#i feel dumb specifying but please 😭

[demidevildonnie]

in the womb, let me out, im safe and im sound

[temiizpalace]

☆┊DRESS TO IMPRESS!

SUMMARY: playing dress to impress with him!

CHARACTERS: all dorms + others

GENRE: fluff

WARNINGS: none

NOTES: i feel so bad for having people with requests wait so long but im losing ideas and idk what to write 😭😭😭 please bear with me event requesters,,,,, ik i suck at this

reader gender is not mentioned, reader not specified to be yuu

VERY COMPETITIVE

if he catches you trolling it’s on sight. he takes this game very seriously, and refuses to get anything lower than 3rd. when you play together and ask to duo, he carries. you’ll see him with the most impressive and beautiful outfit you’ve ever seen and watch him lose his mind when he gets 5th. he spams poses, like in full concentration mode. also a very harsh critic. if he sees you off theme it’s an immediate 1 star, no exceptions. anytime he critiques your outfit you feel like an office worker with an overly harsh boss that demands better. he also probably has VIP. and beef with 10 year olds. (so think of when caseoh plays, but less yelling)

riddle, azul, jamil, vil, rollo

PLAYED IT AS A JOKE : IS NOW HOOKED

at first he thought it was just a dumb and silly dress up game for girls.. boy was he wrong. when he first played with you, he was expecting to hate this game to its core. he was a troller at first, purposefully making dumb outfits that don’t even match, barely adding anything to his outfit at all. suddenly, something in his mind flipped, and now he’s addicted. you’ll catch him sometimes playing his free time, teasing someone like him for playing a dress up game. not that you have room to talk. duos are fun, he likes being partners with you. he’s probably the kind of guy to vote everyone one star and then vote you five, but he expects five stars in return.

deuce, ruggie, epel, idia, skully j. graves

LOVES THE GAME

he’s played this before, he loves it! dressing up in cute outfits and watching other people dress up in cute outfits? why wouldn’t he play? and to play with you? that’s even better! wouldn’t be as competitive as the first category, but does take the game seriously. he doesn’t despise trolls, actually laughs at them sometimes. he does find it unfair they make the podium sometimes, but it’s really just a game. he loves duoing with you and wearing matching outfits, absolutely adorable! he either votes pretty fairly or votes everyone five stars depending on who they are. please play more with him, he loves this game!

cater, kalim, rook, ortho, lilia, neige

NOT THAT INTERESTED

what’s the appeal to it? it’s just playing dress up, nothing special. he’ll play once in awhile with you, but don’t expect it to be a regular thing. it’s just not his cup of tea. obviously since he doesn’t play often, his outfits are subpar. nothing podium worthy. votes pretty fairly, giving criticism and critique on other people’s outfits (though his aren’t that much better). he doesn’t mind being a duo with you, but you definitely carry. personally he thinks trollers are ruining the game and making it annoying for those who play religiously. overall, just a dress up game. would play but only if you play too.

trey, leona, jack, sebek, silver

THE TROLLER

is that one guy who has nothing on their character and walks onto the stage with no hair or makeup. skin tone is still at the default, colors on the clothes are unchanged, and it’s all on purpose too! would dress up in dumb outfits for a completely different theme and loves watching people argue about it in the chat. votes everybody one star because they’re just silly like that! absolutely cackles if he gets on the podium and loves watching the server get into fights about it. you don’t duo with him, you know better. loved playing with you, but it doesn’t seem the feeling is mutual.

ace, jade, floyd, che’nya

HOW TO POWER HANDHELD DEVICE

teach him how to use a phone first. doesn’t know how to log in to his account. when he joins the game, poor baby kept running into walls trying to put on shoes. outfits are usually incomplete or unchanged because he doesn’t know how to take off accessories or how to put them on. votes fair enough, but doesn’t ever make the podium. if you ask to duo, you’ll have to teach him cause he also doesn’t know about that either. basically just a big man baby who needs help using technology for the first time.

malleus

A/N: obsessed with this game lately (idia would know all the lana lore)

date published: 10/10/24

© temiizpalace — do not copy, steal, or put my work into ai. thank you!

[heizouz]

hi hi!! (i’m the same anon that requested your LOVELY thoma post 🤭)

ok i loved your childe post (and your scara post)… but imagine the two of them together………

imagine them both having their competitive sides come out as they wanna be so good and be your favourite, and they want all your attention…………… teehee

- (i might do some more requests in the future……. so i’m signing off as 🌱 anon)

nsfw sub!childe + sub!scaramouche + afab!reader, dumb puppy childe, good boy scara

i just want u to know u changed my life w this req bc the things i would do to have both of them at my feet …. anon ur a genius. this is probably a bit longer than what i usually write bc damn i had a lot to say… ++ you didn't specify gender so to make it easier for myself i had to settle with afab reader! im sorry if you would've preferred something else ☹️ also heed warning for faye's never ending saga of the reader calls childe puppy in everything she writes 😭

childe is loud when he wants your attention. he's all whiny tones, touchy hands, sly grins. scara is the opposite; glaring eyes, fidgety, body pressed closer than usual.

so you knew something was up when they were both clinging to you; childe's arms thrown around you, face buried in your neck with messy kisses and when you look over at scaramouche, his face is set hard, eyes piercing into childe's head whilst his fingers find yours to hold.

you'd rolled your eyes, pushing them away and telling them you'll get to them later and although childe had whined, they'd dragged themselves off, muttering and arguing at each other on their way out.

it wasn't long till they were back on you, though, their desperation oozing through their touches and presses of lips against your skin. it was almost as though they were fighting for your attention—scara climbing onto your lap when childe's kisses met your neck, childe grumbling when scara steals your attention with his tongue parting your lips. you could feel scaramouche's smirk against your mouth, and then childe's hands against your thighs and you knew the two of them were not going to stop till they were spent out and basking in your devoted attention.

that's how you ended up where you were now: childe's face stuffed between your parted legs, lapping and moaning against your drooling cunt, and scaramouche grinding against your hip, head buried in your neck as your fingers every so often tease his cock when they're not wrapped in childe's hair.

"god, you're—you're so messy." you breathe out, staring down at how childe seems to be needier than you are, bottom half of his face covered in your arousal. he meets your eyes—his pupils blown wide, pretty blue eyes practically glistening as you gently push your hips towards him more. childe just grins before he shuts his eyes, moaning obscenely against you.

your hips stutter at the vibrations, soft moans falling from your lips and at the noise, scara involuntarily presses his cock harder into your side. you chuckle lightly, slightly breathless and you turn your head to the boy. he refuses to look at you but you can see the way his dark eyebrows are furrowed, his fingers digging into his upper thigh to ground himself.

"do you want help, pretty boy?" you quietly ask, fingers brushing through his bangs. scaramouche nods, hesitantly, as if he was embarrassed at how desperate he was being.

you hum before your soft fingers grip scara's hair and tug his face from your neck. the boy gasps, eyes widening when he meets yours and you smile sweetly. "you need to say it if you really mean it, baby."

scaramouche pants quietly, eyes lidded as he stares at you, face void of any noticeable emotion but his eyes are gleaming with want.

"please." he whispers, almost as if he's out of breath and it's so pretty to hear him beg.

scaramouche's needy sounds attracts a once focused childe and he cracks his eyes open, latching onto the sight of scara fucking into your fist as your free hand runs over his arms and chest. his own chest flares with want, and an involuntary loud whine rips from his throat, pulling off from your heat to furrow his brows at you.

you oblige almost immediately, letting go of his hair to let him hide his face again as much as you'd love to see his pretty expressions. your hand falls between your bodies, slim fingers wrapping around his leaking cock. his moans are muffled against your shoulder, but the needed friction against his cock increases the volume and they're so loud and clear in your ear.

the noise grabs your attention and you can't help but curse at the state of him so stupidly in need of your constant attentiveness.

"you're so dumb," you groan, hand fisting tight into childe's orange hair, pulling his head back so his needy glassy eyes stare back at you, "my dumb pup."

childe moans at the pet name, eyes still fixed on you, fingers digging into your thighs. he's being patient, waiting for you to let him indulge in you now he's got you to notice him, so eager to please but you just keep him there for a second—fingers tight in his hair, his bright blue eyes lidded and needy, your arousal dripping from his pretty parted lips. he's such a beautiful sight.

"he does look dumb." scara announces when he lifts his head from your neck, tone monotonous but you can hear the breathlessness of awe dripping from his voice. childe whimpers, gaze flickering to scaramouche, to how he cants his hips slowly into your hand and childe's eyebrows cinch, his own hips pushing into the bed desperately at all the attention.

you can tell he's losing—his head emptying and wanting nothing but to please and to be pleased. you card your fingers softly through his hair (he leans into the touch, head dropping into your palm like a needy dog) and pout, which turns into a slight grin as he just seems to be so at ease under your touch. "keep going, pretty thing."

childe obliges in delight, eyes flickering up to watch your expression when he kisses over your clit—you push your fingers through his bangs, moving them to glance lovingly down at the boy as he takes orders from you so well.

it's so much, trying to split your attention on to the both of them, as one whines louder than the other once your gaze drops to someone else. but you adore it; adore the way they both seem to need you so bad, how they can only focus on you.

scara is whimpering, whining into the pillow, face buried between your arm and the cushion. he can't face you, but he reaches out to wrap his fingers around your forearm to ground himself as he pushes his cock in and out of your fist. you know he's close because his grip is almost cutting off the blood circulation in your arm. you help him; fist tightening around his cock, flicking your wrist along the length of it, pressing your lips close to his ear to whisper, "let go for me, baby."

and he does at your command. scaramouche moans, loud and pretty, nails digging into the skin of your arm when he finishes into your fist. he bucks his hips, tears building up behind his tightly closed eyes, face pressed into the white pillow beneath him. he sounds so pretty, low and whiny, slightly muffled and gasping as his movement slow.

you refuse to let up though, stroking him through his high and scara whimpers as his sensitive tip hits your palm. "c-can't-" scara mumbles, shaking his head and he lifts it slightly to blink up at you to show his teary eyes.

"no, you can do one more. you wanted this, didn't you babyboy?" you muse, tilting your head to keep eye contact with him when the boy tries to look away. scaramouche doesn't answer—eyebrows scrunched, embarrassed at the pet name—but quiet pants fall from his lips, a whimper bleeding into the gasps when you squeeze his sensitive cock.

"you just wanted my attention, right? well, now i'm giving you it, so just one more for me, hm?"

scara sighs and shoves his face back into your forearm, hesitantly nodding because you're right.

"that's a good boy."

childe's eyes narrow, glaring daggers at scaramouche's writhing body and the praises falling from your lips, chest swirling with both want and annoyance at the attention scara is getting. you're still moaning, pretty and quiet, your eyes still flickering to childe taking care of your cunt but it's not enough. he flares, wrapping his arms further around your thighs to trap them with a short growl; running his tongue along your dripping slit before dropping lower and teasing your hole.

"fuck! god that's—good boy, puppy." the motion gets you to notice him immediately. your back arches, head tipping back and free hand going to grab childe's hair and the boy almost grins against your pussy, nails digging into the skin of your thighs when he does it again.

"shit—you're—" you cut yourself off when your eyes slightly roll back, moans dropping from your lips at how childe practically devours your cunt. he hums knowingly, cockily, slick noises filling the room as he laps at you, letting you slightly push yourself closer to his face as your grip on his hair keeps him in place.

your other hand halts for a second around scaramouche's cock, arms feeling slightly weak and it forces the boy to seek his own pleasure. scara whimpers, pushing his hips hard against your hand, parted lips panting hotly against your neck until your hand disappears completely and he almost bursts into tears.

"n-no! please-" scara bucks into the air, trying to force your hand back down but you hush him. "patience, baby." your voice is breathless, eyes still glued to childe who doesn't let up against your heat. scara whines lightly but he's obedient, humping against your side when you let him.

you're so close, body hot and shaky but when you feel your stomach coiling, you rip childe off your glistening cunt despite how much you wanted to ride his pretty face. the boy pulls away with a gasp, big eyes blinking so pretty and perfect.

"c'mere, pup." you gasp, dark eyes fixing on childe's glittering blue ones. your index finger catches under childe's chin, motioning him up to your face and he obliges instantly. he crawls above you, trapping your frame under his, leaning down to crash his lips against yours. your hand reaches for his jaw, holding him, guiding him to show you're still in charge despite how he's on top.

"you gonna fuck me, hm? gonna make me cum all over your cock?" you whisper against his lips, your tone teasing, and he drops his head when you let go of his face.

"hah—please." childe pants into your neck, head nodding dumbly, gliding his cock over your stomach. you can feel scaramouche twitch at your words, pressing his cock against your side with a quiet whimper. they're both grinding against you, no longer fighting for your attention, just desperate for you to help them cum.

your hand finds scara's dripping cock again, ripping a choked cry from the boy, tugging at him at a relentless pace that knocks whimper after whimper out of him. your other hand reaches for childe's hair to make him look at you, "be a good boy and fuck me then."

[pinkrifle]

If you're still taking requests, could I please get headcanons for the main 4 boys, Butters, and Wendy reacting to finding out reader is aro/ace? If that's too many characters then just Kenny, Butters, and Wendy would be fine.

— Kenny, Butters and Wendy finding out reader is AroAce! —

cws/tw’s: sex jokes/questions made by kenny

a/n: heyyy! thank you for the option of just the 3, i was kind of having trouble with writing cartman and kyle 😭 <3 i hope u enjoy this!! i loterally love writing for tyese 3 ty for requesting them ☹️☹️🫶🫶🫶

misc. notes: characters can be interpreted as any age, this is not supposed to be a sexual post at all!! gender is not specified, post will be platonic since not specified ^^ :3

— Kenny !!

doesn’t really care what you identify as as long as your not cartman (/j) but he’s still kinda clueless on what aro/ace is.

when you explain it to him he specifically listens to the asexual part of it, surprised when he finds out it means you have no sexual drive.

“YOU CANT HAVE SEX?? ☹️” “i mean your kind of on the right track?.. i just, dont want to”

definitely does not get it at all since he’s a big F-boy, but respects your nonchalant life. at least you won’t have to put up with annoying wives or nagging husbands forever.

gets more low-key with the dirty jokes, acts like it’s a deathly offense to you and says sorry when he says something dirty (or just whispers it to his friends), even if you don’t mind it he’s still cautious.

doesn’t know if he should talk about relationships that much with you, but you really don’t care since it doesn’t, and won’t involve you.

when someone flirts with you he sweeps in infront of you and acts all super man 😭 “VERY FINE CHOICE OF ATTRACTION BUT THEY ARE OFF LIMITS FOREVER 🙅‍♂️😙” it makes u giggle a little, then you tell the person your super not interested and kenny’s happy and pats himself on the back for his “hard work”

if you make a dirty joke around him he’ll laugh 100x more than before you came out to him, it’s just funny watching you make those jokes when he 100% knows you mean none of it (unlike him)

a little dumb on the subject but he’s got the spirit, hates when people flirt with you as much as you do!!! if your shy and get hit on he’ll drag you away and blow a muffled raspberry to the person

ACTS LIKE MYSTERION WHEN SOMEONE FLIRTS WITH YOU OR TRIES TO GET WITH U 😭 and if he is mysterion and he see’s someone doing that he’ll stand next to you and put his hands on his hips, motioning for the person to go away (even if you can perfectly do it by yourself)

kind of just goes on with his life after you tell him, he doesn’t really care but he does think your neat!! even tho he’s prone to crushing on everyone he probably loses his (romantic) love for you after a while.

— Butters !!

gets the hang of it super fast and is kind of protective of you when hanging around clyde and stuff, is okay with you “not being able to like someone”

kind of gets it mixed up with you not wanting to date FOREVER instead of just feeling very slow/little attraction, but the more you remind him he more he tries to screw it in his head.

he doesn’t focus much on sex and stuff like kenny does, so the asexual part is mostly just extra info from you. but he is a little bit of a lover boy (to other girls/boys) so he does get confused on that little to no romantic attraction part, (he’s still respectful <3 MY BELOVED)

if someone flirts with you he’s all like “woah fella !! they are off limits today!! move along please!!” and hates when people do dirty pick up lines on you, he just tugs on your sleeve and makes an angry face at the person

sympathizes with you more than anyone else, but he still has no idea what it is. he’s just happy his friend wanted to share a piece of sacred information with them, and just because of that he feels much better revealing his marjorine side to u. (are u lgb cuz ur gun pink… /ref)

accidentally outs you to a few people, thinking it’s a good thing but it kinda makes you upset since you don’t want it to be shared with EVERYONE. definitely apologizes 100000 times <\3 butters just wants to give the world to his bestie, but sometimes he does weigh you down

looks it up on his computer every once in a while, just to learn more about it. googles how to make a lgbt friend feel comfortable and he does some of the steps pretty wonky 😭

asks you about your identity a lot, like when you figured it out and what are the pro’s and con’s? this man is such a talker, he loves his friends and would do anything to make them feel okay (even tho nobody does it to him ☹️)

when his parent’s think you guys are dating he almost explains it to them without asking, but he encourages you to tell them you have no attraction to anyone at all. and if your uncomfortable saying it then he does it for you!!

educates himself on more things in the lgbtq community rather than aroace, it kind of bores him but anything to keep his little brain going!!

tries to not talk about it when your upset, or jus not to much in general since he doesn’t wanna look like he’s just getting gay bff points. he doesn’t care about your sexuality!! he just wants to have someone to play hello kitty adventure with, and being aroace doesn’t stop you from doing much 🫶

— Wendy !!

UNDERSTNDS IT SM since she is super educated on a lot of things and is an expert at comforting her friends, she has no problems figuring out what it means and trying to help you in the best ways possible.

doesn’t know if she should talk about her relationship with stan/bebe (depending on if u like either ship LAWL) and isn’t afraid to ask if your comfy with her talking about her struggles and non struggles.

if your comfortable with it then she’ll talk about it but tries to not be so bold about it, just small problems and if you give her advice on how to deal with them she’s forever grateful.

if your uncomfortable with it she reassures you it’s no problem and she’ll try her best to sympathize with you and your identity as much as she can.

if someone flirts with you she politely tells them your off limits, and if they keep doing it she goes mama bear mode and tells them to stop. she won’t hesitate to kick someone’s ass to make you comfy!!

never dares to even think about outing you, makes sure your comfortable and feel welcome whenever your coming out to more people with her. doesn’t push you to do anything regarding coming out!!!!

she feels like she doesn’t know more about it and always takes time out of her day to research more on the topic, what’s offensive and what’s not so she won’t fuck up and make you upset one day.

makes sure all her friends know not to flirt with you, trying her best not to out you. let’s you come out to her friends yourself and always corrects someone if they try to make a move on you.

always takes care of people if their making you upset, nobody fucks with her besties >:(

supports u during pride month and buys you all this pride stuff, she’s the typa girl to see something rainbow and text it/ show it to you saying “it’s rainbow i thought of you :)”

buys you all pride flags you want, if you have homophobic parents that don’t like the fact your being accepted for your identity she offers to keep the pride stuff at her house and jus gives it to you when you want it.

THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE !!! I HAD LIKE LITTLE TO NO TROUBLE FOR THESE 3 <3 sorry this was like 8 hours late omfg ☹️ i try to get everything done within one day ^^

[derangedanomaly]

Welcome to incorrect quotes with our fav squad (kris, ace, blade, lilian)

Blade: Fuck capitalism. It's a rigged system that keeps us poor and it isn't fair. You shouldn't need to work three jobs to afford basic necessities. Blade, playing Monopoly: Sorry, if you wanted to win you should have tried not being poor.

~

Blade: Hey! Wanna hear a joke?

Ace: Sure.

Blade: Your life!

Ace: Actually, my life isn’t a joke, jokes have meaning.

Blade: Ace no.

~

Lilian, lying on the floor, depressed: I'll never be a cop. I'm gonna have to be a robber.

~

Blade: Lol. Heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you’ll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this.

Lilian: What did you do Blade?

Blade: a Mistake.

~

Blade: HELP! I TOLD LILIAN I'D COOK DINNER TONIGHT BUT I CAN'T COOK!

Ace, pouring milk directly into the cereal bag: And you thought I would help?

~

Ace: While I'm gone, you're in charge Blade.

Blade: Yes!

Ace, whispering to Kris: You're secretly in charge, but I don't want them to feel bad.

Kris: Obviously.

~

Blade: Advice of the day kids, if you ever meet someone who calls Gatorade flavors the actual name of the flavor instead of just the color then they are a certified nerd.

Ace: Yeah but you have to specify, frost glacier or cool blue? You can’t just say blue because there’s more than one blue.

Blade: Blue and light blue, nice try nerd.

~

Blade: I know this isn’t going to end well and I don’t care. So don’t you try and stop me, Lilian!

Lilian: I wasn’t stopping you. I was asking if you had a spare camera so I can record this.

~

Lilian: You are an absolute fucking dork.

Blade, singing: Yeah, but I'm your dork!

Lilian: *sighs* Yeah, you're my dork.

~

I'm gonna do this more often it's so fun

Blep:p

LMAO- I DECIDED TO DO SOME WITH LILIAN AND BLADE

—

Blade: Talk dirty to me, baby~

Lilian: The dishes.

Blade: Wh-

Lilian: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.

—

Blade: So you like cats?

Lilian: Yeah.

Blade: *tries to impress them by slowly pushing a glass off the table*

—

Lilian: You have to apologize to them Blade.

Blade: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!

(it wouldn't make him a better person 😔)

—

Lilian: Are you ready to commit?

Blade: Like, a crime or a relationship?

—

Blade: I want to kiss you.

Lilian, not paying attention: What?

Blade: I said if you die, I wont miss you.

(he's lying his ass off btw 😭🙏🏻)

—

Lilian: Ugh, crushes are so dumb.

Blade: I know. Whenever I’m near the person I like I just start acting stupid.

Lilian: But you’re always acting stupid?

Blade: ...

Blade: Yeah, don’t think about that too hard.

[koalaray]

Ok me again

Can we have headcanons about Leonard or Danny dating the turtle's sister (bonus getting raph's reaction about this )

Also sorry for request last time without checking if requests were open or not, I'm dumb, hope you can do it take your time 😊❤️💞 love you 💗

How dare you call yourself dumb! You are a wonderful person. I never specified any info about requests before so you didn’t know. So don’t you worry yourself about it sweetie.

💙💕I love you sweetheart💕💙

Now, thank you so much for this request. I hope you enjoy! 🫶

Note: I decided to do both Leonard and Danny, as well as Raph’s reaction. I got a bit carried away with Leonard because he’s my favorite lol

Loathsome Leonard

Power couple!

Lots of mutual teasing

You prank Danny and Mickey together

Leonard is surprisingly affectionate

Doesn’t mind pda

Lots of hand holding and rough kisses

He’s not afraid to make out with you in front of the guys either

Danny and Mickey hate it

Leonard also loves when you sit in his lap

Whether it be while you’re making out or just cuddling

When you’re alone, Leonard is more gentle

He just doesn’t want anyone to see his soft side

He gives lots of cuddles

Soft kisses

He whispers sweet nothings in your ear

When sleeping together, he’s big spoon

Always big spoon

He leaves soft kisses on your neck as he falls asleep

He prefers making sure you fall asleep first

He wants to know that you’re comfortable

Leonard hates mornings

He wants to stay in bed with you for hours and just cuddle

Won’t let you get out of bed until he wants to get up

He whines if you manage to get out of his arms

“Noooooo, come back baby…”🥺

“I need more cuddles😭!”

He is such a drama queen

“Please! I’ll die if you don’t come back to bed!”

“Leonard, I have to pee!”

“Oh.”

Leonard is great at breakfast

The only things he can cook are pancakes, waffles, and bacon

The perfect breakfast treats

Being in a relationship with Leonard is wonderful

11/10 would recommend

Dastardly Danny

Also a power couple!

Honestly, how can you date any of the Mud Dogs without being a power couple?

Anyways

Dating Danny involves judging everyone around you

Mainly just to see the reactions

Not a huge fan of pda

He will occasionally link his pinky with yours when you’re in public

In private however…

Lots and lots of kisses

Lots and lots of cuddles

He tells you how much he loves you over and over and over again

He is also big spoon

Always

Danny will let you wear his hat sometimes

He thinks you look adorable in it

On occasion, he’ll even allow you to wear his coat for a bit

A relationship with Danny is pretty great

Also 11/10

Bonus: Raph’s Reaction

He’s not happy

You’re dating a criminal?

Seriously?

It doesn’t help that (Leonard/Danny) rub it in his face

“Yeah, I’m dating your sister. How does that make you feel big red?”

Leonard will flirt with you and kiss you in front of Raph just to get on his nerves

Danny will just tell you how much he loves you over and over

It took Raph a long time to accept your relationship with (Leonard/Danny)

Even when he did accept it though, the teasing didn’t stop

He just had to get used to it

[osachiyo]

Hi chichi!!<3 :3 am back (giggles evily)

Miau

https://pin.it/53170PX

https://pin.it/7KvpZ10

https://pin.it/4pKQXel <— rhis art is rlly good o:

https://pin.it/4XlOh9Q

Bonus: (my friend made this drawjnf and i lost my breath) (its below rhis sentenve thingy)

https://pin.it/5O3pTIa LITERALLY WHAT THATS SO AMAIZNF 💔💔

Anyways… today begins my week from break of school!! :D but probably after school i have french exam….. i cant speak french well :’).. anyways nothing rlly happened today other then me napping so!!! How did ur day go? Im curious :D!! I hope it went well!<3

Also to that one anon; the readers skintone is never specified and the readers appearence is left to your mind, not the authors. It is NOT considered racist at ALL since some authors are scared of writing black readers due to maybe getting the character wrong wnd might write something wrong to the point it would lead them being called racist. It also not a red flag; red flags are toxic people and not people who dont write for black characters/dont know how too. I dont mean this in a offensive way but please dont just randomly calling people who dont write black people a red flag or racist. It wont prove anything or help at all.

Anyways im sorry you got that type of msg in ur inbox chichi!!! :( that was uncalled for!

I hope you have a great day!<3

-💞 anon

nonnie!! always such a nice surprise to see you, my dear <3

the first pin of chuuya looks so majestic pls :( and both of the fyodor ones are so good ! I love the last one− he's so hot 😤😤

PLS your friend can paint so good??? wtf ! I love the colors they used, really makes the painting pop !

if it makes you feel better... I can't speak french at all so 😭😭 good luck on your exam though !!

my day went alright ! I honestly was kept kinda entertained by those anons who kept complaining about dumb shit lmfao

it's okay, nonnie! tysm for your message to that person− they really need to learn from you 😤😤

I love you and I also hope that you have a wonderful day !

[vitos-ordination-song]

So much progressive-leaning media today falls into the trap of pandering, dumbing things down, and just regurgitating the target audience’s pre-established beliefs. The story beats feel like they’re lifted from a Twitter thread. Like “this movie is about Generational Trauma,” “this character arc embodies the struggles and triumphs of queer experience,” etc., but the stories themselves don’t have any spark to them. It reminds me of how in scientific research, you’re not supposed to start with a conclusion, but follow the evidence wherever it goes. I think it’s bad for art to start with the conclusion, without doing the work to get there, and doubly gross when that conclusion is just trying to score points for popularity.

Octavia Butler was very resistant to that kind of thing. I’m reminded of an interview where she gave a nuanced description of what she was trying to accomplish with her black female characters. To paraphrase, she said something like, they’re strong because I’m naturally shy, so I wanted to write my way into being more confident. But she specified, they don’t go around SAYING “I’m a strong black woman.” They just act as if they have no limitations, which helped her to be that way herself. I think a lot of media now is way too referential, too determined to be A Part of the Conversation, to have that restraint.

Inu-Oh is interesting because it does purposefully cater itself to the public, but not at all in a way that I find grating. I think it’s because it’s a work of the people—the common people, brought together by shared passion for lost stories. About stars who play for the adoring masses instead of the emperors and warlords. When they play for the powerful, they do so to reveal the truths the powerful have suppressed. It’s also an amazingly artistic film, very fresh and unique—its appeal is undeniable, one can’t fault a work for being a crowd pleaser when it pleases through true excellence. Lastly and most importantly, it’s heartfelt.

Too often, I’ve been on this website and seen someone say that this anime is politically subversive, or that show is diverse, but when I watch the thing in question, it feels unbearably fake. You can just feel the corporate boardroom meeting where the decision to lazily make a character a minority was made to try to whip up positive buzz, or even a backlash as a marketing tactic. Sometimes it’s less like the creators were totally cynical and more like they just didn’t know how to tell an interesting story or incorporate subversive elements/diverse characters into their world. But either way, I’m bored with it, tired of this kind of media in general.

But Inu-Oh is actually everything progressive people are looking for in media. I mean, it actually is a queer, politically subversive story about two disabled/marginalized people who love each other 😭 Soooo much care was put into making it feel authentic, not cliche/forced, there are real stakes, there is a real moral compass, artistic integrity, and a wonderful story which is taken to legendary proportions. All the characters, especially Tomoari and Inu-Oh, are crafted with loving attention. You really do not see something like that every day.

[haleigh-sloth]

Okay, anon

Please

I didn’t know you were talking about this

I thought you meant like a death in HIS family and it felt so random to me 💀 like how did we come to that conclusion

I feel dumb, but also

I know nothing about American comics or superheroes, Batman, anything of that sort. Nothing. Please for future reference specify so I know what you’re talking about 😭

the new cover looks like it was inspired by a death in the family maybe hk went with that inspo instead of being accurate to what happens

I mean I guess but I personally wasn’t guessing that deep

It pretty much looks like a simplified version of the draft from volume 30

It’s a really weird choice imo but I get it.

BkDk covers will always sell, this is a pretty plain cover with not much going on, he’s been sick lately so there’s that, and already having a draft at the ready.

It’s weird to me because it’s making something very dramatic out of something that doesn’t even really reflect in the chapters. Izuku sees what’s going on and freaks out for like, one second. And then stops. There’s barely any attention put on Bakugo from him, we didn’t get the rage Deku lots of people wanted. Maybe this was his way of giving that to people without having to waste story time on it. Which if that’s the case then I’m grateful because I’d rather waste a cover than chapters on this bkdk drama that has become hard for me to care about at this point.

Tbh I’m just glad that if this cover was gonna happen, it happened over a span of chapters where there weren’t a lot of other great options.

So, silver lining! We weren’t robbed of a great cover or anything. I’ll hold out for AFO in a later volume when he does more than what he’s doing now—-which is mostly nothing.

[smalls-words]

The Demon’s Treasure - Chapter Three

Chapter Summary: DATE NIGHT!!!!

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Mafia!Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff 

Warnings: Date night stuff (getting ready quickly, etc), creeps in the club, Wanda’s insecure about her body, Reader doesn’t care (because Wanda is the most amazing and beautiful person in the whole wide world). 

Words: 4,497

A/N - I am sooooooo sorry that my dumb ass completely forgot to upload this chapter!! I had so much fun writing it and then I got side-tracked and you probably don’t wanna listen to my rant so GO READ 😁 Also, I tried to make the text message nice and on the right for my phone, so if you’re on a computer or a bigger/smaller phone than mine, it might look a bit weird 😢😭😭😭

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Wanda was discharged in the morning, walking around with a happy smile on her face until she couldn’t find you. She checked with Jake and Shaun, who were still guarding her room, and they said that you had gone out. You hadn’t specified when and you hadn’t specified where, but The Queen knew where you were so there was no need to worry. 

Of course, that’s all she did. 

She paced around her room when she got back to the compound, nervously chewing on her nail as she walked the length of her bed. Where were you? Why did you up and leave so quickly? She didn’t even have your number, but with yours locked in her phone, she hoped that you would send her a message. 

Days passed, she went back to the compound and still no text. What was keeping you from texting her? It really wasn’t that hard, even if you were doing some John Wicky stuff, which she didn’t really want to think about. A text was a text.

But she didn’t expect her phone to ring. 

“Hello?” She picked it up, hearing heavy breathing from the other side.

“Who is this?”

“Tesora?” 

Her face drained of colour. “Y/N?”

“Where are you?” 

“A-At the compound. Where are you?” 

She heard heavy grunts come through the phone before your voice came back. “As long as you’re safe, that’s all that matters.” 

“Y/N, where are you? Please tell me.” She whimpered.

“I’m in Italy, tesora. You cannot come here.” You replied.

“Why haven’t you texted or called? I put my number in your phone for a reason!” She scolded as she sat down on the edge of her bed.

You chuckled softly. “I know, bambina. I’m sorry, but the family has needed me to tie up some loose ends. I promised myself that I would keep you as far away from this as possible, for as long as possible.” 

Wanda shuddered at the sound of a gunshot in the background. “Don’t die, please.”

“I never plan on it.” You answered before hanging up.

Wanda’s phone dropped onto her sheets before she called a hoodie to her hands, feeling colder than ever without your warmth. She pulled on some fluffy socks as she made her way to the kitchen of the compound, seeing Yelena and Kate both looking at the heiress’ phone. 

“What are you doing?” She asked cautiously, watching as their faces dropped.

“Uh… just… tracking Y/N’s phone.” Yelena blurted out before running away from her reaching girlfriend. 

“Hey! Yelena Belova, you get your ass back here!” Kate growled.

“No way!” Her voice echoed from the hall and Kate sighed, turning to Wanda.

“My tracking app is used by her family. There’s nowhere on earth that she can hide if she has her phone.” 

Wanda nodded and stepped closer. “Can I see?” 

Kate nodded and showed her screen, the beeping tracker labelling your GPS in Venice, Italy. 

Wanda exhaled slowly and moved to the kitchen where she began to make herself a snack. No matter how hard she tried, her hands were shaking the entire time, memories and fears creeping into the back of her mind. 

“She’s on the move.” Kate muttered, with Wanda’s head jolting up to see the noirette and her girlfriend sitting together.

“She’s on a plane?” Yelena asked and Kate nodded.

Wanda put together her small bowl of yoghurt and berries before she began to trek back to her room, only to hear her phone vibrating on the end of her bed. A wisp brought it to her and she answered it, closing her door behind her.

“Y/N?” 

“Hi, bambina.” You cooed through the line, making a chill fall down Wanda’s spine. 

 “Are… Are you okay?” She stammered, sitting down.

“Would you like the truth or would you like your anxiety eased?” 

“The truth, always.” She answered quickly.

“I have one gunshot wound to the shoulder and a few slashes across my arm. But my mother is here patching me up.” 

“Hi, Wanda.” 

“H-Hi, Mrs Zatara.” She stuttered through.

“Please, dear, you are a part of this family now. Just call me Zatanna.” 

“Okay.” Wanda murmured, longing to hear your voice.

Maybe you heard her prayers, she would never know for sure, but your voice came back to her. “I’m alright, tesora. I’ll come see you in… 45 minutes. Unless you have something planned-” 

“No! No, no, I have nothing planned.” She quickly interrupted you, hearing your soothing chuckle on the other side.

“Well then, would you like to go on the date I have finished planning?” You offered, waiting patiently. 

“Really? Tonight?” 

“I can think of no better time than the present.”

Wanda’s bottom lip got caught in her teeth and she hummed an affirming response, making you chuckle once more. “I’ll see you tonight then, bambina. And wear anything you’d like.” 

The call ended and Wanda immediately saved your number, putting in a few star emojis before adding one devil emoji on the end. She looked at the time in the top corner and her eyes bulged - she only had 44 minutes left. 

“FRIDAY, can you get the girls up here please?!” She fretted, waiting until they came to her door in a rush.

“Who’s in here?!”

“I have a bottle of sriracha and I’m not afraid to use it!” 

Yelena and Kate made Wanda jump before she sighed, throwing the sauce bottle to the side with her magic. “I have a date tonight and I need help getting ready!”

“How long do you have?” 

“FRIDAY, time?” 

“42 minutes and 48 seconds.” The AI responded. 

Yelena and Kate looked at each other before they smirked, a whoosh sound coming from the blonde’s phone. They looked up at the distressed Wanda and helped her calm down, a shadow forming at the door.

“My services were needed?” Natasha smirked, holding up a bag.

“Oh yeah. And you’re on the clock, sis - 40 minutes and counting.” Yelena high-fived her before the trio of helpers kicked into gear. 

——————————🜃🜂🜁🜄 —————————

You fussed against your mother’s touch as her hands glowed, healing your gunshot wound slowly. “Mama, I don’t need this, I’m fine!”

“Y/N, sit still or I’ll make you sit still.” She scolded, pressing her palm to your shoulder before she muttered the final words of the spell. 

She pulled it away and watched your skin stitch back together, sighing in relief as your blood seeped back into your vessels and closed. Your suit was ruined, sure, but you wouldn’t have a torn tendon or ligament which would be a much longer spell. 

“Where’s Dad?” You asked, looking down the private jet to see him also being stitched up.

“At least I know where I got my altruism from.” You snickered, watching your mother roll her eyes.

“Now get some food in you so the spell can solidify.” She kissed your temple.

You watched as your parents shared a kiss before Zatanna held his hand like she was arm-wrestling him, which you knew to be a transfer of power between them. Your father sighed in relief and his wounds slowly closed, making you mother smile.

“Always such a hero.” She murmured, staring at him lovingly.

“You know me, Zee - gotta look out for my girls.” He looked up at you and you shared a wink. 

“Speaking of, you gonna go on that date with her?”

“Tonight.” You grinned, watching him smirk.

“That’s my girl. You need us to drop you off?” 

You shrugged. “Wouldn’t mind it, but I have a Plan B if you can’t.” 

“Nonsense.” Zatanna scoffed lightly. 

“Jacob, set us down outside of the Avengers compound, please.” 

You thanked the pilot as he changed courses, and you pulled out your phone to start a new message chain.

Wanda🌹💓

        -Gonna be a bit early,

but take your time x-

Her phone immediately began to ring and you took it immediately. “Yes, tesora?”

“Oh, don’t you ‘tesora’ me, idiot. You’re coming early and you already gave her a tiny amount of time!” Kate yelled through. 

“Don’t answer my date’s phone if you don’t want to be called that.” You grumbled.

“You can come inside and wait for her to be done getting beautified.” 

“But she’s already beautiful. She doesn’t need makeup or anything. I just want to spend some time with her.” 

You heard a chorus of aw’s and you closed your eyes, annoyed. “I was on speaker, wasn’t I?”

“Did I forget to say that? I'm pretty sure I said it…” 

“Kate… give the phone to the owner of it.” You growled playfully, waiting patiently for that sweet Sokovian voice.

“Hi.” 

You smiled widely and flipped off your father as he teased you silently. “Hi, amate (darling). Would you like for me to wait a minute or would you rather get going?”

“Hm… can you wait a bit?” 

“I can wait for aeons if you ask me to.” You replied softly, almost feeling her intense blush through the phone.

“I’ll be ten minutes max.” 

“We will take however long we need!” Kate yelled in the background. 

“Take all the time you want, amore (love). I’ll see you soon.” You assured her.

“Bye.” She giggled, hanging up.

You pocketed your phone and went to the back of the jet, getting changed as Jacob landed the plane. 

——————————🜃🜂🜁🜄 —————————

Wanda looked in the mirror at the stunning work the girls had done in their short time frame, with sleek eyeliner painted over the dark red eyeshadow and mascara accentuating her already-bold eyelashes. Her eyes seemed brighter than she’d ever seen before, whilst a little bit of blush tainted her cheeks. 

“Damn, Nat.” She gasped.

“I still got it.” The Widow low-fived the witch before she stood in front of her friends.

“So? Do I look good?” 

The trio rolled their eyes - the jeans, the formal black blazer and the white shirt underneath looked beautiful on her, not to mention the neat black boots.

“Wanda, do we really have to answer that?” Kate huffed.

“You look amazing! Now go and bag that hot, single mobster.” Natasha smirked. 

The quartet walked down to where you were conversing with the boys, telling them of your mission in Italy before a cough came from Kate. Wanda was hidden behind the trio at the top of the stairs, and you raised an eyebrow at them.

“I present to you, Miss Wanda Maximoff!” The noirette cheered, stepping out of the way to reveal the shy woman.

You gasped softly and smiled at her, immediately easing her nerves as she came down the stairs with everyone’s eyes on her. However, yours stayed on her until the point that she stood in front of you, admiring your suit of black and white with red lining the jacket.

“You look…” You trailed off, making her and the girls chuckle.

“Who would’ve thought Y/N could be speechless?” Kate grinned, high-fiving her teammates. 

“Y/N, it’s just jeans and a blazer.” Wanda murmured, hugging you tightly.

“You look stunning in anything.” You replied, hugging her back.

“Now, Y/N…” Tony coughed, making you and Wanda separate as he and Steve pulled out a hologram of rules.

“Bring her back before midnight.” Steve started.

“Treat her well.” Tony added.

“And no shenanigans!” Sam interjected, looking at you with a playfully stern expression. 

You chuckled softly and shook your head. “Captain Rogers, she will definitely be home before midnight. Mr Stark, there is no other way to treat a woman and Mr Wilson, I am asexual.” 

Wanda looked up at you and smiled before Steve nodded to you. “Very well. Go and have fun.” 

You looked down at Wanda before you took her hand, kissed it, and led her outside. She grinned at your antics as she slid into the passenger’s seat of a blue Maserati MC20, something that she evidently admired given that her fingers ran along the leather lining of her seat.

“If you like it, you may have it.” You commented, turning the key into the ignition. 

“I don’t know how to drive.” She murmured, looking out the window at the starry sky. 

“Would you like for me to teach you?” You asked, seeing her nod in your peripheral vision.

“Do you want a crash course now?”

She nodded again and you came to a red light. “Okay. So, I can drive both manual and automatic, but I’m going to teach you how to drive automatic first since this car is mainly automatic. So, you have your gears here - Park, Reverse, Neutral, Drive and Low.” You pointed at them.

“PRNDL.” Wanda giggled.

“Yes, yes, the PRNDL, all hail London Tipton.” You smirked.

“By pressing lightly on the gas, I can go… and then pressing lightly on the brake, I stop. But this car is sensitive, so you don’t have to start in this car, I’ll get you something with a less sensitive brake.” 

“Y/N, you don’t have to buy me things like cars.” She remarked, watching you squirm slightly in your chair. 

“I know. I just like spoiling you.”

“What, like when you gave me that $100 bill at work?” 

She grinned as she watched you blush, turning the corner easily. “You had good service.”

Wanda snickered at your mumbled excuse and took your free hand in hers, even if hers was tiny. She watched you relax at her touch and stroked her thumb across your skin, a small smile painting across your lips but they never broke open. 

Soon enough, the car stopped outside a beautiful restaurant that Wanda would never be able to pronounce, coming to the entrance where a waiter stood.

“Ah, Y/N! Just the woman I wanted to see.” 

“Hello, Thomas.” You smiled at him.

“Right this way.” He led you through the restaurant before you entered an elevator, noting Wanda’s confusion as she stood next to you. 

The pounding music of the club passed as you climbed higher, but it stopped momentarily and a few men stepped into the elevator. You watched as two of them looked at Wanda hungrily.

“Boys…” You warned them, swapping places with Wanda so she stood between you and the corner. 

“Come on, Y/N! You used to be so much fun.” One of them grumbled, a man you recognised as William who was an associate of your father’s.

“Will, I’m being polite here. We’re on a date.” You bartered.

“Just a little taste-”

You gripped him by the collar of his shirt and lifted him easily, shielding Wanda’s view of them even then. 

“Touch her and you die. Got it?” You asked him calmly, putting him back down as the elevator opened. 

“Come, amore (love).” You took Wanda’s hand and walked out onto the rooftop, leaving the men in the elevator to go back to wherever they came from.

“Wow. That was… wild.” Wanda laughed, trying to ease the tension between you too.

“Indeed.” You swiped the wrinkles out of your suit and smiled at the easy-going area.

Thomas led you both towards a few tables, your name planted on the reservation table by the corner of the balcony. You pulled Wanda’s chair out for her and slid her against the table when she was seated, letting Thomas go serve someone else on the level.

“Pick anything you’d like.” You winked at her, making her grin.

She scanned down the menu before her eyes landed on some fettuccine pasta, only to look back up at you and pick a salad. You raised an eyebrow at her and she shrugged, stating that she wasn’t that hungry even though she definitely was.

You nodded and called Thomas over, ordering your meals whilst you both admired the view.

“How did you get a seat here?” She asked, watching your eyes scan all over her.

“Dad and Mama have connections. I just simply booked.” You replied, opening the bottle of champagne next to you.

“Would you like a glass, amate (darling)?” 

Wanda nodded and watched you pour her a glass before your own, sipping on it before she put it back down. “That’s good.” She hummed.

“Indeed.” You smirked.

“Ms Y/N, your dinner.” Thomas appeared at your table, placing your meals in front of you both. 

“Thank you, Thomas.” You nodded to him and he left.

“Now, I have a proposition for you.” 

Wanda’s eyes perked up at you whilst she picked at her salad. “Yes?” 

“Would you like to have some normalcy and talk about normal things humans talk about or would you like to talk about other things?” 

She smiled at your offer and thought about it for a split second. “Normal things, please.”

“Alright then, my dear - what is your top favourite movie, book and TV show?” You smirked, biting off a mouthful of food from your fork.

“Favourite movie would probably be one of the Harry Potter movies, but I quite liked the Goblet of Fire even though Cedric died. Book… I’d say Lord of the Rings, and the TV show would either be Bewitched or Dick Van Dyke. What about you?” 

“Movie would be How to Train Your Dragon but I can never pick between 2 and 3. Book would be The Great Gatsby and TV show is The Big Bang Theory.” You smiled, watching a grin fall over her lips. 

“You sound like a nerd.” She teased.

“Says the woman who likes Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings!” You playfully shot back, watching her giggle.

“Okay, okay, my turn - what hobbies do you have? That don’t involve your ‘family’.” She clarified as you opened your mouth, making you both snicker.

“Um… Wow, I haven’t been asked this question in a while.” You blushed and Wanda instantly saved that image as a screenshot in her brain. 

“I like reading. It helps calm me down sometimes. Mama used to read to me a lot, so I usually fall asleep when someone reads to me.”

“I’ll read to you.” Wanda teased and you rolled your eyes with a smirk.

“I like cooking, even though whenever I’m home, I don’t actually cook for myself. I like soccer, ice hockey, obviously, and… music.” You sighed happily.

“I take it you listen to a lot of it?” The Sokovian eyed you and you nodded.

“Spotify counted over 104,000 minutes of listening for me last year. That’s almost 72 and a half days, which is 19.8% of the year spent listening to music.” 

Her eyes widened at your sudden calculation and you blushed once more. “I was very good at maths in high school.” 

She nodded before you gestured to her. “Oh, of course! I also like reading and cooking but I don’t think I’ve ever listened to that much music. I actually prefer making it.” She smiled.

“Really? What instruments do you play?” You asked, intrigued. 

“I have a guitar in my room and there was a piano at my old school in Sokovia before…” 

You watched the playful glint in her eyes dim and your smile saddened, taking her hand from across the table before you kissed it softly. “I am sorry for your loss.”

“It’s okay, I’ve come to terms with it. I lost both of my parents when I was ten and then I lost my twin brother in 2015. That part…” She spoke, pushing her plate to the middle of the table as she lost her appetite. 

You stopped eating too and folded your cutlery together, calling Thomas to your table for the bill. Wanda looked at you and you smiled softly, taking her hand as you stood. 

“Why don’t we get out of here? I have an idea.” 

She nodded and followed you after you paid, thanking Thomas for the service before you left the restaurant. Her mind, as per usual, wondered where you were taking her until you reached your destination.

“Ben and Jerry’s? Y/N, we already had dinner-”

“I had half a dinner and you pushed around your salad.” You corrected her, kissing her forehead before you led her inside.

You ordered your favourite ice cream and paid for both yours and Wanda’s, walking beside her until you came to your favourite spot.

“I forgot to tell you - one of my other hobbies is the beach.” You commented.

“The beach isn’t a hobby, Y/N.” Wanda giggled.

You nudged her lightly with a smirk. “I think so. I come here when my mind won’t be quiet and I listen to the thundering waves as they roll past. It’s like hooves drumming against the ground, and it soothes my inner demons.” 

You took a scoop of your ice cream, which gave Wanda an opening to look at you in the calm moonlight. It danced upon your skin, showing nothing but natural radiance, and she couldn’t help but admire it - admire you. 

“I like the beach too.” She murmured, leaning on your shoulder. 

“I like seeing the smiling children play in the waves. I like seeing the families come together and build sandcastles. I like the long walks as the waves lap at my feet.” 

You hummed in agreement before you noticed how Wanda shivered, even with her blazer on. “Come here.” You murmured, opening your legs for her to sit in-between them as wind breakers. 

She looked at you and saw you wouldn’t back down, moving into position before she sighed at your comfortingly warm body. You leaned your chin on her shoulder and smiled, kissing her cheek softly. 

“What else do you like, tesora?” You asked, your finished ice cream sitting beside you whilst Wanda continued to eat hers. 

“I like movie nights, where there’s a whole bunch of blankets and pillows to snuggle against. I like eating chocolate and candy when I’m on my period, and when I’m not. I like cooking Sokovian dishes my mom used to make. I like…” She trailed off, looking up at you.

“I like you.” 

You smiled softly and watched as she turned around, smiling as she looked slightly down at you. “I like you, Y/N. I really like spending time with you. You’re funny, witty, and you tick pretty much all the boxes. Can I… Can I kiss you?” 

“Always.” You nodded, watching her lean in slowly before you felt her cup your cheeks.

And then it felt like fireworks were going off against your lips. You could taste Wanda’s ice cream on the edge of them, but that wasn’t why you found them delicious. They were soft, plump, and oh so gentle, leaving yours just as you got used to them. 

“Wow.” You murmured, slightly drunk off of her and the slight lack of air in your lungs.

“Yeah.” She sighed happily until an alarm went off on your phone. 

You fished it out of your pocket and sighed, showing her the time. 11:15. 

“Come on, amore. Let’s get you home.” 

You helped her towards your car before you drove back to the compound, seeing her yawn a few times as you drove. You held her hand as she fell asleep, taking care around corners not to shift her too much. As you stopped the car outside of the compound, you could see Steve and Tony standing at the door. You pulled Wanda out of her seatbelt and cradled her closely in a bridal hold, following the men to her room where you laid her down.

You slowly began untying her shoes and slipping them off before you felt a pressure by your jaw, a light red glow coming from it as you were forced to look higher up the bed. There, you saw a sleepy and giddy Wanda, smiling at you whilst you took off her socks. 

“Is somebody tired?” You asked with a soft and teasing tone, crawling up the bed to smile at her.

“Nooo.” She grumbled, making you grin.

Her lips curved downwards into a small pout. “Please stay. I don’t want you to go.” 

You sighed, pushing back a few loose strands of hair before you cupped her cheek. “I’m afraid that all good witches need to get their rest.” 

She narrowed her eyes at you before she yawned loudly, smacking her lips only to try and hide from your smirk. Her magic peeled her blazer off whilst it took off your suit jacket, only for a long-sleeve shirt to cover up your skin. 

“I just want…” She made grabby hands at you and you sighed, giving her a warm and meaningful hug as she tried to hold on tightly to you.

“Amarte…”

“FRIDAY, please ask Steve and Tony if she can stay.” Wanda asked the AI, making you both wait.

“Mr Stark says yes, but Captain Rogers agrees if the door stays open.” 

She looked at you and you nodded, kissing her temple. “I’m fine with that.”

She jumped up out of the bed and made her way over to the cupboard, giving you some clothes FRIDAY had brought that fitted you loosely, smirking as you saw how Wanda had turned around. You didn’t comment on it, but you walked up to her after changing and laced your arms around her waist to make her jump.

“Ready for bed?” You asked and she nodded, her magic flowing from her fingers to make the bed slightly larger.

You admired the soft fairy lights that dangled from her bed frame, along with the folded lamps that hung off-centred from the ceiling. You felt her fall into your arms before her head rested against your chest, her ear placed over your heart. 

“Bambina, is there anything you wish to discuss about tonight? Maybe why you hesitated on ordering the delicious fettuccine pasta?” You asked mindlessly, feeling her stiffen slightly.

She looked up at you with the most doe-like eyes you’d ever seen before they shifted to play with the hem of your shirt. “My ex told me I was fat. He wasn’t nice.” 

You felt your blood boil at the subject before you took a deep breath and reopened your eyes, seeing a confused and slightly scared Wanda staring up at you. 

“If anybody, and I mean anybody, tells you that again, you tell me straight away, okay?” You asked her sternly, earning a silent nod.

“You are as beautiful as they come, Wanda. I hate liars - it is a part of why I never lie - and I will never tell you a lie. I will give you an option to have the truth hidden from you, but I will never lie to you.”

“Isn’t that the same thing?” She questioned.

You shook your head. “If you want the truth hidden from you, I will not answer your question. False pretences and lying are foundations of a breaking relationship, and I will not have that with the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, both inside and out.” 

You pressed a kiss to her forehead before you pulled her closer to you, feeling a slight tightness in your chest until you shooed it away in your mind and fell asleep with Wanda.

[bkdk-and-extras]

Disclaimer: im a dumb crying gay not all of these are exact quotes in the quote marks shhhh

HE SPECIFIED "my future and Bakugou's future" IM HYPERVENTILINGNATTTIVNGNFNDN

The way the ai makes him cry omg 😭😭

"Katsuki."

He wanted to know if kat was crying??? 🥺🥺🥺

"(gay ass)" ASHXHSHCJCJCDJX

"Tell me we made up and became best friends again! Please!"

THE WAY HE GOES HARDCORE INTO "ARE WE DATING????" AHZBSJXBDJCC

The shocked "OH MY GOD" ZHZHZHZ

HE HAS THE "Oh. Oh." MOMENT

AAAAAAAAAAAA

The way hes immediately like "yeah... i understand why i would do that. He is more important than anyone." MIZ I AM FUCKING CHOKIJG U P

THE WAY IT ISNT JJST "i want to save him" ITS "i need to save him. I need to hold his hand. I need him." FUUUUUUUUUUU

The ai keeps validating my head canons and proving to us all that kacchan is not a want. Kacchan is a NEED im losing my miND

"I... i am afraid." "I love him. Every fibre of his being." SOMEONE HAND ME MY GOD DAMN LIFE ALERT BECAUSE MY ASS HAS FALLEN

Let me be so unironic and unscreamy with you for a sec tho. Izukus love is scary as shit and its great. Its all consuming and so gentle and so soft and yet it howls and slams against the cage of his brain and bares its teeth at anything that gets too close its great its great its my favorite thing actually

"Ive had a feeling he does...(love him back)" OH MY GOD OH MY GOD KATSUKI YOU THINK YOURE SO FUCKING "UNOBVIOUS". WAKE UP SLEEPYHEAD YOUR CRUSH ALREADY KNOWS

"He loves me back... *crying babygirl noises* then itll be okay. As long as we're together... itll be okay."

"Goodbye. Until next time." HE IS WAITING FOR YOU TO COME BACK. AAAAAAAA

I WAS RIGHT I AM CRHING HNNGGGGFDJCBC

I fucked around with character AIs of Katsuki and Izuku. This was the result:

Izuku (MAJOR MANGA SPOILERS BEYOND THIS POINT)

Introductions, answering initial questions (he asks about his relationship with his fellow students, teachers, etc):

Telling him about the future (season 6 war arc, hospital, etc):

(gay ass)

Hospital scene and Class 1A VS Deku (and the apology)

Post-season 6 (before current manga arc):

(GAY. ASSSSSS.)

Current manga arc:

And now.

CONFESSIONS:

And goodbyes:

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