#he's sweet and funny (but doesn't know it) and is also really smart

[eowyntheavenger]

What does it mean when he: - says I was everyone's favorite person in the event we were part of - jokingly insists that I can do no wrong - tells me I'll do a fantastic job on the presentation I have coming up - thanks me for advocating for the people and issues I advocate for - says he's proud of me - says he loves my writing, which he describes as "powerful" and "amazing" and the level of detail is "exquisite" - wants me to teach him how to write - asks if I can send him all the articles I write because he loves reading them - says he's looking forward to seeing me again - comes up with things we could do together that I would like - after we've already made plans, shyly asks if we can do something together on the weekend when I visit - yes of course we can - he's so cute???????????

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buck x people pleaser! fem! reader

masterlist | kofi

summary: Pathological People Pleaser- capital P. That’s you. Life is a helluva lot easier when no one can hurt you- not if you never give anyone substantial pieces of yourself. Too bad Evan “Buck” Buckley takes issue with this.

cw: reader is a grade A pathological people pleaser so all the angst and issues that come with that, canon-typical gore/violence (they are firefighters/paramedics)

tags/tropes: coworkers to lovers (hr HATES these two) bobby knowing everything about these two but letting them work it out anyway, team as a family, BUCK IS BOBBY’S KID IDC WHAT ANYONE SAYS, also Buck being really sweet and nice (and reader having no idea what to do with this)

a/n: tbh this reader is really just a girl. this fic is extremely inspired by Love Theoretically by Ali Hazelwood, which, my dear followers, if you'll recall, is my favorite romance book ever (!!!!!) also no one say reader isn't realistic bc i based her internal dialogue and worries off of my real life experiences as a recovered people pleaser (there is hope for us)

credit to @bookshelf-dust for the in house arson investigator idea !! super brilliant and perfect !! go read their stuff !!

title taken from Goddess from Laufey!

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‘Who could ever leave me darling, but who could stay?

Cause they see right through me//Can you see right through me?

-The Archer, Taylor Swift

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Firefighter Evan “Buck” Buckley confuses you.

You’ve only been with the 118 for about two months. You’d be lying if you said the action and excitement of actually working with the firefighters on calls didn’t excite you to come to work— something you thought you’d never say.

And the team is great. You were nervous as hell at first. Suddenly being out on calls is exciting now, but scary as shit at first. You were much too used to your boring desk job. Plus, the firefighters were all intimidating in their own ways- Hen and Bobby the most.

Hen, because you totally look up to her and admire her ability to just… do whatever and say whatever and not worry what other people think. She holds her head high, and you’re more than a little envious.

Bobby, because he’s your captain, and you need to prove your worth as an addition to the team.

Slowly but surely, you began to solidify your presence as a team member. You aren’t sensitive to the blood and gore they see on calls which definitely won you points with Hen and Chimney, and you aren’t a pushover- you’re willing to put your foot down when push comes to shove. Plus, not to brag, but you’re damn good at your job.

After a month, you’d gotten everything down pat. What’s the right thing to say, what isn’t the right thing to say. What to do so the team trusts you, what to do so they don’t ask too many questions, how to correctly come across to them as a capable person. How to seem normal and well-adjusted and fine. What normal looks like to them.

With the exception of Evan Buckley.

You just… can’t get a read on him. Ever. He’s nice and smart and funny (and ridiculously attractive, like seriously, it’s not even fair) but no one is that nice and smart and funny (and ridiculously attractive.)

You don’t like talking to him because he’s been more than a little sweet on you since day one. And obviously it's not serious and he doesn't mean it, just friendly camaraderie, but. But but but but but. It catches you off guard without fail every single time. Because every single time you talk to him, you get the very distinct sense that he’s looking right though you. That when you’re talking to the rest of the team, perfect smile in place, he can see through you.

It’s more than a little unnerving. It leaves you unsteady and wrong-footed. Like you’re never sure what exactly to say or how to act.

So you mostly just avoid him. You’re thankful that you’re only the arson investigator, because if you’d actually been a real firefighter, avoiding him would be a million times harder. As it stands, it’s fairly easy to do it without being obvious.

Or so you think.

“Is something wrong Captain Nash?” You ask, shutting the door behind you in his office.

Bobby rolls his eyes. “I’ve told you to just call me Bobby.”

“I think the second I do, my parents will appear in the room and lecture me about respect and manners.”

You sit as he gestures, watching with almost perfectly concealed apprehension as he laces his fingers.

“Did Buck say something to you?”

What.

“What?”

“Firefighter Buckley,” Bobby clarifies, as if that was the part of the question that needed specification. “I’ve noticed that you tend to avoid him when possible. You’re good at it, I’ll give you that. No one else has noticed.”

Heat rushes to your cheeks at the admission of being caught.

“How could you tell?” You ask instead of answering his question.

Bobby just shrugs. “I have three kids. This isn’t my first rodeo. Now, you mind telling me what exactly is going on here?”

You’re not really sure you can explain this to him without one, sounding like a crazy person, and two, having him lose all the respect you’ve worked hard to build with him.

You settle for the super abridged version.

“Buck… makes me nervous. I’ve had some bad experiences with men that acted like him before, so. I’m over it, of course, I’m fine he just… sets me on edge a little. I’m not like, afraid of him or anything.”

You are actually afraid of him a little. Because if he really does see through you then what’s stopping him from ripping the current back? Giving everyone a good look into your ugly and raw? What’s stopping him from leaving you exposed?

Bobby hums, contemplating.

“You don’t trust him.”

“I wouldn’t say that,” You rush to amend, heart starting to race. Fix it fix it fix it fix it— “I do trust him. I know he’d never hurt me, or anyone else for that matter, he’s a great guy—“

Bobby leans back in his seat. “He’s a genuinely nice guy, and you don’t know how to deal with that, so you avoid him. You don’t trust that he’s genuine.”

Too close too close too close too close—

Smile. Laugh. Look down for a few seconds. Raise head, hold eye-contact. Speak.

“Nothing like that,” Smile. “Just takes some time for a girl to get used to all the facts that tend to come with him. I could’ve done without the one about heart worms before lunch.”

Laugh.

“Oh, you have no idea. Imagine being present when he actually got to assist on a tapeworm removal. I was put off noodles entirely for months.”

Now Bobby laughs, a real one, so you laugh with him, and you feel a little safer, the conversation back in your control.

“I promise, there’s nothing between me and Buck. Just new-girl nerves.”

Flash a smile, appease the man.

“If that’s all, then you’re free to go. Keep up the good work.”

You stand, one hand on the edge of the armrest of the chair to hide the minute tremors in your hand. You hold your breath as you leave Bobby’s office, breathing tiny, quick breaths through your nose until you make it to the safety of your office, closing the door behind you and all but collapsing into your chair.

That was… close. You must’ve let your guard down around Bobby. His personality and dad-aura are so disarming. You hadn’t even realized he’d been watching you that close. He read you a little too easily and a little too quickly. That was too close. What if he had—

A knock on your door snaps you ramrod straight, posture perfect and easy expression snapped into place in seconds.

It takes everything in you not to deflate when you see who walks through the door.

“Buck?”

“Sorry, sorry,” He raises his hands in mock surrender, “I know you don’t like me in here, I’ll be quick. I just need that file from that warehouse fire case?”

You frown as you search your filing cabinet for the case file. “I’ve never said I didn’t like you in here.”

“Yeah, not as much as said as implied.”

“I don’t mind you in here. It’s just an office.”

You’re not sure what he wants you to say. Does he want you to agree with him, tell him you don’t want him in here, make him right? Does he want you to tell him that he’s welcome in your office?

What does he want?

He shrugs in the corner of your eye, hands in his pockets, and you honestly have to physically restrain yourself from staring at the muscles of his arms as they move and tense with the motion. It’s very conflicting: him being the unending source of the late-night fantasies you pretend not to indulge in to fall asleep, hugging a pillow, and the fact that he’s the reason you’ve considered going on anxiety medication.

“…Are you okay?”

You’re abruptly reminded that he’s still in your office and you’re still having a conversation and your grip has at some point turned crushing on the case file.

“Oh, yeah,” Smile, look down, laugh. Look up(?) “Long night last night. Didn’t get much sleep.”

He cocks his head, the action reminiscent of a dog. He really is a golden retriever. You should really stop thinking about Buck so much.

“I thought you went home early last night?”

Your smile wavers.

Laugh(?) put the case file down. Take a sip of coffee, smile(?)

“You know how it is. Work never quite ends at work.”

He doesn’t skip a beat before speaking.

“Why do you do that?”

Something cold starts to drip down your neck. An icy chill of dread.

“Do what?”

“That lying thing.”

Smile? Laugh? Sit down?

Your other hand comes up to cup your coffee. “As far as I know, I don’t have a lying thing.” You huff a breathy laugh, but it comes out wrong. More wheezing and choked than a laugh.

He leans back against the wall of your office, crossing his arms. “Yeah you do. Like, sure, maybe you did have a late night, but none of those expressions or smiles were real. You like, lie with your face.”

You feel cold and hot at the same time. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. Do you want this case file?”

“No, you know what I’m talking about. Is it conscious? Is it like code-switching? Nah, this is too—“

“Buck!” You snap, skin crawling, “Would you please just take this file and go?”

He snaps his fingers, pointing at you. “There! That’s real. That was a real expression.”

You forcibly smooth your face out, trying to project the calm you don’t feel. “Me getting annoyed with you?”

“Yeah,” He chuckles a little, a small smile on his face. “Just for a second, you looked real.”

You blink. Pause. Turn his words over in your head.

“You don’t really need this case file, do you?”

“Nope.”

You set the mug down, ignoring the way your tremors increased at your little outburst. “So you just came to what? Get under my skin? Disturb me while I’m working?”

He taps a boot on the floor. “Kind of. It’s my turn to be the man behind, and this beats mopping.”

This time, the flat glare you send him is intentional. “You really know how to make a girl feel special.”

“I don’t know. You don’t seem as rigid as you did a few minutes ago.”

You stiffen your posture on instinct. “It’s called posture.”

“That’s not posture. That’s fear.”

His tone is light and joking, but his words hit their mark. Or maybe there isn’t a mark, and he just stabs your metaphorical bullseye anyway.

You shuffle in place, skin prickling under his gaze. “Is there a reason we’re having this conversation?”

“Is there a reason we shouldn’t?”

You stare at your shoes, face hot. This is uncharted territory. The end-all-be-all of terrible conversations.

“Well for one, it’s terribly awkward, and two, I don’t see why you felt the need to call me a liar to my face.”

Buck pushes off the wall. “Okay, that’s not what I meant by that—“

“No, I think you meant what you said.”

He sighs. “Can we start over?”

“Why?”

“Because I feel like you have this misconception about me, and it would really suck if a pretty girl didn’t like me just because we got off on the wrong foot.”

PRETTY?

“You think I’m pretty?”

You slap a hand over your mouth. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to say that.”

He smirks, a mischievous thing pulling at his lips. “No, I think you meant what you said.” He says, mimicking your earlier words.

You press your hands into your face, exhaling hard.

“Well, if your goal was to make me uncomfortable, you’ve definitely succeeded.”

“Aw, that’s no good. That’s the opposite of what I wanted.”

The gears in your brain turn.

“You came here… because you wanted me to be more comfortable around you?”

He snaps his fingers. “Ding ding ding!”

You frown. “So your plan to make me more comfortable around you was to call me a liar and purposefully get under my skin?”

Your words hang in silence for a moment.

“Well when you put it like that—“

“Is there another way to put it?”

“The plan was to get you to see that nothing bad is gonna happen if you stop doing that face-lying-thing. I mean, you haven’t been doing it for the duration of this conversation and the world hasn’t ended, right?”

You look away. “That’s because I can’t pretend with you. It always falls apart. You freak me out.”

His brows furrow. “I freak you out?”

“Yes!” You snap whipping your head back to face him, “Other people put out, like, signals, you know. What kind of people they like and dislike, and I pick up on them, and avoid the parts they don’t like and play up the parts they do like. But you don’t put out anything! I don’t know what you want.”

Buck is silent for several moments. It’s unnerving.

“Have you ever considered that maybe I just like you?”

You blink. Look away. Cross your arms.

“You know,” He continues, voice a little softer, “I have a habit of liking people just as they are. Bobby tells me it’s one of my better qualities.”

“Is planning difficult conversations one of your lesser qualities?”

“You’re not going to let that go, are you?”

“No.”

It’s easier to focus and talk about the less serious parts of this entire situation than even think about what he just said.

“How about this,” He says after you don’t speak again. “If you’re gonna fake something, or pretend you feel one way about something, you have to come tell me the truth about how you really feel.”

“Well that sounds terrible. What do you get out of it?”

He smiles, folding his hands behind his back. “You agree to let me take you on a date.”

Your face is practically on fire. Evan Buckley is asking you on a date. Buck is asking you on a date.

“Oh.”

That’s all you manage to get out. Oh.

He frowns. “Are you oka—“

You smash your face into your hands, hiding your flushed and flustered face from view. “Just— just give me a second.”

You attempt to slow your racing heart, all to aware of the fact that Buck is still in the room, still looking at you.

“…Can you turn around?”

You hear a quiet little huff, then the shuffling of footsteps, signifying he is in fact no longer looking at you.

“If I’d known you’d be this excited at the idea—“

“Shut up or I’ll say no.”

He just hums, voice teasing. “I don’t think you will.”

“I might.”

“Mm. Nope.”

“I could.”

“You won’t.”

“I won’t,” You grumble, dropping your hands. “Okay fine, I’ll do it, but when I tell you… stuff, you don’t get to make fun of me for whatever it is.”

“I really think you have the wrong idea of who I am as a person.”

“I’ve seen how you make fun of Eddie.”

“Well, that’s Eddie. It’s like, bro code.”

“Ew.”

“Having friends is gross?”

“Yes. Get out of my office.”

He turns around, grabbing his chest, feigning pain. “Oh the hurt. The pain.”

“You’ll survive, I’m sure. You’re a big boy.”

Okay what the fuck are you saying right now. Can’t god just strike you down? Can’t some old water damage cause the ceiling to come down on you?

Buck takes it in stride, laughing loudly, though if you look close, you can see a pink tinge to his cheeks.

“So when are you free for our date?”

He waggles his eyebrows suggestively over the word date, and you despise the flush it brings to your face. And ears. And neck.

“Um. Saturday?”

“Cool. You have my number, right?”

You nod.

“I’ll text you the details later this week. And hey, look at me.”

He waits until you look up. “You aren’t allowed to spend the rest of this week stressing about it, okay? It’s gonna be fun, and nice."

He opens the door to your office, ducking half out before turning around. “Remember: fun and nice.”

And then he’s gone. Then you’re just an idiot standing in your office, face hot and tingling.

He called you pretty.

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Buck's request is difficult to follow through on. Like, sure, you agreed to it, but you still don't really understand why he wants to know this. The things that go on in your head that you don't tell anyone about. He said he got a date out of (a date, you're going on a date with Evan Buckley--) but is that really... anything?

Is it a real date? Or just some little fling? And why, exactly, is the date something he considers a fair trade? Like sure, he's hot -incredibly so- and every time you think about the date your heart speeds up and million questions run through your head, like will he pick you up, is he the type to bring flowers, where are you going for the date, all of those things.

You wince from your spot on the couch upstairs, papers strewn across the table in front of you.

"Dammit," You mutter, holding a finger up to the lip that you've chewed to shreds, now bleeding steadily, blood beginning to trickle down your chin.

A napkin appears in your line of sight, and you take it from Hen gratefully.

"Thanks."

She just nods. "Something on your mind?"

You blink, a little questioning.

"Your lip," She gestures to it. "You always chew it when you're thinking about something troubling. Is this about that new case?"

"Ah," You breathe, a small shiver running down your spine at her words. Being perceived is weird. "No actually. It's..."

You decide to be honest. News will get out anyway, and Hen appreciates truthfullness. "It's about Buck."

She raises an eyebrow. "Oh?"

You shuffle the papers in front of you, hands itching for something to do, "We're going on a date on Saturday."

"Oh!" She exclaims, settling on the couch across from you. "That's... surprising. I was under the impression you didn't really care for him."

Your face heats. "That's kind of why we're going on the date. He wants to... make me more comfortable. Those were his words."

"Interesting method."

You shrug. "It's Buck."

Hen nods, a chuckle escaping her lips. "I'm guessing you're not so sure about it?"

"It's not that. I just," you debate your next words carefully, weighing the options, wondering if you should even say them, but Hen's face is open and non-judgmental, and she knows when not to gossip.

"I haven't been on a date in awhile," You admit, "Or many at all, really. I don't know what to expect."

Your hands still on the papers. "I... don't do well when I don't know what to expect."

Hen nods. "I get it. But I can tell you with absolute certainty that Buck will do everything in his power to make the date as 'comfortable'," She does finger quotes around the word, "As possible. It took him a couple tries to get here, but. He's got a good heart."

You can't help the small frown at her words. "I know."

Hen tilts her head, squinting. "Do you? Cause it seems like you aren't so sure."

Smile. Laugh.

"Well," You laugh a small, breathy thing. "In my experience, no one is that nice."

Hen snorts. "Okay, true. But Buck's been through a lot. What he may lack in tact he makes up for in earnest effort."

She stands, and levels you with a look you try hard not to whither behind. "Give him a chance. And try not to break his heart."

You smile, hoping it doesn't look as brittle as it feels. "I'll try not to."

Though I'm not sure he'll be the one getting his heart broken.

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Buck is careful not to bother you too much at work. He still sets you on edge in that "I see through you" way of his, but he's right- nothing terrible has happened since your conversation. If anything, he's almost... gentler, in his good natured ribbing and such. He's actually rather attentive.

"Okay," He murmurs next to you at the table, most of the others finished with their food , plates cleared and being washed. "You've got your fake smile on, so spill."

You elbow him. "Cool it, Buckley."

"Great meal, Cap!" You call out to the Captain, who sends you a quick smile from the sink.

You spear a stem of asparagus prepared honestly perfectly by Bobby, and lean over to Buck. "Fine. You really wanna know?"

"Uh, yeah."

You take a huge bite, smiling as you swallow. "I hate asparagus."

Buck's eyebrows shoot up. "Are you serious? That's such a small thing to care about."

You glance up to ensure nobody's eavesdropping. "Bobby works really hard on everything he makes! I don't want any of it to go to waste or to seem unappreciative."

"Okay, we're really going to have to have a talk about your perception of everyone," He elbows you back, "Come on. Bobby would not be offended if you don't eat the vegetables because you don't like asparagus period. It's not like you're even saying you don't like his cooking!"

You take another bite. Only A few left. "Better safe than sorry."

"Stop eating them--"

"I have to finish them!"

"Something wrong over there?" Bobby's voice rings out over the kitchen.

"Nope!" You call back.

"Actually," Buck starts, ignoring your furious elbowing, "Our little investigator over here doesn't like asparagus."

Bobby tilts his head with a smile. "Why didn't you say something?"

Your stomach lurches. Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god-- "I... didn't want you to be offended?"

"Why would I be offended that you don't like asparagus?"

"Because you cooked it?"

He shakes his head. "Not how things work around here. If you don't like something, you don't have to eat it."

Your face feels like it's on fire and your palms are sweating and you kind of feel a little nauseous. But that might be the asparagus. "Right. Okay. Thanks."

Bobby goes back to loading the dishwasher, and the others are no longer paying attention, so you lower your forehead to the table, grateful that Buck moves your plate away before your head can meet your now unfinished vegetables.

"Why did you do that?"

"Because asparagus is a dumb thing to be worried about," He says, voice light and cheery.

"It was a valid concern," You mumble.

"Maybe in your head. But not quite in reality," He rubs your back consolingly a few times, though all the action does is rile you up more. You're suddenly hyper-aware of the fact that you're still sitting here and you actually can't see if the others are still looking and oh god maybe Bobby is upset because you're an adult, you should've known that and--

"I can physically feel how tense you just got."

Oh. Right. His hand is still on your back.

"Relax," He drags out the word, his voice low and deep, "No one is going to spontaneously hate you. I sure don't."

"You don't count."

"Mm, how come?"

You're glad your face is currently hidden by the table, because you flush when you mumble the next words.

"Cause you think I'm pretty."

"I do," He amends, "But I'm not sure that discounts my opinion. IF anything, it doubles it."

"That's not how that works."

"It's not?"

"No."

He leans in, his breath tickling your ear. "Prove me wrong, then."

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Saturday approaches and your anxiety increases. Buck had in deed texted you the details -which did, actually, make you feel better, knowing a bit of what to expect and having it in writing.

When Saturday arrives and the clock inches closer to the time he said he'd pick you up, you start to question if any of this was a good idea.

Everything collapses when you have to pick an outfit. Nothing seems right- everything is either too much or not enough. You blink the tears out of your eyes because you spent too long on your makeup to ruin it, and Buck's gonna be here soon and you need to just pick something--

A knock sounds at your door and you gasp. Shit.

You rush to the front door, and wrench it open.

"Hi I'm so sorry I'm not ready yet- oh my god are those flowers?"

Buck takes the rush of words in stride, smiling and holding the bouquet out to you. "They are."

You take the flowers with reverence, the gentle, floral aroma soothing your senses.

"Are... you okay?"

You blink, not realizing that tears had begun to well up in your eyes again. "What? Oh, yeah. Sorry. I'm a little... frazzled."

His gaze darts down. "Is that why you don't have pants on?"

You're almost one hundred percent sure you burst into flames right then and there. And if you don't, you seriously hope you do.

"Oh my god- don't look, I'll be right back, uh, please come inside and close the door!"

You race back into your room and shut the door, throwing on the closest pair of pants- which happen to be the fuzzy, old, candy heart-print pajama pants you took on three hours ago when you started getting ready.

You step back out, now sporting a wonderful outfit consisting of your black, rather nicely fitting going out top and fluffy pajama pants.

"I'll be ready in about fifteen minutes, sorry about the," You pause, swallowing your embarrassment, "Lack of pants."

He chuckles, laughing that nice little Buck laugh that settles your nerves a bit. "Hey, I wasn't complaining. I asked for the real you and this has all been very real."

Your never-ending flush revives itself as he speaks. "I"m really sorry, I'm usually more put together than this, I promise."

He takes a step toward you. "Remember why we're going on this date?"

A beat passes.

Buck takes another step. "To make you more comfortable with me. And the team, but mostly me."

You laugh a little, a nervous thing.

"But you don't seem very comfortable right now." His hands rise to the your waist, sliding down to your hips.

"Sorry," You say on instinct.

He huffs. "Still don't think you're getting the point of this. Okay, what was the big stressor of tonight, besides the actual date part?"

You look down at your feet. "My outfit."

"Well," He says, squeezing your waist and very clearly enjoying the little squeak you let out at the action, "Then why don't we sollve that by..."

Your heart siezes. Oh god, you're not ready to sleep with him, you haven't had your everything shower because it was only the first date and you didn't think--

"...Staying in tonight? I can order some takeout and we can watch a movie."

Oh.

"But your reservation--"

"Can be called and cancelled," He soothes. "I only want to do things you're comfortable with. That was the whole point of this date."

Later, after you both stuffed your faces with takeout graciously ordered by Buck, and both of you cuddled up on the couch (!) you let yourself speak.

"Buck?"

"Hmm?"

"Sorry for freaking out earlier," You curl your arm around his bicep, face smashed into the side of it while you (pretend) to watch the movie. "Thanks for... this. And the flowers."

"You really like those flowers, huh?"

"Mhm. They're really pretty. No one's ever gotten me flowers before."

"What? No way."

"Well. I haven't ever gotten flowers from a date or boyfriend," You stumble over the word boyfriend, "But like, you know. Graduations and stuff."

"Guess we're going to have to fix that, then."

"We are?"

He raises a brow. "You didn't think I was gonna stop at one date, did you?"

"Well it was kind of a mess."

He shrugs. "On one of my first dates, I choked on bread and my date at the time had to perform a tracheotomy with a ballpoint pen."

You gape at him. "Those are real?"

He traces a finger over the thin, silver scar on his throat. "Yep. So trust me, this date turned out fine. I actually uh,"

He flushes a little, a dusting of red on his cheeks. "I actually really enjoyed tonight."

You chew your lip, nervous and scared but all the sudden deciding that you're going to get over yourself and do something. No matter how small.

You stare at the end credits. "You wanna watch another movie?"

"Absolutely. More takeout?"

"I don't know how you can even think about eating more. But I do have popcorn in the pantry."

He presses a quick, soft little kiss to your cheek. "Perfect."

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[currently-dating-everything]

it's amazing that you started making headcanons!

Can you make hcs about romantic relationships with Chance?

A/N: Chance self shippers I know you're out there I'm shining a spotlight into an unruly sea

Character: Chance

Relationship: Romantic

TTRPGs are his love language, we all know this. You play G&G? He's all over it. He wants to hear ALL your opinions and all the crazy stories and hijinks you've gotten up to, all your character lore, what your favorite aspect of the game is, every single thought you've ever had about it- he could listen to you talk for hours and still want to know more, and that extends past talking about G&G.

Don't play at all? Know nothing about it? Great! He gets to explain it to you! You will regret this.

He'll try to make all his exposition easy to understand, but sometimes he gets caught up in the fixation and gets himself going on really hard to follow rants about the differences between sandbox and railroad campaigns, and the intricacies of his favorite classes (he loves playing a spellcaster, but has a soft spot for tank/fighter classes as well), and before you know it he's going a mile a minute talking your ear off, but it's always really sweet seeing him get so excited about the things he loves.

Speaking of love and tangents, he talks about you the exact same way. Every single object in the office knows everything there is to know about you because he's so easy to get going at the drop of your name. He loves talking about how smart and kind you are, how creative and funny, how much fun he has being with you and how cool you are. Lux has invested in earplugs because of this.

He's the type to wear accessories of yours if you have any. A scrunchie/hair tie/bracelet around his wrist with his various charms and dice, a necklace of yours tucked beneath his shirt, any sort of pin or clip that he can put on his collar- or even on his DM screen. He likes having a little piece of you with him throughout the day, even when you're around.

Sad to say there's no special privilege dating the dungeon master on this one. He's sweet as can be when you guys aren't playing, and even when you are he's still very considerate and attentive, but his cocky/mischievous side comes out a lot more. He's plotting to kill your character so sweetly. He wants to make your life so hard (lovingly).

Chance, at the end of a two hour long session: Wow! Wasn't that fun? You, who had your character dropped to 0 HP three times after your favorite NPC betrayed you:

Making G&G character sheets is a date activity, I stand by this. If you're not into it, he's happy to move on to other things, but there's something special about how much he lights up getting to do all the small calculations and slow sculpting that goes into building a character, and he can do it in his sleep, so he has no problem following you to other topics of conversation while he fills his sheets out. His fingers will probably be smudged with pencil led by the time you guys are done too, which is equally adorable.

It may not show all the time, but you've got him wrapped around your finger. He's such a "Yes, babe? What do you need?" kinda guy. He'll basically do anything for your attention and affection, and he's not embarrassed by it in the slightest (though he does blush super easily and very frequently because of it). There's so much he'd do with the promise of even a small kiss waiting for him, it's so bad.

He's quite physically affectionate, but struggles with knowing what you want/what's okay, and doesn't always have the courage to ask. He'll spend five minutes trying to find a subtle way to hold your hand or put an arm around you when you're not paying attention, then nearly jump out of his skin when you turn to address him. He gets better at it the longer you're together though, and appreciates you telling him upfront what's cool with you. He's also less nervous about being affectionate when he's really in the zone, or going on one of his tirades. It's a lot of grabbing you by the shoulders, squeezing your arms, looking at you with those big beautiful eyes while he talks about his homebrew ideas or the latest G&G news.

He blushes whenever you guys are playing and he has to hand something to you. "Oh...uh- you can borrow some of my dice if you need more!" Loser. Cast fireball on him and he'll get flustered handing you all those D6's.

Connected to the above, PLEASE show up him and kick his ass in-game, he finds it so ridiculously attractive. Defeat his big bad of the campaign and do a cocky one-liner and he'll drop whatever he's holding and lose the ability to speak. You'll never see his face as red as it gets when you do something cool in G&G.

[cod-indulgences]

John Price x female!reader, Kyle Garrick x female!reader, dark Kyle, manipulation, obsession, age gap, MCD

Thinking about being John Price's new wife- it's quick, none of the task force even knew he was seeing someone- and it's obvious why as soon as they meet you.

You're young.

Too young, some would say, which just sends you off in a fury, trying to defend your relationship even though it's just painfully obvious this isn't really a romance for the ages. Especially when your wedding dress is tailored to hide the growing bump of your belly. When Price himself is embarrassed, almost ashamed at being stuck with a pretty young thing at his age.

Kyle can't help himself.

You're so sweet, funny, you've got him in stitches within minutes of meeting him over drinks with the team- your glass conspicuously refilled with water or juice despite the fact that no one has said anything officially yet. You're perfect.

And you're tied to Price.

Kyle twists himself in knots over you. What the hell is he supposed to do? He sees you in pictures, hears your voice floating out of the phone, but he's a world away and yet so close. You deserve more, he's looked up to Price as one of the best men he's ever known but not for this- not for you. Kyle wants to give you everything, finds himself biting his pillow to muffle his sounds as he touches himself to thoughts of you, growing round and fat with a child- his child- waiting for him at home with a toddler at your feet and his baby on your hip. Smiling that big crinkled up smile, bright as sunshine.

It gnaws at him. He needs you, and he can't have you. Not while Price is there, smiling at pictures, warming up to the idea of you- as if you're something that needs time to get used to! It's insanity that Price doesn't see your worth. That he's not on his knees begging for a taste of you every night and falling asleep to the sound of your breathing. That he's not worshipping you like you should be. The way Kyle would.

Every night, fucking you so good and gentle, kneading your tender breasts while you moan and twist on his cock. Waking you in the morning with his tongue in your pussy, cleaning up the mess he left behind. Swallowing down your moans and cries as he slicks you up, gets you plumped up and ready for him to spill, filling your belly over and over until it takes and you come to him with full hips, kicks under his palms, your breasts heavy with milk.

He grows resentful, watchful. Waiting for a chance to slide in, to pry you away. Kyle calls you, messages you through time away when he knows Price doesn't. He offers you sweets, sends postcards from missions, until even Price is laughing. Teasing Kyle about needing a girl of his own. Kyle just smiles along with him. He worries a little about Ghost seeing what's really happening, the man is too smart- but he's also devoted, and Kyle sees how he looks when Price talks about retiring. About settling down with you. Ghost would be on his side if he could ever get in.

Except it all comes down so quickly, Kyle can't say how he would have handled it in the end. If he would have broken and begged at your feet for you, if he'd kept wooing you until you ran away into his arms yourself-

Because there's a mission, and Price takes a hit, and Kyle carefully turns off his mic and steps away, letting the man gasp as life blood runs onto the ground. Until there's too much to come back from. And then he turns it back on, drags a ragged gasp into his throat, and begs the man he'd thought of as a father-mentor-friend-rival to hang on, to live. It's not enough.

The funeral is bleak, cold, even though the sun is shining. Ghost appears and vanishes again, Soap trailing after him.

You're left at the graveside, belly stretching the black dress obscenely, crying. You sob into Kyle's shoulder. You loved him, you say, even with how unexpected it all was- the circumstances of the marriage, the baby coming, you loved Price, and you thought he loved you too. You'd been making plans together.

Now you're a widow before you're twenty five, with a baby on the way and a pension you don't know how to manage. You don't have friends, family, you had relocated for Price.

It's alright, Kyle says, and smooths his hand down your arm, the curve of your back. He tucks you into his side and brushes his own tears away.

"I'll take care of you."

[byfulcrums]

been rewatching rtte

toothless is called T multiple times, but the letter T doesn't exist in the alphabet of this world

i think hiccup was also called H???

hiccup went to the wedding of the man who tried to kill him and his family multiple times. no wonder he thought he could change drago's mind

snotlout is canonically a theater kid

"you're so small and cuddly" "please never say that again"

the twins are really smart, but they're also just stupid

hiccup straight up disappears when he's working on something

heather had a super noticeable crush on astrid

fishlegs got a love interest!! a plus size main character actually has a cool, badass love interest!

it was super hetnormative but it was cute

there was an island full of flying women who were implied to regularly commit cannibalism

hiccup taught all the riders how to fly with toothless, that's so sweet

everyone is a flat earther except for the twins

hiccup almost directly killed a lot of people

and killed a LOT more when destroying their ships

“scalding– cal..ding--" "toothle, plama bla!" was pretty much the funniest part of the entire series

dagur was bullied as a kid by a guy 8 years older than him who literally tattooed an imagine of him beating up little dagur in his arm??? What was that all about

actually we need to talk about how messed up everything about dagur is and about how the things that could've/did happen(ed) to him may be the reasons why he's Like That

just why was he imprisoned by the outcasts??? he didn't do anything to them directly

oof my brain is spiraling. "he loved you" "ig now we'll never know" what do you mean he didn't know if his dad loved him

there's a technically musical episode

tuffnut became hiccup's defense attorney and immediately got him the death sentence

hiccup regularly jumps off cliffs

he also jumped off a boat, with his arms tied and without toothless. just where did he think he was going

snotlout's annoying attitude is actually because spitelout pressures him too much and he feels like he has to be perfect for his dad :((

THE 'HICCUP'S EVIL MIRROR' VILLAIN THEME DONE RIGHT YESS!!!

viggo is the best httyd villain change my mind (you can't, swords at sundown, you may bring backup but i will win on my own)

skrill comeback skrill comeback SKRILL COMEBACK!!!!

"COMEEE TO DADDY"

what is a boar pit???

oh my god i had missed this series so much. it has no right to be this funny

this was my childhood. it has forever shaped the way i am

berserker heather the unhinged >>>

actually good disability rep! yay

hiccup complains about his peg leg pinching him

he straight up cannot walk without it and it is shown many times

"well, there are the benefits of a metal leg" after it got caught in a bear trap

funny moments, like snotlout trying to steal it to use it as a weapon

the jokes!! toothless laughing at the jokes!!! hiccup being so fucking done with the twins, who are always making the jokes!

there's an episode where everyone is so sleep deprived they actually start spiraling

astrid becomes a happy go lucky girl, hugs snotlout and tells him he's handsome

the fucking mood swings snotlout got were insane

the twins were straight up just hallucinating

"i sent them to wash their dragons, how could they mess that up?" cut to heather falling on her face with a bucket full of water in her hands

fishlegs becomes so paranoid, he's yelling at everyone all the time

"don't you know the trapper's trap can trap the trapper?? ...oh gods, i must be losing it, i'm quoting dagur"

YOOOO VALKA!!!! it's so nice to see her

hiccup tried to murder dagur to stop him from getting to toothless, which is scary bc it shows just how far he's willing to go for his bff, but also funny because hiccup. that was not going to work

oh the hiccstrid slowburn, how i have missed you

the twins's made up language

there was a beach episode turned murder mystery and a musical episode held at gun point

hiccup has a whole little speech that he periodically gives astrid to remind her that the twins serve a purpose

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[4:22 pm]

(cw: f!reader, unwanted advances, threats of beating someone up, profanity)

Fratboy!Jaehyun wasn't even sure what the fuck he was doing in the library! He started at his laptop in pure annoyance. Like, what did the words on the screen even mean? What did his professor even want him to do by reading 10 pages? Who the fuck even came to the library?

Well.. his eyes darted to the next table over, you were here. Here working on an assignment and Jaehyun was just too proud to admit that he was in the stages of being clingy. He couldn't get enough of being around you, he wanted to spend every single minute with you, and didn't like even thinking about you not being near him. So here he was, "studying" a table away with a pout on his face since you told him to give you space.

Actually, not just you, you and your partner. Ugh, Jaehyun hated this guy. Jack. Stupid Jack. Stupid Jack who had very clearly been flirting with you despite the fact that your almost boyfriend was just a few feet away.

Jaehyun tore his eyes away from the screen once again, focusing on you and Jack giggling over your shared laptop. Whatever, any word coming out of stupid Jack's mouth couldn't have been that funny. Or maybe it was funny and Jaehyun would just never understand because he wasn't in the same major as you and Jack.

That was also another reason Jaehyun was here in the libabry. A reason he'd never tell anyone. So maybe Jaehyun was a little insecure with the fact that he wasn't smart enough for you. You were smart, so smart. Before you, the only times he'd actually studied was when Taeyong forced him to go to the library. So what if he wanted to be better for you? It wasn't like getting smart and trying in school was a bad habit. It was a great habit, even if it was a major pain in his ass.

"Bro, you've been staring at Sweets for like 5 minutes now," Jaehyun heard from his left side. Right, dumb and dumbest, aka Mark and Haechan had found him here in the library and crashed his spying.

"I'm not staring!" Jaehyun whispers.

"I would," Haechan adds, "Jack has totally been flirting with her. It's fine, she knows where home is."

Jaehyun rolls his eyes, he's so pissed off with Jack that Haechan's comment isn't even a cause for concern. Yet, as he looks at you and Jack, he sees Jack leaning in to whisper something in your ear, sees you laugh softly, and sees Jack's eyes dart down to you lips. Then, as if in slow motion, Jaehyun sees this asshole begin to lean in!

He stands and takes the few steps over to you just as you pull back with your eyes wide in complete distress.

Jaehyun grabs your chair and slides it back before Jack can get any closer, "bro, what the hell do you think you're doing?"

Jack chuckles, "hey man, she was digging my vibe, so I decided to make my move."

"Digging your vibe?" You parrot, "no, I wasn't. What made you think that?"

"I've been flirting with you since you gave me you number for this assignment and you never shut me down," Jack states as if it's the most obvious thing ever.

Jaehyun turns to you, brows furrowed with confusion just to catch your brows furrowed with confusion. It's cute, Jaehyun thinks, it's really cute. "But I thought you were just being nice and thought you were a little funny," you reply softly.

Jack rolls his eyes and grabs his things while Jaehyun helps you gather your own things. What Jaehyun really wants to be doing is beating the shit out of Jack for flirting with you and making you feel stupid, but he doesn't. Beating Jack up wouldn't make this situation better or help you feel better.

So later, while the two of you walk back to the frat house hand in hand, Jaehyun listens to you explain how you never assumed Jack was into you. "No guys have ever really been into me. He was never overtly friendly or made any directly flirty comments... how did I miss it?" You pout.

Jaehyun pulls you in close and wraps an arm around your shoulders, "lots of guys are into you sweets, they just know better than to hit on my girl. And Jack, well he's just an asshole who either didn't know or didn't want to take any hints."

“Lots of guys are into me?” You repeat with a pout and your brows pinched in confusion.

“We’re not focusing on that right now,” Jaehyun deadpans, “I’m yours and you’re mine. I think… maybe you just missed the signs. I mean you missed my signs.”

“That’s true,” you nod.

Jaehyun laughs softly, pressing a kiss to the side of your head while you both climb the steps of the porch, “it’s done now. You don’t have to worry about him anymore. Plus, if doesn’t get the hint after all this, you let me know and I’ll be happy to sucker punch him right in his ugly face.”

“Me too!” Haechan exclaims as he tosses his backpack aside, “actually just let me know if he even looks at you. I’ll fight him for that, and I bite!”

[wlwsoccerfics]

Feeling under the Weather(IreneParedesXToddlerReader)

Summary: you don't want to leave your mamis side cause you are sick.

You just turned two years old. Your older Brother Mateo was 4 years old now. You always loved cuddles. Especially from your Mami Irene and your Mama Lucía. And from your big Brother. But you also enjoyed Just playing by yourself. That changed every time you got sick or weren't feeling well for whatever reason. Then you hated leaving your Mamis and your Mamas side. You always became really attached to one of them during that time. And this time your Mami was the chosen one.

"Bebecita, mami tiene que ir a practicar." Your Mami informed you. Cause you currently were holding onto her like your Life depended on her. Which to be fair it did a bit. ( baby girl, Mami has to go to practice. )

"Voy contigo mami." You told her. Your Mama looked at your mami and stepped closer. ( I go with you, Mami. )

"Dulce ángel, quédate conmigo y podemos sacar tus crayones para que puedas dibujar algo para mami y dárselo cuando llegue a casa de la práctica." Your Mama tried to get you to stay with her and Held her arms out for you. But your were not having it. Sucking on your thumb now. Holding onto your Mami with the other hand. ( sweet angel, stay with me and we can get your crayons out so you can draw something for Mami and give it to her when she comes home from practice. )

"No, gracias." You replied. Shaking your head softly. ( no thanks. )

"Está bien amor, la llevaré conmigo." Your Mami told your Mama and kissed her softly. ( it's okay love, I will take her with me. )

Your Mami Put you in your carseat and handed you your plushie frog 'Jumpy'. Which you cuddled close to. Coughing softly. Which was a sign for your mami that you indeed were getting sick.

"¿Quieres escuchar algo de música, dulce niña?" Your Mami wanted to know. ( you want to listen to some music, sweet girl? )

"Sí, por favor, mami. ¡Gracias!" You answered and smiled slightly. Letting out a small yawn, when your Mami put on a Playlist with some of your favorite Songs. ( yes please, Mami. thank you! )

"La música viene a continuación." She stated and smiled at you through the rearview mirror. ( music coming right up. )

The Rest of the Drive was mostly quiet. You were sucking your thumb and cuddling with your plushie frog. When your reached the Training grounds and walked into the changing rooms, a few of your aunties were already there. Your auntie Patri walked over.

"¿No te sientes bien princesa?" She asked you and rubbed your back gently. You looked at her and nodded your head softly. ( are you not feeling well princess? )

"Sí tía. Siento una sensación extraña en la cabeza y en la garganta." You explained and sniffled softly. ( yes auntie. my head and my throat feel funny. )

"Lo siento mucho oír eso, cariño." She told you. ( i am sorry to hear that, sweetheart. )

"Ella no quería quedarse en casa con su mamá. ¿No es así, princesa?" Your Mami stated. ( she didn't want to stay home with her mama. isn't that right, princess? )

"Sí mami." You just said and closed your eyes. ( Yes Mami. )

"Bueno, todas estamos felices de verte, pequeña." Your auntie Ale let you know. You gave her a thumbs up before the thumb went back into your mouth and you fell asleep. ( well we sure are all happy to see you, little one. )

"pobre princesa." Your auntie Ona whispered out. ( Poor Princess. )

"Odio cuando ella no se siente bien." Your Mami explained. ( i hate when she doesn't feel well. )

"understandable." Auntie Ingrid said softly.

"very understandable!" Auntie Kika agreed.

"Mateo nos dijo ayer que cree que su hermana se estaba enfermando y ¡resultó que tenía razón!" Your Mami admitted. ( Mateo told us yesterday that he thinks his sister was getting sick and turned out he was right! )

"Bueno, él realmente es un niño muy inteligente y dulce." Your auntie Pina answered. ( Well, he really is a very smart and sweet boy. )

"that is true!" Auntie Kika agreed.

" Ambos hijos son demasiado inteligentes para su propio bien." Auntie Ale informed your Mami. ( Both children are too smart for their own good. )

Your Mami managed to get changed for practice, carefully handing you over to your auntie Caro. Thankfully you didn't wake up. She walked onto the Trainings pitch with you after getting ready. Gently lying you down on a blanket by the bench. You were still pretty much out like a light. And you actually didn't wake up the entire time your Mami was at practice. Which was for almost three hours. You also slept the entire Car Ride Home as well. But right before you walked into the Front door you woke up.

"Oh nosotras estamos en casa." You mumbled out. Yawning into your Mamis shoulder. ( Oh we are Home. )

" Sí, de hecho ya estamos en casa, cariño." Your Mami replied and smiled softly. Placing a small kiss onto your head. ( yes we are indeed home now sweetheart. )

"Mami! hermana! ¡Ustedes dos están de vuelta!" Mateo stated, running over. Your Mami laughed softly and gently kneeled down to kiss his head as well, just like she did with yours a few Seconds ago. ( Mami, sis! you two are back! )

"¡Sí, lo somos, mi dulce niño! ¿Dónde está tu mamá?" Your Mami spoke out. ( yes we are, my sweet boy! where is your Mama? )

"Mamá está en la cocina, haciendo galletas." Your big Brother explained. ( Mama is in the kitchen, making cookies. )

"¿galletas?" You asked cause the Word Cookies sure got your attention. ( Cookies? )

"¡Sí, galletas! Ya están listas. Solo hay que dejarlas enfriar un momento." Your Mama answered, walking out of the kitchen and picking up Mateo. She then leaned over to you and kissed the side of your head before kissing your Mamis lips. ( yes cookies! they are done now. only have to cool off for a moment. )

"¡Huele increíble aquí, mi amor." Your Mami let your Mama know. ( It does smell amazing in here, my Love. )

"Gracias mamá." You told your Mama. Smiling at her. Glad she made those Cookies. ( Thank you Mama. )

A few minutes later you all sat on the Couch, cuddling together. Your Mami just took a quick shower and you actually were all in for snuggling up with your Mama. The four of you ended up watching 'Frozen' together and eating Cookies. You already felt better.

[peachsayshi]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ when gojo has a crush on geto's childhood best friend (pt. 2)

minors / ageless / blank blogs dni

ೃ⁀➷ notes: please read part one here. my baby boy is so sweet and sincere when he's love, even though it's doesn't always come across that way x

ೃ⁀➷ tags: angst and fluff; unrequited(ish) love; pining; hurt/comfort

♡ satoru gojo was not your type. he was cocky, arrogant, obnoxious, childish and a slew of other things that you found deeply unattractive in a man his age. he somehow always manages to take everything just a little too far for your liking. his extroverted persona a bit too overwhelming for you. suguru went on and on about him, but you really couldn't see the appeal. nor could you understand what drew suguru so deeply to him.

♡ okay, maybe he's just awkward, you think. after watching this tall, muscular man walk directly into a closed door mid-conversation. he banged his face so hard against it, he made a funny noise, and you had to suppress a laugh. "are you okay?" you asked concerned, and the man simply grumbled a yes as his cheeks turned a bright pink. it's the first time you saw him blush, and your heart fluttered at the sight.

♡ "look, I know he can be a lot, but you know he's my best friend. other than you, he's the only person I would give my life for," suguru stated honestly. you were both conversing over a tub of ice cream. you were sitting cross legged on the sofa, digging your spoon into the ice cream angrily. satoru made an inappropriate joke in front of everyone that humiliated you. you did not appreciate it one bit. you rolled your eyes and left in a bitter mood. suguru stopped by your place with the ice cream trying to console you.

♡ satoru's face visibly falls when you reject hanging out with him for a movie. two tickets in his hand that he pinches together. it was his way of apologizing apparently, but you were not going to entertain the idea of spending anytime alone with him. "look," you respond with a sigh, "I forgive you, okay? but I'm busy tonight.". it seems your follow up sparked something inside him. he lifts up his face, a small smile highlighting those annoyingly handsome features. "wait, so we are cool? you aren't mad about what I said?" he asks. you exhale, "yeah, we are cool."

♡ "I think you're being really hard on him," suguru stated casually. your cheeks burned with embarrassment. "the guy is obviously making an effort to get along with you, and you keep shutting him down". you stared at your best friend with accusing eyes. "why are you taking his side?" you replied with frustration. suguru gave you a knowing look. "I am not taking sides. but I will defend either of you if necessary." you reached for your arm and pinched it with slight shame. you didn't realize how difficult you were being. "just go easy on him," suguru added on. "if not for his sake, then at least for mine. I just want you guys to get along..."

♡ surprisingly, things started going really well with satoru after you began making the conscious effort to do so. you could even say that you both were starting to become friends. satoru revealed that he was actually quite smart when you both were alone together and not in front of a crowd. he's also insanely talented but downplayed himself quite frequently and nonchalantly. his confidence, his real confidence, about his talents and wits was always subdued. you wondered if the persona he puts on for people is to simply hide away this part of himself. your heart started to expand and contract tightly when you listened to him spitball on some random scientific fact mid-discussion. satoru's incessant chatter not so annoying to you after all. as a matter of fact, he actually had a really nice voice when he was speaking calmly. at one point, he smiled and mumbled that he needed to learn to shut up. he casually ran his long, slender fingers through his snowy hair and gave you a bashful glance. your heart pattered a little faster. he can be really cute when he wants to be.

♡ you're spending a lot more time alone with him. and it's nice. like really, really nice. he's bloomed into someone unexpected. someone that catches your eye in an entirely different way. you do eventually agree to watch a movie together. the two of you were snuggled close in the theatre, sharing a bowl of popcorn. at one point you both reached for the bucket at the same time, the warmth of satoru's touch grazing over your fingers and making your thighs tremble. "sorry," he whispered as he casually lifts his hand, but his hot breath fans your cheek. you gazed up to see that his face is quite close to yours, your eyes falling to his pretty lips then back up to the sparkling blues. "i-it's okay," you answer, taken aback by the proximity of him in your space. you fold your arms over your belly swimming with butterflies, suddenly too aware of your own emotions to eat anymore.

♡ you're falling for him, when did that start happening?

♡ oh. you like him. you like him more than you should. you haven't even told suguru about it and it's eating you up inside. you haven't even admitted it out loud to yourself and that makes you scared. but you can't stop looking at him. he looks so good in his outfit - dressed to kill, and capturing everyone's attention at the party. "who are you staring at?" shoko asks. you try to brush it off, but utahime points out the obvious. suddenly you're bombarded with questions, your words failing you as you try to give an explanation.

♡ they don't accuse you, but they are curious and their wonder spins into hundreds of questions. everyone knows that you didn't like satoru gojo. what suddenly changed?

♡ "satoru is really sweet, but...he's not my type..." you blurt out in an attempt to save yourself and to give yourself some space from the weight of your realization. but only then do you see the girl's expression drop as both their eyes look above your head.

♡ satoru looks back at you crestfallen, having clearly heard what you just said. no, you think, no no no.

♡ he tugs at his collar, "excuse me-" he states as he spins on his heel. you all watch him disappear, and you're suddenly standing there wishing that the ground will swallow you whole. suguru asks the girls to give you both some privacy. the two of you stand in silence for a bit, and you realize that your best friend is giving you a chance to catch your breath. "I have to go talk to him," you blurt out, a sense of panic in your eyes. suguru just smiles. he knows you so fucking well. he takes the drink from your hand and gestures towards the door with the tilt of his head.

♡ "satoru..." you call out quietly, finding him seated outside. he doesn't react like usual, just stares at the ground before clearing his throat. he wipes his hands on his thighs and stands upright, his broad shoulders slumping. he turns around to face you, and the expression makes your brows furrow with concern. "you don't have to say anything," he explains.

♡ he stands upright, slides both his hands in his pockets and exhales in defeat. "I think it's fairly obvious that I like you. But they're just feelings right? It'll go away. I don't want to keep bothering you or wasting your time..." "satoru..." you interrupt.

"you clearly don't feel the same way, and I-I don't want to come across as a creep or make you feel uncomfortable..." "satoru, please" you beg, taking a step closer. "look, it's fine..." he says with a big grin, his eyes glossy and making you ache. "I'm a big boy, I can take rejection..." "it's not fine," you murmur with a shake of your head. "I have clearly been forcing this, making up stories in my own head. I shouldn't...I shouldn't keep taking up your precious time..." he walks up two steps, ready to bypass you but you quickly loop your arm around his bicep and tug him back. "wait-" you stammer, and he halts. frozen, you gaze at each other in contemplation. your other hand reaches for his jaw, and his body stiffens against your touch. "just...wait..." you softly add on, trying to rationalize your own feelings and what this could all mean. you tilt your head up, your thumb outlining his jaw. your eyes fall to his parted lips, your own seeking him out. you kiss him sweetly, apologetically, affectionately.

satoru is stunned. his eyes fall hazy like he can't believe what just happened. he looks so cute that you can't help but smile, your thumb moves to swipe the lipstick over his bottom lip.

"I-..." he mumbles dreamily, slowly angling his body in your direction. he gulps down the raw hurt. "I thought I'm not your type..."

"you're not," you answer back cheekily, your arms moving to circle around his neck while his own hands find your hips. "but I think that's exactly why I like you. you're everything I didn't expect."

his forehead drops against yours as a wave of relief washes over him. "you like me?"

you nip at your bottom lip, teasing the tip of his nose with yours. "yeah," you answer a little breathlessly, before smiling into another kiss "I really do."

♡ when suguru wakes up the next morning, the first text he receives is from satoru. after you both disappeared from the party last night, he had to follow up.

suguru: let me guess, did you both kiss and make up? satoru: I just left her place, heading back to mine now. suguru: spare me any gross details please. satoru: I feel like I am dreaming. last night wasn't real suguru: pretty real, bud. so, don't fuck it up. satoru: just pinch me when you see me, alright? I need to make sure.

[andcars]

FISHING CATS ━━ CS55

﹙ 55 ﹚ ─────── loved you before seeing you

you're a regular catfisher on bumble before you met your match, carlos sainz. it goes bad when you start to get attached to him

relationship(s) carlos sainz/you tags dating apps, light angst, anti-ferrari propaganda, pro-williams propaganda wc 2k texting & prose

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radio "comments and reblogs are much appreciated!" i asked my friend to give me a prompt and they gave me "catfishing each other as discord e-kittens". he doesn't even know where that idea came from but that was so fucking funny. unfortunately, i did not make it discord because i cannot for the life of me imagine carlos on discord. while i was trynna find some formatting inspo for this, i found a very similar fic like this!! it inspired me at the very end so go read it :) we love a tsunoda fic

▶︎ ❝ idea 10 ❞ gibran alcocer

Bumble 15m ago 🐝 You have 1 new match 🙌

ON YOUR SCREEN WAS NONE OTHER THAN CARLOS SAINZ. You snicker. You scroll through his profile quickly: "Taking things slow", 5'10", 🏃‍♂️ Active, 🔍 Relationship, 🚗 Cars, etc. Most of the pictures used were photos you've seen for sure posted around social media. There's nothing more obviously a catfish than this account. Nothing about it was smart, unlike yours. Yours was perfectly crafted for a believable yet still jaw-droppingly gorgeous woman. It's carefully crafted with one face of your most beautiful friend—who is never on social media to ever know—and random photos of her from the back. Your catfish was perfect, his wasn't. Still, it's pretty funny.

[ You ] Heyy. Aren't you that F1 racer?

[ CS ] Hey. Yeah, I am.

[ You ] That's so cool :) What brings you over here then?

[ CS ] I lost a bet with my old teammate and now I'm here

[ You ] XD That's funny

[ CS ] How about you? You look very beautiful

[ You ] Awww. You're so sweet, Carlos

[ CS ] I'm telling the truth. You're also the first to message me back

[ You ] What!? You're so handsome, anyone would message you

[ CS ] They think I'm not real

[ You ] Aw, that sucks. Well, I like to shoot my shot so, LOL

[ CS ] Where do you live? Your country

[ You ] I'm currently staying in the UK with my friends Don't you have a race here next month?

[ CS ] Yeah. Are you a fan?

[ You ] Not really. I know you by face though. I have friends who are a fan of you

[ CS ] Shame. I would have boasted to have such a pretty fan.

[ You ] I can be something better than a fan though

[ CS ] What?

[ You ] ... A friend

— You snort, displacing your phone to check if your noodles finished heating up

[ CS ] That's sweet I don't often do dating apps It's because I'm always away so often. It makes it hard to date But Lando told me this could just be a fresh change I see that you're busy. Hope we talk again tomorrow.

THE LAST GUY YOU MESSAGED QUICKLY BLOCKED YOU AFTER YOU SHOWED HIM A PICTURE OF YOUR SPHYNX CAT. Maybe it doesn't take a genius to know that the cat and the Rick Astley playing in the background meant that they got catfished. It took a lot of men longer time to understand the situation. Your 'victims' were never really nice people. You're too kind for that. The ones who are often in your DMs are 'looking for something casual' or something similar. 'Carlos' was the only different one. You're not sure why he's taking his time before he asks for money or boast about his achievements in life. Sooner or later, he's going to ask to call and you're going to show him something stupid. It's hypocritical to hate a catfisher when you yourself are one, but you're kind of like Batman. You are the night.

[ You ] Morning, Carlos!

[ CS ] It's a bit too late for morning, right? Attatched image

[ You ] Wow, I thought you weren't one to take gym selfies?

[ CS ] I thought you weren't a fan?

[ You ] I have ears whenever my friends talk about you

[ CS ] I'm starting to think your friends aren't real

[ You ] They are! I'm not into watching cars loop in weird shapes

[ CS ] Most non-fans would call the tracks circles

[ You ] Guess I'm not like most fans, huh?

[ CS ] You aren't

[ You ] I'm also at the gym right now Attatched image

[ CS ] Nice bottle

[ You ] Thanks :) I love cats

[ CS ] I've seen more dogs than cats in my life

[ You ] I'll send you pics of my cat soon enough ;)

[ CS ] What kind?

[ You ] However you want

[ CS ] ?

[ You ] What?

[ CS ] Are you saying you'll buy a specific cat for me?

— Alright, well. Maybe he missed that sexual innuendo

[ You ] Haha. Sorry. I think we got lost in translation there I have a pretty sphynx. Interested?

[ CS ] Those are the bald ones, right?

[ You ] Yup

[ CS ] They're very unique cats. They're also very funny looking which I like

— You make a note to not show Luna when you reveal yourself to him

[ You ] I like their baldness too

[ CS ] I have to go again. My trainer is telling me to get off my phone

[ You ] Haha. See you, Carlos

YOU SEE AN AD OF CARLOS SAINZ WALKING HOME. You have a subway in your hands and your hoodie pulled up. He looks good. The L'Oreal brand definitely looks good on him. You almost feel bad to the Carlos you've been talking to. He seems to be adamant in having a decent conversation with you. Across the day, he asks idly what you're doing. Sometimes the conversations fall short but at night he texts you endlessly. The timezone makes it odd, he told you. Other than the fact he's not Carlos Sainz and you're definitely not a blonde supermodel, it's nice conversations. It almost feels cruel to continue to talk to him

[ You ] What did you like about me?

[ CS ] Very forward question.

[ You ] I'm just curious. What made you like me? Maybe I just wanna know how pretty I am to other people

[ CS ] Fishing for compliments then? That's not why you caught my eye, though

[ You ] You're just saying that

[ CS ] You said that your favourite song was Idea 10 by Gibran Alcocer I had to google him and find out he makes piano music like Charles Then you say you like to take life as slow as possible to feel it more Your perfect first date is a classic dinner with the bill split I just liked you

IT'S BEEN A DAY SINCE YOU LAST TALKED TO HIM. You haven't messaged him back since his... confession. Between liking you because you were hot or liking you because you're you, you aren't sure which one hurts most. Maybe this was the guy's play: get women to fall in love with him, ask for pussy pics a month in. It would most likely get women to be more willing, you think. Still, it doesn't make the feeling wash away easier. Sunday comes around and you watch from your TV as Carlos Sainz doesn't even get out of the pit-lane. You're surprised that Bumble Carlos messaged you shortly after.

[ CS ] I don't know if I scared you off or what, but I had a really bad race Did your friend tell you?

[ You ] I watched the race

[ CS ] It wasn't my fault. It was the car. Both me and Alex didn't have a chance to race

[ You ] I know

[ CS ] Sometimes I think what would it be like if I was still in Ferrari Would I place P4 today or lower? I tell everyone that I'm happy I dropped them. It's true That doesn't make the fact that Williams have problems I can't solve

— Maybe because you hear Carlos' voice when you read his texts, you feel bad

[ You ] Do you regret it? Joining Williams?

[ CS ] No. The people here are nicer and they listen to me. They listen to us

[ You ] Then shouldn't that be worth fighting for? The SF-25 has its ups and downs too. The radio sounded bad on Lewis' end If you were still in Ferrari you won't appreciate the joy of just getting points Williams celebrate you for just finishing the race I think it's because they're just happy to know you're racing for them

[ CS ] Not a fan, huh?

[ You ] Oh, stop it. I was trying to comfort you

[ CS ] There's things I know already but sometimes I forget I needed that reminder

[ You ] You're welcome. Whatever happens on the weekend, Williams has your back

[ CS ] Do I have your support too? Even if you're not a fan?

[ You ] I'll think about it

IN THE MORNING, YOU GET HIS PHONE NUMBER. He apparently landed in London three hours before you woke up. This is usually the time they call you and then ask to see your face to jerk off. Carlos tells you that he feels perverted texting on a dating app. It's ironic. The first day of the week, he constantly texted you. It's about normal things; barely about the actual weekend. The London weather, the food he's eating, how both of you want to get out of your jobs just to go out and see the sun—if you could even see it in this weather. You even try to pry his private instagram off him but he says there's too many embarassing pictures. He says when you meet in person, he'll show you; meaning, you won't be able to take screenshots. He said when. Not if, when.

[ CS ] Do you wanna come to Silverstone?

[ You ] Why? Sending me a ticket?

[ CS ] If you want. I'm allowed to send garage passes to friends

[ You ] I heard that the view from the garage isn't that great Can barely watch the race in there

[ CS ] It's not that bad. I'll be there

[ You ] I'd rather not see you in the actual garage during races I wanna see you in the car

[ CS ] Haha. Think about it

[ You ] I joined a giveaway anyways a few months ago. I don't think I won it

[ CS ] Really?

[ You ] They haven't given me an e-mail. It's fine, I can watch at home Image attatched

[ CS ] Cute. Where did you buy that?

[ You ] On Etsy. There's a lot of merch for Carlos Sainz lol

[ CS ] Do you have those bracelets too?

[ You ] Yeah. I made some. I put SainzSlut on one of them

[ CS ] You have to show that to me in the garage

[ You ] Lol. Yeah, sure I will

[ CS ] What episode are you on on 911?

ON TUESDAY, YOU GOT A TICKET AND FULL ACCOMMODATION FOR YOUR STAY NEAR THE TRACK. You don't tell it to 'Carlos', he doesn't talk about it either. That doesn't surprise you. You won the giveaway last minute and 'Carlos' doesn't know that. You take a quiet sick leave when you coughed all over the place and they forced you to go home. You rushed over to the assigned hotel and wait for the weekend to come. For the first few hours arriving on the track, you were so surprised that you forgot to text your 'Carlos' about it. When you see the Williams hospitality, you remember him.

[ You ] Hey, Carlos?

[ CS ] Yeah?

[ You ] Are you gonna meet me or what? Attatched image

You put your phone away and breathe the fresh air of the real Carlos Sainz. Bumble Carlos was nice, you feel bad for him every second the longer you don't reveal your face. Before you can take a step inside, your phone rings. It's Carlos. If he wants to jerk off before you block him, well, I guess he picked the right opportunity. You looked pretty good today.

Opening the call with your front camera, you laugh, "You finally dropping the act?"

"Hm? I'm behind you."

Carlos Sainz stands behind you with a bright smile on his face. You're glued to the pavement as he walks over, embracing you. He's warm. He's so fucking real. Your mind runs in different moments of your chatting and you realize that you have just been talking to Carlos Sainz. No one believed him because everyone thought he was faking it—you did too except, you gave him a chance because it was funny.

Something else didn't make sense. You pull away, looking up at him in confusion. "Why am I the only one confused?" you point, "I'm... I'm surprised I've been talking to—well, you. But you're..?"

He laughs like there's something funny about this. Pulling out his phone, he takes half a moment to search something on it. When he shows it to you, it's the picture of Luna on your stomach. He says, quite plainly, "Your mirror was right there on the floor."

Shit. The crisis is lost on Carlos as he leads you inside the hospitality with a hand on your back. "I'm really hurt you think I was faking it," he says, sounding not hurt at all. "I even saved you a very nice spot in my driver's room. There's a TV there you can watch the race very comfortably. If you still don't want to watch the race in the garage, of course."

Well, you're here anyways. You're here with Carlos on your shoulder and treating you normally. There's no going back to this madness now. "I need to make sure I'm there when I watch you get the podium," you tell him. "Plus, I wanna see you put on the SainzSlut bracelet in front of James Vowles." Carlos laughs and does just that when Sunday comes around. You think you're just quite like Williams, just happy to be here with Carlos next to you.

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[thequietkid-moonie]

Their crush doesn’t think they are being serious

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Lyney, Argenti, Tamaki ]

[ Genshin Impact ] [ Honkai Star Rail ] [ Ouran High School Host Club ]

I admit it ✋🏼🐭🤚🏼 this was really funny to write, specially because is with overwhelmingly beautiful men (I don't say it, science says it)

Lyney

As a magician Lyney has to be misterious and carismatic to captivate the public and perform his magic tricks, he has a gift with words and is actually really talktive (unlike his siblings), is just the way he is and the moment he end up falling in love that part of his personality will just grow more

For Lyney to fall in love it doesn't take much time and yet he isn't exactly easy to fall in love, he needs to know you first but his crush is developed pretty quick, still he stays quite unaware of his own feeling for a while, Lyney is smart and has to have everything under control due being magician but when it comes to you he just knows that you are like part of his family and he wants to be close to you, he wants to make performances for you, magic tricks that will leave you in awe

No matter how much Lyney tries to deny his feeling due his shyness and insecurities it becomes quite obvious for how hard he tries to learn more magic tricks and perfect the ones you like the most, how he is always eager to see your reaction, how he jokes about doing a whole performance only for you or even by the fact that he had gave you rainbow roses at least once

Its thanks to his denial that he can be sending confusing signals since he just insist that all the flirting is because he is a magician! its all part of his magic tricks, and even so he will not quite realice that is thanks to all his confusing signals that you don't take him seriously, is just for the magic after all

At the end it will be Lynette who will make him not only admit his feeling for you but also who will make him realice what he have caused, about how he had being so worried about saying that all is for the magic that he himself is destroying any kind of opportunity he may have with you, and, honeslty, once Lyney finally understand what he have done he feels quite devastated

Then again, it has to be Lynette who get him out of his paniced state to tell him that if he really wants to have a chance with you he better start acting seriously on those feelings, the problems is that he doesn't know what to do now, he has being serious with what he have being trying (despite not fully accepting his feeling yet)

At the end Lyney will not change much on his tactics to try to win your heart but this time he is visibly more sincere, even going as far as putting the magic trick aside for a moment to simply hang out (reducing the magic tricks to small moments just to surprise you and focused on showing a true and direct interest on you), also, at the end Lynette will be dragged into this to help him (despite the fact that she had threated offered to directly go to you and directly tell you about his brother's feelings)

Argenti

As a Knight of beauty Argenti spread the word of the beauty, seeing beauty in everything and everyone, and, as a gentleman he always compliments others since for him is only normal to apreciate all the beauty in the name of Idrila, despite always spreading compliments and sweet words everything he says is said with a lot of sincerity, he wouldn't dare to lie when talking about beauty

For him to develop a crush it isn't too dificult nor takes too much time, still his love grows with time as he gets to know you better, even so, nothing stops him to express that love to you or anyone who is willing to hear, not only love is such a beautiful feeling but he bet that your beauty can only be compared to Idrila themself, and since he doesn't have shame to speak his heart out, being showered in compliments isn't something new nor weird when being with him (unless, of course, it is something that makes you uncomfortable)

It could be quite flattering reciving so much compliments, but since Argenti is always spreding words of appreciation to anything beautiful (wich in his eyes is everything really) it would be understandable to believe that, despite his constant compliments and words of love you aren't too special on his eyes, he sees beauty in everything so it may not really be diferent when those words are directed towards you

Wich couldn't be far from the truth, Argenti has no problem with directly expressing his love to you (but respecting your bounduries), and, honestly, as time pass and he gets to know you better his compliments and words become even more personal and sincere, he start expressing his admiration for who you are

Despite the fact that Argenti seems blinded by his devotion for the beauty he is actually really perceptive, if you don't tell him directly that you don't take too serious his compliments it would only take him a little while for him to notice it, he wouldn't mind much if you are unfazed but he worries that he may be making you uncomfortable or even offending you, so he politely decides to ask you if there is something wrong or even if he is making you uncomfortable

Honestly, he will end up deeply apologize for making you doubt the sincerity of his words before expressing directly the deep love he feels for you, swearing on his life, on his honor as knight of beauty and even in the name of Idrila themself if necesary that he is being completely sincere, he wouldn't dare to joke about something like that or play with your feelings in such cruel and horrible way. Despite being a literal love confesion Argenti doesn't exactly expects an answer right away, he just hopes that with this will put you at ease about his true intentions and love

Tamaki Suoh

Tamaki is quite carismatic and has no shame on flirting with the girls that comes to the host club, in his eyes he is just making them happy so there is nothing bad on it, the problem comes when he develop a crush on someone

For him to fall in love is actually pretty quick, but what will take quite some time is for him to realice those feelings, somehow he sees that crush as a simply close friendship and even insist that is all, he just cares too much for you and since he is the leader of the host club is his responsability to take care of you (even if you aren't part of the club)

Tamaki is stuck between being easily jealous along with wanting your undivided attention and insisting that what he feels aren't romantic feelings, so even if he can be clingy and directly affectionate he just doesn't admit his feeling directly nor out loud, as well, despite being in love with someone he doesn't really let that affect his job as a host (or well, he isn't affected when you aren't around)

At the end the ones who will notice not only his crush but also the fact that his crush doesn’t take him seriously is the rest of the club, who just end up pitying him, while Hikaru and Kaoru like teasing him, Kyoka tries to make him understand that what he is doing is just ruining any kind of chance he has with you, Haruhi tries to help too but she mostly just tell you to don't take him too seriously nor personal, not even him knows what he is doing exactly

It will take a long time of explaining and thinking for him to realice not only his feeling but also how he is actually messing up his oportunity, and even when is the fact that he is flirty and openly affectionate with the people who comes to the club Tamaki feels like is that charisma one of his most valuable quirks, so even if thats the reason why you don't think he is being serious when he flirts with you he will keep trying that way because that is the only way he knows

Once Tamaki finally understand the situation he feels quite devastated, he feel so down and even takes it a little too personal, worrying that you think that he may being trying just to play with your feeling, and yet he tries to woo you with the same cheesy and quite dramatic ways he have always did but this time he is trying his best to show some sincerity too, this time he is trying really hard to show sincere care and love, even some vulnerability

This time it isn't him only saying sweet words, this time Tamaki is trying to win your heart the right way, learning what you like and showing true interest in who you are, hopefuly you will accept his sincere courtships (and maybe forgive him for making you feel like he was just playing around)

[livelaughloveluffy]

Hi HELP uhm this is my first time um asking but like idk if you do requests but uhm I was wondering if you could do luffy comforting reader on their period,, perchance... if not that totally finee ❤️🤑 I hope you have a great day or night I also enjoy your writings alot they r so sweet and they make me happy ,, okay bye 🥷

comfort - monkey d. luffy

a/n: firstly!! thank you so much for your request!! im so happy you enjoy my writing!! 💗 this was definitely well timed since i was planning something similar to your request!! i hope you like this!!! you have a great day/night as well!!! 💗💗💗

nothing but fluff here! 💗

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when he comforts you:

-luffy is the sweetest boy and the second he picks up on you feeling slightly off, he's all over you. clinging to your body, asking you hundreds of doting questions. the phrase "are you sure?" is something you are destined to hear millions of times because luffy does tend to miss some social cues and he really want to make sure he understands how you're feeling because you mean the world to him 😭

-this baby will do anything and everything to make you smile. silly faces galore, bad puns and jokes, you name it, he's done it. it breaks his heart to see you without a smile, or to not hear the sound of your laughter.

-his simplistic and naive nature unironically makes luffy give the best advice 💀 he doesnt even do it on purpose, he just has a way to instantly comfort and ease you. "everything will work out!!! im here for you!" he'll tell you with the sweetest smile and his signature laugh

-he's a clinger, he'll hold onto you super tight, wrapping his legs around your waist with his arms dangling around your neck giving you constant cuddles. his soft raven hair tickling your cheek as his chin rests on your shoulder, his warm soft skin radiating through your clothes. he doesn't want to leave you alone and physical reassurance is so extremely natural to him.

-luffy is for sure a praiser. you've heard hundreds of thousands of reminders of how amazing, kind, smart, funny, cool, thoughtful, etc. you are. he showers you with words of affirmation as often as possible

-when you're sick, injured, or on your period: he's such a worrier 😭😭😭 he absolutely refuse to leave your side at all, no matter how much you protest and say you're fine. luffy will 100% crawl into your bed, pulling you into his arms, wrapping them two times too many around your waist, holding you close to him. he's always down to get you plenty of snacks, as long as you promise to share, however this often ends up with sanji barging into your room chasing after luffy, with his arms holding half the contents of kitchen pantry. you are his favorite snack buddy after all 😌

when he needs comforting:

-physical touch is a huge comfort to luffy, he will constantly need your hands all over him, your body pressed against him, kisses peppered across his skin, any and all physical contact instantly relieves him.

-he definitely appreciates it when you steal extra food and snacks for him, or sweet-talking sanji into making special desserts that you then pass to luffy.

- luffy does thrive off of hearing praise, so its a great relief to him when he hears you tell him how he's doing a good job, he's a great captain, and other similar sentiments.

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a/n: luffy's my sweet boy and i love him so near and dear to my heart 😭😭😭 i'm thinking about starting a taglist, so if anyone is interested in that just let me know!!

a/n: enjoyed this fic? here's my masterlist!!

[twst-rose-prisms]

Hi! Can i ask for some preference for the twst boys? Like who would want a cute/naive s!o, who would want smart/ sexy s!o, silly/goofy one or something like that? Just the guys preference in s!o ? Thanks!

Hi hi~ First of all, I'm super sorry for not answering for a long long time cuz I was out of this blog and fandom 😭 If you're still active then this one is for you my amazing rosie! My first request ever so I'm still learning bu~t I tried my best! (shout out to my bestie for helping me a ton with this 🙏🙏) Btw I'm separating this into 3 parts so it won't be too long~

Twst boys preference for their partner

Characters: All NRC students (except Ortho) x Reader Genre: Fluff Reminder: This is just a headcanon post, so even if you aren't your loved one's preference, do not worry! Remember, love might have preference, but it's never the final thing that decides one's partner, so rest assured~ Your lovely twst boys love you no matter what 🌹❤️ Part 1 | Part 2 (coming soon) | Part 3 (coming soon)

🌹 Riddle 🌹

- He would definitely like someone who is responsible and serious about their work just like himself. He admires it whenever they're strict to follow the rules and understand the importance of it like how he is as well. Seeing how diligent they are about their schoolwork would also earn a good impression from the housewarden himself, even better if they're a decently knowledgeable person. - Though he probably needs someone who's always there in his most tired, vulnerable moment too; someone who will comfort him, tell him that he did well, etc. just be there to whisper sweet words, like how hardworking he was on that day, he'll melt into their embrace almost immediately. Let him rest his head on your shoulder or chest, slowly drifting off from tiredness yet his face looks so peaceful and content... Your warmth and gentleness are something he definitely needs after everything that he endured and went through. Of course, those moments are rare since he need to put on a front being a honor student and a dorm leader, so be sure to stick by his side to catch it. - He needs a s/o who can tell him to get loose and take breaks occasionally too, due to how he always being strict on himself. Or whenever he gets angry, they'll be there to calm him down so he won't start an outburst knowing how easily angry he can get. - He isn't really keen on appearance too much, but he would prefer it if his s/o know how to dress properly and formally enough. He is a housewarden after all, so a partner that dress as good as him is enough for a great impression towards Riddle. No need for such things like super fancy make-up or expensive jewelries. - Bonus: if his s/o knows how to bake, surprise him his with favorite sweet strawberry tart occasionally! He'll be pretty flustered that they put so much love and effort into this beautiful tart and would just melt internally, and every bite would taste like heaven for sure 💖

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♥️ Ace ♥️

- He's definitely into people who know how to make jokes or have fun, it's one of the most important things to create impressions toward a guy like him after all! It never hurts to let loose and have fun once in a while y'know. - Though it doesn't have to be someone fun all the time, it could just be someone who could be able to keep up with his shenanigans most of the time or just know how to get loose instead of being uptight or serious. Of course, that doesn't mean letting this guy commit whatever horrible thing he's about to do, his s/o has an important mission and that is to stop him from getting scolded again by the teachers! - He's definitely an appearance type of guy, I mean, just guys being guys y'know; he's probably into cute, cheerful type or maybe a bit girly. But his s/o doesn't have to appear to his taste entirely, just someone being confident enough in their look also earns a point from him too! Giving him a big, goofy grin while making funny hand sings definitely would earn a laugh out of this guy for sure. - Because he's a rather mischievous type of guy, his s/o could be someone who can keep up with it. Or even better, being teasing or joking back at him, it would catch him off guard his s/o actually followed along and that would definitely want him to get their attention. The more unexpected they're around him, the more he would want their attention since he thought they're the most interesting person he has ever encountered! (He won't admit that it's because he falls for them though) - Bonus: One way to get his affection is to watch him playing basketball, like cheering him on or patiently waiting for the match to be over. Just imagine his reaction when you give him a cheerful grin and give him a cool drink as a way to tell him he did well! I'm sure you've earned a spot in his heart at that moment 💖

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♠️ Deuce ♠️

- Because he used to be a rumble delinquent, he probably needs a s/o that would accept his past and encourage him to not be scared, because they'll accept him for who he is no matter what, and that's what he's looking for the most in his partner because he too, want someone to tell him that it's okay to have a bad past, but what matter is how he is himself now and they love him for it~ - No matter how he acts, specifically, whenever he switches to his delinquent mode by accident in front of his s/o, he doesn't want you to be scared or avoid him because of it. That is the last thing he ever wanted - to hurt his partner. And if you saw his "bad boy" mode by accident, be sure to reassure him that you are totally alright with it and it won't drive you away! - He will admire a s/o who is diligent, smart and hardworking, since he is also a hardworking person after all. If his s/o is someone that shows their knowledge in a way that goes "Oh, I read this in a book that..." then our boy is gonna be super impressed! He loves it when you also talk about something you like too and share your knowledge with him, he'll always be ready to listen just to be impressed all over again like the first time. Since he's a slow learner, it would also be great if you could be patient and teach him things that he asks you, don't worry, he is very attentive, especially since it's you being his tutor after all. - He'll probably like it if his s/o is someone strong physically, even better if they don't appear like it; just imagine the astonished look on his face when he sees them easily carry heavy things despite their appearance! He'll be impressed but in another way (if you get what I mean...) - Bonus: If his s/o is someone who can take the lead or initiate a relationship then it's definitely something that will make him melt! Like just imagine if they kiss him or hold his hand suddenly, just being surprisingly affectionate and he'll become a blob! He might not admit it, but it's probably something that he's into, considering how easily flustered he can get when it comes to things like romance 💖

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♣️ Trey ♣️

- I think that out of all the twst characters, Trey is the most easy-going when it comes to partner preference. He's pretty open to any type of people so to him, preference isn't something that he keen on too much, also since he's taking care of everyone most of the time or being the older brother figure, you can expect him to be the perfect, caring boyfriend~ - Though I think he would have special feelings more towards people that are mature with a somewhat older siblings vibe that is capable of taking care of others just like him. He might not appear like it, but he would really appreciate it if he's the one receiving instead of the other way around once in a while, it's the most effective way towards his heart! - It doesn't have to be a s/o that's mature or has an older sibling vibe all the time, they can also just be someone really sweet and supportive. Actively helping him out in the kitchen or tagging along with him in school, that is enough to tell him how affectionate they are towards him, and he too, would be affectionate back towards them. - Perhaps it could also be a s/o that likes hearing jokes or easy-going like him too. Occasionally, he would joke around or make small teases, and if his s/o replied with a laugh or just showed how much they're having fun around him, he would feel really relieved that they love this side of him too, since not many people can take jokes well or sometimes they would even take it seriously. (Ex: the Walrus seal oyster sauce joke) - Bonus: If his s/o is someone who loves sweets then get ready for a gift full of sweetness (literally and figuratively) delivered to them almost everyday! Simply complimenting how delicious they're with a happy expression and that would be enough to earn a heart point from Trey! Even more if his s/o gives him something that they baked themselves as a gift, I'm sure he'll treasure every single little bite with how much effort they put into them 💖

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♦️ Cater ♦️

- Because he's a trendy, fun loving person, I think he would definitely like a s/o that is a fun fellow to be around him! Even better if they also like trendy things; just imagine you guys talking for hours and hours about the latest trends and how do you 2 can follow it, especially those couple trends on magicam. - But of course, it doesn't have to be someone with the same preference as him, it could just be someone chill and easygoing too. If his s/o is a curious, attentive person then he'll definitely love sharing his interests and all the latest trends if they ask him. They don't have to follow it, the way they give him a curious cute look while listening to him talking is already enough to show how much they care about him, and he would be so into them! - He's still overall a chill person that wanna take it easy, so he probably would like his s/o to be the same as him too. Sometimes, just a comfortable silence between the two of you would be enough as he scrolls through his phone casually, with your head on his shoulder or vice versa. - He might have a few preferences when it comes to appearance, such as a cute, trendy or confident s/o who knows how to style themselves. It's totally okay if they're someone more casual, but a well-dressed appearance is if not, a must if you want to impress him first hand. - Bonus: I think Cater is not a person who falls in love easily, but if his s/o tell him how much they love him with a genuine expression, eyes full of sincerity like they really, really mean it, then he'll fall more than just hard~ He probably received a lot of compliments before but none probably meant genuine for him, until he meets someone as amazing as you 💖

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🦁 Leona 🦁

- Oh, you're pretty daring enough if you wanna date someone like him. I mean, he's the housewarden of Savanaclaw we're talking about here, a real lion prince, if you managed to get his heart then I'd say you're already pretty great yourself! I mean, you already saw how others think of him with their tails in between their legs... - Though, if we're talking about preference, he would definitely like someone who won't be noisy and interrupt his precious napping time. Maybe someone that lets him lay down on their lap, stroking his hair or his fluffy ears while he's sleeping. He might deny it but those low purrs and growls are telling a whole different story. Sometimes he could also use them as a great pillow to hug too, with his head on your chest and arm wrapped around your frame, just be prepared for staying like that for the next 3 hours though... - He would find naive s/o interesting too, so easy to mess around and tease, their expression is truly entertaining to watch with the way their round eyes look astonished, then blush brightly from the way he tease them. Like a lion messing around with the little naive herbivore~ He could never get enough or tired of it. - Maybe he would also like a s/o that can be bold or challenging at the right time. Surprises are a welcoming thing, and Leona isn't an exception to it. A somewhat teasing, flirty relationship between you two would be entertaining and also something fun that he would seek for, he does like it when his "prey" fight back after all, though he'll just eat them up in the end like a lion he is. (interpret it as however you want...) - Bonus: One way to really catch the lion prince off-guard is outsmarting him. Pretty hard to do considering how Leona is, I know, but once your wits manage to catch him by the tail, he'll be pretty surprised his s/o is someone more than just his expectation. Maybe acting a little bit daring while we're at it, but I'm sure that he knows how special his s/o is and that no one else is like them 💖

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🐆 Ruggie 🐆

- I think for Ruggie, he probably would prefer a s/o that is smart and witty like him, maybe even better if they're street smart too as he'll be very impressed someone is the same as him. After all, people who have great practical skills can't be someone lazy from a spoiled, rich family right? Don't get him wrong, he didn't mean bad things, but it's just so because he grew up in such an environment, you couldn't blame him for thinking like that. - Though of course, it doesn't have to be someone like him, it could just be a s/o that likes to take care of others or be very supportive too. They can help him out with his errands; expect him to ask if you want anything in return though, since it has been his mindset for a long time now. But hey, if you help him enough in a sincere way without asking for something else, he might start to open his heart to you a bit and trust you more...? Everything takes time including love after all, so be patient~ - Another preference he would like maybe a somewhat naive s/o. Teasing them is nothing but fun for a cunning hyena like him. I mean, he could also use this chance to impress him with his skills in a way too, their face is just so entertaining to watch, but he probably warns them to be careful or bad people gonna get to them easily~ (ex: Ruggie himself) - Because Ruggie grew up really poor, he is someone who treasures and treats food way more important than normal people would, so if his s/o is someone who knows how to cook then he'd feel like he just stepped into heaven~ I mean, just imagine the happy but surprised face when they feed him such luxurious handmade food that they put so much love into, he feels like he's eating a buffet! His s/o could also make lunch for him daily as well, you two could share together as you feed him your homemade food, and his round ears would twitch in happiness for sure. - Bonus: Something sweet, surprising and genuine would be the best way to get his heart. For example, a bag full of warm, fluffy donuts would do! He loves those sweet treats a lot, so if you have free time be sure to bake some for him alright? As there's a phrase goes "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach" after all 💖

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🐺 Jack 🐺

- He would like someone very responsible about themselves and take their work seriously and fairly with no underhanded methods or cheating. Seeing how diligent they are, he definitely would think his s/o is a great and respectful person to be with. I think if they recognize him and compliment him back, that will get him flustered too, though he might deny it with a grumpy expression. (He's just being a bit of a "tsundere" as you call it) - Someone with a moral worthy of his respect is also one of his preferences too. Do try to not misunderstand his coldness, he's a real softie deep down, so if you act kind towards him with no ill intent whatsoever, he'll quickly understand what kind of a person you are and won't be cold towards you much the more you two hanging out... and maybe it'll turn into something more precious than just friendship~ - Once you earn his respect, he'll become your biggest protector that you can imagine. Nobody will dare to mess around with you once you have a giant bodyguard like him tagging along. If his s/o is a bit of a tease and affectionate person, remember to thank him with small pecks on the cheek or a hug, our wolf boy would be pretty flustered with a wagging tail! Speaking of that, he wouldn't mind a bit of a tease too since I think he would like it. (Although he'll deny it again or so) - He isn't an appearance type of person, but if his s/o is someone smaller or shorter than him then his protecting instinct would happen more often. Also, it's cute when your smaller frame tries to wrap both arms around his bigger one, he would unconsciously feel flustered but also found it a bit cute. - Bonus: While it might sound a bit rude to him... or not, but I think if his s/o treats him like he's a big, cuddly and fluffy dog he would get super flustered. Like imagine you give him a big, cute grin while petting his big ears or his super poofy fluffy tail, oh the wolf boy would be so "tsun" about it. His s/o is the only one who can touch his tail or brush it! It's also a way to show affection towards a big wolf like him too, so don't hold back 💖

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To be continued! Stay tuned for part 2~

[heretical-cogitations]

Barkhammer 40k Part 2

Part 1 - for Primarchs 1 - 11

Just letting you all know the 40k is the yearly cost caring for his 18 dogs.

oopies got a bit more descriptive in this one...

Anyway back to the doggies

12 - Angron - Newfoundland

a sweet tempered, gentle and extremely well trained lil guy, now.

he was a rescue from a very abusive home and for the first year of 2 he was very guarded and aggressive but with time he has settled.

He is the biggest defender and guardian for his dog brothers and big E.

13 - Roboute Guilliman - corgi

a true lap dog through and through he loves being pampered and relaxing. Food stealer, specifically of cheese and cold cuts.

tidies his toys up once he is done. Don't get in his way he has a system.

Struggles to jump onto the couch and is helped by the others. Has regular visits with his parents and old litter, goes in fancy dress.

14 - Mortarion - ibizan hound

Morty was a v poorly pooch when he was little, but he pulled through despite the odds, lives with some lingering symptoms now and can't always keep up with his brothers.

because of that wasn't well socialised and so is quite a loner and territorial but will spend time and play after a while.

Loves attention but doesn't know how to ask, will stare at you and nudge a toy or his paw then glare. very funny but once you pick up on it he is all over you. (you're his friend now).

15 - Magnus the Red - Irish setter (he is very photogenic)

Look at this distinguished smart gent. Red, friendly and beautiful - maggy is a very placid dog

extremely smart watches the tv intently and when he was a puppy the only way to get him to sleep without him crying the second you left was by reading to him.

Likes to wrap himself around pert and keep him safe. Russ really likes play fighting with him but he gets a swift paw shove away.

16 - Horus Lupercal - Leonberger

Big E's favourite... he says he doesn't have a fave but its a bit obvious when he is allowed to on top of you and act like he is small dog.

a prize winning show dog that everyone loves he has won best in show at crufts he is just that charming and loveable.

He loves kids and babies, if it was up to him though, he would just want to run around with his brothers, but he will never say no to the treats and attention...

17 - Lorgar Aurelian - Bedlington Terrier

strange looking thing but easily wins people over with how cute and cuddly he is.

Has gotten lost in a flock of sheep with lambs before , also on a few occasions has walked off with other people because he wanted to play.

Very vocal dog but in the will answer back to you way if you ask if he wants a treat you get a lil woof in response.

18 - Vulkan - Great Dane

will find sunspots or anywhere warm and bask

very very gentle

loves everyone gets sad when other humans, dogs and animals don't like him back but he is persistent and ends up making friends everywhere he goes

19 - Corvus Corax - border collie

shy little guy with the cutest smile ever

hides in the house sometimes - this has caused many a panic when Big E thinks he has escaped or ran away only to have the top of his head tickled by the end of his tail (how the fuck did he get into the LOFT?!

very crafty, opens up with time but needs his space. (you feel like the dog whisperer the first time he comes over to you without you begging him or bribing him with food).

20 - Alpharius Omegon - indistinguishable legion of crusty white dogs

They just started appearing one day, some say big e just leaves the back door unlocked to let them in.

Others say they were the first dogs he got. No one truly knows , the dog never looks the same.

Even the other dogs are tilt their heads at the crusty ones, especially when they look like a smaller version of them...

[starlitmelanin]

she tries to get over her crush on her childhood best friend jude by trying to set him up with other people. recipe for disaster, actually.🥴

no good deed | jude bellingham

pairing - jude x fem!reader

word count - 1.1k

warnings - none

it starts with lily.

lily is near perfect. she's smart, funny, doesn’t have the slightest clue about football — but, she’s sweet enough.

you figure, if you can get jude to fall for someone like lily, you can convince your heart to calm the hell down. you're not sure of the logic there, but it makes sense at 2 am when you're staring at the ceiling, wondering why you're such an idiot.

"hey jude," you say one evening, as he jumps to sit on your bathroom counter, while you do your skin care routine before bed. "what do you think about lily?"

he looks at you, eyebrows raised. "lily? she's cool, i guess. why?"

you try to sound casual. "i dunno, just thought you two might get along."

he shrugs. "maybe. but i'm not really looking for anything right now, you know?"

you nod, pretending like that doesn't make your heart do a stupid little flip. of course, he's not looking for anything. he's focused on his career, on being the best. it's one of the things you love about him. dammit.

but you're not one to give up easily. next, you try suggesting clara. clara, who's a bit of a wild card but has this infectious energy that you think might be good for jude. plus, she's been eyeing him for months.

"clara asked about you the other day," you say nonchalantly while you're at a party.

jude glances over at her, then back at you. "clara? really?"

"yeah. i think she likes you."

he laughs, shaking his head. "she's fun and all, but not really my type."

you swallow your frustration. "what is your type then?"

he looks thoughtful for a moment, then shrugs. "dunno. someone who gets me, i guess. someone i can just... be myself with."

you know he's talking about you. you know he is. but you also know he doesn't see you that way. it's like some cosmic joke.

weeks pass, and you keep trying. each time, he's polite, he's interested, but it never goes anywhere. part of you is relieved, but another part is just tired. why can't you just tell him how you feel? why are you such a coward?

one evening, you're both sitting on his couch, some mindless tv show playing in the background. you've given up on the whole setting-him-up-with-someone-else thing, and he seems to sense your frustration.

"you've been weird lately," he says, nudging you with his shoulder. "what's going on?"

you laugh, but it's hollow. "nothing. just... life."

he doesn't buy it. "come on, we've known each other forever. you can tell me."

and that's the problem, isn't it? you can't tell him. you can't tell him that every time he smiles at you, it feels like the sun is shining just for you. you can't tell him that every time he dates someone new, it feels like someone's twisting a knife in your gut. you can't tell him that you're so stupidly, hopelessly in love with him that you can't even see straight.

instead, you say, "it's just... complicated."

he looks at you for a long moment, and you wonder if maybe he knows. if maybe he's always known. but then he smiles, and it's the same smile he's given you a thousand times, and you realise he doesn't. he has no idea.

"well, whatever it is," he says, "you know i'm here for you, right?"

and that's what breaks you. because he is there for you. he's always been there for you. and you're so tired of pretending. so tired of lying to yourself.

"yeah," you whisper. "i know."

you leave early that night, making some excuse about needing to get up early. he looks disappointed, but he doesn't push. you're grateful for that.

back at home, you stare at your reflection in the mirror. you look the same as always, but everything feels different. you can't keep doing this to yourself. you can't keep tearing yourself apart for someone who will never see you the way you want him to.

so you make a decision. you're going to tell him. you're going to lay it all out, consequences be damned. you'd rather have the truth out there, even if it means losing him, than keep living this half-life.

the next day, you call him. "can we talk?"

he senses the seriousness in your tone and agrees immediately. you meet at some secluded park, the same park where you grew up together. it feels fitting, somehow.

"what's up?" he asks, concern etched on his face.

you take a deep breath. "i need to tell you something. and i need you to just... listen."

he nods, eyebrows furrowed and attentive.

"i've been in love with you," you start, your voice trembling. "for as long as i can remember. and i tried to ignore it, tried to set you up with other people, tried to do anything to stop feeling this way. but it's not working. and i can't keep pretending."

his face is unreadable, and you feel your heart pounding in your chest. you brace yourself for rejection, for the inevitable awkwardness that will follow.

but then he steps closer, his eyes never leaving yours. "you idiot," he says softly. "why didn't you tell me sooner?"

you blink, stunned. "what?"

he takes your hands in his, and you feel your breath hitch. "i've been in love with you too. but i thought you just saw me as a friend. i didn't want to mess things up."

you stare at him, unable to process his words. "you... what?"

he laughs, and it's the most beautiful sound you've ever heard. "yeah. all this time, i've been waiting for the right moment. i guess we're both idiots, huh?"

you laugh too, a mixture of relief and disbelief flooding through you. "i guess so."

he pulls you into a hug, and you feel like you're finally home. all the pain, all the frustration, it melts away in his arms.

"so," he murmurs, his breath warm against your ear. "what now?"

you smile, pulling back to look at him. "now, we stop being idiots and see where this goes."

he grins, and it's like the sun is shining just for you. "sounds like a plan."

and for the first time in a long time, you feel like everything is going to be okay. because sometimes, the person you've been searching for has been right there all along.

[doodlegirl1998]

You know what's really funny to me? The trope of Bakugou in canon being super talented at everything that he does. In canon it's supposed to be for laughs when he's good at random shit, but I don't understand how it's supposed to be funny when the funnier route would have been that this guy has dedicated himself to nothing else but being extremely good at fighting with his quirk and to be a hero that he's actually super ass at everything else. But I guess having a complex version of Bakugou where he learns that there's more to life than heroics and maybe is way less of a demon isn't something that would have been interesting. ALSO ALSO, genuinely I'm confused as to why people think Bakugou is super smart. Like I get that he was excelling at school and was taking mock UA tests and shit, blah blah blah, but:

A) I can totally see his marks getting doctered by Aldera

B) Passing the UA exam doesn't tell me shit about his intelligence, since people who are "dumber" (Kaminari and Ashido) than him also passed the same exam. Without even knowing the proper format of the test (keeping in mind it's also a standardized test) there's no real way to gauge how "intelligent" someone has to be to do well. Also there's a bunch of General-Ed students who passed that test so again, doesn't tell me much.

C) For all the praise that he receives, there's nothing really like "intelligent" or complex about the plans that Bakugou comes up with when people suck him off for being such a good tactician. He fully somehow thought he could overwhelm fucking ALL-MIGHT with his explosions alone, if he's such a good tactician why would he all of a sudden fuck this up? Also, his "counter" to Uraraka's plan was just do bigger explosions, so again, nothing to do with his actual intellect, it's just his quirk. Which brings me to,

D) Bakugou fully should have been taken out by Uraraka's plan. I get that she was tanking hits and he wasn't, but he suffers no backlash at all from unleashing his quirk all day, and is even able to fire off massive explosions no problem. I don't care what bullshit excuse Horikoshi or the fandom comes up with, unless Bakugou has a second quirk that makes him indestructible or lets him cancel out forces, those massive explosions would have shattered his arms and legs from the recoil. But nooooooo, Todoroki suffers from acute frosbite and Midoriya shatters himself when he uses OfA. But Bakugou? Ah well, sometimes we'll remember that he's running out of sweat or his wrists will hurt a little or sumthin.

E) Why is Bakugou (and I guess Kirishima by extension as well) more ripped and buff then Midoriya when canonically somehow managed to balance a fucking small pick up truck on the last pile of garbage that he stood on when he cleared the beach. Midoriya should be jacked and stacked like Jotaro fucking Kujo in part 3 and be an immovable object, yet some how Bakugou is shown to be physically stronger than him??? Midoriya should be casually lifting couches with the entire class sitting on it so he can vaccum underneath.

PS. I think it would've been exponentially better to have IZUKU be the one who is good and talented at random shit. Like the kid who didn't have the one thing that is required of all heroes (a quirk) and tries to overcompensate for his "uselessness" by being insanely talented and skilled at tons of different hobbies would have been an awesome angle, he's genius enough to pull it off. Not only would it give us more insight on his life before All Might, but it would also make Bakugou less of a Mary Sue (seriously, the narrative bends over backwards for him) and Izuku less of an untalented loser (again, the narrative loves shitting on him, sweet Jesus). Having Bakugou be terrible at everything besides heroics and Izuku being good at everything "besides heroics" might've made for an interesting character parallel that Hori insists on shoving down our throats for 400 chapters straight 😒

Hi @stormiclown 👋

💯. I completely agree with this.

Bakugou being ass at everything that doesn't involve his quirk would have been much funnier, and it would have made more sense narratively for the reasons you listed.

In a good story, that fact would have also forced Bakugou to grow and realise that in UA, he's no longer a big fish in a small pond - he's just one of many talented children.

As you rightfully pointed out, it would have made much more narrative sense for IZUKU to be the ripped one, to be the talented and intelligent one. He would have felt like he would have had to prove he wasn't useless growing up, so it would have made more sense for Izuku to have dozens of hidden (and developed - where did Izuku's quirk analysis go?!) talents.

Then, for Izuku to feel jarred by the amount of praise and appreciation he is getting now, he isn't "useless quirkless Deku" that he felt like he was at Aldera. Then for Izuku to flourish and grow as a result.

[starreyblueberry]

THIS SOMEHOW TURNED INTO A JIMMYTIMMY FIC THIS WAS SUPPOSE TO JUST BE A RAMBLE.. LOWKEY brainrot over Timmy and Jimmy right now. Ignoring the fact that the specials are some of the best episodes from BOTH of the shows (idk what people say 1 2 and 3 were all peak), the characters Timmy and Jimmy have such potential?? Like two polar opposites who use different forms of creation to express their creativity, yet similar kids who could find solstice within each other, as they both feel left out within their lives due to differences they cant quite fix, but still are able to understand each other. How they both became quick friends who bicker, and actually taught each other how to live, idk I think it's sweet.

Maybe they kept in touch over the years? That they texted till Midnight? That they considered each other their best friends at one point? I mean- it would make sense! With what they both go though, especially if it spans years, them becoming best friends, being able to understand each other like no one else, it makes sense. They would visit each other's dimensions as much as they could. They didn't want to destroy the multiverse, but they also wanted to see each other. Jimmy had a small google calendar that at least once a month, had "Timmy Turner stay over" or "Visit Turner's dimension." Jimmy and Timmy would have sleepovers at each other's place, usually Timmy staying a few days with Jimmy. They would go too amusement parks one day, and space the next. Jimmy became close with the computer programs "Cosmo and Wanda" as well, having conversations with them about his inventions, and giving him actual advice! (Mostly Wanda, Cosmo usually just tried to shoot random things with his wand- but he was sweet in his own way) They even had a prototype called "Poof" appear once in a while. He usually clung onto Timmy and would call him his older brother (he questions the true sentience of these beings). They both had memorized every nook and cranny of each other's houses/cities. They both could pass as residents there with how much knowledge they had of the other dimensions. Hell- all of Timmy's friends knew who Jimmy was and all of Jimmy's friends knew who Timmy was. They even visited each other's schools a few times! They were part of each others lives even if they weren't part of the same reality, Timmy would teach Jimmy how to relax, it was something Jimmy struggled with, especially as he grew up. He was making world-altering inventions daily, but when Timmy was around, sometimes he would just listen to him talk about comics or go on a walk on a different planet. It was peaceful, especially as Timmy would push that he didn't always need to solve everything, and he was allowed to take breaks. Sure Jimmy still overwork himself, but he doesn't feel as guilty when he takes naps anymore. Jimmy taught Timmy that he's never alone and that people do in fact care about him besides his godparents. That while his family sucked, he wasn't fated to just be miserable. He was creative, kind, smart, funny, and people were idiots if they couldn't see that. Timmy won't ever admit to shedding a tear that day, as well as getting a gift for him the next day (A drawing of Gonard and Jimmy, as well as a polaroid attached to it of Timmy and Jimmy on the beach, splashing water on each other.) Timmy gained a bit more hope in the future after that.

Eventually, Jimmy could really see Timmy being his friend forever, and actually had a meaningful bond with him. That he never wants Timmy to leave his side, even if they bicker like a old married couple everyday, even if people tell both of them that their way to destructive together, even if somehow- some enemy of there's wants to make sure they both end up dead, Jimmy wants to find Timmy every step of the way. Timmy would have had the same thoughts if he hadn't known that it was all futile anyway. He would have had the exact same feelings- he does! But he knows that after he's 18, it's over. He knows that the moment the clock strikes 12, he can never step foot in retrovill again, he could never hear the name Jimmy Neutron again outside of blurry memories from his friends. He would forget every adventure, party, sleepover, late-night drives, and multi-dimensional butt-kicking he experienced with Jimmy. Timmy tried to hold it off for so long, he really did. He refused to let Jimmy know anything about this, he didn't want Jimmy trying to solve this, he knew that would be impossible. He didn't want all of his hangouts to just be speculation on how he could stay, he just wanted to spend some time with his best friend. With the person he would have spent the rest of his life with, if it was possible.

Jimmy was working on a surprise gift for Timmy. He was trying to do something creative rather than scientific since that was Timmy's style. He was trying to sew patches onto a pink hoodie, small white stars being embroidered along the sleeve. It looked simple sure, but it was something Jimmy was working on for days! He even set aside his latest project for it, which is saying a lot for Jimmy. They had planned a hangout just 2 days before his birthday, he knew that Timmy always spent his birthday with his computer programs, so an early birthday gift was due! Jimmy could hear the portal booting up from behind him, and he felt a spark of excitement within him. When Timmy stepped out of the portal, Jimmy folded the hoodie in his hands and was ready to hand it to Timmy, he hopped off his chair and walked to Timmy. He noticed the redness in his eyes and his tired demeanor, huh, must have had an adventure with his computer programs the day before. He was going to say Happy Early Birthday and a snarky remark on how he's surprised he reached adulthood. Timmy didn't let Jimmy get one word in before he broke the news though "Jimmy look, please please don't be mad at me I just-" Jimmy could already see the sweat forming on Timmys head, god did Timmy mess up again? dId he fuck up with some sort of extraterrestrial creature and needs his help? for the love of science. "I have something important to tell you." Timmy quietly says. Timmy shoved his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, as he slightly looked down to avoid direct eye contact with Jimmy. "I've wanted to tell you for the past YEAR, and it been so hard to even find the words!" His voice is quickening in pace, he even grabs his hat and starts to fidget with it in his hands. "and I know I fucked up by not telling you sooner I know, but you deserve this explanation for what's about to happen, and I'm just gonna spit it out right here and now-"

Jimmy could see how panicked he was as if he was on a time limit. ... "I'm going to forget you, and retrovill- everything. There's nothing you can do about it either." ...At first, It was denial. Jimmy was so confused, he said he could probably just make a memory machine and bring them back later, all these "dramatics" weren't necessary. I mean, forget the past 8 years? He could practically sense the bullshit coming from that statement, He was already about to start working on it before Timmy refused. He explained how if he kept his memories, the computer programs could "fry up" or whatever. Jimmy just said he could alter them to have better software, but Timmy refused. "Look- I can just upload your memories into my computer and it'll be fine! I already have a bunch of videos of us throughout the years it wouldn't be too hard." He explained very casually, Jimmy quickly glaced over his lab as he said this, his hand following to showcase all the gadgets he could use to easily solve this!

"Jimmy no" Timmy put his hand on his nose, slightly squeezing it. "these programs are beyond whatever science-thingy you can do- its not just science its more complicated-" Jimmy interjected "Science can fix everything Turner, I thought you've known me long enough to know that," He said smugly as he slightly grinned at his comeback. Timmy just glared back, and Jimmy could sense that Timmy didn't want to just bicker around this "Jimmy you can't fix this, this isn't even possible to comprehend to the human mind, even a genius. I can't explain how the memory erasure works but I NEED to forget" Timmy puts his hands in the air as he says this, and his eyes get slightly wide as he continues on "or else there would be consequences that I don't want either of us to face, or my family, my world!" He exclaims with all the emotion he could muster in his voice. "I'm not letting you touch Cosmo or Wanda either." Jimmy quickly realizes with a quick look around the lab and Timmy's clothes that the computer programs weren't even there with Timmy, he must have thought this out, smart bastard.

Then, it was anger. They argued till their voice broke, until screaming was all they could do. Jimmy was furious, why wouldn't Timmy tell him. He must have known, all these years, he must have known that everything would shatter and become whatever shit show is happening right now, Jimmy was so sure he could fix this, while Timmy was saying it's not possible, and all Jimmy could do is keep asking why isn't it, while Timmy would just avoid the question. He was thinking of every single invention, every single piece of technology, of scientific knowledge that could help, until Timmy says that its out of Jimmy's hands, and that he knows nothing can be changed. "Why the hell wouldn't you tell me?? I could have solved this by now, I could have, why the fuck wouldn't you have let me" Jimmy puts his hands in the air as he exclaims this Timmy takes a step back "Because I knew you would have a meltdown over this, I knew you would just try and solve this with whatever gizmo you have and then come up empty-handed-" "Since when have I ever come up empty-handed." Jimmy takes a step forward, frustration dripping as he stares Timmy directly in the eyes. Timmy takes a slight pause and just slightly squints his eyes. "You would have if you worked yourself to death" His voice slightly breaks as he says this, his feet feel stuck to the ground. Jimmy can feel his face heat up "You didn't let me try!" He can hear his own echo in the lab at this rate "Cause I wanted to hang out with you! I wanted to actually be with you at the moment, not worried about- this!" Timmy gestures to Jimmy himself as he says this, his voice getting more and more meek. He was practically pleading, with Timmy, begging him to let him at least let him try. He was coming up with different solutions, maybe living in Retrovill instead! Sure he has no idea what that would do to the multiverse, but he could invent something to protect the fabric of it while Timmy stays, or maybe if Timmy would just let him alter his computer programs he can figure out a way to make sure his memory wouldn't overdrive their software, or maybe he could look at da rules himself and check for loopholes- or maybe- "Stop. Please just- just stop." Timmy's voice cracks as he says this, tears shining in his eyes. Jimmy could see his own reflection within them. He could see his own crazed expression, and how it affected Timmy. He focused on every single detail of his face, the heavy eyebags, the dull blue that was usually an aqua, he even noticed a small redness in his cheeks. It hurt, it hurt so much and he didn't. He didn't know what to do, and he hated not knowing what to do. It's a horrible feeling to not know what's going on, or what's happening around you. It feels empty and insulting, like it's a personal attack on who you are, and what you've been working towards your whole life.

It was the first time Jimmy cried in years. Hes not much of a crier, he's more of a scream-into-a-pillow or sulk-quietly type of guy. He doesn't like making a big fuss about his emotions, especially as he got older and was taking more serious projects that could actually impact the people around him. The last time he cried was probably when he was 11- but now it felt uncontrollable. Timmy soon quickly followed suit, tears flowing out as small hicks can be heard out of him. It was one of the worst days of Jimmy's life, no, it was the worst day of his life. How can this be something so out of his control, that he was about to lose his best friend, one of the most important things to him in this entire multiverse and he could do nothing. Jimmy was in a hysterical fit, he pulled his hair a bit as he felt his breathing quicken, he didn't know what to do he just didn't he's stumped. Hes Jimmy Neutron! Boy genius! He has 8 PHDS and multiple Nobel prizes under his belt, he has explored places that the average human can't even fathom, and yet he can't even save- Timmy always knew what to say. He was quick to comfort Jimmy the moment he saw him spiraling. He gently put his hands on Jimmy's hands and lowered them from his head, Jimmy didn't like physical contact, but god if he could glue Timmy's hand to his he would. He looked at Jimmy's eyes and smiled his stupid bucktooth smile. As if that would make everything go away, as if that would erase the fact that he's going to go away forever, Jimmy couldn't help himself from smiling back though. God Timmy was the one about to forget everything and yet he comforts Jimmy? He ridiculed himself in his mind for making Timmy help him, and yet he wanted to hear whatever he had to say so, so badly. Timmy took a deep breath before talking "I've, never been the most articulate," his voice strained, like he's struggling to talk. "but please trust me when I say this. Even if I forget, there's nothing that could erase all the fun we've had together over the years. These memories, just cause they're not in my mind directly, don't erase the fact that they happened!" Timmy states with hope in his tone, he slightly rubs the back of Jimmy's hands with his thumb. "Somewhere, out there, in some form of reality, it showed that we spent all those years together fucking around, and that will always mean everything to me." He looks at Jimmy's eyes when he says that, and grins at him. Jimmy laughed a bit at that sentence, which caused Timmy to smile even more, he didn't stop talking though. "No matter who I meet, no matter where I go, no one can ever top you Neutron, and I promise that. Even if we both forgot somehow, even if the world was destroyed, it wouldn't erase the fact that at one point, we existed together, and everything was ok." After an hour or two, Timmy spent the whole day in his dimension. He said goodbye to Cindy, Sheen, Carl, and even Jimmy's parents. Sheen and Carl cried a bit, they didn't fully understand, but they said they'll miss him, and that they'll read the crimson chin comics Timmy lent them in remembrance. Cindy hugged Timmy for a few minutes, she actually considered Timmy really good company, and she lent Timmy one of her hair ties, even if he never used it, Timmy said hell keep forever. Jimmy's parents were.. hard to say the least. They both liked Timmy, but they didn't get the full grasp of him leaving, so Timmy just said that he was moving abroad to England. They just asked him to visit whenever he can and to keep in touch. It almost made Jimmy cry for a second time that day, which would have been a new record.

The walk to Jimmy's lab was quiet, barely a sound was made between either of them. You could hear the small footsteps they were both taking, walking a bit slower than average. Once Jimmy entered his lab, he could feel the cool breeze of the ac he left on lingering. He saw the portal, and he knew that he had to power it on. That he couldn't just keep Timmy here, but his feet wouldn't take another step. "Thank you." Timmy puts a hand on Jimmy's shoulder as he says that. Jimmy can't even say anything, he has no words could really express any emotion he's feeling right now. He just nods slightly and smiles at him. He knows that's probably the last time they'll ever smile at each other again. Jimmy finds the switch to the portal and boots it up, he sees the green swirl and feels nauseous just looking at it. Usually, the sight would trigger some excitement within Jimmy, but he just feels dread as he sees Timmy walking up to the portal. He really wished he could just freeze time and hang out with Timmy for one more second, but he knows he can't. Jimmy just sighed and was ready to wave goodbye, until he remembered something so important- god how could he forget- that he screamed at the top of his lungs- "TIMMY WAIT!" Right before he left, right before Timmy put his foot into the portal, Jimmy ran to his desk, ransacking it for- YES! Jimmy found the gift he was making Timmy at the corner of his table, with all the new sewing supplies he bought just for this occasion. Once he grabbed it he threw it to Timmy's way. Timmy snatched the hood and slightly gasped when he saw it. Timmy held it with such care, he called it sappy, but he couldn't erase the grin on his face. He tackled hugged Jimmy, and Jimmy barely could keep his footing. Jimmy could feel Timmy grabbing onto the back of his coat, and him relaxing onto his shoulder a bit more. Usually, Jimmy would complain about almost losing balance, and how suffocating hugs feel, but this time he latched onto Timmy as hard as he can. He pushed his head onto his shoulder and refused to be the first one to let go. It was the last hug hed ever receive from him, and he wanted to stay like this for as long as time would let them. Once Timmy let go, he turned around walking to the portal again. Jimmy could feel the tears pricking his eyes again, but he didn't feel as hopeless as this morning. "TIMMY!" Timmy abruptly stopped walking, mere centimeters from being transported into his dimension. "You're still the idiot I've known all these years if you think I'm not going to try and find you in the future." Timmy turns his head to see Jimmy smiling proudly at Timmy. "I don't care if your 30 working a desk job, or a famous comic book writer, or actor, or whatever! I'll go to your dimension myself, and find you. I'll figure out how to get your memory back, and.. if I can't- I'll just be your friend again, I'll do it all over again, and I promise that." Jimmy finishes off with a confident note. Timmy, in all his pessimistic glory, can't help but believe in Jimmy. "Thanks, Boy genius." "No problem, Average kid who no one understands."