#i'm sitting here like 'what quirky fun things can i talk about in the tags' but i have no quirky fun only nothingness

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🖊️ 🖊️ 🖊️ 🖊️ feed me with loooooooore !!!

it's four pens, so I assume it's for the four boys.

Hm what to tell you, that you possibly do not know yet? xD

I have something to tell about Thyjs but gushing about this would be wrong so I sit and think right now for something else as a post with a ptsd topic will be for another post.

hmm…

What I love about Thyjs is when I imagine him talking, he always has his Dutch accent somehow. Like he can talk and understand English perfectly, but still a lot of words he speaks with Dutch accent and because he is not used to talk all English only, he throws in Dutch words as well. With Ryder around he can do that because Ry as a German might understand him easily but I imagine Vijay, Jay, Arki and others just looking at him stupid having trouble to follow/understand. Idk, I find it extremely funny when I imagine it.

I do headcanon as well that Thyjs, since he's mostly well reserved and talks less when with the squad, he may sound a little quirky when he actually says something that is supposed to be funny since he's not used to showing lots of emotions (yet) as he shut them down during his Militech career which has to do with the mentioned ptsd together with some emotional numbness he has experienced during his soldier career. He has yet to relearn it.

Ryder – seriously – him existing is all I need. <3

My little precious pixel boy. Writing his backstory made me love him more and more. And I'm so happy that so many here on tblr like him, too! Because I feared he would not be liked as he comes in black and looks often frightening (I know some people have had respect and were also scared of me in a way bc they told me xD) But I've read so many tags he's a favorite amongst other ocs they like and that makes me super happy and also very proud.

What else can I tell?

Ryder likes to take fashion-like pics. He's done it in the past (together with the BD stuff) and loves to pose in front of a camera (even though he has problems talking to strangers and forming bonds/relationships). When he can pose in cool (or naughty) clothings he feels different and somehow he loves the attention for that moment he’s got. I can imagine if he didn't become a merc (and wouldn't have his problem called BEAST) he would have become a model for dark fashion. So if you are in need of a model for dark clothes, give Ryder a call! :D

Ryder collects 'useless' things. Like things that are just maximal for decoration. He's got a huge collection of various gemstones and crystals. Some he placed around in his apartment. He also has a beer collection of unopened bottles from all over the world. Totally useless as he doesn’t drink them. They are all banned in a cupboard because they took too much room on visible shelves as Ryder needs to have everything ordinary.

I like to headcanon, that Thyjs is a little careless about his own stuff so he won't place his shoes where they belong after taking them off, leave his clothes in the bathroom on the counter or hung lose over a chair. His cartridges and ammunition boxes often stand on the couch table and I see Ryder always cleaning up behind him as he cannot stand to see the things where they do not belong. So once Thyjs is away or in the shower Ryder turns into a cleaning machine and Thyjs will never find his stuff again so he's got to ask Ryder later. I imagine they might get into a little argue here and then but nothing wild. Thyjs just accepts Ryder’s compulsion as Ry is super stubborn anyways and after all this is still his apartment (but they do share the rent once it’s decided Thyjs stays).

Sometimes however Ryder may have enough and tell Thyjs a little grumpy that Thyjs should clean e.g. the dishes when Thyjs starts his "Talk dirty to me, lekker ding!"

Jaysen likes to klep things from his friends just for fun, to watch them search for it all day long amuses him to no end just to go in like it "Hey I think I've found what you searchin' for?" x) Like when Enzo lost a tool to work on his car and swears he's placed it there but cannot find it – first few times he may never assume Jay could have taken it on purpose. But the more Jay does it, Enzo will see through that I assume x).

Anyways, what I want to say with it, is that Jaysen likes to do mischief amongst his friends and he often doesn't care if they find it funny or not (most of the time it is the latter). He will always be the little devil in the squad causing mayhem and bring the team trouble but Vijay will remind him not to do this and that, but then Jay will be like "I do not take orders by my little brother!" and laugh. Vijay doesn't take this of course. It can end in them fighting for who is stronger, while the others just watch and one of them says "siblings …"

It definitely feels weird at first having 'a brother' for real for both of them. Jay knew about Vijay, V not but yet still it felt weird from the moment they saw each other as they are identical twins. You can just very well distinguish because they do have different optics and cyberware and Vijay chose to have a beard. But in the past Vijay looked exactly like Jaysen minus the optics and eye cyberware. If Vijay didn’t have his accident getting him the artificial thyroid Jay and V would even sound almost the same when speaking.

Vijay was studying Marine Biology at NC's university for the first two years, as he intended to go back to his hometown afterwards to help maintain sea life in the ocean near Monterey, that is currently the only place left where you can still see animals in the ocean or in the aquarium because the bay is under a special protection project in the process to regain some animals as well.* The city has a huge storage with every sea animal's DNA to revive and clone.

I just love the thought of Vijay being a marine biologist, helping the best he can to revive the sealife and keep it alive in the rare places that aren't polluted, yes. If he didn't went to be a merc he would definitely do that – dedicate his whole life to this, even risk his life and still would make use of his netrunning skills as I see him being able to hack whaling/fishing ships to make them immovable so they can enter it and capture the gonks who e.g. catch sharks just to cut their fins off.

Vijay is also very sensible about the topic of eating fish in general. And he hates literally everyone who supports shark finning just by eating shark fin soup. Do not dare to mess with him on those topics – you will lose, no matter if he would do that job or not. He's read himself into it all and is an expert since it is one of his 'free time' activities to still educate himself about this and he gives a lot of his earned money to the Aquarium and other animal rescue facilities so they can continue on with the goal to revive extinct species because that aquarium is not for tourists anymore as it used to be (in our real life).**

*This is my very own headcanon as I know almost all sea life seems to have gone extinct but I refuse to accept this, even sharks didn't die in my canon, sorry not sorry.

**I stood in front of it and wanted to visit it but didn't have enough time as I had only one day to explore Monterey and the area around by bike. I would still visit it even though I am not a fan of zoos and aquariums anymore (Tokyo zoo opened my eyes a few years back) and do not support it. But I'm still curious how they keep the animals there and how big the tanks are. I mean they will never be appropriate as appropriate for wild animals is only liberty. But I want to have a final comparison to European and Asian zoos/aquariums. So I would still visit that one. And then watch and learn/study how the animals behave in their tanks and cages.

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Hasan and Declan - 9

Series masterlist

Content warnings: mention of water torture, recorded whump, and caning. dubcon touching of wounds, forced cleaning, light tiktok usage and inspiration, niche video game topics.

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I had to split up the audio file for this chapter so click here for (RECORDING PART 2)

Previously…

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“You’ve got half an hour. Spend it however you like, but after that, you’re going to get this blood out of the carpet before it stains.”

Declan stifled a groan, instead opting for a heavy sigh as he laid his head on its side. The blood still pooling in his nose dripped slowly to the ground.

“You need anything before I settle down?” Hasan asked, waving at him for his attention. “I’ve got plenty of beverage choices here. Stain remover, another bottle of chemicals, water…”

“Please…” His tongue felt heavy, and his nose was hard to breathe through.

“Chemicals, you said? Coming right up!” What the fuck.

“W-water!” 

“You really can’t take a joke, hm?” Hasan laughed, bringing over a bottle of water and tilting his chin back. 

“No!” Declan flinched violently. The last thing he needed was further harassment of his recent trauma.

“I’ll leave it right next to you, but you’ve got to tell me that’s what you want, darling.”

“Please, I’ll drink it myself,” he groaned, watching the water bottle touch the ground before Hasan retreated.

He painstakingly propped himself up on his elbow as the bastard flopped effortlessly into an armchair a few feet away. Each shift agitated the welts on his back. A shaking hand brought the bottle to his mouth, a sweet, cold stream of water pouring as steadily as he could. 

Declan closed his mouth, breathing in what air he could from his nose, and swallowed. His throat was beyond sore, and he felt a shiver rush down his spine, but it was good. His body begged for it, even as intuition only remembered suffering.

A few more sips would have to satiate him, because his arms refused to hold him up any longer. 

He kept eyes on Hasan, scrolling through their phone. Short snippets of songs and voice clips came through the speaker, but soon one came that made their face light up.

“Oh, would you look at that!” They glanced at Declan, then turned around the screen so he could see. “That’s McQuinn!”

A quiff of generic brown hair stood out on the screen, but a particular pair of red sunglasses sparked the recognition in Declan’s mind.

“...isn’t that the guy who cosplays Lightning McQueen?” What a strangely familiar face to see in a place like this.

“He was!”

“Damn, why’d he stop? I haven’t seen him on my for you page in a bit…” He allowed himself to reminisce, like his TikTok for you page was something he’d be able to see any time soon.

“Well… do you remember the man I picked up for my friend?” Hasan grinned.

The faint smile over his face dropped and Declan’s eyes went wide. Shot right back down to reality.

“No…”

“Hell yeah! He’s in Adela’s basement as we speak!” Hasan exclaimed, swiping through their phone and turning it back around to show the same man, frightened, bound, and gagged in a wooden crate.

“Oh my god. Oh my god.”

“It’s not-”

“You’re a freak!” Declan shouted. There was no reasoning or excuse that could make this okay.

“Do we really need to go over that again? This can’t possibly come as a surprise to you.”

He sighed into the carpet, already starting to smell of iron. Or maybe that was his nose. Soft twitches of his face kept disturbing it.

“Ooh, but speaking of captives’ social media…” Hasan leaned back, and Declan already knew what he was searching up. “Out of three Declan Labelles on Instagram—I looked at your ID—only one of them has a trans flag in his bio, fifty-one followers, and of course, those iconic blue bangs. But there’s only one problem! Some silly thing decided to keep his account private~!”

“Fuck off- hey!” They grabbed his hand and pressed his thumb to the scanner of a phone they’d just whipped out of their pocket. Hasan fist pumped when it unlocked, and Declan only realized it was his phone when it was in Hasan’s hands. 

“There we go... I already stripped all communication, location, or cellular capabilities so we don’t have to worry about anyone finding you, but I’m keeping it active on my internet for situations like this! Now, if you don’t mind, I’ll enter my fingerprint in here.”

Declan was already lost in his head as they did that, because if they found his Instagram they could see his linktree, and if they could see his linktree they found-

“But that’s not the main attraction, of course. You didn’t tell me you’re a streamer!”

“You didn’t fucking ask,” he grunted. 

“Beside the point. I’ve refrained from snooping around too awful much, but I’ve gathered you’re a video game speedrunner?” Hasan asked.

“Surprised you know what that means.”

“They’re nice background noise sometimes. Not that I could ever perform those glitches myself.”

“Cool.” Great. Something else for his captor to ruin.

He heard his own voice coming from the speaker, laughing and wheezing over a corrupted file. It cut out and was replaced by the celebration of his most recent personal best, only a week ago. Hearing his own laugh, so unaware of what was to come, made his breath catch in his throat.

“Turn that off,” he pleaded weakly.

“Come on, I’d like to get to know you!”

“I’m right here. Talk to me.” Declan rolled his eyes.

“We both know this isn’t the real you. You’re angry and hurt, and some may call that one’s true colors, but Declan isn’t this miserable thing at his core,” Hasan said, giving him the grossest pitying look.

“Stop torturing me and I might let you have a glimpse.”

“Goodness, isn’t somebody extreme!” They put a hand over their chest and pulled back.

“Asking to not be torn apart is a reasonable request, I think!”

“Here, here’s an archive video on your YouTube. Listen to this.” His own voice came through the speaker once again, over a music track.

“...and we’re live…? Woo, we’re live! Alright, uh, hey all, I’m Cy or Cybermen, my pronouns are he/him, and today I’m gonna show off a run of Donkey Kong Barrel Blast!” The audio paused, and Hasan turned back to him.

“See what I mean? So much brighter, more alive. Though, playing a game that uses a pair of bongos as controllers.”

“Like I said, you could have that for the low, low price of-”

“-not hurting you, and letting you go home, reimbursing you for this inconvenience, and disappearing off the face of the earth, of course, of course. Because you’re only here so I can experience your joy,”

“Shut up, you fucking sadist!” Declan grit his teeth to keep something more desperate from coming out.

“Mmmh, no, thank you. Just sit down and listen for a while.”

They hit play on the video again, watching along as Declan started the game, commentating on exploits and difficulties of individual levels. Listening to something so separated from his current self was a very strange experience. He tried to find comfort in the familiarity and success. That had been a particularly good run, especially considering how nervous he’d been about performing it in front of a large audience.

Declan had settled into the situation when a ding interrupted the video, and Hasan clicked on it.

“Oh my, looks like Lee had plenty to say about that video!” they smiled, opening the message instead. “Lee’s my boyfriend, by the way.” 

Yes. He’d gathered that from the context. Hasan adopted a slightly more American accent and read it off.

“Babe you know I never questioned you for a second, but he’s perfect. Those noises, mmmmm and he took it well for a first timer. Nice even lines down his back too. If I didn’t know you, I might think you’re more experienced.

“I’m so proud of how you handled that little escape attempt. You’re doing such a good job already and I can’t wait to be with you again.

“Please keep a proper eye on him though. I’d truly hate for any punishment to come to you, be it at my hands or the law’s.”

Oh, gross. That was gross. Hearing himself talked about like he wasn’t even there, which he didn’t have to be if Hasan didn’t read that out… and talked about like that. Like he was there to look good for them, like Hasan was the person in the right here, like any of this nightmare was reason to praise the instigator.

Declan didn’t say anything.

“I must say, I have to agree,” Hasan said.

“Good, because I wasn’t entirely sure if you were a creep yet.” Delcan sighed, knowing the insult wasn’t worth shit. He glanced up and the bastard was visibly blushing. They really were deprived.

“Mmhmm,” Hasan nodded absentmindedly, ticked out a text back, paused, and held the phone up. “Say cheese.”

“I’m lactose intolerant,” he muttered to the carpet.

“Close enough. You look cute by the way.”

“No wonder my last relationship didn’t work out. I wasn’t covered in blood.”

“Which means this one will inevitably last now that we understand the issue,” they finished, effortlessly, and Declan didn’t want to muster up the energy or effort to do more than roll his eyes. “Hey, Adela sent a heart of approval! The rest of the chat seems very excited as well.”

“I thought that was just for Lee.”

“Eh, spread the wealth and all that,” they waved him off, unpausing the speedrun video.

And it was right back to listening to game sounds and commentary. Like that wasn’t incredibly violating and invasive. Goddd and it was probably his fault too for saying how much it bothered him. Idiot!

Eventually, Hasan paused it once again.

“Alright. What do you say about cleaning that carpet now?”

“I say I feel like I’m gonna pass out,” Declan groaned.

“And if I offer you two granola bars in return for doing it?”

“You’re a dick.”

Hasan pretended to think for a moment.

“I can bump it up to three.” It sounded like a game show offer.

“You’re gonna make me do it anyway.”

“But I’m being so generous!” Yep, just as generous as those scammy hosts.

“Help me up.”

“That’ll cost you a granola bar.” Declan desperately wished he could switch the channel of his life.

“And if I ask you to do it without hurting me?” He was too tired to care that his question was a stupid one. Not too tired not to internally acknowledge it, though.

“Two.”

“Hurt me, then.” He kept his expression carefully flat, but Hasan lit up.

“Wow, those are certainly not words I expected to hear from you today!”

“Splendid. Brilliant. Get off your ass.”

“Goodness, not if you’re going to keep pretending these are commands for you to give. Ask me, and I’ll see how I want to answer.”

“Hey Hasan, do you wanna help me get up?” he asked flatly.

“Aww sure, Dec, I’d be glad to!”

They stood and approached him, sneering at the bloody carpet before straddling the small of Declan’s back.

“Ow, fuck-!”

“You signed up for this. No complaints.” Hands slid under his shoulders and pulled him up. They came together, shifting all of the welts across them, and Declan cried out.

“I didn’t- aaaagh! I didn’t say I’d take it well!”

“Just scream then. That’s more than enough for me. Now put your elbows under you before I drop your torso to the ground.”

Declan did, and once they’d gotten up, he tried to pull his knees under him too. Hasan helped. They lifted his hips. 

“Alright, that’s enough. You’ve done your granola bar’s worth of work,” he shooed them away.

“That I have. Are you sure you’ll be able to get this done?”

“You’re the one who beat me up and then told me I had to.”

“Sue me for caring,” Hasan held up their hands, but they couldn’t commit to the act.

“You’re concerned about your precious carpet. Not me.”

“And you’re the one taking care of it.” They didn’t deny his statement.

“Am I done after this?” 

“If I say yes, will you get on with it?”

“I reserve the right to wonder why I bothered asking,” Declan groaned.

“If you’re craving motivation, I can offer to step on you in the next five seconds if you don’t grab the stain remover.”

“Consider it done.” Declan waved a hand whimsically and reached over to the spray bottle. He sat on his heels to read the instructions on the back. “Spray on the area enough to soak it through. Rub in, and wait five minutes. Then, blot dry with a towel until the stain is no longer visible.”

“Read like someone who has never cleaned anything before.” They gave him a sarcastic thumbs up.

“That’s literally just the instructions.”

“Exactly. You don’t read the instructions.”

“Well. I do,” he grumbled. “Shut up unless you want your carpet ruined.”

“Don’t tell me what to do unless you want your mouth ruined.”

He shut up. He’d brushed against enough limits already.

Foamy spray soaked into the carpet below Declan, and he crawled across the floor, only as far as he needed to cover all the bloodstains. 

He took a rag and worked it in, regretting not doing so on the first pass. He had to sit up a few times to ensure that he wasn’t about to pass out, continuing at Hasan’s insistence. If they wanted the stain to come out completely they should’ve been helping. Having the sickly torture victim clean their floor wasn’t going to end in a job well done, which was brushed off every time Declan brought it up.

It was a slight relief to see rusty red and brown soaking into that same rag just minutes later, but he had to dig into the carpet to reach the lowest fibers. Declan put all of his weight on his trembling arms, and eventually switched to his knees. This was not worth two granola bars in the slightest, but they surely beat laying here for hours more, being stared at and forced to listen to his own voice, presumably until he finished. 

But now he was finally there, he sighed to himself, soaking up the last traces of the cleaner. 

Declan didn’t even wait for Hasan to survey his job before collapsing to the ground and greying out.

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[nitewrighter]

I’ve been lurking around your blog trying to find all the Cinderella posts, but it’s been difficult bc I’m on mobile and for some reason I can’t see “common tags” on ANY blog when you click the “search in blog” function, so I don’t even know if the Cinderella story HAS a tag but. I just wanna talk about how much I love it for a second?

Your narration style genuinely feels like YOU are the narrator, and we’re sitting in the lounge or study of a lovely cabin mansion in the woods and I’m a fourteen year old who’s begged a story off of my favorite older cousin, who’s fun and doesn’t give a shit and cares more about the story than the Way they’re telling it. It makes it more fun and casual and I think it harkens more to the way oral fairy tales would’ve been told back when they were more often oral rather than written. And in the same vein you reflect modern times in how you tell it, along with the humour while (as another ask pointed out) retaining the feel and time of the story. It’s actually facinating and makes it SO MUCH fun to read.

And I love the takes you have on the story that make the characters both recognisable but also unique and different enough to be interesting, and also fills in a lot of plot holes people lovingly look over in the og stories. And also how you characterised the fairy godmother is so amazing sjdbdjdbd like she’s normally matronly, motherly, and mature and wise and dignified and this is more like “you’re the “loser” main character in an early 2010’s disney channel movie and you dress in soft colours and you’re sweet and your best friend is the emo/goth loner with a weird sense of humor, ripped shirts and lots of eyeliner whos rly only here for the people and it’s SO FUN. I love the vibe of her. It’s so different

In the vein of fairy tales using children as currency, I would happily give my first born child for you to continue this series, or if you’ve already started doing that, directing me to a tag or master post where I can read more. (I read the intro and the two parts linked on it. Idk If there’s more? Looking is Very Hard on mobile >:| ) thank you so mcu for writing

Oh gosh! This was so flattering to read! I mostly just tag it under Cinderella, I didn't really think to call it something like I had the "Fightin' Daphne AU" a couple years back... "Cool Rat Girl Cindy," maybe?

The Fairy Godmother as the Quirky Alt/Goth Best Friend in a Disney Channel Original movie... oh my god... I can see it.

Honestly what inspired my take on the Fairy Godmother was a Blindboy podcast I heard a couple years back where they had an Irish folklorist on the show, and at one point the folklorist says, "You know, honestly, I feel like leaving gifts for the fairies is like paying protection money to the mafia" and that kind of stuck with me. I'm Irish on my mom's side so I'm very into the concept of "Do Not Under Any Circumstances Fuck With The Good People Under the Hills" so I thought it would be fun to have a fairy godmother who's like, a fairy godmother, but I also like scrappy characters so the concept of a Fairy Godmother who's kind of flying by the seat of her pants was appealing as well. I think like... one of the thing that makes Cinderella a hard tale for people to get through--certainly what makes it a hard tale for me to get through--is how you get so pissed off at how Cinderella is treated, the injustice of it all. Like in a lot of film adaptations, stretching it out often leaves you with like... 75% of the movie being Cinderella being treated like shit. I kind of liked the idea of the Fairy Godmother kind of having all that anger and spite that we, the audience, have on Cinderella's behalf. And there was also this one post about people on the east coast being "Kind but not nice" and I really loved that concept so that went into my Fairy Godmother as well.

[system-of-a-feather]

Sorry for probably rendering your notifications a mess after I went through your blog like it's my dash 😅 I just really find your posts insightful and ended up spamming you a bit as a result.

PFFT No worries. Some other users do that too from time to time; its all good. Your tags were quality content and I too want "Jake Lockley killing Bezos in S2 Challenge" because yes. Please. I need that. Marvel, please make that the whole plot of S2. Send message. /joking

Honestly, we have gotten to a place with having DID where a lot of the stuff people struggle with and talk about on in early stages or things that seem non-intuitive / not-obvious are just so like... integrated into our normal daily life that we don't even really remember or think about mentioning it? So its been a bit of a fun moment to sit and look at some people making weird assumptions, stretches, and just missing major things about living with DID because they don't live this life 24/7

I think its nice to open up conversations on stuff like this, and Moon Knights been pretty good for prompting topics and thoughts in our head including a fucking five day long trauma spike spell, but totally worth and totally fine /genuine/ and usually people without DID (especially people without trauma) rarely talk about trauma, abuse, and shit - and when they do they usually talk about it horribly - so I do like that some parts of the 'normie' /light hearted memeing/ parts of the world are actually having the concept of abuse brought into their backyard in a way they can digest. (though I will say much of the MK tags are full of people who obviously aren't survivors, which I'm glad they aren't but its kinda funny)

I think the thing from Moon Knight that - having sat on it and its ending for a while - I liked is that it the main impact / theme built by Marc having DID isn't that hes "quirky" or a "killer" or "uwu cool acting shots" which like yeah sure, its part of it - but the MAIN theme in my opinion is that Marc having DID makes him a vulnerable party and the amount of manipulation, gaslighting, and infantilizing that he gets as a result.

Because THAT there, is very real and a painful reality that most people without DID don't know, don't realize, and often forcefully stigmatize to say that no no no, people with DID are MORE dangerous.

Not having a completely memory file, not having continuous and coherent memory of who you are talking to and what you are doing, not having full and entire control of your life and body due to dissociated parts acting independently of 'your' wishes, having a long history of easily exploitable trauma and trauma-based coping that people who know could take advantage of, not always knowing who you are, looking overtly mentally ill and thus being assumed to be unable to make any valid judgements, etc etc. That shit is very very very real.

Its why a lot of people who went through childhood trauma and developed DID end up getting a long long wrap sheet of traumas throughout their life that extend far past childhood and even living at home. We got Harrow gaslighting gods, we had Gods completely infantilizing and looking down upon Marc for "not knowing his name" and shit, we had Harrow just straight up chronically gaslighting him, we have Khonshu over here just being well *motions to his piece of shit manipulative bird headass*. Like the ONLY character in the whole series to not take advantage of it is Layla (and Taweret), and shes confused as shit about it - and thats decently accurate imo.

That I think is what I appreciate the most from the series in the end of it. Anyways I'm always open to going on rambles and thoughts.

-Riku (Host)

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hey i've got a pretty specific ask, but it's long and doesn't all fit in the askbox so I'm gonna split it into 3 separate asks - but it's all the same prompt!!! sorry that it's so long, but I'd love to see you write it if you have time!

Request: Shiro'sfem!reader s/o meeting up with Lance and Keith when back on earth andthey're accompanied by an old female friend of theirs from theirclass at the garrison (garrison girl - GG for short but you can nameher whatever). GG notices that s/o is wearing Shiro's military dogtags and is silently like ‘that should be me’ cos she’s been inlove with him since pre-kerberos but it was unrequited because shewas younger and keith’s buddy so ‘big bro’ Shiro only ever sawher as that. (1 of 3)

SoShiro joins them all in the evening at a bar and is all love-y withhis s/o upon arrival + GG is all ‘TAKASHI I MISSED YOU’ and grabshim into a huge hug and for the rest of the night is overly flirtyand trying real hard to make s/o jealous and start a fight but s/o isamused like ‘gurl he loyal AF good luck’ cos she can see thatalthough Shiro is enjoying GG’s company, the neutral body languagehe uses with her and the look of romantic disinterest in his eyes forGG is super clear. (2 of 3)

Softpost night out reassurance to S/O from Keith/Lance when they get home(after Shiro falls asleep) that space dad's only interested in hiss/o and she will never have anything to worry about and that shirowould only ever give his tags away when he was certain the otherperson was the one forever. [tbf this part could actually be separatefrom the rest of this ask if you prefer] ALSO Man I’m soooooo sorrythis was LONG and super specific hahahahaha thanks!! [3 of 3] 

   Her attempts weregood, at least.

   She was clearlytrying hard. Every little giggle that escaped her mouth, or the wayshe would slap Shiro's arm whenever he said anything remotely funny.The way she would practically throw herself across his lap toexaggerate just how hilarious theman was.

   Itwas a good try, but one that was clearly falling flat.

   Youdidn't want to be that person. Thatperson who was so protective over their significant other thathanging out with the opposite gender was banned, off limits, nothappening. Those types of people were annoying, clearly with mildtrust issues.

   Andyou trusted Shiro. That much was clear by the way you were sitting sopatiently between Keith and Lance, watching the show unfold.

   Shirohad arrived only five minutes late to the meal Lance had planned forthe day. He had wanted to get to know Hannah, who was an old familyfriend of Shiro's. You had met her once or twice before; oncewhenever you and Shiro weren't dating, and that gave you plenty oftime to understand just how she felt about your now-boyfriend.

   Shehad always had a crush on him, you knew. From the way she blushedwhenever he walked up to her, or the way she always stiffened at theside of him whenever he addressed her. He called her 'Han' a lot ofthe time, a quirky nickname which was all in good fun, though Hannahtook it as more than that, apparently.

   Thedinner was going well in your eyes. Hannah was quite simplyembarrassing herself, which didn't take away from the fact that yourfettuccine alfredo tasted incredible.

   “So,Shiro,” Hannah started once again. She had started almost everysentence she had spoken with those two words. “Tell me more aboutthe Garrison, then. What happened to you and Matthew?”

   Youinwardly shivered at the way she used Matt's full name. Lance andKeith nearly choked trying to hold back their laughter.

   Shirowas oblivious to the ongoing inside joke being passed between you andthe two boys. He turned to his friend, smiling like he always did.Her face turned beetroot red at the attention and she quickly took asip of her water in an attempt to hide any evidence.

   “Wedon't wanna talk about that here,” Shiro said. “It was a badtime. We're here to have fun, right?”

   Shiroreached over the table and took your hand at the question. Hannah'ssmile immediately wavered, whilst you smiled at Shiro and nodded,intertwining your fingers and running your thumb soothingly over hisknuckles.

   “Right,”Lance hollered. “Han, you're the guest of honour. Tell us a bitabout you.”    Keith's face was red as he tried to hold backhis laughter, and you swiftly kicked him under the table in anattempt to tell him to shut up.

   Hannahraised her perfectly plucked eyebrows, folding her arms over herchest as Shiro pulled his hand back. She seemed to relax at theaction, though Shiro's eyes were still on you, a silent question:“What's going on with Lance and Keith?”

   Youshook your head in reply, waving your hand to inform him that youwould tell him everything later.

   “OnlyShiro calls me Han,” Hannah said. She didn't miss the opportunityto run her fingers over Shiro's arm, which made Keith and Lance bothsplutter with laughter. “Anyway, there's not much to tell. Shiroand I have been friends for as long as we can remember, and he'salways been a big help in my life, you know? We met-”

   “Theyasked about you, Han,” Shiro cut in. “Not about our friendship.I'll tell them all about that later on.”

   Keithcovered his face at this point, nearly spitting up his onion ring ashe tried to bite back even more bubbling laughter. Lance was coveringhis mouth, silent tears of joy rolling down his cheek at thesituation.

   Youcould feel your own amusement bubbling to the surface, and youquickly took a drink of your water in an attempt to hide it.

   Thenight continued on like this – poor attempts at flirting, Shiro'sodd bursts of PDA which made Hannah's entire body tense up. She knewyou two were together – the second time you had the 'privilege' tomeet her, you and Shiro didn't hide the fact that you were a couple.

   Shewas just trying to win something now.

   Gettingback home, you, Lance and Keith were finally allowed to let loose thebubbles of laughter you had been trying to hide the entire night.

   Shirowent straight to bed as soon as he was in the door, pecking yourcheek goodnight before grumbling about how full he was until hisvoice became nothing but a dull pang againstthe thick walls of the ship.

  Assoon as the door closed, you ran your hands through your hair. Keithand Lance fell back against the sofa, howling in uncontrollablelaughter.

   “Didyou see whenever she dropped her napkin and tried to get Shiro topick it up for her?” Lance exclaimed, throwing his head backagainst the cushions he had just squashed. “Oh my God, how you kepta straight face out there, Y/N, I have no idea.”   You shookyour head. “I don't know how I did it, either. It was soembarrassing.”

   “Atleast you know he's loyal,” Keith commented, coming down from hishigh a lot quicker than Lance was. “You have nothing to worryabout. Seriously. We all saw how he was with you tonight.”

   Youarched a brow as you slid off your dress coat, revealing the plaingrey shirt you wore underneath. “How he was?”

   “Shiro,”Keith confirmed. “Don't pretend like you didn't notice. He was allover you tonight. It made our Han quite mad.”    “Oh, mybaby,” Lance squeaked through his laughter.

   Yourolled your eyes. Shiro had never been one for PDA, and the oddholding of your hand or the odd smile sent in your direction wasn'tenough for you to believe that that part of his personality hadchanged, though it certainly was different from what you were usedto. He usually barely even touched you in public – the odd smile,but nothing more. If he was leaving, he would peck your cheek andmaybe tug at your hand, but usually leaving the ship meant business.

   Youpondered on the thought for a while as you get to cleaning up thekitchen which Pidge, Hunk, Allura and Coran had left in a state.

   Youwere almost positive Shiro knew about Hannah's advances towards him.Perhaps he thought you cared – perhaps that was why he was goingthe extra mile to make sure you knew you were his one and only.

   Thatwas the thing, though – you knew. He proved it to you everyday, andhe didn't need to go out of his comfort zone to do it. The way hewoke you up every morning with a soft kiss to your temple, or the wayhe sometimes made you coffee and he apologised whenever he realisedhe had made it too strong, but you would drink it anyway because youtried hard, baby.

   Thatwas what proved to you that you two were in love. Not how he reactedto some girl who was trying too hard.

   Yousmiled to yourself. Our Han.

[itbedead]

Oooh Aliquam here, I saw the ship thing and I liked it so much I wanted to give it a try if it's okay with you! Lessee... I love to sleep, I adore sweets and animals, I spend hours reading, writing and playing games and just puns. So many. Puns. I make my irl friends groan (one left the building we were in once, I kid you not). Not a drinker and can't stand spicy food. Oh, I'm a flight attendant in training and I have ginger hair! I also can go from quiet to chatty depending on the situation!

Noctis erryday ~ I hope you have a taste in fashion because your boyfriend doesn’t. Noctis wears the ugliest things when it’s not his classic leather ,please help him.

Noctis is happy to know you love animals. He loves all animals and will would probably do charity work at a animal pound and have you tag along with him. The cute and innocent side of Noctis is totally exposed to you when he’s around loving animals.( you saw him hug that chocobo right? Too cute.)

Noctis will be ready for your puns but y'all might annoy everyone else besides Prompto who would laugh and see who’s going to top who.

Not being a drinker is totally fine because Noct is a light weight. So protect this dork when he’s drunk please. (You could watch him get drunk and then call an uber.)

Noctis will chill and nap with you. He’ll hold you tight in his sleep and trying to wake him is a war.maybe wake him with flirty touches. He’ll play games with you too and introduce you to his favorites. This man is a serious gamer.

If he has to leave you on short notice he’ll try to cheer you up by trying to sing maroon 5 “daylight” to you even though he knows he can’t sing. He just wants his memory of you to be one that had you smiling before he’s has to go maybe for weeks at a time.

Noctis is your personal sleeping buddy.( He smells really great and is really warm.)

You ready to eat royal sweets and chill on noct’s bed talking about whatever? Cuz it’s gonna happen. Late nights with Noctis. He gets pretty funny at night because he needs to sleep. It’s really great. He laughs at everything! Noises, faces, ignis for no reason. Tell him you want to cuddle and trick him into sleeping.

YES! Flight attendant! Tell him to put his seat belt on at least and to stop sitting on the back of a MOVING CAR! You could teach all the chocobros about safety they need help.

Noctis will want to read what you write he’s curious about it.( let me see that notebook you and Luna love to write in so much.)

He has moments of just wanting you near him and may do so as you read. He’ll creep up on you and wrap you in his arms and probably accidentally fall asleep.

Umbra will love you too I believe if Noct loves you so will umbra. Noctis loves to watch you lovelies interact together.

During separation Noctis will send Umbra to you with the dumbest notes ever. “I’m gonna miss vine… Are you gonna miss it too? Oh, Gladio keeps saying I need to work out with him in the mornings.. The morning!!! Sorry, Gladio but I’m not missing sleep for that. So, how are you sweetheart?”

Show off,show off,show off. He will strut his stuff if you’re watching him fight. My goodness. Even if he embarrassed himself in front of you he’ll play it off.

🌟 the cute quirky couple🌟

Runner up is Prompto: he loooves you. He thinks you’re funny,cool and great to be around. He always has fun with you and your puns.

Prompto will take you chocobo riding and smoothie drinking. A day with him is full of animals,food,laughs and affection. He will almost always have his hands on you. Your waist, hands,thigh anything he just loves closeness.

Prompto will make sure you are happy and comfortable with him.

He’ll let you feel his muscles and give you tight hugs.he’s a guy that’s ready to give love to you constantly.

Jokes all night day with this one.

He gets emotional at times and wouldn’t want you to see him that way. A hug and a good listening ear is all he needs to feel back to normal.

Prompto loves fashion and will help you with outfits If you ask. 9 times out of 10 whatever he picks has spikes on it.

He’s very loving,please accept his loving touches. If you don’t it would hurt his feelings really badly even if you don’t mean harm. He’s a sensitive sweetie.

He better not ever see you cry he’ll ask what’s wrong and won’t let you ho until you stop and invite himself over to make sure you’re okay. ( And if a person made you cry..so help him God.)

He adores you. He can’t help himself!

😎 The random dorky funny couple🎵