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"second-nature" for mahalia and bucky because she maybe needs her hands in his curls — @shoshiwrites
you sent this forever ago but i knew i needed to find just the right scene and you said 'reincarnation AU' last week and it reset my brain so how could i not!
She’s quiet after, wordlessly rising from his arms and swinging her leg over the side of the bed to put on her brace. He wants to reach out and trace the line of her spine, get some of her lost warmth back, but his arm stays flush with her pillow and misses her like hell. After securing the final strap across her thigh, he watches her hand linger for a moment on his discarded shirt, tenuous fingers tracing over the folds in the polycotton until they move to her hoodie and pick it up. The mattress creaks as she stands and the light changes in a blink from the white of her IKEA lamp to incandescence, the warm glow of a bulb on its last legs.
He’ll stop at the hardware store after work tomorrow and see if they can’t get it changed before they go to the pictures. The new Hitchcock starring Grant and Bergman — Mahalia can’t pass that up.
He blinks again and it’s back to the cool LED. Sitting up, he sniffs and wipes at his nose before reaching for his water — he’s got to stop letting Mahalia pick 50s movies when he comes over. But then it comes to him that Notorious came out in 1946 and he knows if he Googles it, he’ll be right. He’s also got to stop knowing things without knowing them.
The toilet flushes in the bathroom and he gets up as the sink turns on. He finds his sweatpants and makes sure they stay sweatpants as he pulls a leg through and then the other. Last week, they were brown-green wool for a moment and dark, paint-stained denim yesterday when he got out of the shower. She was there both times, but that’s just a coincidence. It has to be a coincidence.
She’s brushing her teeth in the dark when he walks into the bathroom, squinting as he flicks on the light and wrap his arms around her middle. It’s silent except for the buzz of her toothbrush, and she’s warm and without complaint about his fingers being cold or him being too hot. He’s allowed to hold her as she rinses and spits and stands back up so that she’s resting against his chest, one of her hands playing with his absentmindedly, her eyes drawn to their reflection in the mirror.
Sometimes, he imagines she can see it too. There are moments when she’s looking at him, through him, and past him at the same time, and he hopes that he’s not alone in this and going crazy, that she can also remember box scores from when the Dodgers were still in Brooklyn and mornings when they did nothing but kiss each other until the baby cried and pulled them into the nursery.
And sometimes he hopes she doesn’t see any of it, that this is the only life she has to struggle through. He’s only seen it once, but if everything else is real then so is the fall and the stiffness in her knee and miles and miles in the snow, those fucking Germans not letting her ride on a cart until she collapsed.
He has to kiss her and does, pressing his lips to her cheek before tucking his head into her shoulder where she smells like her good lotion, shea butter and a bit of coconut.
“You should go,” she says, but her hand comes up to tangle in his hair, her nails gently scraping over his scalp and making his nerves spark all the way down his back. Second-nature, he guesses.
#mail call#shoshi tag#my writing#mahalia summerton#mahalia x bucky#ik i didn't have to include the word from the prompt but i was getting to the last line and it just flowed in so naturally
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hiii I really love ur writing I eat it up everytimee ❤️❤️❤️😍😍😛
I was wondering if I could request a Jason Todd like thingy where reader is new to Gotham and she doesnt know her boyfriend (jason) is red hood or who he is really . And one night he just passes out straight in bed without even thinking about his suit and helmet and reader wakes up to this masked man in her bed and is like screaming and being like “wtf who the hell are you” “my bf is huge and he’ll fuck you up” and calling Jason and stuff and he’s just like tf?
Ik this request is like all over the place but I just randomly had this cute idea and I thought you’d eat it up 😍
thankkk uu ❤️❤️❤️
rough night (aka civil!reader x vigilante bf jason)
civil!reader x jason todd
prompt: where jason still keeps being a vigilante a secret from you, and you continue to be clueless that your boyfriend is red hood, until one rough night he forgets something a little important.
a/n: omg hi! i'm so happy with your request, sorry that it take so long, but here it is, i love how your mind work btw, hope you like it, i actually don't think my writing is good on this one, but the prompt is amazing! feel free to send requests!
It was a particularly calm night, at least for you, who had already done your bedtime routine, and were curled up in the couch with your favorite book, waiting for your boyfriend.
You watched on the news that there was a chasing, but this is Gotham, there is always a chasing on the news, you may not have lived here for long, but you are used to the special way of the city, fights, deaths and crimes that flooded the city on an ordinary weekday.
As much as you enjoyed waiting for your boyfriend to get home, so you could go to bed with him, he was pretty late today, and it was already late night, sleep was starting to overtake you, the book slowly becoming less interesting and more hazy, finally making you decide it was time to go to bed.
Now, even though Gotham is a dangerous city, and more than anything, unexpected, you definitely didn't expect that on a cool tuesday night you would walk into your room in your pretty pajamas and comfortable robe and find a huge vigilante lying on your bed, comfortable, as if he lived there his whole life.
And no one can blame you that your first reaction was to scream, scream for your life, while the book falls from your hand, you were in complete shock, the vigilante waking up confused as he looks around and finds you wrapped in your pink robe looking absolutely terrified.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my apartment? How did you get into my fucking apartment?" she said frantically as tears began to well up in your eyes as you grabbed the closest thing to you, to defend yourself, which turned out to be the lamp on your nightstand.
And the man lying in your bed looks just as confused as you do, even more, his head tilted to the side, you can't see through the intimidating red helmet, but you're sure if you could, you'd see a huge question mark hanging on his face.
"What do you mean who the hell am I? Have you lost your mind, honey?" And it wasn't until his voice came out modified by the modulator that Jason realized he was still in his full uniform, including his helmet, which explained his girlfriend's complete panic upon seeing him.
"Look, my boyfriend is going to be here any minute, and he's huge and he's going to beat the hell out of you, so please leave."
The words might have been intended to be threatening, but they lost their effect almost instantly when he knew that the boyfriend she was referring to was the one lying on the bed being threatened at that moment, and also by the tears he desperately wanted to wipe from your face.
And, as Gotham is the city of the unexpected, the unexpected happens, and the huge vigilante lying on your bed starts laughing, but not a threatening laugh, or a shy little giggle, he starts to really laugh, the kind of laugh that you throw your head back for laughing so hard, while slowly removing the helmet from his head.
And when your beloved boyfriend reveals himself, the lamp in your hand slowly lowers as your lips part in pure shock.
"Jason? What the hell is going on right now?"
She said while still holding the lamp, and looked at him more confused than ever, and the once scary and threatening vigilante stands up and wraps you in a hug, while you remain in complete shock.
"Did you have any intention to tell me about this at some point?"
Your mind, still recovering from the shock, manages to elaborate and ask, while you return the hug, as tight as you can, still shaking from finding out that your boyfriend is the fucking Red Hood.
"Honey, I'm so sorry, I swear I was going to tell you, I just didn't know if you were going to be ready to hear it, and if you would still be with me after you found out."
"If you would still see me the same way, you would love me the same way"
And now your shock is for a completely different reason, as you pull away from his embrace softly, your brows furrowed in pure indignation.
"Are you kidding me right now? Jason I would love you and be with you even if you were the fucking Batman."
And a comforting smile appears on your face, as you, on your tiptoes, hold his face in your hands as if he was the most precious thing in the world, and for you, he was.
"Jay, I love you regardless of any of this, if you're a secret vigilante at night, your secrets or anything else, because I love you for who you are and I need you to know that."
And now the bright tears in your eyes were for a completely different reason, you just didn't expect him to think that way, when right there in front of you is the man you loved the most in the world.
"God, what did I do to deserve someone like you?" he murmurs into your hair as you're wrapped around each other, you guiding him towards the comfortable bed.
"I ask myself that every day, Jay."
And now, with no secrets and curled up comfortably in each other, as it should be, he whispers to you.
"About that Batman thing, we need to talk."
#jason todd#jason todd imagine#red hood#red hood imagine#jason todd thoughts#jason todd x reader#jason todd x you#batfam#batfamily#batman#red hood dc#dc jason todd#jason todd dc#dc universe#dc comics#jason todd titans
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number 3 on the love confessions prompt list is perfect for shifty and splendont i can practically hear it in shifty's voice
YOU'RE SO RIGHT
to all my sillies - happy valentine's day! sending you all my platonic love! unless you wanna go on a date? meet me at the toontown corporate clash pizzeria in the district cupcake cove at 8 pm cst. late dinner i know.
i meant to get this out earlier today but yesterday i got distracted and then i was really tired today and slept like. literally until my therapy appointment. and i re-bought rune factory 5 on steam to mod it and struggled making the texture mod i want. i fucked up the eyebrows and had to fix them manually bc the alice texture kit didn't include the complete selection, nor did it include the kid's map icons. so i struggled with that the past few days but i finally found a way to make it correctly yay!
ok ik you're not here to listen to me yap about rune factory you're here for writing!
If Shifty had learned anything, it was that being in love was weird and being subtle was not going to work out.
He'd asked Lifty what he did to show Nutty he was interested, and his twin had rolled his eyes. He said yes to the confession. That was what he did. So basically, Lifty was no fucking help.
Shifty had tried so many things. He tried smiling more, and Splendont asked him if he was okay because he looked like he was faking a smile. He tried making him something to eat, but the meal never got to Splendont, let alone out of the kitchen in an edible state. The most successful attempt was when he tried scooting closer to him, but Splendont didn't say SHIT! He did wrap an arm around his arm around his shoulders, but that was it.
So it was time to be AGGRESSIVE. Shifty had plans to call in the most aggressive person he knew for assistance, but unfortunately Lifty had hidden all the alcohol in the house. Something about alcohol poisoning and regretting it even without that. Shifty was responsible at least… a good ten percent of the time, give or take.
Alas, Lifty was too good at hiding things for him, which probably meant he hid it all at Nutty's place. He wasn't in the mood to deal with him, so sober Shifty was going to have to do a LOT of heavy lifting.
He was going to find the line Splendont drew when it came to affection and flirting, and he was going to get LAID. And a boyfriend.
He stepped out of the van and immediately was drenched by the downpour of rain. Splendont had suggested they reschedule, but Shifty was stubborn, so he drove despite the dark skies and heavy rainfall. But it made him cold, and he shivered. But it was okay because this was supposed to be a sleepover while Splendid was out of town and he brought extra clothes. Funny how things worked out.
The door finally opened, and Splendont ushered him in. “Hey. There's towels in the bathroom if you wanna shower to get warm.”
And in a brilliant moment of presumably horny desperation, the words that left Shifty's mouth were nothing short of… interesting. “Why don't you join me? We can shower together.” Outwardly, he smirked. Inwardly, he cringed. At least if he was drunk, he wouldn't care what he'd said! But he'd probably say and be okay with way worse…
Splendont's cheeks flushed pink briefly, and he raised an eyebrow. “...Excuse me?” His arms folded, but his expression didn't seem angry…? If anything, the redhead just looked confused. Shifty wasn't the best at reading other people, and leaning in and getting up on his tip-toes to look at the expression probably changed his expression and emotions. Or just made him more confused. Hell if Shifty knew, he wasn't a mind reader.
He pulled away. “I'll go… take that shower now…” If only to hide the embarrassment and flushing that had suddenly hit him like a ton of bricks.
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“Your hair's still wet,” Splendont murmured as the younger left the bathroom. Carefully, he grabbed the towel from around his neck and dried his hair and ears, and then did the same for his ears. A rougher form of the ruffling, Shifty supposed.
It was nice.
“You should brush it more often. It's all knotted,” the hero softly scolded. “Anyways, do you wanna watch a movie or show or something?”
Shifty nodded, before trying to think of the most romantic thing to watch. “The Office is fine.” There was romance in that, right? Good enough.
They settled down on the couch, and Shifty scooted closer. Splendont put an arm around him but the younger went further. He pulled himself onto his lap and turned around to straddle him.
“Shifty,” Splendont stared at him. His cheeks were flushed once again, and his eyes narrowed. His hands went to support the younger's back. “Do you have something you want to say to me?”
Was this the line? Golden eyes widened, and he tried to avert his gaze, but the older removed one of his hands from his back, instead grabbing his chin. Shifty swallowed, face going red.
Why was that embarrassing but not fucking straddling him?!
What left his mouth next was spat, but not with venom. “Do I really have to spell it out for you? I love you! Are you happy now?” A faint pout curled on his lips, ears flattening.
Splendont smiled faintly, but it then curled into a smirk. “Yes, I am. Very happy,” he hummed, gently pressing a kiss to his forehead. “It is pretty cute that you'd rather ask me to shower with you than just outright confess it.”
He huffed, grabbing at the redhead's cheeks and pulling. “You could've just asked… or confessed yourself!”
“But where's the fun in that if I want to hear you say it?” The older teased. “But I'll do you a favor here. Will you be my boyfriend?”
Shifty scoffed, cheeks burning bright. “Of course, dumbass!” He buried his face into the other's chest as Splendont let go of his chin, instead stroking his head and ears.
It was a mission accomplished, at least. Shifty got what he wanted, so he couldn't complain. He listened to the sound of the TV, and relished in the heart pounding feelings of having a boyfriend.
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QGDHIW I WISH
The angst augh omg
hmm... let me just...
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What just happened... Alter-Ego saved me...?
It was dark... all so dark...
My body felt light as I fell, I didn't know what happened.
Where I was I? All I knew as that I had to survive with everyone else.
Everyone... else...?
Everybody...
Did that include... Sayaka... and Leon... Sakura? Did that.....? Sayaka?
Why can I... see her...?
As my thoughts began to slow down the extreme pain in my head and spine did too.
A cold chill ran up my spine and finally I felt painless, light, warm, I felt free of my killing school life at Hope's Peak Academy.
Free from the mastermind.
Free from...
Kyoko.
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Chapter 6: Daily Life - Ultimate (I forgot the stupid chapter name whoopsie-daisies)
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Kyoko barely let out a scream as she jumped from a rung of the ladder, Byakuya following shortly behind her.
She owed her life to Makoto, she had to repay him somehow.
It had taken her and Togami a full three days to work out how to get down the trash chute, but if there was trash, there would be food scraps.
Makoto should be alive, he was the Ultimate Lucky Student, he'd know what to do.
"careful, we can't have any trash getting on my suit." Byakuya followed Kyoko into the dark.
Thats where she saw the desk.
"Makoto!" The first real emotion she had felt since she was a young girl. Hope.
Overjoyed that the desk had made it, she looked around the trash room, now quiet and serious like her usual self.
None of the trash bags were opened.
He must have been underneath, he had to be under the desk.
He couldn't have died, alter ego saved him!
She repeated those words to herself as she stepped around the side of the desk and let out the first scream.
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I imagine his body Discovery like the last shot of kaito we see after his death, with the rocket and the black shadow over his eyes.
That was fun to write, thanks for the prompt scenario!
I won't be writing the rest btw bc it's ur idea and ik ur a fic writer, you can use any and all of the stuff in this post if you want (technically you don't need perms but just incase yk?)
Fuck the angst. Fuckkekkejejfjjennfjw. I need more of these amazing ideas op omg
Oh boy more fucked up canon divergence. This time it's THH flavored since I have chapter 5 scenarios on the brain
SPOILERS FOR DANGANRONPA TRIGGER HAPPY HAVOC BELOW (and a bit of ndrv3)
Wouldn't it be fucked up if Makoto survived the execution thanks to Alter Ego, just to die when he slammed into the concrete floor with a desk on top of him in the trash pit?
Wouldn't it be super fucked up if, when Kyoko went down to retrieve him from the trash pit, still believing he was alive, telling herself he had to have survived because she couldnt be responsible for his death, she just found him dead beneath a desk? Don't you think that would exacerbate the guilt she felt for getting him voted as the blackened so much?
Wouldn't it be fucked up if Byakuya went with her because he had a change of heart and wanted to help her end the killing game by proving the mastermind violated their own rules, just to find their one beacon of hope dead?
Wouldn't it be fucked up if Kyoko fell h a r d into despair when she found Makoto’s body and just let herself break because her father is dead and now the one person she was finally starting to trust is, too, all because of her?
Wouldn't it be fucked up if Byakuya had to drag her out of it, because he'd be damned if he let that stupid bear win after everything they went through? If he convinced her to demand a retrial as Shuichi had done later in V3, to use his death as a catalyst to get revenge on the mastermind?
WOULDNT IT BE FUCKED UP IF SHE SAW MAKOTO’S GHOST EVERYWHERE BECAUSE SHE BLAMED HERSELF SO HARSHLY FOR HIS DEATH? Usually in the ghost au, I don't have the killers' ghosts be seen by the mastermind, because My AU My Rules, but as someone pointed out on another one of my posts about the ghost au there's a LOT of ways people could see ghosts in indirect ways of killing them.
God, wouldn't it be fucked up if Makoto’s ghost was cheering her on the whole time?
Also I want more Byakuya development because he sucks (affectionate) and I love him
#danganronpa#danganronpa spoilers#dr ghost au#dr1 trigger happy havoc#dr1 spoilers#dr1 thh#danganronpa trigger happy havoc#kyoko kirigiri#byakuya togami#makoto naegi
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Hello, it’s been a rough day today, I was wondering if you could write something for me? Zero pressure if your not up to it.
The prompt is- is something. S/o goes into a manic episode/mental breakdown and tries to cut their hand off and the boys stop them and help them calm down. For legal reasons no I didn’t try to cut my hand off today twice. :)
Could you have Jason, Michael, Thomas, Yautja, and Freddy in this one?
Again, no pressure to write this, I’m fully aware it’s an… interesting ask. So if your not comfortable, don’t do it. Have a wonderful day!
Of course I'll right this! I'm sorry I got to this late and I'm sorry about your bad day!
Slashers- Jason, Micheal, Thomas hewitt, Yautja and Freddy.
Gn reader & 885 words (not including end note!)
Side note- Ik a few of these slashers can't talk but for this piece we're going to pretend that they can or that they ae using ASL. Also due ignore the title idk what to title this.
Warnings⚠️- this is graphic. Even though I recommend my fluff to 13+ this one I recommend to 16+!
SLASHERS X MENTAL BREAKDOWN
Jason Voorhees-
Jason came in just in time, he knocks the knife out of your hand and bear hugs you. "Y/n are you ok? Please be okay." Jason says as he runs his hand up and down your back. Jason doesn't care whether or not you respond or if you're mad at him for stopping you, as long as your in his arms and safe he doesn't care. "Y/n... I love you, I love you more than anything, you always manage to make me proud of you, please if you ever need help let me know, I don't want to lose you... please my flower," Jason whispers. Once you calm down some, Jason picks you up and carries you to his room. He sets you on the bed, grabs every sharp object and throws it in a bag and tosses the bag out the room. Jason then sqauts down and hands you a stuff animal. "stay here okay? I'm going to get you some water, some tissues, and some food, I'll just bring one of everything." Jasona says softly as he waddled out the room. Jason comes back with tissues, 3 water bottles, 5 bags chips and some french fries. You two spent the rest of the day cuddling, talking and watching movies.
Micheal-
Micheal came in to see you crying while holding a large kitchen knife near the wrist of you hand, getting ready too cut your hand off. He rushes over and grabs your hand. "No, not now not ever." Micheal says while grabbing the knife from your hand and throwing it across the room. You can hear a worried, but confused hum come from micheal. He didn't understand why someone he loves and cherishes choose to hurt themselves. Micheal pulls you into his arms and just holds you there. He moves his arm up and down your back slowly letting you vent and cry as much as you want. Micheal listens to everything your saying making sure to nod his head to really let you know that he is there for you. After you either stop venting or calm done he will pull up his mask and give you a fohead kiss and muttering "I love you, everything is going to be okay."
Definitely for the next 3 weeks Micheal will be spending every Mila second with you (doing anything your heart wants) . Even though he hates the fact of not going out on a killing spree, he will do anything and I mean anything to make you feel better and to see you smile again.
Thomas hewitt-
Tommy came in right when he saw you grab the large kitchen knife. "No. no. no. no. no. no. no. no. no" Tommy repeats this as he runs over to you and grabs the knife. He sets the knife down and puts his hand on the side of your face, he rubs his thumb up and down your face, "It's okay, y/n I'm hear now." He says while letting you fall into his chest. "It's going to be okay, let it all out, I promise, I love you more than anything." He says while running his hand up and down your back. Once Tommy knows that you have calmed down some he picks you up and carries you to the sunflower field. He unties his apron and puts it on the ground so you can sit on it.
He lets you vent, this is the spot where you can tell Tommy everything you want and no fear about being heard. If you don't want to vent/you're, he will let you lay on his chest and you two will watch the clouds/stars. (Wich ever you like more lol<3)
Yautja-
Yautja saw you curled up in a ball, with a knife laying in front of you. He runs over to you, and slides the knife away from you. Yautja then move to sit by you, putting his arm around you. "Y/n... it's okay... I promise, I swear on my life everything is going to be okay... I love you..." Yautja says while taking a long pause in between his words. He lets you fall into his chest, not caring what you do to him, as long as your later going to be okay. He holds you hand as you cry, trying his best to be there for you.
Yautja spends the rest of the day comforting and pampering you. You want food? Boom Yautja is there with food. You want water? Yautja is there with some water.
Freddy-
"Y/n? Y/n please no!" Freddy yelled while running over to you. Freddy nearly knocked you over when he hugged you. " Are you okay?! Did you hurt yourself," Freddy asked while examining if you have any marks on you from the episode. Once he sees that you have no marks,he pulls you into his chest, and holds you there. He will let you vent, as he trys his best to make you feel comforted. He will kiss your forehead here and there before he says something, while rubbing his hand up and down your back.
After you calm down some, he takes you upstairs and tucks you in bed. "You should sleep, you've been crying so you're probably exhausted." He says while turning off the lights. "I'll see you in your dreams."
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Hello everyone! Tysm for all the love, I hope you enjoyed! There will be another post today!! Have a lovely day <3
#freddy krüger#yautja#thomas hewitt#micheal myers#jason voorhees#imagine#fluff fic#hello#slashers#Mature#writers#writers on tumblr#horror#fanfic#x reader#Gn#gn reader#female reader#male reader#slasher fluff
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