#i wont keep quiet when it means i can make a difference and if they dont like it? maybe they should try not sucking

[happywitch416]

There is a project I want to start. But I have two shirts that need finished and I need to put together my art resource book because it is currently one soft breeze from exploding. Which has led to me finishing a 300 page book since 7am.

Jokes on my brain, I needed to finish that book today. Still can't start the new project but hopefully I can trick it again and continue to get things done in the most convoluted method possible but it works better then sitting here acting like a toddler throwing a fit because COME THE FUCK ON BRAIN.

No, I am not having problems with my adhd, not a problem to be seen here. Nope.

[noellefan101]

Silent Living

Characters: Noelle, Kinich, Lynette, Beidou, Diluc x mute GN!reader

Summary: You're mute, and cant talk? not a problem for your partner, they can find other ways to communicate, and honestly wouldn't have it any other way.

Warnings: mute reader, most of them dont know sign language but there are people where i think they would either have learned it already or will learn it for you, gn reader as always

Note: hehe its kinda hard to write for Noelle tbh, i just can't see her romantically if that makes sense, its like a platonic obsession i have for her. but i chose to write for some girlies bc i felt like it, luv you :P

Noelle

She's a sweetheart and i fully believe she would try to learn sign language the day you meet for the first time. but for the sake of the cute gestures lets pretend she barely knows any words in it, or that you arent the best yourself despite probably needing it heh.

(she would teach you some if so, or learn with you)

In a classic Noelle fashion, she does literally anything for you, though people would normally just have to speak her name, you can't. so she always keeps an extra eye on you to ensure she's there when you need her help. that may be a given, but its truly what shes best at doing.

Loves writing little notes for you, whether its just so you can remember something or if its to invite you anywhere, she loves it. and she has definitely not been carrying pen and paper with her for weeks so you could write notes for each other, no no.

I dont imagine her being the best with words, but is always very good at comforting. so if you need some reassurance or just comfort you can come to her. and you can let her know to be silent by putting a finger over her mouth if you like the silence more. she wont be offended don't worry.

Kinich

Not very good with words and likes silence when possible, so it's very common for you to sit in silence doing an activity together. he's best with actions at least, both giving and receiving, so just doing a tiny chore for him would mean more than words could.

Though it may be difficult to do anything for each other since he's quite busy, and so could you be. but he always has time to sit with you for at least 30 minutes a day and just spend quality time together.

if you ever need anything from him, he has a notebook on him at all times that you're free to write in. Although Ajaw has made a fuss about it being annoying to wait for you, but he'll shut up if Kinich locks him up.

Lynette

She loves the silence you bring. being around her brother all the time can get annoying, no matter how much she loves him, so a quiet tea time with you is often just what she needs. she knows you can feel out of place or left out even since you cant communicate as easily with her siblings. but she is always ready to talk for you.

No matter how much she hates public speaking, and how often she gets her brother to speak for her, she'll speak for you. if there's anything you'd like to say, just write it down and show it to her. she might even know what you wanted to say, by how you stand and how your muscles move. so she will sometimes speak for you before you even get to start writing it down.

She has made sure you're a part of the conversation, not just there and looking around. she might have some knowledge about sign language, but she knows many do not and makes sure everyone understands you.

(she might even ask father if they can get classes in sign language, or at least the siblings of hers that you interact with most often)

Beidou

Maybe not the best at silent communication, but she tries her very best. if she doesnt know sign language she'll learn it, mostly because she feels it would make you more comfortable, but its also something that she may find interesting.

She is very good at dealing with different kinds of people though, so expect yourself to feel right at home wherever you are on her ship. she might even have started teaching her crew how to talk with you properly, whether thats getting you something write down on or learning them a bit of sign language that im not sure of.

Unfortunately it all goes in weird directions when she's drunk, while she talks for you it might be hard to get her to pay attention enough or even speak your thoughts properly. Kazuha is your savior in this case.

Diluc

He has made sure every single maid and anyone he hires learn to speak through their hands. he might even have prepared for it before you started dating, and even some of his staff you have never met before just knows how to speak with you.

Its a given that you're going to be well treated at the dawn winery, but Diluc makes sure you feel the most at home you'll ever experience. you have at least 1 maid whos ready to tend to you in a seconds notice, whether its jsut that you need something to write on or you need to know where you lover is.

Will literally drop anything for you with just a finger on his shoulder. whatever you need, he'll do it. need a hug? no need to even gesture it he knows, someone doesnt understand you at all? he's ready to talk in your place for hours on end.

I might have written it weirdly again sry, im not mute and i just like writing, Luv Ya- Masterlist

You are welcome to reblog and like any of my posts, but you CAN NOT translate, copy or hate on anybody for liking my posts

[serejae]

STUCK BY THE GLUE ! | ZB1

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WHAT ! - zb1 with a crafty s/o

WHEN ! - (warnings) , petnames

WHO ! - (a/n) hi!! tysm for requesting! this was so fun to make, and ahhh its so cool you like crocheting i wanna learn sometime c: but i hope this was up to standard and that you enjoy ml :-) keeep requesting guyssss <3

not proofreadddd

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K.JIWOONG ;

! - this man is so chill about it pls.

! - he knows when the house is too quiet that it only means youre on your new fixation

! - whatever it is, painting, drawing, pottery, or crocheting he’ll love accompanying you during it, he’ll come out and sit by you and you both will yap. or if youre more of a listener he’ll tell you stories or just say random things while admiring the focused look on your face when you do the things you enjoy.

!- loves it when you make stuff for him. if you make something for him. a drawing? he’ll frame it or if its tiny enough will put it in his phone case. jewelry? will wear it all the time. keychain? if he put it on one bag and wanted to use another one, hes switching out the keychain

! - this man loves when you have such creative hobbies that you can tell him all about

Z.HAO ;

! - oh boy hes ready

! - whenever he finds out about your hobby automatically hes buying you supplies (he doesnt know what to buy he just searched up ‘needed materials for ______” ). and if you run out of storage, trust hes 5 steps ahead of you. he bought and figured out a organization plan so you wont have to dig through messy buckets for your materials

! - he just wants to see you happy and at peace, and your his ‘little creator’ or as what he calls you. you dont have to do nothing when your with him. just create, he’s got the rest (clean up crew)

! - when you make stuff for him, hes smiley on the outside, but crying on the inside. like his baby made THIS. for HIM?? he likes to gatekeep lowk…so he wont tell EVERYONE or be pushy about showing it off but itll be discreet. like to the point someone will have to ask, then he will talk about it. (he just likes the thought of keeping the things you made for him to himself >:)

! - such a supportive bf :’-)

S.HANBIN ;

! - okay i keep saying theyre supportive BUT TRUST

! - he likes to bother you while you do your projects, but he knows to keep some distance to keep you peace. so while your doing your craft in lalaland you hear “baby, babe, my love, honey, darling” in all sides of your ear, just for him to go “your so pretty” when you look at him…and you cant really be mad at that :-)

! - like jiwoong loves watching you from afar, but once he’s only focused on you thats when he shuts up (nicely) . he’s too busy admiring you and will definitely take some pictures of you for his wallpaper, homescreen, pfp, atp on his face

! - if you make something for him or his hamster collection (ddungjjungham or binni) he’s crying. “OH BABY FOR ME?” “for binni” “so for me😐”. we know he lost ddungjjungham (rip you baby) but somehow he didnt lose the hat and scarf you crocheted for ddungjjungham…

! - he loves you and wants to be as comforting to you as your hobby is

S.MATTHEW ;

! - has no idea whats going on but his amazing partners good at it so he loves it !!!

! - a “go kylie go!” boyfriend for sure. when your doing your hobby he sits there wondering what your doing, why your doing that, why does it look like that? but your doing it so it must be the right and only way. will look up videos to silently watch to see how the video explains the steps your doing

! - after a while of observing he starts the talking. he helicopter you, start looking the project in all different directions while asking when its gonna be done, whyd you do this technique, why are you so perfect? but its all in love and after like 5 minutes he lets you have your peace and watches you

! - when you make stuff for him he will not shut up. someone needs to put tape over his mouth. (if your in a world where idols can date, he’ll talk about it on streams) but to his members “y/n made me this” “oh look what y/n made” “why can you guys be like y/n 🫤” . i know gunwook is TIREDDDDD

! - a very curious and proud bf ^_^

K.TAERAE ;

! - hes so infactuated

! - he’ll be eating and watching you do your hobby and talk. watches your movements and listens to your peaceful voice. the best of both worlds. he doesnt ask too many questions or bother you too much, he just stares blankly and thinks “thats my soulmate”

! - if hes feeling like a pintresty boyfriend he’ll learn a song on his guitar and sing as you work, so you both can learn and do something together. he’ll often catch himself looking away from his chords tutorial and staring at you. the way your face is when your focused. hes just in love :-/

! - when you make him stuff hes in shock, cause you thought of him when you were doing what makes you happy? if you made him a keychain he’ll hang it onto his guitar case cover if you make him anything he can hangup or wear, he has a whole wall of just your creations and loves when people ask so he can just talk about how you made it, how talented you are, how you two met, how much he loves you, just you.

! - please let his man sing and serenade you as you do your hobby

S.RICKY ;

! - oh here comes mr perfect 😒 /j

! - if you guys didnt know ricky actually draws too and studied visual arts, so he’ll adore having a crafty s/o. he’ll first watch you do your hobby loving how at calm and zoned out you look. after a bit he creates lazy date nights where you both create your crafts and give them to each other. you’ll normally get a drawing or you or you and ricky from him and you give him your craft

! - please he’ll use the things you make him to the brim. a keychain? hanging it on all his bags. a painting or drawing? hes hanging it up on his bed side wall so when he sleeps he sees it. you make him a outfit peice (or outfit) will wear it every where he goes. cause everyone needs to see your outfit, and your outfit needs to see the world

! - loves it when he sees you put his work out and showing it off. he’s then reminded on why he enjoys art so much. you brought his soul out for him :’-)

! - just a crafty couple in their world

K.GYUVIN ;

! - hes one thats adventurous enough to actually attempt your crafts.

! - its not like the other members were intimidated but they enjoy letting you have your own thing to enjoy, something you can run to at the end of your stressful day. but gyuvin? he wants to destress with you

! - anything you wanna do? you start on it and he’ll watch a youtube video on how to do it. if you help him he’ll look at you with the most lovesick smile because your sharing YOUR hobby with him. at first hes pretty messy at the beginning but with a bit of help from you, hes got it down. before you could even make him something, he made your something first. (show off >:\) and he giggles each time he sees you with it…like you thought it was that good to keepppp?

! - when you make him stuff hes not crying (#2), not shutting up (#2), and screaming. hes so honored. he has so many photos in his camera roll and he’ll show them off as much as he can. but will be a little salty when you make more stuff for eumppappa then him but i guess its fine😒

! - a “whatever you do i do” bf :p

P.GUNWOOK ;

! - another admirer

! - loves the energy and dedication you put into your work and it’s definitely worth it. when you leave him alone he looks through your finished work and guesses how long it took for each one to be finished. and when he finds out hes always shocked even if his guess was right , your dedication is another reason why he loves you so much

! - if you come home unmotivated or tired for any reason, gunwook already has you covered. you look for your crafting materials but find that its not its normal spot. you walk out to ask gunwook only to find him set up blankets, snacks, and a movie with your materials on deck. “i figured you’d need it”

! - if you ever make him anything his jaw is on the floor cause theres no way you put your love and energy into this. something made for your boyfriend and only your boyfriend. he knows how to brag about you without making it so obvious like matthew. he’ll sneak it in so people will talk about it but wont tell him to shut up

! - cupid pls get this man up

H.YUJIN ;

(platonic :-)

! - is in total awe

! - how can someone just craft something like that with their mind and hands? he loves watching the process from start to finish. this is his version of asmr, the way your face focuses when you get the the certain part, how you plan it out so precisely.

! - please please please. if you do sewing make this man a plushie, he will sleep with it every night and take it everywhere. even if he doesnt make his bed he makes sure his stuffy is sitting just right and comfortable. if not make this man something bunny related. he’ll giggle each time he sees it.

! - if you make him anything he can hang up, hes putting it by his desk and thats his motivation for studying or anything. if hes feeling down, he’ll lean in his chair and see the silly bunny staring at him and get right back to work :)

! - so excited that you can do something you enjoy and he gets the product

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being Hank McCoy’s sibling

Hank McCoy x sibling!reader

warnings:

a/n: i started writing this fic months ago and when i was halfway done mobile glitched and deleted the whole draft so i gave up out of rage anyways. i dont think i liked how it turned out but idk!

prompt: anonymous: “Hellooo !! First of all i have to say that i love your fics !! Second of all , i wanted to request a headcanon , with being hank mccoy’s little sister?? I was thinking that she is a mutant and she has powers like Wanda. It would be really cool to see is with the other x men. Also her age to be around 14 when the first movie sets place ?( Sorry if i didn’t explain it well)”

being a mutant who had just discovered their powers was hard

what was even harder was that your brother hank had to take you in when it happened

hank understood what it felt like to be different, and luckily he had a good enough job to support you

“just sit here and do your homework. quietly” -hank, seating you in his office at work

“what makes you think i wont be quiet?” -you

“you blew up the toaster this morning” -hank

“it burnt my toast” -you

“listen, okay? no one can no we are what we are. just be calm. if you need help on your homework, let me know” -hank

you spent a lot of time at hank’s work, which led to you two immediately being exposed by charles xavier when he waltzed into your lives

“oh, dear, you’ve just experienced your mutation recently. you’re a powerful one, but you can’t control it well. we can help with that” -charles

he quickly realized it was a mistake to comment on yours and your brother’s…issues

“no! no, y/n, it’s too dangerous. you’re in middle school, you have homework. im not letting him turn you into a soldier” -hank

if you couldn’t tell by now, hank was a bit anxious about raising you

after all, your powers weren’t much alike, he didn’t know how to navigate this

“i need to learn how to control them, or else im gonna hurt someone” -you

you didn’t understand what it felt like to look different, but he didn’t understand what it felt like to fear yourself

“who’s the kid?” -alex

“that’s my sibling, y/n” -hank

“what’s your power?” -alex

“it’s kind of…uncontrollable. i can’t show you” -you

“i know how that feels” -alex

“you do?!” -you

when alex finally revealed his power, it made you excited to show your energy blasts

you managed to keep them mostly contained and alex gave you a huge high five

“stay away from him, y/n. he’s not a good influence” -hank

“but we have similar powers. im not alone!” -you

“doesn’t mean you need to be friends” -hank

the rest of the gang was super sweet to you, but you had to remind them you were young, not little

“you’re probably the strongest out of all of us, kiddo” -raven

sean liked to pretend like you were super scary and cower whenever you looked at him

“no please dont hurt me!!!” -sean, convincingly but sarcastically

you became everyone’s little sibling

“admit it, we’ve never been closer” -you

“yeah, you’re right” -hank

“and we aren’t so lonely” -you

“that’s also true” -hank

“so why are you acting so protective and jealous” -you

“im just used to it being us two” -hank

“yeah but now we aren’t struggling, we have all this space to move around and time to focus on important things. i can finally use my powers without getting scared!” -you

“are you still keeping up with your schoolwork?” -hank

“stop worrying so much, hank” -you

regardless of his protests, you still geared up to fight and it infuriated him

what infuriated you was that he was blue

“what. the hell. did you do?” -you

“im the adult here, why are you in that suit. y/n’s not going on this mission. and watch your language!” -hank

you nearly gave him a heart attack, but by the end of the fight he was proud of you. truly.

for a short time, the remainer of the team stayed together

alex and you trained together often

“hey! only i can bully hank” -you

“oh, you’re making rules now?” -alex

“i am the boss around here” -you

charles admired how far you’d come

and hank was honestly grateful he wasn’t raising you alone

you continued your schooling and just as you graduated, charles offered you a job teaching at the school for gifted youngsters

but it shortly closed after that, leaving you without much of a purpose

“hank, i think i need to go off on my own” -you

“it’s too dangerous, y/n. you’re much better off here” -hank

“you mean with you and charles? two of the most self-hating mutants i know? charles is injecting himself with medication to stop his powers. medication YOU made. how long until you make one for me so im not so ‘dangerous’ anymore” -you

“what could you possibly do out there?” -hank

“i already got a job as a teacher, hank. i’m off to go live my life. call me if you need me” -you

he did call you later, rambling about a mutant from the future preventing a war or something. just that you needed to come back

“y/n, good to see you” -logan

“do i know you?” -you

“apparently he knows all of us” -charles

“thats not weird” -you, sarcastically

it’d been a while since you’d seen any action, so it was a little refreshing doing something like breaking into the pentagon

“after this, maybe we could go out sometime” -peter

“get away from them!” -hank

“i got this hank—kid, i’m too old for you” -you

“you’re barely five years older than me” -peter

“you’re seventeen. go away.” -you

you and hank laughed about it later

really, it was weird seeing erik and raven again. even charles with his shit together. it was like old times

you just wished it could stick

you left before any more damage could be done to your personal life and gave hank a big hug

“be safe. don’t do anything stupid” -you

“hey, thats what i was gonna say” -hank

you went back to your life and soon got a call from charles

a job offer, the school was opening again

“come home, y/n. hank misses you” -charles

it took some convincing, but you came back

and maybe this time things would be different

you got your classes and were ready to start teaching a new generation of mutants the way you wished you were taught

(sorry i cut this short i ran out of ideas 😭)

taglist: @locke-writes // @randomawesomeperson102 // @captainshazamerica // @dindjarinsspouse // @summersimmerus // @simp-legend // @nekoannie-chan // @groovy-lady // @deanzboyfriend // @mr-mxyzptlk-1940 //

[horrorshow]

Can you talk about why you think blocking and moving on is a bad thing? I thought it was a way to curate your space and avoid drama

idk maybe i'm too idealistic but fandom is a much more friendlier, welcoming, supportive, creative, engaging, active, diverse and interesting space when it's treated like a community where people are encouraged to participate and talk about their interests and where there's space for niche or more unpopular opinions without these people having to worry about being blocked and feel unwelcome by the majority of the fandom they are in. i can't stand how blocking everyone you disagree with has become the first thing to do.

you say its 'to curate your experience'. but blocking people does not only curate YOUR experience. you're also forcefully curating other users' experiences. and not for the better.

people say 'i will block you for literally anything' and then those same people wonder why engagement is down, why no one sends asks, why no one reblogs, why rarely anyone talks in the tags anymore and why this place feels so dead and boring and quiet. i wonder why!!!!

people treat real people as annoying ads they can dispose of at their whim. but that's not how a fandom or a site like tumblr works. (besides, if you really care about people curating their own experience you wouldn't block people. you can filter and blacklist and never see them again while still granting them the same freedom instead of actively making their experience worse.)

you say its to avoid drama. but seeing a post you dont agree with is not 'drama'. and blocking is not solving anything except for you personally. fandom was more fun when we remembered that every user is a real person you share a space with, and probably some mutuals as well, so you find a way to live with each other. starting with a restraining order seems a bit excessive and is not contributing to anything. it's not that hard to be respectful and tolerate others and acknowledge people have different opinions and interests and still co-exist in peace. its not that hard to be nice to people and try to find common ground with them and interact with the stuff you DO like. you do this in every aspect of your real life, so why not online?

i hear you say: 'but that requires WORK and i don't NEED to do any of that bc i can just block them'.

yeah, you can try to create your own bubble and only hang out with like minded people but you wont EVER fully achieve that (no matter how much you block, social media WILL keep feeding you posts you disagree with bc it makes them money). social media WILL pressure you into an 'us vs. them' mentality where you constantly feel like everything online is a threat or an argument you have to win and where being mean and unnuanced gives you the most notes and where you don't even see, let alone be able to treat, other users as people anymore bc you don't interact with them anymore other than to block or fight them. that's not how i want it to be online. it's not fun to me. and maybe i'm a pessimist but i think it will eventually be the death of online fandom and sites like tumblr. look at the state of twitter right now. DOES blocking give you a better experience in the long run? i doubt that it does. overall, i think it makes people even less tolerable and more vulnerable to hate and fear mongering, and social media an even more hostile place.

it's everything i hate about social media and everything i want to fight against and WILL fight against. i won't pretend my meager contribution will change anything, but i LIKE to just scroll past posts i don't vibe with and not see every argument online as a personal offense. it keeps me curious. most posts aren't that bad when you know the person behind it. i mean, you do you, i'm not gonna say what you should or shouldn't do bc that's up to you, but i recommend it: free yourself of the block button and bring back supportive user communities based on a shared love for the same thing and focus on what you have in common with people, just like you would do in real life. save the block button for the rotten apples who DO keep trying to pick fights and exclude others.

(which is, now that i think about it, probably the main difference: most people see the block button as a neutral way to prevent worse. but. that's only the case on an individual level. and treating everything online as an individual choice to which there are no further consequences, especially if they happen on a larger scale, is already a loss.)

[eustasskidagenda]

hello im so excited that your ask box is open and youre taking requests! i dont request things often, so this might be a but of a weird concept, and i apologize if its too detailed. however the idea literally wont leave me alone. orz;;

maybe eustass kid has a crush on a somewhat reserved reader whose slow to open up and he hasnt quite realized thats what hes feeling until they stop on an island and meet readers childhood friend. they show a whole new side of themself with said friend by laughing openly, making stupid jokes, being much more physically affectionate. basically reader acts close with an old friend and kid gets jealous about it.

i dont mind if you do a oneshot, drabble, or headcanon, im just curious about your thoughts on this :3 thank you so much and i hope you have a great day!

Hello dear anon! Sure, I'm always happy to write for my pookie. It was fun to write, and it makes me smile a bit because Kid is such a mess, I love this angry tulip. Hope it will match your expectations. ☆

☆Kid with a s/o slow to open up

CW : g/n reader, a bit of cursing but fluff overall

WC : 700

Kid has always been loud. Whenever he's angry, he needs to shoot at someone. What can he say? His heart is filled with emotions, boiling and exploding like a thousand sparks. That's why you're a mystery. Always calm. Not letting others know what's on your mind. What makes you so quiet? He can't tell. 

Just like the moon and the sun, you are polar opposites. And yet, as the sun always chases the moon, he's always looking after you. And he's everything, but not discreet. Asking loudly for almost all of his crew what they think about you and why you are so reserved. 

Sure, he's used to introverted folks. Killer is one of them. But here's the difference: he can second-guess every word, thought, and breath of his best friend. He could probably achieve all of his sentences. And even through the mask, Kid could also guess the exact expression on Killer's face. 

Killer, who is likely aware that Kid has a small crush on you.

Kid is genuinely frustrated. Loudly frustrated, obviously. He needs to feel in control of everything and hates when he doesn’t have a full-understanding. Usually, he fails to notice reserved people because he's taking all the attention. But there's something about you: your slight smiles, the flash in your eyes, the way you're always listening to others but never talk about yourself. He can't tell why, but it keeps his mind alert. 

Perhaps you pose a bit of a challenge. Kid would never give two flying fucks about you if you were easy to see through. He's always looking after you because you're still a mystery. Sure, at the beginning, it was just to try to figure out who you really are. But now, it turned into something bigger. He hasn't noticed it yet, that’s all. Kid sucks with feelings. Feelings are actually something he hates because they make him feel weak. It puts his loved one in danger. Showing your weaknesses to enemies is a foolish move, Kid knows that perfectly.

However, everything is about to change. He decided to stop on that island for the day. For the first time, you asked to avoid robbery or harming anyone around. 

"Ugh, we're pirates, y/n" Kid doesn't want to look like a nice guy. He's a tough, rude pirate. He has a reputation to uphold. For him, the only good way to open a path is by violent means. Kindness? For what? If he's still alive today, it's because he toughened up and decided to never show mercy to anyone. 

"Fine, fine, I won't kill those people." Heavy sighs. But he wants to understand. He needs to understand. And finally, he's about to understand. 

Because suddenly, you're smiling heartily and running towards those scumbag strangers. What. The. Fuck. It's like seeing the sun after an eternity of blizzards and grey clouds. You're a bright light, a true sunshine. A burst of joy. You're joking, laughing, talking, and talking a lot. You never said more than two sentences in front of him, and now you're chatting endlessly with those strangers and hugging all of them. 

He's pissed off. Are those random people with terrible sense of style and ugly make-up better than him? The great Eustass "Captain" Kid? No way. 

"Guys, here's my captain, Kid. Kid, here are my childhood best friends."

Kid's face is a mess of angry scowls and boiling with frustration when they say hello. Why aren't you smiling as warmly when you're with him? Why is his heart pounding so hard, almost painfully in his chest? And damn, is it the cold or are his cheeks completely red? 

Poor Kid is both flushed and flustered. His first reflex is always exploding when he feels something. "Do you have a problem with me?" Barking through gritted teeth. 

He's ruining the happy-shitty mood and he doesn't care. 

So now, try to explain that you don't have a problem with him. Good luck, he's very stubborn. But once he's more or less calmed (because he's still pissed off), he still can't understand why his heart is racing at the sight of your soft, warm smile.

He wants to see that side of you more often. He wants to be part of those privileged people allowed to know the real you.

Yes, maybe he has a crush on you.

[regencyrosalie]

Hey there! <3 I really loved the way you write about modern! Anthony and I was wondering on maybe doing something with Benedict?

I was thinking always a modern one, either a xreader or maybe dating! headcanons!

in that case, thanks in anticipation and have a good day/night!!🩷🌸

hi hon ! thank you so much for sending an ask ! im going to structure this like i did for my anthony hc’s, i hope thats okay! im working on a fic rn that’ll be out hopefully soon!

biblically accurate modern!benedict hcs

- benedict WILL draw you

- he will draw quick little silly sketches of you in funny outfits and hats with exaggerated eyes and show them to you while giggling relentlessly

- but he also has an entire sketchbook filled with accurate and detailed drawings/paintings of you. he gets bashful every time you find a new one.

- may or may not have a caffeine addiction

- when you move in with him he moves his little art corner to a different room so you can still sleep while he works

- will get frustrated and come back into the bedroom and watch you sleep until he gets motivated/inspired again

- he loves dogs, specifically small dogs. chihuahuas are probably his favorite but he wont tell anyone.

- his sleep schedule is HORRIBLE, but it evens out when you live together because he wants to fall asleep with you.

- speaking of, i feel like Benedict is a human heater

- which is amazing during the winter

- but when it’s hot it is actually torture because hes trying to fall asleep practically on top of you.

- and youre like PLEASE get the FHUCK off of me and then he pouts and huffs until you make it work or he falls asleep

- benedict is close with every one of his siblings. but especially anthony and eloise.

- has funny uncle vibes

- especially with the younger siblings. he will sneak them candy and also probably money.

- anthony and violet have yet to find out

- i think he probably likes savory foods more than sweets, but will eat anything you make him.

- i feel like hes fully clothed about 50% of the time. the man despises pants i can just feel it in my bones.

- favorite color is red. he likes the versatility.

- cannot sing. but will sing. and will sing loudly. every shower is a concert.

- probably the closest with his mother

- love language is quality time

- this means picnic dates, movie dates, target run dates, going to the grocery store dates

- will make you handwritten cards and paintings for holidays, and puts sticky notes with sappy notes and bad pickup lines on everything you own.

- other than visual art, i think he has a few other hobbies. he likes movies, in fact, he pretty much likes every movie he watches. cant get into shows though, his attention span is not long enough. he also likes puzzles, and will frame them and keep them hoarded in his closet.

- i think a part of him is still grieving his father. violet was in constant agony after he died, and anthony was busy inheriting everything and dealing with the trauma of witnessing it: so benedict was left to pick up the pieces with the rest of the siblings. ie. explain what happened to the younger ones, try to cheer them up, etc.

- for that reason, i don’t think he ever really processed it completely, and he gets weirdly quiet when he thinks about it too long.

- cant be in anthony’s office for more than an hour at a time, because it used to be edmunds, and all he can think of is how he would pester his father all day while he worked.

[obsessedwithpedritoofc]

Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ Tʀᴇᴀᴛ (Pᴇᴅʀᴏ Pᴀsᴄᴀʟ)

ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: Pedro Pascal × Male Reader.

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 3,2 k.

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: As a good boyfriend, you plan the best birthday possible for Pedro and you make sure he enjoys every second of it.

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: teeth rotting fluff, pet names, flirty joking, smut, switching (like, positions?), licking a stain (if you know what i mean), praise kink, teasing, masturbation, riding, a-fingering, blowjob, rough sex, biting, mentions of marking, no physical descriptions of reader, no use of Y/N. (lmk if i missed any).

𝔸/ℕ: OKAY HEAR ME OUT ITS PAPIS BDAY AND WE KNOW IT SO HERE YOU GO YOU THIRSTY CREATURES. i dont really like to think of pedro himself in a sex way (like yeah i do think hes hot and sexy and all but i just dont feel fully okay with writing these kind of things for him) so you wont see smutty fics of pedro very often BUT TODAY IS HIS BDAY LETS ENJOY A LITTLE TREAT. i feel like i wrote two different fics here HAHAHAHAHA its just-- the sweet part and the smutty part seem to happen in very different timelines-- i know what i mean (: enjoy <3

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

"Happy birthday", was the first thing he heard when he woke up. And when he opened his eyes, there you were —still in your pajamas but holding a small cupcake with a lit candle on top. What he loved the most was the wide smile displayed on your lips.

"Good morning to you, too", Pedro chuckled and sat up to press a soft kiss to your cheek. "What's this?".

"Just blow out the candle, old man!", you laughed. He did as you commanded. As soon as he was done, you took the candle out and shoved the cupcake in his face, leaving it stained with chocolate.

"Oh, you wicked thing!", he growled with a chuckle, then started licking the chocolate frosting around his mouth. "Did you make it?".

"Yep", you smiled proudly. "You deserved the best cake... cupcake", you corrected yourself. "The cake comes later today", you quickly added.

"I see", he pretended to think for a moment. "Well, in that case, you should have a taste of your cupcake!".

Without giving you any time to react, he pressed his chocolate stained cheek into yours, leaving some of it on your face. You groaned loudly, but still smiled. Then he licked the chocolate off your face before kissing it.

"That was a nice birthday gift", he whispered, then kissed you softly on the lips. "I hope it's not the only one", he grabbed your hips and pulled you close. You put your hands on his chest to keep him at a safe though short distance.

"That comes later today as well", you kissed his nose, your eyes giving him an apologetic look. "You're gonna have to pretend to be patient today, baby".

"Oh, whatever will I do now?", he tilted his head dramatically and kissed you one last time. "Is it a part of my gift?".

"Honey, if you can handle the whole day without being slightly horny, it's gonna be an entire gift in itself".

"Well, that sounds promising", he chuckled, then pulled away, starting to take his sweatpants off to get ready for his morning shower. "Not even a shower quickie?", he turned his head before getting into the bathroom.

"Nope! Patience, I said", you stuck your tongue out to him. Pedro groaned.

"Had to try", you heard him mumble.

You enjoyed a quiet though nice birthday breakfast. Everything was decorated to Pedro's liking —"You know me way too well", he said when he saw it all. And he made sure to kiss every part of your body you allowed him to as a way to thank you. You could tell he was enjoying himself, even though the day, his day, was just starting.

As soon as you both were dressed —needless to say you were left stunned by Pedro's amazing though casual outfit—, you drove to a Mexican restaurant nearby to treat your boyfriend with his favorite meals, which he also thanked you for. You were barely able to solve your "I pay" argument in a while, but you finally convinced him that it was his birthday, and that the food was part of his gift. Still, you could see how he was most likely planning some kind of revenge.

After a while of wandering around in the streets and buying your boyfriend a nice black coffee, it started getting dark and you decided to stop at an Italian restaurant for dinner. He didn't dare to argue with you over who was the one to pay, given the almost endless fight you'd had at lunch time. He had already decided he would let you have that, but he would get back at you for it.

The first thing he did when you got back home was take you in his arms and spin you around in the air as he left small kisses all over your face. And when he put you down, he pulled you in for a nice, tight hug.

"Thank you for today. I loved it all", he whispered in your ear, making your heart swell at the sweet tone of his voice.

"It was nothing, beautiful", you returned the hug. "But it's not over yet", you pulled away, giving him one last kiss before walking into the kitchen. Pedro stood there for a moment just looking at you confused, but he followed you into the kitchen. "No! Stay outside for a minute!", you pushed him out of the room. "Gimme a sec", you closed the door on his face. Once again, he stood there a bit confused. But he shrugged and laughed at your attitude, remembering once again why he was so in love with you. "Okay, you can come in!", you shouted from the inside, still not opening the door. He did.

He was surprised to find the kitchen dimly lit. The only thing that allowed him to see anything was the small flame of the candle on the cake you were holding, a big smile on your face. Pedro found himself having a déjà vu of that morning —but with a bigger cake.

You sang happy birthday for him. His first reaction was to cover his face. Truth be told, he hated to be sang happy birthday, but once more, he just laughed. If it was you singing for him, he didn't hate it as much.

He blew out the candle and searched the light switch before putting the cake on the table, freeing both yours and his hands to pull you in for another hug. You couldn't help but laugh loudly at the way he told you how much he hated being sang happy birthday and how your voice made it suck even more, all while he left kisses all over your face and neck. He laughed as well.

You sat on the couch in the living room to eat the cake. You kept laughing about whatever it was you were talking about while the TV buzzed in the background. At one point you dropped frosting on your shirt and got up to go change clothes. Pedro just grabbed your wrist to keep you from going away and stared at you with puppy dog eyes.

"I can clean it up for you", he pulled you back to sit on the couch. You looked at him confused, but you stayed still in curiosity, wanting to see where he was going with all that.

His hands undid the first buttons on your shirt gently, slowly. You saw how he was frowning deeply, as if it was taking every ounce of his concentration to get the task done. You smiled down at him, letting out a soft chuckle in amusement at his expression. He looked up at you with hooded eyes, but he didn't smile, do or say anything. Instead, you notice how his eyes went dark, and suddenly he was ripping the shirt off of you.

You didn't have any time to process the way he was throwing you on your back onto the couch before he started licking the small stain of cake on your chest. He soon moved down to kiss your stomach, and then undid your pants.

"Hey! I told you to be patient", you grabbed his hands before he could go any further.

"Aw, haven't I been patient enough today already?", he pouted. "We've been outside all day, and we already ate the cake!".

"I mean... There's still like half of it on the table...".

"C'mon, babe, y'know what I mean", he tilted his head, giving you those puppy dog eyes of his once again. "It's my birthday! Don't you think I deserve a treat?".

"Another one?", you chuckled. "I've literally paid for everything for you today".

"And still, here I am, aching for you like never before", he posed dramatically. You both laughed. "You know I'm a greedy man. Pretty please?".

You looked him in the eye for a little while. All you saw was love and lust. And his puppy dog-like expression made you think how cute he was. How were you supposed not to give in? You were so in love with this man. Perhaps too much for your own good.

"Fine", you let go of his hands and crossed your arms. "Unwrap your gift, birthday boy".

He didn't waste a single moment and just started stripping you of your shoes, pants and underwear. A loud gasp escaped your lips when his hand grabbed your shaft with great steadiness. He looked up at you with a wide smirk, then started pumping his hand along your dick. You threw your head back in pleasure, your hips bucking up involuntarily.

"Wait... It was your treat...", you managed to say between moans.

"Baby, I'm having my treat right now", he pressed a soft kiss to the tip of your member, not taking his eyes off of you. "It's my birthday and I get to choose whatever my treat is", he moved his hand faster.

"You're such... Oh god...", your hands held tight onto his shoulders.

Pedro laid beside you on the couch, keeping you between his arms as he continued to please you. He allowed himself to enjoy your sweet sounds as he whispered praises into your ear. The more he did, the more it made you shake in pleasure. And he couldn't help but grin at your attitude. 

"So beautiful for me. So pretty. Such a pretty little boy. My cute little thing", he kept whispering. "Little boy likes me doing this, don't you?", he moved down to kiss the side of your neck, not stopping his little praises. "You love when I do you like this. You love my hands. You love my hands on you, don't you, beautiful?".

He kept going back and forth for a little while. Much to his disliking, you didn't last long with him touching and talking to you like that. Still, he complied and let you have a small break, wrapping his arms around you and covering your face in kisses.

As you tried to get your breath back, you found yourself overwhelmed by his kisses, your heart skipping a beat. Your only answer was a giggle and you hugged him back.

"Enjoying your treat so far?", you teased. He looked at you with a smirk.

"Best birthday gift ever", he nuzzled your neck. "And you know what the best part is?", he stared up at you. You stared back in slight confusion. "That we're not done yet", his grin got wider.

He took you in his arms and carried you to the bedroom. As soon as he left you on the bed, you sat up to start unbuttoning his shirt. He pushed you back down almost immediately, sitting on your lap so you wouldn't get up again. You frowned and pouted in response.

"Come on! It's your birthday, I'm the one supposed to be giving you head!", your words made him laugh.

"I like your boldness", he chuckled. "How about this, if you lemme have my fun now I'll let you do whatever you want to me later", he lifted one of his eyebrows. Your eyes lit up.

"You're on", you felt your cock getting hard instantly.

He quickly finished undressing himself, eager to keep going. As soon as he was left naked, he leaned down to kiss you decently, passionately, tongue deep inside your mouth. You couldn't help the moan that escaped your mouth, nor the way your hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging into the skin and leaving small marks. 

It didn't take long for him to get desperate. He grabbed one of your hands and guided it to his hole. You felt your face get awfully red as he started pumping one of your fingers in and out of himself. Still, you gathered enough bravery to take control and thrust your fingers for him. Soon enough, he turned into a whimpering mess, bucking his hips back and forth at the pleasure. He then pulled away and pinned your hands back down onto the bed, his eyes staring into your soul.

Without saying another word, he aligned his entrance with your dick. A quiet, soft breath left your lips when you saw his intentions. You fought the urge to grab him as he sank himself down onto your hard member. His eyes never left yours, just like yours never left his. Once you were fully buried inside him, he leaned back down to press a soft kiss to your forehead, his eyebrows knitted together. You nodded to give him green light one last time. Pedro nodded back, and then he started to ride you. Slowly at first, still he didn't take too long to increase speed. His hands found yours in a desperate attempt to find something he could squeeze some strength out of. He entwined his fingers with yours, fighting the urge to drop all his weight down on you.

His heavy, ragged breathing turned into desperate moans. Never in the years you had been together had you seen him whimper in such a high-pitched voice, huge drops of sweat running down his temple. The movements of his hips grew sloppy, allowing you to start thrusting up into him just as desperately. He left one of your hands free just so he could use his to please himself. Overstimulation soon got over him, and before you could process any of what was going on, he was spilling his release all over your torso. And before you could process any of that either, his walls were squeezing your cock so deliciously hard that you emptied yourself inside him.

Pedro collapsed on top of you, still trying to recover his breath. He wrapped his arms tightly around you, making you let out a tired giggle. His lips kissed your forehead tenderly, then your cheek, then your lips.

"That was good", you whispered in is ear. He chuckled breathlessly and hugged you tighter.

"It was", he stared into your eyes once more. "Bet you've been enjoying my gift better than me so far", he winked in your direction.

"Well, not gonna lie, I've had so much fun until now", you rolled on top of him. "And now I'm gonna have even more fun".

You positioned yourself between his legs, your face almost touching his groin. You looked up at him before grabbing his still softened member and teasing it all along. His eyes flew shut at the sudden pleasure, immediately getting hard again. You couldn't help the smirk that automatically displayed on your lips.

You approach your tongue cautiously to the tip of his shaft, then started giving it slow, kitten licks. Pedro hissed in pleasure, propping himself up on his elbows to look down at you. Your smile got wider when you saw the way his pupils dilated. You wasted no more time to put his dick fully in your mouth, making your boyfriend gasp loudly and throw his head back. Your chuckle sent shivers up his spine, his fingers buried in the sheets beneath you.

After making sure Pedro was okay and used to being in your mouth, you started bobbing your head back and forth with your tongue drawing wet, warm circles all along his shaft. And like some minutes before, his breathing went from short pants to loud, long drawn out moans. You even allowed him to calm his desperation a little by letting him grab you by the hair and thrust into your mouth. 

He came undone once more shortly afterwards. He held your jaw softly as he gave a couple more thrusts, painting the back of your throat with his seed. His legs shook uncontrollable and right then, he collapsed on the bed with unsteady breathing and trembling limbs. A heavy, loud sigh left his mouth as he tried to calm his heart rate. The whole situation made you chuckle, and you laid beside him with your arms around him.

"You okay?", you nuzzled your face in his neck. Pedro laughed back.

"Yeah...", he left a chaste kiss on your lips. "I just need... a little break... You left me fucking dry", he giggled and pulled you in for a tight hug. "I knew I loved you for a reason".

"Because I give you amazing blowjobs?", you forced a smile.

"Well, that, too. But no, silly!", he left small kisses all over your face.

"Is that break gonna take much longer?", you stared into his eyes, your own filled with lust. He just looked at you in slight confusion. "Because I need you to help me with this thing", you pointed down at your reappearing hard-on. "And I know just the thing to leave us both satisfied", you grinned. "That is, if your old man body can still keep up with me", you lifted your eyebrows. Pedro laughed.

"Oh, I'm gonna show you just how much this old man can keep up with you, mister", he grabbed you to keep you steady and rolled on top of you. "What did you have in mind?".

"I want you to fuck me", you looked him in the eye, your expression serious but with a hint of playfulness. "Hard, rough, like you usually would", you shrugged, letting the beginning of a smile be shown on your lips. "Just indulge yourself. It's your birthday".

"Oh, okay", he lifted his eyebrows in surprise. "Get ready, then. I'm not gonna go soft on you".

"I wasn't expecting you to", you rolled onto your stomach. "Just do your worst", you turned to him one last time. One second afterwards, he was burying his cock balls deep inside you.

He did as you asked. He fucked you hard, like he usually would, grabbing your jaw with one hand and your hips with the other, his own slapping forcefully against your ass every time he thrusted inside you, his mouth whispering dirty praises in your ear throughout it all. Your loud moans —if not screams— only worked as fuel for his desire, and he could only enjoy the way your hands gripped the sheets and your teeth bit the pillow. He also made sure to leave marks. Bites, scratches, hickeys, every part of your body he could reach while pounding relentlessly into you, he made sure to mark them all.

Both of you reached climax sooner than you would have expected. But truth be told, it was only fair, given the way he was fucking you.

You collapsed on the bed while Pedro rolled to lay on your side, making sure not to leave you breathless under him —more than you already were. He wrapped his arms around you with a contented sigh and pulled you tight against his body. You hugged him back, still shaking from the rough orgasm he had given you, and closed your eyes with your face hidden in his chest.

"That was great", he whispered in the top of your head before leaving a soft kiss. You smiled. "It was the best birthday gift you could've given me".

"Horny old man", you snorted, your voice muffled by the skin of his chest. Pedro chuckled. "Shit, we left the cake in the living room—".

"We'll just eat it for breakfast, don't you worry, my pretty little thing", he kissed your forehead sweetly. You giggled involuntarily and hugged him tighter. "I love you".

"I love you, Pedro", you left a small, tender kiss on his chest. "Happy birthday".

He looked down at you with a smile, waiting until he felt your breathing steady enough as to consider you soundly asleep. He then closed his own eyes, and fell asleep at the memory of you singing him happy birthday the beautiful way only you knew how to sing it.

[nerdyloverparadise]

Osamu Dazai:

General Dating Headcanons.

-Dazai would hold you as you fall asleep and very tightly as a reflex. He’d hold you as if he’s afraid you’ll disappear in his arms forever. He only does it when you’re asleep and he knows you will remain asleep.

-He’d give you very detailed and precise compliments at certain times. They’re often random and at interesting times. For example, in the middle of a movie he’ll be deep in thought, his mind a cacophony of fears and semi unwanted attachments, all involving you. He’d say something like:

“You remind me of Dahlias in spring, beautiful and ephemeral as ever.” He won’t elaborate on it much further and will be in his head a lot after he says it because he means it.

-He already has everything set up depending on how your day went, he keeps tabs on you and knows exactly what to do for you in every way.

-Has a playlist of songs that have particular sentences that make him think of you. Doesn't talk about it at all.

-I feel like Dazai would be very distant from you externally but obsessed in his mind. His love would come off in many different displays, such as poking you in the face, kicking your feet under tables, taking your headphones while you’re listening to music so that he can share your taste, your favorite things appearing seemingly out of nowhere.

-He’d hug you every once in a while, and return the hug a little. Not a lot but just enough to feel something for a moment. He doesn't want his emotions to overflow because the feelings already make him a little uncomfortable as it is.

-He yearns for a deeper connection and to feel something but is deeply afraid of it as well, whenever he applies himself a lot or starts to feel as though a big commitment is being made, he may start to feel trapped and close off again, hence why he’ll leave you the things he knows you like but never give it to you straight up. On the off chance that he does give it to you face to face, it's kind of awkward and he hands it to you without acknowledging the intimacy of it. Maybe facing forward, away from you as he deals with the butterflies in his stomach-

Dazai: I.. got you this. hands it to you distantly.

You: Thank you. I love it.

Dazai: quiet momentarily and then smiles a tiny bit. Mhm.

-he’d just feel a little weird about his feelings for the moment.

-The relationship will often feel like a friendship sometimes and Dazai won’t express a lot of what he thinks or feels but there will always be little things he does to remind you.

“Hey hottie.”

“Pretty.”

*leaves notes on the fridge which kind of sound like old cheesy love declarations.*

-Loves, loves, loves how you look in anything and will always express that verbally. “Pretty girl/boy/whomever’ “Ethereal” “Angel”

-If you ever feel conscious about your body, he wont have it and will always make you stand in front of him and spin around while he compliments and hypes you up.

-With that being said, he acts like a girlfriend a lot. “Hey girl.” “No she didnttt.” This probably would have some over exaggerated movements to make you irritated.

-Won't label the relationship but will make it clear what it entails to avoid feeling tied down. He won’t cheat at all and his loyalty would run with you because you help him embrace a vulnerable side of himself. It comes from a fear of finally having something and then getting it taken away from him again so he always feels like it’s safer for him to have one foot out of the door and one foot in.

-He likes head rubs or massages which you can typically lull him to sleep with simply because it makes him feel very safe for once. It makes him feel cared for but it also makes him uneasy simultaneously since he associates feelings of safety and security with pain and abandonment as well.

-He loves to make the closest people to him angry or irritated and it’s because that is all he has ever been around. He thinks the rawest emotions are the negative ones and he associates that with how he cares for people. This is especially apparent for you.

[slicznymartwy]

Slashers reactions to walking in on the GN!Reader masturbating and moaning their name? If you don't take multiple character requests, though, I'd be happy with just Thomas! ^ _^

i LOVED this omg . this is my first thomas x reader i’m posting so i’m glad to start him off this way :3 seriously this was so much fun to write. only included thomas on this one since i made it longer than i planned :p .. maybe its too wordy and not smutty enough im sorry TToTT

°˖✧˚ thomas hewitt x gn!reader saying his name

eyes blinking open blearily, you wake up from your peaceful midday catnap with the feeling of a cool breeze sweeping in from the open windows. the curtains in the hewitt house are old and torn apart but, fluttering in the wind, it almost looked like you were at some fancy resort hotel.

smiling to yourself, you press your face against thomas’ pillow to breathe in his musky scent. if only he had joined you for your nap, then you two could have gotten into some real fun, but you know your man well; when he’s got a working itch in his fingers, he’ll be stuck down there in his basement ‘til he’s satisfied.

you don’t mind it, not when it makes him happy. it’s his passion that attracted you to him back when you two met. his dark determined eyes quickly clued you in - this was a man that acted, a man that took what he wanted and didn’t apologize.

you loved that about tommy, but right now you feel loose and happy like the partner of a rich man, and you want him. you want him so badly. heat stirs between your legs and you roll onto your back, listening acutely for any sounds.

the house is quiet except for the soft thuds managing to crawl up from the basement. keeping your willful ignorance about what he does down there, you instead focus on the fact that you two must have the place all to yourself today.

you sit up and pat your hair back down. it’s a little bit ruined from rubbing against the pillows, but you weren’t winning any beauty contest before that anyways. you feel more of the breeze when you sit up, and it brushes coyly across your bare chest. biting your lip with a smile, you use your sleep-sore muscles to haul a pillow down towards your hips and straddle it.

you start slow, hands bracing yourself forward as your hips rock back against the pillow. already, your breath comes heavier as you imagine your tommy. strong and thick all over, with enough muscles to pick you up and throw you over his shoulder like he was wont to do when he craved you.

the pillow felt nowhere near sturdy enough, but you imagine grinding on his thigh like this, feeling his muscles flex underneath you as he watched. you close your eyes as you pretend, mind swimming with pictures of your big and capable man.

“tommy,” you whisper, picking up your pace as your body reacted to the pleasure you gave yourself. you were relaxed before, but you feel boneless now, like you were made of melted candle wax.

time loses some meaning in your deliriously horny brain. you can barely think beyond the soft cushion between your thighs as you hump against it in a steady rhythm.

you feel like you're floating out of your body: you can recognize your own voice, but you don’t know when you started chanting tommy’s name, and you can hear your orgasm building as your voice gets louder. despite knowing he can't hear you, you're begging him for mercy.

you’re nearly finished when the hairs on the back of your neck suddenly stand. there’s something different in the air, although you can’t pinpoint what, and you open your eyes.

“tommy!” you gasp, because there he stands. his arms hang by his sides as he watches with hauntingly dark eyes.

you feel like he can see straight through you with his gaze, and your hips stop as you cover yourself with your hands. it’s a little bit pointless, since thomas has already seen every inch of you. he’s had you bent over and folded in half so many times that you’re sure he’s got you memorized.

your chest rises and falls visibly as you try to catch your breath, but that seems impossible as he slowly steps into the room. he lumbers forward, his eyes never leaving you.

it's clear that he's just come up from his basement, the way his clothes and apron are stained. he must have heard you, you realize. your cheeks feel red hot at the notion of you hollering his name so loud that he had to come check on you.

he stands in front of you, head ducked down to keep his gaze locked onto your eyes. you feel frozen to the spot, until thomas’ hands reach behind his back to untie his apron. inspired, you hurry to get the pillow out from under you and back to the others, turning away from him while you did. what use was the limp pillow when you had the real thing right in front of you?

you hear thomas toss the apron aside, and you gasp when you feel his warm hand on your ankle. he pulls you down to the foot of the bed easily, sliding on your stomach over the messy sheets.

"thomas," you breathe, looking at him from over your shoulder. he's so massive as he stands over you, but when he puts his heavy hand between your shoulder blades, you get a sense for his gentleness too. you've seen his hands cause so much destruction, but that felt like a different person to the man standing in your shared room.

he doesn't speak, but you don't need him to. he's always proved his adoration to you with his actions. he does the same for his family too, the callouses on his hands prove how hard he works to make them happy. you can feel them scratch pleasantly against your skin as he strokes his hand down your back, until he holds onto your hips with both hands.

"i love you," you say, feeling him press the front of his clothed hips against your ass. he spends the rest of the afternoon showing you how he feels the same.

[ttobiosgf]

see you later alligator…

there are going to be many parts to this omgggg...

context: you and kageyama were together for well over a year in highschool but you’ve both recently graduated. Kageyama is moving to Tokyo for volleyball but you’re staying in Miyagi to get your degree. You two haven’t decided what you’re supposed to do yet…

warnings: fluff, severe angst, smut, cussing, HEART BREAKING

characters: fem-reader, kageyama tobio, maybe some other vb players

the characters in this story are in COLLEGE!!! they are 18+!!!!!

- about a week after graduation-

I wake up around 10am. my mind racing and my eyes stinging from the thought of what I'm about to do. I'm about to go breakup with Kageyama. My boyfriend of 1 year, 4 months, and 17 days. but who’s counting…

I get out of bed and brush my teeth and get dressed. I try to look presentable but there’s no point. I head off to Kageyamas house on my bike. my heart pounding in my ears the whole way there. “fuck, fuck, fuck” is pretty much the only thing going through my head while i bike to his house. and it doesn't get better once I finally get there...

I get off my bike and practically toss it to the ground as i head to the door. knock knock knock. i stand there practically shaking out of my shoes. i want to die the second my beautiful boyfriend, who i love so fucking much, opens the door.

"babe, we need to talk..." i say as i step into the house of my soon to be ex. "yeah... we do need to talk." Kageyama responds with a voice that makes it seem like he was ready for this conversation.

"we still haven't decided what were gonna do when you leave... We need to talk about it." i speak in a quiet voice. i just want to curl up into a ball and die right there in his foyer of his home. i have my hands at my side, fiddling my fingers on the side of my pants, only able to get out a couple words.

"i think... umm i think..." i keep repeating over and over again. "you think what??? spit it out." Kageyama says, getting impatient with my annoying repetition.

"umm i think we... i think we need to end it." fuck. my eyes are instantly hit with a stinging sensation as i finally spit it out.

Kageyamas eyes pop open when i finally say it "w... what the hell do you mean end it?? do you think we're not gonna work out? just because we're long distance?" he says, losing his cool and calm demeanor. his voice cracking slightly.

"well... i know you aren't a big texter. plus you'll be so busy with volleyball and everything else in Tokyo. you wont have time to waste on me." i say, my head hanging low and my voice cracking, same as his.

he steps closer to me and takes my hand in his, "please baby! we can figure something out. we can make it work. I love you." he was terrified at the idea of being apart from me. he doesn't want to let me go.

"you're going to do amazing things in Tokyo. Kageyama please..."

he runs a hand through his hair, visibly stressed and becoming frustrated at my insistence to breakup, "ill make time for you... i can do facetime calls, and- and i can come back to Miyagi to see you."

tears start pricking my eyes and my voice catches in my throat. "please. its what's best for us. for you" the tears in my eyes finally begin their travel down my face. "i love you so god damn much but, you need to find someone better for you. someone who can be at all of your games and who you don't have to travel to see."

Kageyama cant believe that Id think he could find someone better for him than i am. "i don't want someone else. i want you! i don't give a shit if we're apart, ill still think about you... i wont find anyone else, i don't want anyone else."

"we need to go separate ways, we have different lives to live! I'm so sorry" i grab his face with my hands, "i love you so much Tobio I'm so sorry."

he feels tears finding their way out of his eyes. he pulls me into his chest. his grip on me is so tight it feels like he's trying to make sure i never leave him. he presses his forehead against mine. "Why cant we just try... i don't care about the distance. ill do anything, just please don't give up on us." his voice cracks and i can hear his cries getting caught in his throat. i just continue to cry as he holds me.

"it'll only make it worse if we keep trying. it'll hurt more in the end. Just let me go Tobio... let us go..." he pulls away from me as i say this with almost an emotionless look as tears fall from his chin. "so you just want to break up? that's it?" i nod and he scoffs, "just let me ask you one thing y/n... do you still love me?"

"ill always love you Tobio. ill always be there for you but we need to end." i say with a sob falling from my mouth. he looks at me with anger and hurt in his eyes. "you'll always love me, but you're breaking up with me? that's it? just like that." he tosses his hands up and lets out a pained laugh.

i place my hand on his cheek. i can see his urge to keep arguing but he gives up and leans into my palm. "promise me something y/n... promise that even if we aren't together, you'll never get over me. I don't care if you don't want us to be together but dear god please promise you wont find anyone else..."

"i promise..."

-i eventually leave. after many tears, hugs, and "i love you's , and a bitter "good bye".-

four days later, its the day Kageyama is set to leave for Tokyo. i drag myself out of bed and head to the train station to send him off.

i see Kageyama standing at the platform. his eyes slightly red and puffy, same as mine. As i walk up to him he gives me a nod, i can tell he doesn't trust his own voice.

"the train will be here soon, wont it?" i say. he nods and doesn't bother looking at me, he just stares straight ahead at the tracks waiting for the train to arrive. The air is tense between us, it feels heavy, like a rock hanging over us.

"Tobio, talk to me before you leave... please talk to me." he doesn't look down but he eventually responds, "about what? i don't know what to say..."

i cup his face with my hand forcing him to look at me. "don't leave me without saying goodbye." he remains silent but his face tells me everything. I love you y/n, you're the only one i want. i don't want to leave you.

i pull him into a hug as a response to his silent words. "text me when you get there okay? and text me every once in a while and tell me how you're doing?" he listens and says nothing. the tears well up in my eyes again, fuck.

his grip on me tightens and he buries his face in my hair. "i will... ill text you. and call you when i get to my apartment..." he sniffles, "and ill text you everyday. Ill call you every chance i get... ill send you pictures and ill tell you what everything is like..."

i feel the tears become too heavy for my eyes to carry, "text me when you make a new friend. text me when you eat a good meal or when you find a good song. just text me..." just as i finish speaking the train enters the station. "i love you Tobio..."

he lets go of me and looks down at me, "i love you... i love you so so much..." he grabs my face and kisses me.

i close my eyes and just feel his lips on mine. i want to fall into him and stay with him till i die, but he has a train to catch. the train doors open

"good bye Tobio..." he walks towards the train doors and turns back to me once he steps on with his luggage.

"good bye... y/n..." the doors close and the train begins to move. i wave as it slowly moves.

"i love you." i say, knowing he cant hear me.

[nockfellblues]

Integra with a partner who is an artist (painter/ singer/ all around performer) :D

Yes! I’ve always envisioned Integra as a lover of the arts- especially traditional art? She seems like she’d enjoy a peaceful trip to an art gallery or museum. Sorry for the delay on this one, between work, the Summer games showcases and being sick I didnt do much besides veg out whenever i was free this week lmao Anyways! Have some Integra being soft because, dammit, she deserves it 😤

Warnings: None

Integra definitely reworks her entire study so there’s room for her SO to work in the same space as her

Artist!SO will get a whole art corner with a beautiful custom easel and comfy desk space right next to the windows for optimal lighting and an inspiring view- whatever they need to spark and stoke their creative process

Would immediately say no if her SO asked her to model but secretly is super flattered. If they draw or paint her anyways, she’ll pretend to be annoyed but will cherish the hell out of it- They’ll find the work later tucked away in a safe place, framed safely so it wont smudge or crack.

Keeps a portfolio hidden in her desk of sketches her SO deemed not good enough and meant to toss. Alucard and Seras have caught onto this and actively keep an eye out for other loose drawings- they sneak them into her study between paperwork and folders like a fun little surprise. Seras finds her reactions soo sweet- its so hard to not say anything when she sees Integras eyes soften at the half-hearted sketch! So cute!

Integra finds the sounds of sketching comforting- that little scratchy noise as her SO absently hums to themself is like catharsis, especially when she’s dealing with a lot of stress

If her SO is sighing or muttering, having a tough time with conceptualizing something or is going through art block of some kind? She does get a little annoyed with it, but she understands.

Sets her work aside and comes up behind her SO to wrap her arms around their shoulders from behind. “If you sigh at it anymore im going to toss that canvas out the window. What’s the matter, love?” She means this entirely lovingly, but will absolutely do it.

Musician!SO would absolutely have a space in her study too- She’d move offices to a whole different room if the acoustics are good enough, she doesn’t care.

Maybe not the biggest fan of hearing her SO practicing a new peice of complex work- the repetition of practicing the same sections over and over to perfect them would get on her nerves after so long.

“Love, I adore you, but if you play that part one more time i’m going to lose it. Please, play literally anything else.” She means this with the utmost love and care, but hearing the same section over and over is killing her.

Adores when they play free form compositions. Just starting with a generally familiar melody and letting the music develop a life of its own? She could listen to them for hours. She will listen to them for hours.

Definitely will lose track of time listening to them play- Sometimes gets a little too distracted and zones out to the melody when she’s working on a particularly boring bit of paperwork. Before she knows it, its nearly dusk and she’s gotten little to nothing done. Honestly? worth it.

She cherishes her SOs hands so, so much. She knows how much of their passion is dependent on them and how devastating their loss or degradation could be.

In quiet moments Integra will softly trace the callouses on their hands, massaging their palms and wrists, setting a gentle kiss to the back of their knuckles- absolute reverence for the beautiful hands that can create so much that she loves.

Integra being soft with an SO makes my brain go fuzzy- I just want her to be happy dammit 😭

[inarizqkis]

date me? ;; stray kids x ftm! reader

requested once again by the wonderful @shirodleapier <3

warnings! angst, fluffy, stray kids being kids, reactions!!!!!, individual writings for each member, as always nothing physical is specified but reader identifies as male and presents as male :) also some of them (most) the members call reader hyung, but you can change this or think of it as an endearing term instead, it's just casual :) NOT EDITED 😭

request! stray kids x ftm reader. They always thought reader was born a boy. One day they ask reader to date them, and so reader felt the need to tell them he is trans. So like reader coming out to them. Some Angst since reader fears they wont accept him. But also fluff please!

summary! in which reader has nothing to worry about <3

notes! WHEEEW this took a long time to write but it was so fun :) this is in age order, so it starts with chan, and ends with innie. I LOVED WRITING THIS HWVDUAVSJ sorry please send me more requests 🙏🏻

fem aligned dni

reblogs are appreciated! enjoy :)

bang chan:

"wanna go out? with me, i mean." chan asked, nervously, sweating a little bit. he had a crush on you since he first saw you, and maybe he didn't believe it himself until recently. it's not that you weren't attractive, god you were gorgeous. you were like the sun to his moon. chan was a man of action, always getting things done when they needed to be, but around you, he especially wanted to show off.

"ah, about that, i-" you started, and chan got even more nervous, but listened intently, not wanting to interrupt you.

"i need to tell you something. and i really need you to not freak out or hate me." you held his hand gently, and he nodded, confused, gently gripping your hand.

"you know i could never."

you sighed, taking a minute to yourself, before just spitting it out. "i'm not biologically a guy, i.. i was born a girl. it.. took a lot for me to get where i am now, the stares, the hateful comments, dysphoria- and even now, i still get dysphoric. i understand if you don't like me anymore, but-" you rambled, starting to tear up, and chan smiled fondly, before kissing your hand, tearing you away from your thoughts.

"hey, hey it's okay. i understand, and like i said, you could never drive me away from you or make me hate you. all i want is you, even if you come with problems or issues, i'll always be there for you," chan reassured, and you felt a huge weight lift from your chest.

"promise?" you held out your pinky.

"always and forever." chan smiled lovingly, locking his pinky with yours.

lee minho:

"let's go on a date." minho said, and you stiffened, unsure if you heard him right. then again, minho had always been bold around you. he wasn't too different from when he was with his members, but you could tell right away you were never going to get rid of him. like a cat, he was cuddly, kind of quiet, and really liked your attention. the both of you were like two matching puzzle pieces, just.. plus 7 other puzzle pieces, because there was always another member with you both. today however, oddly enough it was only you two alone.

"minho, i need to tell you something first," and alsmost as if on cue, dori, who always cuddled up to you, had jumped up onto your lap. it was almost as if dori noticed your distress, because he started rubbing his head against you.

minho cooed silently, but moved his eyes back to you, furrowing his brows in confusion. "what is it?"

"i'm transgender," you bit your lip nervously, keeping your eyes on dori, who had settled in your lap. "i wasn't born like how i look now. it took a lot of work and effort to get here. if it's too much, i understand why you wouldn't like me anymore."

"jagiya, why would you think i wouldn't like you anymore? i'm not pushed away so easily. even soonie, doongie, and dori love you, probably more than they love me." minho smiled, and stood up, wrapping his arms around you gently, kissing the top of your head, his fingers running through your hair gently.

"i just thought you should know, so if you did react badly, i would be able to get over you faster." you sniffled, laughing softly, wrapping an arm around his waist. you always loved minho's hugs, and honestly they felt safe. he made you feel like you had no problems.

"so, about that date.."

he was home.

seo changbin:

"sunbaenim! let's go get dinner together?" changbin smiled, peeking his head into your dressing room, and you raised your eyebrow. changbin had the fattest crush on you since he saw you perform on the stage after his performance, and he's even collaborated on a song with you once or twice. he loved the fact that you were comfortable being yourself, and were never afraid to show anyone that you weren't easily driven away. he was almost envious of your confidence.

"binnie! you can come in, you know." you smiled. he nodded, and went inside the room, shutting the door gently. you had only half changed out of your stage clothes, and damn the stylist for putting so many accessories on you. you finally took off your shirt, and changbin noticed the light scars on your chest.

"ah, sunbae.. if you don't mind me asking," changbin spoke softly, "what happened there? did you get into an accident?" and you looked down at your chest. you made a face, and gently ran your fingers along the scars.

"ah, these? i'll tell you, but you have to keep it a secret, okay?" you smiled, but internally you were freaking out. how could you let him see these? i mean, better now than later, i guess, but this is less than ideal. you finally got to hear him ask you out, and you forgot to change your shirt first.

changbin nodded, unaware of your internal conflict, and you took a deep breath. "i'm trans. i wasn't born a male, i was born a girl."

"ah, i know someone who is trans too! hyung, have you met..." changbin smiled, and you sighed in relief. changbin didn't judge you, and for that, you definitely swooned. he may as well have stolen your heart, because you knew as soon as he smiled comfortingly, you knew you were in deep. you put your shirt on, listening to him, giving him your own responses.

"changbin-ah, thank you. i was nervous that you wouldn't accept me. i think i really wouldn't have been able to take it if you weren't as understanding as you are." you smiled, offering your hand to help him stand up, and he put his hand into yours. he gently wrapped his arms around you, his face buried into your neck. you weren't tall, but you were taller than changbin.

"you already know me, hyung. i'm weak in the knees for you already. nothing can change the way i feel about you."

you smiled softly, kissing his cheek. "now, what were you saying about dinner earlier?"

hwang hyunjin:

"hyung," hyunjin started, and you turned your head over to him.

"what is it, hyun?"

"do you.. are you single?" hyunjin asked, somewhat bluntly. hyunjin was usually straight to the point, but you had a feeling this was nerve-wracking for him, and it was.

"yeah, i'm single. why do you ask?" you raised a brow slightly, and hyunjin flushed a bit, avoiding your eyes.

"well, it's just.. i like you. i understand if you don't like me back, but i just wanted you to know." hyunjin kept his gaze on his hands, and your breath hitched. you wish that at this moment that at least chan was home, but he and changbin were out at the gym, whilst you and hyunjin had opted to stay home.

"hyunjin, i.. i need to tell you something." you pursed your lips, and hyunjin visibly slouched, ready to get rejected, and he simply looked away.

"if you don't feel the same, i get it. i'm not your type, right? you're not interested in guys, are you?" hyunjin had asked, biting his lip as he kept his gaze onto the floor, holding back tears.

"that's not it! i.. i really like you, but i need you to know something about me. i'm transgender," you blurted, and trailed off softly, picking at your fingers nervously. "i just.. thought you should know.."

hyunjin put his hand over yours, and offered you a small smile. "hyung-ah, you're very brave for telling me. thank you for being you."

"you.. you still like me after..?" hyunjin nodded, smiling a toothy grin, before tackling you gently, wrapping his arms around you as he layed on your chest.

"you're my favorite hyung, y'know. nothing could make me stay away from you. i'm proud of you for having the courage to tell me this." hyunjin murmured, his face buried into your neck, before he leaned up and kissed your jaw gently.

"hyunjin-ah, thank you." you smiled, wrapping your arms around him, and he settled onto your chest, listening to your heartbeat.

han jisung:

"hyung-ah, do you have a boyfriend?" jisung had a crush on you, and didn't know howto ask you out, so he kept practicing to himself in his bedroom. he shook his head, "ah, no that was too direct. hm..."

"jisung-ah, can i come in?" jisung PANICKED. he looked around his room, and shook his head, thinking you could see him, and facepalmed, before tidying up a bit, throwing clothes into the laundry hamper.

"ah, one sec, hyung! don't come in, i'm... naked?" jisung had told you, although it sounded more like a question, and you nodded nonetheless, moreso to yourself.

"okay. i'll just wait outside the door. with this fried chicken i bought for you." you teased. you knew he couldn't resist, since he had just gotten off of a diet where he wasn't allowed to eat fried foods. jisung's eyes widened and he dropped everything and went to the door, takibg a second to catch his breath, before opening the door, smiling.

"you said chicken? marry me, hyung." jisung said, and you swear he had heart eyes for you in that moment. jisung flushed, not meaning to tell you that, and quickly tried to save himself.

"i mean, not yet, anyway, i have to at least take you out on a date first and then we can get married if it goes well for a long time but-" jisung covered his mouth, his eyes wide as he just stared at you in embarrassment. your eyes were slightly widened, as you blinked, unsure of what jisung was rambling about. all you had heard was 'date' and it excited you but also freaked you out a bit too.

jisung whispered, albeit a bit muffled, "too much?" you shook your head, slowly processing what he said, and simply handed him the chicken, blinking in disbelief.

"wait, so you aren't against going on a date with me?" jisung realized after a moment, smiling, looking at you. you shook your head, you honestly had no problem with it.

"no, actually.. except i need to tell you something first." you had said, and jisung immediately felt nervous. he almost wanted to cry and he didn't know if it was out of happiness or confusion, but he simply tilted his head, urging you to go on.

"i'm.. i was born a girl. but i don't identify as one anymore." your voice cracked at the end, as you attempted to blink away your growing tears, unable to look at jisung in fear that he had a disgusted look on his face. jisung groaned, almost relieved, but proud that you had the courage to tell him this.

"ah, hyung! you know i'm okay with that, you scared me! i thought you were gonna say something else!" jisung scolded, pulling you into a hug, kissing your cheek gently, and you laughed, your voice raspy from almost crying

"i just thought it was better that you knew, sung. thank you for accepting me." you mumbled, burying your face into the crook of his neck. he giggled softly, feeling your hair tickle his neck, but simply nodded.

"of course, hyung," jisung grinned, before guiding you into his room. "let's eat before it gets cold, yeah?"

lee felix:

"pretty boy, let's bake together? i promise to let you have the first taste of the batter." felix grinned, clinging onto you, his arms around your waist. felix was always flirty with you, and you honestly hoped it was because he liked you, but he was like this with the other members, too.

"sure!" you agreed, grinning back softly. you had asked what he wanted to bake, and he simply chirped out, 'cake!' so you decided to help him bake the cake.

after about two hours and your promised first taste of the batter, you finally finished the cake that felix had wanted to bake. when he was frosting it, he wanted it to be a surprise, so he made you sit in the living room. he called you back in after 30 minutes, and you looked at the cake in awe. he had decorated the cake really prettily, with all kinds of purples, greens, and pinks. he had made two frogs on the same lily pad, and what you noticed the most was the writing he had neatly frosted underneath them.

'be my boyfriend?' it had read, and you looked over at him, as he smiled nervously. "so...?"

"lix, i-" you had begun, unsure of what to say. of course you wanted to be his boyfriend, but what would he say once he's found out? obviously he won't freak out over it, but some people don't date trans men. that was your biggest worry, is that you'll push him away from you, and your friendship would never be the same.

felix was freaking out, you had this constipated look on your face, and he was checking his pulse right about now. yup, his heart was beating really fast, and he was afraid he scared you off. he thought you felt the same way, but hey, if you reject him, at least he gets to eat his sadness away with the cake.

"hyung..?" you snapped out of your thoughts, looking into felix's eyes. "if you don't feel the same-"

"no, i do! it's just.. i haven't been completely honest with you. about me. i know you wont freak out about itandhatemebutidon'twantthingstochangesoi'mreallyscaredyouwon'tlikemeanymoreandi-" felix covered your mouth, stopping you from rambling any further. he smiled reassuringly at you, also feeling a bit of relief at the fact that you liked him back, and that he wouldn't have to eat this cake by himself.

"hyung, it's okay. calm down. slowly, okay?" felix said, uncovering your mouth and fixing your hair.

you nodded, sighing, before taking a deep breathe. "i'm trans. i wasn't born a male." you finally spit it out, and felix nodded, understandingly.

"it's okay, you're still and always will be my pretty boy." felix was such an understanding and caring person. your lips quirked up into a smile, and you grinned, burying your face into his neck, pulling him into a hug, your arms wrapped around his waist.

"thank you, lix."

kim seungmin:

"hyung, wanna go out together?" seungmin walked into your room, not bothering to knock on the door. he already knew you were fine with it, anyways. you looked up from your canvas, and saw seungmin shyly looking away, and you could already tell this time was different.

"seung-ie, what'd you have in mind?" you asked, and he simply looked away, face flushed as he mumbled words of encouragement to himself, before telling you where he wanted to go.

"namsan tower..? i wanted to go and put our own locks together." seungmin replied nervously, and your eyes widened slightly in surprise.

"like- like a date?" you tilted your head softly, and he looked at you hopefully, nodding.

"yeah, like.. like a date.. it's okay if you don't wanna go with me-"

"no! no i wanna go, it's just.. i didn't tell you something, and i was really hoping that i wouldn't have to tell you because i was scared it would change the way you see me.." you explained, and seungmin tilted his head. if you weren't so anxious at the moment, you would've cooed because of how much he reminded you of a puppy.

"seungmin-ah, i'm a trans male," you spoke, after a moment, and you swear you could hear your heart beating in your ears. seungmin blinked, somewhat in shock, and you bit your lip, not wanting to freak out or anything too soon, but the silence was killing you. "if, if it's too much, i can give you a minute-"

"no! no i just.. you're so handsome, i had to soak it all in for a minute. you're really pretty, like extremely good looking." and with seungmin's words you knew he understood, he just didn't know how to express it otherwise.

"...so, namsan tower it is?" you smiled, and seungmin nodded, taking your hand in his. you felt him shiver, your hands had always been warm, while his hands were always cold, even if he wasn't.

yang jeongin:

"wanna go to a cafe with me?" jeongin asked, showing you the picture on his phone, and you noticed it was a couples cafe. he tilted his head, looking at you, seemingly unaware of your inner conflicts. you want to go with him, but you had yet to come out to him. you don't wanna hide something that big from him, because what if he wasn't okay with it?

"innie, you know it's a popular couples cafe, right?" you played it safe. maybe he didn't know, and wanted to just go and get coffee. it wasn't unusual for the both of you to go and get coffee together, but this might've been different.

"mhm! there's a first date discount too, by the way." jeongin mentioned, smiling softly, and you had the urge to poke his dimples, but stopped yourself from doing so.

"ah, i see.. are you wanting to go for the discount..?" you asked, and he shrugged.

"eh, for the discount, and i want to take you out on a date. there's really good strawberry shortcake here, i've heard." jeongin completely blew past the part where he had basically asked you out on a date, and you felt yourself heat up, your back stiffening. you sat up on the couch, and looked over at him.

"i need to come out with something.. i haven't told you this because i didn't know how you'd react.." you began, and jeongin immediately thought it was bad. had he gone too far? maybe you were already in a relationship? did you not like him the same way he liked you? were you straight? god he hoped he hadn't messed up everything.

"what is it?... is it something bad?" jeongin asked, and you felt your heart crack a bit, with the way his eyes showed you everything.

"no! no it's nothing like that, i.. i just need to tell you before anything, okay?" he nodded.

"i'm transgender. i wasn't born the way i am now. i just.. i really wanted you to know." you said, and jeongin let out a breath he didn't know he was holding in.

"hyung.. you were always like this. maybe not physically, but you were meant to be a man. i still like you, if you're worried about things like that. you can't get rid of me easily." jeongin grinned, and you hugged him, to which he returned.

"thanks, innie. for being a good person," you murmured, and he laughed softly, running his hand through your hair reassuringly, before kissing the tip of your nose gently.

"thank you, hyung. for being who you are." jeongin replied, smiling, holding your face gently.

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[lifmera]

Hello! I would like to request a Hazbin match up!

•my name is Angel and I go by she/they, I’m pansexual and I don’t have a preference!

•I’m 5’8 and tower over all my friends (and I hit my head a lot but we don’t speak of that)

•I collect bones of all different kinds of animals! I find them quite beautiful :)

•if I were to try to describe my aesthetic it would be witchy Victorian jester vibes (I have a red Victorian skirt that I absolutely adore!)

•people think I’m funny but in reality I’m just mean :))

•I don’t take crap from anyone and I will call people out if they do me or my friends wrong (yet I’m still too scared to order my own food)

•I draw a lot and one of my love languages is drawing on people’s hands!

•I am a huge bookworm too and I’m currently reading the acotar series!

•I’m pretty introverted, but I will take charge and be “extroverted” when needed (for some reason teachers always assigned me as a leader-)

•I have a resting bitch face and I always look pissed (I promise I’m not, I’m just not making an effort to look friendly!)

I hope that was enough information for you!!

~Angel <3

HI HUN!! I SAW YOUR LIKES !! YOU ARE A SWEETIE!

I’ve decided to match you up with …. ALASTOR!

He’d probably still tower over you- but he’s definitely impressed by your height.

He would LOVE your animal bone collection. Probably for different reasons- but he’d definitely be intrigued by it and want to learn more!!

He would LOVE the victorian style. (So do I.) he’d probably introduce you to Rosie cause of it too. It caused you to become best friends with her!! You both totally gossip about him.

I think he’d like it if you were mean. He doesn’t really laugh much, unless they are dad jokes. And… hah… so funny… old ass..

He loves that you can stand up for yourself. Although he LOVES to kill- he probably would feel like its a burden to do. Similarly to Mimzy.

Since Alastor isn’t huge on physical touch, I honestly think he’d be okay with it. I also think he wears gloves though, so he might hide them. But he might not if it makes you happy!

Honestly I see Alastor as a huge bookworm too. I think he’d love more horror-y graphic stories though. Probably shit about dismemberment.

I think he’d also prefer someone introverted. Someone who can keep to themselves. Although he loves charlie- that is also partly because she is lucifers daughter after all. I think for romantic stuff he’d like someone more quiet.

I think he’d also like someone with an rbf!! It shows people that they wont mess with you, and then they’ll have to deal with him.

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THIS WAS ENOUGH LOVE!!

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cryo stuff/personality details (for my ut au) (it would be really cool if you would take a look...,,,,,)

OKAY YAPPING TIME YOU HAVE ENTERED THE YAPPING ZONE.

(I will be referring to cannon sans as "classic" in this post) Cryo is quite a bit different from Classic; hes a lot more withdrawn and quiet. He's not one to joke a lot, and he doesn't smile without a good reason. He's sorta forgotten how to talk or interact with people, because he was isolated for so long and changed so drastically by the gem (both physically and mentally). Despite this, Cryo still tries to have a faint smile when speaking to others. Hes unaccustomed to lots of constant/sudden noise after being alone for so long, so now it freaks him out. Cryo's got a lot of little nervous habits now that are TOTALLY not me projecting onto him even more, psshhh who would do that- He bounces his leg when sitting, and when standing he always stands with his hands together palms up. Either behind his back or in front of himself. Cryo can have little moments of disassociation where he just stands there frozen, not doing or saying anything with a blank expression. Then he shakes himself out of it, and refuses to talk about it (He doesn't like that he just zones out without knowing how long he zoned out for. It scares him.) He grabs the gem when he feels threatened, because it activates the energy inside faster allowing him to react to attacks as soon as possible. Related to that, he has somniphobia. Because the gem caused him to fall asleep for almost a year while it healed him and sometimes still makes him sleep for irregularly long amounts of time, Cryo has a constant fear that he will fall asleep one day and he wont wake up. Time also passes differently for him while he's asleep, so its very jarring to him whenever he just means to sleep for a short time and ends up sleeping the whole day. To Cryo he just went to sleep for a few minutes. It scares the living hell out of him. He's good under stress until people around him start freaking out. Then he gets annoyed, and freaks out himself. He doesn't get mad frequently, but when he does the gem only amplifies it and makes him more mad. For some reason this STUPID ASS ROCK sometimes just turns emotions up to eleven and it sucks (Cryo speechbubble here). Hes got really weird rituals that he does for different little things. Again, from the isolation. example: Sundays are cleaning days. if you try to make him clean on a day other than sunday, his honest response is: "Cleaning??? but it's not cleaning day??? cleaning day is sunday. I dont care if something is on fire. cleaning day is sunday." He had to keep schedule like that when he was on his own, or the days blending together would drive him insane. When he's sitting, he often hugs a pillow or other soft object to his chest while hes got that SHRIMP POSTURE FR!!!!!!!!! okay i think ive yapped enough for one day

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facial dysmorphia comfort spot x reader

maybe maybe

Spot w/ an S/O who has facial dysmorphia

Okokokok two things!!

One I am once again so sorry for taking so long for getting to your ask 😭😭 same goes for everyone else who sent in requests <\3 but I got nothing going on tonight so I'll likely be knocking out asks throughout tonight!!

Second!!

Bit personal but I really didnt know there was dysmorphia that's centered around faces :0 I thought it was just body dysmorphia; and this ask kinda

Made me feel things

Not necessarily bad things but like

"Oh that's a hyper specific version of me" as someone with body dysmorphia that's very. Face centered

🧍‍♂️

Anywahs

Eeerm yeah!!

With all that being said some of this might dip into my personal experience with body dysmorphia <\3

Actually it kinda dips into a lot

It's the self projection for me

Not proofread we die like peter parker

He gets it

Kinda?

Sorta?

I mean it's not a 1:1 but

Close enough...?

I think he may have also had similar issues precollider tbh, like when he said "oh I used to be handsome by scientist standards" sounded... backhanded..

Anyways

Not the most attentive, he wont immediately catch your mood souring if you two are out and about; but he does eventually catch on if you're quiet or fidgeting

Offers you things you can fidget with to keep your hands busy; from small stress toys to rubber bands, to keep your hands busy

I know everyones different but again, self projection here

Helps especially if you mess with/tug your hair into place or pick your face at any perceived flaws

"Look at me dont look at them," when he notices you start comparing yourself to others when you're both out

Probably steps in front of you, if you're walking hes walking backwards to keep him in your view

He falls over/hj

Ah yes the mirror

Frowns

Another thing that spot would personally relate too; I believe I've mentioned somewhere in a different hc post that he tends to just

Stare and talk down to his reflection, post collider

It's a habit he probably had precollider too, but instead of his lack of face he's scrutinizing the moles and beauty marks

He never really liked his spots

But aside from sympathy when he sees you do the same he also feels

Hurt

Is this how he makes you feel when he does the same thing?

It's weird for him to be on the other end; watching you pick at your skin or teeth, sizing up every curve and crevice

He doesnt want to just go up to you and pull you away from the mirror or upright tell you to stop; nono that doesnt feel right.. it feels too.. forceful, accusatory... he doesn't want to make things worse

He'll probably try to subtly bring your attention in another direction; be it asking you what the plans for that night are, or asking for some affection

The most bold he'll get is walking up to you and gently bopping his face against you

He does his research, hes a scientist afterall

He makes sure that your shared home is a safe place to retreat to at the end of the day; his protective side outright banning anything that could potentially trigger your dysmorphia, doesn't matter what it is he's just not going to let it through the door

He never ever wants you to feel like your experiences are less than; whenever he notices a day is particularly hard hes immediately dropping everything to help and/or distract and/or comfort you

Listens diligently to what you need

He probably keeps a little notebook somewhere with notes scribbled down, along with things he knows you like and bring security

You both have feeling sessions; you both just sit down and talk, about anything really

Not necessarily vents but also not necessarily not vent but

You know

God forbid anyone ever makes you feel bad about himself

He would never... kill anyone (attempting to off miles dad aside!! I write these like. Imagining it's the time between the movies :0) but boy does he get thoughts

Literally just

Spawns a hole under them and sends them to god knows where

If you've got anything to help it, like say therapy or medications he'll make sure you keep a consistent and steady schedule with it

Insists on taking you to therapy himself

Via holes, of course

"Wait wait wait I think... I got it this time-!"

Proceeds to accidentally send yall to the top of some random building somewhere

VERY persistent about any meds, almost gets naggy with it

This is the same with any other stuff you may or may not take; other meds, vitamins, antibiotics, ect ect ect

Spot is more or less kind of. ..

I dont wanna say hes a mother hen, but asides from revenge, the thing he wants most is for you to be happy and healthy

It also kinda offers himself some reflection, because again he carries/used to carry similar behaviors; whether he had dysmorphia or not, he can see himself in you and it

Hurts

As a side note you notice his frequency in the bad self talk lowers

Gives off that "do it for her" simpsons meme, but its spot having a board of you

Figurative board of course

Maybe

I can kinda see him having some version of it actually

He just wants you to know that he loves you so so so much. He thinks himself to be the luckiest man in the world; hell in the entire multiverse, as cheesy as it sounds. Despite everything hes been through and going through, he still managed to get someone like you by his side. You give him clarity in his whirlwind of a life and he wants to let you know how grateful he is for your existence

Anyways

Yeah I dont know where I was going with this post and hcs I kinda just let my feelings and experiences talk here so <\3 normally I like to keep things like this vague so others can hopefully relate easier but

Man this topic got me

But

Yeah

I hope this is alright !! It's not often I write stuff with this sort of topic matter so I'm a lil rusty <\3