl weak he’s just so perfect like that lol.

On returning back, she has been failing her art classes and the Fboy offers to help to which they work together on the condition that he leaves her alone for good before the final art exhibition. (they work in his basement and he finally shows her his place or something i dont remember) right before the exhibition He keeps his word and leaves her without a way to contact him.

After doing well in the exhibition she realizes she has noone to share the good news with ( esp him) she tries to find him, but there's no trace.... the girl goes to the basement where they worked on the project to realize he has sold the house.. she then discovers old sketches of her drawn by him out of admiration, he has drawn her the very first time he ever saw her a year ago (she didn't know him then but he had seen her already) and how grateful we was that their paths crossed again in art school, she finds out he always loved her but was too afraid to express his feelings. He knew from the start she deserves someone better and he knows he is too careless with her heart..

Love at first sight kinda thing for him, even though he got a chance to be with her he constantly fucked up and now its too late bc the girl will never take him back. This is just a brief summary of the series it’s actually very nice and detailed they do end up together.

your writing Betrayed reminded me a lot of the show , both the guys are playing with girls heart and how the girls get wiser and push them away is when the guys get their act together … I hope you get inspired and actually give the reader & Pedro a chance because I am assuming they aren’t fwb.. I hope they either cross the friends line if not at least now or P suffers watching other pursue her but the reader isn't really happy bc it's not P... I wish to see some element of wants/cravings lol

Great Work!!!!!!!

I have never!!! I have a lot of kdramas on my nefltix list but i never got to watch them because I'm honestly so lazy for series and i usually waste all my time on soap opera lmao but this whole story sounds absolutely amazing!!! That's definitely the kind of drama i like and i already added it to my list, and as it is a short series I'll take a look at it on the weekend, so hopefully I'll enjoy it as much as I did the description you sent me!

It is funny how similar the plots are, but i swear I didn't watch it, it all came from my mind plus my lovely anon's ideas hehehe, but I'm happy to see a lot of people dig into drama hahaha

Pedro and reader aren't fwb but there's definitely feelings between them, they are unresolved and they need to figure out if they'll stay together or not. I'm so excited to see what people will think of this next chapter, I guess people will be divided, hehehe thanks for the awesome ask, anon!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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okay there were a couple things i was not expecting in this chapter despite thinking i knew so much of what was going to happen!! their relationship endlessly fascinates me and i just feel like any moment one of them is going to snap? like we’re inching closer and closer to the summit of something? more below 💕

Bradley Bradshaw did not know how to relax. He wasn’t big on vacations (he didn’t have a big friend group and could find a million reasons to prefer time to himself than be wrangled into stuff with his work friends). He freely confessed he was easily comfortable in his own company, but it was pretty evident quickly it was different when he was banged up and more or less under house arrest. - this is such an amazing insight into his character! i agree with so much of this!!

What else could you say and do? Anyone who had met Bradley knew he was no kind of pushover. He could have a certain gruffness, an agitation to him. Quiet and reflective if you didn’t know him, but he’d talk you under the table once he was comfortable with you. - again, like above!! i def get that he can be a bit reserved and i do think the whole ‘singing at the hard deck, life of the party’ thing is such an act? like he isn’t naturally that guy, he has to push himself to be? he’s def more reserved and i think it’s really interesting seeing that here

He was one of those freaks who could watch a 90-second YouTube clip and figure out a recipe easily, inspired. - this is so cute!!!

This moving in with a boy wasn’t too bad in all honesty. Not one that cooked, was incredibly tidy and about the sexiest man you’d ever met... that happened to be as infatuated with you as you were with him. - HAHAHA honestly if all boys were like this, yeah i’d happily move in with one

You’d offered a blow job here and there, and he appreciated the offer, but he admitted it wouldn’t satisfy him the way being tangled up with you could. - lol

“Tell me if the shrink is going to bring my parents back, or if it’s going to make my job any easier,” he watched your face so sternly and a dark sneer rose as your jaw gaped gently. He hummed, already pleased at your reaction……“Why does someone else get to decide if I’m mentally fit to get back in my jet? That person knows nothing about me. Nothing about my childhood, school, college… Mav. Not how in love with you I am, how someone else now gets to dictate if we’re intimate – which is also killing me,” he added for good measure….. “But you’re just like them at the moment. You see that I’m still me. I’m healthy. My body is healing… but you’re resisting too,” he said. - we’ve talked about this part, but it’s really so so good. it’s such a different, realist, cynical side of things and just makes a lot of sense for this bradley you’ve created?

“Why didn’t you tell me Mav was coming over tonight?” you blurted out before his lips touched yours and he paused, jerking back slightly. “I didn’t think you could stand him.” - this absolutely surprised me. and i hate to say it but i definitely thought bradley had some trick up his sleeve or something? i agree with her when she needed that glass of rose haha

“I just want you to be okay. And you’re only a few weeks away from returning to desk duty. But you know you need to go through the motions. Don’t take it out on me, they aren’t my rules.” - agreed agreed agreeeeeed

“Christ, when did you decide I was so repulsive to you? I’ve always had these scars, you know,” he hissed, his tone sharp. “I knew you hated them.” - OOOOOOOF we don’t see bradley as insecure very often, which hurts obviously. but i really appreciated that she didn’t take his words at face value? she knew he was reaching and projecting and she’s just so goddamn understand that i know she’s going to crack eventually

slow dancing in a burning room - five.one

word count: 4.5k

warnings: nsfw 18+, language, angst. starting to get a bit rougher here, kids.

a/n: thanks to those who read, reblogged and commented on previous chapters. you’re doing god’s work. I know this series is a bit different to what you’re used to from me, so I hope you keep reading. I truly appreciate all the effort you make to show your support x

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You’d taken some time off to get Bradley settled into the apartment after the incident. He was quick to try and convince you he didn’t need a babysitter, unless you had ulterior motives to spend days at home alone together, and he wriggled his eyebrows in that way that would make you giggle and roll your eyes, it was all very over-the-top and romcom.

But he could admit, he needed you to help him with little things that hurt more than they should and you freely admitted, much to his chagrin, that you wouldn’t be able to concentrate with him at the apartment by himself if something happened.

Not surprisingly, he was stir-crazy after a few days which didn’t surprise either of you. Bradley Bradshaw did not know how to relax. He wasn’t big on vacations (he didn’t have a big friend group and could find a million reasons to prefer time to himself than be wrangled into stuff with his work friends). He freely confessed he was easily comfortable in his own company, but it was pretty evident quickly it was different when he was banged up and more or less under house arrest.

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Hiii, could I request a Steve x Female reader inspired by the Little women, specifically the dynamic between Amy and Laurie. Reader is Nancys sister (feels second to her, like Jo and Amy) and got close with Steve when working with him at scoops ahoy, he confesses his feeling when they’re captured by the Russians but it doesn’t go well but plz make it a happy ending cos I need it hahaha ♥️♥️♥️ thank u!!

hiiii i love little women and i hope this is somewhat what u wanted!!! | 0.9k words, wheeler!reader, fluff :D

When Steve was with Nancy, you convinced yourself you didn’t like him, that you simply had to deal with his presence.

He was always kind to you, making small talk whenever he could, flashing you warm smiles. You weren’t used to him even looking your way, let alone talk to you, and then he was in your house.

Maybe it was the unusualness of interacting with him that put you off. Or—as you’d figure out later—maybe it was the underlying jealousy that he liked Nancy in a way he’d never like you.

Then, they broke up, and he was gone. You found out what happened, and you reached out to Steve, letting him know that you were there if he needed. That’s when you first realized you’d been lying to yourself all along; you didn’t dislike him at all.

You eventually started working with him and Robin at Scoops Ahoy, and he became your best friend. And you, his.

It got harder and harder to push your feelings for him away, to act like all you saw him as was a friend.

Then, the Upside Down invaded your lives again, and this time, you were dragged in. Russian codes, trying to crawl through vents, a secret elevator. All leading up to now, being trapped in said secret elevator. You had enough time in the room to process the fact that you might not get out, and as everyone else slept, you stayed wide awake.

You thought everyone was asleep, at least.

Steve was awake, looking at you through squinted eyes so that you wouldn’t notice. His stomach was in knots; he felt awful for involving you in this mess. You who, against all odds, stuck by him even when your sister didn’t. You who he’d grown to love, over time.

It was hard for him to accept at first, that he fell for none other than his ex’s sister. But, he couldn’t ignore it for long. What with the way you looked at him without an ounce of judgment.

You bury your face in your hands, lean your head against the wall behind you. Steve decides to get up and sit next to you. He nudges you with his shoulder, making you look over at him.

“Can’t sleep?” He asks.

“Can’t imagine why. It’s not like we’re doomed, or anything,” your sarcasm is familiar enough to make him smile.

“I’ll get us out of here, honey. I swear.”

“Yeah, I know you will.”

Though you don’t actually know anything about how or when you’ll get out, you do know that he’s going to do everything he can to keep you safe. You’ve never had to doubt that.

“What are you thinking about?”

He can tell when your mind is full, when your thoughts get a little too loud. He’s learned to know you better than he knows anyone else and sometimes it drives him nuts. All he wants to do is hold you, kiss it all away. But, he can’t.

He asks a loaded question, you think. Because, what aren’t you thinking about right now? You’re thinking about your family, what the last thing you said to them was. Thinking about the other people trapped along with you and how much you wish they weren’t here, only so that they were safe, You’re thinking about Steve, about all the things you might never say.

“Just, um, about what might happen if we die.”

“We’re not dying,” he faces you, makes sure you’re looking at him when he repeats, more sure, “we are not dying, you hear me?”

“Yeah. I know, I’m just scared.”

This time, he lets himself reach out. He takes your hand, laces your fingers together.

“Me too.”

His eyes are searching your face, roaming over every detail. The color of your eyes, the way your lashes frame them, the slope of your nose. Then, he thinks, if he does die, he doesn’t want it to be before he gets to tell you how he feels.

“Can I tell you something?”

“‘Course you can, Steve.”

“It’s gonna sound kinda crazy,” you squeeze his hand, a silent reassurance. “But, just hear me out.”

He clears his throat, clearly nervous. Your voices stay hushed, never loud enough to wake anyone, only to hear each other. It’s your turn to look him over, the way his throat bobs when he swallows, the hair that falls over his forehead.

“‘M not judging you, promise.”

“No, I know. Um. So, when we met, I barely even knew you. But now, everything’s different. You’re my favorite person, like, ever, and I don’t want you to feel like things have to change after this, but I love you,” your world halts, it’s just him. “I’m in love with you.”

“You’re lying,” you want to believe him so badly, but it’s hard not to feel like he only wants you because he can’t have Nancy.

“I’m not. Look at me,” he uses the hand that isn’t holding yours to cradle your face, thumb sliding over your cheek. “I know how it seems, and that the only reason we know each other is ‘cause I was with Nancy, but this is real. I do love you, and I’ll do whatever I can to prove that.”

You kiss him, quick and sweet, but the way he melts into you is enough to let you know he’s being completely honest. You lean your forehead on his.

“Steve?”

“Yeah, honey?”

“I love you, too.”

At least, if this is your last day alive, you were able to have been loved by Steve Harrington, and to love him back.

[snickerdoodlles]

typing up character sheets for my minor kinnporsche faves/OCs, and currently i have:

cash

the in-house accountant

yes, he’s aware his name means money. you’re not that funny, and he promises he’s already heard whatever joke you’re about to say

(his mother believed in being very direct and upfront with Fate about her expectations for her son, and unfortunately he’s useless at anything but figures)

became an accountant for the mafia partially so he could threaten people with a gun after one (1) too many jokes about his name

he’s never owned a gun. accountants aren’t allowed to keep guns in the mansion. this is the universe laughing at him for his hubris, he’d like it to stop now please

he makes his debut when kinn goes to order thirty new fish for tankhun (as an apology for his crush being a total walnut). he makes the mistake of crying over how the cost of this purchase is 3x his annual salary, then goes thru the very stressful process of begging kinn not to give him a raise. his life is a fucking trial

vegas’s muder-sex dungeon cleaners/maintainers

there’s two of them. absolutely no one knows their names, just the way they like it

as gross as the clean up is, they prefer that job to stocking. they are utmost professionals on and off the job and don’t judge, but sourcing half this shit is a trial. seriously, bubble gum flavored lube? do people even sell that still? please stop desecrating these top of the line hand wrenches sir, the hardware stores are starting to know them by face. they still haven’t found the right leather sex swing for mr. vegas and they’re running out of stores to shop in, he’s not really expecting them to custom make it, right? right?

the monk

u know which monk

personally i like to think he originally started this whole thing as a con (u know those people that charge money for free parking? like that). some dumb tourist handed him free food and money one day in mistake and he went “o heck, this could be a gig” but then he legitimately became a part of the temple

basically: came for the free food, stayed for the spiritual awakening

ultimate fake it til you make it icon

a much beloved part of the community. he’s especially in demand for baby blessings

maybe a little too quick to pass out those blessed dildos

Kim’s ex-bodyguard

when kim first moved out, there were some...ahem, disagreements between him and korn about how much protection he still needed, and kim took it out on the bodyguards assigned to him

this guy went “hahaha no” after a day of that and quit. except there was a mix up in the paperwork which resulted in him being taken off the guard rosters, but he’s still on the payroll accounts and this guy just...went with it

absolute madlad and world’s ballsiest gambler

the way he sees it, this is still safer than finding true bodyguard employment and he can just ride it out. if kim finds out, there’s an 83% chance he’ll just use this to get rid of more bodyguards. if the payroll accountant finds out, it’s 50/50 on whether the mistake is quietly fixed or made an example of. if chan finds out, 99.8% chance he’ll get a bullet to the head, but at least it’ll be quick

he likes pressing flowers

a select handful of deutsche bank employees who happen to work in a certain set of offices

their contact is cash. he’s been ignoring their calls for years, but when they called to complain about the sex pool shenanigans, he made the mistake of being sympathetic and now he can’t get rid of them

one monday night call: “i have a bullet hole in my office right now and im blaming you” / “we’re not even one of your clients!” / “which is exactly why i can complain to you” / “ugh”

kinn’s cleaning staff

THE TRUE MVPS OF THE SHOW U KNOW IM RIGHT

there’s five of them, each one of them armed with a cleaning weapon tool of choice. i’m still picking out names for them, but vegas would take notes if he ever saw meen and her broom in action

threatens the kitchens any time they try to make a meal with high stain potential. the bodyguards might think they’re hot shit, but they have nothing on these guys. the only fruits kinn’s had in years are bananas and boys and it’s all because of them

are not utmost professionals on and off the job. they have a secret groupchat that’s passcode protected with three kill switches jic where they complain about the kinky shit kinn gets up to. kinn’s tailor has wanted to be a part of it for years, but no outsiders allowed

all of them meet up for coffee at least once a month, but no more than twice

honorary mention to arm, who would be a part of this group if he had less of a role. he’s the most absolute unit of a bodyguard and apparently the only IT guy in the theerapanyakul‘s employ and i love him. chan is the only other one who seems to know how to operate an ipad, but he outsources that kind of thing

[intuitive-bbloom]

🎃👻What lies in your subconscious that you need to heal. Shadow work.👻🎃

Hello my lovelies, how are you doing today. I decided to make this pac for the spooky month of October November 👻 What is deep within you that is negative and brings this hurt? The unknown. The fear, sadness, anger? You don’t know? Okay let me give you the breakdown before we hop into this.

Shadow self.

You’ve probably heard about it or not, but what is the shadow self? You must be thinking. The shadow self according to me is the part of yourself you’re not aware of or you might be aware of it but choose to ignore it, the dark part of yourself that you don’t like that manifests itself in your character and interactions with people. To me, it usually reveals itself when you’ve hit a certain low vibration but most times you can notice it in your day to day life. That sadness, anger, greed, self sabotaging nature that is all within us is the shadow self.

However, this is something you can’t destroy. It is energy hahaha and energy can neither be created nor destroyed but can be converted from one form to another. That’s the first law of thermodynamics and it’s cool to see it can be applied here, take it as the balanced symbol of Yin and Yang, day and night. The two are different but can not exist without each other, without night there is no day, and in the Yin and Yang symbol there is a little of both in each other, they are independent but still intertwined in each other. But here is one thing, there is balance, Yin doesn’t overshadow Yang and vice versa, there is equality and that is the way life should be.

The same applies to you, a person. You should embrace your shadow self but not let it overtake your identity and lose balance. Now let’s get into the pac now you know what your shadow self is. It’s time for Shadow work.

But before you start asking, “What is shadow work?” Lemme give you a watered down version of what it is.

Shadow work is the step by step process of embracing yourself, flaws and all and making improvements to better yourself.

⚠️Know this, shadow work is not an easy thing to do but it will pay off in the end, it can take weeks, months, years and even a lifetime but you know what, in the end it’ll be worth it.⚠️

Okay enough explaining! Let’s get into the piles shall we! ☺️😂😂

How to pick?

I recommend taking in deep breaths and bringing yourself to a calm state before choosing the image you’re most drawn to, you can visualize a line in your mind while repeating which one should you pick and when you feel connected, choose the one you want to read. You can choose more than 1 pile. 🧡

Disclaimer

These images aren’t for me, I got them from Pinterest, I don’t own any of them.

Pile 1

1010

Uranus

February

222

Family

Latin

Ram

2nd house

Taurus

Luxury

Gladiolus

Man

Hello there pile 1! It occurs to me that the pain you need to heal has to do with your family and stability, you might’ve grown up in an environment where there was never enough money to cater to your needs or the lifestyle you craved. There was a lots of ups and downs in your life, major highs and lows, you probably had to mature quickly at a young age to adapt to such environments and start working to support your family. For some of you, you might come from like Hispanic/Arabic homes and there’s strong masculine energy in this pile. Your inner child needs some work to be done, also if you have limiting beliefs that you’ll be just like someone in your family who isn’t a good person or mentor, cut such thoughts away. You need to strengthen your resolve and persevere through, you’re not going to be in that situation you were in before, of never having enough money, affection, love or anything. You need to heal your mindset and willpower. I suggest journaling and letting out your thoughts and manifest your dreams. You’re a strong manifester and do you often get headaches, you seem to be an over thinker because my head hurts. You need to learn to trust in divine timing and go with the flow of the universe, meditation is highly recommended.

Have a nice day pile one! Like and reblog 💕💕

Pile 2

Sister

You’re worth it

A little patience doesn’t hurt

Gemini

Moon

September

Worker

I love you

Jaguar

Love yourself

Hello there pile 2! Wow. You seem to have self esteem issues, were you often compared to the women in your life? Like your sister for example or your best friend? You bottle up your feelings believing you’re an inconvenience to other people in your life, you don’t want to burden them with your feelings and that’s not true, your feelings are just as important like everything else! It’s so sad the way you think and that’s something you need to work on, your self concept is destroying you from the inside, you’re worth so much pile 2! Even if you don’t feel like it, you are! Just like a pebble on the sidewalk someone will see you and love you, that pebble feels like it’s just another stone amongst the rest of the pretty ones but you’re just as special as any other! You have your own beauty, quirks and talents that people appreciate, they love you and I suggest you start doing the same and stop focusing on all your imperfections and focus on the good stuff that makes you, you. You need to look within yourself and try to look for where this stemmed from and confront it, while you’re doing that be journaling and keep finding ways to improve yourself and love yourself. I love you pile 2! You’re strong and you will pull through!

Stay safe pile 2! Like and reblog! 💕💕

Pile 3

I will not hurt you

I love spending time with you

Foreign

You’re worth it

Broken

Dreams

Jaguar

Keep your balance

000

Uranus

Phoenix

Pisces

New horizons

Ram

Pile 3 you have similar energies to pile 2, so if you were drawn to that pile too I suggest you check it out. Now unto the reading, It seems to me you have been betrayed by someone you trusted, you put in all the hard work, sacrificed your time, love, money and more but was left in the dust. You believed them/this person and they made you doubt yourself, question your reality and what not, gaslighted you if I may add. They pulled your wings and dulled your shine, snuffed out your fire and left you broken and in the dumps. But I want you to know that this is a period for transformation, you need to heal these past traumas and put yourself out there, you can’t keep hiding in your shell and blending in to not get noticed. You’re worth everything you desire, your dreams and ambitions and hope all matter! So don’t downplay it just because someone did, you need to rise from the ashes of this hurt and burn brighter, your light needs to return. You have to stop holding onto the past and peoples opinions of you and move forward to claim that new beginning you deserve. New love and new friends, be strong pile 3, I’m rooting for you.

Have a nice day pile 3, your dreams are worth every dime and effort! Like and reblog 💕✨

Pile 4

Inner beauty

January

You’re extraordinary

Raven

Mars

Sun set

Politics

Soul family

Let your walls down

Snake

Hello there pile 4! Do you think people only like you for your appearances and not what you have to bring to the table, that you’re just an accessory to them and you’re more than that, that you’re an able bodied person who has a mind of their own and opinions, who debates, who can talk and bring awareness about topics but people pay you no mind and downplay what you have to say? It makes you so mad and angry deep down inside that people have reduced you to this, your passion is being ignored and swept over and all you can do is bottle it up, all you can do is hide your true self for the sake of others. Please don’t dull your shine flat the expense of others, you need to live your life unapologetically, if this current environment doesn’t allow you to express yourself, you need to leave, you need to put a close to this chapter to finally be at peace with yourself. You’ve gotten so used to making yourself so small and recluse that you’re afraid of being your true self with new people, but I want to tell you that your soul family is coming soon and you wouldn’t have to do that anymore. You’ll be able to be yourself and accepted without a care in the world. Live your life Pile 4, step into your power.

Have a nice day pile 4! I’m rooting for you! 💕💕 like and reblog!

𝔹𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕞💕✨

[samnyangie]

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

Hi! I have something to announce, since it’s going to be rsl’s birthday in few weeks time (on 28th), I’ve been working on a fansite to celebrate his birthday!

Tbh because I have no exprience of creating a website, there were some struggle which made me question what I was doing but thanks to @aedan-mills with her help and advice, I was able complete at the most of the things though its being under construction. Even after his birthday the site will be remained as archive room and I’ll add some more stuff like articles etc.

The fansite features five sections: [About], [Evolution of robert sean leonard], [Archive], [Fan edits and creations] and [Birthday messages and letters]...

[About] is basically brief biography and career path description of rsl and info about the fansite.

[Evolution of robert sean leonard] is a collection of rsl from his childhood to now.

[Archive] is where bunch of articles and interviews are stored, I’ll be continued to add ones in the future.

[Fan edits and creations] is where all the beautiful creations made by the fans are displayed, fanarts, photo/video edits (tho the video needs to be from youtube:((), gifs, memes anything’s welcomed! So please if you’re willing please dont hesitate submit your works-it doesn’t have to do with his birthday, it could be fanart about him in general or his movies or shows- by sending them to me by message or email: dgc031214@gmail.com

 At the moment most of the things there’re done by me and it makes me kind of embarrassed haha Please feel free to joinnnnn! +You’ll be obviously credited the ones that aren’t are by me haha

[Birthday messages and letters] is where you can write him a birthday messages! Though I have to give a head up, I don’t know what’s the problem, but with some people there was an error where the message doesn’t go up or leads into some random site, so if that happens to you please message me and I’ll see what I can do. Sorry about it in advance;;

But yes, it doesn’t necessarily be restricted to his birthday, you can write a letter to him in general, or just about dps, house md haha or just random messages(not too random thoooo!) But of course if the messages are toxic or harmful, they’ll be deleted straight away and if you keep on doing that you’ll potentially be banned, I dont know its possible but I’ll see haha

So this is the site: 

Don’t except too much tho haha since it’s created only by myself, it’s a wonky little site with flaws hahaha

I’ll tag some few who might be interested:D @scarletblakeney @imnobodysbaby @deelaundry @soophelia

Lastly, although I don’t like to say this but I’ll highly appreciate it if you reblog this post especially you’re dps blog or any of some sorts, because I have to say, I want it to be known to many ppl in the fandom as possible. I’ll be really happy and appreciate that so much.

And on his b-day, I’ll make a post again of this site in a final form and tag everybody if I can who participated either writing in a message board or submit their works:))

That’s it thank you so much for reading. Hope you have a great day!

-Samnyangie

+p.s

Imagine getting roasted like that when all you did was asking your sibling to try out the message function

But there’re all facts th-

[ray-ray-writings]

Hybrid!Reader Galore-SBI (and one Awesamdude)

So I am combining four different requests with this one post because I have recently discovered that I am allowed to do that hahaha. So instead of five separate posts, it’s one big post!! I hope you enjoy!!! (There is a bonus idea at the bottom, it is not SBI, rather a Sam idea and it is so amazing and is not mine, the idea comes from our very own Sunflower anon who has my whole heart.)

Elytran 

Well first things first, you guessed it. You have wings. You have beautiful wings that allow you to fly for miles and miles without getting tired. They are big and cover most of your back. When they’re not in use, they’re tucked in tightly to your back for save keeping. 

You and Philza are obviously very close. You and he can relate on so many levels. You spend a lot of time bonding over your wings. You know you can always go to him when you have questions about your wings and he is always willing to give you his knowledge, tips, and tricks on how to properly take care of your wings and stuff like that. I like to imagine that the two of you definitely help each other preen your wings. He more so you though. Like if it has been too long in his opinion he will force you to sit down on a chair so that you’re straddling it and your stomach is pressed against the back of the chair and he very carefully pulls the loose feathers and gets all of the grass and leaves and stuff out of your wings. Every so often you will return the favor, but because he’s been around so long he is practically perfect at doing his own wings himself and so he usually just focuses on you because you’re his kid and he wants to make sure that you’re taken care of. He gets a lot of the preening done when you two are sitting on the couch together and you’re snuggled up to his chest and his hand is just softly trailing up and down your wings. Smoothing out your feathers and carefully pulling out the ones that need to come out. It feels very nice and is very comforting. 

I also feel though that your brothers would also do this to you sometimes. Just when you’re having a conversation with one of them they will grab your shoulders and turn you around and you would be forced to talk to them as they pick at your wings. Sometimes Tommy is too rough and so he can only do it when he’s absolutely calm. I 100% believe that before his death, Wilbur was the best brother to go to for help with your wings when Phil wasn’t around. He has the hands of musician, steady and gentle hands but still calloused and rough from years of plucking at a guitar. So he would be really good at being careful but also would be very good at picking out the things that needed to go while also being good at, i guess, petting your wings. I feel like Techno would be okay at it, not as good as Phil and Wilbur though. I feel like Tommy could be too rough sometimes. I feel like there are two different Techno’s you could get. A soft and gentle Techno who is very careful when messing with your wings or a rough and quick Techno that just really wants to be done with whatever you’ve asked him to do. So you would have to catch Techno on a good day in order for him to be able to properly help you. 

Like Philza and Techno do, You and Philza go on adventures together all the time, only there is a slight difference obviously. You two go on flights. You two fly for hours at a time sometimes, not always have a particular destination in mind. You two just like to fly together. It’s such a freeing feeling. You two just fly together, feel the wind in your hair and your wings. The time is usually spent just chatting about anything and everything. It’s nice. You just get to spend a lot of time with your dad and you get to feel free and get to get away from all of the drama of the smp. I like to imagine that sometimes you two fly for so long that you get too tired to keep flying, but you have to get home. So Phil will pick you up, you wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, and he will fly the two of you home. He’s been alive for hundred of years and has had years of flying practice and so he almost never gets tired from flying and so he has absolutely no problem carrying you home if you’re too tired. Once you get a bit older and stuff, I also like to think that you’re able to do the same for your brothers, obviously not as long as Philza can, but you can pick them up and take them on a little flight around the server. Tommy would love it the most. He would cling to you, terrified you would drop him, but he would love being so high up, seeing everything and feeling free. He would love that he actually got to feel like a kid again. Wilbur and Techno would like it a lot less than Tommy. They would take you up on the offer every once in a while, but I don’t think they would like it that much. Like Techno would like to feel the wind through his hair and to feel free and not have to worry about anything, but I feel like he would just be hella scared that you’re going to drop him. He’s a big man and he trusts you a lot, but that doesn’t mean you’re strong enough to hold him. Don’t tell anyone, but I kind of headcanon that Wilbur is scared of heights. I don’t know why, I just kind of get that vibe from him. So like on the very very very rare occasion where you take him for a fly, he spends the whole time clinging to you for dear life with his face buried in your neck and his eyes clenched tightly closed. You can’t help but laugh at him though. You asked him about it once, why he accepts your offer if he’s so terrified, his answer warmed your heart. “I just like spending time with you. Anyway that I can.” (Complete side note, Ghostbur on the other hand would love love love love to go on flights with you. Like would beg you almost every day to go on one.)

Ghast hybrid

Listen, I am not saying this to exclude anyone okay? Please don’t take it as that, but you would be pale. You would be so pale. It’s the ghast in you and so you would be so pale. Like I feel you would almost have to wear a hat or put on sunscreen every time you left the house in the overworld because you would so easily be burned. That being said, you definitely would thrive in the nether. Like the heat and the brightness of the lava wouldn’t bother you at all as you travel through your home biome. You would also be able to fly. You would move so smoothly through the sky. You wouldn’t have wings or anything like that, you would just be able to fly. But like it would be so funny to scare the hell out of Tommy. Like you two are arguing or something or he’s just being annoying and so you just start fucking levatating as you stare him down. He would 100% shriek and run away from you causing you to laugh. 

You always accompany any of the boys when they go into the nether for anything because no hostile mobs will attack if you’re nearby. Ghasts won’t shoot at you, hoglins won’t charge, blaze won’t fireball… you get it. Like the nether is your home and you are one of them, and they know that. You also are super good at navigating the nether. Think Human GPS but like half ghast GPS instead haha. You have absolutely saved the boys’ asses on more than one occasion. Like one time Techno wasn’t paying attention and he was just kind of walking around in the nether freely without thinking about it. He was going on and on about how it was nice to have you here but he probably could have handled it himself. He was right in the middle of telling you about how he probably could navigate the nether better than you when he literally walked straight off a cliff that hung right over a giant lava lake. You didn’t have time to laugh at his obliviousness. You knew that he couldn’t swim in lava, he may be a piglin hybrid that can survive the heat, but he absolutely could not swim in lava. So you very quickly ran right off of the edge of the cliff, flew down to him and just before he could sink into the lava, you grabbed him and flew him back up to the edge of the cliff. Once he was secure with solid ground under his feet, Techno would pull you into a giant hug. “Thank you,” he murmurs in your hair. You can’t help but giggle as you hug him back. “Of course. What was I going to do? Let you die? Besides, now we have prove of who’s the better nether navigator.” And Techno goes to argue but you just stare at him with a raised eyebrow and so his mouth snaps shut. You both knew you won that. 

So Ghast tears right? So when you get upset to the point of crying, you do your best to keep in the tears because when you cry, they literally leave tear stains. Like your cheeks are stained and scarred for the next few hours because of the tears. It burns and is a painful thing, so you try to avoid it as much as possible. Another thing that happens when you’re upset is you begin to breathe fire and shoot fireballs out of your mouth. You accidentally discovered this once when Techno wouldn’t give you back your axe and you accidentally fireballed him into a wall, exploding parts of the wall as well. So when you get angry/upset, you clamp your mouth closed and don’t speak. That is the telltale sign that you’re angry, when you go silent. Tommy loves to push you at this point. Saying anything he can to get you to… well explode. It’s only worked once. Let’s just say that Tommy’s clothes and hair got a bit singed and he didn’t mess with you while you were upset for a few months afterwards. 

Something useful about your tears is they can make regeneration potions. Obviously they aren’t full effect because you are only half ghast, but they still work. So even if you are crying and you are upset, you’re always sure to physically bottle up some of your tears when you do cry so that someone, mostly you or Techno, could make regeneration potions with them. 

Raccoon hybrid

TRASH PANDAS!!!! Okay, right, sorry. 

So we will begin with looks. You have little raccoons on top of your head, dark circles around your eyes, and a fuzzy black and white ringed tail. You have to take very good care of your ears and of your tail, making sure that it doesn’t get matted and stuff. I also feel you’re rather short. And sometimes you feel out of place among the absolute giants that are your brothers. 

I feel like you would get along the best with Tommy. THIS IS NOT AN INSULT AT ALL but like for some reason I get a raccoon type vibe from Tommy. So I feel like you two would just vibe very well together. You’re mostly nocturnal due to your raccoon hybrid and Tommy is a 16 year old hyper boy who doesn’t like authority that much. So like he very often can be found in your room late at night. The two of you laughing and just hanging out together. If you get him on a good night, he will carefully pet your tail or brush it while you talk. You two have bonded a lot and shared a lot of sweet moments through your nocturnal nights together. 

That being said, it does not stop Tommy from making fun of you. Raccoons are thought to be colorblind and Tommy knows this applies to you and does not stop making fun of you for it. “Hey Y/N! What color is this flower?” “Fuck off.” Because Tommy makes fun of you, you like to prank him a lot. Raccoons are actually very clever and this absolutely applies to you. You can move very quietly if you want so you manage to always prank Tommy really well…. That being said, you also find yourself very often ruining your own pranks because of how loud you can be. Have you ever heard a raccoon rummaging through your garbage at night? It feels like the loudest thing in the world lol. So sometimes you are accidentally careless and are very loud. 

Raccoons can fall from pretty high heights without getting hurt, so you would be able to do the same. It would have been a total accident of how you found out though. You would have been helping Tommy build a random cobblestone tower when he accidentally pushed you off the tower. You didn’t have a water bucket and there was no water below you, so you literally prepared yourself for the loss of your first canon life. Your body finally hit the ground and you were left a little breathless from the force of the hit, but nothing hurt. You checked your wrist and found you had only lost one heart. Even though you were completely fine, Philza still gave Tommy hell for pushing you off the tower and grounded him for a few weeks. Even though you know you’d be fine from a big fall, you are still very careful when you’re high up. Like I said, you know you’ll be fine, but you don’t want to push the boundaries. 

I feel like you have definitely been caught rummaging through the trash before. You were probably just bored and looking for something to do, or just something to play with and so on instinct, you reached into the trash and began searching through it. Philza would be the one to catch you. He wouldn’t even react too. He would simply let out a sigh, walk over to you, grab your arms and pull them out of the trash and walk you over to the sink before making you wash your hands. While you were doing that, he would take out the trash, making a mental note to get a more efficient/better way of getting rid of your trash. 

Cow Hybrid 

Yes yes yes yes. Okay okay. I love cows. Okay.

Starting out as always, appearance. So I think that you would have a few brown and white spots littering your skin. You’re entirely covered in them, but there are some on your arms, torso, and legs. You also have little horns that poke out of your hair. They’re a bit sensitive and your hair gets caught on them a lot, but they’re hella cute. You’re ears are where a human’s ears are, but they’re a bit bigger and a little more pink and flimsy than normal human ears. You also have a thin tail that pokes out behind you. You use it to swat things, mostly Tommy, away from you. When someone gets hit by your tail, it stings quite a bit. Your skin is rather tough, not like super tough, but like it has a rather leathery feel. So not only does it hurt when you hit people, but it can also be a bit harder for you to get hurt/cut and stuff. Which is rather nice. 

Something just random but hella cute that I like to think happens is that if you’re out walking, with or without your family, baby cows will begin to follow you. If they get far enough away from their parents and you happen to be nearby, they 100% will begin to follow you. It warms your heart a little bit, but it also worries you because you don’t want to upset their parents, but the adult cows just think it’s really funny. Like, it is so obvious that you’re not a full cow and that you’re barely an adult yourself, but the baby cows will still follow you and it is just so funny. 

I feel like when you get very frustrated, you begin to moo or let out huffs and puffs. The boys find it very funny, but also not to bring it up to you. One time Wilbur made the mistake of laughing out loud when you mooed…. You charged him and tackled him and broke the table. So now the boys have just learned to try and comfort you and then laugh in private. 

Listen I have seen many photos and videos of cows being petted and owners sitting in fields and the cow comes over and just lays on them and cuddles them and so like I feel that a lot of the times when you would find someone sitting on the couch or something, just chilling, you would try and cuddle up to them. Tommy and Techno wouldn’t like it as much, they would give you like a pat on the back before shoving you off. Philza would chuckle but allow you to rest there. Wilbur would absolutely let you cuddle up to him and oftentimes would wrap his arms around you and hold you to him. I also feel like he would be the only one to do it back to you. If you were just seated somewhere lounging around, Wilbur would absolutely flop down on top of you, crushing you a little bit, yes, but it is still nice… not having to be the one to initiate the contact. So you would just giggle and wrap your arms around him and nuzzle your face either in his curly hair or in his chest, it depends on how he flops down on top of you. Wilbur would also absolutely pet and stroke your horns and would just let you relax completely against him. 

A lot of the time you can be found with a piece of hay hanging out of your mouth. I feel like you would just enjoy the taste but also just the feel of the plant on your tongue as you chew would be so comforting. Philza at first would try to take the thin straw out of your mouth but after you almost cried about it, he decided to just left it alone and let you do whatever you want. Tommy still tries to steal it from your mouth, but you’ve gotten good at chomping down on it and not letting it go. Techno gives you a little bit of a weird look but goes on about it. (It’s because he absolutely has tried it without you knowing and he hated it so much and he has no idea how the hell you keep doing it.) Wilbur I feel would be the one to help you keep your supply of it and would always get you a new one if you needed it. I feel like you would offer him one and he will sometimes accept it, but he doesn’t like it but he doesn’t want you to feel that your habits are weird so he partakes to make you feel better. Also for eating, you would love everything wheat based and would have a field day with things like that. You absolutely cannot and will not eat beef and you will not be around if anyone around you is eating it. It makes you sick to your stomach. So you don’t eat a lot of meat and you’re mostly vegetarian. Philza is more than willing to adjust his recipes to accommodate you and make sure that you’re okay at meal times. 

Minecraft cows avoid going into water at about all costs, so I feel like you would do the same. You would avoid everything from stepping in puddles to swimming across the river to even having a beach day at the ocean. I think you would be fine, it’s just the floating in water and having your feet not be completely on solid ground that you hate. Your family sometimes makes fun of you for it because they have to build a bridge of some kind or craft a boat for the smallest thing of water, but in reality they want you to be comfortable and so they do everything to make it so you could have your way when it comes to the water like that. When Wilbur becomes Ghostbur, Ghostbur likes to hang out with you a lot because you’re good company but also because he knows you don’t go anywhere near water, and he’s allergic to water so it works out very well for you. 

Cat hybrid w Creeper hybrid Sam

So 🌻 had this fucking amazing idea okay. Like all credit for this idea goes to her, I am but a simple writer that wrote it out a little bit more, but this was completely her idea and she has my whole heart because she has a big brain. It is praise 🌻 hours friends!

So you are the newest addition to the SMP, a cute little cat hybrid. You have cute, fluffy ears that sit on the top of your head and you have a matching fluffy tail that pokes out behind you. Everyone that has met you agrees that you’re very cute and very sweet to everyone. Everyone loves to be around you and loves to spend time with you….. Well almost everyone. 

As we have learned in previous hybrid headcanons, Sam is terrified of cats. It’s the creeper in him and he feels so bad that he avoids you so admently, but he cannot help the trepidation that swells in his veins when he’s near you. He has tried to approach you several times, tried to properly introduce himself, but he just couldn’t get close enough to you to do it. Sam had definitely asked others about you though and had fallen in love with you through the other’s descriptions and through watching you from afar, trying his best not to be seen. You weren’t dumb though, you knew he was there watching you. And when he took his eyes off of you, you let your stare turn to him as well. You let yourself stare at the man that refused to approach you. You, like him, asked around about him and you learned about him through others. You learned about how passionate he was about his work, how kind he was, how he had practically adopted a few of the minors on the server, how he was such a nice guy. It made your heart ache. If he was such a nice guy, why would he only watch you from a far then? Why wouldn’t he approach you? He must hate you… Yeah that had to be it, he heard about you, watched you for a bit, and decided that he didn’t like you… It made you hella sad, but it’s just something you would have to deal with and live with…. Oh well…. Better get building your house. 

Sam decided that he would try to make a move on you. He wanted to get to know you better through your own words and stuff, not just what others had to think about you. So he decided he would try to approach you while you were working on your house. Sam didn’t want to come empty handed, he figured he had already made a bad enough impression on you by not approaching you sooner, so he picks some flowers, roses and sunflowers because I’m a self indulgent bitch, and he took a few deep breaths before making his way to the plot of land that you have claimed as your own. He finds you working on the front wall of your house and he finds it very easy to approach you when you’re not paying attention to him. He is getting rather close to you, the closest he’s ever been to you and he’s really proud of himself. You must have sensed him, or heard his footsteps or something though, because your head snaps to look over your shoulder and your gaze locks with his and every single bit of confidence that Sam had worked up leaves his body. The fear of being around a cat fills him and he can’t help but let the flowers fall from his fingers and he sprints away. “Hey! Wait!” You call after him, rushing forward a bit, trying to stop him. But he’s gone so fast that you can only get to where he dropped the flowers before he’s out of sight. You can’t help but let out a sigh as you turn around. He must really hate you huh? Your eyes catch the flowers on the ground and you bend down to pick them up. Are these for you? They must be if he brought them here… Even if he did drop them on the ground to run away from you. Either way, you brought the pretty flowers to your nose and took a deep breath through your nose, inhaling the sweet scent. You can’t help the smile that curls on your face as you make your way “inside” of you under construction. You very quickly find a vase and get some water and set the flowers on a makeshift table in your house before going back to building the walls, every time your gaze catching the flowers, a grin growing on your face. 

Sam berates himself when he gets back home for how stupid it was for him to just leave like that. So he tells himself he is going to go back tomorrow and at least introduce himself to you. He will speak at least three words to you. The next day comes and he does as he’s promised. He gathers all of his confidence again before making his way back to your land. He freezes just outside the property line and sees that you have constructed your walls and you are now working on your roof. Your back is to him once again and so he lets out a deep breath before deciding to make the first move. “Hi there!” He shouts from his spot, about 25 blocks away from you. Your attention moves from what you were doing to the man that called out to you. You were very surprised to find Sam standing there. “Hi! Can I help you with something?” You call back. Sam takes a deep breath, happiness filling him at the fact you were actually having a conversation and he wasn’t running. “I uh, I just wanted to introduce myself to you. I’m Sam, it’s very nice to meet you.” You give the man a warm smile, “I’m Y/N. It’s very nice to finally meet you Sam… I must admit, I thought that maybe you hated me because you seemed to avoid me like the plague,” you tease, moving a few materials around before sitting down to face him. A blush that you can’t see spreads across his face as he scratches the back of his neck as he subconsciously takes a few steps forward. “Yeah, sorry about that. I don’t hate you… It’s just that you’re a cat hybrid and my creeper side doesn’t like that very much. I’m sorry I made it seem like I hated you.” It all made so much sense to you now and you couldn’t help but feel bad for feeling that he hated you. “Oh!” You let out, laughing at yourself causing Sam to smile, he liked your laugh. “That’s right… I forgot that. Well, I’m sorry I scare you” you claim with a giggle. Sam gives you a slight smile as he takes another few steps forward, “It’s alright, not your fault. Just both of our natures,” Sam claims eliciting a hum out of you as you nod your head. 

The two of you take the next few minutes to get to know each other just a bit better. Even though you scare him still a little bit, Sam can’t help but inch his way toward you. You notice this but don’t say anything about it, you only smile. 

Sam is telling you about his latest redstone project when it happens. You momentarily forget your on your roof and so you move to lean in closer to hear him better and it happens. You slip. You feel yourself falling from your roof. It’s pretty high up, easily at least 15 blocks high. You’re pretty relaxed about it, but Sam is panicking. He makes the split decision and he rushes forward and catches you in his arms. Half of his mind is screaming for him to run away from you by the other half is screaming for him to stay and make sure you're okay. You are very surprised to land in his arms but it is a very welcome surprise. You two lock eyes and you give him a big smile. “Hey” you greet casually. Sam gives a big gulp before giving you a nervous smile back, “Hey.” You have a very quick mental debate with yourself before saying screw it to yourself, “Guess you could say I fell for you huh?” The joke causes a bit of tension to leave Sam and he lets out a little giggle and shakes his head. “Guess you could say I caught feelings then huh?” he retorts with a cheesy grin. You blush a little bit before leaning up and kissing his cheek making him blush too. “Do you want to go on a date with me?” Sam blurts out. You’re a bit surprised at the question but you very quickly nod, “I would love to Sam. Are you sure you’ll be okay though?” You ask him. He gives you a reassuring smile and nod. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. Now that I know what it’s like to hold you I’m not sure I ever want to let you go.” The heat returns to your cheeks, but like a million times hotter now. You left speechless for a few moments causing Sam to chuckle and set you down, but his hands don’t leave your waist and yours don’t leave his shoulders. You two simply beam at each other for a while before Sam looks over to your house, “Do you want some help?” he offers. You give a series of quick nods, “Yeah that would be wonderful… Thank you.”

(So I was going to make it a little funny because cats don’t take fall damage and so like hybrid cat reader wouldn’t either but then I began writing the little scene at the end and I liked that a lot and I couldn’t find anywhere to squeeze it in without ruining the mood. So just please think about how Sam got over his fear of cats because he thought you were in danger of getting hurt, but you weren’t because fall damage doesn’t affect you, and so he caught you even though it terrified him… That’s all. Hope you enjoyed)