#he��s excited that he has extra help now lol

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hi omg i got so excited when i saw you were doing egon spengler x reader aaaa! could you do egon and an personality opposite reader? he's all serious and deadpan while she's happy and upbeat (it'd be cool if she was the new girl in the team and had a crush on him). sort of like a "she fell first, he fell harder" situation?

The Sunlight On My Spores (Egon Spengler X Reader)

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Summary: The new addition to the ghostbuster’s team is a ray of sunshine, and she has her sights on a scientist with an interest in fungi and the supernatural.

A/N: AHHHHH ive been waiting for an egon/ghostbuster request!!! since i havent written for egon before, i hope i get his character right lol also idk shit about science/paranormal jargon. and idk if eegs is spelled the way it should but it’s pronounced ee-gs, like egon but s instead of on

***

Joining the Ghostbusters definitely brought amusement and hecticness to your daily life. Although you handled more of the office work, you had seen your fair share of the paranormal action. Namely Slimer, who would get ahold of your lunch every now and then.

Ray was the first on the team that you had met, being the one to interview you. You liked to call him ‘Sun-Ray’ for his bright and positive personality.

You were pretty much hired on the spot, mainly because Janine had been complaining about the lack of extra help. But as long as you had a steady paycheck, you didn’t mind. Ray had immediately showed you around the firehouse. You met Peter and Winston on the main floor, the former being flirtatious and the latter being more polite in his welcoming. 

Then Ray took you up to the second floor, where the dining area, sleeping quarters, and lab were.

That’s where you met Egon Spengler. His tall frame was hunched over one of the lab’s many workbenches, doing some soldering work on a proton pack.

“Spengs!” Ray said with a wide grin, bringing you over to the scientist. The man in question set down the soldering iron and straightened up, adjusting his glasses as he turned around.

“What is it, Ray?” He asked in a somewhat monotone voice. He glanced at you, furrowing his brows slightly before looking back at his friend. “Who’s this?”

“This is Y/n, our new recruit!” Ray replied enthusiastically, patting you on the shoulder. 

“Ah, so you’ve filled the new receptionist position.” He said, giving you a once-over. “Janine will be happy to hear that.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Dr. Spengler.” You greeted with a smile. He outreached his hand, which you grasped firmly and gave a few shakes. His hand was slightly calloused, probably from his work, but still felt nice.

“Egon’s fine.”

“I’ve read a few of your papers on paranormal studies; I think the whole thing’s fascinating.” 

Some of his research papers weren’t the only thing of Egon’s you’ve seen. Ever since the Ghostbusters had gained some popularity, you couldn’t help but find him quite cute, spending an extra few seconds looking at him whenever a picture of the group was in your newspaper or on your television screen. 

And he was definitely even more handsome in person.

“Well then, you’ve definitely come to the right place.” Ray grinned, but your focus was still on the spectacled man before you.

“Thank you, that’s very flattering.” Although his voice was a bit monotonous, the response was genuine. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to check on my spore samples.”

“Spore samples?” You asked with curiosity.

“Yes. I collect spores, molds, and fungus.” 

“That sounds like fun!” Egon was a bit taken aback by your response. That wasn’t a reply he was used to hearing. And the fact that you sounded genuine and peppy was even more confusing to him. 

Ray, wanting to show you the rest of the firehouse, started to pull you away. You gave a quick goodbye to Egon before bounding down the stairs after Ray. Meanwhile, Egon needed to take a second to get his befuddled thoughts straight before he could tend to his samples.

***

You fell into a routine pretty quickly. The job was mainly making appointments and ensuring the boys were ready for a call, scheduled or unexpected. Occasionally, you filed paperwork or got coffee for everyone at odd hours in the day. But because the job was shared between you and Janine, you often had at least a little bit of free time.

“Got another one!” Peter announced as he stepped out of the Ecto-1 that had just rolled into the firehouse, holding up a slightly smoking trap. As Winston and Ray emerged from the car, you wondered if Peter had been wearing a poncho because he was the only one not covered at least halfway in goo. “He was a real slimy one, too.”

“I can tell.” You laughed as Ray and Winston peeled out of their uniforms with a grimace. 

“You’re back.” Egon’s voice almost made you jump; you hadn’t realized he had come down from the lab. He walked until he was standing next to you, holding his hand out towards the ghost trap. “I’ll take that, Peter. Ray, come with me, I want to discuss the containment facility with you.”

“What about it?” Ray asked as he closed his locker. Egon brushed past you to walk down to the basement, Ray close behind.

Not wanting to be caught staring at Egon’s leaving form, you whipped back around to the car. It seemed that Winston and Ray weren’t the only ones who got slimed. Poor Ecto.

“I think I’m gonna clean the car.” You thought aloud. “You guys don’t have any more calls until tomorrow.”

“Oh, you don’t have to do that, Y/n,” Winston said. 

“Well, someone’s gotta do it,” Peter interjected. “We gotta ride in style, after all.”

“Really, Winston, I don’t mind.” You insisted. “I don’t have anything else to do.”

“Suit yourself.” He said with a shrug.

Patting you on the shoulder, Winston went upstairs to take a shower. While Peter hung up his jumpsuit, you looked around in a storage closet for car washing supplies.

“Y/n?” You looked towards the sound of the voice, seeing Egon peeking out of the basement entrance.

“Yeah, Eegs?”

“You, uh-” He cleared his throat, cheeks going slightly pink, and you wondered why. “You can wear my jumpsuit, if you want. So your clothes don’t get dirty.”

You grinned, straightening up from your slightly bent position. Peter raised a brow at Egon, although you couldn’t see that because you were also looking at the tall man.

“Thanks, Egon!”

He nodded once before going back downstairs, Peter hot on his tail. 

“You sweet on her or something, Spengs?” He asked quietly, not wanting to gain your attention.

“Shut up, Venkman.”

***

Music blasted as you washed the soap suds of the Ecto-1. You were pretty sure everyone was out of the building, either getting lunch or just not wanting to be in the firehouse. You had taken Egon up on his offer, his jumpsuit fitting very baggy on you. You had to roll up the sleeves and pantlegs, but you didn’t mind. Especially when seeing the patch with his last name on your chest.

Over the music and your own voice singing along to Whitney Houston, you didn’t hear Egon walking down the stairs. When he reached the bottom step, he watched as you jumped around to the beat. 

“I need a man who’ll take the chance, on a love that burns hot enough to last.” You sprayed the last of the soap off the front of the car before turning the hose off. “So when the night falls, my lonely heart calls. Ohh- Oh!” You yelped in surprise as you turned around, seeing Egon, who was still looking at you. His eyes trailed up and down your form, but it was so quick that you didn’t notice. “Hey, Eegs! I thought you’d gone out with the others.” Even after turning down the radio to hear his response, you still danced a bit. Although, your movements were a bit more subdued.

“I was up in the lab, checking on my fungi.” 

“Oh! Was the music distracting you?” You asked, already sounding apologetic. “I can keep it down if you-”

“No!” Egon answered quickly, taking the both of you by surprise. He cleared his throat, adjusting his glasses. “No, the music’s fine. I wanted a snack and found that we were out of Twinkies, so I was going to get some.” 

You nodded in understanding, moving to put away the car cleaning supplies that you were no longer using. And then you noticed that Egon hadn’t made any move to leave. You looked over your shoulder, seeing that he was standing in the same spot with eyes darting around the room, and turned back around to face him. You tilted your head with a questioning look.

“Would you, ahem, would you like to come with me?” He seemed a bit shy to ask, and it made you smile brightly. “Wouldn’t want to leave you here all alone and all.”

“Sure!” You answered enthusiastically. “Lemme just put all this away.” 

Without asking, Egon helped you gather everything and put it in the storage closet. You unrolled the limbs of Egon’s uniform, and he couldn’t help but admire you in his attire, despite how much the fabric consumed you. It was hung back up in his locker with care before you grabbed your purse from your desk and skipped over to him.

“Ready?” You nodded, and the two of you walked out of the firehouse. Without thinking, you looped your arm through his. But before you could pull away and apologize for not asking, he was already pulling you along the sidewalk, the tiniest hint of a smile on his serious face.

[lawsvalentine]

Hey I have a hard time finding stories of the monster trio + Law finding out that their s/o is pregnant. So if you could write one for each that would be amazing.🥹🙏 it be a sfw story

Cee’s note: Yay! My first request AHHH!!! And sure thing love 💓

They Find Out You’re Pregnant • Monster Trio + Law HC • (SFW)

Pregnant!reader

CW: Pregnancy, Fluff

Luffy

Luffy noticed something was off about you but couldn’t put his finger on it

You were going to the bathroom more frequently and you couldn’t stomach most of the food Sanji served without vomiting

He had Chopper take a look at you worried you might be sick

When Chopper reassured that you weren’t sick relief washed over you two only to be replaced by shock when Chopper reveals that you are pregnant

Luffy stares for a few moments blinking before a big toothy grin spreads across his face. He gives you a big hug can’t containing his excitement.

You would be lying if you said you weren’t kinda scared when Chopper dropped the bomb but Luffy’s excitement and joy was contagious slowly easing the fears you had

From that moment on, Luffy is extra careful with you. Always keeping you on the ship out of harms way and has either Zoro or Sanji stay with you.

Definitely takes advantage of your pregnancy cravings to get more food from Sanji

He loves to kiss and cuddle your round tummy and even talks to it

“Hey little baby, your dad is gonna be king of the pirates hehehe”

When you went into labor, he was right by your side holding your hand and comforting you while chopper delivered the baby

Luffy is overjoyed holding his child in his arms and absolutely falls in love with them.

Looking down at the precious being, he can’t help but make a silent vow to always protect them at any cost

Zoro

You actually found out you were pregnant before he did. Your period never came causing you to visit Chopper and well and behold you were indeed pregnant

You didn’t know how or when would be the right time to tell Zoro until one day you ended up blurting it randomly when he tried offering you some sake

The gif above was his exact reaction. Zoro couldn’t believe he was going to be a father. He was lowkey panicking on the inside

You started to feel like maybe Zoro didn’t want to have this kid with you when you saw his face. You started to tear up, causing Zoro to snap out of his inner thoughts

He immediately held you close to him, peppering your face with kisses and starts to reassure you.

“Babe don’t cry, of course I want to have this baby”

He is so protective of you. Literally carries you everywhere and doesn’t allow you to lift anything by yourself. Absolutely refuses to leave your side, no matter how much you tell him you’ll be fine.

Gives you foot rubs and leg massages whenever your body starts to feel sore

Loves to lay with you and gently rub your tummy

He felt the baby kick and he just looked astonished that there really was a little person growing inside you. Now he hopes he feels a kick every time he rubs your stomach

Was nervous asf when you went into labor, but didn’t let it show for your sake. You squeezed the hell out of this man’s hand but it’s okay he’s a big boy he can handle it lol

When your child was finally born, you could have sworn you saw Zoro’s eyes glossy (he will deny it with every fiber of his being lol)

He already is planning to train them to become a great swordsmen like their father

Sanji

You have been vomiting a lot whenever Sanji made you food. He took notice and was immediately concerned about you.

He took you to Chopper and he gives you the big news that you are now pregnant

Oh boy, you just made this man the happiest man alive

He is over the moon that his darling Y/N is now carrying his child. He had already wanted to start a family with you and settle down so this was a dream come true for him

Sanji is going to spoil you 10x more now because you’re pregnant. Whatever you desire, you shall receive it.

Sanji secretly hopes the baby is a girl, but will love the baby just as much if it is a boy

Sanji promises he will never be like his father, he will cherish and give this child unconditional love that he was robbed of from his childhood.

If you are feeling insecure about your belly and body changes, Sanji will immediately shower you with kisses and adoring compliments

“My darling, you are so beautiful and I am even more in love seeing you carry our child”

When you went into labor, he was right there by your side, holding your hand and helping you to control your breathing and encouraging you to push as hard as you can

Once your child is born, this man is actually bawling his eyes out. He is so fucking happy lol

Law

He definitely suspected you were pregnant from the symptoms you were exhibiting

He did a check up on you just to be sure and his theory was correct

Law definitely had some fears, you two were pirates and he already was protective of you before and now that you were pregnant you were even more vulnerable

But once he saw the panicked look in your eyes, he pushed his own fears aside and reassured you everything was going to be okay

“It’s okay Y/N-ya, I will take care of you.”

Law never thought about having children before but as your pregnancy went along he was starting to warm up to the idea

He is definitely even more protective and gives you even more check ups to ensure that you and the baby are healthy

Makes sure you are taking your vitamins and that you aren’t exerting yourself too much

Doesn’t let you leave the Polar Tang under any circumstances and don’t even try to fight him on this. He will have none of it

Protectiveness aside, Law is more softer and affectionate with you. He is always holding you and giving you kisses and loves to hold and kiss your tummy

Bepo and the crew notice this and tease their captain which is always met with death glares from Law that sends them running lol

Law is the one to deliver your baby when you go into labor, while Bepo serves as your comfort bear to help you through your delivery

When your child is born, Law had the biggest smile you ever seen on him

He thinks about Corazon and wishes he was here to see his child. But knows he is watching over him and his new family.

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Kinkmas 9

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

A/N: I have a lot of human readers for kinkmas lol. All characters are aged up!

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Pairing: Neteyam x Fem!Human!Reader

Warnings: Alien Genitalia, Handjob

“Come on, Teyam! Just let me see it once! Please! It won’t be weird!” You beg following behind your much taller best friend.

“Why do you want to see so bad?” Neteyam asks with a chuckle as he pushes low hanging branches and leaves out of the way for both of you. 

“Because I know what a human one looks like, but I’m curious about Na’vi ones! So come on! Out with it!” You rush around to stand in front of him and block his path. 

He lets out a deep relenting sigh. “Fine, but only once.”

Your face lights up with jubilation. Neteyam looks around quickly to scan the area to make sure that no one else is around to see before he sits down against a tree trunk and unties his tewng. 

When it finally falls, your wide-eyed excitement shifts to confusion. 

“Ummm, Neteyam, where is it?” 

Neteyam’s face is a deep purple color and his eyes are attempting to avoid your face that is a bit close for comfort. 

“I-It’s inside. It only comes out w-when–” “When you touch it? Can I touch it?” 

Neteyam is more than a little taken aback by your question and straight forward offer. His blush runs from his cheeks to his nose and his ears. What’s even more noteworthy is how calm and casual you are about this whole situation. Regardless, Neteyam nods his head and closes his eyes, too embarrassed to watch you right now. 

Your fingers gently slide around his slit and you can’t help but marvel at how slippery it is. 

“Wow…” you lowly breathe to yourself.

Netetam’s body flinches a bit at your touch, but you continue anyways. After only a few more seconds, you notice something emerging from inside. In a matter of seconds, his dick unsheathes itself fully to stand tall and begging in front of your very eyes. 

Your eyes go wide and your fingers stop moving where they are. You had always imagined what Na’vi dicks looked like. They were surprisingly similar to human ones, besides the slit. But what really has your mouth hanging open is just the sheer size of it. Neteyam is already much larger than you by a long shot, standing at a proud 9ft tall. But this…it’s basically the same size as your arm. It’s almost instinctual for you to reach out and touch it, grab it, stroke it. 

Neteyam’s breathing is heavy in his chest as your smaller fist pumps up and down his throbbing cock. Beads of precum continually spill over the top and down your hand. He’s hard and warm and heavy in your hand. Feeling it directly now, you can feel the extra ridges and bumps on his shaft. No doubt those are for helping with breeding and making sure that any attempt takes. 

“Fuck…” Neteyam curses the human word under his breath, but you can still hear it. 

“S-should I stop?” you ask, pausing the ministrations of your hand. 

Neteyam grabs ahold of your wrist before you can pull away. 

“Don’t. You need to finish what you started.”

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[cosmicstarlatte]

Mammon A-Z Smut HCs (Obey Me!)

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18+ only, minors do not interact.

My personal headcanons using this [prompt list]

The goal is to finish the whole list; you are welcome to request a letter so I get to it faster. I will work on it as quick as I can but keep in mind I do have a life & responsibilities lol. ^^

Last Updated: Oct.1.2023 (5 out of 26)

⚠️Notes: I'll tag any sections if needed. If you think a section needs a tag, kindly let me know.

A: Affair (Describe an extra-marital affair)

B: Birthday (Describe birthday sex)

C: Compliments (Mid- and post-sex compliments)

D: Dry Humping (Describe a dry-humping scene)

E: Experimenting (Trying something new)

He'll be nervous & get shy with any new kinks. He's always willing to try though, just give him a little time & if he changes his mind, he'll tell you! After trying something, he will let you know if he didn't particularly care for it or not. "That? Ya I like that... but this? Nah, not my style!"

F: Firsts (First time having sex together)

The first time you two have sex with each other, it's steamy, passionate & fluffy. Maybe just slightly clumsy but that only happens because of the excitement you both have! Especially him! He loves you & feels much closer to you after it. Cuddling with you the first time after sex filled a hole he didn't know he had. From then on he always looks forward to cuddling after sex.♡

G: Gentle (Describe gentle/loving mid-sex gestures)

H: Handsy (When they can’t keep their hands to themselves)

I: Initiator (Who initiates most of the time? How?)

J: Jealous (“Claiming” a partner)

tags: possessive/territorial/violent, ass grabbing, objectification(?) All common sense goes out the window when it comes to this man & jealousy. He's bark & bite (peck?). He has no issue interrupting you & an unknown demon if they look at you like some piece of meat. You're his; no one's taking his treasure! He will wrap an arm around you or smack your ass & plant a quick kiss, glaring at whoever you're talking to & they can usually take the hint. ...Now if he actually finds someone outright flirting with you & making you uncomfortable, he'll lose his shit & get in their face quick. He has no issue grabbing them & throwing them. "Who do ya think you are! Talkin' like that to what's mine! Remember your place!"

K: Kitchen (Describe a sex scene in the kitchen)

L: Likes (What they like in the bedroom)

M: Morning (Describe morning sex)

N: Never (Things they would never try)

O: Orgasm (Describe coming--who comes first? What do they say? How does the other person know it’s approaching?)

P: Playlist (A playlist for getting down and dirty; will probably include a lap dance song, a song for making love, and a song that represents their sex life)

Q: Quiet (Reaction to a quiet partner)

R: Ruttish (Signs that they’re horny)

S: Safe Word (How often is the safe word used? Why?)

T: Teasing (Who’s the tease in the relationship? What do they do? How often?)

U: Undressing (Strip teasing a partner)

V: Videos (Sending NSFW videos to each other)

The first time you sent Mammon a video, he jerked it until his balls were completely drained. He of course sent his own vid showing you how much he loved it. "Mmph, fuuuck!...look at what ya do to me...haah! Look at all this fuckin' cum , just for you baby." He couldn't help but ask for more vids from you so he can jerk off when you're not around. He loves to send you his feedback every time.❤️

W: Wedding Night (Consummating the marriage)

X: XXX (What kind of porn does the person watch? How often?)

Before you, he would watch it every other day if he was in the mood. Succubus's & witches, pretty tame actually nothing too crazy & usually had some praise kink involved. Those vids did it for him up until he got you. Now he turns to his own private (favorite) collection if he has to jerk off. See V too lol.^

Y: Yawn (How they sleep post-sex)

Z: Zoo (Their animalistic qualities in the bedroom)

[illicitlimerence-writes]

santa's house | c. leclerc

pairing: charles leclerc x reader word count: 2.1k words (oops) request: nope prompt: character a works as a santa’s helper. character b has a small sibling/child. from this prompt list. not my prompts, credits to the person who created it!warnings: kids, uncle!charles, language maybe, idk what else. **text in italic is supposed to be in french lol** a/n: day 4! a little bit longer than yesterday but oh well, for some reason this one didn’t feel as long when i was writing it. REMINDER THAT MY REQUESTS ARE CLOSED, EVEN IF IT’S FOR THE SPECIAL. pls, i don’t want to close my askbox but if i keep getting i’ll have to turn it off.

my masterlist / 25 days of christmas masterlist

the job wasn’t the most luxurious ever, but it paid good, especially with the holiday craze. 

working as one of santa’s elves at the local mall wasn’t exactly on her bucket list, but she needed the money. living in monaco as a student wasn’t easy nor cheap, and she couldn’t let any opportunity to make some extra cash escape. 

thankfully, the lines were never too long, the people were understanding, and the children were the sweetest. since starting that job she’d learned a lot about patience, about being around a lot of kids at the same time, but most importantly, about keeping the children’s innocence and spark alive. 

in the two weeks of working there she’d had to deal with every kind of kid, the excited ones, the ones that were slightly afraid of the idea of santa, little babies that was their first time meeting santa, and she remembered every single kid that she met.

she was sitting on santa’s chair, still wearing the green dress and striped tights, a red santa hat on her head. the actor playing santa had already called off for the night, but she had to wait until her flatmate finished her shift at one of the shops at the same mall so they could go home together. she was about to turn off the lights from santa’s house when she heard the now-familiar pitter patter of tiny feet on the polished floors.

“cha, hurry!” a little girl’s voice echoed through the walls and tall ceiling, she turned her head seeing a girl of about two or three years old running her way. her heart melted, this girl was probably the prettiest girl she’d ever seen. bright hazel eyes and hair, a gorgeous red dress with white tights on. behind her, a twenty-something brown-haired guy was rushing to her, trying to keep up with her tiny but fast legs.

“wait, darling. slow down,” he said, right as the girl tried to climb the small white picket fence surrounding what was supposed to be santa’s house. out of instinct, she hurried to help the girl.

“careful, honey, you could get hurt,” she said softly, opening the entrance to the house and helping the girl down.

“santa,” she frowned, looking around, her heart sunk in her stomach.

“santa’s gone for the night, darling,” she explained as the guy that came with the little girl walked to her, lifting her in his arms.

“sorry,” he said, hugging the girl tight, “don’t run off like dad, your parents won’t forgive me if something happens to you, and neither would i,” he told the girl, who leaned her head against his shoulder.

“santa,” the girl told him, lower lip sticking out in an adorable pout.

“santa’s house is open until six, you just missed him, i’m sorry,” she explained, a small smile on her face.

“hear that, lovie? we can come back tomorrow,” he said, but the girl shook her head.

“i want to see santa today,” she insisted. 

“what’s your name, darling?” she asked the girl, she felt her heart squeezing at the sight of the girl being sad. 

“cami,” she answered.

“that’s such a pretty name, cami. it’s so nice to meet you. listen, how about this, i can show you inside santa’s house, would you like that?” she offered, smiling sweetly at the girl. who nodded.

“he there?” cami asked, pointing to the house.

“no, honey, he had to go to the toy factory for the night, but he’ll be back tomorrow,” she explained, it wasn’t the first time she’d had to make up a story on the spot. 

“cha, down,” cami said, and the guy holding her put her down, but held her hand. they followed her to the entrance of the house, it was simple, but still in theme. there were two cushioned chairs and a bench, a cabinet where she and the santa actor kept snacks, drinks and some make-up. thankfully, there were no costumes there. 

“welcome to santa’s house in monaco,” she smiled as the girl looked around, the soft glow of the lights outside illuminating the inside. 

“it’s small,” cami said, looking around and sitting on one of the chairs, the guy she called cha helped her up.

“yeah, he’s so busy, he doesn’t to spend too much time here, and every night he goes to sleep in the north pole, that’s why it’s small,” she explained, watching ‘cha’ with a smile on his face as he saw cami nod slowly, taking the new information in. 

“he comes back?” she asked, too enthralled by everything around her.

“yeah, he’ll be back tomorrow.”

“cha, we come tomorrow?” she turned to cha, who nodded in return, pinching the little girl’s cheek lightly. “you’re here tomorrow?” she asked her.

“i will be right here, cami.” she nodded, smiling. she saw movement outside the house, seeing her flatmate waiting for her. “but right now it’s getting late, and i think we all should go home, but i’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?” she said, standing up from her spot and walking to the snack cabinet. she opened it and grabbed a cookie that she gave every kid that went to meet santa. she thought twice and grabbed another one, instead. “here you go, this is for you,” she handed her one of the cookies, one in the shape of a snowman. the girl’s eyes shined bright, making her smile. “and this one’s for cha,” she said, giving her one in the shape of a christmas tree. 

“cha, cookies!” cami giggled, staring at the cookies longingly. “thank you,” she said. 

“thank you, uh- my name is charles. that’s cami, camille.”

“nice to meet you, charles. i’m (y/n),” she smiled. 

-

the next day, she lifted her head every time she heard a small child’s voice, hoping to see cami and charles walking her way. she tried to hide her disappointment, putting on her happy face and welcoming the kids. with about thirty minutes left, she’d already given up on seeing them that day, but the sweetest voice calling her name caught her attention.

she turned, seeing camille with charles trailing behind her. this time she wore a green dress. she waved at her, turning to sam, the guy playing santa.

“please be on your best behavior for this girl. she wanted to see santa last night but came too late.” she felt two hands wrap around her legs, she crouched in front of cami, “hi, cami, how are you?” she asked the girl, smiling at her and charles as she looked up at him. he smiled back.

“good. i see santa!” she pointed to the side. 

“want to meet him? i already told him about you, he’s been waiting all day to meet you,” she smiled, getting a funny feeling in her stomach at the girl’s bright expression in her eyes. 

“cha, come!” she grabbed charles’ hand and led him to santa. 

-

she waved her hand goodbye at them, already knowing she was going to miss having cami around. she closed the curtains of the small windows of santa’s house, changing out of her costume inside the house. her flatmate had already gone home for the day, so she had to walk home by herself. she didn’t mind it, she liked having time to see her temporary home. 

as she walked past an antique shop, she noticed a gorgeous snowglobe. the bottom was painted gold, and inside there was a carousel, and she was sure it worked because of the small lever on the side. she sighed, knowing that with the holidays the prize was sure to be way out of her budget.

“hey, hi-” she jumped a little letting out a curse word. charles noticed the switch in language, “i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to startle you.”

“no, it’s okay, i- i was too caught up in my thoughts,” she said, smiling at him. her head went down, looking for cami. “where’s-”

“with her parents,” he said, pointing to a shop across the street. a cozy coffee shop, cami sat with her parents in front of her. 

“she’s your…”

“niece,” he answered, she nodded. 

“i’m guessing you’re her favorite uncle?” she smiled, watching the way charles looked at her softly.

“i’d say so,” he chuckled, “her parents, my cousins, are really close to my age, so i’d say she’s my favorite, too. i love her to pieces.”

“cute,” she slipped out, feeling a light flush creeping on her cheeks. 

“do you want to join us? i’m sure cami will be delighted to spend more time with you,” he asked, her gaze drifted from cami to him. “or if you’re busy or have plans i-”

“no, it’s… i-” she thought for a second, seeing his small smile and bright eyes, so similar to cami’s. “sure. a little while won’t hurt.” 

her heart beat faster at the sight of his relieved smile, he offered her his arm, she slid her hand around it and walked to the coffee shop. as they entered she could see cami turning her head to see charles. her eyes widened and she clapped her hands as she spotted her. 

she sat next to cami, with charles on her other side as he introduced her to his family. 

conversation started flowing easily, with her helping cami eat her slice of cake as if she’d been doing it her whole life, it came natural to her.

charles smiled, knowing cami didn’t open up easily to people, and it was surprising and so nice to see her like that with her. his cousins made her feel welcome, asked her questions about herself, her job, her uni major. with every word she spoke charles found himself unable to look away. 

he wanted to get to know her more. whoever managed to get cami out of her shell was someone worth knowing. 

after almost two hours of talking and enjoying a nice evening, cami and her parents left, the little one having fallen asleep already. and charles insisted on driving her home, she’d said it was fine, that she was good just walking home, but had finally given up.

the car ride was filled with talk, asking questions that were a bit more personal, but both felt comfortable answering them. as she pointed to her building, charles felt a small ball of dread in his stomach. he didn’t want this to end.

“can i-” he said, sighing as he cut himself off. “i’d love to see you again,” 

“oh,” she said, before a smile slowly crept on her face, “me too.” she admitted, feeling shy under his stare. 

“um, is… that’s great,” he said, watching her nod. she nodded, too, tapping her fingers against her leg.

“here,” she handed him her phone, “put your number in. we can text and plan something,” 

“yeah, i’d… i’d like that,” he said, typing his number and saving the contact as ‘cha’ with a bear emoji. he’d explained the bear necklace that cami had picked out for him as a birthday present, she had contained herself to avoid swooning audibly. he called his number so he could have hers as well. 

“good. well, thank you for tonight. i really had a nice night, your family is so great and cami… she’s quite possibly the greatest toddler i’ve ever met. and trust me, i’ve met a lot,” she laughed.

“she is, the sweetest girl.”

after staring at each other for a few seconds, she jumped when they heard a car passing by, too fast to be within the speed limit. 

“i should… go. i- i’ve got to work tomorrow.”

“yeah, of course. have a nice night, and… i’ll call you.”

“i’m looking forward to it,” she smiled, stepping out of the car. 

he watched her close the door and walk to the front door of her building, and it took him one second to make up his mind. he stepped out and closed the door, calling her name.

“yeah?” she asked, watching him walk her way.

“i… i forgot something,” he said, feeling his hands getting clammy as he kept them behind his back. 

“what is it?”

he leaned forward, brushing his lips against her cheek, placing one soft kiss there. her breathing hitched as she looked at him, a smile on her lips as he leaned back, heat rushing to her face.

as soon as she closed the door to her apartment she received a notification.

from cha🐻: sweet dreams.

she smiled, dropping down on the sofa and screaming into a pillow.

there was no way a man this perfect existed.

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Mutxip’s Begining: Part 6

hA/N:Well howdy, very sorry for such a logn period between chapters. prolly going to be the same but the next part(s) that I have ideas for are kinda intricit so it’ll take a bit, but enjoy this little snipbit lol. (Also i am so sorry to the people whos tags didn’t work, I dont know what happened)

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The only thing Jake could effectively make out is her glowing yellow eyes, always unchanging and never moving from her target (Which most of the time is him). He smiles at her curiosity, her natural camouflage hiding any true vision from him of her. Her footsteps are practiced but clumsy from her young age. Her feet lit up whenever she shifts her position. He watches her study him, and he can't help but smile fondly at her curiosity. 

She studies the man that has been coming here every night, and her tail swishes behind her showcasing her curiosity about his approach. 

His natural stripes and dark blue complexion allowed him to be camouflaged in the night to regular eyes, but her honed eyesight allowed her to see him clearly. The moss on the ground glowed where he sat, creating a halo around his legs. Every time his tail brushed back and forth gently on the ground, it was like a comet tail following his movements. His large body almost gave the moss shadow, his hair slightly covering his face and darkening his expression. But what confused her the most was the thick strands of hair coming out of his head. She subconsciously reached to touch her own dark hair, feeling the matted, stringy strands. Strange, her hair isn’t like his; why is it different. She also noted his hands, laid on his knees, and spread out, but there are extra pieces on him. One hand clenches shut, feeling all the appendages. She will have to get close to get a better look at the strange man. 

Slowly she moves from her crouched position to get a better look at him. Leaning her body this way and that to see if she could get a better angle on him. 

Eventually, her curiosity takes over, and she slowly approaches Jake, circling his body and inspecting him and their differences. Jake, on the other hand, was afraid to even breathe. Not even a twitch in his muscles was allowed in case her skittish nature returned. This is the closest he has been to her; he wants it to count and last. And now that he can see her closer, he is allowed to take in her scrabby clothes and matted hair. Take in the amount of dirt on her body and the scratch marks on her arms and legs. The urge to take her into his arms and hold her almost takes over. The urge to hide her away from the world, to be able to protect her from the harsh environment she currently lives in. She has no idea she has an entire clan waiting to welcome her with open arms and celebrations. For her to be loved and protected by those around her. All they wait for is her. Neytiri has already been scrounging for items to put onto the little girl's songcord, ready to welcome another daughter home.   

Cautiously she creeps closer to him, clutching the bracelet given to her. His ears pointed her way, tail twitching with excitement. With a tentative hand, she grabs one of the ‘strands’ of hair. Jake’s’ breath stills at the feel of her hand, but he doesn’t react. He doesn’t move an inch for fear of scaring her to leave and not come back. 

As time continued, she got more and more confident. Moves his hair this way and that, grunting and squealing softly when she sees something new. Inspecting his scalp and touching his queue very gently because she knows how sensitive hers is, so it must be the same for him. She then moved from his hair to his ears, giggling when they flicked around when she touched them. Once she finishes poking and prodding his ear, she takes a hold of his hand and brings it up to her face, surprise filling her childish features.  She tilts her head seeing the extra fingers on his hand confusedly. Jake smiles to himself and allows her to inspect the most obvious difference between them. She brings her hand up and compares the two, confused about their differences. She meets his eyes and juts his hand closer to his face. 

“Hand.” She states, shaking his hand a little to show the urgency. He nods, 

“They are different.” He tells her, her brow muscles tense together in obvious confusion. 

“Why?” A very simple question but a not-so-easy answer, so he tries his best. But he is happy she can understand him. So, as gently as possible, he closes his hand around her hand. “You see the lights?” He points up, and she cranes to look at the sky before nodding. “The shiny’s.” She answers with childlike wonder, always contemplating why they are so far away. 

Jake chuckles, “Yes, the shiny’s. I am different because I am from one of them.” She gasps and snaps her head towards him, gripping his arm with her other hand. She seems like she can barely contain her surprise and excitement. With utter awe in her eyes, she pokes his chest with a finger, “From Eywa.”

It is now his turn to be surprised. He hadn’t thought of it like that in a long time. Slowly, his face turns to a smile, and he nods. “Sure, from Eywa.” He confirms.

 She looks down when she feels his tail gently brush against her leg and decides to investigate. It moves from her grasp when she tries to grab it, and she squeals in delight. For maybe a minute, she chased after his tail while he swished it back and forth, almost taunting her. 

She hisses, then jumps onto his tail, making him laugh. She chases his tail, a common game played with her mother whenever she is feeling feisty before bed. Suddenly she stops, remembering the fruit she brought, and dashes across the small clearing and into the brush leaving Jake confused and startled. But he isn't allowed to feel like that for long as she runs back into the clearing with something wrapped in a leaf held in her mouth, and she runs back as fast as possible on all fours. Jake is slightly taken aback, but he quickly schools himself and watches her with a smile. Watched her skid to a stop and crouch right in front of him to unravel the leaves with a smile. She removes the same fruits as last time before shoving one into his face. 

“Eat,” she demands

He grabs the fruit and methodically peels it while trying to watch the little girl simultaneously. She pays him no mind and stands to eat the fruit without peeling the skin. Absentmindedly leaning on his arm with one hand and eating with the other. He notices that even though she is standing, she is still the same height as him when he sits. He feels a warmth surround him as he watches the girl eat her food messily and look at her surroundings. He feels a crawling urge to protect her. To bring her back, no matter her anger, and keep her safe where she should be. With a real family- he stops his thought. The long run is what he is playing. He already knows his end goal. Neytiri has threatened to come herself if he doesn't try quicker methods. He melts at the thought of his wife. She so desperately wants to come help this little girl in front of him and give her a mother's warmth and love. But Jake knows he has to be slow or else drastic change in her will happen, and nothing for the good. He would never force her to come with him. 

He looks back at the girl to find her staring at him unblinking, pupils blown, and tail swaying with a sense of urgency. Slowly she reaches out to him, and he braces for her to play with his hair again, but instead, he sees her gently urge an atokirina from off his head that he didn’t even realize was there. She slowly brings it to her face and closes her eyes in contentment at the feeling of the pure spirit against her cheek. Jake then watches as another flows down and tickles her ears, making her giggle before cupping that one too. He watches the exchange happen, awestruck at the sign Eywa has given him. It is almost time. 

He watches her sit on the mossy land, resting her back against his leg to allow her full attention toward the two. He freezes, not wanting the moment to end. He was finally at peace for a little bit. Watching her play with the two atokirina, they stayed like that for a while. Her head now rests on his leg, and she is becoming increasingly tired. Eventually, falling asleep, and the two atokirina caress her cheeks one last time before floating away. He watches them dance across the sky before disappearing into the trees. Redirecting his gaze back at the little girl, he smiles softly, feeling the urge to caress her hair, but he holds back. Content with the fact she felt safe enough to fall asleep on him. 

They stayed like that for a while before Jake realizes how late it is, creeping closer to morning as time passes. But there is no way he can leave her here, alone and in the cold with no protection. He would never leave this little girl alone like this. So he waits, keeping watch of his surroundings while highly aware of the weight against his leg. He would snap his eyes towards her every twitch she makes, every time she moved or mumbled. Worry makes his heart clench when he spins his head towards her before having to calm his heart. 

It wasn’t till a later that he heard the slightest movement in the foliage behind him. He doesn’t move, keeping his head forward, but he quietly sniffs the air, and his ears twitch to try and get a better angle toward the noise. Before he could covertly grab his knife, he feels a hot gust of wind against his neck that makes his hair stand on end. A low growl emanates from the creature as it rounds him and the little girl. Protective instincts take over as he swiftly angles his body to cover hers. Baring teeth and growling low to give warning, he cuts himself off at the dark figure stalking them. 

He is face-to-face with familiar cat-like features and iridescent eyes. She doesn't attack, but watches with rapt attention, imperceptibly showing aggression. 

Quickly Jake puts two and two together and realizes the thanator is the same one as before. The one who rode off with the little girl on her back. The mother is covered in scars and battle wounds. Numerous bullet wounds surrounded her chest and legs.

 Jake takes a low breath at the familiar beast and reluctantly bows his head. Strangely the palulukan bows her head in return. They stare at each other for a while before the little girl whines in her sleep, catching the attention of both the Oloeyktan and the palulukan. Jake sighs in discontent, seeing he has to let the mother take back her child. Slowly he moves his hand under her head and the other under her knees to pick her up gently. If she is anything like his boys, she would be sleeping like the dead. Cautiously he approaches the palulukan, and she willingly crouches down to let him put the child on her back. Once situated, Jake steps back and looks out at the girl longingly, toy clutched in her hand and bracelet now around her own wrist. The palulukan gives Jake one last look before returning to the jungle's depths. Jake stands there for a while, watching them walk away, feeling disconcertion before resigning himself and returning home, picking up the leftover fruits as he leaves.

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Part Three: "Spilled Milk" ~ S. Harrington

Summary: (Then) Morning sickness has finally caught up to Reader, and unfortunately it has her spilling her guts in more than one way. — (Now) When Steve brings his roommate along with him to the coffee shop, the situation soon goes south when his friend starts to spill Steve's not-so-secret crush to a certain barista.

Pairing: Nurse!Steve Harrington x Fem!Byers!Reader

Word Count: 2,561

Content Warning: teen pregnancy, vomit/morning sickness talk, mentions of food, very mild swearing, lmk if i missed anything!

Extra Notes: this chapter took so freaking long to write because work is taking it out of me lol but i hope you guys enjoy!!

Originally Written: 11/05/2023 through 11/27/2023

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[ Then, July of 1987 ]

One week. Seven days. One hundred and sixty-eight hours. Over ten thousand minutes. That was the amount of time that had passed since that little white stick had turned blue and changed your life forever.

One might've thought you would've been used to the information by that point, that excitement or anticipation or any kind of emotion at all would've at least crossed your mind once or twice. Instead, you still felt numb, guilt and self-loathing dripping through your veins as naturally as your own blood.

To make matters worse, morning sickness had finally caught up to you. When you weren't throwing up from shame and fear, you were retching due to the human life inside you that clearly wasn't happy with its environment. You were living on a steady diet of toast and Joyce's ginger tea, and you were quite positive your brothers had started to catch on.

The older of your brothers, Jonathan, had been home for summer break from college for barely two weeks when you found out about your current condition. The two of you had been inseparable since the day you were born, having been raised more like twins than individuals who were born a year apart. And since the day you started to speak in full sentences, the two of you told each other everything. But the idea of him finding out about this? To say it terrified you more than actually having the baby was an understatement.

On the opposite hand, you had your younger brother, Will. The baby of the family—for the time being, anyway. The innocent one, the one who you trusted with anything because he didn't really have anyone to tell his secrets to. You craved so desperately to confide in someone, and he happened to be the person you always went to. But telling him this would be like taking the last of his innocence, like forcing him to cross the line between childhood and adulthood with you.

That thought was nearly too much to bear, and because of it, you found yourself doubled over the toilet, nausea and guilt and anguish rushing through you from head to toe. You retched and gagged as vomit exited you once again, tears pricking at your eyes from the pain.

Joyce truly had tried her best to help you as much as possible, bringing you anything you needed and helping you back into bed. But being a single mom also meant taking care of her kids in other ways, and this particular day, it meant leaving you at home with the two people you dreaded speaking to the most at that moment.

A soft knock rapped against the door, and you knew just from the fact that he'd actually used his manners that it was Jonathan. "Are you okay? You looked pretty sick when you ran in here."

A small smile tugged at your lips at his concern, the first time you'd felt any positive feelings since you found out your news. "It's open, Jon," you called, pushing yourself up from where you lay flat on the tiles.

He pushed the door open slightly, just enough to enter the room before cracking it behind himself. Worry knitted in his thick eyebrows as he moved to sit criss-cross on the floor across from you. "This must be one hell of a stomach bug."

A sarcastic chuckle made its way out of your lips weakly. "Pretty bad," you said, unsure if you had the strength to muster any more words together. You pulled your knees to your chest, hugging your legs like your life depended on it. Your eyes went anywhere but toward his, knowing with just one look, Jonathan could convince you to spill even your darkest secret. Which, in all fairness, this might've been it.

"Hey," he started, a gentle hand coming up to meet your knee, "I know when something's wrong with you."

"Jon, it's-"

You didn't have to look up to know he was giving you that serious and stern look, the one that always reminded you that he was nothing short of your big brother. "Don't give me the stomach bug thing again. Maybe you can fool Mom with that crap and maybe even Will, but you're not fooling me. I'm your older brother, but more than that, we're best friends. I know when something is truly wrong with you, but I can't help you if you don't tell me what it is."

Instead of forming words, you simply shuffled across the floor and over to him, Jonathan instinctively opening his arms up to pull you into his side. Just as you expected, even the simplest of touches had you on the brink of tears as you leaned into his embrace. His crisp and clean scent filled you with a sense of familiarity. A feeling that was so comforting, so needed, and just so Jonathan.

Pregnancy must've taken away your knowledge of how time worked because once again, being in a familiar embrace had made you lose track of time. You really weren't sure if you'd been on the floor with him for five minutes or five hours before a certain someone alerted you of his presence from the doorway.

"Uh," Will started, clearly confused by the scene in front of him. "Why are you two hugging on the bathroom floor?"

Identical snickers tumbled out of both you and Jonathan, yours being slightly muffled by tears. You pushed yourself up before motioning the younger boy over with a wave of your hand. "Come here, Will," you said, the beginnings of a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth.

Despite the way he was looking at the two of you like you'd both grown an extra head, Will followed your request. He sat down criss-cross on the side closest to the door, and you were sure it was because he was secretly plotting an escape from his two crazy older siblings.

You tossed an arm around both their sets of shoulders, looking between the two of them with teary eyes. "Before I tell you guys the biggest secret you've ever heard, you have to promise me two things: one, it will not leave this house; and two, you'll still love me afterward."

Jonathan rubbed at your hair playfully. "Kinda hard to promise that second one when I never loved you to begin with, stinker." The statement earned him a teasing shove from you and a false expression of shock from Will.

Looking between the two of them, you felt your heart swell with luckiness. No person had ever been blessed with two better siblings than your own, you were sure of it. The older, a living, breathing personification of comfort, and the younger, a steady thing to hold onto when life felt wobbly. You wished it could stay that way forever, the three of you in your own private and protected bubble.

Unfortunately, the moment had to come to an end and your bubble had to burst. When you remembered the statement you were about to make, it felt to you almost as though the moment had been a passing second rather than the first eighteen years of your life.

That familiar numbness began to return, flooding to your fingers and toes first, and then starting to creep up your spine. You managed a shaky breath, avoiding both their gazes as you exhaled. "I want to preface this by saying that my boyfriend and I love each other very much, so you guys don't have to worry about him." The words came out choppy, anxiety clearly coating your throat.

You could almost hear Jonathan's eyebrows furrowing as he asked, "What's he got to do with…" His voice trailed, as if already figuring out exactly what you were about to say.

Another shaky breath escaped your lips as you lifted your head. You still avoided eye contact, this time fearful they'd see the panic-induced tears welling beneath your eyes. "I…" you started, knowing that once you said the words, there'd be no going back, "I'm pregnant."

Jonathan took the news exactly how you'd expected: leaning back against the counter, running a hand through his messy brown hair, and his complexion going from its normal pale shade to stark white. Will took the information much better than your older brother: not saying anything but pulling you in for a soft hug.

While the two of them processed the statement you'd made, a new feeling washed over you, like you were finally beginning to process the news yourself. Your nerves began to settle, and the nervous tingling in your fingertips was being overtaken by… relief? Excitement? Contentment?

[ Now, November of 1991 ]

Whatever the word was, you liked it much more than the horrible, guilty, suppressing thoughts that had been weighing you down for the past week. You'd be okay, no matter what happened. Because you had the best support system, one that made your heart swell with luckiness.

The bell chimed as the door swung open, pulling your attention away from the book you'd been reading in between taking customers. Normally, your attention would be on cleaning the equipment between orders or making sure tables were cleared off, but finals were only a couple weeks away, and that had stolen your attention this particular day.

"Hi, welcome to Brew and Me." The statement came out in its normal cheery tone, one that quickly gave way to an opposing expression as your eyes met familiar, wire-framed ones.

Steve stepped up to the counter as an unfamiliar curly-haired man followed behind him, digging in every single pocket of his leather jacket to find his wallet. In juxtaposition to Steve's neutral scrubs, the man wore a bright flannel beneath his jacket, and instead of having glasses perched on his nose, he sported sunglasses atop his head that were nearly hidden by his mop of dark curls.

You quickly turned your attention back to Steve, intrigued by whatever his order might be this time. "What's your guess this time, Lennon?" you asked, the words dripping sarcasm as your arms folded tightly in front of your chest.

Not taking the bait, Steve quickly changed the conversation. "Whatcha reading?" he asked, the words melting together in a way that made your stomach melt just the same.

Still, you wouldn't take the bait either, not backing down from your usual banter. "Mouth Hygiene by Alfred Fones."

"Sexy," he chuckled, earning a small snicker from the man behind him. Steve pushed his glasses up his nose, a cocky smirk appearing on his lips before he spoke again. "To answer your question though, I was wondering if I could just get today's special?"

"Something about me says, 'iced cold brew with cinnamon cold foam'? Good to know."

Steve leaned forward on the counter, and you had to resist the urge to watch his scrubs tighten around his muscled arms. "Well, it's like your personality. A little sweet at first, but then bold and bitter."

You started to reply but got cut off by another snicker from the leather-clad man standing behind your handsome nurse. "So this is the barista you're always talking about."

Before Steve could quip out a response, you met the two men with raised brows. Curiosity bubbled inside you. "Oh? Is that so?"

"Eddie, I swear to God, if it wouldn't get me kicked out of med school, I'd murder you," Steve grumbled.

The curly-haired man just smirked, a small huff of amusement leaving his lips. "You wouldn't dare. You love Chrissy and Wayne too much to ever hurt them like that."

"I could overlook it this one time, trust me," he quipped to Eddie. To you, he simply asked, "So, how's about that daily special?"

You quickly scribbled down his order before taking his money in contemplative silence. You knew Steve had a crush on you—that much was obvious, between his flirtatious remarks and endless efforts to get your phone number, not to mention his very generous tips—but the idea of him telling his friends all about you had butterflies shooting off in your belly like fireworks.

Steve soon headed in the direction of his favorite table, leaving Eddie to step up to the counter. His eyes narrowed in on the menu hanging above you, his tongue clicking as he contemplated his decision. Eventually, he landed on a white chocolate mocha, and your stomach growled at the thought.

"By the way," he said, sliding his money toward you, "he really does talk about you all the time, even if he's too shy to admit it."

Your cheeks flushed as you looked away, conveniently focusing on the cash register than on him. "Really?"

"Oh, yeah," he smiled. "Steve could go on and on for hours about your beautiful hair or gorgeous smile or whatever part of you he's thinking about that day. Just the other day, he wouldn't stop talking about your eyes. Not to mention, he's constantly raving about how no one could ever make drinks the way you do, hence why I'm here today."

Forget fireworks. With every word that passed through Eddie's lips, explosions of butterflies danced and spun around in your belly, tingles shooting up your spine.

After a few seconds, you finally gained enough composure to speak again. "Well, the feeling is definitely mutual," you admitted, your cheeks hot enough to steam milk.

"Good," Eddie said, the word quiet and simple and straight to the point. "He's a good guy. He's… a terrible roommate," a small laugh followed the remark, "but he really is a good guy."

The tingles on your spine somehow increased tenfold as you listened to Eddie's statements. You knew Steve was good, but hearing the people that knew him outside the coffee shop talk so highly of him made you swoon.

You didn't say anything in response, you were too busy trying to hide the blush burning across your entire face. You quickly got to work on their drinks, looking for any reason to avoid eye contact with the men. While it probably wasn't possible, you'd convinced yourself that one micro expression gone wrong could reveal every thought racing through your mind, and decided it was best to avoid the two until you collected yourself and your thoughts.

Still, your heart couldn't help but flutter at Eddie's words about the lovestruck nurse. Were it not for Mandy—and your trust issues—you might hop over the counter and give Steve your home phone number on the spot. After all, with every new day that passed and every new attempt at guessing your coffee order, you only found yourself falling for him that much more.

But you had a little girl at home, in need of protection. After all the sorry examples of men she'd had thus far in her mere three years on earth, it would take Steve a lot more than a couple of big tips and flirty banter for you to trust him.

So, you made quick work of changing the channel in your brain, no longer focusing on the one playing only lovesick lullabies and switching instead to one with barista ballads and zeroing your thoughts in on your work. If Steve really and truly wanted a shot with you, he'd have to work hard, no matter how sweet the things his friend had spilled about him were.

This is my formal apology stating that I am so sorry this was posted so late in the day! I had planned on queuing it for earlier in the day but didn't get home from work last night until super late. Anyway, I apologize and hope that next week's chapter will be posted on time!

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[torahoes]

(IDOLiSH7) Haruka Isumi - An Idol's Daily Life Rabbit Chat: Part 4 - ŹOOĻ's sleepover situation

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Tsumugi Takanashi: Good work today...! I'm looking forward to the music program recording tomorrow!

Haruka Isumi: Good work today, Takanashi-san

Haruka Isumi: Looking forward to it as well.

Tsumugi Takanashi: It's been a while since we've done a live broadcast together!

Tsumugi Takanashi: I'm really excited about ŹOOĻ's medley.

Haruka Isumi: You can expect the best. I heard there's going to be an audience, so we'll make it the best stage ever

Haruka Isumi: I'm also looking forward to seeing IDOLiSH7's performance.

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Tsumugi Takanashi: By the way, did you use up your Old Maid commands?

Haruka Isumi: Yup

Haruka Isumi: I told everyone to hang out with me on our next day off.

Haruka Isumi: They said that it wasn't really a command, though.

Tsumugi Takanashi: I think that's a wonderful way to use it!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Where are you going to hang out?

Haruka Isumi: They're coming over to my place

Haruka Isumi: The last time they visited, they promised my grandma they'd look through my photo album together next time, apparently

Tsumugi Takanashi: Wow! It sounds like there will be a lot of cute photos!

Tsumugi Takanashi:

1) What kind of photos are you planning to show?

Haruka Isumi: Not sure; grandma seems to have a favorite from when I was in the choir. It's probably the one where I got my first robe and sang in it. The robe was so big it looked like it was wearing me lol

2) Do you have any other plans?

Haruka Isumi: Grandma is excited to cook, so I'll be helping her out. I asked them what they wanted to eat and they said rice balls, so I'll need to buy some fillings

3) Do you often visit the other members' houses?

Haruka Isumi: We often hang out at Torao's place. It's spacious and even has a theater room. Last time, we had a hand-rolled sushi party. The ingredients were so luxurious, like otoro and uni, that I was too nervous to roll them up lol

Tsumugi Takanashi: You must be looking forward to your next day off!

Haruka Isumi: Yeah, I guess

Haruka Isumi: Since IDOLiSH7 live in a dorm, do they do stuff like hanging out at each other's places?

Tsumugi Takanashi: They all have their own rooms, so I've heard they often visit each other's rooms and even have sleepovers!

Haruka Isumi: That's nice; having sleepovers

Haruka Isumi: Sounds fun

Haruka Isumi: I get a bit excited when we have overnight trips for shoots too

Tsumugi Takanashi: Do you have pillow fights or anything like that?

Haruka Isumi: Not really

Haruka Isumi: But that sounds fun

Tsumugi Takanashi: IDOLiSH7 have done it before too. You should try it next time!

Haruka Isumi: I'll suggest it to them

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Haruka Isumi: Come to think of it, even on those trips, we don't do much

Haruka Isumi: Before we know it, we're all gathered in Torao’s room, chatting away

Tsumugi Takanashi: So Mido-san's room is the gathering spot!

Haruka Isumi: Yeah. 'Cause Torao always brings along good stuff like a hairdryer and skincare products

Haruka Isumi: When I go to borrow them, Minami is usually there too

Haruka Isumi: Then after a bit, Touma comes with a bunch of snacks lmao

Tsumugi Takanashi: Mido-san does seem like he’d know good skincare products...!

Haruka Isumi: He uses stuff that looks expensive

Haruka Isumi: Touma was so nervous at first, he only used a tiny bit

Tsumugi Takanashi: I totally understand that feeling...

Tsumugi Takanashi: When I buy something fancy, I'm happy but also careful not to use too much since it's too precious > <

Haruka Isumi: Is that how it is?

Haruka Isumi: Torao just tells us to use as much as we want

Tsumugi Takanashi: How kind...! I wonder if he brings extra for everyone to use.

Haruka Isumi: Probably

Haruka Isumi: He used to bring small travel-sized containers, but now he brings the whole bottle

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Haruka Isumi: So when we go to his room, everyone brings something as a token of thanks

Haruka Isumi: Touma brings candies, I bring cards and stuff, and Minami recently started bringing disposable cameras

Tsumugi Takanashi: Disposable cameras! They're quite trendy these days.

Haruka Isumi: Yup. He converts them to digital later and sends it to us

Haruka Isumi: The photos have this nostalgic feel to them that I really like

Haruka Isumi: We even hang some of the developed ones at the agency

Tsumugi Takanashi:

End of Part 4.

[itsscromp]

Jaime Reyes/blue beetle x reader platonic

Welcome to another blue beetle fic, It's closer and closer by the minute. Even though I have to wait an extra month as it doesn't release in Australia until September lol. But for this fic, if anyone has seen Homecoming, you'll get the idea ;) word count:849

Jaime, Your best friend, The freaking Blue Beetle !!!, holy shit. When you first found out he was Blue beetle when he rescued you from coyote, You had to calm yourself and not go full nerd. He did just save you, But once you recovered and went back to school.

"Jaime, we gotta talk" You had to whisper so that people didn't know he was Blue beetle.

"y/n I know but please not right here"

"I know I know but..." He was right you had to keep quiet but you had a million questions and zero answers.

During different points of the day you asked a question relating to blue beetle.

"Can you summon an army of beetles ??"

"No"

"Is the amour titanium or something ??"

"No, it's extra terrestrial"

"Ok ok... Is the suit fart proof ??"

"What kind of question is that ??"

After school Jaime decided to show you the powers of blue beetle

"Ok Y/n, follow me. I'll show my powers. Just please no more questions"

"Alright alright."

Jaime then brought Y/n to a rural area just near the edge of El Paso to make sure no one see's his identity.

"Ok before I show you my powers. There's one thing you gotta see."

He turned around and lifted his shirt

"What are you do.. OH MY GOD !!"

His back revealing the scarab, wedged right into his back. No surgery seems to be getting that off anytime soon

"I know, it took me a while to come to terms with it as well"

Their was silence for a bit.

"Look I trust y/n ok, they won't reveal my identity ok ??"

"Uhhh, who are you talking too ??"

Jaime sighed, It looked like he was talking to himself.

"Its the scarab, I don't know how but it seems I can only hear it and talk to it"

"That's freaky but awesome."

"It is, but It's like almost being nagged by Mom."

Quiet again

"Look scarab just trust y/n ok ??"

It would take some getting used too to see Jaime talk to scarab.

"Anyway, Now my powers, with them, I can be able to summon anything just by thinking to scarab what I want."

"Wow, that's so cool !!" Y/n was smiling wide.

"Alright, so the first thing... the armour. Originally I could only do it when I was in danger. But I figured out how to summon it at will."

Then Jaime stood there, shutting his eyes. Withing seconds. the blue beetle armour started to take over him, the pincers popping out, his face then turning into a mask, his eyes glowing yellow.

"Pretty cool right ??"

"Oh my... HOLY SHIT !!!" you were bouncing from pure excitment.

"That was awesome !!"

Jaime couldn't help but smile under the mask from your excitement.

"You ain't seen nothing yet amigo."

*queue sword*

"Final fantasy fan I see."

"What the buster sword is a classic."

"OK what else can you do ??"

Jaime then summoned arm cannons, his hands melting and reshaping into cannons.

"Hell yeah !!, these bad boys are my favourite"

"Woah !!, ok uuh, test it on that boulder"

"Say no more"

Jaime then aimed at the boulder and with one blast the boulder was completely destroyed. But as Y/n was still in awe from it they didn't see a big chunk of the boulder falling to your direction.

"Jaime the boulder, it's gonna crush y/n !!" The Scarab warned him, Jaime quickly then pushed Y/n out of the way and caught the boulder with his bare hands, Struggling for a bit before tossing it away from harms reach.

"Are you ok y/n ??"

"Holy... You. Have. SUPER STRENGTH !!!!!"

Jaime started smiling again before the mask disintegrated revealing his face again.

"That is the power of the blue beetle y/n"

"This is awesome !!"

"But y/n look, real talk here buddy. While yes this is awesome to see, you can't go telling anyone about this, not even your dad or my family. Only you know about this." He took your hand and squeezed it, in a way of seriousness. "Can you promise to keep this secret for me ok ??"

Your smile faded slightly knowing the seriousness of the cause, You squeezed his hand back. "I promise Jaime, I promise."

"Thank you y/n" He smiled and hugged you tightly. "Your a great friend you know that ??"

"Can say the same to you" You smiled as you hugged him back

Jaime saw the sun setting before realizing he's been out all afternoon.

"Oh mierda, I gotta get home before mom kills me, I'll see you at school tomorrow ok y/n ??"

"Shoot I should get home too" You saw a bus stop and had some money, so you then went to the stop.

"See you tomorrow Jaime !!!"

Jaime waved goodbye before grabbing his backpack and activating flight mode, zooming back home.

You smiled as soon as you saw him fly off, Your best friend was a superhero. A freaking superhero. El Paso was in safe hands with Blue Beetle.

Taglist:@callofdudes

[atomicfroot]

"Smile for me, manager!"

Name: Scarlette

Source: Mystery Flesh Pit National Park

EGO: HUMANITY LOSS

Pronouns: He/They/It

- originally from district 23's backstreets before finding a opportunity near the outskirts for the newly discovered (at the time) flesh pit national park.

- A flesh pit park ranger for a LONG TIME; which means that he knows their way through the flesh pit like the back of his hand. When greeting guests he was always enthusiastic about helping them around the flesh pit (even sometimes tagging along on their tours with his trail guide co-workers)

- Personality wise, he's known to be really friendly and cheerful! A bit too excitable and rambles on and on at times. He's very positive and likes to think on the bright side most of the time. Even when things went horribly wrong, he still has this naïve hope within him? (but after the incident he's a bit more animalistic/wild)

- When the 2XXX[whatever year this takes place in i forgot LMAO] the catastrophic disaster happened, killing/injuring SO MANY GUESTS, he was apart of the unlucky few who got trapped in the flesh pit while trying to help guests escape safely; that is until he just wanted to help guests survive in the pit until rescue(it did not go so well... since they have been trapped in there for nearly a decade and they have lost the concept of time)

- I imagine the limbus branch that picks up and rescues this unfortunate sinner would have accidentally moved a bit too far from the mainland of the city and discovered the closed national park. Them going within the flesh pit to explore and go "wtf is this" and discover THIS MESS OF A GUY. They would've almost fought him if he didn't speak out first. Now knowing that this guy hasn't entirely...lost his mind??? they decide to rescue him! Unfortunately they couldn't explore deeper into the flesh pit at this time since there were more creatures/wildlife coming their way/about to corner them

- it could be a situation where he does have a soft spot for the wildlife...? kind of? Like definitely in his early years he would've been against killing/fighting the wildlife but over the years of trying to survive (AND ONE CRAWLING INSIDE HIM AND INFECTING/MUTATING HIM) his views have shifted a bit. Of course he still saw the beauty but now he just looks at the other creatures as food for survival.

- He gained some features from the Abyssal Copepod ( smaller than regular otherwise it would've literally killed him on the spot lol) that crawled and merged within him. So he does have two extra arms/hands, a two big antennas, and pincers thanks to this guy.

- they wouldn't be back to the flesh pit until his canto where there's a golden bough to be retrieved (do you know how COOL it would be for a lobotomy corporation branch to be within the flesh pit at the time)

- also has flesh from the flesh pit just.. growing on him now?? It's a part of him now, so it's just like...exposed flesh apart of him now and ate away at the skin under

To him, the change hurted at first but due to time he can't feel a thing now! (Or atleast the pain of just living is bearable now) Him and the copepod inside him are essentially the same person now. He can move his new limbs/features since he's taken main control of his body?? But every now and then the copepod will move on its own.

The more I talk about him, the more worse his existence sounds but I promise you he's ok/fine!!!

[cuddlyscribe]

As long as requests are open I'm gonna be a major nuisance! 😁 More Kazuya plz! This time with fluff (mostly anyway) Really wanna spoil him. This time loving femdom s/o is planning to give him an awesome birthday! Both SFW cuteness and some NSFW if possible. Thanks in advance!

[thank you so much for your patience as I finished this!! and please, I love nuisances!! 😂 your requests give me life and I have been loving writing all of them! I hope you enjoy!!]

Kazuya probably doesn't even know it's his own birthday. Like this man is so overwhelmed with his plans for world domination and fighting his child that he doesn't have the time to think about celebrating. And if we're being honest, he probably hasn't thought about his own birthday since he was a child.

But he knows that you have to be up to something when he notices that you're hiding things from him, being secretive. He knows it's nothing terrible or bad, but it does pique his curiosity. He won't let you know that yet, though!

One time while you were working on his card, he manages to just teleport behind you somehow and peeks over your shoulder. You quickly hide what you're doing from him, but he just smirks and gives you a kiss on your temple. Now he's got an idea of what's up, and he thinks it's possibly the most adorable thing ever.

Yet the excitement of his special day doesn't quite strike him until it's the morning and you're already out of bed, which is not normal at all. Kazuya's instinct is to worry instantly, but when he smells something incredible coming from the kitchen his worries fade away.

There's balloons and presents set out on the kitchen island, confetti strewn about the counter and on the seats. It's a quaint sight, nothing fancy or spectacular but you've clearly put your heart and soul into it. That and whatever amazing thing you're cooking up right now.

Kazuya is... Speechless. He almost doesn't know how to express his gratitude or his feelings at all right now because that part of him has been closed off for decades. It's amazing how all this time he's been with you, you've slowly and carefully helped him let down his walls around you. Frankly, he never thought he'd get to feel excited about something like this ever again.

The rest of your day together is spent with the same calm yet jovial mood. Kazuya opens his presents and carefully inspects each one with a grin. Everything is exactly something he'd want; you really do know him so well. But as cliche as it might sound, none of that compares to the love that he feels when he's around you. Now that is truly the best gift you could've ever given him.

SPICE under the cut!

And let's be real, what birthday for your man is complete without some incredible birthday sex? If you want to make sure that Kazuya feels that extra bit of love and appreciation on his special day, please make sure that you worship this man like a god.

Hell, this is still Kazuya we're talking about. Can you say god complex? He'd never admit it, but he'd probably come just having you worship and praise him and touch him all over. He doesn't treat you in a degrading way, but he absolutely loves to know how much you love him too.

Oh yeah, this man is all about the cock worship. Please please tell him how good he stretches you out and how there's literally no other man on the planet that could make you come over and over like he could. It makes his head spin like nothing else.

I also just get this feeling that Kazuya would SO have a breeding kink with you, but that's a whole other request that I would write immediately if asked LOL

[joelywoely]

EHAT SPECIES IS GRIAN. IS HE A FUCKING RAINWING/RAIN HYBRID I;M GOIJNG OT K?ILY LO U

sorry i got excited i'm very excited. i'm very excited at this i loooove wings of fire so much what the fuck do you mean someone else out there has thought abt making a life series wof au.

i have a million thoughts about what species and hybrids they'd be but i don't think this is the place to share that..... Sigh........ grian is so Insanely sandwing coded. though. need to say this. need to spread and share my truth GOOD DAY! I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR ABSOLUTELY EVERY DROP OF INFORMATION YOU MAY HAVE ABOUT THIS AU!

HI!

okay so grians species is actually kinda complicated

he was born as game watcher, an animus nightwing working under his mentor, secret keeper. he helps to organize tournaments between tribes on the mainland, tournaments that frequently end up going to death, a bit like scarlet's battle arena. though, one day, he got too attached to a participant in the game, which is a big no no and secret keeper cursed him to become a "lazy, bumbling rainwing for the rest of his days"

he moves permanently to the mainland and into the rainforest, plotting his vengeance and trying to find out how to cure himself.

since he looks like a very. weird rainwing though jimmy and joel end up finding him and trying to recruit him to their little hybrid clique.

jimmy is a rainsea hybrid named canary and joel is a rainmud hybrid named leaf. they're kinda the weirdos of the rainwings and, because grian is 1. generally bad at "acting like a rainwing" and 2. looks like a weird sort of hybrid of some kind, they take him under their wings for a while.

while out one night, trying to find that portal to the nightwing island, grian is ambushed.

when he wakes up hes in the scorpion den, ran by cleo, a skysand hybrid named cobra. she gets to be nicknamed king cobra cause I think its it's fun. turns out theres a small bounty on his head, but cleo will spare him (for now) out of good faith, them both being hybrids and all.

scar is the one who kidnapped him. formerly named sahara, scar was renamed after gaining all his battle wounds. hes like the quibli to cleos thorn. scar doesnt exactly appreciate cleos generosity, but he doesnt do anything further. hes just tasked with showing grian around, hes essentially his assigned best friend. neither of them care to much for it.

one day the skywings raid the scorpion den, lead by martyn, who is named general mars. grians wing gets injured in his and scars escape, cleo is captured.

scar wasnt able to fly anyway, but he refuses to leave grian, carrying him away on his back.

they are left stranded in the desert and become closer, grian still trying to find a cure for his curse. jimmy and joel are still looking for him.

some extra things:

tango is an overcooked skywing with too much fire, though he isnt with the skywing kingdom, hes actually imprisoned there. his name is blaze. also gay rancher love

lizzie is the seawing queen who's name is axolotl. she and jimmy are half siblings and shes been searching for him since his egg was stolen from the hatchery. his egg was yellow, btw, so shes looking for a yellowy seawing. his name was going to be cod. she and joel meet and fall in love at first fight.

scott is one of her ambassadors and friends, helping her try to find jimmy. his name is seafoam.

pearl is grians sister, her name is, of course, pearlescentmoon, named that mostly just because she was born on a bright bright night. she can see into the future and she desperately wants to return her brother to a normal life.

cub is an icewing named polar (last name bear lol. cuz. cub.) and he and scar met when they were both taken as prisoners. they're besties but dont talk often. etho is also an icewing, his name is icicle.

ren is the skywing king, his name is just red. they call him the red king.

this is fairly new so I haven't done much work on it this is kinda all I got rn

also take some doodles

that jimmy is before I decided hed be a searain hybrid.

I'll totally take alternate hybrid ideas btw!! names too, lol

[ninaiznathan]

EDDSWORLD HEADCANNONS

For the main four-

Just like the title says lol, I’m having a big eddsworld hyperfixation at the moment and I must give out some Headcannons lolll

No content warnings really, the most is that this isn’t based after ‘the end’ and more so when Tord was still around / the og version of him cuz the uh, newer one lowkey sucks bootay

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Edd

Mmm starting off with the leader of the bunch

Edd is probably the mom of the friend group, regardless of how silly he can be and how he seems as if he doesn’t really care for the others he truly does, he isn’t as observant of the others like Tom is yet when he realizes something is up with his friend(s) he’ll be quick to jump in and help.

Great cook honestly, ESPECIALLY when one of the three are sick, his soups are absolutely amazing!! He enjoys cooking as a hobby, it’s just an extra skin he’d picked up over the years of living with the gang, considering when they all first moved in together the only one who could cook was Tord. Later on he taught Edd and they both just became the chefs on then family

He probably does art and animation commissions for money, it is surprisingly enough to pay for his quarter of the rent. Though, Tord has to practically drag him off of his PC, iPad, or pry him off of his sketch book because he’s too engulfed with his work.

Cat lover ofc, he had gotten Ringo as a gift from Tom in their highschool years, Tom found a stray kitten on the streets, and despite how much he adores them he was considerate and gave Edd the tiny Ringo instead!

Super good at board games, Matt refuses to play with him any board game because he’s convinced that whenever they do play Edd always somehow ‘cheats’ , not true, he is just naturally good at board games lol

He’s a really sweaty man, he has great hygiene, it’s just he’s always so damn hot and he just can’t help but sweat a lot, luckily he doesn’t really smell like anything particular ——————————————————————

Matt

He has a skull collection, of course the other don’t know about this because they don’t bother to check his cluster of a attic. But he cares about all his skulls he has collected over the years and polishes them while keeping them in the best conditions possible

Probably played the drums in highschool, Tom had actually convinced him to do so. Even if he was reluctant he actually really enjoyed it!! He owns a drum set now and of course it’s up in his attic. Yet he can’t play it all the time due to the racket it’d create.

He’s tall and lean, despite his good looks he’s actually kinda insecure lol, his friends complementing him is a ego boost tbh..long skin care routine and loves dressing up!! It doesn’t matter the style. He’s willing to try anything!!

He loves baking, especially loves baking sweets and desserts from other cultures. He finds all the new recipes unique and different, he likes different. You’ll typically find him baking with Tord, since- Tord likes baking as well. Tord actually lended Matt some of his Norwegian cookie recipes :3

He has a scrapbook and just a regular journal to jot down things, both gifted from edd to help with his memory issues. He also has a photo album for all the photos he/or the others have taken during adventures they’ve went on together!!

He works at a antique shop, while he makes the least money out of the gang, he still manages lol; he chose career over finance which is totally valid!! :D

He has a secret fixation to mythical creatures and stories. The only other one that really knows about it is Tom, because Tom is very much willing to listen to Matt ramble about all these silly creatures. Tom may not admit it but he enjoys hearing his pal get so excited and ramble over the topic-

He sadly can’t be trusted with having pets- since he has shit memories he’ll probably forget to feed them. He isn’t responsible enough for a cat or a dog, maybe a fish, but it’ll probably die quick- ——————————————————————

Tord

He has a pet snake. A gift from Paul and Pat from when he decided to move out and move in with the three, he absolutely adores her and probably walks around the house/lounges around with her out and about on him. Surprisingly he is good at keeping things he owns in order and knows where she is at all times

He makes the most money out of everyone, comes from a rich family and went to a engineering university. He ended up being a mechanic, but he’s much smarter than just dealing with vehicles. He can also make little gadgets and has invented some things on his own time!!

This man owns a motorcycle and you can’t prove me otherwise lol. It’s probably black or red and supported with either black or red stickers. (If the main coat is black, the sticker details are red, and vise versa-)

This man lives for leather clothing. He probably has a bunch of leather coats and boots. His clothing isn’t all that cheap- most being from when he lived in Norway.

Speaking of Norway, he has an accent!! It took a little while for him to get the hang of english when Edd flew him out to England, but he managed!! Not only does he speak his mothers language and English, he’s quite fluent in German aswell.

Like said in the last twos parts- he can bake and cook!! He probably has a major sweet tooth, he likes salty foods but if he could he’d eat sweets for the rest of his life lol! But that wouldn’t be all that healthy-

He spoils his friends rotten during holidays, the most expensive gifts. But everything he has gifted is quite thoughtful!! He is pretty observant and knows what his friends like. ——————————————————————

Tom

Starting off, this man is COLD!! He’s cold 24/7 omfg. Thats why you’ll see him wearing a sweatshirt most of the time, not cause He’s insecure or anything he’s a walking and talking popsicle. His bed has been taken over by mountains of blankets. He has like three weighted blankets lying around and a few other normal ones. He needs a walking heater in his life tbh

Of course a music lover, has been playing instruments all his life!! Which means, he is(or well was-) a band kid!! He can play multiple variates of guitars. His favorite being the Bass of course.

Speaking of him being a musician, he owns a music shop!! He makes the second most money out of the group. He tends to save it though, not really having much to buy. Of course that also means he’s always willing to lend a hand to his friends when they need the finances-

Loves horror media and movies. Honestly I think he’ll have a interest in Hannibal lecter media. He had the books, movies, and merchandise!!

Loves books honestly, has like a bookshelf in his room filled with a bunch of different books. Not only has he been gifted the three weighted blankets from all three, but they’ve also gotten him books they believe he’d enjoy.

His walls are littered with band posters, media posters!! He has a collection of music vinyl discs lying around that he has collected over time lol

He cares about all his friends, even if he seems to have a bitchy attitude he loves his friends like his own siblings, yes even Tord- he just genuinely kinda dislikes him.

[survey--s]

628.

Did you get enough rest last night?  Yeah, I actually slept really well last night. Like, the best I've slept in weeks.

What was the last thing that kept you awake?  It was just a bit of underlying worry about Simba - he was pretty sick over the weekend and didn't eat properly for about four days. He's tiny as it is so it was extra worrying. He's fine now though, thank God.

If you have pets, do they sleep in your bedroom at night?  The dog does, the cats all have the run of downstairs, otherwise they're up and playing at 5am lol.

Can you sleep with background noise or does it keep you up?  I find a fan or something really comforting, but I can't fall asleep if people are talking or anything like that.

Do you ever take naps? Do you take long naps or little power naps?  I had a nap last week when I got Simba back from his first vet visit - we slept for ages hahah. But generally I don't really take naps.

What helps when you have trouble sleeping?  Herbal sleeping tablets, warm milk and reading random shit on Reddit.

Who was the last person to cook you a meal? What did they make?  I have no idea. Probably my mum and that was back in May lol. I think we had steak or lamb? I can't remember which. Steak I think.

Who was the last person you cooked a meal for? What did you make?  Day-to-day I just cook for myself as Mike and I have such different diets. I did cook us a roast last Easter I think? though.

Who is your female celeb crush? (If applicable)  Amanda Seyfried.

Who is your male celeb crush? (If applicable)  Johnny Depp. Bradley Jayden.

Tell me about an interesting article you’ve read recently.  It wasn't really an article. but a random TikTok theory that all Shoezone stores are a front for money laundering lol. Clearly nonsense but the reasoning was good.

Do you have a favorite Marvel character?  No.

Favorite DC character?  ...

Do you read comic books?  Nope.

Has a horror film ever actually scared you? Which one(s)?  The Others - but I was only about 11 when I watched it.

What was the last horror movie you saw? I have no idea, I'm not really into horror movies.

What was the first horror movie you remember seeing? What did you think of it?  The Omen, I think. It was okay, from what I can remember.

Name a few historical figures you find interesting. Why?  Elizabeth I, Henry VIII - just because I always found that period of history to be pretty interesting when I studied it in school.

What is your favorite historical film and why?  I'm not really into historical films.

Do you usually enjoy historical films?  No.

Name a sequel film (any franchise) you like better than the first film. Why is that?  Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban - it's the first one that's actually a bit dark and interesting.

Which do you find most interesting: Greek, Roman, or Norse mythology? Why?  I'm really not interested in any kind of mythology.

Which tale from whichever mythology you listed above do you find most interesting?  I'm sure I took this survey recently.

Do you collect anything? What was the last item you added to that collection?  Wax melts.

Do you have any houseplants?  No.

How do you like your tea?  Milk and two sugars, but I don't really drink much tea.

Who is your favorite Muppet?  The muppets annoy me. I really don't get the appeal of them.

What is your favorite type of bird?  Penguins. < Yes. <--- yep!

Which streaming platform do you use the most, if any?  Spotify.

What is a skill or useful piece of knowledge you wish you’d learned sooner?  Nothing specific is coming to mind right now.

What is your favorite vampire movie?  Bleh, I'm not really into vampires.

Your favorite fictional couple?  Chandler & Monica.

Do you have a favorite historical couple?  No.

Have you received any good news recently?  Uh, nothing specific is coming to mind.

Have you learned anything new recently?  Probably, but I can guess it's not anything exciting.

[pbjelly90]

White Knight of London is a very significant turning point in the story, but phew, it is hard to rewatch knowing what happens. I like to remember Whiteley as he was watching the kids racing their wheelchairs in the park he supported, that poor man did not deserve what Milverton did to him and his family. Seeing him entrust Liam with his hopes moving forward still gets me in the feels but phew. Also liked seeing Albert play a more active role here, wish things could have turned out better, but then there’d be no rest of this story.

The Sign of Mary is MtP’s adaptation on one of the other four big main case novels, after A Study in S. It’s condensed down here and that is perfectly fine as this is maybe my least favorite of the four big original novels. Here more focus is given to Sherly trying to ascertain what Mary is really about and if she’s good enough for John, and Sherly gets a chance to show how ride or die he is for John as John has often shown he is for him. It’s good to see how much he cares even if he’s very blunt with Mary, he deeply loves John and will do whatever he must to protect him. He doesn’t care about the treasure for a second, only his friend and his future.

I’m glad Yuumori went the route of having Mary a bit more involved in the larger plot past The Sign of Four, tied into the Milverton arc, without going quite so far as the BBC version with her where she takes over too much focus later on (and sort of took over some of what could have been Moran’s role?) This is a nice middle ground between the original books where Watson’s wives are practically interchangeable and forgettable (doesn’t he marry two different ladies named Mary over the course of the canon?) and that super spy surprise version.

The Two Criminals is up next and I already know that’s on my list of favorites, excited to rewatch that one. Probably will edit this with some rambling thoughts on it later. I read The Adventure of Charles Augustus Milverton so long ago, but both BBC Sherlock (with Magnussen) and Yuumori with this arc greatly stepped up the drama in his story and I really love what they’ve done with it in this episode. Sherly goes from being supportive of a victim of Milverton’s killing him in the original canon to… well damn, in both newer stories.

Meanwhile neither show (if my memory of the BBC show hasn’t failed me) keeps Sherlock’s fake job as a plumber or fake engagement to get into Milverton’s house via his maid. x3 Maybe John invents that for the sanitized novel version he publishes?

Edit: John I love you, he has never been more ready to throw hands or go to prison as when Milverton walks into 221 B. I just want to hug John and Liam after this episode so much. Liam, Sherly was never going to give you the Milverton treatment. 😭

Mycroft absolutely disappeared that body. I believe Sherly’s good enough to instinctively cover his tracks even if he didn’t mean to, just because he understands crime scenes so damn well, but even he’s not that lucky. Mykie adores his little brother even if he’ll never say it. He also loved hearing John ream Sherly out and call him a jackass. xD I feel like John helps save Mycroft from developing so many extra gray hairs in any adaptation. Can’t prevent them all, it’s Sherly, but so many lol.

Edit: Normally when I read/watch this arc, I’m moved deepest by Sherlock’s devotion to John, and that’s still very much here. But looking back after a rewatch now at other dynamics, I can’t help but think Sherlock had no idea what Liam was feeling yet at the end of the Milverton episode and thought he was only a chess piece in the Moriarty Plan to him. We don’t see them interact at Liam’s school in the anime, so that additional friendship beat is missing here, but when Sherlock admits he’s happy his opponent is Liam in the Two Criminals ep and he’d accept no one else, Liam doesn’t say much back, just challenging him to capture him again. It’s not until the letter that I believe Sherly fully realizes how deep the mutual feeling from Liam is, he can be slower with people’s feelings like that, like how he misunderstands how John feels in this arc before they talk it out.

Therefore by killing Milverton, he’s hoping 1) to free John and Mary, 2) to put an end to Milverton’s evil doings, but also possibly to protect William from having his secret revealed too early + hoping to take himself out of the picture for the whole Lord of Crime narrative before it concludes? He’s willing to go to prison here or worse for these ends. It’s only Mycroft probably disposing of the body that spares him, and later Louis and Fred coming to him for help to get him re-involved, and then Liam’s letter that gets him further committed again. I forget if its shown that the Moriartys pulled any other strings to get Sherly out, gotta finish rewatching. But even at this point, not knowing how Liam feels, Sherlock would rather not be involved in Liam’s demise, even if that means prison and never getting to conclude his greatest case.

Edit: Yes because I'm still thinking about this in the morning lol. One, it's shown Sherly clearly knows something up with Whiteley's death and knows that what happened to him wasn't all the Lord of Crime's doing like the official story, but pieces together it was Milverton maneuvering them for a standoff, yet another reason he takes out Milverton likely.

But another thing I was thinking about was that before John, Sherlock did not really have a friend like a partner, someone to rely on fully. Ms. Hudson is close to him, but he does not involve her in most of his plans, preferring to keep her out of danger most of the time. She's sort of like family, how he treats Mycroft, bickering with each other but caring for one another. Wiggins he trusts, but only gives smaller tasks, keeping him and the other Irregulars out of the danger too. Lestrade he'll rely on for certain purposes, but never brings him fully into his confidence on what he's planning or thinking, just has him come into the plan when needed.

In the BBC show, he says he has no friends, only enemies to John (then later clarifies he has no friends plural, just one friend, John) and that's pretty close to how he views most other people in his life, adversaries, rivals, opponents. That's not a BAD thing to him. Mycroft and him have fought 600+ times lol. That's sometimes the first step to him starting to realize he cares about someone, like with Irene. At first she's an opponent, someone he wants to outwit, figure out, etc. By the end of her arc, he's someone he cares about and wants to protect, willing to risk himself and his home for her. I'd say Liam is similar for him, he starts off as a fun intellectual rival, exchanging deductions on the Noahtic. Then they're rivals in the Two Detectives, and Sherly's having fun, rare for him with another person. Once he finds out he's the Lord of Crime, okay he's supposed to be his opponent, but he can't bring himself to want to see any harm come to him. So he takes himself out of the equation, killing Milverton. Until he realizes Liam needs to be saved too, and then nothing would stop him from doing so.

John's somehow the only person who bonded with Sherly on deeper level who didn't have to go through the adversary/rival > under my protection/precious friend route who wasn't family. Mary even goes through a bit of it, but once Sherlock understands her situation, she gets put into the family category by her connection to John. But John himself still has to show Sherly he's someone he can trust fully with his plans, that he's okay with ALL the danger and risk that entails, not just parts of it, and this Milverton arc finally brings that full circle. John really helps him learn and understand friendship.

Edit: Because clearly I don't want to work today, now I’m thinking about Sherly in uni. XD I feel like he either was insufferable or spent all of his time in the labs on various campuses. Had academic rivals he bested on subjects he cared about, DNGAF on subjects he didn’t, maybe the teachers were his enemies nagging him there. It’s not confirmed he ever graduated in any canon or adaptation I’ve seen, just that he took a bunch of classes that seemed random to an outsider viewer, in BBC Sherlock they explicitly say several times in the first episode that no one has any idea what job track he’s studying towards lol (love this about him.) He probably unearthed various scandals and petty crimes around campus or around the town to test his skills and made enemies that way. I could also see his behavior attracting ire from bullies, plus his accent in Yuumori that he uses on purpose. All this makes me want an AU where he meets John and the Moriartys in college, because bless Sherly the closest thing he had to a friend were probably folks he helped on cases and acquaintances who thought he was unusual but harmless like Stamford. He barely remembers poor Mike Stamford’s name. Would love to hear what his professors thought of him.

Rewatching some favorite episodes of the Yuumori dub and listening to all the accents makes my ears happy. I love this voice cast. 🥰

I may have to edit this afterwards and rank my favorite episodes for fun, the Noahtic and Study in S are definitely up there, seeing all my best boys meet, and also The Two Detectives holds a special place in my fangirl heart. I particularly like Yuumori's spin on A Study in Scarlet, with Liam testing Sherly. Ms. Hudson is great in those episodes and John is the most precious and loyal friend from the jump.

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How would Ruggie, Malleus, Jade, and Deuce react to their s/o sleeping with a plushie that they gifted them?

{Aww! This is so cute!! I love it omg. I sleep with my boba squish mallow and have no shame. I kind of wanna give each character a specific plushie to comment on....okay. I'm gonna. I have the power here lol}

Prompt: What if they caught s/o sleeping with a plushie? (Pre-Relationship)

Characters: Ruggie Bucci, Malleus Draconia, Jade Leech, and Deuce Spade Part (1/3): Next ; pt.3

A/N: I forgot the 'they gifted you,' part. I'm sorry! I hope it's okay

Ruggie Bucci

Plush Bunny

Sometimes Leona sends Ruggie on 'quests,' as you would often call them. Ruggie just calls them chores

Things like getting him lunch, cleaning his room, delivering papers, and recently he's been tasked with keeping an eye on you.

Word on the proverbial grapevine is that you haven't been doing so great. Falling asleep in random places, spending long hours in the library, working extra shifts at the monster lounge, and most importantly- you haven't visited Savanaclaw in over two weeks

Now Ruggie would get shanked if he ever said it out loud, but Leona has a soft spot for ya. Just like he does for Jack Howl and the other nosy freshmen

When Ruggie hears, "make sure those idiots aren't causing me extra work," it translates to "make sure those idiots aren't in any trouble. go help them,"

Think good-cop and bad-cop. Leona lays bad-cop, and marionettes Ruggie as good-cop

He's sent Ruggie to do a bit spying on you a few times, not that the errand boy complained. He has personal motives for these little 'quests'. Like sometimes finding you in the most interesting positions

"Aye Aye...geez, can't you do it on your own for once?" - "Care to repeat that" -"Nothing! Nothing..."

He never sees anything horrible. Just funny situations, like when you're in a sneezing fit or rambling about the 'oh-so-generous' Crowley to yourself when you think you're alone. Ruggie always gets a good laugh at your antics when you think no one is watching

But this- okay, this scenario is a new one for him.

"You really have no sense of decency...do you, prefect" he says, looking down at you napping under a tree in the courtyard

It wouldn't be so bad, if you weren't curled around a small stuffed rabbit. He just-

Pulls out his phone and takes a picture. No hesitation. Just quickly snaps it and then crouches over you

And stares. Anyone walking by would think him a creeper, with his ears twitching and face scrunched up in concentration

You...shit. He can't keep doing this for Leona if this is what he'll find. His shriveled little heart can't handle it

He definitely plans to rub the picture in your face later, but for now he'll lay down next to you and watch the clouds. To the onlooker it looks like your both chilling, but for Ruggie it feels more intimate. He's guarding you from anyone that might disturb your rest or trying to peak at the cute sight only he gets to see

Malleus Draconia

Plush dragon

So, this all began when Malleus asked about University life from your world. He wanted to know more about human culture and how dormitories in TW are different from what you know

Your world is definitely less exciting than Twisted Wonderland. You have to walk everywhere and don't have mirror travel? Dorms contain hundreds of students at once? No prefects? No set schedule? Who controls the chaos? That...sounds tiring

He wants to know more about the dorm culture. So you tell him about staying up late to study, coffee addiction, mutual understanding of finals stress among peers, how prefects are essentially called RAs, fraternities/sororities/etc, extra curricular clubs, bad cafeteria food, and most importantly- crashing in other dorms to escape your own.

He has never shared a dorm with another person, or a room. There were times he snuck into Lilia's room as a child after a nightmare, but he doesn't mention that to you

The 'dorm crashing,' you talk about- he wants to experience it. He wants to spend an entire evening with "friends" and enjoy a wild adventure

He nearly invites himself to spend the night in your dorm, but trails off since that would be indecent considering his...emotions

"Might I impose upon....ah. Pardon my boldness, I retract my previous suggestion,"

He wants to interject when you insist on his idea. It's improper but how can he say no when you are so excited?

And this is how Malleus ends up sharing your dorm for the night. You both set up sleeping arrangements on the floor of your room, which Grimm loves since the bed is now all his. After all, it is not a proper sleepover unless you both wake with backaches (from the floor, not what you're thinking of -_-)

You both go for a late-night walk, play a board game with the resident ghosts and Grimm, enjoy a warm beverage by the fireplace, and end the night discussing whatever thoughts come to mind.

It's the most fun Malleus has ever had. He's never experienced such a relaxed evening. Not once was there a moment of discomfort

Until you both settled in for the night, and you bring in that plush dragon. He's uncomfortable but not in a bad way

He says nothing at first and instead focuses on the crackling fire. He doesn't need as much sleep as a human, so he merely pretends until your steady breathing can be heard

He turns to look your way, watching how you snuggle into it's fur. The fire illuminating your peaceful face and blankets drawn up to your shoulders

You look so serene. No one has ever looked so calm in his presence or allowed themselves to be vulnerable. Then again- he's never dropped his guard this much around anyone other than his close dormmates. His family.

"Oh, if you only recognized these feelings I carry. Would you still allow me to witness this sight?"

He cannot help himself, and reaches over to tuck you in further and pat the dragon on it's head.

You're too precious. Welcoming a demon into your den and taunting him so...

Jade Leech

toast

Similar to how Leona has a soft spot for you, so does Azul

You are the only person allowed back in the VIP lounge without permission. No contracts, no deals, no nothing. The space was offered in case you ever felt overwhelmed and needed somewhere to cool off

More specifically, when you first saw Azul's octopot you had mentioned missing having a safe-place, and that there was nowhere truly quiet in NRC for you to go. Azul immediately offered the lounge and instructed the tweels to let you in whenever (so long as a transaction wasn't being made. Then you could go to one of their dorm rooms)

You surprisingly took him up on the offer, and on occasion Jade would escort you to the VIP lounge for some quiet time. You'd normally do your homework in the corner as Azul worked, or fell asleep on one of the couches

Today was one of the times when Azul needed the room for work, but seeing your defeated expression convinced Jade to loan out his room

Floyd offered his as well, but it was rarely in a state to host company. So you agreed to rest in Jade's until his shift was over and he could escort you back to Ramshackle

"Please don't touch anything other than the desk and available seating. I have many dangerous specimens in here and cannot guarantee your safety. Rest well~"

It is not necessary, but he greatly dislikes you walking alone at night after closing. He will not take no for an answer, and will dismiss any rebuttal with a smile. Before you know it, you're half-way to your dorm while he is guiding you with a hand on the small of your back

After his shift, night had long fallen. He mentally prepared to once again swindle his way into walking you home as he approached his room. Though after opening the door? His plans changed

Laid on his bed, you have clearly fallen asleep while reading a light novel. In one hand is the book and in the other...a plush piece of toast?

What?

He has seen you asleep many times in the VIP lounge, but never like this. Not in his room, completely relaxed, and entirely unaware of the danger you were in. His prior warning did not pertain only to mushrooms

"Aha...my dearest, it seems you are not as conscious of me as I thought. You are fortunate that I am merciful,"

He runs his index finger along your cheek and down your neck, stopping when his hand meets the plush toy clutched in your hands. He is showing you mercy, but at the cost of more self control than his twin could ever muster

"I adore you..." He doesn't need to walk you home, because he does not bother waking you up. He instead tends to his fungi, and spends the night sparing occasional glances your way until morning

Deuce Spade

Puppy Plushie

He may -or may not!- have been booted from his Dorm for a few days

He definitely did not shatter nearly half of Heartslabyul's fine china in a petty argument with one of his upperclassmen

...

.....

Okay, but they were trying to ditch their duties and push all the work onto him! He's just trying to live an honest life here and they had the gull to pull the 'I'm your superior now do as I say,' bullshit

He sent a cauldron their way...and well, you get the rest. He's honestly lucky that Riddle did not collar him and instead Trey sent him away for a few days. Just until tensions cool off

Which is why he's here now. At your doorstep, in the middle of the night, with his pajamas on and nothing but a backpack. He doesn't even have proper shoes on! Just slippers

Annnd he's begging you to help him out. He's stayed over many times anyways. What's the harm in a few nights? It's just that this time Ace wouldn't be around

....lock the doors. He may have followed and Deuce is not in the mood for a second argument of the day. He just wants to do his homework and get some rest

"Please! I promise you won't even know that I'm here. I'll be super quiet,"

Say yes already and tell him to stop bowing. It's pathetic

Normally when Ace and Deuce sleep over, you have the living room set up for them. Since this is last minute he'll have to bunk in your room. You don't have fresh linens and it's too late to warm the living area with a fire.

Que you both fighting over who takes the bed. You're fine with him taking it, but Grimm refuses to sleep with him. Deuce also isn't happy kicking you out of your bed.

Egads his mother would have him hung for taking his host's bed. Especially your bed - the thought sends him overboard

In the end, Grimm ends up making himself comfy on one of the recliners in the room. Which leaves Deuce to share the bed with you after finishing his homework (that you begrudgingly help with)

He's already near a heart attack when you both get into the bed. Then he watches you lean over to grab a large plush dog...and snuggle it

He has never invaded your room when sleeping over. This is the first time he's seen you so...adorable. Utterly. Adorable.

He promptly turns so your backs are facing each other, and buries his face in his pillow.. Before he realizes it, an hour has passed and the grandfather-clock down the hall is chiming. Slowly, he peers over his shoulder to see that you've turned to face his back.

" Forgive me...I don't think I can do this-"

You wake up to find him in a blanket cocoon on the floor. He was not going to get any sleep staying in that bed