#hes a lil more introverted clearly

[gh0stsp1d3r]

𝒥𝓊𝓈𝓉…𝓈𝒽ℴ𝒸𝓀ℯ𝒹

req: Rafe X r. She has only had one boyfriend and that’s the only person she has been intimate with. Because of her more sweet introverted shy nature, he assumes that she has never done anal so Rafes jokes about “at least getting to claim her first somewhere else” but then gets so shocked when she confesses.

a/n: i thought of season one Rafe for this for some reason. Also im trying new formats lol my older ones sucked and im trying to figure out better ones. send some inspo maybe??

warnings: smut, fem!reader, possessive rafe, anal, a lil titty sucking (I’m not sorry) porn w plot, praise kink hehehe, names (baby, my girl)

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divider below by @/plutism

“Hey,” Rafe rasped out from behind you, you jumping and turning to him. His hands went to your shoulders, eyes looking you up and down in your dress.

You thought that he was still in his room, you were clearly wrong. You had stayed the night at Tannyhill for Midsummers, and Ward insisted on you staying in the guest bedroom.

This was your first time seeing Rafe in this suit, and God, it was hot on him.

“Jesus, don’t scare me.” You pouted and gently shoved his chest, a playful smirk on his face. “But, hi.”

“You look good.” He told you, a smile also forming on your face at his compliment.

“You do too.” You replied shyly, cheeks burning at his compliment. You knew that look in his eyes all too well. That look of lust, of need, his eyes glossed over and turned a darker shade. He leaned in to kiss you, his hands traveling down your back, and to the curve of your ass.

You let out a little moan when he squeezed the flesh through your dress. When he pulled away, you shook your head. He pouted at you.

“C’mon. Just like… one round.” He tried, already trying to get you on the guest bed that you slept in for the night

“After.” You murmured against his lips, Rafe pulled away when he heard a knock on the door.

“Y/n, Rafe, c’mon! You’re gonna make us all late.” Ward spoke, you sighing. Rafe opened the door for you.

“Oh, you two look adorable.” Rose told you, a crooked smile on her face when you both walked out together.

You gave her a shy smile, Rafe turned to you, whispering something in your ear.

“Hey, we’re gonna spend the night at Top’s.” He told his dad. Ward just nodded and said goodbye, not thinking anything of it.

You giggled as he pulled you away from the crowd, and you both walked hand in hand down the street.

“Why are we staying at a hotel again?” You asked him, turning to look at the boy.

“Well, there’s only one reason, right?” He said with a smile on his face, turning to look at you.

“What’s that reason?”

“You don’t know the reason?” He teased. You shook your head.

“Just tell me!”

“Well, I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you. And then we are gonna go get drunk. As drunk as we possibly can.” He said shamelessly with a shrug, your cheeks burned up and you shook your head at his word choice, just glad that the buzzing cars and the sound of loud music blared through so no passerby’s could hear.

You both got the best room that money could buy, Rafe opening the door for you and leading you inside, smirk on his face.

He pushed you down on the bed, hovering on top of you, his lips traveled down your body.

“God, all fuckin’ mine, huh?” He murmured, more to himself. His hands went to your back, you arched your back and helped him shove the dress off of your body.

“At least I can claim you first somewhere else, right?” He murmured, smirk on his face as his eyes raked down your body, his hands working at his belt and pants.

“What does that mean?” You asked him with a quirked eyebrow.

“You lost your virginity to that other douche, right?”

“Yeah…” you trailed off, still very confused.

“He hasn’t fucked that ass, though.”

Your eyes widened, looking around the room. His hands were now tugging off his boxers before you started stuttering, holding a hand out.

“What? You don’t wanna?” He asked you, stopping and looking down at you, slightly afraid he scared you and did something wrong.

Usually you were up for everything, and you both had brought up the topic before and you said you wouldn’t mind it.

“No- no, I do, but- I…” you shut your eyes as you mumbled the words out, confessing to him. “He did.”

“What?” His eyes widened, movements stopping for a moment.

“He has before.”

“Shit.” He laughed out, running a hand through his hair. That was not what he expected.

“Are you mad?” You asked him quietly, opening your eyes now, looking up at him.

“Course not, baby.” He scoffed. “Just… shocked.“

“I’m sorry.” You murmured.

“Nah. That’s alright. Because it’s all fucking mine now, ain’t it?” He asked, lips back on your skin, leaning down to kiss your cheeks and your neck, you letting out a moan and nodding against him.

“Fuck. All mine.” He muttered against your collarbone, his lips moving against your boobs, he looked up at you as he swirled his tongue around your nipple, taking one in your mouth, making you let out a cry of his name and look back down at him.

He released it with a ‘pop’, going back down to your holes. He spit on his hand, before bringing it down to his cock, jerking it a few times with grunts and groans before lining it up with your tight hole.

Your hands went to his shoulders, letting out a gasp and a sob as he stretched your hole out.

“Shhh, shhh, shh..” he told you, groans escaping his mouth as he felt your walls clench onto him. “You’re a’ight.” He murmured, going to kiss you again, licking away your salty tears.

He sighed when he bottomed out, waiting for you to get adjusted to his size. After a while, you nodded against him. “You can move.” You whispered out, causing him to slowly start moving, a hand going to your clit, rubbing circles on the button, you letting out soft and quiet moans that were like music to his ears.

“God, you feel so good.” He told you, feeling you clench down harder on his length at his praise, a small smirk on his face. “My girl. Fuck,”

“Rafe!” You cried out, nails clawing at his bare back, sure to leave marks. “I’m gonna-“

“I know, I know.” He grunted out, feeling himself also come close, his fingers working faster on your clit, pressing down on it. That was all you needed to come undone, crying out his name and holding him closer, as he came in your ass with groans and grunts.

You both panted, foreheads put together as he started to laugh. You furrowed your eyebrow and looked at him, confused.

“We need to do that more often.”

[dilf-docs]

Drunk In Love

eddie brock x younger!reader

summary: you don't exactly hate your job as bartender. well, sometimes, like when customers who can't take a no show up. your boyfriend decides to take matters into his hands, or better said, tentacles...

warnings: 18+ (minors dni), age gap (ofc), a bit of angst, smut, rough sex??, exhibition kink, oral (f. receiving), fingering, jealous!eddie puts on a show, venom's tongue slurping ur clit like a caprisun, reader gets harrased (is this like a norm for my eddie fics??? lmao)

word count: 3,884 words

side note: this lil' baby is based on this request. that being said, my reqs are still open! keep the suggestions up i say 🗣🔥🔥especially those with classic tropes, cause i'm a deep sucker for them jealousy fics fr most when they get possesive lolz this is me placing my input here *smoothly slides card to the front of the table* ENJOY

If you were to ask your 9 year old self what she wanted to be, she'd tell you an actress. Never a bartender, and most certainly, never the girlfriend of an alien symbiote.

Turns out, life has more on storage of what you expected, certainly. Things haven't gone in the way your kid brain had planned, and going back to the bartender thing, it's one of those things that hasn't been the way you wanted it.

And it isn't the job, really. Over the years, you've grown fond of the drinks you know like the palm of your hand and the scene that occurs behind the bar. Besides, it pays the bills, and there's something comforting in witnessing night engulf the sky, just for the sun to rise again as you're back on your apartment. You're an owl, which really is just how Eddie, your boyfriend, likes to call you with affection.

What hasn't changed and still bothers you after all this years is the people.

It's not like you're an introvert, but crowds aren't really your thing, which is quite the contradiction given the job. The problem lies not on your frequent customers or those who come looking for a good time, but on those who don't know how to take "no" as an answer: most recently, this guy, who won't leave no matter how many times you've told and showed him already.

And it's the wost kind: they don't bother for the drinks, rather the person serving them; and he's been at it for hours, not taking the hint from the one-sided conversation he's been having all this time.

"Hey" the customer speaks again, your back facing him. "So, I want something" he makes a little pause, "but it's not on the menu"

You use a little more force than necessary while cleaning the glass you're holding, "tell me what you want and I'll see what I can do"

He chuckles, and when you finally face him, he seems pleased.

"I want you"

"Too bad" you turn around again, "can't help you then".

"Playing hard to get, I see" you'd think after at least two hours being ignored, he would stop, but he only seems to still not get the cue. "It's fine, I like it this way"

You decide not to add anything, focusing on this drinks for table #2, but he keeps adding comments that drip in annoying drops until your glass of patience overflows.

"C'mon, sugar" he nudges playfully, "spare me a glance, would ya'?"

You scoff, resting your arms on the bar. "If I give you a free drink, would you let me do my job?"

Clearly a mistake, as his hands travel to touch your skin, making it prickle like it burns.

"Still don't get it? The only thing I want is you"

Eddie wanted to surprise you. After some time dating you, he thinks he deserves some credit on to how much he truly knows you; you'd argue he knows you even more than you know yourself.

He knows your small quirks, like the small frown in your lips when you feel sad. He also knows by heart your breathy shrugs, the intricacy of your blinking, the flinch you often do because you get easily scared, and also, how much you hate tuesdays, which is why he's here. Whenever he's free, he drops by, trying to make your night shift a little less difficult. You'd never voiced it out, but he sees it in the way your eyes sparkle when you catch him in the crowd, coming your way, or in the efforts he makes to keep you entertained, your lips curving up in a beautiful smile.

"We are going to see y/n!" chirps Venom in his head, and Eddie can't help but feel a little off at his amount of excitement. "Oh, don't be jealous, Eddie. She sees me as a pet! Still, I like her" he says as Eddie gets inside.

The immediate smell of the alcohol stench place hits him, making him nauseous.

"I hate this place!" Venom agrees, "we should all escape!"

"And get y/n in trouble?" He scoffs, speaking over the music. People don't hear him as he walks by, which helps, since it looks like he's speaking to himself. "Sorry, but I won't be the reason she's gonna loose this job"

"Pussy! You're no fun"

Eddie ignores him as he walks towards you. It isn't until he's almost there, that he notices you're not alone.

"Who's that?" Venom asks.

"I have no idea, buddy" he then notices the proximity, his skin immediately on fire. Not like he's a jealous guy, but never say never.

"He's close to her!" Venom shouts. No shit, thinks Eddie. "We should eat him!"

"He isn't touching her" he butts. Yet, pops the grimy thought up. "Besides, is eating people all you ever think about?" he whisper shouts.

"Yes!" Venom doesn't seem not even a bit embarrassed, "especially bad guys. Like that one"

Eddie is reasonable, he thinks. Feelings like jealousy or possesiveness aren't on his book, yet, seeing the man that doesn't leave you alone, something ugly inside of him burns.

"You judge me, but I know you want the same" he's inciting Eddie, who is angrier than ever. But he doesn't cave in, counts to ten, and breathes in and out, even if he has sped up his walking.

I'm rational. I'm rational. I'm rational.

"Liar" Venom whispers. "You want to kill him"

"Not yet" he can't let his feelings get the best of him, "I can't put y/n in danger so you get some brains. If we do a mess like the ones in Mrs. Chen's store, she'll be fired"

He's being the bigger person here. Eddie just wants you to feel proud of who he is (the lethal protector), and not like you're dating a man child. It happened once (Anne being dissapointed in him, which is worse), and he's not willing to let it happen again. So he'll be polite and politely shove him out of your sight.

At least that's what he thinks until the guy touches you.

"The fuck-"

"Now we're talking!" Venom senses the anger radiating from Eddie, and decides to fire him up, "let's get his brains!"

You're so deep in your shit you don't notice when Eddie walks towards you, his perfume invading your nostrils. In a way, it brings a bit of comfort to your situation.

"Excuse me" his gravely voice goes. Fuck, how you love the sound; you can even feel the nerves going down. It's not like you're a helpless damsel in distress, but sometimes, even if you hate it, a man is needed. Eddie is very much needed now.

"Yes?" the man turns around, and he swears he's screaming when he notices the man is still touching you.

"I'd appreciate if you did me a favor, you see, it's very simple" his tone dripping in venom (hehe), "get your hands off her. Now"

It's stupid, really, how your panties twist at the demading tone, waves of possesivenss radiating off him, considering the situation you're in.

"Why? Are you her guard or something?" he challenges.

"Boyfriend" he spats out.

That would've been enough: at least for a normal person. But some have proven to have worms for brains, like him. Because, even when you've expressed your clear discomfort and Eddie is there, the man doesn't seem the slightlest intimidated, not backing off, by not even a centimeter. All this is very stupid really, and it's testing your patience like it never has in almost three decades alive.

"Yeah?" he stoods up to Eddie, and he's even slightly taller. But Eddie and his strong arms don't back off.

"Yeah" he challenges. God, how you hate men.

"Please, don't make a mess" you beg to no one in particular, because Eddie may be a rational man, but today, all in his eyes are a fury you'd never seen before.

"For your own good, I'm giving you a chance to back off" he threats.

"And what are you gonna do?" he bumps against Eddie's smaller yet built frame, "can't do much, can you?"

The music is on, but it's like it's stopped. All the people have started to stare, and you just want earth to swallow you. The initial wave of arousal is starting to wash away, making you wonder if it's all Eddie's macho ways, Venom or both.

"Eddie, don't" you warn, but it's over: the distraction of your voice makes Eddie turn, and the guy's fist slams across his face, all the regret leaving Eddie's face.

"It's on" he says in a distorted voice.

And it's off for you.

Venom takes over Eddie, the black engulfing his body. People around gasp, and a few do recognize the so-called lethal protector of San Francisco.

"I said" now he towers over him, by various centimeters "...back off"

Punches get thrown, and if you thought he'd cower in fear, the guys tries to fight him off. Some people leave amidst the chaos, and others stay to watch it. How can you take control? Not only is he causing a show, but so is Venom, all rational thoughts flying out of the window.

"Eddie!" you plead, "stop it!"

Your voice falls deaf on his ear. Why doesn't he stop? Eddie thinks he should be scared by now, but he's still fighting. Isn't he scary enough? Isn't he strong enough? Why is he still fighting? He can't loose this fight. No, Venom can't loose this fight.

"You'll pay, scum" he growls, "nobody messes with my girl"

Oh, alright. He got you there; that was kinda hot.

When you get back to your senses, the guy is on the floor, his nose bleeding.

"Eddie, that's enough!" but he ignores you, "Venom!" you try again. Nothing, just alien and guy fighting.

"Have you still learned nothing?"

"Wait!" he shouts, terrified. Nothing like the guy from before, who couldn't take a no, "I'll stop!"

"Good" Venom growls threatening. "I hope you've learned your lesson, asshole" now on Eddie's voice.

The guy scurries away, cowering in fear.

"Alright" you clap your hands, "showtime is over"

You've had enough for today. Really, your hate for tuesdays is justified: an asshole who wouldn't leave you alone, and your boyfriend and his alien pet (derogatory; hey, you're mad!) ruining your day by trying to save it.

"Hey" Eddie's soft voice sounds from behind, "are you okay?"

You laugh, bitterly. "Oh, I don't know. Let's see: a guy harrased me and my boyfriend just fucked up my only income"

His face falls, and you feel a bit bad, yet you can't help it: your nerves are on edge, and your boss not only happens to know you but Eddie too, given all his visits. That means, he sees the cameras and goodbye to your ass, no matter how much you tried to stop it.

This job helps you pay college and your bills. You're fucked: these men's mess will drag you along. Your boss is strict, and the bar reputation will go first: it's a bar, not a brawl. You already hear their stern voice, scolding you (worse) for shit you didn't do.

You start walking away, back to your spot behind the bar. You sigh, deeply: maybe it's the last time you'll ever be there.

"Wait, y/n!" Eddie calls back. The music is going strong and the crowd has long gone, but you know there are still eyes on you. All you want is to curl in bed and cry: you're sad, mad, tired and horny. The week's just getting started: it's not fair.

"What?"

He's taken back by your dry tone; you've never been like this with him. He remembers Anne and their break up, his stomach churning in fear. "Have we fucked up?" asks Venom, but Eddie is too afraid to ask.

"I was trying to help" his voice comes out small, helpless. Funny considering who he is: alien-human symbiote and fearless reporter.

"What does help mean to you? Playing superhero?" you spit. "You'll get me in trouble, Eddie. This job is all I have, yet you seemed to care more about putting a show than me"

"It's not like that!" he argues back, "I was trying to protect you!"

"I know!" you shout, some heads turning around. "I know" you repeat, this time lower, "it's just hard to tell when it's about me, and when it was about you" you confess. Eddie feels bad when he sees your teary eyes, "I don't want you to think I'm angry that you helped me: that guy was scary, and I needed help. I'm just... it's a lot, you know? I thank you for saving me, but I can't thank you for letting your ego take the best of you" you let out a shaky breath. "I want you to know that there are consequences, Eddie, and what started as a noble act ended up hurting me too. Almost like you forgot why you did it in the first place. It was about helping me: for me- Not to, I don't know, prove something..."

He understands, knowing his emotions got the best of him.

"I'm sorry" he rests against the bar, "I know I lost control; you're right. I wanted to help you, talking my way out, like I always do. But then he touched you, and I-, I froze. I hated seeing him touching you, and some jealousy got me there too..." he's ashamed to confess but does anyway, "I don't know... I kinda did also feel a bit... bruised" you're confused, an eyebrow quirking. "Alright, fine. You want me to say it? I will! I felt dumb, you know? That a douchebag like that didn't feel intimidated by me: not first, not second. I didn't know if it was me, that I lost my... well, abilities? My charm? I don't know how to explain it, but that guy was getting on my nerves. It's like-"

"Like he's stupid, Eddie. He's a hard headed idiot who kept fighting an alien symbiote for no reason: despite the disadvantage, despite people watching him loose" you reason, "you can't find logic on something without it. I've already made my peace with it"

"Maybe he was drunk" he ponder, "or high..."

"Or just dumb" you breathe. "You know? Let's stop. I want to enjoy my last day here, definitely not talking about the guy who was harrasing me minutes ago, and also, is the reason I'll loose this job"

"Alright, I'll shut up" Eddie gives up, then "I'm sorry, by the way"

You give up too, "it's okay"

"She won't leave us for this?" Venom asks. Eddie tells you and you laugh. "No, but it's your first strike"

There's some silence, the quiet sipping and chatting of the people sitting close to you, the music now a background white noise for the chaos of your mind and feelings.

"I'm still mad, you know" you drop. He looks up at you, his brown eyes colored in a dark shadow of something dangerous.

"I can make it up to you"

You know that voice. Is he thinking...?

"No" you say hastily.

"The worst already happened..." he starts, voice dropping low.

"We live in a world where superheroes and powers exist. There is always, something worst" you reason.

"Not today, baby" he gets close to your ear, his hot breathe tickling your lobe. "What do you say?"

"Eddie" you warn, but the urge to give in is so bad. It's been a while since the last time you and Eddie were intimate: lack of time, exhaustion and other factors playing a part in cock blocking you both.

"Eddie what?" he mocks, "tell me you don't want it, and I'll stop"

What if you leave the bar unattended? What if you succumb? What if one of the stalls has two people inside, even if forbidden?

"I knew you wanted it" he gasps against your skin. His soft lips kiss along your jaw, his hair brushing your face. His smell always makes you intoxicated, and in the reduced space, the dizziness is excruciating. His hand tightens around your waist, and he looks you deep into your eyes when he says:

"I know I fucked up, baby. So let me help: you won't do anything, just me"

He slams your body against the wall of the stall, which is unhygienic and against the bar norms, but really, why do you care?

"Just wanna taste you, baby" he kisses you again, full of your flavor on his lips. Your gloss coats them in a pink sticky layer, "missed you so much"

It’s shameful for him to admit how easy he seems to fall at your feet: how much he is willing to beg for forgiveness. But he can give and not receive, not having a problem with it; it's the least he can do for you, and you deserve it.

Yet you return his kisses with full hunger, your hands digging in his cheeks, pressing on the skin while diving to his neck, nipping on his sensitive spots. His hold becomes stronger, looking at you with a need so primal it dampens your folds.

"I need you to do something with this" he motions the bottom of your uniform, "be a good girl, yeah? And take this off"

Once your tights are bare and the pants are over his shoulders, he gets to see your sticky panties on their full glory.

"Fuck..." he mutters hazily.

He tears the panties down, while his knee gets his way in the middle of your tights, parting them.

You tug at his jacket, pulling him closer to you, making his knee crash against the wall of the stall.

"If you wanna taste so bad" God, you sound so demanding and it's driving him nuts, "don't keep me waiting, pretty boy"

He hovers over you, kissing you hungrily.

"I'm sorry, won't happen again" he kneels down, breathe hot and close to your puffy folds.

"If you want to fix it, then fucking do so" your hands went to his hair as you felt his teeth lightly press into your thights, sucking and tugging when needed.

"Eddie" you whine, feeling his tongue trail, taunting you, his hands circling around your thighs, the mocking flick of his tongue putting you on edge. Your folds drip, reacting to him.

"Let me help this pretty cunt, yeah?" and there's a sudden swipe at your clit by his long tongue.

You claw your nails into his scalp; the tight grip has his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he let himself get lost in the taste of your pussy.

Long forgotten is the teasing, as Eddie lets his mouth fall open, pressing his starving mouth against your wet heat. His tongue kisses between your folds, finding your hot needy clit.

"Right there..." you let out a shaky breath, hips slowly bucking into his face.

His teeth graze softly the plushy skin of your pussy, knowing how sensitive you get.

"Eddie" you plead, "more"

He lets out something that sounds like a huh, pleasant vibrations against your core.

"Deeper" you mewl, "now"

"Let me try, Eddie" Venom's voice sounds inside his head, "I want to apologize too" he's about to argue but he adds, "Besides, you promised I was going to eat. I'm hungry"

Even in the dark of the bathroom, you can see black cover the front of Eddie's face, nesting in between your legs. You let out a yelp when his now longer muscle gets again inside your bud, a failed suppressed moan escaping your lips.

Brock sucks your clit into his mouth, lips wrapped around tight walls while his tongue swiped against the tip. He began a repetition of that, and when you let out a weak cry, he knows he's found your weak spot, sucking your labia into his mouth, making you press your back hard onto the wall, pushing until it starts to hurt.

"Eddie" you softly moan his name, fingers tugging at his hair roughly.

He doesn't pull his mouth from the feast, instead, his ministrations grow rougher. He lets go of the support he has on your thigh and wanders to your pussy, his fingers touching your labia. The trail is dangerously close to your entrance, his fingers get coated with the taste of you. Without thinking, he takes them to his mouth, pupils blown wide.

"So sweet" he praises, longue slicky tongue tasting your leak. Your body was filled by pleasure, coming to its peak when Brock presses his long middle finger into your needy cunt.

"That's it" he kisses your now trembling muscles (how long have you been standing?), sending butterflies to your chest. He's really earning that pardon, isn't he? Eddie is really making it hard to keep mad at him, and Venom isn't helping. "Cum for me, darling"

You whine as he pushes a second finger in. "Are you sounding louder in purpose, babe? Do you want them to find us and see what I'm doing to you? How just my mouth and fingers fuck you up? What a whore you are, fucking in a public restroom?"

You let out another loud whimper that barely gets muffled by the music coming from outside, defiant.

"I'm already fired" you pant, "I don't fucking care"

He feels it; he knows you too much: moving upwardward past your pubic bone, easily finding that soft sensitive spot of yours. Your folds clench around his fingers, Eddie knowing you're close. So now he's back to just being him (he's still warm on his chest for all those jealous feelings from before; no more sharing), his plushy lips around your clit while he thrusts into the wet sweet spot.

Your legs tense, and before you know it, you slam against the wall, arching your back as you shake with release, "Fuck!"

Your juices coat all his fingers, and without thinking he tastes again, licking the release in a rather whore-ish way. "Mm, Venom was right: sweet"

You try to catch your breath and come to understand what had just happened: you just fucked in the bathroom of your soon to be ex-job. Jesus.

Eddie gets closer to kiss you again, cupping your face, but his fingers are still wet. Without thinking, you take them into your mouth and lick your own release off him, mirroring his sensual lick movements from before, all while mantaining eye contact.

"You're gonna be the death of me" he confesses without thinking, his eyes swimming between something dark and soft.

You suck on them with your cheeks hollowed in. His breath hitches, "does this mean I'm forgiven?"

You laugh, throwing your name tag on the trash bin next to you.

"Yes" his mouth falls open, and before he says anything, you're cutting him with a kiss, still as hungry as in the beginning, to Eddie's surprise. Of course: your age says it all. "And you're next"

[gettinshiggywithit]

!Celebrating your birthday with the BSD boys!

(this is part 1)(pt2{tmrw})(pt3{Wednesday})

scenario:- its your birthday and you're celebrating with the bsd bois!

pairings:- dazai x gn!reader,kunikida x gn!reader, ranpo x gn!reader

Genre:- fluff

Type:- headcannons

↪️Dazai Osamu

I feel like dazai would open with “HAPPY BIRTHDAY! YOURE NOW ONE YEAR CLOSER TO DYING A NATURAL DEATH”

*proceeds to throw around double suicide ideas*

But jokes aside,if you’re not that thrilled at the prospect of aging (and honestly valid) he’ll definitely hype you up.

Like this man CANNOT take a compliment to save his life

But DAM can he dish em out

Probably has a full day of fun activities planned

But if you’re more an introverted and indoor person hed organise a full fun day for just the two of you at his place,movies,presents,couple-y stuff;The Whole SheBang!

Thered definitely be some dangerous activities in there

But hey! Its dazai, he probably knows what hes doin rightt???(spoiler:he doesnt)

The day ends with fireworks (whether by like using actual ones or junichiros light snow ability,we may never know)

And he tells you that theres no one else he’d rather go out as beautifully as the fireworks with~

↪️Kunikida Doppo

Has a DETAILED schedule for your day

Ofc it consist of stuff that he KNOWS you’ll love

If you’re kinda down abt the fact you’re gettin older he’ll just tell you that it’s inevitable and that it is nothing to be worried about

If be sees that that didnt help,(buddy come on) he says that time seems to have frozen for you and that you look as beautiful as the day you met

(WAN tachihara voice:WHATS THIS???? A COMPLIMENT FROM KUNIKIDA??????)

Also when you guys cut a cake at the agency,he gives you a book-shaped package and asks you to open it in private

It was a book of poems, he’d been writing them since the day you first met.and lemme tell you,theyre sweeter and sappier than anyone would ever think him capable of writing

When you thank him for it he just kinda shrugs it off but you can CLEARLY see the blush creeping up his face and can hear the lil crack in his voice

Also uses doppo poet to make you a smol bouquet of your fave flowers

Could he have bought em from a shop? Yes. But did he wanna woo you? Also yes.

What can i say,he’s surprisingly romantic

(Ps:- DO NOTT LET DAZAI GET HIS HANDS ON THAT BOOK OF POEMS!!)

↪️Edogawa Ranpo

Showers you with snacks

Like

Literally AND figuratively

Also allows you to eat some of his(its your special day after all)

Gets you the most insightful and heartfelt gift but also something that you’ve wanted for a while

When you ask him how he knew youd wanted it,he launches into a huge explanation of how he used his special ability to analyse your body language and-yadayadayada

Please tell him ur impressed cos he loves hearin ur praises

Asks poe to write a birthday themed mystery and yall solve it together

(Ofc he doesnt out right asks,he just kinda dares poe that he cant write it...ranpo be ranpo-ing mann)

(But when poe finds out its for you he does it with even more determination than before!!{howww is that eveb possible???})

Karl also gives you a gift cos poe really likes you(you’re nice to him and say his stories are great) (future angst piece???)

Your day will end with a huge ass movie marathon

SOO MANY SNACKS

like u thought he gave u a lot in the beginning

But DAM boi is STOCKED

will feed you throughout the movie and cuddles you close

He just loves spendin this much time with you tbh🥺

please dont repost my work here as your own on any platform all rights belong to me except that of the characters used,their right belong to their respective owners.but these stories? mine.

feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!

Comments & Reblogs w/ tags >>>>>>>>>>>likes please

Taglist open for anyone who wants!

[sammysficfactory]

Rain Rain Go Away

Yuuji Itadori x black!fem!reader

tags: fluff

summary: Just a regular rainy day with your boyfriend Yuuji

wc: 0.9k

warnings: mention of food

notes: this is so cute, beta read, yuuji deserves a normal life, i love him

beta reader comments: not Love is Blind 😭, THAT LIL LAST PART WAS CUTE, had me grinning and shit 🤭

When you wake up to the quiet and calming pitter patter of rain on your window, you roll over to find your boyfriend Yuuji sleeping peacefully. You smile to yourself, he looked peaceful, uncorrupted, and unbothered by the world. You pepper light kisses on his forehead occasionally. He stirs until he seems to wake up.

“I’m sorry, did I wake you?” you grimace slightly, feeling bad that you might’ve disturbed his sleep. Yuuji shakes his head, his eyes closed.

“No, I was awake when you started kissing my forehead. I just didn’t want to disturb you.” he laughs quietly, his voice still bound by sleep. You roll your eyes with a smile.

“You could’ve told me you were awake, you know.” you fake an attitude, sucking your teeth. Yuuji chuckles again, finding your feigned attitude cute. He gently pulls your bonnet down a bit.

“Your bonnet was moving up, if you would’ve moved anymore in your sleep it would’ve come off.” he snorts.

“Not too much, Yuuji. We both know how wild you can sleep.” you raised your eyebrow. Yuuji pouts,

“That’s not fair, it was one time. You act like I sleep like that all the time.” he whined. You lay on your side, head propped up by your hand.

“You slept so wild that by the morning we both were on the floor. I think that’s pretty fair.” you laugh, remembering the time he hadn’t slept for almost two days and ended up taking up the whole bed, then rolling out of the bed.

Yuuji looks past you for a moment at the window, raindrops appearing and merging simultaneously. His eyes light up.

“It’s raining! We can watch our show together now that we don’t have to go out.” Yuuji spoke animatedly, clearly eager to stay inside and spend some quality time with you.

“We can. I’m on snack duty!” You quickly hop out of bed, brushing your teeth before grabbing the snacks to bring to your shared living room. Yuuji yawns and follows behind shortly. He moves kind of sluggishly, hindered by sleep.

He plops down on the couch, blankets in hand. He places a blanket on your lap before pulling you close, your head on his chest. He quickly feeds you a snack before turning on your show. Rainy days were the best in your opinion. Yuuji being a more introverted person was good for you. You liked going out with Yuuji, but there was something about impromptu dates at home that was more calming and intimate for the two of you.

So here you were, leg resting over his, head on his shoulder, watching the newest Love is Blind episodes, and judging the couples.

“They’re so corny, like to the point it’s disgusting.” Yuuji cringes at the couple on screen. You nod in agreement.

“I bet they won’t even make it out of the pods.” You snort. You take a bite of a brownie before Yuuji opens his mouth, signaling you to share. You roll your eyes and give him the last bite.

“I can’t stand you.” You suck your teeth. Yuuji kisses you on your temple before smiling mischievously.

“Well I’m glad we’re sitting down then, hm?” You push him slightly, mumbling about him being greedy under your breath.

“He’s gonna propose! Babe look!” Yuuji shakes you obnoxiously, concerningly invested in the show. You aggressively shrug him off. Sometimes he didn’t know his own strength, but that didn’t make it any less annoying.

“I see! I’m watching it with you, remember?” Yuuji scratches the back of his neck sheepishly.

“My bad.” You snort before looking back at the TV.

“Is it bad that I hope she says no? I don’t really like him. I think he’s weird, and not like good weird. Bad weird.” You ranted. Yuuji shakes his head. You scoot a little closer to him. He wraps an arm around you almost instinctively.

“Yeah, he is strange.” Yuuji agrees. You watch the rest of the season fairly silently, only talking occasionally to express your like or dislike of a contestant or couple. Yuuji yawns. You lift your head slightly.

“You wanna take a nap before watching the reunion?” You suggest, a little tired as well even though neither of you did much. Yuuji nods.

“Let’s nap in the bed though, I don’t like sleeping with you on the couch. Not enough room.” Yuuji rubbed his eye before standing and grabbing the blankets to put them back in the hall closet. You stand after him, grabbing the snacks and trash to put away.

You meet back in your shared bedroom, in your regular sleeping position. His arm wrapped around your torso and your head on his chest, leg lazily tossed across his waist. You sigh in content. It was still raining.

“Do you like the rain, Yuuji?” you ponder out loud.

“I think it’s nice,” Yuuji shrugs, “do you like the rain?” You nod.

“Yeah, I like it. It’s kinda calming, and it means we don’t have to go outside.” You feel your boyfriend’s chest vibrate with quiet laughter as he draws circles into your back aimlessly.

“Yeah, I guess that’s good too.” Yuuji agrees. You slowly feel your eyelids get heavier at the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, your body relaxing.

“Y/N?” Yuuji calls. You hum in acknowledgment, waiting to hear what he had to say.

“I love you.” He sighs, kissing the top of your head. You smile.

“I love you too, Yuuji.” you mumbled.

Yeah, you did like the rain.

[niki-phoria]

HI ILY ! I hope you're doing well; w; wanted to sneak a lil chishiya req for gn reader and maybe what it'll be like if their introverted partner listens to rock music on full blast lmaoo just smth fluffy and light. Thank you so much and I missed reading ur stuff

pairing: chishiya x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 651

includes: maybe slightly ooc chishiya (??), established relationship, non borderland au, reader and chishiya are in uni, i missed writing for him <33

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i hope you like it :))

chishiya quietly shuts the door to your shared apartment, softly smiling to himself at the familiar sound of heavy rock music blasting through your headphones. the noise is loud enough for him to hear clearly when he sits beside you, despite his warnings about the possible effects on your hearing - each of them being brushed off in favour of “using it to help you remember your notes.” 

he locks the door behind himself, slipping off his shoes and adjusting the strap of his backpack over his shoulder as he makes his way towards your shared bedroom. 

chishiya finds you sitting at your desk; your shoulders are hunched over and your notes are spread across the table. you’re wearing a pair of wired headphones, occasionally nodding along to the melody of the music blaring through them. 

“y/n,” he calls, gently knocking against the door to catch your attention. you startle slightly, looking up before smiling brightly at him. 

“shiya!” you stand up, walking over to pull him into a short hug. his arms rest gingerly around your waist, keeping your bodies pressed closely together.

despite his usual aversion to other’s touching him, he’s always made an effort for you. chishiya’s affection is always short and sweet. his touches are slightly awkward and stiff; rare as they are. his love shines through in his perception. your notes cleanly organized in your backpack when you forget which notebooks to grab; your favourite lunch waiting for you in the fridge; your phone fully charged when you return from morning showers after staying up with him during the night. 

you lean up to press a chaste kiss against his cheek before you pull away, returning to your seat at your desk. chishiya sets his own bag down on the ground beside yours as he slides into the seat next to you. you push your flurry of notes to the side away from him, sheepishly murmuring a small “sorry” that chishiya swiftly brushes off with a slight shake of his head. 

a comfortable, quiet atmosphere falls across the room as you reach over, sliding one of the earbuds into your ear. chishiya speaks before you can start the music, making you pause in your tracks. “what do you listen to, anyway?”

“music,” you smile. “do you want to listen?”

he silently debates your offer for a few seconds before he nods. your smile brightens as you reach over, handing him the other earbud. you move your phone to sit in the space in between you, waiting for him to slide it into his ear. 

you turn the volume down slightly before you switch your phone on and press play once again. heavy drums paired with a low bassline and loud electric guitars begin playing through the earbuds once again. you turn to watch chishiya’s reaction, silently studying each small quirk of his expression. 

you watch his eyebrows raise slightly as the beat picks up. your own fingers drum along to the melody as you sway your body along to the music. chishiya softly smiles to himself as you slowly grow more entranced in the music; finally allowing himself to nod along to the pleasant song. 

you return your attention back to him when you shift to turn the volume down slightly as the song fades to a close. the guitar riff from the next song begins softly playing as you turn to face him with a soft smile. “so, what do you think?”

chishiya simply raises his head in a small, approving nod. “it’s not bad.”

“i guess that means it’s good,” you tease, knocking your shoulder into his. despite rolling his eyes slightly, you don’t miss the way his lips quirk upwards into their familiar smirk. you turn the volume on your phone back up, letting the noise filter through your earbuds as you fall back into a familiar rhythm of reviewing your notes together. 

[crowtrobotx]

doing that lil oc x canon meme had me thinking about Karl as introverted v. extroverted and it was hard bc he’s very contradictory imho! Like in canon he is rarely seen outside his factory and he clearly doesn’t live with anyone or even have workers assisting him, but he’s also a huge showboat and obviously wants people to Look At Him sometimes. I tend to lean that he’s more introverted than extroverted but that he also needs u to pay attention to him and praise him only when HE wants it like a cranky old tomcat. Maybe it’s a situation of “doesn’t really like socializing but also needs to put on the mask of someone who’s confident and strong and commanding in order to survive.” Then add in the fact that he’s just kind of a little freak and you get our favorite stinky clown man.

[dangopango00]

When You’re Upset HCS

Legato x gn reader

A/N: Yes i am so upset shhhh but it gave me sm inspo ok enjoy can u tell im obsessed with him idk i think its pretty subtle.

CW: I put a lil comedic remarks bc i stopped being upset halfway through (distractions make me feel better)

(Breaking it down into three parts: Does he know [sorry it was funny], what does he do, when ur back to normal)

Does he know?

- IMMEDIATELY. I mean if its just a minor annoyance and nothing serious then it would be hard for him to catch on bc hes not very attuned to others feelings nor is he used to noticing subtle changes

- He does try his best to be attuned to ur feelings though and if ur seriously upset then hed definitely notice

- What tips him off most is ur attitude

- Whether ur an introvert extrovert ambivert whateverrrrs you always have this kind of positivity about you (which is necessary to be around him healthily)

- However, ofc, this quality is lost when ur upset

- Youre around him and or talking to him much less and keeping to yourself more even if u arent upset with him specifically which hed immediately notice (hes a little clingy when it comes to spending time with you. That shit gets serious for him 🤞🤞)

What does he do?

- I think it depends on what you do tbh Id say hes pretty reactive

- If you were to rant to him abt whatever is upsetting you (even if its him) he’d just sit and listen

- He doesnt really know what to do so the best he can do is lend an ear and will only really chime in if he thought of a solution for the issue or to apologize if u told him he did sth wrong and he has no dispute abt it

- Might add in a few “Mmm”s or “Ah”s just so u know hes listening but dont be surprised when most of the time he just sits silently and stares right at u, ofc hes listening

- If you seem to get really upset during ur rant (like panic attack or super angry) hed do something simple to make you feel better like awkwardly patting ur head/back and tell you to stop. Talking (hes doing his best ok he just means to say take a break from ur rant and calm down a bit)

- Will also get u water or generally a drink during the above situation

- If you were to hide that you’re upset and try to be normal I think it would puzzle him as to why you’re acting like this when he can clearly tell you’re upset

- He’d first observe u for a while and wonder if maybe its a small matter so/or you didn’t want to get him involved

- Even if it IS small hed still be worried during the time you’re upset so hed just do subtle things for you to make your days smoother and avoid stressing you out further like getting food for you or running errands for you (does this anytime you’re upset no matter the circumstance but it increases like 10x in this specific scenario)

- If your condition doesn’t improve or if it suddenly improves without warning he’ll do his best to convey to you that u can rant if u need to

- “What is troubling you” or “What is your problem” something short like that is the best he can do for now but you can hear how worried he is in his slightly wavering voice as his curious gaze scans over you

- If you were to just shut down; go catatonic he would be worried most in this scenario because of the stark contrast in your usual personality

- Like the last scenario, hed observe u first but hed act quicker with this

- Hed almost immediately ask whats troubling you like millions thoughts are running through his mind:

What if someone had threatened you?

What if he did something and didn’t even notice it?

What if someone was already hurting you?

What if you hate him?

What if—

- Considering you were already catatonic you likely don’t tell him what’s upset you so much which he takes as a sign to stick by your side even closer so he can observe the situation himself

- Hed sit next to you while you lie motionless, rest his hand on your head and if you aren’t opposed he’d mess with your hair and massage your scalp a bit

- If he knows you’re touch averse like him he wouldn’t even get the idea to do this and would instead just sit beside you, hoping you answer his previous question

- If you aren’t, he gets this idea BECAUSE you seem to like touch and this is what he can offer without being overwhelmed or anything (idk how to explain it but like he often thinks about how you deserve someone who can fulfill your needs and in his mind touch is one of those but its just something he cant do currently and its a bit of a sore spot)

- General

- No matter what the scenario he is asking WHO upset you; he just wants to talk to them 😊 #loveandpee

- Will alwayssss engage in acts of service hoping it makes you feel even a little better. Hes peeling the orange just gws, please.

- Spends as much time as he can by your side; hes very worried and really wants to know whats up but he doesnt want to prod so much that it makes u clam up even more

- Overthinks wnv ur upset even if outwardly he hardly says or expresses anything at all

- Acts like ur personal spokesman guard dog butler bf when ur upset even if hes none of those (will speak for you and defend you if ur upset and someones trying to pick at u)

When you’re back to normal?

- Hes so normal (lie) Hed be so happy 😭😭

- All this time hes been worried sick about why you were upset and if it was so bad that youd been upset more than a day? Whewww he was sooo worried you might never go back to how you were because what if it was something that completely changed your worldview?

- If you didnt ever go back to normal then itd be like seeing the last of a campfire burn out on a cold unforgiving night. It would be such a shame bc ur positivity has been keeping him a bit more positive and just. You get him through the day although he never really noticed it himself— that is until you were the one who was upset and pessimistic

- Hes so sweetie pie he follows u around like a lost dog; its as if hes clinging to sunshine after dealing with the harsh winds of winter. He just needs to make sure that you’re completely okay and wants to soak up some of ur usual energy for himself in the meantime

- All this is going on in his head but lol outwardly hes just smirking and being weird again (affectionate)

A/N: it was extremely hard not to name the sections

Does he know?

What the Legato Doin?

WE ARE SO BACK

whew i have an atmosphere to keep

Edit: proofread and edited 😙✌️

[jazzstarrlight]

My Playable Characters Shipping List

So many characters in genshin impact, so taking screenshots of a wiki character list, I edited them together to make a shipping chart! You're welcome to use it how ever you want

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My Top 10 In Order:

1. Itto x Gorou -

The first Genshin Ship in my collection and still number one. Itto is always the first to fall in my ship and THE definition of golden retriever energy. When Gorou begins to notice his attention on him more often, he gets flustered and slowly falls for him back. Precious wholesome warriors, making a great team and greater lovers.

2. Cyno x Tighnari -

2nd place mostly cause of canon team-up and fanart. Also been debating on which one I'd be good at cosplaying if only I had the money (leaning toward Cyno.) Cyno is the first to fall and even while Tighnari cringes at his jokes, we all know he gives that clear "you're lucky I love you" face. I dream of a relationship like theirs.

3. Kaveh x Alhaitam -

Saw it once or twice on my Twitter feed until it turned into nothing but Kavetham and Cynari, and I eventually began to obsess. Alhaitham surprisingly falls first but can't express it properly, like a neurodivergent with alexithymia. Kaveh slowly shifts his thoughts of Alhaitham from "can't believe I put up with that guy"  to "can't believe I'm in love with that guy". I think the autistic introvert -&- depressed extrovert angle may make for some interestingly dramatic angst. Good angst is fun to write. Plus, I'm on the spectrum and I can confirm that reading emotions (even our own) is either hard or near impossible.

4. Ayaka x Lumine -

The traveler I went with in my game is Lumine and I fell for Ayaka hard when we hung out at a festival before Lumine is made an enemy of the shogunate. Clearly, in the game, Ayaka falls in love first; but I also made an OC named Yuna Ren who fell for Ayaka as a child. I know it's cringe but... It's Ayaka-chan! I can admit I'm a bit of a simp for her.

5. Bennett x Razor -

When I found out they were friends, it was cool, but I saw something more building. Razor falls first, though doesn't understand it. Bennett enjoys having a more permanent team member and grows closer every day. They're super cute little twinks.

6. Ningguang x Beidou -

Two boss girls both dom energy however with good communication it works. Also whenever I feel like I ship too many dudes, I look at hot-I mean-pretty girls with chemistry. (Honestly, I'm surprised with how many mlm ships I have.) Ningquang falls first and... I may have an idea for an erotica oneshot. Stay tuned.

7. Xiao x Aether -

Mainly cause of fanart and if Lumine has Ayaka, the twin bro deserves a lil something special too. Xiao falls first. I mean- c'mon. That guy shows up within a second of calling his name like a genie.

8. Albedo x Sucrose -

Such a sweet and gentle intelligent pair. Sucrose falls for Albedo, and I can see Sucrose being his personal art model. If it was possible, I'd most likely cosplay as albedo (since him and HatGuy are the closest things I find to canon enby's in the game and not much a fan of the wanderer except his skill.)

9. Kazuha x Heizou -

Heizou's voicelines about Kazuha are really intresting. He obviously falls first and makes complex plans to hang out with him. They look very cute together.

10. Zingqui x Chongyun -

Sometimes when 2 characters just stand side-to-side in canon and if you see enough fanart, that's enough to ship two characters. Xingqiu falls first for the exorcist. I also think the combos of blue between the two is pretty nice.

[borathae]

Girls do you have a dating advice? I'm coming here because I like that this space doesn't cater to overrated stupid gender roles.

I like this guy on my campus and I felt he might too so ended up asking him out for a coffee! He agreed very enthusiastically and chose a lovely café. I felt very comfortable with him but I'm not sure if he considered it a a coffee with a friend. He did share that he's an introvert and he doesn't go out much because he's sober now and that he's shy. He said he wished the coffee meetup was longer he did text me to stay warm and kept the conversation going for a few days after sharing little updates about his day, telling me twice that he really enjoyed talking to me and thought I was smart. Then silence. I reached out, he was very sweet again and we texted briefly. Then silence again for a week.

My question is should I ask him out again or do I wait for him to reciprocate this ? I'm willing to try if it's shyness but I don't want to be the girl that thinks this is something that it isn't. I truly don't mind his shyness but I'm scared he's just being polite and sweet to an acquaintance and that's it.

as an introvert myself who rarely texts back right away, this could just be him being an introvert. After a full day of living in an extrovert ruled world, it can get pretty tiring for us and answering people's texts is sometimes already too much mental work to do even if we really care about the person. also, once we do have free time and time to noone but ourselves, we don't wanna ruin the healing time by making mental space for other humans even if it's just texts, so we'll just tell ourselves "I'll get to that later, I gotta have me time rn". so yeah that could be why there is long pauses in between texting. it's probs not you but him recharging his batteries.

straight men don't tell an acquaintance that they wanted the meetup to be longer and that they enjoyed the talk. bro all my male straight friends are the driest motherfuckers ever despite genuinely caring for our friendship. Most men don't say stuff like that and he's just an acquaintance for now. There's even less reason for him to be that lovey dovey with you other than that he wants to give you romantic hints.

you were strangers (sort of) before you asked him and he agreed enthusiatically. you weren't friends just agreeing on a lil friend date in a local café, you guys were strangers who met up with the goal of getting to know each other better. which also brings me back to point two. he didn't really know you before your meet up, he didn't have any sort of unspoken friendship friendliness rule of "tell your friends you liked the hangout" to follow.

Yes ask him out. we've long stopped waiting for men to make the first move. if you wanna see him again, do it. he'll probably appreciate it because of his shyness.

if it doesn't work out, hell you experienced life and made fucking stories to tell later. you won't die from it and will only come out more mature.

if it works out, congrats you just gave yourself a chance to a (potentially) happy romance. enjoy it.

Sorry if my advice sucked, I think I'm still not back to my full potential. If anyone of you wants to leave advice as well, do so hahaha cause I think mine was very mediocre. i also wanna say that dude idk i think i'm still too sad about what happened to really think clearly. sorry if all my answers were shit, it's because i still feel like shit from bangtan leaving.

[blackdigitalrose]

Sod it, this is going be an easier way to reply and it really didn't mean to be this long ... there's just so much to say about GG. I don't think Gammamon was ever a brat, he was brash and simply a curious child exploring in a more animalistic manner but Hiro and even the others were constantly teaching and bettering him. I think it's that network that helps create his identity away from Gulus.

Also, Hiro was responsible before, he had a deadbeat Dad who he clearly took care of for who knows how long, when we first meet Hiro, he's cooking their breakfast and his Mum is clearly never at home either, always traveling to do her job.

All we got was pacifist Hiro, he did need a lot more exploring, why in the world did he know how to pick locks and even have a kit for it?

But in summary, it's comeuppance and repercussions, especially long term, there were none, so there were no real stakes or hurdles to overcome and any that did happen were singled out to that ep and then forgotten about, just look at Pheles or Myotismon; just left to openly terriorise another town.

Also in short, I think they were all lonely, however, you could theorise, all three of them do alright money wise, which shows money can't solve every problem or bring happiness. Kiyo had no one, way ahead of his peers and way younger than any he would be called in to do projects with. His parents are also unheard of, his family is mystery, they just shipped him off the USA and he's been independent ever since it seems? Ruli is likely brash and loud in front of her friends to cover for the fact she is on her own and lonely, her parents are never home and we see no one else, not locally anyway. She finishes school and just goes to a large empty house. I suppose she did take a bit of a back seat to the other two but not by much, her rash actions and lack of acknowledging consequences still got the trio into a lot of messes. Hiro is in a similar boat, after all, from what we know, they are all single children; he is also quite cold to actual other people, in so many eps he is just so done with them. Despite Hiro's willingness to help others, why did he withdraw? Is it compensation for something or something in hope to get people to like him? Then again, perhaps Hiro is simply more introverted, he certainly likes his alone time and solo activities. Although, underlying is family and I think all three develop a sibling dynamic with each other and it's something Kiyo takes pride in being the oldest, even if Hiro is the most responsible and mature of the three of them. As for the partners, it's more difficult by far they learn more from each other than the human partners. Not entirely sure what each was suppose to teach or help the other with? Something to think about but you have lil bro Gamma, nice older sibling Angora, wild older sibling Jelly. Gamma and Jelly by far could learn about stepping back and observing from Angora, meanwhile Angora could learn about pushing the boat out and challenging boundaries more from Gamma and Jelly.

While I'm at it, I don't ship the idea of Hiro/Ruli; Hiro is often so done with her antics and is too busy being a single dad to Gammamon. Kiyo/Jelly, no, just no, it's weird, just leave them as a dynamic duo tag team.

Hi I’m gonna rant about Ghost Game for a second

Not to meaning to add to the endless “What the hell happened to Ghost Game????” discourse but uh, yeah I guess I am contributing to that

I have quite a bit to say about my theories on what I think went wrong and what they could’ve done better and why I desperately do not want a season 2 (I know the irony of how that looks on me) but if I wrote all that in one space I think it would be so long that even I would start begging for me to shut up

So, I’m going to split these up into more digestible categories that I’ll write whenever I’m procrastinating

In case I never get around to anything else, I’m going to start with the biggest loss to me, how I think the Digimon were supposed to influence their tamer’s personal growth and visa-versa

I’ll put the rest below the cut before I get outta hand

Hiro and Gammamon: Augh. These two frustrate me the most. So much lost potential in my book, but I would feel weird putting the mc anywhere but the top of the list, so I decided to put them in the order they join the cast and therefore you get my most passionate feelings first.

Almost one of the first things we learn about Hiro as a character is how self-sacrificing he is. He’s your stereotypical mc who wants to help everyone, but the narrative points out that he’s willing to be helpful at the expense of his own wellbeing, which paints his conventionally good trait as a flaw. And that’s about all they touch on in the base show, with a lot of reading between the lines. I would’ve loved to see the ramifications of his self-sacrificing nature and have the cast point out how he’s really harming himself and stretching himself thin just to appease others. I don’t think the “being helpful is good, but not at the expense of your health” moral is touched on enough so I always get excited when stories have that as one of their themes.

And then there’s his partner, Gammamon, the exact opposite of Hiro. He’s needy, dependent, wild, and selfish at the start. He doesn’t care about others (or their belongings). He’s demanding. He’s destructive. He proves to be a handful for our polite little Hiro, especially with his dad missing and this responsibility suddenly thrusted upon him.

I would’ve loved to see Gammamon teach Hiro to be a little more selfish (or at least, more self-preserving), while Hiro teaches Gammamon to be more considerate and tame. Of course, we see Gammamon grow in this way but the story doesn’t really make it clear that it was necessarily Hiro’s doing or give much of a catalyst at all for why Gammamon has personal growth other than it would be troublesome to have such a brat as the main creature. Now, I know that Guilmon’s arc was kinda similar in that they didn’t have direct events or anything that would make him mature, but it still felt more… realistic? Tended to? Idk I’m going to force myself to move on.

Ruli and Angoramon: Honestly just kinda disappointed with the lack of attention these two got in general in comparison to the other pairs, but I digress.

We meet Ruli with the impression that she’s brash, headstrong, and charismatic. She does things her way on a whim. Especially in the first few and select episodes, but in my opinion, it seemed like they kinda pushed her to the background and her personality was very passive and mild at times (and I don’t think that was on purpose).

Similarly to Hiro and Gammamon, Angoramon has quite a few contrasting personality traits. He’s softspoken, knowledgeable, and introspective. When Hiro first meets Angoramon, he doesn’t want to reveal himself because he’s nervous and doesn’t want to be a bother.

I think these two were supposed to balance each other out. Ruli would learn to think about things more and not run in half-cocked, maybe start to appreciate the more slow and peaceful things in life like nature and reading (Yeah Ruli, don’t think I forgot about that scene where Angoramon wanted you to read one of his favorite books and you DIDN’T and never DID). Meanwhile, Angoramon would come out of his shell more from sticking around Ruli. Possibly learn not to be so overbearing? Idk, honestly I don’t think Angoramon has as much room for growth because he seems the most level-headed character in the cast.

Lastly,

Kiyoshiro and Jellymon: Now, I know I have some bias toward these two so it might seem I’m giving them the benefit of the doubt but I’m going to try to come at them as objectively as I can.

They kinda half-executed what I think they were going for with these two, so they don’t offend me as much (which I think is part of the reason why I like them so much), but a full written out arc between them would’ve been a dream.

Kiyoshiro at the beginning of the series is, well, a sniveling inconsolable scaredy cat. On top of that, he’s kind of cocky and stuck up, obsessed with order and somewhat an introvert (to a lesser extent and differently than angoramon, in the “can’t relate to other humans” kinda way). Outside of his flaws, he is at least kind and pure of heart (I mean his name more or less means “pure white”) with a strong sense of justice and morals.

Jellymon, the devil creature, is so chaotic her intro episode goes right for the “everyone is going to die and it’s all Jellymon’s fault” thing. She has her moments of scheming and kinda like Gammamon, is pretty selfish and demanding with hints of Ruli’s recklessness as well.

As far as their canonic growth goes, Jellymon’s the only one that sees the bravery in her darling, which helps him nurture that courage and cast aside some of his fears (which, yay they actually kinda do in the series albeit pretty indirectly and kinda inconsistently). Also, the narrative never outright says Kiyo is lonely but he surely doesn’t have any companions, but we can see him grow on his partner and admit that it’s nice to have such a close friendship (pretty sure the whole “I like humans” thing was directed at Jellymon, even though she’s not human shhhhh it makes sense I promise)

Now for what they didn’t really touch on, I think these two were supposed to break each other’s stubbornness. I think Jellymon was supposed to show Kiyo how to relax more and not become so absorbed in studies/research and such. We meet him already knowing he has a love for anime, idols and the like so I’m not sure if he could really learn the lesson to appreciate more of the little things, but maybe she’d show him to love some more like, people-centered type things? (I mean she does love festivals). On the flip side, I think Kiyo was supposed to use not his classroom knowledge, but his personal knowledge to show Jellymon all there is to love about humanity outside of their monetary worth and give her a genuine love for the human world. Oh yeah, and teach her to stop scamming people.

“”””I’m gOinG tO tRy To LiMiT mY BiAs oN KiYoSHiRo aNd jElLyMoN”””””””” *Proceeds to spend half my rant talking about Kiyoshiro and Jellymon even though I think they did them pretty well*

Anyway, would love to hear other’s opinions on this as well as if it seems like I’m reaching and there weren’t supposed to be arcs like this. I just feel like the characters are too inherently flawed and contrast too perfectly with their Digimon for them not to have intended some more character-centered personal growth arcs.

I’m sorry and thank you for reading my dumb thoughts.

[cruisercrusher]

Hey I was wondering, in chapter 4 of Its Not Fair, Padmé mentions a “cute cheerleader that Rex likes”? 👀 who is that? (Love the fic btw!)

An oc lol! I wanted to give Rex a lowkey love interest (lowkey bc I already have a plot planned out for Rex where romance doesn’t rlly fit in that much but we’ll see) bc he deserves love and good things but the man literally does not socialize with anyone in the show other than Anakin, Ahsoka, or his brothers so I had to make one up. I’m like bro PLEASE go out and talk to someone who either isn’t your commanding officer or someone you’re genetically identical to im begging you

(Also TY UWU)

[enha-hype]

maeumi & me - ch 4 : first impression

a/n : don't forget to read the written chapter below!!

» synopsis : maeumi, your maltese pup, has been a huge part of your life ever since you first adopted him a few years ago. but little did you imagine that getting accepted into your dream university would mean having to leave him behind. heartbroken, you whine and lament to your friends about how unfair the situation is. whilst half-heartedly looking up foster homes maeumi could temporarily stay in, you're surprised when yang jungwon - a former schoolmate you'd hardly ever spoken to before - offers to take him in.

» pairing : yang jungwon x gn! reader

» genre : college au, social media au, pet parents au, fluff, strangers (kind of?) to friends to lovers, humour, a lil bit of angst

» warnings : swearing, jokes about death/suicide (kms/kys etc), mentions of pet injury/death

disclaimer : this is purely a work of fiction made for entertainment purposes only!

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When you get to the park, Jungwon is already there waiting for you. He waves when he sees you and you smile and wave back as you walk towards the bench where he's seated. It's been years since you properly met him but it would be hard not to recognise that dimpled grin of his, even from a distance.

“Have you been waiting long?” you ask Jungwon as Maeumi sniffs around his legs.

“No no not at all y/n,” he reassures you and bends down to scratch Maeumi's ears. “Hello there little guy! My oh my, you are really adorable aren't you!” the baby voice he uses to address him makes you smile. A dog person indeed.

Maeumi licks Jungwon's hands in response, clearly loving the attention.

“Looks like you two need no introduction,” you laugh, taking a seat beside him. You unhook Maeumi's leash so he can run around and play with the other dogs. He stays for a minute longer, sprawled on his back as Jungwon rubs his belly, and then he runs off leaving the two of you in an awkward silence. You aren't an introvert - more of an ambivert, to be exact - but first meetings are always tricky. You see Jungwon fidgeting with his hands and decide the silence will only get worse if you let it continue any longer.

“Hey um I know I said already this but thank you so much for doing this, it really means a lot, Jungwon,”

“Oh no it's my pleasure, really. I mean it sucks that you two have to live apart and everything but I sure am gonna have fun with Maeumi,” he replies, a fake-smug smile playing on his lips.

“Or you'll get tired of his shenanigans in a few days and beg me to take him back,” you quip and he laughs.

You steal a quick look at Maeumi to make sure he's staying out of trouble, because well, you had only been half-joking about the shenanigans – Maeumi was bound to get quite mischievous at times. He's doing fine so far – someone has just thrown a frisbee and he's running to catch it along with a few other dogs. You turn your attention back to Jungwon. You notice that he's not big on eye-contact but don't think much of it, assuming he's a little on the shy side. But what you don't know is that every time his eyes meet yours, his heart goes into a frenzy. He is not used to seeing you this close, much less actually having a conversation with you, and he's trying hard not to do or say anything embarrassing.

“So Jungwon, how come you don't have a pet?”

The question seems like something he wasn't expecting. His eyebrows scrunch together in an adorable way as he tries to think of how to answer. Wait what, adorable? No. You mean– not that it wasn't adorable, just that– Anyway, that didn't matter.

“Huh wow, I haven't really thought about it. But you know, now that I do, I guess I kinda know why...” he looks a bit sheepish as he says it.

“Can I know why? I mean, if you don't mind telling me that is,”

“Of course not y/n,” he looks almost surprised that you'd think he wouldn't want to tell you and it makes you smile. “You see, I grew up with my grandparents,” he begins, and it seems that all shyness has been momentarily forgotten, for he now sat facing you – his body slightly turned and elbow resting on the backrest, “because my parents were pretty busy with work most of the time. And my grandparents, they had a Pomeranian called Haru and I used to spend 24/7 with her. And since I was so little and basically grew up alongside her, I got super attached and uh, it kind of really affected me a lot when she passed away,”

“Ah. I'm so sorry, that must've been really hard,”

“It was, back then. But it's alright now, it's all in the past,” he smiles, albeit a little sadly, and then as if suddenly realising how close he's sitting to you with his knees touching yours, he turns away flustered and sits up straight facing the park again.

You try not to smile at how cute it was.

Clearing his throat, he continues, “Anyway yeah I think that's probably the reason. The idea of having a dog does seem appealing but I don't think I'm ready to lose another just yet. I know I know, it's a part of life and I have to get used to it and all that,”

“It's okay, you can take your time,” you place a hand on his knee and reassure him with a smile. Then you glance over at Maeumi again and your smile vanishes. “Oh gosh, Maeumi!” you rush over to him.

The owner of the frisbee is trying to pry it away from in between Maeumi's tightly clenched teeth.

“Maeumi, drop it,” you order, and he looks at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes with no intention of letting go. “Maeumi, let go!!” you say again, louder this time as you tug at the frisbee – but it's no use. Then from the corner of your eye, you notice Jungwon walking away and briefly wonder if he's leaving because he's decided he doesn't wish to take care of such a disobedient dog, but then he stops in front of an old couple seated two benches away. He says something to them and they hand him something, and he returns with a couple of bone-shaped treat biscuits and you breathe a sigh of relief.

“Hey Maeumi, you want this?” he dangles one in front of Maeumi's nose and the latter immediately drops the frisbee and goes after Jungwon, who runs in the opposite direction. You make a mental note to make it up to him.

Turning back, you return the frisbee to the kind young man it belongs to while apologising profusely. Fortunately, he does not appear mad.

As you make your way back to Jungwon and your misbehaving son, you fret about how he most certainly does not seem to be making a good impression on his to-be parent. You're halfway to them when to your absolute horror and mortification, Maeumi mounts Jungwon's leg to hump him. “Maeumi, NO!!!”

Jungwon just steps back with an amused and a much calmer “no, Maeumi.”

But your pet, who has apparently decided to do everything in his power to embarrass you today, steps forward to mount him again. Thankfully, you've reached them by now and you hurry to attach the leash to Maeumi's collar and lightly tug at it with a stern no. He finally gives up and turns away.

Covering your flushed face with your free hand, you turn to Jungwon. “I am so sorry, I don't know what's gotten into him today,”

But he's too busy laughing to respond, and he laughs all the way back to the entrance, and while saying goodbye.

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[problematicdemon]

You know what? Damien x Oz hc that's been in my mind for a looong time: Oz was pretty jealous of Damien being more bold, fun, and confident than him and when they started dating. In a few weeks or months Oz started being not-so-shy and bolder due to Damien's influence and his friends are either proud or actually scared cause Oh God He's Really Chaotic Now

"OZ, NO--"

(Personal headcannon use of They/He for Oz will be used!)

It wasn't a surprise to Vicky, Brian, nor Amira when Oz started dating Damien. Its not like they HADN'T spent literally weeks talking well into the nights about their respective future prom dates and their exact method of woo-ing. The four spent days mapping out possible scenarios and ways to respond, literally all being fairly useless due to the unpredictability which stemmed from Spooky High. What they didn't expect was their loveable, shy little Oz to break out of their shell.

Now, this took time. At first, it really appeared that the two were bound to break up with how badly their overly confident and impossibly insecure personalities collided. Damien was more of an exhibitionist to put it lightly.

Sometimes, during one of Damien's outbursts, Oz would suddenly up and vanish. It would take the 4 hours to find him, only for him to be stuck up with Valerie, clearly having been quietly ranting about Damien's ego.

The best times the two would bond, showcasing the reality that this relationship wasn't going ANYWHERE was when Oz was feeling more confident than usual. Damien would tap into that shit like a hawk. It would grow really slowly, and, eventually, Oz was freely offering to do things only Damien would have ever offered.

One day, during Vicky's upteenth unsuccessful attempt to consol Brian's heartbreak from being decimated via rejection (Vera had literally, not figuratively, broken his heart), they witnessed the main hall slowly engulf into itself.

It was a bit of an odd sight to say the least.

Unknown, really, to most who know Oz, they're not just a lil' shadow with lil' shadow buds. He is the same kind of Eldrich demon as Zoe. Therefore, watching monsters sprinting out, screaming after being infected by pure, unfiltered fear was actually a NEW sight for the two!

When Oz exited, along with the tattered remains of the main hall returning, the smiley eyes were apparent to see, even through such an expressionless face!

Oz, while opening up, really had begun to delight in who he was, rather than running from it out of his own fear of cruelty (specifically not pertaining to garnering a sexy prom date)

After all, who better to teach to love one's capacity for cruelty than the prince of Hell!

It's a lot more fun, personally to Amira, to especially hear those little quips Oz would always keep to himself. He's actually fairly good at combacks, without all that anxiety backing him up!

He even became more open about his own fairly nerdy interests. Mainly due to Damien being upfront about his own (Especially that love of hairstyling). Damien was always a suckler for healthy relationships, and thats built on trust!

Most of the effects were positive on Oz, in essense, aside from...

Oz is really good at scaring them now.

Like really good.

And when them and Damien conspire together? Good god. Just two months after prom and the school had already been forced to change principals 5 seperate times due to 1) Fire (Death) 2) Insanity resulting from being forced to endure their worst fears imaginable for 6 straight hours and finally 3) a combination of the two that they used twice to test a hypothesis posed by Miranda: What happens if someone is in a fear coma and they catch on fire? The answer was death. Both times.

His friends adore that he's embracing begun the creature he materialized as!

Of course, the confidence comes with its fair share of realities. Oz is still quite introverted, even if he's more confident. He still has a social battery that drains pretty damn fast! But luckily for the two, Damien has also been affected by his fair share of Oz influence. A lot of the times, calmly watching an anime or cooking some food is just the down time they need. Even if they aren't quite talking to each other.

Overall, great improvement, 9/10 but they really need to talk about him randomly deciding to give them nightmares that last up to 99 years in sleep while only being four hours in real life!

[spencersmagic]

I’ve got you - SR

// Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3

Summary: reader is sick and Spencer makes sure they’re alright (what a sweetheart. my lil baby) 🥺🥺

Couple: Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader (I think. I don’t remember being gender-specific but correct me if im wrong).

Category: pure fluff 💖💖

Warnings: the type of love that we all wish upon ourselves. 

Word count: 1179 words 

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“What’s wrong, Y/N? Are you ok?” you heard from above the thin sheet you had pulled over your head in an attempt to fall asleep on the jet couch. Your head was positively pounding against your ear drums for reasons you couldn’t quite place. Perhaps the exhaustion after the case was catching up with you, reducing you to a bundle of pain, whines and small tears that escaped your eyes almost unnoticed, or perhaps you were just tired. 

It is a well-known fact that the 24 hours after a tough case like the one you had just gone through were the worst. Everybody coped in a different way, but it usually brought sides of the team that weren’t really real - trying to drown out reality and becoming a different person. The more introverted and shy people in the team would let themselves get carried away, drinking and dancing as if they were the only ones there, and the more extroverted people would enjoy sitting down, looking out the window and reflect on what they had gone through.

However, the worst way a case could hit your was this. Physically. Giving you unexplainable headaches, nausea, to just a wave of emotions hitting you, leaving you to try to pick yourself up - the pieces of you being way to sharp to put together, and the thoughts being way to ambiguous for you to understand, in the slightest, how to fix yourself. 

You ungracefully grabbed the hem of the blanket and pulled it down slightly, allowing your eyes to show. You looked up to see no other than the resident genius looking down at your with concern. He sat down on the floor to talk to you as you replied, “yeah, ‘s nothing”. 

“Well, its not nothing, or you wouldn’t be crying” he reasoned, pressing the pad of his thumb to your temples, one at a time, where the tears gathered. You didn’t know why you were crying. The only thing you knew was that you were so fucking tired. 

“I dunno, ‘m just tired I guess” you mumbled into the blanket. He looked at you expectantly, waiting for you to continue. “’ve got a headache and I-” you inhaled sharply, “im just so fucking tired ‘cause I haven’t slept int he past 36 hours and I can’t fall asleep and I keep seeing the-” he interrupted you by lifting the blanket, taking off his shoed and sliding into the couch with you. Your eyes widened as you looked at him. “What are you doing?” you asked. 

“Shh. I’ve got you, baby” he offered his explanation. “My mom used to do this, and it always worked. can I try?” he asked, clearly not wanting to overstep or make you feel uncomfortable. 

You pondered on his last question. After all, he was one of the best profilers that had been in the BAU and you couldn't help but wonder just how good his profiling skills were. Did he know you were nervous? Would he notice the trail of goosebumps that he would leave behind his touch? You had no way to know. 

You nodded. “Yeah, go ahead”. 

Spencer shifted your bodies so you would be laying on his chest, his left arm securing your body tightly against his own. Your body was slightly tilted towards his, allowing you two to see each other. 

You looked up at him in awe as he furrowed his eyebrows, trying to make the both of your as comfortable as you possibly could be. 

“There” he finished. “Are you comfortable?” he asked, already knowing the answer as he looked down at your eyes to find them closed in bliss. 

You limited yourself to mumbling a little “mhm”, wanting to absorb as much as you possibly could out of this experience. 

As he looked down at you and you looked back up at him with those beautiful, teary eyes, and bright nose (a product of the tears you had shed), he couldn’t help but to press a small kiss on your forehead, and another one on the blush that covered the tip of your nose. As you smiled up at him, he suddenly felt very nervous.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” he asked, genuinely. As if saying ‘hey, if you need me to, ill be the ears that will absorb every single ounce of pain that’s going on in that little head of yours’. 

You shook your head, so he began. 

“This is what my mother would do” he explained in a whisper, bringing his thumb up to the center of your forehead. Without another word, he slowly traced a pattern between your eyebrows, down the bridge and onto the tip of your nose with the same thumb, creating the pattern of a line as if your nose were a soft slide his finger was falling from. 

Your lips exhaled as you shuddered, feeling way to comfortable to resist the temptation to fall asleep. You closed your eyes with his motion, allowing sleep to consume you. 

He took his time, enjoying the feeling of his pad against your soft skin. He couldn’t stop his mind from wandering - from asking himself a countless number of ‘what if’s. What if he had just found the solution to your problem? What if he was, finally, your knight in shining armour? What if, the second you woke up, he pressed a small kiss against your lips, finally feeling what he had been craving for so long? What if he had the chance to do this even single night of his life, up until his dying breath? 

He let his mind continue to work for hours, although it felt like minutes. His eyes roamed all around your face, trying to absorb every single thing about you. Never wanting to forget you. 

His heart broke a little bit when you started stirring, knowing his time with you was over. He wanted to feel his skin against yours forever. You opened your eyes softly, just to meet his own already staring at you. “mhmm hi” you mumbled, still droopy with exhaustion. He smiled a little bit, his heart warming as you closed your eyes and pressed your body impossibly closer into Spencer’s chest. 

You let yourself imagine that you two were in a different scenario, suddenly becoming painfully aware of his leg between your own as you had put your left one over his thighs. Oh, how you wanted to grind into his thigh, relieving some of the tension that had built where you needed him the most.

You shook the dirty thoughts that were swarming your mind by the minute, and got up quickly, supporting your body with your right elbow. 

“Oh my gosh, how long have I been sleeping?” you asked, trying not to raise your voice too much. He opened his flip-phone before he answered “3 hours, 39 minutes and 6 seconds, approximately”, and offered you a small smile.

“You must be exhausted! I’m so sorry! You should’ve woken me up, I-” he interrupted you by pulling you into his chest again. 

He chuckled slightly as you melted into him again. “It’s fine, doll. Don’t worry about it” he said with a newfound confidence that you had rarely seen on him before.  

You inhaled, selfishly allowing yourself to enjoy this moment for a while longer. 

He had just spent three hours making sure you were well, making sure you wouldn’t wake up. He had suffered tremendously with the case, just as the rest of the team. It clearly wasn’t fine. but you were going to make it fine. 

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also yes, I will be making a part 2 (n maybe part 3). ‘Tis gonna get angsty.

[chibichibisha]

Are you ever going to tells us how ermine and deuce first met/how they fell in love, and possibly headcanons?

*CRACKS KNUCKLES* Thanks for indulging me in my ship 💖😭

Disclaimer: This is based on my own universe so some of the stuff mentioned there are part of the cards I'm doing for them, it's full of headcanons too for sure even if I try to stick to canon material as much as I can. The romantic relationship of my oc's are not actually implied or appear directly on cards, so this is me sharing what actually happens outside that! It's quite long lmao

Deuce and Ace first see Ermine at the welcome party the first years have after the ceremonial entrance. They later meet him better on Heartslabyul chapter, as he is still at Riddle's side during the dorm incident, and they do not talk personally or directly. It's when Trey tells them about Riddle's situation and Ermine's first year at the school that they understand that Ermine is just behaving how he is supposed to behave, and it's not the real him. They are the ones that save him, along with all the other residents as well, from Riddle's tyrannical reign and it's when Ermine drops the facade and really shows how he was hurting.

They later have the opportunity to see how Ermine is outside the dorm duties, and they realize Ermine is not at all cool: he looks stressed and panicking all the time, and running everywhere. He also seems very scared of certain students that seem violent. One of these times is when he sees Deuce revert to his delinquent side and lose his cool and since then, Ermine gets terrified of him.

On Ermine's Gym uniform card, Ace mentions Ermine always runs away when he sees Deuce outside the dorm, because of this, and Deuce seems to feel a bit guilty because he really didn't want to scare him off. From then, he tries to be polite and nice with Ermine to show that he is actually a nice guy.

The moment they start to approach a bit more is when an unbirthday party approaches, and Deuce needs to get better at maths, or he won't be able to attend the game nor the party (The story of their dorm uniform cards). Riddle lends him one of his notebooks for study, and Ermine tutores him to help him, because he sees it like part of a dorm obligation at first. Deuce gets happy about it since it's a good opportunity to show he can be a good student and not a scary guy, and he is able to make Ermine behave more like he truly is, and not the "perfect attendant" persona he picks up there.

He respects and holds Ermine in a very good opinion since then, and them, with Ace, start to hang out more too. So it's a natural process of them becoming friends, honestly. The first who falls for the other is Deuce, definitely, and he doesn't even realize first. It has to be Ace the one that jokingly tells him "you surely likes Ermine-senpai more than what you realiza, huh?" which makes Deuce think for a moment, and react with a "Maybe" while Ace jolt surprised. Deuce naturally accepts it in a way. He never fell in love before, he cannot even talk to girls and at first, Ermine didn't even approach him, so he didn't know how it was supposed to be. If the case is that he may like Ermine more than a friend, he is good with it. He is pretty positive, honestly.

But Deuce is not experienced in this, so whenever he tries to make a step, he becomes too embarrassed and Ermine doesn't understand anything, he tries him as he is being an idiot. Fortunately, Deuce is best when he doesn't think too much about stuff, so he ends up being very smooth and flirty when he doesn't intend it. Since Ermine keeps tutoring Deuce because they work well together, Deuce may comment on stuff in a sweet or endearing way that makes Ermine embarrassed. He will stare at him unintentionally or mention that he looks cute that day, just for Ermine to get red and kind of annoyed because he is not taking it seriously, but it's affecting him.

Ermine only starts to consider something like this when Deuce gets used to getting giddy about being with Ermine, showing that off, and admitting, confessing, that he indeed likes him for real. And that makes Ermine reject any type of feeling he might start to have knowing this, because he had always been very dishonest about what he really wanted, and this is no exception. Deuce may say he likes him, but Ermine is not gonna let it happen. Also, he doesn't have very good self-esteem, and Deuce is definitely a good guy, it wouldn't even work.

That doesn't mean, though, that he doesn't think about it, and starts to fall for Deuce' sweet side as well.

The first moment he begins to accept it a bit is during the VDC and the culture festival. Deuce spends two weeks preparing for that and Ermine realizes how different it feels without having Deuce around, which makes him longer a bit for the feelings. He is a bit busy himself so he tries to not think much about it. But when he hears from Riddle that Deuce broke the rules and got out of campus with Epel, he panics a little bit because he doesn't know anything. It's really the only moment there is a misunderstanding between them, because Ermine feels bad during all that, until he is able to talk directly to Deuce, and he does, of course. For the first time he has the courage to really ask him if Duece got tired of the thing they might have, whatever it is, because Ermine is always backing up from that, and if it's the case, he should be saying him clearly. Deuce doesn't understand at first, but when Ermine mentions Epel, he kind of gets it, even if Ermine is not explaining himself clearly. He apologizes because he should have talked clearly to Ermine earlier, but didn't know how to do it. It's okay because Ermine actually trusts Deuce after all that, and that is when it is still a bit unresolved, but they somehow know they like each other.

The flirty shenanigans keep going, with Deuce telling Ermine that he will do his best if Ermine ever let him, until the Star Sending happens and Ermine knows how work Deuce works for the festival to happen, protecting the tree and the stars and practicing hard for the dance, that Ermine realize he really fell after all for Deuce. Looking at him like that makes him feel kind of proud and he finds him cool, he is drawn to him. At this point, he doesn't want to run away anymore from it, he just wants to be with Deuce. So after the festival, when everything is over, he approaches Deuce with the intention to tell him something, he doesn't know what exactly tho. But instead of that, he just kisses Deuce for the first time and tells him he did a really good job. It leaves Deuce speechless, but seconds later he is just too happy about it.

Some dating Deumine headcanons:

Their dates are mostly study dates, to be honest. None of them see this as a problem because, actually, they like to hang out alone, and just talk. Deuce wants to get Ermine into dates outside campus though, and give him magical wheels rides.

He actually did this on Ermine's birthday.

Deuce is definitely more open about it. Once he passes the questioning phase of him liking someone (and a guy, but that's not exactly that important) and that makes him feel embarrassed, he is the type to talk about how cute his partner is and how happy he is around him, because he is really an honest guy.

Ermine on the other hand, is much more introverted about it and even if he is pretty much in love with Deuce, he is still embarrassed and running away from those praises. He doesn't do well with them.

Also yes, Deuce is the more touchy one. He hugs and kisses Ermine most of the time, while Ermine is the type to lean in against Deuce or pull his sleeve. He gives Deuce shy kisses and is much more cuddly as well if he is in the mood.

Ermine finds it endearing that Deuce likes lil chickens and eggs. Yuu told them that there's a festivity in the world where they come from where people believe a rabbit brings colorful eggs to kids. It sounds too crazy for Ermine but Deuce loves the idea.

Deuce is sometimes the intense guy type, and he will mention that he would marry Ermine in a heartbeat, which makes Ermine to call him an idiot, but it affects him.

Everyone in Heartslsabyul knows they are dating because they never intended to keep it a secret. But that just leads to some embarrassing moments of Cater mentioning them being a couple.

Deuce always wants to show how he is able to take care of Ermine whenever he needs it, and how is okay with Ermine being the way he is. He wants to be seen reliable and as cool as he sees Ermine, so that just fuels his goal of being a honor students more. Ermine supports him, of course.

Deuce talked to his mom about Ermine and she can't believe her son is dating someone, she definitely wants to meet him. From Ermine' side, he just told his big sister, and she is also supportive. On the future, Deuce's mom and Ermine's big sister are the ones who helps them the most.

They are the most sweet and lovey dovey when they both are alone.

[katsuflossy]

hello!! can i request hcs for black!reader with really long dreads, and shinso, aizawa, and todoroki’s reactions please :)) also i hope ur having a great day!! ( ˘ ³˘)❤︎

Reacting to a reader with locs

Pairing: Hitoshi Shinsou x reader, Shouta Aizawa x reader, Shouto Todoroki x reader

TW: none

A/n: I was so happy getting this request. Coming from a family with a lot of Rastafarians I am in love with locs (i don’t call them dreads that’s a whole nother convo). I hope you enjoy 💖

Taglist: @melanimed @myhoodacademia @mypimpademia @sheepydumpling Wanna be apart of my taglist?

🔮 He’s mostly like a wallflower, just leaning back observing his surroundings.

🔮 So when he saw you the first thing that came to his mind was “Woah, you fine asl”.

🔮 No matter how short or long the length of the locs are, he’ll still admire you from afar.

🔮 It’s a situation of “look but don’t touch”. Mainly because he is quite introverted and will not make the first move unless you two are forced to interact. Plus he doesn’t want to offend you by outlandishly staring at your hair. It’s all admiration, zero fetishization for you.

🔮 If you have locs longer than chin length, he loves seeing your hair down. When they cascade over your shoulder and just lay there. Once a relationship is there, and if you allow him, he’s the type to unconsciously play with a little loc or two.

🔮 Secretly gets excited when you ask him to help you with your hair. Don’t rush him to hold a section or to just get it off your neck, he gotta wipe the sweat off his hands before giving his assistance.

🔮 Has an extremely gentle hold on your hair. His hands (oh his hands) are large enough to hold all your locs in one. He’s glad to be a great help on wash days. Shampooing? Hot oil treatment? Just a regular head massage? Just say the word. He’ll be at the door, smirk stretched across his face saying “Does my baby need me?”

🔮 Will kiss the tears on your fingers if you need to retwist your locs (bro the pain is worst than a papercut)

🔮 After you both are done with your hair routine. He just stays on the couch, cuddling into your neck because he’s obsessed with the tropical smells from your hair products.

🥽 Another one who secretly admires from the shadows. You’re most likely a fellow teacher and he intends to have a professional relationship with everyone (clearly that fails bc all the other teachers are hella friendly). He’ll be very grateful for a water cooler conversation with you so he can have a front seat view of your black beauty.

🥽 His favorite is seeing your dreads in a low bun (like his at the conference meeting)

🥽 He had to take you in all your glory. The 5pm glow and your soft smile worked together to light your brown skin. He practically could draw your whole face from memory. Not on no creep shit, he will stare at you all day, no eye drops needed. I

🥽 His second close fav on you is a scarf updo where few strands fall into your face. He couldn’t help but to tuck a bothersome one behind your ear during your daily conversation. Immediately, he apologized for touching your hair without permission (he’s an educated one yall) before you reassured him it was okay.

🥽 The more comfortable he becomes, the more straightforward he would be with his admiration. He’ll give you compliments as you greet each other in the hallways.

🥽 A lil Christmas hc in the middle of this: He is your Secret Santa for the annual UA’s staff Secret Santa event. His gift? An expensive loc care set including wash day equipment, moisturizer, butter, special oil, and a loc retwisting tool.

🥽 (This was wayyy over the agreed budget but they don’t know).

🥽 Are you in love? Cause I believe I am.

🧊 He’s so forward with his looking, it was actually scary at first.

🧊 He just...stares. Not in a creeping way ofcourse, just unfiltered admiration and curiosity.

🧊 They’re just so long, and pretty, and different (in a good way).

🧊 Will tell you upfront he really likes your hair. He has no filter nor shame.

🧊 Will ask you questions about locs. He is the one that may be interested in how you achieved the style, why you did it, all that jazz.

🧊 Favorite hairstyle to see you in is just anything with hair accessories.

🧊 Gold thread, conch shells, mini butterfly clips, he just loves seeing you be confident and comfortable to try out any and everything.

🧊 His staring is even worse if you have colored or highlighted locs. He will remind you every minute how amazing your hair looks.

🧊 In a school setting, they know better than to sit you two close together because Todoroki will not pay attention for the sake of it. The minute he finishes his work early, his eyes lay on your hair, scanning over your locs from crown to end.

🧊 You don’t understand...he’s Obsessed.