#if he sticks after that he’s got the potential 🥹

[gojoest]

my date is watching jjk and he’s on ep 5, i asked him to guess who my fave is but he’s having a hard time so far 🥹 BUT we’re having a wine date on friday and he suggested we watch it together and i fear i might give myself away then 😔

[lovekt]

⋆ ｡˚ ⋆｡ BIRDS OF A FEATHER ⋆ ｡˚ ⋆｡

(we should stick together)

pairing; oscar piastri x fem!reader

blurb; where oscar funds your slightly unhealthy obsession, and uses it as a way to your heart.

author’s note; i’m thinking of writing this up into a little friend to lovers blurb. anywayss something short and sweet as i’ve only got two weeks left of exams!!

🎶; now playing… birds of a feather - billie eilish

<< the library , op81 masterlist >>

oscarpiastri just posted to their story!

user1 and that's what I get for screaming my man, my man, my man too loud

↳ user2 girll he was never your man. we all know who that's for

user3 honestly get you a guy who adds to your jellycat collection no questions asked.

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri Another one for another year. Can't wait until there's seventy or so stalking me everywhere I go. Happy birthday "bestie", some more surprises coming soon...?

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user1 everyone say happy birthday rn or ill show up on your doorstep

user2 HE’S PLANNING ON BUYING HER ATLEAST SEVENTY

↳ user3 and yall complain that my standards are too high

yourusername planning on sticking around then?

↳ oscarpiastri For as long as you’ll let me

user4 the last slide is giving parents 😭

user5 my all time fav couple 🫶

↳ user6 i’m gonna hold your hand when i tell you this…

user7 oscar pleaseee tell yn to go public 🙏

yourusername 🔒

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yourusername spent the new day with my bestie and this random aussie lad. dont know where he came from, but i have to say it was the best bday i could’ve asked for 🥰

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oscarpiastri Was it the same random aussie lad who carried you home after you fell asleep on him?

↳ yourusername potentially 🌚

yourusername posted to their story! 🔒

↳ oscarpiastri That bunny should be me

↳ yourusername not a very bestie thing to say mr piastri

↳ oscarpiastri Would you prefer I lie?

↳ yourusername yes

mclaren

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mclaren Before and after we told Oscar who our special guest is!

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user1 does it count as a “special” guest when she’s here every race weekend?

yourusername aww im special 🥹

↳ landonorris no get out

↳ yourusername won one race and thinks the world revolves around him

user2 oscar’s lucky charm 🥲

oscarpiastri Definitely didn’t already know who it was

↳ user3 you already knew but still smiled at just her name

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↳ user4 when will this friends to lovers ao3 400k words slowburn torture end??

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri P1 and the best gift I could ever ask for.

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user1 something's telling me winning isn't the best gift he's talking about...

yourusername 🧡

user2 don't act like we don't know EXACTLY what happened after that last photo was taken

user3 moments before disaster

yourusername champagne tastes disgusting

↳ oscarpiastri It’ll never happen again your highness

↳ yourusername when did i say i didn't want it to? 🙄

↳ oscarpiastri Noted

mclaren You deserve it all! 🎉

yourusername

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yourusername get you a man who doubles as a footrest

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user1 war is over. YN IS PUBLIC!

↳ yourusername hii!

user2 THE PASTRY JELLYCAT OMG

oscarpiastri This is the first thing you say on public?

↳ yourusername i don't see the problem?

user3 DID OSCAR PASTRY BUY YOU A PASTRY TEDDY??

↳ yourusername yes he did 😋. dyou think if i stab it he'll feel it like a voodoo doll?

↳ oscarpiastri Wow.

↳ yourusername im jokingg bestie its my favourite one

↳ user3 not the friendzone

↳ oscarpiastri Acting like I didn't buy you all of them. Ok

user4 dare i say the wait was worth it

user5 do you guys need a dog?

landonorris happy for you ig

↳ yourusername see you next weekend ig

yourusername posted to their story!

↳ oscarpiastri Can you stop calling me bestie now?

↳ yourusername never.

[skyeslittlecorner]

I feel like we didn't get enough moments with that beautiful king in chapter 5 (why PB >:(((()

Can you pls do a short story about MC who has been kidnapped (again) when they try to find a place to sleep to Leviathan's office where he demands them to sleep *in his coffin* (so he could keep an eye on them).

Okay I can only think that much. Hope you ok with this request 🥹 Luv u and your works 🫶 Have a great day!!!

Thanks for lovely words! AND I AGREE. I know that the plot needs to move forward, but my heart wants to stay longer. We only got to know Levi for a moment and quite superficially because he mostly talked to others. PAY ATTENTION TO US. Just no nooses, please. We'll play with the ropes later, maybe dinner first.

This turned out to be a bit long. Hope you'll like it!

Words: ~900

Kidnapped to sleep | Leviathan

Peace, just a little bit of peace. That's all you asked for. After a long, tiring day, you didn't even have time to sit down properly in your room for a moment. Just when you approached bed, a knocking sound came from inside the room instead of from outside.

“You knock before entering!” You huffed.

Foras appeared at your side without a hush.

"Sorry, but…"

“What’s going on again? And quickly, if you can.” You cut his words in half. Headache and tiredness make you thorny. All you wanted was to collapse like a log and fall asleep. Didn't even care anymore whether he tried to kill you or not, you had survived so many threats and potential murder attempts today that one here or there wouldn't make any difference. You almost softened when you saw the remorse written all over the dreamy devil's face.

“His Majesty wants to see you.”

Yeah, almost. 

“Tell him to stick his desires in… ugh.”

There was no point arguing. The quicker you deal with them, the better. You were about to leave when Foras grabbed your waist, and you felt your insides churning again. That bastard… you can walk on your own! No need to teleport!

The palace was even quieter and darker, but when Foras left you in his king's office, you didn't feel as overwhelmed as the first time. It reminded you of Prince Charming's room. Leviathan, as beautiful as he was mysterious, was leaning over the documents. You stood on your tiptoes to look at them.

"What are you doing? It's not your business."

“You called me here yourself.”

You won't let him push you around. Not only was it dangerous, it also hurt your pride. He ignored you and went back to work, so you sat down on the chair across him, not knowing for what he needed you, and started thinking. Just out of boredom. It wasn't the wisest decision you could have made in such a state. 

With such a beautiful creature by your side, it was hard to think of anything other than punishing him for the way he treated you. If only he could be beaten with a whip again. Choke. Oppress. Hear the gasps and moans as he runs out of breath. Milk would flow from these beautiful horns, and you would make him drink it himself...

"What are you staring at?"

Not only did he dare to be so beautiful in front of you, but he also disturbed your fantasies. The audacity.

"Beautiful."

A smile appeared on his lips and you clutched your mouth. This shouldn't have been let slip! Apparently, it only made him feel better, because he told you that you’re going to sleep together. Oh yes. It's time to put all these plans into action!

Reality hit you as soon as you sat down on the soft mattress in his coffin. How was it so comfortable here? It reminded you of a water bed with a cover on top like a canopy. Leviathan probably already thought you were a freak, so you had nothing to lose. You could have use him, abused him. But the soft material acted like a magnet. Silk is like flypaper. You were so tired... you closed your eyes just for a second, and suddenly felt the warmth next to you. A hot, masculine fragrance. And a strong arm that hung around your waist.

“I thought you hated me?”

“I do not like you. Just like everyone else.”

It was so comfortable. So… safe? You definitely needed some rest.

“So you also sleep cuddled up to your nobles like stuffed animals? Like now?”

He nuzzled his nose into your hair, not really bothered by your taunts.

“Silence. I have to keep an eye on you all the time. I can't let you endanger anyone.”

It occurred to you that for now you are only a danger to yourself, because you want to abuse the most dangerous king of hell you have ever met.

If only you had a whip at hand... wrapped in the darkness of the coffin and Levi's arm, the tiredness of the day came flooding back to you. You closed your eyes. Just for a second.

Two seconds later you were sound asleep, tucking your knee between the devil's legs. He grabbed the back of your neck and tightened his fingers.

“What are you thinking?”

You didn't think anything at that moment. Just purred in delight. Feeling the warm, broad chest, you clung to it unconsciously. No wonder you sought safety. That coffin almost devour you last time. What was strange was that you were looking for support in the arms of a man who was the reason for your anxiety, but who would care? He also didn't behave like a terrible tyrant, not now.

He ran his fingers through your hair. They were soft and fragrant, flowing between his fingers like a waterfall. You didn't see him, so he could afford it. So defenseless, hugging him, you no longer looked like a threat. If it weren't for his experience, he would almost be fooled by you. He promised himself he wouldn't fall into your trap, and despite his own promises, he wrapped his arms around you. Some devils can lie, and he was just trying to lie to himself.

[bomikalover]

Hey! Im bored so maybe rank outer banks characters!

Hecka late but I love ranking things!!!

Imma stick to the core six as obx has a multitude of different characters but I’ll make more posts with other rankings of other characters if you’d like 👍🏾

1 - Pope

He is me and I am him. His characters story of wanting to make more of himself, the pogues, and his family name was so inspiring. Him finding the cross of his ancestors and making sure their story was heard. And on top of all that he stayed loyal to his friends, got a wonderful scholarship, and stayed true to his values from s1. Overall great dude and an amazing friend.

2 - JJ

His name should be change to JJ “Loyal” Maybank because he put his life on the line so many times for his friends. Going to jail for pope, stealing an ambulance for John B, Going to save Kie for the kook camp, chasing after a car that held a drugged Sarah, and even fought side by side with Cleo whom he barely knew. Plus he’s the life of the party lol

3 - Sarah

My little golden sundrop 🥹. She is the sweetest yet most assertive character. She’s gone through so much and still put on a smile whenever she could. She loyal as hell and super resourceful for someone who grew up never having to lift a finger. A true pogue and the definition of a ride or die.

4 - Cleo

She was one of the best additions to the show period���and you can fight me on that. She fits the group like she was always there and I love how the pogues took her in with open arms. She’s a badass but also a cinnamon roll and I love the duality of her character. She’s still kinda new so she’s definitely gonna grow on me and might go up my list 🫶🏾.

5 - John B

Main character giving side character vibes…and I hate that for him. I want more for John B’s character! Good stuff not bad. But he’s such a good guy and he deserves better. Hopefully they give me more of him and he goes higher up on my list.

6 - Kie

I’ve already talked about my hatred for Kie. I do believe that her breaking up with JJ and focusing on herself is the one thing that could potentially fix her character for me. I personally think a storyline when she separates herself from the pogues and has her own character arc would really help her character.

[what-the-fic-khr]

Hello I hope this ask finds you well! Happy to see the tea prompts again bc they’re so so so cute 🫖🥹

I have a fewww ideas.. bc I just love everything about your writing and I’m curious about your take on rooibos tea w/ Squalo orrr earl grey w/ Hibari (I absolutely adore the way you characterize himshdnshdjdh)

If neither of those suit your fancy, matcha tea with any character that comes to mind for ya? I’m excited to see your posts floating around again and know I’ll continue to love anything you pen for us🫧🤍

waaaaah thank you so much for your kind words, I appreciate it so greatly!!! I chose to do both because I’m in the mood to, and I’m so thankful for the support! I hope these are to your liking!

character/s: superbi squalo, hibari kyoya, reader-insert (gender-neutral)

word count: —

warnings: huh. nothing for once

prompt: tea prompts (rooibos tea, earl grey tea)

rooibos tea; what’s their favourite thing to do with their s/o?

Squalo’s either a huge fan of resting or hates it entirely. for the sake of this, it’s not resting per se, but… he likes to relax with you, very specifically. even if he’s working; being able to actually relax is rare, and nice. watch for if he removes his sword with you around; he likes to do maintenance on it with you around because it’s not stressful, not work, and with you. it’s a sign of comfort and vulnerability

You were complaining about something, rolling around on the floor beside him as you went on and on. He didn’t care much about all the movement; you maintained a good distance so you wouldn’t knock into him.

“Besides, it was stupid to begin with and if they’d listened to me in the first place it wouldn’t have happened at all!”

“Mhm.”

You glanced over at Squalo, stretching your arms out to rest your head on. He glanced up at your silence, and his shoulders slumped. This didn’t stop him from polishing his blade, the action repetitive, calming, like habit.

“What?”

He huffed when you smiled in that silly, dreamy way you did when you were enamoured with something. It still had to take some getting used to, seeing it directed at him.

“Nothin’. You look so nice and relaxed for once. Boss is gonna kick that out a window once you’re done.”

He grumbled something under his breath at this. It wouldn’t last very long, but still. He felt relaxed, for once. The soothing motions of sharpening and polishing his sword was a comfort to him. You rolling around on the floor like a kid was a comfort to him.

“I’m not goin’ anywhere for at least another half hour.” Your eyes started to light up at this, and he almost laughed at the way you started kicking your feet back and forth in the air. “You’re stuck with me until then.”

“Favourite thing to be stuck with.”

early grey tea; how did they court their s/o?

if he’s an adult, he’d be… a bit more normal lol. I think he’d be very careful while getting to know you, but he’d like to show you how strong and reliable he is. y’know, adult in the mafia kind of stuff. younger though, he’d be a lot more… of a loser about it. he’d want to make sure you can also look after yourself in the future with him! so he’d stick to you like glue at school, be suuuuper annoying and stuff. fight, probably.

“Can’t you go easy on me or something at least?!”

“Doing that won’t keep you alive in a real fight, will it?”

You made a loud noise of complaint, but you still got back onto your feet to return to your original position. Kyoya gripped his tonfa a little tighter, nodding to himself.

If you could not even get up and keep training, there would be no point in trying.

There was potential in you he knew was there, and he’d be damned if the one he’d grown attached to would get killed because you didn’t try to get stronger. It only made sense to him that the one who put you through this was him and no one else. No one else would take it seriously.

“Get ready, then.”

You whined, but steeled your shoulders. Your gaze on him sharpened, eyes narrowing, and he felt his lips twitch up into a smirk.

Exactly the spark he wanted to see.

[asimplearchivist]

It seems like everyone assumes that Miles and Miguel, if when they reconcile, will have a strained relationship at best (which is totally understandable), but I feel like there is so much potential for such wholesome interactions between those two.

(Big brother Miguel headcanons under the cut.)

Both having Latina/Hispanic moms, talking about how the home cooking is so much better than anything else. (Miguel teaching Miles some of the family recipes that he can no longer show Gabriella, and how homemade empanadas are so much better than the ones in the cafeteria.)

Spanglish. Miguel, on principle, trying to steer him towards proper Spanish but doing so great of a job of it himself—it’s a constant back and forth teasing. Playful arguments and bickering in Spanish that make the others exchange oblivious glances, Miles getting frustrated when his vocabulary fails him, Miguel offering the words (and curses) to him with a grin knowing Miles would get fussed at if he ever let them slip them around his mom. Miles’ fluency improving exponentially because Miguel challenges him and makes him speak in nothing but sometimes while he gives him oral reports. Rio being so proud of her boy’s improved accent but being so puzzled as to why it suddenly got better.

Big/little brother tussling. Miguel armlocks Miles and ruffles his hair just to irritate him. Miles climbs all over Miguel. Slapping each other, punching each other, shadow boxing. Casual affection that Miles never got since he doesn’t have a sibling, and Miguel gets to indulge for the first time in years since he misses Gabriel more than he ever thought he would.

Miguel showing him the ropes, different techniques, how to handle hand-to-hand better (bc let’s face it, Miles isn’t that scrappy—see: his scuffle with the Spot). Miles being quicker and outwitting Miguel’s brute strength. Betting pools traveling hands while all the other Spiders watch their sparring matches, laughter ringing out every time Miguel manages to land a blunt slap against Miles’ flank, talons withdrawn, with a smug, “Gotcha, hermanito. Watch your back.”

Miles dealing with an anomaly in his universe, calling for backup. Miguel swooping in like he did with Gwen, whooping ass because only he gets to bully Miles Morales (lovingly). Miles watching in bemusement as they deliver the anomaly to base and the others are curious why they’re so terrified of Miguel and want to go home so bad.

Miles’ silly little jokes rubbing off on Miguel. Miguel’s flat sarcasm rubbing off on Miles. Them saying jokes/punchlines/puns at the same time. The others groan and roll their eyes. “You’re corrupting him, Miguel.”/“You’re spending too much time with that stick in the mud, Miles.”

Miles going to Miguel when he has trouble with his dad, needs advice, or just feels down. Miguel not being quite so comfortable to offer physical comfort, but willing to give him a hug if he needs one. Miguel giving him advice where he can. Miguel letting him hang out with him while he works. (Miguel’s heart softening to mush when Miles starts bringing his sketchbook with him to vent through his art, curling up nearby on the platform.) Miguel offering to teach him some things on tech and such to keep Miles’ brain occupied when it’s going a mile a minute—working with one’s hands does wonders, after all.

Peter B catching them holed away somewhere zonked on a couch, Miguel protectively wrapping an arm around Miles’ shoulders in his sleep while he snores like a bear. Peter snaps a picture, throws a blanket over them, and leaves them be.

Just…big brother Miguel🥹please let it happen.

[pocketsonny]

for the character ask game : how about a throwback to the girl meddy 👁️

Send me a character and I’ll answer these!!

MEDDYYYYY <3333 i still have the icons i'd made back when i rped her...

1: sexuality headcanon: bi bi bi also demiace

2: otp: tie between meddysearch and meddyroll…i love both a lot

3: brotp: aside from the above (bc most otps are also brotps for me), meddy and jasmine 🥹

4: notp: hmm can't think of any but i don't really ship her romantically with rock or jasmine

5: first headcanon that pops into my head:

HHH all my old old hcs about nurse navis being originally created to be disposable / meant to be like tools (in the company/hospital that created meddy) cause hospitals needed a lot of them and they would be assisting different patients all the time. so they were programmed to fulfill their purpose only: that their patients were their priority (yet without attachment bc caring too much for patients would "get in the way of their work", as they would die or leave eventually), they had to always obey doctors etc. and if for whatever reason they were unable to fulfill their duty or were considered to become defective they were quickly discarded and replaced by another. so their emotions were kept very in check.

meddy's creator was a kind doctor that considered meddy like a daughter, and who couldn't help being attached to the navis he made. but he worked for that company so after they were done making navis, they were sent off to hospitals, so he and meddy never met again. but his hope was that meddy would meet someone that cared for her, just as he had, and that she could care for them too; that she could understand what he meant when he spoke of love.

this hc is a mix of anime/game verse cause in the anime we see meddy with a previous appearance

from when she was jasmine friend's navi (who i called Mei); so my hc is that she used to be a nurse navi at a hospital, but got assigned to mei as a personal nurse navi. and mei considered meddy a friend from the start, didn't treat her like a tool, and meddy inevitably came to care for her, and experienced loss for the first time when she died. she felt that without her, her purpose also died, because she couldn't bear going back to working at the hospital and caring for another patient and potentially watch them die; and the moment she refused, she'd be deleted, and another would take her place.

but then mei's mom gave her to jasmine, and in their mutual grief over the loss of their friend they decided to stick together; and jasmine encouraged meddy to find a new purpose, a dream of her own :'')

(oop i rambled, maybe someday i should revisit these ideas and brainstom again...)

on a lighter HC, i think she and searchman meet occasionally for cybercoffee when they are on break from their duties <3

6: favorite line from this character: it's been a while since i played bn5 or watched the anime so i can't remember KASKJD

7: one way in which I relate to this character: we both like to help people!

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: girl why you fighting with roll over a boy when you two could kiss,,, just saying

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?: i think she's neither xD

[celestial1980slady]

First Lines

Tagged by @aeide and @ainulindaelynn, thanks a ton guys! 🥹 Anything I'm writing right now is a WIP, but they're in varying states of completion LOL

|The Odyssey That Should of Been|

Kassandra had met Natakas on the land of Makedonia. She had sailed there on her glorious ship, the Adrestia, for what she thought was going to entail her typical quests and jobs she got paid for, but she was in for so much more than she bargained for. A father and son duo, Darius and Natakas, were on the run from the Order of the Ancients as well from Makedonia. They wanted Darius and his whole family dead for the crime they thought he committed. Meanwhile they also wanted Kassandra dead as she was of course, the Eagle Bearer. She was what they called one of “the Tainted Ones”. Kassandra had many things to bare upon her shoulders.

|The Way The Wind Blows|

Marren had never really had luck in her life. Whether it was school, family, relationships, or even her own mind. The one thing she somehow excelled in was her knack for her career. She worked in the background, always sticking to the shadows and doing management work within different agencies. She was always praised for a job well done and made a nice living for herself. She didn’t like the fuss and tried to keep raises or potential promotions on the downlow. She had moved away from her hometown and moved to Boston, after obtaining her Master’s degree in business management. She didn’t really enjoy the work that much, but staying occupied in an office organizing various things was nice in the least. It was nearing the end of 1986.

I'm not sure who has done this and who hasn't so, if you wanna do it, do it 😂💜

[toxicanonymity]

Thinking about how crowded the brothel is getting with hottie Joelkémon (the opposite of a problem) BUT one option is a Joel that needs more to him or want to veer in a different direction than your original, you could have him evolve- like real Pokemon. And they evolve into a stronger pokemon (I think most times) and have better/newer moves. So like for example if free use wanted to go a diff direction or if stepdad wants a redemption arc that could be one way to go.

Just want all our Joels to live up to their strongest and horniest potential 🖤

-🎃(🐦‍⬛🌸~those are Left in Lincoln themed stickers I'm going to stick to my English binder 🖤😂)

Evolution is always an option: So far we have Just the Tip who evolves into Trouble and For Survival who evolves into Speakeasy. Night walks 😭: Chalks to Talks to Drives to Walks. I'm sure Stepdad would love a redemption arc; you're gonna get his wheels turning for sure.

The producers are also on top of it: With Free Use and Speakeasy bumped out of the prime time mansion, we're back at eight including Slasher and Vampire. I've got news for Lincoln, too. He's going straight to a log cabin (on the compound) after his finale.

Blog FAQ Joelkémon cards Brothel show (Housing sitch)

p.s. I love your English binder stickers 🥹❤️

[quiveringdeer]

sweet nat I would like ur thoughts on one toji fushiguro!!

Thanks for this Mar! I dunno why I originally saw the post as separate ask prompts when I sent you the Gojo one, instead of answering them all about a character, my bad!

If anyone else wants to send an ask for this feel free!

Why I like them:

I'm always a sucker for a powerful antagonist lol Especially when they have heaps of trauma built in too, and Toji has that for sure! The way he was outcast by his family but used his heavenly restriction to overcome so much and become a notorious assassin is just peak character to me

Why I don't:

There's not really anything I dislike about him tbh 🤷🏽‍♀️

Favorite scene: 

To thirst over- In the anime when he catches the fish in his mouth and then the way his tongue sticks out after releasing it??? 🥵🥵🥵 Mappa had NO RIGHT --plus the backflips in the air with his shirt riding up juuuust enough to give a peak at his back - Chefs's kiss /CINEMA/

In general- The moments of flashback where he recalls his first wife's words about taking care of Megumi and then ends up offing himself to protect Megumi from himself. 

Favorite season/movie:

Second season of the show and every single scene involving him if im truthful

Favorite line:

 “I don’t go by Zen’in anymore. I got married and took my wife’s name. I go by Fushiguro now." -mans loves his wife TO THIS DAY! 

Favorite outfit: 

The classic tight dark shirt white slouchy pants combo

OTP: 

Toji x Mamaguro OF COURSE! Gosh what I wouldnt give to have some slice of life info from Gege on how they met, fell in love and the little time they all spent together after Megumi was born 🥹 Their love story is so important to me, like she's the G.O.A.T. of "I can make him better" uuuuugh 

BroTP: 

Uhhhh him and the worm lmao The fact the official fanbook says: "Toji was able to establish a friendly relationship with his inventory curse by earnestly training it like a pet." makes me giddy

Headcanon:

I dunno what's canon, fanon or simply conjecture since i havent read the manga but- I dont believe Toji ever /actually/ forgot who Megumi was in part 1 of Hidden Inventory. I think he was playing it up to downplay Megumi's importance to him in order to keep him safe. I think nearly every decision he makes is to try and keep Megs safe. Naming him a traditionally girl's name to potentially keep the rest of the Zenin clan off their trail since they dont value women no matter their cursed techniques. Finding a wealthy second wife to link himself to so that Megs wouldn't grow up destitute with just him ((even tho i read Toji and Tsumiki's mom apparently "ran away together" and spent up all the inheritance? i dunno i still wanna believe okay)) The way he saw his first wife/first love tbh- in Megumi when they were fighting in the alley and he flashbacked to her telling him to keep Megs safe. I also think that regardless of if it turned out Megs had ended up with the Zenins and taken their clan name after his first death- or the current timeline of him remaining Fushiguro, that Toji would have killed himself to protect Megumi in that last moment. I think the fact that he still had the Fushiguro name let him at least die more peacefully this second time. 

Unpopular opinion:

It's hard for me to read certain Toji x Reader content because of how integral I view his relationship with Megumi's mom. I'm not a fan of erasing her from his story/life or having reader be that person for him. I dunno why this is a sticking point for me of all the things I read and write lmao Still love reading shameless smut and also sometimes fluff with him that doesnt dive too deep into things but for deeper dives I feel like any Toji x Reader should be mainly one sided, unrequited romantic feelings for him 

A wish: 

More backstory for him! There was a fan mockup of sequel focused on him as a kid and growing up and I wanted it to be true sooo bad! I mean we all know he's Gege's favorite so if Gege didnt hate us they'd make it happen, but alas 😩 For now I make do with the adorable art by DDub1618 on twitter!

An oh-god-please-don't-ever-happen:

n/a

5 Words to best describe them:

geeze this feels hard for some reason hmmm: The Greatest of All Time 😎

My nickname for them:

Daddy 😏

[gretagerwigsmuse]

so this was genuinely such a lovely surprise!! must give a s/o to pilot boy’s birthday for blessing us with this mini chapter! i am so so SO soft for these two!! everything about them makes me happy and gives me butterflies and i just really want a male best friend who absolutely adores me and i’m also in love with 😉 more below!

“After this white SUV, you’re good.” - i feel like this is such a random line for me to pick out, but i genuinely loved how realistic it was? like yeah we do and say this in a car and it’s just such a good little detail??

“Mary? Mary, c’mon, you gotta wake up so we can eat.” He unbuckles her seatbelt, smoothing some hair off her forehead. - pls stop no i can’t handle it this is so sweet

“Okay, honey, you stay here, and I’ll get the food. What do you want?” He gives her brain a minute to come back online, appreciating how cute she looks as her pretty brown eyes blink at him in confusion. - yes bradley because she’s short circuiting that you called her HONEY 🥹 i’m melting god i wanna be mary so badly

There’s a moment of silence so long that Bradley checks to make sure he didn’t get disconnected. - BECAUSE REUBEN IS PLANNING THE WEDDING!! (but also the turkey avocado sandwich and mac and cheese are elite panera selections)

“Damn, you are down bad, aren’t you? Just remember what we talked about earlier, dude.” - bradley boy got GRILLED by the real in-laws i see

Bradley finishes grabbing the food in a daze, thinking about what it would be like if the woman sleeping in his car really was his. - i love him keeping an eye on the car the entire time and the older guy calling him out on it 🥹 i want the woman in the car to be his too! (i also want to be the woman in the car)

She huffs and plops down next to him, her thigh brushing his as she leans into him. “I will pay you back somehow.” - she def seems like the type that doesn’t like to necessarily have favors like this done for /her/ or have to owe people for things? yet she’ll be the first to stick her neck out for someone, sweet girl

“Mary.” She hums at him, trying to burrow deeper into his side. “I promise this’ll be the last time I wake you up today. But we can’t stay here, sweetheart; you should go sleep in your bed.” - oh oh OH i am so soft for this!! honey and sweetheart! i’d melt! and she’s burrowing deeper into his side!

He thinks about her the entire time he’s pumping gas. How caring she is, how smart, how beautiful. He’s been working up the courage to ask her out, and it seems like everyone has given him a kick to just do it already. He wants to ask her, to take her out properly - dinner and a movie or something equally cliché for a first date. - i just hate that she doesn’t see or doesn’t want to see how much bradley does like her? i want them to have a super sweet and cliched first date (i keep thinking of our convo about a potential way he could ask her out and get excited but also sad when i think of it)

But every time he suggests coffee or lunch with just the two of them, hinting at it being more than friends, she turns it into a group affair. - i got butterflies at this! miss girl is really going out of her way in trying not to get her heart broken!

But he wasn’t convinced she wasn’t letting him down easily. Trying to brush him off because he wasn’t getting the hint. - oh bubs 🥺 sweet boy!

I’ll ask her after the new year. He sets the goal as he re-enters her house. - okay yes! very good idea i like a man who thinks stuff like this through! but also i’m dying to know if there’s a christmas gift exchange now?

The door opens, and she’s standing there in a baby blue robe, hair wrapped in a towel. - her little robe is so cute! and we all know the waffle ones are the best!

“Any time. You just let me know when you need something, Mary.” She smiles up at him, the dimple in her chin pops out, and he feels butterflies erupt. - ‘just let me know when you need something’ 🥹🥹 this is so soft of him!!! and her cute little dimple!!

She leans into the kiss he presses on her forehead, eyes closed for a moment after he pulls away. “Night, Bradley.” - SHE LEANS INTO IT 😭😭😭😭 i need it i need more

Mar(r)y Me | part 3.5

pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Mariella “M&M” Vertucci (fem!OC)

summary: A love story told through friendship, laughter, and food.

series warnings: 18+ minors DNI, discussion of insecurities, difficult and extremely unsupportive family relationships, discussions of food and alcohol use, eventual smut, warnings to be added as needed

word count: 2.4k

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note: it’s Bradley’s birthday! to celebrate this is a one shot/continuation of part three! originally this was supposed to be part of part three, but it got cut during editing. however, I really love this and I could let it just sit in a doc. so, I spruced her up some, added some more detail and viola!

part 3.5 - Panera Bread

The walk through the parking garage goes by too fast for Bradley’s liking. Too soon he’s having to drop Mary’s hand to open the passenger door, making sure she’s settled before closing it and getting in himself. “Alright, next stop Panera.”

“Hopefully, it’s not too busy…” She trails off when his hand brushes her neck, checking behind him as he’s backing up and not even noticing his effect.

He hums, braking so an elderly couple can cross. “It’s a little after seven, so I don’t think it’ll be bad - we should have beat the dinner rush. Clear that way?”

“After this white SUV, you’re good.”

The drive is comfortable, the radio occasionally interrupted by quiet conversation. They run into traffic on the highway, an accident taking four lanes down to one, and when they arrive at the restaurant, Bradley realizes Mary has fallen asleep in his front seat. He goes through the motions of parking and turning the car off, hoping she’ll have woken up from all the noise by the time he gets to her side. She doesn’t.

“Mary?” He gently shakes her shoulder, but she doesn’t budge.

He sighs, feeling bad about waking her up. She hasn’t gotten much sleep the past few days, but he knows she needs to eat more than she needs to sleep right now. From the second the decision was made to go to the hospital, Mary had been on the phone coordinating behind the scenes. Making arrangements for Dani’s parents to fly in from Philadelphia and picking them up when their flight got in at midnight. She had kept the Daggers updated with the latest; news coming into a specially created group chat as soon as she knew it. She watched Annie taking care of the four-year-old as if she were her own child. She had done all of that, and more, so that Danielle and Reuben could fully focus on the arrival of their newest family member without worry.

“Mary? Mary, c’mon, you gotta wake up so we can eat.” He unbuckles her seatbelt, smoothing some hair off her forehead. The touch wakes her up. Bleary eyes meet his, her nose scrunching up in distaste at being awake, and a small whine escapes her throat as the parking lot lights glare in her face. Bradley instantly feels himself soften.

“Okay, honey, you stay here, and I’ll get the food. What do you want?”

He gives her brain a minute to come back online, appreciating how cute she looks as her pretty brown eyes blink at him in confusion. “Uhh… Greek salad with chicken, extra olives, and no tomatoes, please.”

“Greek salad with chicken, extra olives, and no tomatoes. Anything else?”

“No, thank you.” Her eyes are already getting heavy, and she lets out a little yawn.

“Okay, buckle back up, and you hang out here. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He hands the seatbelt to her, making sure he hears the click before shutting and locking the car.

His phone is up to his ear and ringing as he walks up to the ordering kiosk, thankful he parked in a space where he’ll be able to keep eyes on the car the entire time he’s inside.

“Rooster, is everything okay?”

“Yeah, we’re fine. What else does she like from Panera? She asked for a salad, but that doesn’t seem like enough if she hasn’t eaten since yesterday.”

“Why aren’t you asking her?”

“She fell asleep on the way here, and I felt bad enough waking her up to ask what she wanted, so she’s sleeping in the car with the doors locked.”

There’s a moment of silence so long that Bradley checks to make sure he didn’t get disconnected. “Payback?”

“She likes the mac and cheese, that wild rice chicken soup, and the turkey avocado sandwich. But what’s most important is that whatever you get doesn’t have tomato on it.”

“Is she allergic?” He pauses his tapping on the menu pad, glancing outside to check on Mary.

“No, she just doesn’t like raw tomato on sandwiches and salads. It’s a texture thing.” There’s murmuring on the line. “Yeah, like Dani said. She likes the iced papaya green tea, so get her one of those. And a cinnamon crunch bagel for breakfast tomorrow since she didn’t get to go grocery shopping like she usually does. And just Venmo me for whatever you get her; we owe her big time.”

“Nah, I got it this time.”

“Oh, Rooster!” Dani’s voice comes through clearer. “Remind her that she needs to get gas in the Jeep before work tomorrow; she’s running low.”

“I’ll just fill it up for her after we get home.” He mutters, trying to decide whether to get two or three lemon drop cookies.

“Damn, you are down bad, aren’t you? Just remember what we talked about earlier, dude.”

“Reuben, trust me, the last thing I want to do is hurt her.” He fumbles to grab his wallet, trying to hold his phone and their cups at the same time. “Alright, man, I gotta go. I’ll text you when I get her home.”

He pays and almost runs over an older man as he moves to fill their cups. “I’m sorry about that, sir. Wasn’t watching where I was going.”

“That’s alright; you were just keeping an eye on your girlfriend. I get it.”

“Oh, I- uh-”

“Your eyes have been glued to her since you walked away from your car - which is a beauty, by the way.” He claps Bradley on the shoulder. “Girl is even prettier; don’t mess that up, son.”

“Yes, sir.” His face hasn’t been this hot since his mom came home from work early and caught him making out with his first girlfriend in the living room.

Bradley finishes grabbing the food in a daze, thinking about what it would be like if the woman sleeping in his car really was his.

Mary shifts when he gets in the car, peeking an eye open to make sure it’s him before she snuggles back under the blanket he keeps in his backseat. His heart soars at how comfortable she is in his space. He wants to make a joke to hear her laugh, wants to tell her how beautiful she is so he can watch her cheeks turn pink, wants to press his lips to hers so he can find out what she tastes like.

He settles for taking a photo and sending it to Reuben, his fellow pilot responding with a crowd of laughing emojis followed by rows of kissy faces.

The drive to Mary’s house goes smoothly, and he feels less bad about waking her up this time. Her key is in her front pocket, and he can’t even think about trying to get it out.

Her hair has fallen from where he pushed it back earlier, and he can’t resist brushing it away again, letting his fingers run through her soft hair. “Mary, wake up; we’re home.”

She groans, pulling the blanket over her face. “No.”

Her petulance makes him laugh; he’s never seen her grumpy. Even at work, when she’s frustrated at schedule delays, she is mildly displeased, at worst.

“C’mon, honey. You gotta eat.” Her hair disappears, and he pulls out his trump card. “I got you mac and cheese.”

An eye appears as the blanket lowers, squinting at him in suspicion. “I didn’t ask for mac and cheese.”

“No, but you haven’t eaten since yesterday. You need more than just salad, even if you did get chicken on it.” He tugs on the edge of the blanket. “Come on, I’m hungry too; let’s go eat.”

Once inside, they move well together. Bradley pulls out food while Mary grabs utensils. She stops at the living room entrance, her mouth dropping open at the food spread across her coffee table. “What is all of this? There’s only two of us!”

“Well, there’s your salad and mac and cheese. I got a sandwich and chips. Plus, our cookies and drinks. And Reuben mentioned you didn’t get a chance to go grocery shopping, so I got you a bagel and sandwich for work tomorrow.”

“Bradley, that is so incredibly sweet of you, but this is too much. How much do I owe you?”

“Nothing, it was my treat.” He pats the couch next to him, “Sit. I wanna watch Parks and Rec.”

“Dinner was your treat. But the other food was not part of our agreement. So how much?”

“Mary, seriously, nothing. Come sit with me and eat.”

She huffs and plops down next to him, her thigh brushing his as she leans into him. “I will pay you back somehow.”

He wraps his arm around her shoulder, rubbing her arm as he teases her. “Would it kill you to just let me do something nice for you and say thank you?”

“Thank you, Bradley.”

“You’re welcome.” He unwillingly pulls away, handing her the bowl of mac and cheese, waiting until she has a full mouth to continue. “Also, I’m filling your Jeep up before I leave. And you will not fight me on it. You can pay me back for it later.”

“Yes, sir.” She mocks him, not catching his gulp as she laughs at Pawnee’s latest antics.

Four episodes later, with full bellies and the extra food stored in the fridge, Mary’s head drops onto Bradley’s arm. He peeks down at her, smiling at how her mouth forms a little circle, eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks.

“Mary.” She hums at him, trying to burrow deeper into his side. “I promise this’ll be the last time I wake you up today. But we can’t stay here, sweetheart; you should go sleep in your bed.”

“Don’t wanna move, I need to shower, and that requires too much energy.”

He pauses, forcing himself not to let the visual of her showering take its full form. “Well, I can’t help you with that one. But how about you relax while I get gas, and when I get back, you get in the shower and go to bed?”

“God, I hate when you think logically. Let me grab the keys.” She sighs, dragging herself up and into the kitchen. “Here, this one is obviously the Jeep, and this is the house key, just in case I’ve fallen asleep by the time you get back.”

He laughs, admiring her where she’s lounging on the couch, wiggling her fingers at him as he locks the door behind him. Her car is an overload for his senses; the interior smells like her perfume, subtle and flowery with a hint of orange. He has to push the seat all the way back so he can fit behind the wheel.

He thinks about her the entire time he’s pumping gas. How caring she is, how smart, how beautiful. He’s been working up the courage to ask her out, and it seems like everyone has given him a kick to just do it already. He wants to ask her, to take her out properly - dinner and a movie or something equally cliché for a first date. But every time he suggests coffee or lunch with just the two of them, hinting at it being more than friends, she turns it into a group affair.

Danielle and Reuben had been encouraging, telling him that he would have to be a bit patient, that Mary may not realize what she was doing. But he wasn’t convinced she wasn’t letting him down easily. Trying to brush him off because he wasn’t getting the hint.

On top of that, it felt like a bad time to ask her. With Christmas only a couple weeks away, parties and last-minute shopping and holiday travel is beginning to dominate everyone’s schedule. He didn’t want their first date to get lost in the hustle and bustle of the season.

I’ll ask her after the new year. He sets the goal as he re-enters her house.

He calls out for her, seeing the couch empty and the blankets back in their proper spots. Moving further into the house once he hears music playing. “Mary?”

He can hear water running as he moves toward the music. The shower. She's in the shower. He’s stuck in place. He’s trying to keep his imagination from running wild, but it’s hard when he can hear Mary humming along to Jim Croce while she washes her hair.

He moves down the hall, awkwardly standing outside her open bedroom door. He croaks her name; she doesn’t hear him. He hesitantly shuffles into her room and parks himself in front of the cracked ensuite door as the water turns off.

Clearing his throat, “Mary?” His voice breaks like a teenager. He smacks himself.

The music lowers, “Bradley? You’re back?”

“Uhh- I- uhh- yeah. Filled the Jeep up and pulled it into the garage for you. I’m gonna take your house key with me so I can lock the front door and give it back to you tomorrow if that works?”

His eyes bounce between the floor and the door, waiting for her answer.

“That’s fine! Thank you so much for everything today, Bradley! I really appreciate you. Let me know what I owe you for the gas!”

“Will do. I’m gonna head out unless you need something else?”

“No, I’m all set. You did a good job taking care of me.” The door opens, and she’s standing there in a baby blue robe, hair wrapped in a towel. Her face is fresh, if tired, and she looks more relaxed than he’s seen her in a week.

“Feel better?”

She hums, leaning against the doorframe. “It’s amazing how showers can make everything better. Seriously, Bradley, thank you for everything you did. It’s going to make tomorrow so much easier.”

“Any time. You just let me know when you need something, Mary.” She smiles up at him, the dimple in her chin pops out, and he feels butterflies erupt. “I’m gonna head out, still taking your key, though. You finish getting ready for bed. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

She leans into the kiss he presses on her forehead, eyes closed for a moment after he pulls away. “Night, Bradley.”

“G’night, honey.”

She stays leaning against the doorframe as she listens to him pull his shoes on and lock the door behind him. She can faintly hear the door of the Bronco closing after he gets in, completely unaware that his thoughts match hers.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck. 

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