#his arms gotta look bigger tho

[monkesupreme]

Pookie .

[solelifauna]

Yandere Batfam & Neglected Reader Prt. 2

Okay, so I didn't realize how much building I was gonna do around (Y/n's) social life so this chapter is honestly about knowing (y/n). Anyways, the next chapter will be from the batfam's pov and focus more on the yandere bits! Hope you enjoy this chapter tho!

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The change started slowly on a normal evening, an evening like every other. It was a football season game day, the big match between the Gotham City High Bats and the Gotham Prep Knights. For the rich prep kids, this was nothing more than another game, but for your school, this game was everything. This would help your school get the recognition and funding it deserves, and allow some students to be scouted and rewarded for their talent.

Not only that, but Gotham Prep always, every season goes to state, beating out all the other public schools in the city. They haven’t lost a game since the early 80s so there was a lot riding on this game. 

Your role, funnily enough, was representing the school as one of the Gotham City High school cheerleaders. Turns out that the gymnastics classes you took before were actually useful for purposes other than trying to impress Dick. You surprisingly took to cheerleading like a fish to water, liking the competitiveness and sense of belonging that came from joining the team. 

Anyways, you, the cheer team, and the football team were on a bus headed towards the bigger, better Gotham Prep football field. The bus was loud with music and schoolmates hyping each other up for the big game. Ethan, a friend of yours on the football team was nervously shaking his leg and squeezing his helmet so hard you thought it would crack.

Both you and your friend Arya noticed.

“Ethan, the game hasn’t even started yet and I already see a crack forming on your helmet.” You said jokingly, a gentle arm on his shoulder.

He startled, “Jesus Christ (Y/n) warn a guy next time.” Ethan spoke, offering a nervous smile.

“You need to stop freaking out bro. When you do, it freaks out the others on the team.” Arya gently said.

“I know, I know but— but there’s just a lot riding on this game. For a lot of us, this is our only way to get out of Gotham, and if we screw up the finals, we’ll be stuck here forever.” Ethan said solemnly, looking around at all his teammates.

“Well then good thing you guys aren’t gonna lose. Y’all have spent two years training to make this comeback, to make sure that Gotham City High finally gets this win. I promise you’ve worked harder than those assholes at Gotham Prep, so just go out there and put your training to use. Don’t let your nerves get to you, you have no reason to.” You calmly said.

“Yeah—yeah, we have trained harder, haven't we? Yeah, you’re right! We've just gotta go out there and play like we've practiced.” Ethan exclaimed, as if suddenly realizing why he should have confidence in himself and his team.

“Exactly!” Arya said, matching his enthusiasm and hitting Ethan playfully on the shoulder. 

The rest of the bus ride to the stadium was louder than ever, the coach and other teammates taking turns to hype up the more nervous members, to get them confident for the field. Everything was about normal once everyone made it to the stadium. The band was set up, and people were flooding the bleachers. It wasn’t until the last ten minutes before the game when normalcy died.

“Hey (Y/n), isn’t that your family?” A girl, Maya, says.

Lo’ and behold, Bruce Wayne and his entire gaggle of children were sitting on the home side of the bleachers, sporting Gotham Prep t-shirts. 

“What—oh, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me. What the hell are they doing here, they don’t even like football like that!?” You shout in frustration.

It was then when you remembered a conversation Dick, Bruce, and Damian had at the dinner table. Something about how it would help Damian out if he started going to school events and games, getting him acclimated to what being a normal teenager was like. That was all fine and dandy, but you didn't think the entire damn family was going to show up. Oh, the gossip columns are gonna have a field day with this. You could already imagine the headlines, “Bruce Wayne openly isolates daughter (Y/n) Wayne” or even, “The Wayne Family once again publicly shows dislike for daughter (Y/n) Wayne.”

You rolled your eyes at the thought, you had bigger things to worry about right now.

“Are you good (Y/n)?” Arya questions softly. 

She was one of the only people who you spoke your sorrows to, one of the only people who actually knows of just how lonely you were. Of course everyone knew that Bruce Wayne and his family didn't really like you very much– thank you Vicky vale– but nobody but Arya and Ethan really understood the crux of your situation. 

“Yeah, I'm all good bro, don't worry about it. Just focus on the game.” You said dismissively. It didn't bother you anymore, sure it hurt a little bit, but this was expected.

“Alright, its time to shake hands with the other team, everyone line up!” the football Coach, Coach Daniels, all but yelled.

You sighed, moving to the front of the line for the cheerleaders; you were team captain after all. Both the football teams and cheerleaders made their way to the center of the field where they met. You looked back at the rest of your team, you all knew that this was going to be an unpleasant interaction, it always was. The Gotham Prep cheer captain walked up to you, disdain and poorly concealed disgust on her face. You all quickly shook hands, trying to get this exhausting ordeal done and over with, but of course the other captain had to open her mouth.

“You lower end city girls sure have your own sense of style.” Darla, which was basically code for calling you and your team sluts. Wow, how original.

“You should see what’s underneath the jacket.” You replied, giving her a sharp smile.

She floundered, clearly expecting her insult to rile you and your team up. 

“Ugh, as expected of Bruce Wayne’s biggest embarrassment. You sad Daddy doesn't like you? Or maybe she’s just glad she gets to mooch off of him before he ends up disowning her.” Another girl pipes up, drawing mind grating giggles from the rest of their team. You recognized her, she was the daughter of some hot-shot CEO.

You just tiredly look back at your team, a few of them getting angry on your behalf while others looked to you in concern. 

“What, not going to say anything?” The other captain haughtily questioned. 

“I mean, what exactly is the response you’re expecting? Yeah, Bruce Wayne doesn't like me, but at least I didn't have to buy my way into the cheer team or have my daddy pay to make sure I wasn't held back.” You stated boredly.

She was silent in shock, right before the anger came bursting through.

“You whore! I’m going to fuck you up, take you to court and sue you!” She shrieked.

“You’re going to sue me? You mean sue Bruce Wayne?” You snorted, “Like that’ll ever happen. And bitch, you couldn’t fight if your life depended on it, so next time you threaten me remember–I can and will beat the ever-loving shit outta you.”

That must have sparked some fear in her because she just turned around and led her team back to their side of the field. You’re sure others noticed your altercation, obviously having no idea what was being said, but it was clear to both sides of the field that nothing good was said. You’re ready to turn back to your side when you accidentally make eye contact with Tim. The cold, calculating look in his eyes has you shifting in discomfort, you quickly look away as the cheer team and football players head back to their respective sides.

The players took their place onto the field while your team got into formation.

“Aright guys, this’s the big one! Give it all you got, just like we practiced!” You yelled.

Just like that, the whistle blew signaling that the game started. 

By the time you reach half time, Gotham Prep is fifteen points ahead of Gotham High. Your school does its low budget halftime performance which pales in comparison to the extravagant Gotham Prep performance. Your side of the stadium grows louder, louder in support of the football team. Before you know it, the boys are lining up for the second half of the game. Thankfully, Gotham High shoots up in points, the score now becoming 34 to 29. The issue is, the game is starting to come to an end with only two minutes on the clock. The crowd is loud, but everyone knows it'll be damn near impossible for Gotham High to win now. The only way to win would be to score a touch-down, which would bring Gotham High to 35 points.

It isn't until the 36 second mark when Ethan sees an opening and makes a run for it with the ball. The crowd is booming, your own voice adding to the mix of cheers and shouts. 

“Come on Ethan! Come on!” You yell, voice undoubtedly hoarse.

There's 5 seconds on the clock when Ethan dives over an opposing player and rolls into the other team's touchdown zone. The score board changes, the numbers now showcasing 34 to 35. Gotham City High with 35. Everyone goes crazy. You and Arya are holding each other jumping up and down. Holy shit, yall won! The football team was celebrating on the field, as they’re announced as the winners, a big trophy being handed into Ethan and his team's hands. And by tradition, you, Arya and the coach go grab the large gatorade barrel and proceed to soak the football team with it. There are yelps and laughs but everyone knows what it means, it means “you’ve won”. You and Arya run up to Ethan launching into him, uncaring of the gatorade now soaking your uniforms. 

It was a good day, a happy day. Everyone started loading up into the buses, starving for the victory dinner at Taco Bell. You honestly, truly forget that the Bats were even here. Shit hits the fan however, when you're in the middle of messing up a chalupa and Bruce Wayne and the rest of his brood walk in, making awkward eye contact with you. You promptly proceed to choke, Arya hitting your back to get you to stop. You do, but holy shit was that embarrassing. Also, what in the ever-loving fuck were they doing here!? 

Before you could voice your utter disbelief, another familiar face barrels into your table. Oh great.

“Hey ladies, how’d you like the game? Betcha I looked good on the field.” The voice of Adrien, a freshman player on the team, made itself known. 

He even made it a point to flex his arm muscles, hoping to impress you and Arya. You both just looked at each other before bursting out laughing. This poor freshman has been trying to get with y'all all year, despite you and Arya being sophomores. His god-awful attempts at flirting were absolutely adorable and downright hilarious. 

“Guys please don't laugh, I promise I have better pick up lines.” he begs, his demeanor that of a kicked puppy.

“I'm sorry man, you're just too adorable, we can't take you seriously.” Arya says amused.

“Why don't you go talk to one of the freshman cheerleaders? I'm sure I heard Hiba and Darla talking about how good you did on the field.” You pipped in.

“No way! Are you serious!? Oh-uh, gotta blast ladies! See ‘ya around!” Adrien stutters, excitedly scrambling off to go find the girls you mentioned.

You and Arya broke off again into a fit of laughter.

“Were you guys teasing Adrien again?” Comes a lighthearted scold from Ethan.

“Not anymore than usual. Plus, I think we finally got him to pursue girls in his own grade.” You responded, a smug smile on your face.

Ethan just chuckled before sitting down with you and Arya. You all talked and laughed some more, your mood only being slightly soured by the Wayne family’s presence at the table across from yours. You did your best to avoid their not-so-casual glances in your direction. Why they were here is a can of worms you had to marinate on later. But for now, you'd just enjoy the rest of your night.

It didn't take long before everyone started getting ready to leave. Some students had their parents come pick them up, probably to go celebrate the school's victory with their families, whilst everyone else was getting ready to load back up into the buses and head to the school where parents would be waiting for their kids. You, however, would be biking back to the manor on your own. Sure both Arya’s and Ethan’s parents had offered you a ride, but you had declined. There was no need for them to go out of their way for you, especially when they should be spending their time celebrating with their children. You’d honestly just ruin the mood with your shitty circumstances.

So as you threw away the last of your trash and started walking to leave the restaurant, you were not expecting to be stopped, let alone stopped by Bruce Wayne. You froze, not knowing what to do. What did he want?

“(Y/n),” He started, voice lacking any tell-tale emotions, “no need to get on the bus, you’ll be riding home with us.”

You noticed immediately how he didn't really give you a choice, just an order meant to be followed. You swallowed nervously, you did not, under any circumstances want to be in a car with any of them.

“There's no need for that Bruce, I–um actually left my bike back at the school and I can't just leave it there so…yeah. I’ll–I'll see you back at the manor.” You said nervously. You weren't used to talking to him and to be quite frank he scared you.

Bruce of course took note of the fact you had not called him “dad” or “father” and had called home, “the manor” instead. This is when Dick decided to chime in.

“What, you're not going to bike all the way back home, are you?” Dick jested sarcastically.

“Uh, yeah? It's how I get back home everyday.” You mention abashed. Did they seriously not even know how you got home? Whatever, you’re too tired for this.

Bruce and Dick glance at each other, their shared look holding a meaning you couldn't understand.

“Well, it doesn't matter. You’ll just ride home with us from now on.” Dick stated, faux cheer in his voice. 

“Wha–what? Hold up, I can’t just leave without my bike! It’s gonna get stolen or–”

“We’ll get a new one, now stop fussin' and get a move on,” Jason grumbles, cutting you off.

You just sigh in defeat. Why the hell are they doing this? Why now? In the end, your questions don't matter as you get marched over to the waiting Rolce Royce Limo. That was when Arya and Ethan noticed you walking away from the bus, not even noticing the Waynes in their hurry to catch up to you.

“Hey (Y/n), why are ‘ya–oh.” Arya yells out before going silent after noticing the intimidating figure of Bruce Wayne and the even more intimidating figure of Jason Todd.

“Oh, hey guys. So–uh, I actually have a ride back to the manor now so I'm all good.” You say awkwardly.

“That's–that's great! But, what about your bike bro?” Ethan questions worriedly, the awkward and almost tense energy affecting him.

“I'm just going to pray and hope that it's still there when I come back for it tomorrow.”You answer tiredly.

“Damn, well, get home safe and get some sleep. We’ll see you soon girl.” Arya says, hugging you.

You hug her back.

“You too guys, get home safe. And Ethan, good job on the field bro, we’re all super proud of you.” You voice, a small smile on your face while you give him a hug.

“Thanks (Y/n), couldn't have done it without y’all hyping me up.” He says.

“Alright, alright no more sappy, corny lines. Now get on the bus before Coach Daniels pops another blood vessel.” You joke.

“Shit, I didn't even realize that was him yelling! Ethan, we gotta go! See ya (Y/n).” Arya exclaims, practically dragging Ethan to the bus with her.

You wave at them, your smile slowly disappearing as you realize you're about to have the worst fifteen minutes of your life on this car ride. The staring you were trying to ignore when talking to your friends was more prevalent now, making you anxious as you entered the car, squirming and fiddling uncomfortably in your seat as everyone else piled in.

You internally sighed as you heard the door shut and the car engine start. Perhaps it’d be better if you drank acid and died instead, but alas, it was too late for any of that. 

You’d just do your best to stay quiet and avoid the eyes boring into your very being.

[lewisvinga]

this little life | carlos sainz x fem! reader

summary; when childhood lovers y/n and charles break up, it sends the whole internet into chaos. what sends them into an even bigger chaotic mess was the reasoning behind their breakup and who she turned to for comfort afterwards.

fc; cindy kimberly

warnings; cursing, cheating, slut shaming

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minkyungseokie @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri

note; requested ! there’s a couple of typos on the tweets LMAO n i felt too lazy to fix ‘em🤕

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[carbonfiction]

how does logan feel about short girls

Okay as a tall girlie this was tricky to make not sound silly (even tho it probably, looking back over it, it sound a little cliche??)

But Ohhhh he would absolutely love them!

I stand by the fact that logan, under all that gruff and grumpy exterior, is a sweetheart. He is a lover, even if sometimes he struggles with emotions or is sometimes scared of it, he loves so deeply and truly. So i, personally, view him a someone who doesnt really care for appearance. He just cares how kind someone is, if their heart is three times bigger than the world deserves.

Therefore, i do gotta say for this specifically, im feeling very early logan?? (Shock horror) The X1-2, fluffy cat hair and cosy clothes kinda vibe? Meaning He'd still love you if you were shorter, but hes loving you in the little shit (affectionate) way.

Hes standing beside you and gently (hardly even touching) resting an arm on your head or shoulder.

Hes asking how the weather is all the way down there (honestly you're not even that short- its ridiculous)

He's calling you short stack, pipsqueak or toots in conversation, careless to the little daggers your eyes glare at him. This however, does give you a valid excuse to call him kitty back tho!!

He's even, and this is we're he's a real lil shit, listening to you walking to the kitchen from down the hall and purposely placing something you're going to need higher up.. The thing is though, hes timing it so he's the only one around when it happens!! Its "A complete mystery that one bub, must be hank...or Scott.. You know, s' Probably Scott." if you then question him about how its always him around to help when this happens!!

I mean, Its not like he does it so you do that cute little stompy huff and ask him to grab it?? because why in the hells would he do that?? (And also bc god forbid you try to climb on the counters-)

He also take great amusement when you try borrow his shirts/hoodies. They dont just sit oversized.. Oh no, they fully swamp you; but at least they are the peak of comfort. Just.. Dont try on his sweats, odds are you'll break a leg from the amount of drag behind you..

[sulumuns-dootah]

Are you still taking requests? Canigedduhh,, cuddling hcs for the bigger demons of your choice + Zagan please

WHB demons cuddling HCs

⟡ Masterlist ⟡

A/N: Big boy cuddling HCs coming up! ^^ I only picked from the nobles bc I write for the kings all the time :D (Sorry this took too long, but there's been a bit of a flu outbreak where I live and I ofc had to partake)

Characters: Amy, Zagan, Valefor, Glasyalabolas, Ronove, Beleth, Marbas

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Amy can be both a small spoon and a bigger spoon

Though, he does eventuelly end up feeling like the small one, just with you in his arms

I think his favorite way to cuddle is to lay on your lap tho

He's kinda like a big dog who doesn't understand that he's bigger than you

Oh and another thing:

I might've said this already, but this man holds you and no demon/angel/whatever force will be able to take you away from him

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Might not come right out to say he wants to cuddle, but there will be signs

Mostly him always seemingly being right behind you all the time

He's just craving the closeness that cuddling provides

Loves running his fingers over your skin and drawing invisible talismans onto it

And if you stay still for long enough, he might even start talking to you on his own

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Let me tell you, I am so sad that they changed his philia from being a plushie bc this man is a living teddy bear

Laying on top of him is like laying on top of those huge snorlax bean bags

Those nails of his also gotta feel really nice scratching your skull

Oh and those bazongas? 10/10 stress reliever balls

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A more risky cuddle buddy, but worth it imo (if you can ignore the subtle smell of death)

He will ask you to move as little as possible, but that won't be a problem bc if you manage to find just the right angle and position, you could be out in seconds

Glasya strikes me as the type to stroke your hair while muttering random stuff

Not even cute ones

He'll just ramble about some random stuff he's thinking about at the moment

"Hm... Yesterday Barbatos got hung for three hours by His Majesty, but I only got hung today for two. Does that mean i got hung less because he hates me so much or did he hang me for shorter time because he doesn't hate me as much?"

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Oh let me tell you

This man will hold you like you're the dearest thing to him in his life

He will cradle you like a priceless masterpiece

I imagine he also likes to play with your limbs while you lay on him

As in, he'll guide you to straighten out your arm so he can run his fingers over it multiple times and then guide it back into its original position and then move on to some other limb

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Beleth is literally a big cat and he also cuddles like one

He loves entvining his body with yours to the point where you can't even get up

If you have cat(s) you probs know the whole vibe that I'm talking about

Also if he's smoking during it, the smoke just surrounds you two and it feels like you're in a cloud

Oh and if he were to fall asleep (very likely actually), he -ironically- looks like an angel again

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It's actually really easy to get Marbas to cuddle with you

Just tell him that you need some prolonged skin on skin contact

He'll see right through it, but at least you tried, eh?

At least it's also an excuse for him to take a much-needed break and nobody will pester him afterwards

Marbas is a bit awkward at first, but eventualy relaxes

To be fair, being strapped to a board all day long has to be ruining his posture

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Ok, so I got these two ideas for tipsy reader since I was on my break and one of my friends is watching a movie, the scene was of tipsy reader and I instantly thought of the guys taking care of their girl so here it is, second fic of the day!

You Know Me -P.G8

Summary: Your semester's over and what a better way to celebrate it with your friends in a night out? You have fun and you also have your boyfriend with you

"Pepi, amor" You say into the phone "Can you come and pick me up? I'm sleepy"

"I'm right outside, babe" You looked around to see your boyfriend's car parked up a block away from the club "Stay there" He said and you saw how the lights of the car turned on and soon you saw the vehicle move towards you and you can't help the smile that gets to your face when you see the door being opened for you from the inside

"Hola" You said opening the door wider

"Hola preciosa. Everything good?" You nod smiling "Are the girls coming as well?" You shook your head getting in

"Alicia was having a makeout session with a guy, that probably will end up in something more and Elly left with her girlfriend"

"So they left you all by yourself?" You closed the door and got yourself comfortable in your boyfriend's car

"Kinda, I was dancing with these random girls tho so I was good" Pedri hums looking at you with his big brown eyes, you leaned forward, placing your hand on his cheek and kissed his lips softly "Your eyes are gorgeous" You said after a beat of silence making Pedri smile

"Gracias, mi vida" (Thanks, love) Pedri said, his hand going to your thigh "I got you some water" He said nodding to the door of your side. You looked for the water and drank half of it "Our hoodie is in the back for you to wear if you're chilly"

You looked behind in the backseats and true to his word, his hoodie that you always steal and that you call "ours" now, was folded and ready for you to use and you did.

"Smells good" He hums nodding

"I had it on before I came here" He says and you smile

"It's really warm" He blushes

"Gotta give the best to my girl" You giggle softly hugging his arm "Talking about the best... Wanna go and eat some burgers?"

You hum softly with a smile "Are you allowed to break your diet?"

"I'm not but it's only for one day and I know my girl wants that as well" You smiled at him intertwining your hands

"You're the best, did you know that?"

"You tell me that once in a while"

"Well, you're the best of the best. I'm truly lucky to have you"

"Nah" He shook his head "I'm lucky to have you" He said quickly looking over to you, patting your thigh lightly, the rest of the car ride was silent but for the soft radio music "How was the night?" He asked as soon as he got our orders

You hum closing your eyes "Good, I'm a bit tipsy tho"

"I know you are" You smile "That's why we're eating and driving around for a while"

"You should be asleep right now, you have training tomorrow"

"At 3pm. I'm good, you're good, we are good" He smiles "Any gossips from the party?"

"¡Que si no, fua!" (If not) You smiled getting comfortable

"Anda, espabila" (C'mon, talk) Your smile got bigger as he handed you your burger, you swear you fell in love with him once again, he was so kind, so lovely, so pure, so gorgeous, so yours. So you cut yourself off and leaned over to kiss his lips quickly "I'm in the middle of a bite" He said and you laugh

"Bueno pero que podías esperar a que terminara de tragar para besarme" (Well but that you could wait until I finished swallowing to kiss me) He said after swallowing.

"¿Te molesta que te bese cuando yo desee? Puedo dejar de hacerlo" (Do you mind if I kiss you when I want to? I can stop doing it)

"Para nada, cuando gustes, cada rato y cada segundo" (Not at all, whenever you like, every time and every second) You smiled "Te quiero" (Love you) He said and you lean over to kiss him once more

"Y yo a ti" (Love you too)

"I hate to break this lovely time but your boyfriend's chismoso. What else did he said to her?" You laughed

"I know you are" You take a sip from the Coca-Cola "You are my little chismosito"

"Gossip is life, you know me well"

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

[lucysgraybird]

Erm i js read ur pregnancy fic, is it possible for u to write an alternative version yk a happy one ??? 😭 it was rlly good tho but that hurttt

YES babe ofc im so sorry 🙏 i saw angst and it got away from me. sorry for losing my head. here is an alternate ending to this fic

warnings: labour/childbirth, blood mention, deeply unrealistic (should've put this on the other one too! i am an 18 year old virgin i know where babies come from and that's it)

The night the baby comes is dark and peaceful: there hasn't been more than a soft fall of rain in weeks, and the spring has brought balmy evenings that have made chores almost a gift to do.

Even more of a blessing is the time after chores, curled up on the porch under Billy’s arm. He's twisting the ends of your hair around his fingers absently, and you twist to look up at his face.

“What's on your mind, honey?”

“Hm?”

“I can hear your thoughts from here, Billy. Are you worrying about something?”

He tucks his chin over your head and you hum contentedly at being wrapped up in him, safe and warm.

“Just thinkin’ about the baby is all,” he says. “What we're gonna name her and that stuff.”

You laugh. “I bet it'll come to us in the moment. We don't even know if the baby’s a girl.”

“I do.” He slides his arm off your shoulder to your waist, placing his hand flat against your rounded belly. “Gonna be the best little girl, and she's gonna look just like her mama.”

"Mm...with your eyes, if we're lucky."

You crane your neck to peck Billy on the lips, coaxing a smile from your husband. Out of nowhere, a cramp twists through your lower back and you cover Billy’s hand with yours, wincing. He shifts you off his chest slightly to look at you.

“You okay?”

The pain passes and you can breathe again – it's not something you've felt before, but you know things get weirder the bigger the baby gets.

“Fine, yeah. I think she was moving around or something.”

Billy gives your stomach a firm look, which coaxes a laugh out of you and chases away your nerves.

“‘s not the baby’s fault, honey,” you say. “She's just getting comfy.”

“You're sure you're alright?” He confirms. “I can ride into town and-”

“I'm good. You don't need to worry, okay?”

He nods and pulls you back against him, his body a shelter from any worries.

As the night creeps on, there are a few more cramps but nothing notable, and you're able to fall asleep almost immediately when the time comes.

That is, until the middle of the night, when you wake up with your entire core on fire.

“Billy,” you whimper, grabbing for his arm.

He groans, still mostly asleep.

“The baby’s coming, Billy, you gotta-” You pause, a bolt of pain too great to speak through wracking your body for a moment. “You gotta go get the doctor.”

That wakes him immediately, and he's rolling out of bed before his eyes are even completely open. He takes in your face, screwed tight and shiny with sweat, and he's trying to get ready and comfort you at the same time.

“It's okay, darlin’, you're gonna be okay,” he says, not even bothering to take off his pajamas before tugging his work clothes over them and shoving his feet into his boots. “I’m gonna get the midwife and she'll take care of you.”

For all his confident words, his voice trembles and breaks at the end of his sentence from seeing you in this much hurt, which sends tears spilling down your cheeks. Billy scrambles for the door, then back to you to press a kiss to your forehead and a hand to your cheek.

“Gonna be fine, darlin'. I'll be back as quick as I can.”

You don't even have time to reply before he's out the door and gone.

The pain only increases while he's gone, time going hazy and strange. You can't figure out how long ago Billy left, or how long it should be until he's back – you can't really think of much besides the ache throbbing from your pelvis to your chest. Noises that don't sound like your own are tearing themselves from your throat as you writhe in bed, trying to find anything that'll ease the pain.

Soon (or maybe not soon at all, you can't say), Billy is bursting back into your room, the midwife hot on his tail. She takes one look at you and turns to Billy.

“I need boiling water and strips of cloth.”

Billy nods wordlessly and disappears out to the kitchen. You didn't realize how desperate you were for him until he was gone, and a new bout of sobs streak down your face.

“Oh, lovey,” the midwife says as she strips back your covers. “Your boy will be back soon, he's just helping me keep you safe while you're in labour. Can you tell me how far you are along?”

She tugs your nightgown up around your hips, and you're in too much pain to feel any shame.

“Baby’s right on time,” you groan. “Just about nine months.”

Your body bows forward with another stab just as Billy walks through the door with a steaming pot of water and strips of a clean sheet, and he nearly drops everything in his haste to get to you. Once he's sure that the midwife has what she needs, he's settling next to you, offering a hand to squeeze and a shoulder to lean on.

“You may want to step out, Mr. Bonney, this-”

“I'm stayin’,” he says, surely putting on a brave face when you grip his hand like a vice. To you, he soothes, “Hold on as hard as you need, darlin’, you're not gonna hurt me.”

“Okay then,” the midwife says. “Get ready to push, lovey, this baby is just about to come out.”

You don't even have to think when the time comes, a baser instinct taking over for you. It hurts like nothing has before and a wail chokes out of your mouth. Billy is still holding you, whispering sweet nothings that you can't quite hear against your temple. His lips are dry on the skin there, and it's grounding in the sea of sticky and hot that you're swimming in.

Suddenly, the pressure in your pelvis changes, but the pain doesn't. Everything is so wet. What is that?

“I'm going to insist you step back now, Mr. Bonney,” the midwife says.

You look up at your husband, whose skin is ash-white against his dark hair.

“Billy…?”

"You're okay, darlin', I'm just gonna let the midwife take care of you." His voice is shaking in a way that makes you nauseated, and the world is swimming around you on top of that.

He goes to step away, just as the midwife requested, and heartbreak rips across his face when you reach out for him. Then there's another gush of wetness and a dizzying wash of pain: the last thing you see before you pass out is the form of a baby in Billy’s arms and the most genuine fear you've ever seen on his face.

When you wake, it's just Billy in the room, cradling a bundle of blankets in a chair he's dragged to the bedside. He's up as soon as you wake, trying to smooth a hand over your head and hold the baby properly at the same time.

“Hey, darlin’, how are you feeling?”

You try to sit up and immediately throw in the towel, groaning. “Tired. And sore. Is the baby okay? What happened?”

“Baby’s just fine,” he says, tilting the bundle to show you a wrinkled, sleeping little face. “The midwife says she's the healthiest baby she's seen in a while.”

A soft smile blooms on your face. There's a relief warming you from the inside-out that you've never felt before.

“You were right about the baby being a girl, then.”

“Mhm.” There's a teasing pride in his hum, and you use a little of your waning energy to nudge his shoulder with your head. “I haven't thought of a name yet, though.”

“Can I hold her?”

Billy hands her to you wordlessly, helping you settle your arms around her.

“She's so small.”

“And she's already caused a lot of trouble for her mama,” Billy says.

He's joking, but when you look up at him, there are tears in his eyes.

“Honey, are you-”

“I'm okay, I'm okay. It was just a lot of blood, and I didn't know what was goin’ on. I thought you…”

The sentence ends there, but you know where he was going, and you lean into him.

“Can't get rid of me that easy, cowboy. We got a little girl to raise.”

The baby stirs a little in your arms, then settles back into a deep sleep. You watch her thoughtfully.

“Billy,” you say.

“Yes, darlin’?”

“How would you feel about naming her Kathleen? After your mother?”

There's dead silence for a moment before Billy presses a kiss to the top of your head.

“I think that's perfect,” he whispers, not trusting his voice to go any louder without breaking. “If that's what you want.”

“It is. Welcome to the world, Kathleen Bonney,” you say, and Billy wraps an arm around you. It is a perfect tableau: mother, father, and baby, and all the love there is in the world.

[luffyvace]

Uvogin x reader who’s as big as him ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

Loll i thought this would be cute and funny!

His reaction to you being as big as him depends on your status to him

if your a passerby and the troupe’s current goal is to wreck havoc he’ll have fun beating up someone the size of him 😃

just because he’s not fighting “tiny ants” for once

- Uvogin

but if your in the troupe or good friends from meteor

he is definitely a lot more happy about you being bigger like him

now you’ve been promoted from a tiny ant to an equal 😎

sparring with him is always fun

and handy since he’s really strong so he definitely pushes your limit, making you stronger too!

if you don’t like to spar he’ll probably throw punches at you anyway and basically make you fight by attacking so you at least have to defend

he probably went up to you first and started a conversation after he saw you two were the same size

he likely started the convo like the two of you were old friends

it’s that moment when you instantly hit it off with someone because of a big similarity you share

(get it?! a big similarity?! 😆)

if your in the troupe he’d enjoy partnering up with you a lot

you, him and nobunaga may become a trio

you two probably earn a unspoken nickname of giant duo or something like that

arm wrestling is a thing.

no questions asked.

seriously tho he practically makes you, like how he makes you spar

sparring is more like play fighting for him 😂 (just for the record)

drinking contests is also a thing 😋 (if you like to)

ngl I’m betting that he might win-

LOL

of course we love reader here 💪💋💪💋 (HAHAHHAHA)

but just knowing how many beers he chugged that one time I gotta bet on him 🤷‍♀️

he likes your strength, might I mention

of course he does!

even if you don’t work out/kill your still probably stronger than most because of your height

muscles or not

picking each other up is a back and forth thing

Most times when you do it’s to throw him……for being a jerk

but he usually does it to you in an affectionate way

plus he thinks it’s funny if you don’t like it

so he may do it just to annoy you

but it’s also good to be able to pick each other up if the other is over exerted from a fight

also..

(if you have them…..)

flexing and seeing who has bigger muscles is a friendly competition til it’s not

then it becomes a sparring match and whoever wins has bigger muscles

despite the physics of who’s is actually bigger 😊👍

Whoever’s is stronger must be bigger right?? 🤨

but if you somehow manage to keep it from turning into sparring then it’s really goofy

”hurrr look at MY big musclessss!!” 💪💪

”noooo! Mine are biggerrrrr” 💪💪💪💪

”lies! Obviously mine are the biggest” 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪

”HURRRR! See! *obviously straining* mine are even bigger than yours!” 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪

he’s not very romantic in conclusion

it’s more like a queer platonic relationship

because he’s definitely still very physically affectionate towards you (more than anyone else <3)

his love languages are obviously physical touch and quality time

you two are practically inseparable

mostly because Uvo tags along any outing you go to

he’s bored and your the most interesting person he knows

and especially as one he can relate to,

he’s very prone to following you around 🤷‍♀️💗

and then we have physical touch!

where regardless of whether you like it or not (he does not listen to any complaints you have) he kisses you randomly throughout the day!

a kiss when you get up, a kiss when you go out, a kiss after not seeing each other for a long time, a kiss after a favor- WHENEVER!

kisses, kisses, kisses.

kisses? kisses.

he will also casually throw an arm around your shoulder pretty often

which you might mind a lot less

if your in the troupe they’ve pretty much gotten used to his affectionate ways so thankfully they don’t make fun of you (except maybe shal and fei)

they don’t see you two as weak because of it so don’t worry

he does it to them too after all so they know how you feel 😭

especially shal 🤦‍♀️💖

which not to mention shal is probably close to you as well

uvo basically makes all his friends your friends too

just because he likes seeing his people together

so even if your not in the troupe and your from meteor,

once he fully trusts you, you’ll get introduced to the troupe in a jiffy 😂💜

I love this concept it’s adorable

I’ve seen some Uvo stans out there before, so here’s to adding to the little content there is for him ♡

[intimacyequalsdeath]

Bubz's Slasher Fictober Day 5: Rusty Nail (Apple Cider)

Day five! The first week of October is already almost over!, At this point I will start compiling everything on a masterlist as I stated on the previous post I'm writing these in advance.

Notes: Minors DNI, No pronouns used only "You" and maybe a "Y/n" once or twice. Possibly suggestive themes, No smut tho (yet wink wink)

"You ain't wearin that" Rusty said from his place on the cheap motel room bed. You rolled your eyes.

"Rusty this is what I packed to wear" You said

The two of you were laying low at a middle of nowhere truck stop after one of Rusty's "projects" got slightly out of hand. Rusty had cleaned it up well enough but still suggested the two of you lay low for awhile especially since he didn't have anything to ship at the moment.

"Sugar look, I told you that you aren't wearing that, the last thing I want to do is get into a fight with some lowlife with wandering eyes"

The outfit you had chosen to wear to the small truck stop bar wasn't the most modest but it wasn't as if you were wearing the most skimpy thing either. Rusty could be so jealous sometimes.

"Rusty there's a chance that no one will even be there, we're in the literal middle of nowhere" You sighed sitting down on the edge of the bed to slip on your shoes.

"Well if someone even so much as looks at your wrong then this place we'll have to put in the rearview after I teach em' a thing or two" He darkly chuckled. A smile spread across your face, most people would probably be intimidated as hell by Rusty but the only thing he made you feel was safe.

Rusty got off the bed and put his hand out to you.

"Well sugar what do you say we get too it then?" You nodded wrapping your arms around his much bigger one then slipping your hand into his.

The truck stop bar was about exactly what you'd expect, A few local drunks in the back corner booth, a old out dated jukebox in the corner and a sleepy overworked bar tender behind the bar that was really just their to bring the drunks their beers.

You picked out a private booth for you and Rusty while he walked up to the bar tender to get a beer and whatever you wanted. From the moment you walked in you could feel the eyes of the three drunks in the corner on you, for their sake you hoped they'd stay there.

Rusty made his way back over to you, drink in hand and a smile on his face.

"Well sugar it looks like I've got the prettiest partner in the bar" You blushed.

"Rusty stop" You teased him playfully. Rusty placed the drinks in front of you but didn't sit down.

"I gotta go take a leak darlin' you stay right here ok?" You nodded as Rusty left.

You were looking out the window at Rusty's big rig parked out in the parking lot in front of the motel when you felt someone slip into the booth next to you. Rusty would never sit next to you, always across so he could "Look at that pretty face clearly" as he'd always say so knowing this was a stranger made you tense.

"What's a pretty little thing like you doin all the way out here?" a voice asked, slurred obviously from one to many drinks.

You turned your head to face the voice, deciding to try and get him out of here before Rusty came back.

"Me and my boyfriend are here together" You stated hoping for the man to fuck off.

"Boyfriend? That fella you came in here with? please honey he couldn't provide half the things I could" You reeled back in disgust as the man reached for your hand.

"Please don't touch me, and my boyfriend "provides" perfectly fine thank you, now if you wouldn't mind goi-"

"Now sweetie is that any way to talk to a person" the man interrupted,

"I think the lady was goin to tell you to git" Rusty sneered, having returned from the bathroom to the sight of his baby being harassed by some local drunk. The man smiled and turned to rusty.

"Oh yeah ? and what are you going to do ab-" Before he could finish Rusty grabbed him out of the booth and brought his fist down on the mans face knocking him to the floor.

You quickly took the hint and got out of the booth yourself before getting in the cross fire. Rusty brought his foot down to the mans stomach when he was on the floor, this brought the two friends out of the corner booth towards Rusty.

"Rusty!" You yelled warning him he was about to get ganged up on. Rusty wasted no time in pulling out the gun from his holster.

"Now gentleman c'mon" The bartender said nervously "This is my place of business and I will not have this nonsense here" Rusty still had his gun and his eyes trained on the mans friends when you spoke up.

"Rusty c'mon please, let's just go" Rusty turned to you and you saw his face soften. You knew that he knew that killing anyone here would be risky so it was best if you just left and didn't draw attention to yourselves.

Rusty placed the gun back in his holster on his side, but not before giving another swift kick to the drunk man still on the floor.

"You're lucky my darlin' is here or this would have a much different outcome" Rusty said before motioning for you to go to the door.

Nobody in the bar dared to say anything as the two of you left.

You waited till the two of you reached your motel room, before saying anything to Rusty about what happened.

"Rusty I get that that guy made you mad, but you can't get reckless like that over me! what if something had happened and you had gotten caught? what am I supposed to do if something happens to you?" You asked him while sitting on the edge of the bed taking your shoes off.

"I'm sorry darlin', I came back from the bathroom and saw him all over you like that I just knew I had to protect you" You sighed

"I get that hon' and I do appreciate it, But I'd appreciate you being around for me and not getting arrested a lot better"

Rusty sat next to you on the bed and took your hand in his, you gave his hand a reassuring squeeze before leaning over to peck his lips.

"You already have plenty to do when it comes to hitchhikers and pricks, Let's leave the dumb drunks alone ok?" Rusty laughed at that and nodded.

"Anything for you Darlin"

[scamsz]

Unrequited, terrifying…

Fem!reader, ooc gojo, implied geto x reader, angst??

“Didn’t I say it’ll hurt every time you look?”

Shoko's voice was dry as she spoke, from what could only be the number of cigarettes she smoked that day--that didn't stop her though, she was already lighting another one.

It was just her and Gojo sitting outside on the prickly grass, much to Satoru's dismay.

He had to admit that Shoko was right though, today was actually the perfect day to just sit outside and relax. The wide trunk of the tree perched in the middle of the high school field was the one thing protecting them from the scorching sun up above.

"Jeez man, did you not hear what I said?" This time Gojo could hear her good and well, immediately turning his attention to the girl beside him--resting comfortably on the tree beside him.

"What?"

He blinked one, two, three times before she even said anything. His mild confusion only irritated the girl more. "I said if you keep looking at Suguru and [name], it'll hurt."

Satoru knew Shoko was blunt, he liked her bluntness—sometimes welcomed it, even. It was refreshing having someone who wasn’t scared to talk back because he was Satoru Gojo.

He hated when that was directed at him tho.

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out of his lips--unspoken words that would never pass the vicinity of his mind. His first instinct was to deny what she was implying. There was no way.

"What are you even talking about?" He scrunched his eyebrows, feigning confusion, sealing it with scrunched eyebrows and a quirk with his lips.

He didn't want to look at Shoko anymore but looking at the two of you wasn't exactly the better option either.

"Dude." By her tone, he knew that she knew. "Lying to yourself doesn't make the weird feelings go away." She sighed, puffing out the excess smoke into the air.

She was right, he knew that. He knew for a while but he had to deny it, who knows what the hell would happen if he even told you. “You know you don’t gotta tell me if you don’t want to.”

It was silent between the two for a while, and he was thankful for that. “How obvious am I?"

There was no point trying to keep it to himself anymore, he kept all that he wanted to say to himself long enough. "You don't wanna know." She giggled, leaving Gojo to wallow in embarrassment.

"Don't think she caught on tho cus of...." She cut herself off before she could say what they were both thinking. He was still her friend and she wanted to spear his feelings. "So you're good."

"Yeah, cus she's too busy drooling over Suguru."

Just that one sentence alone revealed the obvious elephant in the room, growing bigger the longer Shoko was stepping on the glass around him.

Everyone noticed the difference between how you treated him and Suguru: the way your eyes always trailed after his best friend and not him, the way you touched him, smiled at him, talked with him.

Suguru and not him.

The only thing he could do was ignore the sting in his chest.

He figured that having a crush on you would be a little difficult, but damn, did you make it hard.

First, he was grateful for the silence but now it was suffocating. He wanted to go back to the last few minutes and pretend like nothing was wrong, where he could shove down all the stupid thoughts trying to run through his mind.

"Where did the blunt Shoko run off to?"

He laughed, but it was the only thing he thought to do to stop the unwanted awkwardness. It was quick and strained, clearing his throat right after.

He didn't dare to look back at her, not wanting to see the pitiful look that might be on her face.

"You don't know that for sure."

This time he laughed a real laugh, but still sounded just as strained as before--perfect opportunity to inhale secondhand smoke. "A cruel way to get my hopes up."

He slouched even more down the tree trunk, so low that he was almost fully lying on the grass at this point, using his arm as a cushion. "I don't think that equals to me having a chance."

He pointed at the two figures that were far enough to be blissfully unaware of the two watching them, together in their own little world.

Shoko watched the two of you huddle by another spot on the field, sitting together under a tree. You two decided to venture off after a while and left the two alone.

It was like y'all didn't know personal space when it came to one another. Knees bumping each other's, not-so-subtle touching and hand holding, and looking at each other like y'all were the only people on earth.

Whispering in each other's ears and giggling was the icing on the cake. "Suguru's a lady's man."

She tensed the moment it left her lips, the words leaving her lips before it was allowed to--she was sure that it had set back the amount of time it would take to for her friend to bounce back from his depressive episode.

But the actual and genuine laugh that she managed to squeeze out eased her shoulders--causing her to laugh along with him. “Could they be anymore obvious…?”

He was fine watching his two best friends fall in love with each other,, and he would push down any feelings if that meant complicating things.

He wouldn't stand between the two most important people in his life.

“Didn't I just say it'll hurt every time you look?"

Shoko's voice was dry as she spoke, from what could only be the number of cigarettes she smoked that day--that didn't stop her though, she was already lighting another one.

It was just her and Gojo sitting outside on the prickly grass, much to Satoru's dismay.

He had to admit that Shoko was right though, today was actually the perfect day to just sit outside and relax. The wide trunk of the tree perched in the middle of the high school field was the one thing protecting them from the scorching sun up above.

"Jeez man, did you not hear what I said?" This time Gojo could hear her good and well, immediately turning his attention to the girl beside him--resting comfortably on the tree beside him.

"What?"

He blinked one, two, three times before she even said anything. His mild confusion only irritated the girl more. "I said if you keep looking at Suguru and [name], it'll hurt."

Satoru knew Shoko was blunt, he liked her bluntness—sometimes welcomed it, even. It was refreshing having someone who wasn’t scared to talk back because he was Satoru Gojo.

He hated when that was directed at him tho.

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out of his lips--unspoken words that would never pass the vicinity of his mind. His first instinct was to deny what she was implying. There was no way.

"What are you even talking about?" He scrunched his eyebrows, feigning confusion, sealing it with scrunched eyebrows and a quirk with his lips.

He didn't want to look at Shoko anymore but looking at the two of you wasn't exactly the better option either.

"Dude." By her tone, he knew that she knew. "Lying to yourself doesn't make the weird feelings go away." She sighed, puffing out the excess smoke into the air.

She was right, he knew that. He knew for a while but he had to deny it, who knows what the hell would happen if he even told you. “You know you don’t gotta tell me if you don’t want to.”

It was silent between the two for a while, and he was thankful for that. “How obvious am I?"

There was no point trying to keep it to himself anymore, he kept all that he wanted to say to himself long enough. "You don't wanna know." She giggled, leaving Gojo to wallow in embarrassment.

"Don't think she caught on tho cus of...." She cut herself off before she could say what they were both thinking. He was still her friend and she wanted to spear his feelings. "So you're good."

"Yeah, cus she's too busy drooling over Suguru."

Just that one sentence alone revealed the obvious elephant in the room, growing bigger the longer Shoko was stepping on the glass around him.

Everyone noticed the difference between how you treated him and Suguru: the way your eyes always trailed after his best friend and not him, the way you touched him, smiled at him, talked with him.

Suguru and not him.

The only thing he could do was ignore the sting in his chest.

He figured that having a crush on you would be a little difficult, but damn, did you make it hard.

First, he was grateful for the silence but now it was suffocating. He wanted to go back to the last few minutes and pretend like nothing was wrong, where he could shove down all the stupid thoughts trying to run through his mind.

"Where did the blunt Shoko run off to?"

He laughed, but it was the only thing he thought to do to stop the unwanted awkwardness. It was quick and strained, clearing his throat right after.

He didn't dare to look back at her, not wanting to see the pitiful look that might be on her face.

"You don't know that for sure."

This time he laughed a real laugh, but still sounded just as strained as before--perfect opportunity to inhale secondhand smoke. "A cruel way to get my hopes up."

He slouched even more down the tree trunk, so low that he was almost fully lying on the grass at this point, using his arm as a cushion. "I don't think that equals to me having a chance."

He pointed at the two figures that were far enough to be blissfully unaware of the two watching them, together in their own little world.

Shoko watched the two of you huddle by another spot on the field, sitting together under a tree. You two decided to venture off after a while and left the two alone.

It was like y'all didn't know personal space when it came to one another. Knees bumping each other's, not-so-subtle touching and hand holding, and looking at each other like y'all were the only people on earth.

Whispering in each other's ears and giggling was the icing on the cake. "Suguru's a lady's man."

She tensed the moment it left her lips, the words leaving her lips before it was allowed to--she was sure that it had set back the amount of time it would take to for her friend to bounce back from his depressive episode.

But the actual and genuine laugh that she managed to squeeze out eased her shoulders--causing her to laugh along with him. “Could they be anymore obvious…?”

He was fine watching his two best friends fall in love with each other,, and he would push down any feelings if that meant complicating things.

He wouldn't stand between the two most important people in his life.

[hotcat37]

Woke up N the first thing I saw was ur OTP ask game post N f4n *KNEW* what 2 do so here I am :3!! 54, 42, 39, 34, 30, 21, 13, 10, 7 N 3 for Bojere pls! (U don’t gotta do all of them if it’s 2 many N Deaf! Jere AU preferably cuz it’s been idk how long but that fic *still* has a chokehold on me N U bet my Ass is gonna be wrapped in a f4 ton of fluffy blankets with snacks N plushies as soon as U bless us with a new chapter!! X33

~^*•.’+ BOJERE BEAM GO!

I'm glad the AU lives in your mind rent free 👀 Thx for sending some numbers!! :3

54: who's more likely to carry the other to bed?

Probably Bojan because he likes to pick Jere up and carry him around randomly for fun haha Jere does also have strong arms though so it's not out of the question for him to carry a sleepy Bojan to bed and tuck him in <3

42: what's their favorite type of weather to enjoy together?

Snow for sure <3 They love making snow men and playing and watching the snowflakes fall. They also just find it cute to see the other bundled up in a big winter coat and a cozy scarf💞

39: who would rescue an injured animal and nurse it back to health?

I can see both of them doing that tbh They both have huge empathy for animals so both of them would be on board with helping an injured bird or abandoned cat or something. But I do think Jere would be the one to play responsible adult at some point once the animal is healed again and explain that they have to set it free even tho they've both gotten attached to it

34: who's more likely to tell a dirty joke to make the other blush?

Jere 👀👀 He can be surprisingly raunchy lmao The fact that he communicates mostly through text and looks so innocent is something he uses to his advantage. No one would suspect a thing if Jere casually shows Bojan the dirtiest message you can think of on his phone lol While Jere is often the one to start things, though, Bojan tends to be the one to finish them 😏

30: your OTP gets to pick out each other's outfits, what are they wearing?

Jere: he'd really love to see Bojan in leather so he'd give him a pair of his own pants and a leather shirt so he can swoon over his handsome Bojan 🥰 Bojan: he's putting Jere in more skirts... 1, because it's sexy. 2, because Jere really does look nice in skirts <3

21: who would get into a fight to defend the other's honor?

They're both pretty protective but unfortunately Jere is more likely the one to be harassed or treated rudely by a stranger so it's more common that Bojan would (fiercely) defend his angel. Bojan doesn't get angry easily but if someone is mean or hurtful to Jere he can become absolutely livid. Jere prefers to avoid conflict but he's not above using a right hook to protect his Slovene 💪

13: who's the bigger tease?

I couldn't really choose one in particular. Bojere have a really playful dynamic so the teasing is pretty equally divided haha

10: describe their first date

Something active. Maybe like a bowling date. It'd be just something lighthearted, something they'd do as friends. Except whoever scores a strike first gets a kiss 🤭 Hand feeding each other fries n whatnot 🥰 Then at the end Bojan would try to pay for everything but Jere distracts him and ends up paying ahead. Bojan is devastated until Jere tells him he did the math and Bojč can pay his half of the bill later. Equality 💪💪 Afterwards they walk to Jere's dorm together hand in hand ♡

7: would they build a pillow fort together just because?

100% They'll have sleepovers on the floor surrounded by pillows even though there's a perfectly fine bed waiting for them

3: do they wear the other's clothes?

Yes 🥰🥰 Jere likes to wear Bojan's hoodies and rings. Bojan also wears Jere's sweaters cuz they're oversized anyways and also his socks cuz Jere has a bunch of socks with fun patterns :3

[intertexts]

ROSSSSS ok. yhesterday u asked for like details and habits and skills nhw virion would have picked up from the greats and theyre still living in my head Rent Fucking Free so im gonna throw some stuff in ur inbox bc i want 2 talk abt them SO BAD

ok so strider definitely contributed to virion’s paranoia. thats just. yeah. he didn’t really Mean To it just kind of Happened. bro did not realize that saying “keep your eye out for anything or anyone when you’re out alone on the streets because if someone Can hurt you, they Will” would scare a kid into being Perpetually Anxious!!!! virion definitely looks over his shoulder like every ten seconds whenever he’s out, even if he’s not in costume, bc strider drilled that into his head. Always Be Cautious Always Be On Your Toes!!!! strider also taught him basic street fighting. showed him how to fight dirty!! virion does tend to carry around a few concealed weapons and he started doing that because of strider

meanwhile chungus (i love u chungus ur name is so fucking stupid) taught virion how to fight fair!!! i’m still working on chungus’s backstory and trigger event but i like to think he was a wrestler and/or boxer in school, so he taught virion the Rules of fighting, how to take down an opponent without really hurting them, how to take down people who are heavier and bigger than him, etc. it’s not knowledge that virion uses a lot but in fights with no weapons he still automatically goes into Proper Boxer Fighting Stance. also he has totally accidentally put someone in a headlock because of instincts when they’ve snuck up on him

greyson!! greyson taught virion how to hold all manners of weapons. daggers swords shields you name it!! not really because greyson thought it would be particularly useful, just mostly for fun bc no way this kid is ever going to need to use these!! he got a lot more little habits from greyson tho, like stuff he doesn’t really notice but it is from greyson. he taps his fingers on his arm when he’s impatient, picks at the skin around his nails, stuff like that. he also knows a lot about medieval weaponry bc greyson liked to infodump and virion Absorbed that knowledge. will sometimes find himself going on tangents about how catapults were used in the 1500’s if the topic somehow comes up but he will shut the fuck up once he realizes what he’s doing and gets reminded of greyson and suddenly feels Bad and Horrible at the reminder. yeagh

min did try to teach him stuff but there wasn’t much she knew that she thought would be super useful. she was learning math and physics in college before leviathan hit her hometown, but virion was never really one for academics!!! but he did try to listen to her on the rare occasions she talked about it. he picked up more little habits from her, like he chews on things like his hoodie strings or even his hair when he’s thinking really hard, she taught him how to braid hair and he’ll find himself copying how she braided his sometimes when he’s messing with ashe’s hair, and whenever he’s holding a pen he clicks it really fast like a million times before he even does anything with it. keep his ass out of school he cannot pick up a math or physics textbook without thinking about min and he will think about her the entire class

RAMMM ILY RAM..... he taught virion how to hold guns. any gun he could think of ram was like okay i gotta teach this kid how to shoot and handle this thing correctly and safely. btw i decided ram’s trigger event was him and some friends being stupid in college and playing drunken russian roulette. u can imagine!!! how well that went!!! i wanted to make his sudden innate Knowledge about guns be horribly ironic and also painful for him <3 so now he’s fucking Insistent that virion learn how to handle guns and how to Know when they’re loaded and to ALWAYS KNOW WHERE THE BULLET IS. VERY IMPORTANT. whenever virion’s handling a gun he Always makes sure he knows how many bullets he has left, where his ammo is, never leave the safety off when he puts it down, etc etc. Very Persistent with gun safety. ram has also drilled it into his head to never drink when holding weapons. actually very insistent that virion Never Drink Ever actually. also his southern mannerisms rubbed off on virion juussssst a little bit. virion calls wibby “darlin” once and william has a heart attack over it. virion doesn’t even realize he’s doing it!!! he says ain’t and y’all sometimes and doesn’t even notice until one of the other wards points it out and asks why and virion has an internal breakdown about it

ALPHONZ..... MY LOVE...... i think. for the first little bit after joining the greats, alphonz was in his breaker state A Lot and was not able to get out of it half the time. so in virion’s early life, he just has memories of this bright glowing angel-lookin guy in the room whenever he was around the greats. out of his breaker state tho!! alphonz tried to teach virion religion for a bit, but virion’s parents managed to convince alphonz to leave it alone because if virion wanted to go down that path someday he’d find it on his own, etc etc yk and alphonz eventually conceded. he did read bible stories to virion as bedtime stories though!! virion thought they were fun little fiction stories, and also alphonz’s voice was just nice to fall asleep to, so his parents didn’t mind. to this day virion can probably still recite like half the bible from memory. he doesn’t believe in god but maybe he’s got like. an old cross necklace that alphonz gave him once and he wears it under his shirt sometimes like in memory of alphonz. he chews on the pendant sometimes—thanks min for the chewing stim!!!—and the metal has small scratches and teeth marks. if the chain ever breaks or he loses the pendant he will lose his mind

ANYWAY. YEAH. THIS TOOK ME LIKE AN HOUR TO TYPE OUT IM SO SORRY FOR PUTTING A NOVEL IN YIOUR INBOX. THEY’RE JUST. LIVING IN MY HEAD RENT FREE RN. BRAIN IS SOUP. THINKING ABOUT NHW GREATS. U KNOW HOW IT IS

AUGH............................

[niittinaatti]

Stuff about my @loominggaia ocs and fanfic stuff from the Discord

Here’s some LG fanfic-related stuff that I’ve talked about on the Discord server, and figured should also post here to make it easy to find.

The drawing is based on this meme:

These three probably aren’t actually in a polycule or anything I just felt like drawing this. I think Yue and Awesomeness have fucked at least once tho

Random facts about Yue

Her little fang sticks out because it started growing before the baby tooth came off and ended up going over it and now she refuses to get it fixed because it looks cool. This is based on me except mine is on the other side

She’s around 7’2” tall, and real skinny and flat-chested

Her favorite kingdom is the Unseelie Court, and would probably move there if it wasn’t so far from her birthplace (she dies a lot)

Her favorite food is nettle pancakes

If she’s in Umory-Ond and sees a blue-eye mushroom she’s gonna eat it no matter what

Her favorite animals are snakes and cone snails

She’s bi

The magnet staff is made of cobalt, nickel, and magic crystal

Her earrings aren’t symmetrical, she only has the diamond thing on the left side

She can change herself to a part bat form similar to Lily in that one post.

She was married to an entomologist once, but he died. Let’s call him Beetles (his original name was Beetle but idk if that’s too silly, so let's say it's a nickname) He studied bugs while his wife studied bigger animals nearby. Also Yue was a lot taller than him. She hasn’t remarried since, but has dated a few people.

She doesn’t like sweet food

She thinks zombies are cool, but doesn’t do necromancy since it’s illegal in most places. Loves Zareenite zombie movies

She’s ambidextrous

Doesn’t cut her nails, just bites them when they get long

Doesn’t like new clothes and gets most of them at thrift stores. Also doesn’t like overly fancy clothes, or heels since she’s already so tall

Her house basically looks like it’s decorated for Halloween all the time, with spooky decorations. She doesn’t live there much tho

Yue doesn’t just use illusion magic to turn her eyes red because she thinks illusions are lame and prefers “real” magic like transmutation. And she doesn’t transmutate them because I imagine it’d be really hard to transmutate your own eyes, like doing eye surgery on yourself with a mirror, and given how she fucked up Dr. Awesomeness’ eyes she’s not gonna risk it, and buying contacts is cheaper than hiring somebody else to do it. Especially since she’d have to do it again every time she dies.

About Vanella

My original versions of Vanella and Pakila had white hair (in fact Vanella was named Vanilla) but I changed it to black since they’re dworfs to have it make more sense that they live in Zareen. But like I said, Vanella wants to get transmutated to an elf and move to Mogdir, and since I’m so nostalgic for her old look, I decided to just make that canon. I can’t find a better drawing to save my life but she’d look something like this (warning: crappy old drawing)

And for some reason at some point I gave her an edgy spider tattoo that totally ruins her color scheme. And I’ll sort of bring that back too: Yue is the one doing the transmutation, and gives her an edgy spider tattoo as a prank because she finds Vanella annoying.

I think after Yue has transmutated Vanella and she notices the spider tattoo, Yue goes “I guess, spider, on your arm” and since she can’t lie, lets Vanella come to the conclusion that an actual spider got on her arm and got accidentally fused into her. Yue makes a vague sound that could be interpreted as “yes” and kicks out Vanella once she fails to produce a good enough monster trading card to convince her to remove it.

But you gotta understand, earlier Vanella asked Yue if she can call her Yue, Yue said “mmh” and Vanella immediately started calling her Huey-Dewey-Louie, referred to Mr. Garnet as “my eggs-husband, I call him that because he’s such an egghead, Gargleblaster” when telling how she got Yue’s contact, and sang an entire verse of Heads, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes when describing what she wants to get transmuted. Can you blame Yue

It’s actually a pretty good transmutation though, Vanella can do magic and everything. I imagine about on the level of a gaian made magical as an adult. She can deal with one edgy spider tattoo. The first spell she learns is an illusion to cover it up. Also, she’s shorter than average elves (Yue is not very good at making people tall), but she’s totally fine with that as she’s still taller than she’s used to.

The Looming Games

This is sort of a crack idea me and @darkwingphoenix came up with. Basically, every 4 years, 24 divines fight to the (temporary) death in the wilderness Hunger Games-style in this game funded by the World Athenaeum, and it’s televised by Zareen and shown all over the world, or re-enacted by actors in Nymph Pact territories because that’s funny.

There’s some who regularly compete in it, like Devajaya, Okatogg and Hulushka, and some occasionally attend. But since they can’t always get enough willing divines, sometimes they have to kidnap a few random divines and force them to attend for people’s entertainment. They get magic gems implanted in their necks that track their status and location, prevent them from killing themselves before the games, and explode Suicide Squad-style if they bring any Divine Executioners in. It’s a bit fucked up but that’s on brand for this world.

Misc

Since Dr. Awesomeness was born in Zareen I figure she actually looks Asian-ish, kinda like the canon minervae Mercy. I think she has those narrower eyes under the goggles (if we ignore that one old drawing). In a humanized AU maybe Mercy could be her mom.

Mr. Garnet is allergic to bees. And I’m not sure if Garnet is his first or last name.

Vanella loves food made of bugs, which is one of the reasons she wants to move to Mogdir

I have a lot of other old OCs that I’m thinking of loominggaiaizing, and the ones I mentioned on Discord were Pakila’s probably only friend Maleena (the green-haired girl with one arm) and annoyingly friendly popular girl Sineriina (blue hair and dark skin) who Pakila hates for no reason. Warning more crappy old drawings

I think I’ll make Sineriina a mermaid Aquarian abduction survivor who somehow became really popular for it despite being in Zareen, hence the blue hair, and Maleena just a human who dyes her hair. Btw Sineriina has a twin sister named Akamia not shown here, I think she’s also a mermaid since she has blue hair too, but she’s less annoying so Pakila is more chill with her.

[im-not-buying-it-ether]

*revives again*

I'll be soon going to sleep, but anyways

Thank you btw! <3 I'll still be a bit hesitant as of now to write fics but i'll definitely will keep making ideas, boredom does that to ya'

Now i'm like, wanting to write a fic about cryptid Hal especially after reading a one shot with this topic, but i think i'll just write down ideas so i can talk about them with someone who is willing to listen! :3

I'm now like: Hal slowy turning into a cryptid without realizing it.. bird Hal...(I have the perfect bird for him, even though i would probably make my own little species for him), lots of hurt before comfort, it gets worse before it gets better, lots of whump.. nomnom😈

Body horror too since the wings would have to, literally and im not even joking, rip apart his back since he didn't originally have them.. painful back pains before the wings actually come out, gotta love some good old fashioned "it gets worse before it gets better"

Also him hiding out of either fear or denial, or fear of being judged by the League because God that man needs therapy!!

The deep seated fear of becoming inhuman bc of the rings is so scrumptious, MMMM

I’m reminded of that one nightmare JL:U episode where that GL was stuck in a nightmare where humanity became alien to him and he progressively got taken over by the ring until he couldn’t understand English and was scaring people away.

Specifically with Hal and this bird transformation imagine the slow creep into it tho.

His appetite gets weirdly fast and suddenly he’s catching up with Barry or Wally on their snack breaks to carb up, eating way too much until he feels like he’s going to be sick but then it passes and he’s hungry all the same, not knowing he’s fueling the fire of his body burning up calories to shift. His skin gets weird and prickly in places that’s mostly covered by his suit or loose clothing as a civilian, his fingers seem longer and thinner, his hands and palms too as they stretch out to an appropriate wing span but it just looks slightly unproprtional for the time being so he’s not worrying too much other than his skin. His lips thin and there’s a sharp pain at the front of his gums, like something is trying to force itself out and his teeth are feeling ill-fit in his own mouth.

He gets knee pains and during a fight with a heavy hitter, maybe Lobo, multiple bones are broken and they stick him in some sort of med pod to expedite the healing process but that does him in. His broken legs bend backwards and the change forces a talon from his heel as his feet cover in scales over flesh, his arms grow and fingers combine into those misshapen wings that take up so much space in the med pod he’s curled in on himself in comatose agony. His teeth rot and are replaced with the beak that had been forcing itself out until his lips stretch around the outline of it and are covered by the feathers just starting to take proper form.

When someone checks in the next day what’s inside isn’t Hal anymore, he can’t do little more than scream in harpy cries at the agony he wakes up to. He can’t walk, can hardly lift himself up with his hands gone and replaced with winged arms that hardly have the feathers needed to fly after his bones stretched and broke into this new misshapen body of his. His head pounds because his eyes have shifted from front facing to more on the sides of his head like a prey species, not entirely but enough that he can’t physically see the world the same anymore. When the pain subsides and he finds his voice it’s more shrill and improper because his mouth isn’t the same anymore and he has to learn how to speak again with this new speech impediment.

Arugh! Love this

He’d have to be physically bigger too, bc yes, and have to come to terms with the fact he’s got hollow bones now. After all the angst is done his biggest sad factor is that he can’t enjoy food the same anymore bc he can’t really eat much of it depending on what beak he grew in

[astarab1aze]

💙 for gabs and loux if you wanna uwu

muse relationship headcanon game

who curses more?

loux omg. does this need an explanation? lskdjfd they first met and he'd already said fuck 3 times and shit twice i'm pretty sure. the proof is in the scarbuncle puddin

who is more patient?

i feel...i feel like gabriella is. she's so sweet, right, until she's not but still. loux is patient in a lot of ways but he's also somewhat impulsive and extreme for no reason or because of impatience. :I it's gotta be gabs

who does the driving?

loux cannot drive. physically. like he understands how a car works, but cannot work one himself. do not let him get behind the wheel of a car. gabs'll live but nobody else will. if she even has a car. i juST-- fuck it, he'll pay somebody

who is louder? who is quieter?

i feel like context matters cos they're both monstrous in their own ways. she more eldritch and he more divinely animalistic. the noise comes from them killing things. otherwise i think, in a general sense, loux is loud and talkitive where gabs is more shy, quieter in that sense

who is more physically affectionate?

loux. no one will ever beat him in this, i'm convinced.

who is more likely to tease the other?

loux again. sexually, conversationally, like. :/ gotta feel for gabs on this one. she will know no peace

who is better with time management?

i feel like, since gabs holds down a regular job, h-her. there's something about that screams she can do it better than him, i'm just saying. but loux's still kind of always busy, doing his own fucky sort of work, and still making time to be a teasing, goofy 'can i getcho numbuh' ass guy with gabs ksjdfh

who wins the arm wrestling matches?

depends on if magic and tentacles are allowed or not, but my answer will probably always be loux if only because he's super competitive and i don't think gabs cares about this kjdfhs

who controls the music in the car ride?

i imagine they would take turns, if they had a car, but i don't think it really matters? to them. house music is different though. loux's got hyper-specific playlists for everythang

who covers dinner when they order in?

what? loux, and he won't take no for an answer so she's gotta deal. them's the breaks. never ask a lady out and then not pay for everything, in his mind

who is more outgoing? who is more shy?

loux's gotta take it again cos the man's a social butterfly. he's here to rizz and be obnoxious and flirt and make a girl feel good-- y'know, about herself

who has the more outlandish fashion sense?

loux. i'm saying loux right now. gabs is alternative in a sense, but loux be out here in wizard armor and robes okay

who starts the tickle fights? who ends them?

oh loux's gotta be the one who starts them and if he can get away with it, he will end them too. ahem. with kisses. u kno, he can be chaste and not a complete menace--

who has the darker/more “edgy” sense of humor?

loux again. homie's a 12 year old in a cod lobby

who is more competitive when it comes to games?

loux again. he's naturally competitive in general and i don't see gabs being down to play against him because of how competitive he is. he's at least a good sport most of the time though

who has the bigger appetite? the bigger sweet tooth?

do...well, gabs eats people in her eldritch form yes? that's one hell of an appetite. loux is a walking garbage disposal and has to eat even though he doesn't really enjoy the process much. he'll eat anything tho

who is more likely to get in a confrontation in public?

loux :I naturally aggressive, just calculating about it. and will fight anyone, without reason or mercy if he feels like it

who hosts the parties/hangouts? who organizes them?

i feel like they both would here, but loux especially since he's persistent

who is better at cooking? do they ever cook for each other?

i'll say they both can cook but loux is bonkers about it. if he's cooking, she's gonna just sit there and look pretty and that's that on that. he loves to cook, loves it, and holds it in such high regard he manifests a third personality as gordon ramsey. very extra. he'll eat whatever she makes, but when he's cooking, he's cooking

who is more likely to engage in dangerous and/or illegal behavior?

loux. entirely loux. i don't have to explain skjdfh

who is more likely to notice when something is wrong with the other?

this depends on context. loux's an idiot but he's incredibly observant and perceptive, whether he does anything about it is a different story. i feel like gabs would be more sensitive about it

who does the talking in public settings (i.e. to the waiter at a restaurant)?

loux sometimes, depending on where they go. but he's not one to trample over someone's autonomy except in certain situations and generally only regarding people he doesn't like

who is more likely to extend a helping hand & provide emotional support?

i feel like gabs? would be. loux will, but...hmm. i'm not sure it would necessarily be helpful or even a hand worth taking

who is the bigger prankster? do they get the last laugh or do they suffer for it?

loux and he better suffer for it

[calritchie21]

Wearing boldys oversize clothes and him (again) eating it up. Like yes there is the classic t shirt that goes down to the thighs scenario. But like picture this - it’s 8PM and you are both too lazy to actually cook dinner so you grab a pair of basketball shorts and a sweatshirt and you are DROWNING in those bad boys. The shorts drape right below the knee and the sleeves on the sweatshirt are way to big you gotta pull those baddies up your arm. Your hair is wet from the shower so you steal a baseball cap to cover your hair and you and him on on your way to the nearest Chinese food place trying not to let his pants fall down your legs. You’d be hobbling into the restaurant looking like a middle school boy but he’d be like yeah that’s my girlfriend

-💚

as soon as you walk out from the room, matt almost drooled because he thought you were the most sexiest thing ever in his clothes

you honestly didnt even care going to go get food because it was an in and out situation but matt did stay behind you because he was practically holding his shorts on you but he grabs a hair tie from his wrist and ties the pants to make them tighter and then you were all good.

he just has the biggest smile on his face when you wear his clothes even tho they are 2 times bigger then you