#hero and sunny take turns with cooking

[technoacidraveasgore]

me, trying to sleep:

my brain at 2 in the morning: so anyway how about a classic robinsonade au with the omori gang in excrutiating detail so you will never be able to sleep tonight

[whenanafallsinlove]

KATSUKI BAKUGO; - you take a cat home... or not? crack﹗ ✧ Word count: 1.9 k

﹗warnings: swearing :D

a/n: Okay, so this ended up longer than intended, just enjoy! I hope I get you to laugh a little ;) . Comment your thoughts and remember my asks and dm's are open!

You were in your home, chopping vegetables for your lunch. The day was sunny, and you were in a good mood. Your favourite music was playing in the background, while your rice was cooking. Suddenly, your phone rang, it was Izuku. You knew Katsuki was currently working on a case with him and Todoroki, so you instantly picked up to learn the news. Maybe they already captured the villain, and they could come over for lunch!

"Hello, Izuku! Is everything alright?" you asked cheerily.

"Oh, hi (Y/n)! Well, uhm-" he was interrupted by something that sounded like a hiss, "Ouch! Kacchan, stop it! Todoroki-kun, could you help?"

"Izuku?" you asked, starting to get concerned.

"Sorry, (Y/n)! It's just, well... Wekindofhaveasituationhere, beacusewe werefightingavillain, but, uh- shehadaveryunusualquirk, and, well uhm-"

Okay, when that man starts to mumble, something is definitely wrong. If something happened, he better talk now.

"Izuku Midoriya, you have three seconds to spill it, before I pull a Katsuki on you" you practically ordered, your bubbly mood from before, long gone.

"Kaachan was turned into a cat!"

"What?!"

"Yeah, but don't worry, he's fine. Please come to the Agency! I swear we'll tell you more about it once you're here!"

"Oh, okay, alright. But is he fine?"

"He- he is! Just, please hurry? He's already scratched me like ten times..."

"I'm on my way" you hanged up and turned off the stove. Grabbed your keys, your phone and instantly headed out.

You made it to the Agency in record time and got as swiftly as you could out of the car and into the building.

"Ms (Y/L/N)!", Sasaki, the receptionist called right after you entered, "they're waiting for you in Dynamight's office!"

"Thanks, Sasaki!" you nodded, and headed straight into the elevator. You pressed the button for Katsuki's office and waited.

While the elevator went up, the news finally dawned on you. Your boyfriend was turned into a cat! By a villain! God knows for how long!

The doors of the elevator finally opened, and you sprinted to your boyfriend's workspace. When you got there, you slammed the door open and were met by Izuku's and Todoroki's eyes.

"Where is he?" you said, without greeting them

"He is seated in his chair" Todoroki responded, nodding to the corresponding direction.

You walked slowly into the room, to take a look at your boyfriend. Then, you spotted a fluffy yellowish cat, with the grumpiest face, seated on an office chair.

And you barked a laugh.

Then, you turned around to meet, Izuku's and Todoroki's confused stares, which only made you laugh louder.

"Uhm, (Y/n), are you okay? Izuku asked, with a concerned tone

"Yeah, I'm fine! It's just-" you chuckled, wiping the tears that your laughter provoked, "I just can't believe Pro hero Dynamight got quirked into a cat! How the hell did it happen anyway?" you questioned between laughter, earning a hiss from the cat.

"Well, this villain is called ‘Animaniac’. At first, we thought it was just a villain who could talk with animals, and we thought she had let out the animals from the Zoo. But while fighting, we discovered she actually turns people into animals, and the ones that were roaming around the city, are people who got hit by the quirk." Todoroki explained.

"Yeah, and when we were fighting her, she was going to hit a little girl with her quirk, but Kaachan acted faster, and got hit with the quirk instead..." Izuku continued.

"Aw, Kats... You're so sweet for protecting the girl!" and then started chuckling, "You're such a nice Kat!" and roared a laughter once again; this time earning contained chuckles from the other two heroes.

"He is Cat-suki!" exclaimed a laughing Izuku, and in a swift movement, the cat jumped from where he was seated and started attacking Izuku with his claws.

You gasped and instantly went to help Izuku, while Todoroki just stood there watching the scene unroll. The chaos went on for a few moments until an accidental scratch made your skin sting.

"Ouch! Okay, that's enough" you grabbed Katsuki from the neck, how a mother cat would take her kitten, and embraced him.

Finally, Izuku shook off the fur that got stuck in his clothes, breathing from relief. You sighed.

“So, tell me… Did you take him to the police or the doctors yet?”

“We went to the hospital, where the police met us. They told us the quirk was not going to last, long, but they took Bakugo’s hero costume to follow up the investigation.” Todoroki explained and you nodded in understanding.

“Good. So, I’ll take Katsuki home, and I’ll see you guys around?”

“Yes, (Y/N)! Take care! And please keep us updated if anything happens!” Izuku said, waving goodbye.

“Sure! See you!”

“Bye, (Y/N). Take care.” Todoroki said with a smile as you closed the office door behind you.

You made your way into the elevator, once you were alone with Katsuki, you spoke.

“Sorry for teasing you, it’s just such a funny situation.” The cat looked up as you continued, “Do you want to get in my purse? Or do you want me to keep carrying you?” the cat blinked.

“I’ll just carry you, then. I don’t want you getting stomped on, or kidnapped, or anything”. Just then, the elevator opened, and you walked to the exit.

“Bye, Sasaki!” you addressed the receptionist as you quickly passed by her place. You didn’t wait for an answer, since you were sure Katsuki would like to avoid any type of attention towards his cat form.

Once you were out of the building and inside your car, you spoke to Katsuki again,

“Kats, stay in my lap. I’ll just put the sit belt for both of us”, Katsuki blinked at you and did as you said, while you clicked the belt, covering both of you.

You started driving home, and the stillness of Katsuki made you slightly concerned.

“I know you can’t speak right now, but I feel like you’re acting a little weird. Do you feel okay? If you’re getting motion sickness, meow two times” he stayed silent.

A few more minutes passed until you pulled over in your driveway. You took off your sit belt and carried Katsuki inside your home.

His silence was making you believe he was mad that you made fun of him in front of his friends, so you put him in the kitchen aisle and said,

“Hey, Kats. I’m really sorry for teasing you. I know you must be feeling so unlike yourself right now, and you must not be in the mood to be make fun of. I’ll make it up to you, ‘kay? I’ll cook lunch” you offered him a smile.

Then, you put your apron on and continued the cooking you had started before all the chaos. When you poured the ingredients in the pan, the smell of the food seemed to content Katsuki, so he got off the counter and started to rub his head around your feet.

“I’m almost finished, babe. Just know that I didn’t cook it with spice this time, we don’t know if you’ll be as resistant in this form”.

“What form?” the voice made you jolt, you looked to the cat to see if he could talk, but then you spotted him.

Katsuki was standing near the entrance.

“What? Babe get behind me” you picked up the cat and put it behind your figure, as you took the knife you used to chop the vegetables and pointed it to the human Katsuki.

“Babe? What’s wrong?” he eyed the cat “Why is there a cat?” the confusion in his eyes was evident.

“Do not get closer or I’ll call the police!” you threatened when he tried to get closer.

“What the fuck, (Y/N)? Why are you acting so weird? Did you get hit it he head? Let me check if you have a concussion-” he took a couple steps towards you before you interrupted,

“I do not have a concussion! I just, how are you there? I don’t understand!” your voice sounded more exasperated than you wished.

Katsuki recognized you were starting to panic at the situation, so he had to make you calm down before anything escalated.

“Okay, I’ll prove to you that it is me.” He hummed, as he thought about a memory only the two of you knew, “Remember when we had our first date and you were laughing very hard, and then I hugged you and-”

“Stop! Okay, I get it, it’s you!” you tossed the knife to the counter and sighed.

“Now that it’s settled… Care to explain why you’re acting like a maniac?”

“I still don’t get why there’s two of you, is the effect of the quirk gone?” Katsuki’s eyes grew even wider.

“What quirk? There is no other me, are you sure you didn’t hit your head, freak?” he then went and took your head in his hands, hunching slightly to analyse your face.

“The quirk that hit you! The one that turned you into a cat? Do you not remember? We can call Izuku and Todoroki…”

“What? Okay, explain everything to me.” You narrated everything that happened since you received the call, the story that the two heroes told you and how you ended up with a cat.

“Those bastards pranked you. I’m gonna fucking Howitzer them into their next lifetime; see if they reincarnate in a cat, tch" he said as he hugged you. He rested his head in yours.

“I can’t believe I got pranked on by Izuku and freaking Shoto! How could I fall for that?!”

“You’re a dumbass” he chuckled “Even the name they made up for the villain sounded fake as fuck, and I wasn't even working with them today!”

“They were really convincing, I swear! Even the cat attacked Izuku, I really thought it was you!”

“He attacked him? We should keep it!”

“By the way, where is he?” you broke the embrace to search for the cat and caught him eating the food directly from the pan. You sighed.

“What should he call him?” Katsuki asked.

“We’re keeping him for real?” you asked surprised.

“Yes, whatever. He seems to like your food, and if he doesn’t like Deku, then it’s a plus.” You smiled while rolling your eyes.

“Then we should call him ‘Lord explosion!” Katsuki scoffed.

“Shut up. At least I didn’t confuse that cat with you and then proceeded to act like a nut case once I saw you.”

“Stop! We are so gonna get back at them for this. But I think we need to take care of Lord explosion first…” the cat was digging in one of your plant pots, which he then used as a litter box…

“Oh shit! Literal shit!”

Bonus: Sometime later that day...

“Do you think they’ll adopt the cat?” Izuku asked Todoroki. They were patrolling together. “Yes. But I’m sure once (Y/N) discovers that we lied, she will personally come to scold us”. “But we did it for a good cause! How else would they have taken the cat?” “I’m just surprised she fell for it, and found it amusing even…” Todoroki said in a thoughtful voice. Then, Izuku’s phone rang. It was your number. “What do we do?” Izuku’s nervousness evident in his voice. “I’ll answer” Shoto took the phone from Izuku’s hand and tapped the screen to speak with you, “Yes?” “Count your seconds, because we're coming for you two, including Lord explosion” then you hung up. “They’re adopted him” Todoroki shrugged and gave the phone to Izuku. Then, they continued their patrol, watching out for any other civilian or pet in need.

[lilac-gold]

i know that this is just a part of how omori's fight system operates, but i find it very interesting that we are able to make memes like the one pictured below considering all we know about hero's character throughout omori, both in the real world and in headspace

this meme is made by using hero's "smile" skill as well as a rain cloud, sad poem or anything else that inflicts a sad emotion on him. hero's skills are primarily always either food-based healing (e.g. "cook", "fast food", "homemade jam", "snack time") or some form of charisma (e.g. "captivate", "mesmerise", "enchant", "dazzle"). it's hero's job to be the support of their team, and to use his pleasant demeanor and appearance as a distraction.

no matter which emotion hero has, he can still use every one of those skills. it is of no relevance how he feels as long as he can uphold his designated role as a charmer and a healer.

now, consider real world hero's way of dealing with things, which is that he simply doesn't. when he returns to faraway, he's there for everyone else, appearing on the surface to be completely fine and content, and simply not acknowledging his own trauma. he puts on a constant facade of normalcy and perfection. because to hero, it doesn't matter which emotion he has, he can still use every one of his skills. it is of no relevance how he feels as long as he can uphold his designated role as a charmer and a healer.

hero would bend over backwards to please others. he canonically has depression, but would much rather be someone else's shoulder to cry on than admit he's not okay. everyone puts him on a pedestal, viewing him as a sort of ideal to look up to. sunny does it. kel does it. his parents do it. even hero himself does.

i think that's part of the reason why he's so often overlooked by the fandom: hero's unrealistically perfect, but that's exactly the point. he forces those expectations on himself, forces himself to earn trophies and medals even while he struggles to even get out of bed. he smiles despite wanting to do the opposite, because he's not supposed to be depressed. he's hero.

his charm-based skills in headspace alternate between a) reducing foes' attack with a bonus happy effect and b) acting first with all foes targeting him for one turn. hero either dissolves the situation a little, acting like the mediator he always has been, or takes the blunt of the damage for his friends.

he's constantly in the spotlight, in every world.

headspace hero has done a ridiculous amount to help people, from stopping a wildfire to giving up all of his organs, has made such a profound impact on so many lives through his good deeds, and that's recognised. people in headspace adore him.

the conveyor belts at the junkyard are endeared to him. sweetheart falls in love with him. mr jawsum plans to essentially keep him trapped working at the last resort forever. medusa thinks he's "too pretty to sell". hero's worth something to so many people, even when he doesn't want to be.

and that applies to the real world too. he's the only older sibling left for his friends after mari's death. he has to be strong for them, to be that ideal, because they have no-one else to fill that role. he brings kel and aubrey together, rescues sunny and basil, says that they should have a sleepover like "old times". he's trying so hard for everyone else, he can't afford to let himself crumble.

hero's a performer. and we see canonically that he has at least some stage fright from sweetheart's quest for hearts.

sweetheart's an interesting case. i find it interesting that the image above would be found mostly in the fight against her. sweetheart is one of the bosses with a uniquely heightened emotional state, hers being that of happiness in "manic". due to the way the emotion system in battle works (explained to us, funnily enough, by hero himself), it makes sense to oppose sweetheart's mania with sadness, misery, and depression.

so that's what hero does! he has the depressed effect, he'd otherwise look incredibly morose, but as soon as time calls for it, he's got a smile back on his face. we see how uncomfortable he is about her advances, but he gives her a smile that sets into motion a whole separate stream of dialogue where sweetheart proclaims her that she would like to "make [his smile] mine".

hero's the group golden boy. the charmer, the healer, the protector, the older brother, the pillar for them to lean on when things get tough. he knows that he is, and upholds that image to the best of his ability.

that is, until mari dies.

then, he falls into a deep, serious state of depression in the real world, because he's failed. he and mari have strived for perfection their whole lives, only for her to apparently deem it all pointless and leave them behind. hero feels like he wasn't enough, like he never will be, no matter how much he's tried. the faked grins disappear alongside those which were genuine, for how is he supposed to smile when he's given up on the facade?

he stops talking to people. stops going outside. stops helping. he can't do anything but reflect on his perceived failures, and without his pillar of support, the group crumbles to pieces.

hero stays like that for a whole year, until he argues with kel and remembers the reason why he needs to stay alive. this is hurting his brother as much as it is hero, and kel's depending on him to get better. so he does, in a way.

he earns medals and trophies again, helps out again, lives up to expectations then exceeds them even more. he can't bring himself to do the things he enjoys anymore, or talk to the three kids he viewed as little siblings and he failed, but he's trying. then, he leaves, off to medical school like his parents wanted. it's a fresh start. it's a chance for him to start to move on.

he's been healing, a little, by the time he comes back to faraway. he can talk about what mari would have wanted without breaking down entirely. he can make kel and sunny breakfast. he can bring the group together like old times, and reminisce on all he used to have.

but he's still not better, and it shows. it shows in the tears he spills when alone beside mari's old piano. it shows in his refusal to visit her grave. it shows in all the little ways he can try to hide, can cover up with a smile too bright to be real. depression doesn't go away that easily, no matter how much hero tries to pretend he's fine.

all in all, i think this meme essentially sums up hero's character and arc in a single, otherwise funny image. am i overcomplicating things? oh, definitely yes. was this a blast to analyse nonetheless? absolutely! there are far too few takes on hero out there, and i hope this gave a little bit of insight as to why i adore him so much.

[i-love-yoi]

What gifts do they usually give you?

TW:GN!Reader, romantic relationship, takes place after the incident with Mari.

Sunny, Basil, Aubrey, Kel, Hero,(HS)Mari. (All RW)

Okay, I didn’t write anything because I was busy studying, and fortunately, I don’t have a single C grade for the year.

Sunny

•In general, Sunny is quite a jack of all trades, he just quickly gives up what he just started.

•One mistake is enough, and he will abandon this matter.

•It would have been the same with playing the violin, but the parents were already spending money on training, and the older sister was not allowing it (until the day of the concert.)

•Although, I would say that he clearly has a rich imagination, especially after 4 years of literally living in dreams and fantasies.

•I also think he has good motor skills, so he really likes to do things by hand.

•For example, while Kel was buying figurines of his favorite characters, Sunny was just printing out diagrams and assembling them in the form of origami.

•But he did not resort to this often, since his family was quite well off, and he could easily buy the same figurine from the store.

•So, based on all this, I think he would give you some small but very cute fakes with different and interesting mechanics that you would think would be difficult to make with your hands.

•And if you don’t have money, or for some reason you can’t buy a figurine of your favorite character, then consider that you already have this figurine, but in the form of paper.

•Oh, and I could definitely say that he has his own hand-made paper figurine in the shape of you.

Basil

•I think everyone here has already guessed what will happen to Basil.

•Exactly, Basil would often give you bouquets of flowers!

•Of course, he understood that not everyone likes flowers, and some consider them useless, but clearly not him.

•Although, of course, he will respect his partner’s preferences.

•For him, flowers are something tender and pleasant, a way to express great respect and love for his partner.

•Moreover, since the past, respectful men have done this, wanting to charm the lady of their heart and show their respect for her.

•And he obviously doesn’t buy them, but grows them himself.

•Honestly, it’s more pleasant for him to grow scarlet roses like blood himself, watching how this sprout grows, turning into a lovely flower.

•Also, he will always attach a photo of a beautiful sunset or field to the bouquets, with a beautiful and sweet inscription, for example: “These roses are as fragrant and beautiful as you.”

Aubrey

•I think she would despise all those flowers and paper things and those candies.

•The most important thing for her is that she can spend time with her love partner, hear his voice, feel his partner physically, and understand that she is not alone.

•Aubrey generally does not like to be alone, especially at home, with her mother.

•So you often either go for walks or go every now and then for pizza, to a secret place on the lake, or to your house if you're not as bad as she is and you're comfortable there.

•Ultimately, this helps her take her mind off the all-consuming thoughts about the situation with her parents about the incident.

•Although, of course, if you want candy or flowers, she will give them to you, but more often she still likes to share some moments with you, for example, the same sunset or to greet the sunrise.

•She collects flowers from the street, so they can be simple daisies or clover flowers, or maybe bells (flowers).

•Although, I don’t argue that she can sometimes quietly steal a flower from someone else’s flowerbed from a bush.

•In fact, Aubrey relies on “Whatever you ask, I will take,” since she, firstly, wants to get to know you more, the point is clear, and does not want to give any useless gifts.

•What is more important to her is that you are happy and comfortable.

Kel

•But it’s quite difficult with this guy.

•So, he quickly acquires many hobbies, including cooking, embroidery, gardening and much more.

•However, he does not succeed in all areas, and he quickly abandons some, and some simply become boring to him and he abandons them.

•And if Sunny could compensate for this with money due to the financial situation of his family, then Kel cannot even compensate for this.

•Kel already has a fairly large family, so the money first went to his talented older brother Hero, and now it goes to his little sister Sally.

•So Kel doesn't have much money to buy you gifts.

•Well, that’s okay, he could save up, but he has no patience or financial literacy at all.

•Therefore, sometimes he can’t restrain himself and buys some kind of garbage, even which he doesn’t need at all.

•The main thing is that it brings him pleasure, the same feeling of pride of a collector with a complete collection or something like that.

•So his skillful and not so skillful hands often come into play.

•So, Kel has a lot of thoughts and ideas in his head, and in his fantasies they all look simply gorgeous.

•And either he has thought too much of himself, or his arms do not quite grow from his shoulders (Here, most likely, the second option).

•So when he gives you a gift, he is either shy or too happy. (The second option is very rare.)

•Basically, he is very disappointed that what turned out to him is clearly not what he came up with in his head, and is quite self-critical in this regard.

•I think he would have thought something like: “But my brother would have done better.”, “But there’s too much glue here.”, “But here it’s already peeling off.” And much more like that.

•So it’s with shame, but he gives it to you, he’s already spent time and materials on it.

•But he will bring you some wild flowers, or not very expensive ones.

•Just remember that he is already in a large family, and not a very rich one, so just don’t discuss him for this, he deliberately denied himself his favorite figurine for your sake.

•In any case, I think he has something homemade, but made with soul, albeit with glue around the edges.

Mari

•Oh, check, her baskets have everything you want.

•Do you want some fruit? Already here.

•Do you want some candy? Please!

•Do you want flowers? The most recent?

•Do you want a cat? Somewhere in the depths there will also be...

•It may seem to you that you just robbed her, but in reality it is not so.

•Mari likes to pamper you, even if you yourself are ashamed of it.

•She loves to see you blush, gobbling up the sweetness on both cheeks.

•In fact, Mari just really likes to embarrass you and make you feel good.

•We can say that if it’s pleasant and joyful for you, then she’s happy too.

•So Mari often takes care of you, and also, thanks to her basket, pampers you with something.

•Understand that she likes it herself.

•Especially when she is alone, and her little brother and a group of friends are looking... Looking? No, you're wrong, they're just walking.

•They have no one to look for.

[ofallthingsnasty]

Can I get a ticket to the long night of museums with Sanji, please? Thank you!

Sanji, my love... Of course I had to get this done for my birthday today... He's both more and less intense compared to canon, you'll see what I mean 🤭 Modern AU as with Rosi! Thank you so much for playing!

🎂nasty's 2024 birthday event (open until April 6th)🎂

Your order:

1 x ticket to The Long Night of Museums with Sanji! (Adult only, exhibition might contain content such as stalking and heavy dubcon, proceed at your own risk.

Sanji knew exactly what he was doing when he asked to man the window after he started working in that tiny, decade-old restaurant right in the middle of the old quarter. He gets to have it all - he can both pursue his passion and feast his eyes on the hungry swaths of tourists that descend upon the city come the first sunny days of spring. Dressed in their finest, they hem and haw over the beautiful old buildings that look like they somehow fell through time into the 21st century, still as picturesque as ever. Always happy (because hey, they’re on vacation, right?) with pockets meters deep and insatiable after trekking through the whole town. It’s good for his pride to provide them with a hard-earned meal and bad for his heart because every beautiful smile breaks it after leaving, time and time again. Every fleeting fancy has him sighing as they turn around to new adventures while he stays right where he is. It has never really bothered him - such is life, he figures - until he spots you; round-eyed and hungry right at his counter, your accent a dead giveaway that you’re a foreigner.

It’s strange, really - maybe it’s because you eat his food with rarely seen awe or maybe it’s because you’re just the embodiment of the word cute - it doesn’t matter, he feels a little extra smitten with you. But as they all do, you leave, get lost in the crowd until he can't spot you anymore and the next customer waits for him, money in their hands. He takes a deep breath, erases the dozen little daydreams his brain cooked up in the five minutes the two of you interacted with and puts his best costumer service smile on.

And then you’re there again the next day, around the same time and he balks at the sight of you. Just like yesterday, wearing another (equally cute) outfit, with some cash already tucked into your fist. I had to come back, you say, a bashful grin on your face. Can’t enjoy this for long and it’s just so good! Oh, he’s done for, he just knows it. Fate gave him a second chance (or just confirmation?) and he’d be an idiot to ruin this.

It’s so easy to spot the card of your hotel when you fumble with it to get your wallet and even easier to wait in front of your little abode later that night until you stop by to freshen up and go out again. Of course you would, it’s only natural - you’re trying to wring every last experience out of your trip and a night out is what completes it. He follows you quietly, all the way downtown, smoking while you almost skip along the streets. Just what has you in such good spirits, he wonders - and he gets his answer when you finally settle in a little pub and he seats himself somewhere close when you’re not looking.

Turns out, it’s your birthday, at least that's what you tell the employee at the counter, a thousand-watt smile on your face that he can hear even through the cigarette smoke and old hard rock. He’s torn between feeling excited and a little sorry for you - you shouldn't be celebrating your birthday alone, you’re too kind for that. Then again, it provides him with ample opportunities; he gets to be the hero of the day if he saves your birthday, he just needs to be smart about it. So he waits. Smokes cigarette after cigarette and thinks about all the things to say to you, gets lost in his own head while you drink yourself through an array of liquors and beers. Poor thing, you won't remember a thing tomorrow morning, the way you're letting the alcohol flow. He isn't the type to use people when they are at their lowest but he can't deny that some lowered inhibitions are only beneficial to him. And really, he isn't planning anything bad. Just a little extra care for you, on your special day.

He knocks on your table once you've gone from beer to shots. It's cute how hard your brain is working because clearly, you recognize him, but it just doesn't know where to place him. Eventually, you do - and beam up at him with so much joy it's almost overwhelming.

Oh! It’s you! From the window!

Adorable, even when you're shitfaced. You're perfect. He sits down without asking but you don't mind, too entrenched in drinking and babbling about your day. You seem so happy to get all of this attention from him, a semi-familiar face in the middle of the night, and he just listens and smiles. You toast him and he tips his cigarette, enjoying the way your knees knock against his. Just one last drink, he can tell, then you're ready. Then you’ll be going with him, uneasy in the legs but happy in mind, then you'll pull him into your hotel room with a giggle and too much force.

And really, he isn't a bad guy, he knows that - but he can’t help himself when he’s already knuckle-deep in you, cooing while you drunkenly whimper around his fingers. It’s so, so sweet. You’re so, so sweet. Can’t enjoy this for long, he thinks and nips at your ear, as you struggle to cum because you simply had too much alcohol. It's a little birthday present to you, a little treat for him. And maybe he should think about moving, too. Or fuck you so good tomorrow that you'll never want to leave again.

He'll figure something out.

[shams-of-the-wild]

Burning Under Bloody Moonlight (Drink Sunny Stars)

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| [Ao3 Link] |

It was never a good sign when the portals were unexpected, or when it split them up, or when it left them unconscious.

Of course, the latest portal just happens to do all three.

Legend, understandably, is less than pleased. Especially at Hylia.

{Written during a six hour long, sprint prompt of the Linked Universe discord — Prompt: Stars don't shine, they burn}

Word Count: 2,431.

Warnings: Legend has Chronic Pain and PTSD (and is accidentally Irish), Burns, Blood, Cooking, Swearing, Angst and Hurt/Comfort.

A/N: I ended up rewriting this fic three times and I did not intend to make Legend Irish, but here we are, for context, I'm Irish so I know what I'm doing. Also, thank you so much to those who commented on my previous LU fic, genuinely this is the nicest fandom I've been in. 💚 <3

As a heads up, this fic features some non canon compliant headcanons of mine (I will eventually be making a meta series/fic covering all of them), the ones in this fic are: •Blood Moons last all night (instead of fading after midnight), make all monsters (both overworld/sky and in depths) temporarily stronger for the duration, and turns all overworld/sky monsters into the gloom/malice infected versions for the duration. •The Blood Moons can shoot "meteors" that turn into enemies (such as in the cutscene we're shown of that in game). •Sunny elixirs exist and are made using star fragments, please do not try to follow the recipe in game as unfortunately it will only make Dubious Food.

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 Legend awoke with a deep ache in his bones and muscles. The pressure had changed. That was more than easy to tell. The pain was far too strong to be from normal weather changes, especially since they'd just been in Four's era. Fecking portals. Begrudgingly, he blinked open his gritty eyes with a grimace.

 The sand was warm beneath his hands. Warm from the dying light of the sun, washing the sky in a viscous cloudy red. Like blood billowing out of a wound in the darkest depths of the water.

 Red sky at night, sailor's delight.

 It didn't feel like a delight when they were in Wild's era. Especially when the embers and ashes of malice began to bleed from the ground, thin wispy tendrils that clawed and snarled around them.

 Legend pushed himself up off the ground, elbows and knees cracking painfully. Muscles twinging in protest. “Well feck you too.” He grumbled under his breath.

 Waiting a moment so his body would stop trying to complain, he was a hero for the oracle's sake, he took a moment to take in his surroundings. His bag was thankfully only a few metres away, a tad sodden and covered in a fine layer of sand. No sign of anyone else nearby though. Nothing happened as he made his way over to it and slung it over his shoulders with a practised ease. Though his shoes sunk into the sand a little, making each step even more strenuous and painful than usual.

 The beach he was on, was recognisable, luckily. Wild had shown them some photos of it on his slate. Eventide, he had said this island was called. It reminded Legend far too closely of Koholint. Of waking up on the sun warmed shore like a piece of jetsam.

 Then again, Wild had said there was a place on this island called Koholit. Maybe this is what became of the island in the future? Maybe that meant his island had been more than just a dream—No.

 Legend gritted his teeth, he couldn't afford to think like that. Especially when he was alone and there was one of Wild's Blood Moons rising.

 “From the breast of Hylia.” He grumbled to himself 

 He glanced up, the blighted bloody moon began to peek over the treeline. Illuminating the sky and all its numerous scattering of shattered islands hanging in the sky like bloodstained teeth and broken bones.

 A wasp circled around him, distracting him for a moment before buzzing off. But its flight path guided his sight to one sky island that stood out above the rest, a circular looking one that lurked above the island he was on. And on it—aww feck—a Gleeok. A weird looking one, with three heads. It wasn't visible at this distance as to what kind of Wild's Gleeoks it was, but it definitely was one of them.

 Luckily it hadn't noticed him yet. Knowing his luck though…

 Still, the light was waning, and he needed a way to defend himself, so his choice of weapon was more than easy. Nothing better than his good ol' trusty fire rod. Besides, Wild set monsters on fire all the time, and when in Lorule, do as the Lorulians do.

 Best to try to avoid combat as much as possible though, Wild's monsters had only gotten smarter since his latest quest and whilst already naturally black blooded, they still could get infected, and therefore even stronger and more intelligent than normal, like any other era's monsters. And as if that wasn't enough, Wild said his monsters became infused with malice during the Blood Moons, amplifying their strength even more. Meaning, if Legend stumbled across any of Wild's monsters here, they could be up to three times more dangerous than last time he fought them.

 Thankfully the blood moon never affected any other era's monsters, regardless of black blooded status, otherwise he'd be doubly fecked.

 Of course, at the exact moment he thought that, the blood moon pulsated like a thrashing Podoboo Tower. Strange star shaped meteors of malice burst from the moon's surface, like the moon was an active volcano.

 “Shite!” Legend hissed. A malice-star meteor was heading straight for him. He barely even had time to click his Pegasus boots together. Bolting across the sand, directly horizontal from the moon. Still sinking in a few centimetres, still slowing him down.

 He glanced back at the meteor “Feck! Feck! Feck!” The meteor had swerved to follow him, speeding up as well. He wasn't going to be able to outrun this.

 It slammed into his back.

 Right between his shoulder blades.

 It burned.

 Sending him skidding across the beach from the force. Clothes melting into the wound as the sand raked at his hands and face. Tearing bloody grazes across his skin.

 Finally rolling to a stop, Legend lay still. It burned,  it burned. It burned.

 Distantly, he could hear screaming.

 He wasn't alone then, someone else must be hurt. Feck, he needed to help them.

 Legend went to move, to get up. But the agony from his back flared up. Like flames dancing through his veins. Every movement felt sluggish, as if there were multiple gels clinging to him. That meteor must've been a red zol that split on impact.

 His vision began to burn, spots of black and brown began forming, spreading outwards just like how a piece of paper burns. The screaming seemed to have stopped, he couldn't hear it anymore. Though, he couldn't hear anything else either. It was like he was deep under the water again, with only his heartbeat beating silently in his ears, making his ears twitch in discomfort.

 Arse-biscuits… Was all he could think of as everything faded into darkness.

  A bright light shone in Legends face, he groaned, scrunching his eyes tight to try and block it out. Failing miserably.

 Something cool was being rubbed against his back. Numbing the burning sensation partially. He groaned, trying to wriggle away from the touch. Just because it was making it feel better, didn't mean that he was gonna sit here and let some person touch him. For all he knew, they could be rubbing poison or some shit into his wound.

 “Legend, we're not trying to poison you.” A tired voice said flatly.

 A hand grabbed each of his shoulders to hold him still.

 Legend scoffed, great, he was mumbling in delirium. “'At's what some-un' tryna poison me would say.” He slurred in response.

 “I could actually poison you, if you wanted!” A far too cheerful voice responded.

 “Wild, please for the love of Hylia.” The tired voice groaned.

 Ah. Legend stopped trying to wriggle away. Only one person sounded that hypocritically exhausted with them whenever someone said or did something stupid. That meant Wild and Time had found him.

 A disgruntled bark cut his sludge-like thoughts off.

 “And Wolfie too! He's the one that led us to you after you stopped screaming.” Wild added, as if that wasn't obvious from the bark.

 “Thanks Wolfie.” Legend muttered.

 “Aww no thanks for us?” Wild teased.

 He raised his middle finger in the direction where Wild's voice was coming from. “Feck off.”

 Reluctantly, Legend peeled his eyes open. He was facing a cooking pot over a small fire, one that had clearly been used many times. Wild was to one side of the pot, humming and stirring some sort of strange, golden shimmery liquid. Behind the cooking pot was a large chasm surrounded by viscous pulsating malice and swirls of smoke-like gloom.

 He craned his head up. Time's hands let go of Legend's shoulders as he moved.

 Wolfie was further away—on the side opposite of Wild—sitting between the edge of the beach and the start of the forest. His back was turned to them, facing towards the forest, ears pricked up and shoulders flexing from tension. Clearly on watch.

 “The others?” Legend asked.

 Time sighed heavily. “They're safe, Wind contacted us through Wild's slate earlier, they all landed in Lurelin village, they got beds in the local inn.”

 Legend scowled. “Lucky feckers.”

 A silence descended on the group. Or as silent as Wild's era could get, with the crickets chirping, the fire crackling, the waves lapping gently, and the faint squirming of the nearby malice.

 “Wild.” Legend rasped.

 Wild paused stirring whatever the concoction he was making was. “Huh, yeah?”

 “What the feck was that?” He jabbed a finger up at moon, wincing as it pulled at his back wound.

 “Moon's infected.” Wild replied with a shrug, going back to stirring.

 Time nodded sagely out of the corner of Legends eye, as if that made any fecking sense.

 “What. The. Feck.” Legend hissed.

  “Moon's infected.” Time answered.

 Wolfie made a very unimpressed snorting noise. At least someone was on Legend's side today.

 Legend did not whinge, he responded in a very normal pitch and not at all in an accusing and whiny tone. “Your moon shot a meteor at me!”

 Wild cocked his head to one side and stared at him. “Yep. It does that."

  Legend through his hands up in disbelief. “Since when!?”

 Immediately, regretting the action, as the wound burned again. “Feck it all!” He snarled, flinching viciously.

 “Careful.” Time gently pushed Legend's arms down. “I haven't finished rubbing the sunny cream into your burns.”

 “What—” Legend started.

 “—Sunny cream.” Wild cut him off, launching immediately into an explanation. “It's made using crushed sundelions, a newly discovered flower in my Hyrule, capable of treating malice burns. Helps numb the pain too. It's not as effective as eating Sunny veggie porridge, though. But it works in a pinch, especially on someone who's not capable of eating anything due to the wounds, or unconscious.”

 Legend blinked at Wild. “Still doesn't explain what the fuck is up with your moon.”

 Wild made a strangled I-don't-know noise. “Ganondorf infected the moon with stronger malice during the second quest, which as I've told you all, made it much more dangerous and it kinda never went back to normal after I defeated him.”

 “You didn't mention it could shoot fucking malice meteors.” Legend groused.

 Time patted him on the undamaged part of his shoulder. “Welcome to the moon trauma squad.”

 Legend rolled his eyes, though his faint smile betrayed his sarcasm. “Joy.”

 “To be fair, it doesn't normally hit people!” Wild huffed, waving his wooden spoon in emphasis, splashing a few drops of the golden liquid onto the sand. “The meteors usually get close, and then the malice itself coalesces into a gloom infected monster! You got unlucky, it hit you and turned into a malice fire chu-chu. Which is mildly concerning, because I've never encountered any monsters, throughout my quest, that were both elemental and consumed by malice.”

 Legend snorted. “Oh so Hylia just hates me personally then, I see how it is. The feelings mutual, fecker.” Raising both middle fingers up to the sky.

 “You're not aiming at Hylia. The only thing in that direction is a King Gleeok.” Wild rolled his eyes, a quiet laugh in the tone of his voice.

 Legend sighed in dramatic aggrievement. “Feck 'im too.”

 “Oh definitely!” Wild agreed, then froze for a second. A moment later, his face broke into the happiest expression Legend had ever seen Wild express.

“Brilliant!” Wild stopped stirring and began scooping the golden shimmery liquid into a star fragment shaped glass vial. “It's ready!”

 Legend squinted at him suspiciously. “What's ready and why are you so happy about this. Are you finally poisoning me?”

 “Nope but you do get to try my newest elixir experiment! Starry elixir!” Wild stopped the star shaped glass vial, before shoving it right in Legend's face with one hand. He tilted his head to one side again, a finger from his free hand tapping away at his lip as he began to mumble. “Although, technically, it should probably be called sunny elixir, as it works just like the sunny foods and cream. But it's not made with sundelions despite having the same malice purifying effect.”

 “Wild… do I even want to know what you've put in that?” Time asked dryly.

 Wild perked up like a dog. Practically vibrating in excitement. “Four plain chu-chu jellies, and a star fragment! Pretty simple, really. The chu-chu jellies melt into a thick gelatinous water when boiled and stirred, a the star fragment dissolves into stardust, which sticks to the gelatin in the water and once mixed thoroughly, it produces an elixir that fills you with pure light, thereby purifying the malice or gloom! The glow only lasts a few seconds unfortunately, so it's no use as a bright elixir.”

 “That definitely sounds potable.” Legend responded, laying the sarcasm on thick.

 Wild snorted. “You'd be surprised, usually it's more effective if you use dragon horns, or gibdo guts, but I thought you'd want something a little easier on the taste buds.”

 Pursing his lips, Legend glanced at Wild. “Thanks…” He said it perhaps a tad too genuine, as Wild launched forwards, tackling him into a hug.

 “Watch it!” Time snapped.

 Wild stuck his tongue out at him.

 Wolfie barked gruffly in laughter.

 Legend would join in with the laughter, if it weren't for Wild squeezing him like a like-like. He made an awful wheezing noise.

 “Oops, sorry Legend!” Wild apologised, properly handing him the stoppered elixir.

 Legend grimaced. “Why couldn't you just cook me up some sunny foods, you said they were more effective than the cream, yeah?”

 “It's not as effective as this elixir, trust me!” Wild beamed at him. “Once you've downed it, your burns will heal in a flash and you'll feel good as new!”

 Time cleared his throat. “And you've tested this before, right Wild?”

 Wild slapped his hand against his chest in mock offence. “Of course I have! Flora and I have started to drink this all the time whilst exploring the depths!”

 “Urgh, feck it, fine.” He shut his eyes and downed it in one go like a very large shot.

 Immediately he pulled the vial away from his lips, coughing and spluttering. “Feck's sake, Wild. Even the strongest whiskey I've had doesn't burn as bad as this.”

 “It's got stardust in it! Of course it'll burn, besides it's hardly as strong as Goron spice!” Wild argued.

 “Don't remind me.” Legend croaked, though his malice burns had already started shining with golden light.

 “Alright, rest up Legend.” Time instructed. “Wild will make us a boat to reach Lurelin, tomorrow at first light. Wolfie, Wild, and I will alternate between watches.”

 Legend nodded, not even bothering to put up a token fight tonight, already flopping back onto the ground. “Whatever.”

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Thank you for reading! Hopefully you enjoyed this oneshot!

This honestly wasn't supposed to be another Wild gets to info dump whilst cooking fic but I clearly have discovered my niché in this fandom.

Kudos, comments, join collection requests, and bookmarks are all much appreciated!

— As always, Criticism and/or rude comments are not welcome regardless if you try to soften them with compliments/compliment sandwiches.

Otherwise, as per usual, I'll be over the (blood) moon to receive any comments, whether it's as short as <3, emojis/kaomojis/emoticons, extra kudos, or as long as a whole fic reaction comment! No matter the comment, you'll each have my undying love and gratitude.

[rosy-mocha]

omori x kirby au by @yokyoaaa !

this au has been cooking up in my BRAIN but all i can make is shitpost art rn (that will change .soon.)

my take on this au cayse yehah::::

instead of that violin & piano duet its a fucking DUELL they fighting and it totally didnt lead to anything drastic guys

(i wanna make this kirby lore accurate but it may be mis characterized cause this is turning kirby into an omori au so ..apologies)

basically mk keeps training kirby to be a powerful warrior as he sees them having great potienal to become one. however, kirby reallyy doesnt want to be one. but since mk is his friend, they agree to take under his wing. (and like how mari&sunny is .....this leads to a very upset mk and kirby in the end due to their differing opinions)

the day of the accident, kirby may or may not take their frustration and stab just a littleee too deep into mk during training. bandee walks in and plot of omori happens!!!

but to be more specific ig,,, bandee is CONVINCED that dark matter had something to do with this. they pretty much come to the conclusion that dark matter had possessed kirby to do such a thing because why would kirby kill mk???? he's the hero of dreamland!!!

the aftermath is what u expect .... with mk's death and being told that dark matter is back Dream land and friends are panicked. it leads up to the group drifting apart :(

some extra things too :)

ik aubrey is ribbon so... ig the hooligans would be the other faires on ripplestar??? cant really think of anything there lol. or maybe the halberd crew??? then again its funny to imagine ribbon rallying up the meta-knights to go bully bandee of all people 😭 (ik canonically mk and ribbon dont even have much of a relationship, but in this case i would like to think that ribbon heavily looked up the mk!!! mk is a strong warrior who protects his home, and ribbon wants to be able to do the same.)

[saucebou]

Idk why but i've been thinking of Omori cast/other Omori things as Pokemon TCG cards

Here's what I have Pokemon (Like full art cards that feature another character on them): Mari and Sunny's Espurr (Mari petting Espurr while young Sunny watches) Sunny's Mewostic ♀ (Meowstic nudging Sunny who lies in bed) Young Kel's Yamper (Young Kel playing with Yamper in his front yard) Kel's Bolthound (Kel running with with Bolthound on the basketball court) Young Hero's Happiy (Hero taking care of a scratch Happiny has) Hero's Chansey (Hero cooking one of Chansey's eggs, with Chansey handing another to him) Basil's Sunkern (Basil watering Sunkern next to his other flowers) Basil and Polly's Sunflora (Still basil's but they're both waiting for Basil to come out of his room) Young Aubrey's Bunnery (Young Aubrey hugging Bunnery (also Bunnery would be shiny cuz pink)) Aubrey's Lopunny (Aubrey standing back to back with Lopunny, who would also wear a bomber jacket with the Hooligan logo on it)

Kim and Vance's Swirlix (Kim, Vance and Swirlix all running out of the candy shop while being chased, all 3 of them holding bags of candy) Maverick's Meowth (Meowth climbing on Maverick's head and messing with his wig, at the fountain) Angel's Maschiff (Angel wrestling with Maschiff in his home) Charline's Golurk (Both Charline and Golurk standing next to eachother in the middle of the playground) Trainers:

Sunny: Heal all damage from your active Pokémon, Your active Pokémon is now asleep. Mari: Heal 20 damage from all of your benched Pokémon. Kel: Draw 3 cards. Hero: Search your deck for 2 item cards, then shuffle your deck. Aubrey: Shuffle your deck into your hand. Then draw 5 cards. Basil: Search your deck for 2 🍃 (Grass) Pokémon. Then shuffle your deck. Kim and Vance: Move an energy card from one of your opponent's Pokémon to the top of their deck. Maverick: Flip a coin, if heads your opponent active Pokémon is now paralyzed, if tails your active Pokémon is now confused. Angel: Swap your active Pokémon with one of your benched Pokémon. Charline: During your opponent's next turn, their Pokémon attack deals 30 less damage. Polly: You may heal 20 from your active pokemon for each🍃 (Grass) energy they hace. Omori: Search your deck for 2 of any energy, then put them on any of your 🌟(Colorless) Pokémon. (You cannot play this card if there are no active or benched 🌟(Colorless) Pokémon.) Space Boy: Search your deck for 2 👁️ (Psychic) Pokémon and add them to your hand. then shuffle your hand.

Sweetheart: Draw 5 cards, if at least one card is a 💗 (Fairy) Pokémon or 💗 (Fairy) energy card add them to your hand. If not discard all of them.

(hey remember fairy cards?) Jawsome: Search your deck for a Basic Pokémon, then place it it in your hand. Slime Girls: Put of 4 energies from your discard pile into your hand. Humphrey: Remove all energies from you and your opponent's active Pokémon.

Unbread Twins: Move 3 Pokémon from your discard pile onto the top of your deck Stranger: Search your deck for 2 ⚫ (Dark) Pokémon and add them to your hand, then shuffle your hand. Keeper of the Castle: Search your deck for a stadium card, then instantly play it.

Something: Your active Pokémon is now paralyzed.

Stadiums: Whitespace: All types of attacks are now 🌟(Colorless). Vast forest: All 🍃 (grass) Pokémon take 30 less damage. Otherworld: All 👁️ (Psychic) take 30 less damage. Junkyard: At the start of your turn before drawing a card, You may choose to either draw from the top of your deck or draw one card from the bottom of your discard pile. Pyerfly Forrest: Before attacking you may flip a coin, if heads then the opponent is now paralyzed, if tails then reduce your next attack by 10 damage. Sweetheart's Castle: All 💗 (Fairy) Pokémon take 30 less damage. Lost Library: If your Pokémon is an Evolution then you may choose to use any attacks from any past evolutions Orange Oasis: At the start of your turn before drawing a card, you may choose to search your deck for a basic Energy, Then shuffle your deck. Last Resort: At the start of your turn before drawing a card, You may choose to flip a coin, if heads draw 2 cards, if tails do not draw any cards. Deep well: All 💧 (Water) Pokémon take 30 less damage. Deeper well: If your opponent take a prize card then you may look at one of yours. Abyss: Once per turn you may choose to move the card at the top of your deck to the discard pile Inside Humphrey. At the end of your turn, you must choose to discard 1 of any energy from either your active or benched Pokémon. Blackspace: All types of attacks are now ⚫ (Dark). Playground: You may play 2 supporter cards on your turn. Hideout spot: At the start of your turn before drawing a card, you may choose to search your deck for a basic Pokémon. Then shuffle your deck. Piano Room: Heal 10 damage from all Active and Benched Pokémon. Basil's Garden: Heal 20 from all Active and Benched 🍃 (grass) Pokémon. Tree house: You may freely move 1 energy between both your active and benched Pokémon once every turn.

Been a hot minute since I played the tcg so idk how balanced these are. And some of these effects are borrowed from other cards. If I where good at art i'd try and make a few of these, but i cant : ( feel free to use these ideas if you want for any AU's or for fun.

Edit: Added more Pokémon cards and better descriptions for them. + some more stadium cards

[mrskyler]

hellooo!! may i request headcannons for sunny with a reader whos very affectionate? thank youu!

✮⋆˙ Your own Sun˙⋆✮

Versão Português

「 Sunny x Affectionate! Male reader 」

[ English is not my first language, sorry for any writing mistakes ]

⌗ a/n: OMG MY FIRST REQUEST, I'M SO HAPPY! Thank you Anon for the request, I hope you like it! ‹𝟹 ( You didn't say if you wanted romantic or platonic, so I decided to do romantic. )

୭🧷✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀

⌗ Sunny HC's in public:

When you hug Sunny out of nowhere, especially if it's from behind, you feel him stiffen under your touch. He simply freezes in place and doesn't respond when you call his name, much less when you wave your hand in front of his eyes – trying to wake him from his trance.

Sunny's cheeks and ears turn red when you decide to show everyone that you love him; holding hands, clinging to him like a koala or calling him cute nicknames.

When this happens, Sunny immediately becomes a walking tomato and right away he can do three things:

1st - Pick up anything close to him and hide his face with it.

2nd - Hide behind something like a mailbox or a tree.

3rd - Run.

If you kiss Sunny on the cheek in public or in front of your friends, be prepared to hold him, because he will definitely faint.

₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

Since Mari's death 4 years ago, your friends had become separated and it was painful to even have a simple picnic together. Knowing this, you were very surprised when they just showed up at your door one day and dragged you away for one.

When you arrived at the church door, you finally understood. They didn't want to leave Mari out, so they decided to have a picnic right next to her grave.

-

It's a sunny day and there's a slight breeze in the air. Eating a cake, you see Hero rummaging through the picnic basket looking for something. But you notice that his eyes are far away.

Maybe he's thinking about Mari.

Seeing this, you try to get his attention. "Hey Hero! Did you make this cake?" He jumps a little when his train of thought is cut off.

"H-Huh?" He looks in your direction confused, he didn't hear what you said.

You laugh a little at his reaction. "I asked if you made this cake." You say pointing with your fork at the cake in front of everyone.

He responds with a smile: "Ah yes, I made it (M/n). I used my grandmother's recipe."

"Really? It's really good Hero! You really are a great cook!" You congratulate him on the delicious cake.

He is a little surprised and gives an embarrassed smile with his eyes closed while rubbing the back of his neck. "Thank you (M/n), I'm glad you liked my cake." You return his thanks with a gentle smile.

Hero turns towards the basket and takes what he was looking for. Meanwhile, Basil tries to calm Aubrey who is cursing Kel while trying to stop him from eating his 4th piece of cake; and your boyfriend, Sunny, is sitting next to you.

You look at Sunny, who is basically leaning into your arm and has his head slightly resting on your shoulder. Which leaves you quite surprised, since he is normally very shy when it comes to showing any kind of affection in public – especially in the presence of his friends.

You close your eyes slightly, worried. Maybe he's just uncomfortable being at his dead sister's grave and is trying to look to you for some kind of comfort.

That would make sense, since earlier today when you guys put the picnic blanket down, Sunny didn't sit next to Mari like Hero. When this happened, you were surprised, but you didn't say anything and just sat next to her. You don't judge Sunny and you never could, after all, everyone goes through grief differently.

Turning your attention to your plate, you pick up the strawberry on top of the cake and with a big smile on your face, put it in your mouth. You fidget and make happy noises as you chew on it.

You didn't notice, but Sunny saw your reaction out of the corner of his eye. Looking down at his own plate, he sees the strawberry on top of his cake. With an idea in his head, his cheeks and ears turn slightly red. Then he picks up the strawberry with his fork and puts it on your plate.

"Sunny?" He jumps, almost knocking the plate off his lap.

Lifting his head slightly, Sunny sees your eyes looking at him.

He starts to get up ready to run.

"Sunny!! Sit down right now!" Comically screams your chibi version, while holding a chibi version of Sunny by the shoulders and forcing him to sit on the floor again. "The last time you ran after getting caught doing something for me, you almost got hit by a car!"

Returning to your normal forms, Sunny couldn't say anything in his defense because he knew very well that it was true. So he hid his embarrassed face with his hands, while he still had you holding him by the shoulders.

You let out a defeated sigh and turn your body towards him. "You don't need to be embarrassed Sunny. No one is going to make fun of you just because you're showing some kind of affection." You try to calm him down and reassure him that nothing bad will happen just because he gave you the strawberry from his cake.

You pet his head trying to comfort him, but you still had your other hand on his shoulder in case he freaks out again and decides to run.

Feeling his shoulder relax a little and seeing his head lower at your touch, you give him a gentle smile. "There, there, Sunny. There's no need to worry, nothing bad will happen to you. Not when I'm here." You laugh a little as you pretend to calm a little child or a puppy. But if you were to compare, Sunny always looked more like a cat than a dog.

After a few seconds of calming him down, he lowers his hands a little from his face – slightly showing his eyes. But even so, you can see his cheeks as red as a tomato.

Seeing this, you smile. "But thank you very much for the strawberry, dear!" You say without thinking much. Before Sunny understands what you said, you lift his bangs and plant a kiss on it, purposely making a loud, "Mwah!" noise.

You pull away a little and give a big smile with your eyes closed, until you feel Sunny falling on top of you.

You don't understand and think he's just leaning towards you like before, so you hug him and feel his warm face on your neck.

Meanwhile, your friends are in shock at what they just witnessed.

"(M/n)...I think Sunny passed out-"

"WHAT?!"

⌗ Sunny HC's in private:

When you stay at each other's houses, Sunny will follow you everywhere like a duckling.

When you leave the bathroom, you will trip over him – who has been sitting next to the door this whole time.

The moment you sit down on the bed or sofa, Sunny will already have his head in your lap or hugging you like a koala.

If you stroke his hair, he will somehow start to purr (?) and in a few seconds, he will be asleep.

Since Sunny spent years without having any contact with anyone other than his mother, he's not sure how to ask for affection from you. Then he will simply stand in front of you looking at your eyes, until you understand that he wants a hug or pat on the head.

If you kiss him anywhere on his face, he will still have that expressionless face, but you can see that his eyes soften a little and his cheeks and ears turn slightly red.

Sunny is a great listener. So when you're talking about something you like or just venting about something that happened to you, he will nod his head every now and then to reassure you that he's listening and understanding what you're saying.

₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

You go down the stairs of Sunny's house and go towards the kitchen to get something to drink.

Opening the fridge, you look for something you like – but only find water. Shrugging your shoulders, you pick up the water pitcher and fill a glass cup.

You put it in your mouth and turn around. Just to run into your boyfriend.

You spit out the water and start coughing nonstop.

Sunny is startled by your reaction, but becomes concerned when you start coughing uncontrollably.

He's been following you since the moment you got out of bed and walked out the bedroom door. But the problem was that you didn't hear his footsteps behind you when you were walking down the stairs.

Didn't even feel his presence in the kitchen – since he didn't say a word.

You put your hands on your knees trying to catch your breath. Seeing this, Sunny approaches worriedly, but you extend your arm and stop him.

You stand up and wipe the water running down your chin. "I'm fine Sunny, don't worry..." You say shakily and finished.

Sunny is freaking out inside.

୭🧷✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀

[heros-college-project]

He Will Endure

Hero opened his eyes, shooting up from his lying position. "Mari!" He shrieked, before looking around his bedroom. It was still dark out. It was 4 in the morning. He was gasping for breath, covered in a cold sweat. Of course, it was a dream. It would always, always be a dream. That day had passed.

Mari had been gone for a long time. When was he going to accept that? When was he going to get over himself and move on like everyone else had seemed to? Kel certainly did. His parents had, his Mom even asking him if he had anyone he had his eye on as a potential girlfriend. He hadn't seen Sunny in years, but he assumed that was by Sunny's choice, and Aubrey had made a whole gang of new friends before he left.

Everyone was moving on. So why in the hell couldn't he? Why was he being so selfish?

He got out of bed, despite being so tired he could barely find his footing. He needed a drink of something, anything. His mouth felt dry. Maybe he had slept with his mouth open again. He stumbled to the dorm room's fridge, careful to not wake up his roommate. He thinks their name is like Justin or Justice… Janice?

He can honestly never really be bothered enough to remember.

It wasn't supposed to be like this, he thought to himself as he poured some orange juice. He wasn't supposed to be living on the campus of a university far away from his home. He wasn't supposed to be going to school to become a psychologist.

He was supposed to be in an apartment by now. He was going to live with Mari, and be going to college close to home. He was supposed to be studying to become a chef. Mari was going to become a musician, and they would be the power couple that became famous.

'Yeah, what a joke.' Hero thought as he stared at the orange glass in front of him. 'No one ever gets the ending they wanted as teenagers.'

But Hero never even got to pretend he was going to get what he wanted. He got that future robbed from him the day he found her. The day his light was snuffed out.

The 19 year old sighed, the weight of the world creeping in on him again. He felt heavy. The last few years haven't been fun. A mix of survivor's guilt, depression, anxiety… had he done the right thing? Is he still doing the right thing? The nightmares had come back in full force. He was 15 again, standing in his girlfriend's back yard.

Looking at her. Watching her.

Watching as she swayed. Him screaming for help. Trying to get her down.

Hero gripped the glass, staring into it. Why couldn't he have been quicker? Why couldn't she talk to him? What had he done wrong?! What signs were there?! These questions were burned into his head almost every night since he left home again without his little brother there to distract him, or his baby sister's cries to snap him out of it. It's part of the reason he decided on psychiatry. Maybe if he understood the field better, he could see the symptoms from here. It wouldn't bring her back, of course not! But…

The air conditioning in the dorm kicked on, making Hero jump. He sighed, turning back to the counter he was sitting at. It was a quiet night on the outside. So why couldn't Hero's head leave him alone? Why was it always so loud?

He wanted to scream at it to shut up. He wanted to beg for the pain to go away. He wanted to plead to be allowed to just move on. But that wouldn't be fair. People were sleeping. So, Hero endured.

As he had learned to do. It didn't matter what he felt, Kel needed his attention so he could be praised when he made a jump shot. So, he endured.

It didn't matter if he felt a pit in his heart, Mama needed help cooking. So, he endured.

It didn't matter if he wanted to scream at the God he no longer believed in for taking the best woman on this Earth away at only 15, for making her FEEL like she needed to go, his dad needed help with a project. So, he endured.

It didn't matter if he wanted to do nothing but cry and sob and let his emotions out. It didn't matter what he was feeling. It didn't matter what Hero wanted to do, or say. Too many people were counting on him.

So, he endured.

Time off was too costly. Time away was too costly. Time taken off of his goals is too much to ask. If he stops at all, he'll never start again. He knows that.

So, he will endure.

…It's 4 in the morning. Hero is alone. He should not be alone, but he is.

Hero is going home tomorrow. He should get some sleep. He knows starting tomorrow he needs to pretend everything is okay. That he's not hurting. That he's a functional adult now.

After all, that's what he is… right? This is what functional adults do. Everyone hurts, why is he special? Why should he get to stay in bed sobbing away? His thoughts are going too fast. He needs to find a way to sleep.

He needs something to put himself out quickly. Something to make him drowsy. He put the orange juice back.

He grabbed a beer.

He will endure. As he has ever since he got out of bed after the fight with Kel.

He opened it. He took a sip. It burned against his throat. Oh well, he was getting used to the first of the night. It wasn't like he hasn't been drinking a lot more recently anyways. The little stings felt nice, in a way. It wasn't like it was the worst pain he had in his life right now, either. He took another drink. He can endure the burn.

As he always has.

As is second nature to him now.

He will endure.

[misqnon]

"with him?" for the wip game def not just bc i want a future chapter teaser 🤭 👀

grins evilly...this is from a future Future chapter (chapter 8) but ive been itching to show it to someone

“It wasn’t the same. Usopp chose to leave. I had no other choice. You have no idea how much I wanted to go home to the Sunny.” He says, and Zoro’s surprised to hear the cook’s voice break. Sanji’s not an unemotional hardass- he’s seen the man blubber plenty, but never to him. 

Zoro stands his ground, though gears are turning in his head. “You still didn’t put your trust in Luffy, cook.” The nickname almost sounds soft, for once. “You know how he is. He could have turned it around somehow, even without you agreeing to the wedding.”

“I tried not to agree at first.” Sanji says, raising glassy eyes to glare at him. “It wasn’t just the crew they were holding over my head, jackass. They were going to kill Zeff. They were going to take down the Baratie. They said they’d- Fuck, why am I even telling you all this? It’s not like you’re going to change your stubborn-ass mind.”

“I don’t see why we had to talk about it in the first place. It’s all in the past, what happened happened. What about now?”

“What about now?” Sanji asks, balling his fists. “Now, because of all that bullshit, I’m losing my mind! Do you even know why I asked you to kill me, Zoro!?”

“No. And I don’t need to know.”

“Well too fucking bad. It’s because I thought I’d kicked a woman. I thought I’d split her head open, and when I came to my senses she was looking at me, terrified- and bleeding, and-” He pinches the bridge of his nose, fumbling for that cigarette in his pocket from earlier. “And-my body- it’s-”

He pulls out his lighter again, and it flick, flick, flickers- until he spikes it into the ground and lights his foot aflame to light the damn thing instead. The gold mermaid figure makes a loud shink against the road, bouncing up and skidding a few feet away.

“I need to still be able to trust you to do that. I still need you to kill me if you have to.” Sanji says, urgently. 

Zoro fixes his gaze to him. “I don’t back down from my word.”

“Even if you, what, fall in love with me?”

“Yes. Even then.”

“Bullshit! I asked you because I knew you were the one person on the crew I could trust to not only pull it off, but do it without doubting yourself. This throws a wrench in all of that!”

“It doesn’t.” Zoro insists, nearly a growl. “If you lose your mind, I’ll kill you. I swore. But you’re delusional if you think I’m gonna let you lose your mind that easily.”

Zoro’s convictions and his contradictions make Sanji dizzy. The anger spinning in his chest- fuck, what did it even start out as?- it’s gripping him and the smoke in his lungs isn’t doing anything to calm it. 

“You can’t just wait until the worst of it, Zoro. I need you to nip it in the bud.”

Zoro, who’s been fairly steely calm in comparison, finally balls his fist into Sanji’s shirt, yanking him forward with a growl. “Why are you so desperate to die, huh!? You have no drive to live for yourself, only to make yourself useful to others. It’s humiliating. Don’t you have any pride!?”

“Don’t you think you have too much!?” Sanji screams, gripping Zoro’s suit back just as hard. “I don’t understand your bullshit confidence or your fucking- hypocritical hero complex, sacrificing yourself for the crew almost every battle and then coming at me for trying to do the same!”

“It’s not the same-!” Zoro snarls, and Sanji cuts him off before he can explain.

“It isn’t, mosshead!? Then how come almost every single battle leaves you half-dead, more injured than any of us- even Luffy!? How come every loss has you training yourself to death in the crow’s nest like it’s all your fault it happened!?”

That seems to hit a nerve. “I’m tired of trying to explain myself to you- Clearly all you wanna do is wallow in your own self pity.” Zoro hisses.

Sanji sees red. “You just don’t wanna admit your self-esteem issues are just as glaring as mine, you ‘honorable’ prick.”

[kikis-writing-service]

My Hero Academia

🖤 Loneliness (shouta aizawa x reader) ★ (305 words, angst) ★ a girl's truth-compelling quirk unmasks a boy's lonely heart

🖤 Voodoo Doll (dabi x reader) ★ (735 words) ★ an arsonist and an alcoholic walk into an alley 🖤 A Heartbreaking Sight (shiretoko tomoko x reader) ★ (369 words, angst/comfort) ★ amidst heartbreaking loss, you comfort Tomoko, whose quirk has just been stolen 🖤 Pancakes (shouto Todoroki x reader) ★ (840 words) ★ in an unexpected encounter at a café, Shouto and his mysterious neighbor share a meal 🖤 Closing the Gap (shouto todoroki x reader) ★ (1.4k words, angst/comfort) ★ shouto is convinced he's a force of destructive. you aim to prove him otherwise

katsuki bakugou

🖤 Spicy Curry (series - ongoing) 1 2 3 4 5  Pro-hero Dynamight hides his developing hearing loss from the public. He doesn’t want them or the villains to know about what he considers his only weakness. His family knows. His best friends know. And now you, the owner of his favorite little curry shop, know. You want to live a quiet life & to protect your son. The last thing you want is to draw attention to yourself. You hide your identity, you hide your scars, and you hide your quirk. And then Bakugou, Katsuki walks in one day with dried blood on his ears, and you can’t help but help him.

mina ashido

🖤 The Death of You ★ (595 words) ★ you're stuck sharing a bed with your crush

ochaco uraraka

🖤 Bad Taste in Men ★ (273 words) ★ turns out you have bad taste in men, but your shitty ex has great taste in women

🖤 Green Tea & Vanilla ★ (212 words) ★ you'd do anything for ochaco, even if that means you can only kiss her behind closed doors

One Piece

🖤  An Argument (shanks x reader) ★ (655 words, angst, request) ★ shanks urges you to join him on the sea, but leaving your family behind is out of the question. but choosing your family might just mean breaking your own heart. 🖤 Rejected (shanks x reader) ★ (536 words, angst) ★ you finally got the courage to confess your feelings to your captain, but his unexpected response leaves you questioning if the risk was worth taking. 🖤 Pouring Rain (jewelry bonney x reader) ★ (614 words, angst) ★ soulmate!au with soulmate marks ★ it's just one of those days where everything goes wrong, but if there was ever meant to be a silver lining, it would be the cute cashier whose mark matched yours, right? 🖤  A Painful Reunion (nico robin x reader) ★ (578 words, angst) ★ you didn't expect to see her again. and you certainly didn't expect the sight of her genuine smile--that seemed to come so easily with these new people--would hurt so much. 🖤 The Heart of a Revolutionary (koala x reader) ★ (756 words, angst/fluff) ★ it was inevitable that you would fall for her. she was so kind and so pretty. she made you feel like you could hope for a better future. but then she disappeared and you thought that was that. so what's she doing back and with the revolutionaries?

Sanji

🖤 Helping Him Out ★ (418 words) ★ you explain to nami why you're in love with the crew's cook--and why you won't tell him 🖤 Bad Habit ★ (230 words) ★ in the guise of offering help to Sanji, you repeatedly enter the Sunny's kitchen to bask in the addictive praise and admiration he showers upon you

[aubreysheadspace]

HIII omg i just found out abt ur blog and youre the first ever person i interact with HA. its also my first time requesting so if anythings out of order feel free to ignore /gen !!!!! i was thinking about a rq that includes SUNNY (platonic) with a reader that basically adopted him /hj and acts up and behaves like his parent/guardian, like tbh a real parental figure to look up to!!! reader is kinda older too!1 i just love sunny sm hes my boy

(PLATONIC) SUNNY WITH A READER WHO ACTS LIKE A PARENT TO HIM

hi hii!! welcome to the blog anon, and welcome to tumblr !!! this request is so cute waa!!! sunny definitely needs to be taken care of, hope u enjoy!

SUNNY

as much as he doesn’t realize it, SUNNY needs someone to take care of him. he has his mom, sure, but she’s been so busy lately, his father left him, and his sister..

anyway, so when you come into the picture, SUNNY appreciates your attempts of taking care of him, but declines at first.

it reminds him of all the times he falls back to his friend group before, when he was (still is actually) the baby of the group. it made him feel so much guilt that he just felt like a burden to you

however, don’t give up, SUNNY will eventually give in to your parental caretaking. the cloud of guilt still lingers around him, but just let him know you want to take care of him.

you remind him of HERO, and you even earn a 'Wow…' from him. he likes to watch you cook and asks if he could wash the dishes for you, or at least do something to repay you

don’t baby him TOO much, he might get a bit annoyed. he’s thankful, yeah, but he’s not a baby that’s incapable of doing anything. it frustrates him if you won’t let him do anything on his own

i think he’d probably want to cook with you and not just wash dishes. what if one day you’re not there to take care of him? he’s gotta prepare his own food then. turn the cooking experience into a bonding experience!

he’d try to help with laundry if you do that as well, but probably does NOT know how to fold his clothes properly. ..teach him that too please. in fact, just teach him basic needs at this point. he’s trying his best at least.

no no, he definitely hasn’t called you [parent name of your choice] once or twice no no no, not at all! he totally didn’t embarrass himself and apologize quietly, nuh uh!

in short, SUNNY is thankful you’re taking care of him when the only parent in his life currently is mostly busy and unavailable. he likes the delicious food you make for him and looks forward to it every time he smells something good from the kitchen

[i-love-yoi]

You feed them like a child.

For now, I have some inspiration, and perhaps I will write two more papers, and then I will look at the bottom again, because I will be preparing for exams throughout the school year. In any case, enjoy reading.

Characters:Hero, Kel, Sunny, Basil, Aubrey, Mari.

TW:GN!Reader, romantic relationship, takes place after the Mari incident, cute nicknames, a little suggestion.

Hero

•At first he will be confused and a little shocked.

•The two of you were sitting quietly and eating your food, enjoying the pleasant taste and aroma, when suddenly a spoon/fork/chopsticks with food straight from your plate appears in front of his mouth.

•He looked at you, wondering: "What's going on?"

•His confusion was literally written on his face.

•You, slightly rising from your chair, reached out to him across the entire table, holding out your hand with food, and a determined and cheerful expression was on your face.

•Then you burst out: "Hero, come on, say aaaa!"

•Then it dawned on the guy.

•You just wanted to feed him like a child!

•Of course, most couples do this, and it is just a form of showing affection, but it was still embarrassing, at least for Hero.

•His cheeks turned red and he looked down, thinking.

•He then placed the utensil on the edge of the plate, closed his eyes, opened his mouth and said "aaah..."

•Hero's lips wrapped around your utensil with food, taking all the food from your spoon/fork/chopsticks.

•Hero chews the food in slight embarrassment, swallowing.

•Suddenly he sees you chuckle slightly at his appearance.

•Well, he wasn't going to tolerate this, he accepted the challenge.

•Taking a portion of food in his utensil, he presented it very close to your lips while you were distracted, and turned on his sense of smell.

•"Hey, Y/N, open your mouth~".

•Well, now it's your turn.

Kel

•This is the guy who will think about anything except what turns out to be true.

•You ate calmly, and Kel, as usual, either said something, chatting about his own, or was clearly trying to enjoy the taste of food.

•However, it may be difficult for you to catch the moment, since Kel eats quite quickly, and talks quite a lot, without stopping, and jumping from topic to topic.

•So catching him at some point is simply sometimes unrealistic.

•However, surprisingly even to yourself, you manage to catch the moment, bringing your cutlery with food quite close to his lips.

•And just as you wanted to say something, Kel immediately interrupts you.

•"Are you saying that you have something in your food? But I can't see anything."

•"Um... No, Kel, that's not what I meant. Just say—"

•"Oh! You mean the food wasn't good? Well... Oh, sorry, I'm not much of a cook, hehe..."

•"No, Kel, I—"

•"Wait! You want me to... Blow on your food? But the food's kind of warm—"

•"No, Kel, I just want you to open your mouth so I can put the damn food in your mouth!"

•"Oh..."

•It's always like that. Yeah, Kel always tries to anticipate what you want, a habit he developed from his parents and possible ADHD.

•Hearing your answer only left Kel with more questions.

•Why are you feeding him YOUR portion of food? Aren't you hungry? And if you're not hungry, why don't you just put your plate in the fridge?

•However, seeing that you were already angry enough, Kel only obeyed you, opening his mouth wider and closing his eyes.

•When you were almost able to put food in his mouth, it immediately dawned on him and he realized that you wanted to feed him, like most couples do, he immediately opened his eyes, saying.

•"Ah! So you just wanted to feed me, like couples do in movies? Oh, how sweet of you—"

•A cutlery with food flies into Kel's mouth, shutting him up at the same time.

•Of course, he was a little ashamed of his behavior, but he happily accepted the food and your somewhat romantic gesture, of course... If he was already as romantic at this point as he was from the very beginning.

•Although, now because of this, Kel will become more clingy to you.

•"Hey, Y/N! Feed me like a baby one more time! Please!..."

•He said, stretching out the vowels in a pleading tone.

•And he did it in any place, even crowded ones.

•Well, what to do with him, that's up to you.

Sunny

•You know, he often saw this moment in different works, films, etc., even dreamed about it, and in the world of dreams, your version often fed his alter ego like a child.

•In fact, Sunny is a big fan of fantasies, but they always need to be fueled by something, and films, TV series, books, manga, etc. are used.

•Although, he hasn't left the house for 4 years—

•But I think they'll definitely show something new on TV.

•But Sunny rarely sees this, because all the interesting and romantic films are mostly shown in the evening, and at this time he sleeps.

•Well, during the day they show slick and tearful cheap dramas that no one would even watch.

•So he had to feed on what he fed on before, that is, books and other works that he'd already read a hundred times.

•Of course, he tried to come up with something himself, but he was not very good at it, because he did not know anything new.

•And only when he started going out and to the shops, that's when his brain began to fully feed on energy.

•And lying on the bed, happily imagining everything that he could, raging with ideas, it was just a masterpiece.

•He might have seemed experienced, but this was not so at all.

•When your cutlery with food appeared in front of him, your body stretched out across the table, with a sweet smile full of affection and love, telling him to open his mouth, his heart simply stopped.

•He was completely red, and just froze, looking at the food.

•At some point, you even thought that he simply died on the spot from a strong release of adrenaline in the heart, but unfortunately or fortunately this was not true, and Sunny was alive.

•Although, there was a lot of adrenaline in his blood, even too much, which made his heart beat intensely, pumping and accelerating the blood in his body faster.

•Even the simple thought that you would lick your cutlery after he himself passed his lips over it only excited him more.

•You waved your hand in front of his eyes.

•"Hey, Sunny, are you okay? Can you even hear me?..."

•Sunny only nods silently.

•"Thank God... Do you understand what I want to do?"

•Sunny is a little confused, but points his index finger to his lips.

•"I want to spoil you a little, Sunny, show you how much I love you. Open your mouth."

•You imagine the cutlery to Sunny's lips, waiting for his flesh gates to open.

•Sunny is still a little nervous, not knowing what to do, but he closes his eyes, slightly opening his mouth, very red.

•When he felt the food on his tongue, he reflexively closed his mouth, taking the food from the cutlery with his lips and starting to chew.

•His face remained impassive, but quite red, so you could only imagine what was going on inside him, and you couldn't help but giggle quietly into your hand.

Basil

•Of all the people here, he is probably the most emotional and embarrassed.

•Basically, consider that he was alone for a very long time, being bullied by his former best friend from childhood, and also his parents are not at home that often.

•That's why all these 4 years he was alone, only him and his plants.

•The plants were like overcoming difficulties.

•Like his little children, for whom he was still alive.

•Basil was always removed from the main group of friends, and when he had to keep a terrible secret alone that everyone, he only closed himself off even more.

•He became like a lily long forgotten by someone, which was dying due to lack of moisture and because of parasites that ate its roots.

•Basil wanted to be a beautiful rose, so he could protect himself with thorns, but he will always remain an oppressed lily that was abandoned to its fate.

•Well... That was for a while, until you came along.

•Like the only ray of light, you penetrated his life through the dark clouds, illuminating the right path for him.

•While in a relationship with you, he slowly began to recover, with o it was quite cute.

•"Hey, Basil, are you listening to me?"

•"Huh? Ah... Y/N, yes, I'm listening to you, everything is fine, continue."

•Yes, he often gets distracted while eating, thinking about your relationship, how his life has changed after he started a relationship with you.

•How terrible thoughts stopped tormenting him so often.

•Basil actually liked talking to you, listening to you, his love language was intellect.

•However, he clings to the past too much, so he tends to get distracted from the conversation sometimes.

•After a while, when you noticed that Basil was distracted from the conversation again, you decided to teach him a little lesson.

•Taking a cutlery with a small portion of food in your hands, you quietly extend your hand, and through Basil's pursed lips, you insert a spoon with food into his mouth.

•He immediately came to his senses, looking at you in surprise.

•His cheeks turned pink and he himself became very excited.

•You slowly let go of the spoon, leaving it in your boyfriend's mouth, enjoying his reaction.

•He was like a timid kitten or a rabbit who did not understand what was happening.

•Basil took the spoon out of his mouth with his hand, looking at it for a while.

•The thought that you had literally just exchanged drool made Basil blush even more, even though you had kissed before, more than once and not in a childish way.

•"Y/N... What was that?..."

•"Oh, simple revenge, nothing more. You've distracted yourself from our conversation again, dear."

•Honestly, Basil would only be glad if you took revenge on him like this more often.

Aubrey

•Oh, Aubrey is quite a complicated person.

•I think it's all because of her relationship with her parents, especially her mother.

•After her father left, she became the main target for all the anger and resentment that accumulated day after day in her mother's soul.

•Sometimes it even came to physical abuse, but this is rare.

•Mostly it was just screaming, well, or some insults.

•When her mother is drunk, she is calm, one might even say devastated, and just stupidly stares at the TV screen.

•In any case, Aubrey rarely spends time at home, and this is understandable, not everyone will be happy with insults and shouting in their direction.

•So your meals are mostly in a pizzeria, where you either together or in a company enjoy greasy pizza.

•However, you are alone more often, because she feels calmer and more sincere with you one-on-one.

•Of course, she trusts her group of friends, especially Berly.

•However, she is more open with you than with her friends, she trusts you more, believing that you understand her better than anyone.

•And here you are again sitting in a pizzeria, enjoying pepperoni, while your girlfriend again complains about Kel's clinginess, her mother's hysterics, and just about everything that can be, including the weather.

•You just sit, calmly eating a slice of pizza, listening to her.

•For you, this was an ordinary, simple routine, but you did not complain, but on the contrary.

•For you, this was a moment of intimacy, when you were truthful with each other, and could share anything, even that you, for example, did not like coffee or something more insignificant.

•Your attention was suddenly drawn to Aubrey's moving lips as she spoke.

•A strange desire was born inside you.

•You reached for the last piece of pizza, and standing up a little, you pressed the tip of the pizza right to Aubrey's lips.

•She froze for a moment and just sat there silently.

•An awkward silence ensued.

•Here she blushed slightly and smirked slyly.

•"Oh? So someone here decided to be a little more daring by stopping me from speaking? However, I am glad that you sacrificed the last piece of pizza for me."

•Aubrey giggled a little, and took a bite of the pizza, biting off half and leaving the other half for you.

•Well, it was awkward at first, but it all ended up being very good.

Mari

•Oh, I think you'll be the ones being spoon-fed here—

•Mari is a very caring girl! Just the way she cares for and loves her younger brother Omori already speaks of her loving nature.

•She herself likes to show you affection, in any form! Verbally, intellectually, physically, with gifts, and so on.

•She especially likes to cuddle with you when the main Omori group goes off to look for B... B.. Bagel? I don't understand... But it doesn't matter! The main thing is that you and Mari can be alone with each other instead.

•Although, you guys seem to never leave each other, always together, as if tied to each other by the threads of fate.

•But you don't get tired of each other, surprisingly.

•On the contrary, your bond only gets stronger.

•And so, sitting on a soft blanket, in a red and white check, you sit quietly on your lap, eating the bento that Mari prepared for you in advance, well, or just pulled out of her wonderful basket.

•Delicious rice, with tender chicken and nutritious vegetables, sprinkled with sesame seeds and just wonderful.

•The view of the playground, where your friends are frolicking, while the main group of Omori is just traveling, you calmly spend time enjoying the food.

•Wait... But aren't they looking for someone? ...

•Although, who should they be looking for? Everyone is here, on the playground!

•But it doesn't matter.

•Delicious food, beautiful scenery, happy friends, good weather, a calm atmosphere and the most beloved and beautiful girl nearby, what could be better?

•You look at Mari, watching how she is distracted by enjoying the food and the atmosphere.

•You decided to play a little joke on her.

•In a sweet and kind way, of course!

•You scoop up some rice, bringing it closer to Mari and calling her.

•Mari seems to wake up and turns to you, confused as to why you called her, she immediately sees the rice in front of her lips and smiles sweetly.

•"Oh, you want to feed me? How sweet of you, Y/N."

•Mari closes her eyes, allowing you to put some rice in her mouth.

•To which she chews and swallows with a satisfying sound.

•Then, at the same time, she scoops up some rice too, bringing it closer to your lips.

•"Come on, open your mouth, sweetie!"

•I think you won't turn away from this.

[ltleflrt]

Character Statistics

Basics:

full name: Kestrel Tav

titles: none (that he knows of)

nicknames: Kes, 'Shroom

gender: Male

pronouns: He/Him

sexual orientation: Gay

marital status: None

age: 43

place of birth: A roadside inn two days travel outside Baldur's Gate.

residence: Nowhere, but he has family in Baldur's Gate, Mantol-Derith, and Neverwinter, and they're as close to being home as he gets.

occupation: Harper

species: Half sun-elf, half human

known languages: Common, Elvish, Undercommon, Drow sign

Appearance:

height: 5'10"

build: Slender, athletic

eyes: Gold

hair: Red with gold highlights

tattoos: Eye makeup, a symbol on his forehead that supposedly helps focus his magic, and a feather on one of his shoulder blades.

other distinguishing features: Freckles, nose piercing

style: Long vests or tunics over trousers, with sturdy boots. Carries a hand carved quarterstaff that he uses as a walking stick, a casting focus, and a weapon.

Personality:

positive traits: Compassionate, optimistic, romantic, intelligent, friendly, perceptive.

negative traits: Nosy, impulsive, can't settle down in one place, sometimes allows people to take advantage of him.

likes: Rich foods, animals, music, kinky sex.

dislikes: Bullies, staying in one place for too long.

fears: Being the cause of someone's pain.

phobias: Spiders

hobbies: Cooking, playing matchmaker.

skills: Cooking, singing, magic.

quirks: He doesn't care about his hair very much for an elf. It's why he keeps it cut short like a human. When he's angry he has wild magic surges, even when he's not actively casting spells.

pet peeves: Being told that something is hopeless, accidentally turning himself into a sheep.

Family:

mother: Jayne Tav (human, Harper)

father: Biological father is a sun-elf spy that was probably from a noble family. He's not involved in Kestrel's life, and denies relations. Step-father is a drow named Elamshim Mizzrune.

siblings: Caelnir Tav (half-drow, older half-brother), Demagh Tav (half-drow, adopted older brother, @joasakura's OC)

spouse/lover: Astarion is his thiramin (soulmate), and Halsin is his lover.

children: none, and does not want any.

pets: scratch, owl bear cub.

notable close relatives: Demagh Tav, Jaheira (godmother).

best friend: his brothers Caelnir and Demagh.

rival/nemesis: none

Faves:

time of day/night: Sunset and sunrise.

weather: Sunny and warm.

breakfast food: Melted cheese sandwiches, with sausage if it's available.

dinner food: Chunky soups with fresh bread.

colours: Bright, vivid blues.

songs: A song his brother Caelnir wrote about their mother.

Other random stuff:

a cherished item: A stuffed orc doll named "Gert" that he got from his adopted brother Demagh. Whenever they meet in person, they take turns giving it back to each other. For protection, and good luck.

first love: A halfling boy named Milo that he met in the few years he spent in Baldur's Gate when he was a teenager.

usual mood: Cheerful, annoyingly so for certain grumpy/emo companions.

defining moments: Moving to the Underdark and meeting Caelnir when he was 9 years old, then losing their mother to a wasting sickness a few months later. A giant spider attack that nearly killed him around the age of 10, and being rescued by Demagh, which is when he decided he was going to be a hero.

Questions borrowed from this post.

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Commission for Neskastree

A commission I made for @neskastree. Featuring their AU.

Erika mounted her motorcycle by the sidewalk, before walking up to her old childhood home and knocking on the door.

A part of her didn’t want to be here….

But she would stay. Only for her brother and sister’s sake.

She was reluctantly hired by her own parents to watch over the two for a few days, especially since Mari was paralyzed from the waist down now.

Admittedly, another part of her wanted to take her siblings away and raise them in a better environment. Do want their parents never did for her and raise her siblings right.

Raise her siblings in a healthier and kinder environment.

But she couldn’t do that, now could she…?

….

….

The albino woman was greeted by Sunny, who looked at her for a few moments. Soon, he raised his arms, allowing Erika to lift him up and embrace him.

“How’s my little kitten?” Erika asked with a small smile, chuckling as Sunny nuzzled against her clavicle. She then entered the home, looking around while carrying the boy.

She didn’t see her parents anywhere yet….

She then waltzed towards the piano room, entering it and noticing Mari at the piano. She sighed, setting Sunny down and ruffling his hair before walking over to Mari.

“Hoping that our parents would, and I quote in your own words, “wisen up and get rid of this damn thing”?” Mari asked, receiving a grunt from her older sister. She held Erika’s hand as it rested on her shoulder.

The younger of the two women turned and hugged her big sister with a smile, “Missed you, Sis.” “Are you taking care of yourself?” She asked, receiving a nod as Erika combed Mari’s hair.

“And you?” The oldest of the siblings asked. “And don’t try to reassure me.”

Mari sighed, before saying honestly, “I’m trying…. It’s…complicated, of course. But I am trying.”

The albino woman nodded, saying, “Get to the dining room. I’ll try to make you two something.” “You? Cooking?” Mari responded sarcastically with a smirk. “Now Hell HAS frozen over.”

As Mari and Sunny headed towards the dining room, Erika went upstairs, opening the door to her parents’ room. And there they were, just preparing to leave.

“Ah, Erika…!” Her mother smiled, walking over to her. “Thank you for coming over.” The taller woman just nodded, before asking, “Besides the obvious, is there anything that I should be aware of?”

“Well…I don’t know if you heard, but Hero and Sunny…don’t have a close bond anymore….” The older woman explained slowly. “Though it’s not my place to say….”

Erika shook her head, “It’s fine. I think I can piece it together. Either way, he’s not gonna be welcome while I’m around.”

“Please try to make sure Sunny and Mari take care of their emotional and mental wellbeing…?” Her mother asked quietly. “I…think you know why I’m asking.”

“Goes without question. I’ll try. Main priority with those two.” The albino hummed with a gentle expression. Although she is detached from her parents, she’s glad that someone still cares enough about her siblings’ health.

After following her parents to the car and helping them get everything loaded, her mother went back inside to say goodbye to Mari and Sunny. Once she was out of hearing range, Erika grabbed her father’s shoulder, causing him to tense up.

“I’ll make this clear. I am TRYING to be civil with you. ONLY for Mari and Sunny’s sake.” Erika said firmly. “But one piece of advice. Think twice before saying a word or acting towards my siblings.”

“You wanna be a good influence on your kids? I strongly suggest you behave like it.” She added. “Because you CERTAINLY didn’t do it for me. And you’re certainly not one for Sunny right now.”

Erika released her hold on the man’s shoulder, before walking into the house. And in that moment, her father took in a shaky breath, trying to focus on packing up.

….

….

Once they left, Erika took a deep breath and went into the kitchen, shouting, “I’m getting your early dinner ready now!”

Mari strolled in behind her, asking, “Can we talk a bit, please?” “About…what you’ve been saying since my accident.” She elaborated.

The older woman raised an eyebrow, turning to face her sister as she got ingredients out, “You mean…me bitching about how I could do a better job as a parent than our actual ones…?”

The wheelchair-bound woman nodded, looking off to the side with a glum expression, sighing, “You and I are well aware of how our father treats Sunny. And essentially prioritizes me….”

“I was thinking…maybe you could use these next few days to prove that you can be better than them.” She suggested. “And I want to prove that I can handle myself.”

Erika kept her skeptical expression in place, before asking, “Will you promise that you will take breaks from the piano to spend time with Sunny and I?”

“Yes, ma’am.” The younger woman sighed with a pout, before feeling Erika pinch her cheek. The tallest of the siblings grinned, “That’s my little kitten.”, before going back to the stove to cook.

….

….

After dinner, Erika let the siblings do their own things for now.

Mari was on the phone with their mother, while Sunny was on the couch with a sketchbook and pencil.

The albino walked over and sat with Sunny, looking over his shoulder to watch him. “You got some talent, kiddo.” She hummed. “Perhaps you should look into becoming an artist after high school.”

A small smile formed on her brother’s lips, before continuing to draw as he leaned against his oldest sister. The oldest of the siblings continued watching her brother work and show his talent and passion for art and creativity.

She’s very glad that Sunny’s found something that speaks to him.

That allows him to be himself.

“What’s that?” The albino woman asked suddenly, pointing at a doodle of a ghost-like figure, fully black with a singular eye. The boy wrote down, “A character or something. Not sure yet….”

Erika nodded, “Mind drawing more for me?” “I have been thinking about getting a couple more tattoos. And I…would like designs made by you.” She said with a meek blush.

She could see the stars in her brother’s eyes immediately as he hugged her tightly. As he quickly got back to drawing, the albino woman gave a warm smile.

It’s been a long time since she saw her little brother this happy.

It felt…nice. Relaxing, even…for a change.

She’s happy that Sunny was doing something that his heart desired….

….

….

Eventually, night came around….

It was Erika’s suggestion that they all sleep together in the living room, like they used to in their youth. Plus, it made things easier for her, especially to help her siblings.

Once everyone was comfortable, it didn’t take long for Sunny and Erika to fall asleep.

Mari, meanwhile, remained awake…holding her big sister’s arm.

She felt…at peace. No pity. No guilt. No pain.

Just the peaceful silence of the night.

….

Though it seemed that someone had a gut feeling that she would be awake. “Shouldn’t you be sleeping…?” Erika asked in a whisper.

“Just taking in the silence…. It’s much easier on me….” The younger woman explained. “No pity. No pain. No guilt.”

The two remained silent for a few long moments, before Erika asked, “Something else is on your mind…. What’s up…?”

Mari sighed and leaned her head against her sister, “You’re not the only one who wishes things went differently that day.”

“Sunny beats himself over it a lot…and it hurts to see him in pain.” She explained, closing her eyes. “And I wish…I could’ve noticed what he was going through.”

“I wish I told you what was going on…. I wish I noticed sooner…!” Mari whispered, a couple tears burning the corners of her eyes. “He has nightmares about it and our father scorns him often about it…!”

“Mari….” Erika whispered.

She slowly moved her arm under her sister, holding her close, “It’s okay, Mari…. It’s gonna be okay….” “I promise you, little sister. You and our baby brother. Things are going to be okay.” She said.

The albino woman hoped…PRAYED…that she could reassure her little sister enough to calm her down. She wasn’t sure if things would be okay, of course….

But she sure as hell was going to try and make it so.

Mari gave a small nod, slowly calming her breathing and sniffling a little, before wiping her tears, “Okay…. I’m okay now….”

“Good.” The older woman hummed, continuing to hold her sister. It’s not long before she shifted positions, putting the sleeping Sunny between her and Mari.

The oldest of the three gave a tired smile, “There we go. A much better position.”, before wrapping her arms around her two siblings.

All while in his sleep, Sunny just curled up against Mari, before taking a hold of Erika’s hand. Mari gave a small giggle, “That’s our little sunshine.”

Erika hummed, “Wake me when you need me.”

Mari gave a small nod with a chuckle, holding Erika’s hand as the two joined their brother in the land of dreams.