#keep giving him more problems 👍

[solcarow]

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[selvepnea]

Been playing Vampyr lately (not a recommendation)

[caelivir]

between me and you, our little secret | suna rintarou

synopsis. rintarou can't keep hiding the fact that he is madly in love with you.

pairing. suna rintarou x fem!reader | wc. 1.3k | genres. secret & established relationship, fluff, down bad and jealous rinnie | warnings. suggestive in the beginning (i got carried away...)

notes. something came over me last night. the entire idea of this made me foam at the mouth. tbh this isn't supposed to be like a fic fic so that's why it's a mess 😭. title definitely did not come from a one direction lyric 👍.

either way hope you enjoy. and happy 300 (+19) followers. love yall.

you and rintarou both agree to be in a secret relationship. your reasoning being that you want to be able to have moments to yourselves without having to deal with the hassle of gossiping peers for now. (or in other words: not having to deal with an interrogation from the miyas).

it's full of sneaking around and hiding away from the prying eyes of your classmates. it's getting texts from him during lunch to meet him at the unused classroom on the third floor after school ends. you'd be waiting patiently, sitting atop one of desks there until he's finally able to slip his way in.

it's you being barely able to get a 'hi' in before rin's crashing his lips onto yours. his forcefulness causes your mouth to fall agape, and he doesn't hesitate to slide his tongue on yours. his hands stroke your thighs before they settle onto one of his favorite parts of your body—your waist. (the reality being he can't choose a singular one. he adores everything about you). your arms drape themselves over his shoulders as the kiss deepens. your mouths move together in perfect harmony, sending waves of heat down to your stomach and ramping up the speed of your heartbeat.

it's seductively messy and hot that you can't help the mewl that escapes your throat. rintarou bites your bottom lip in response before trailing sloppy, open-mouth kisses down your jaw and neck. it doesn't last long because he craves the feeling of your lips against his so rin guides his head back up to get another taste of you. he devours you entirely until your lungs are begging for a breath of air.

it's you having to remind rin that he's going to be late to practice if he doesn't leave now, and he'll whine and groan complaints to you until your insistence forces him to comply, but he doesn't leave immediately, not without stealing another kiss from you.

a secret romance with suna rintarou means being able to have restrain in public or group settings. that's a lie. neither of you are very good at it because your fingers constantly graze each other when you walk side by side when you're with the twins. and if you're feeling brave, you'll wrap your hand around his index and middle fingers for a brief, fleeting moment, but it's enough to make the both of you long for more.

at group dinners, in the chance that rintarou is able to find a way to sit next to you, he'll sneak his hand onto your thigh or hand, tracing anything and everything onto your skin, all while making fun of atsumu from across the table. polygons. misshaped lines. animals. the characters of his name. the characters of yours. hearts. i love you's.

or in class, suna always has his eye on you no matter what you're doing. there's a constant feeling that someone's staring at you, and every single time, it's him. you turn back and give him a beaming grin that makes his heart melt.

one night, when you and rin are cuddling in your bed, you sleepily tell him that you're ready to launch your relationship. you say that he doesn't need to feel pressured by you. you'll wait for him to be ready too, no matter how long it may take.

it's in that moment he's reminded how special, precious, and considerate you are. he decides right there that if you're ready, then he is too. the only problem is how exactly do you launch a relationship? where does he even begin?

he's stuck on it for weeks, and he swears that the longer it takes him, the more he gets tested. because where did that loser from class 3 come from? he's dropped by every single day to talk to you and for a very obvious reason. suna can see the damn hearts swimming in the guy's eyes.

the longer he watches these interactions, the more it pisses him off. what gave him the right to breathe near you? it takes everything in your boyfriend to not approach the guy and tell him to fuck off. you'd probably get upset if he did that so rintarou forces himself to let his jealousy simmer.

it only gets worse after a particularly grueling match. he was worn down. all rin wanted to have see you, have lunch with the team, and go home.

you always come to games to support him and the twins. it's a routine at this point. you'd meet up with them once they got changed and congratulate everyone on their win. atsumu would then beg you to eat with them, and you'd insist that it's fine. rintarou sees right through you. you're always going to agree because it gives you an excuse to be around each other without anyone questioning it.

however, what isn't part of the routine is seeing his opponent flirt with you. it's so obvious that you're not comfortable, and the bastard can't seem to take a hint. the final thread of rin's patience snaps. his jealousy boils over.

he drops his bag and is fuming when he approaches the scene before him. your eyes widen at the sight of your boyfriend because you have never seen him this angry before. he doesn't bother saying anything to the bastard before him. instead, suna wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you in to capture your lips in a searing kiss that you reciprocate instantly.

atsumu's gasp is so painfully loud and dramatic that it probably could have been heard around the world, and rintarou continues kissing you regardless. the only reason he stops is because he still feels the presence of his opponent that had the audacity to even try hitting on you.

"you're still here?" suna scorns, raising an eyebrow as he looks the guy up and down.

"what the hell are you-"

"kissing my girlfriend. am i not allowed to kiss my girlfriend anymore?" rin challenges with a tilt of his head.

the guy snaps his gaze to you. "what? you never said you had-"

"i did." you clarify with a dead glare. "i said it multiple times, and you didn't care to listen, asshat."

the guy bites his tongue, red in the face with embarrassment or rage or maybe both, and hustles away. when he's gone, rintarou finally calms down. he looks at you, feeling guilt rise in his stomach.

"sorry." your boyfriend apologizes. "i didn't mean for us to go public like that. i just-"

you laugh. "don't worry about it, love. i was getting fed up too. besides," your lips pull into a teasing smirk. "it was kinda hot. you should get jealous more often."

suna frowns slightly. "i'd rather not."

"tsumu, ya owe me twenty." osamu says apathetically. this effectively snaps you and rin back to the audience you completely forgot you had. every single one of them is gaping at their middle blocker.

"like hell i do!" atsumu protests.

you blink at osamu, jaw falling open slightly. "you made a bet?"

"and?" osamu shoots back as if putting money on your friend's relationship isn't a bizarre thing to do. your boyfriend opts out of saying anything else, and you have to stifle a laugh.

"hey! don't think yer gettin' out of this! ya have some explaining to do!" the blonde twin points an accusing finger at the both of you.

"sure atsumu. sure." rin dismisses the setter as he's finally, finally, able to interlock his fingers with yours for all eyes to see. you squeeze rin's hand as a warm feeling spreads throughout your body. a smile blooms on your pretty face.

never again will suna rintarou ever hide you from the world. he loves you with his entire being, and he'll spend the rest of his life making sure everyone knows it.

[luffyvace]

MORE LUFFY RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS

Yeahhh!!! Luffy hcs we’re what my first ever hcs were about! Look how far I’ve come! I love Luffy and I’m so proud of myself! enjoy these Luffy hcs lovely readers <3

Bathing together is SUPER FUN

and messy

you have lots (too many) bubbles

and yes bath toys

even stuff that’s not supposed to be in the bath-

like sticks-

let him tell it they’re swords

he personally doesn’t bathe bc he doesn’t care

even if its mandatory seeing as though no one wants to smell all that funk 😀

so he canonly bathes once a week right??

with you !! He can bathe at any time!

why? Cuz it’s funn 😆😆

you turn it into a game! an adventure!

so now he looks forward to bath time ;3

luffy splashes water everywhere

I wouldn’t be surprised if the ceiling is drenched with that dude’s strength 😂🤦‍♀️

it takes you FOREVER to clean up

but you know what takes even longer?? GETTING HIM OUT THE BATH

”AWWW but we were having sooo much FUUUUN (NAAAAAME)”

actually it did take a long time til you found a cheat code 😋

tell him sanji’s making food!!

ez way to get him out 😎

The final boss tho??

is getting him to help out with cleaning the mess up

especially after you told him there’s food around🧍‍♀️

Now bro’s DEFINITELY not listening 🙉

unless you use another cheat code (saying you’ll tell sanji not to give him any meat til he helps clean up)

your not getting any help buddy..

he’s already gone by the time you get him out the bath 🤷‍♀️

but again! If you use cheat code no.2 you can get him to help :)

which leads me to…!

Cleaning together !!

which turns into a game too :P

well, more like a competition-

Because that’s the only way you’ll keep him from getting bored and complaining instead of actually cleaning

even with meat on the line 🤭

‘it’s just so boriiiiiiiing ☹️‘

- according to luffy

so yes! You propose a competition!

and whoever cleans the fastest wins the prize of…….you guessed it! MEAT!

now he’s up like a whirlwind, swiping up all the soap with a towel and water with tissue 😏

you probably don’t even have to do anything anymore 😜

he may have won the battle but you won the war

eating together can also sometimes be a competition

now you can win by playing it smart like Uta

or just agree so he can leave you to eat, without actually trying

but if it’s not a competition…it’s certainly a war..

and I mean the dangerous one every straw hat goes through each time sanji calls in for food..

Luffy stealing your food!!!

😦😦

no but seriously, not even you, Luffy’s s/o gets the benefit of the doubt⁉️

it’s every man for himself in the dining room 😂😂

if your intelligent, depending on if your more like Robin or Nami you’ll either be unbothered about his antics or super annoyed

with being unbothered you’ll have a lot more peace of mind

and luffy will probably get away with more of his tomfoolery because you put up with him 😆👍

however with a s/o more like nami who gets annoyed easily, yeah he’s not getting away with any of that

thankfully for her, nami has less to stress over now (you take 50% it’s a requirement)

If your more carefree like luffy

i can guarantee you’ve got on like every straw hats nerves at least once

oddly enough I have a feeling you haven’t been able to bother brook just yet

dude’s 90 he got bigger problems..

but yes you terrorize everyone (even outside the straw hats) whether it’s intentional or not

if your strong it’s a relief for luffy not to have to worry about you and he’ll send you to defeat some guys, protect the ship or protect one of your weaker Nakama

he highly believes in you and your capabilities likes he believes in Zoro 👍

he also doesn’t have to worry about strong attacks hurting you as badly or if you go off on your own/get lost or separated or smth

especially as his s/o

if your weak he probably worries about you a little bit more but all the straw hats can handle themselves to some sort of extent

and he knows for sure you won’t go down without a fight!

and that you can at least hold over until he gets there

then he’ll beat the crap outta those guys!

he always tells someone strong to go with you to fights or what might be dangerous

if he doesn’t have to be somewhere for some reason, he’ll go himself!

he just wants to know your safe :)

Luffy loves you because your you! and he really just appreciates that fact in itself.

he looks past physical appearances completely and goes straight for personality

and even then he doesn’t judge that!

point is, no matter what type of anything you are, Luffy loves you because he just does.

he gets a funny feeling in his stomach and he gets extra excited!

Luffy loves you.

He simply does.

and there’s no explaining why.

These were short but sweet<3

to which i hope you enjoyed them💗

[batneko]

okay, time to actually type up my thoughts on this AU! With some new art to make it worth it.

for context, here's part one and part two.

so the basics are, Bowser is continually trying to conquer the city and being fought off by the bros, who do have superpowers (I thought about drawing lightning around Luigi's fist but I don't know how to make that look good in lineart) and costumes and "hero names," but don't hide their faces so they don't exactly have secret identities. It's more like being an actor with a stage name. Since they're fairly average-looking dudes they don't get recognized all the time, especially when they're apart, but Mario definitely does more often than Luigi.

But even when they're not recognized by the starbucks barista, people expect a lot of them. Not just stopping Bowser, but stopping everyday problems, rescuing cats from trees or standing in for a broken TV antenna. Eventually the pressure gets to Mario and he decides to fake his death and make a run for it. He's not really thinking clearly at the time and he regrets it almost immediately, but he can't bring himself to go back and face everyone's disappointment. He needs to figure himself out first.

He does at least contact Luigi as soon as he's out of the city to reassure him he's not dead. He doesn't tell him where he's going though, and Luigi can't contact him back, he has to wait for Mario to call, so Luigi does genuinely miss him and can fake grief when he needs to without too much prompting.

Bowser, meanwhile, was genuinely not expecting to "kill" his greatest rival. He never really wanted Mario dead, he just wanted the city! But he's not going to let this opportunity pass him by- Or so he thinks, until he's beaten into a pulp by the other hero that he usually forgot about.

Okay, fine, Bowser can still work with this. Heal up, regroup, give it another try- Aaaand this time he's ganged up on by three heroes he's never even seen before. What the heck is happening?

Turns out that without Mario's charismatic leader act keeping everyone reassured (and complacent), a bunch of people are stepping into the gap. Luigi, Peach, Daisy, probably more than one Toad or Yoshi... Bowser can't plan for this! They all have different powers, different strategies, different types of banter. He's overwhelmed.

So Bowser gets the idea that he needs just one hero to fight. Maybe with a sidekick, but still. That way he can time his cool speeches and minimize the amount he gets punched in the face. He already killed one of them, maybe if he works his way through the others one at a time he'll finally win. Eventually. Someday.

He gets the super crown disguise watch (I still haven't decided if there's a real guy whose appearance and name he is copying) and finds his first hero. Mario's sidekick. Should be the easiest one to fight, right? Bowser just needs to convince him that it's better for everyone if the city only has one hero at a time. It's about continuity. It'll reassure them. Give them a symbol.

Unfortunately for Bowser (and fortunately for us) Luigi is way too nice a guy to chase off some random bear person just for recognizing him and having Opinions about all this hero stuff. Luigi talks to him, addresses his concerns, answers his questions, and the guy is actually surprisingly willing to listen. Most people who try to tell him how to do his job don't care about facts and logic!

Next thing Bowser knows, he's been invited for coffee next week. That's... fine, right? This is progress! It's not a date, it's just getting close to his target! And it's definitely not a problem that Luigi is really cute and sweet and patient and has big blue eyes and a nice smile and the warmth of his handshake lingered for the rest of the afternoon...

Everything is totally fine! 👍

[phoenix-bleh]

Got idea for an intresting self aware au fic thing! A concept I did with friends but want to see your take on it! Not quite a single self aware cookie run character x reader but...here it is. My idea!

Self aware cookie run x very anxiety-ridden reader! Like having a habit of overthinking and yeah lol!

Imagine...y/n knows the Kingdom story and loves the game and the characters buuuuut when they are taken into world...they are TERRIFIED because of dark enchantress, the war and fighting and conflict going on and is terrified of being dragged into it so probably freak out at first about being out into the game like "ok i didn't know I was gonna get possibly killed by cookies of darkness today!"

Buuuuuut over time they learn from experience that things aren't as they seem. seems like all the conflicts have calmed down ever since y/n appeared and no there are no more of the usual story conflicts...instead, it's just the silly conflict of who can spoil y/n better and everyone focuses on making y/n happy and comfy and relaxed rather than trying to tear eachother a new one.

Example (just to demonstrate well..what problems y/n worries about vs. What they actually face. Just to give you a sample.)

Worry: y/n thinks they have to worry about dark enchantress taking them hostage and being treated badly as a hostage....

Reality: y/n if...really big if since they know kidnapping causes anxiety, dark enchnteress decides to take em as a hostage...y/n just had to worry about what snacks they are gonna choose to much on while watching their favorite movie while waiting for the good cookies to rescue em.

Worry: pure vanilla and shadow milk fight and being caught in crossfire.

Reality: pure vanilla and shadow milk have competition on who can make y/n their favorite breakfast dish the best! Winner gets to cook y/n breakfast!

Tldr: anxiety y/n gets dragged into cookie run world and gets scared because they think they will be doomed via plot because of the fighting always going on in it. Lucky for them...cookies won't let plot lay a finger on y/n and just want to spoil y/n rotten!

Self aware CRK x Anxiety! reader

Good luck trying to survive when you got a bunch of cookies wanting your attention 👍

warnings: you get spoiled to death

You don’t know why or how you ended up here in the game Cookie Run Kingdom but here you are. You were surrounded by the many cookies excited to meet you and you were just standing there confused out of your mind. Looking at all the cookies in front of you you realized you were actually here, in real life, and this wasn’t a dream. You let that sink in and on the inside you were screaming.

You knew about the game and you KNEW the story that came with the game. You loved the game, it was amazing, but the conflict that you might get dragged into scared you to the core. Not to mention you were in the middle of the Dark Flour war. What if that was still happening right now?? You were not in the mood for dying today.

The fear in your face was not unnoticed by one of the Ancients, Pure Vanilla Cookie walked up to you and placed a hand on your shoulder. You flinched at his touch and turned to look at him. “y/n are you alright? Is this all too much for you?” His face held genuine worry for you. You put your head down a little “Is…is the war still going on?” you asked him quietly. He still heard you and rubbed your shoulder for comfort “Unfortunately yes, but no need to worry dear if any harm were to come to you we promise to keep you safe at all cost.” 

You wanted to thank him for the reassuring words but if you were being honest they really didn’t work that much. However after some time being here most of the major conflicts started dying down just because of you existing. Even Dark Enchantress Cookie stopped focusing on trying to take over all of Earthbread and started focusing on trying to steal you and spoil you. Which is weird since it seems like something she wouldn’t do but here you are. 

She just kidnapped you and obviously you were terrified of what she could possibly do to you. She could do anything she wanted to you since you were way weaker than her and just thinking about it made you shake in terror. You were then placed in a big room with a bed and one of your favorite movies/shows and Dark Enchantress standing next to you asking you if you needed anything. You looked like a deer in headlights and just said you wanted a glass of milk. She then told her followers to go fetch you a glass of milk. Now you were just sitting here with a bunch of blankets and pillows surrounding plus the dark cookies huddled up next to you with a bunch of snacks all over the floor. You were waiting to see if anyone would come and save you just in case she change her act and decided she wanted to torture, but that was just your thoughts

It wasn’t just her either, almost every cookie fought over to see who could spoil and treat you the best.

During the expedition of Beast-Yeast you were freaking out about the conflict that Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk might have and how much destruction it might cause. Also if Shadow Milk Cookie won you knew for a fact you were all dead. Noooooo it was nothing like that at all. They fought over your attention and for some reason had a cooking contest, out of all things, to see who could serve you the best. You can say you were pretty confused and now you have two cookies in front of you shoving each other so you could eat their food first.

When you met Wildberry Cookie and Crunchy Chip Cookie at the same time you were sure they were gonna argue with each other about something and you did not want to be caught up in their fighting. Too bad you were and they were fighting over who could protect you from danger better. If you were being honest you were just thankful they cared about you but you were definitely not expecting this much attention.

You thought you were gonna be caught in the terrible scary plot in this game and get yourself killed. Lucky you though none of the plot ever touched you because everyone was too busy trying to please you and keep you happy. Which apparently is way more important than anything else, but hey at least you know you're not dying anytime soon besides being spoiled to death.

[wisteriainslumber]

twst characters in a haunted house

its a short headcanon this time but its spooky season yayaayyayay!

warnings: cussing 👍 

Ace

talks a big game saying hes not scared, gets the daylights scared out of him, then goes back to talking a big game

he likes to tease his friends by abruptly grabbing them to scare them, but only teases yuu by saying 'if you're scared, you can hold onto me~' because hes a massive loser with a crush

you wouldn't even notice it but if you look closely his hands are shaking and he keeps looking around the room

arguably hes one of the most terrified one in the room so our unbothered king, yuu, just stands by his side out of sympathy

Deuce

close to tears and his last resort was complimenting a zombie's sfx makeup in hopes the Seven are on his side

probably looked like he was going to piss himself so the zombie 'helped' them out by chasing them until they stopped running in circles like headless chickens

flight or fight instinct goes haywire

it's either 'no means no!' or 'chase me i dare you!' and it solely depends on whether or not there are people in his group more afraid than him

because he will absolutely protect his loved ones awww

Jack

designated 'protector' of the first years (?)

its mostly self proclaimed but he is actually the most scared of the bunch

his ears pick up on EVERY little thing so he hears screams from all the other groups in the house

and that is unnerving!!

hes got a pretty good poker face but his ears and tail are standing up on end. and his tail is REALLY fluffed in agitation

height disadvantage. many dangly things getting caught in his hair and ears and tail. if he runs too fast and forgets to bend down, he's getting his head hit.

grim clung onto jack's tail after a bad scare and since then, has been jack's accessory

Epel

lost a bet and now he has to hold ace's hand throughout the house (let's be honest, this is for the safety of everyone else. its only the fight instinct for our poison apple)

sings random pop songs with ace for him to feel less scared because 1. epel likes his friends and 2. this is the only time he's allowed to be off-key for giggles

loves karma. when ace tries to scare him, epel will simply let go and carry on without ace until he apologizes

everyone and he means EVERYONE can catch these fists

'these arent screams these are battle cries'

creates new profanity out of freight. but he's always at the front of the group (so brave)

Ortho

literally taking notes throughout the haunt

intrigued, kinda wants to recreate it in a VR so his friends can experience it again

except when he does recreate it is literally SO much worse in terms of horror level

because he really does make it feel like the hunger games. its not even a game of survival its a battle of attrition

it gives everyone such a freight

but thats the point isnt it? he just found parts that could be improved on

like, the actors should be given chainsaws so the run for your life can feel more exhilarating!

and the rest of the doors should be removed so the players can use their problem solving skills to get to the one remaining door!

it does not get very popular sjdfjkgihuoij

Sebek

unbelievable that he cannot bring his baton but whatever

putting his life on the line to defend his friends

not because he cares, smh, he could live without their company! but fewer students in NRC would mean that lord malleus couldn't get the true school experience!

big brain moment (advice from lilia) he wore a scary costume in hopes that he scares the actors off before they scare him (he uses the cape to evade)

his body is on auto pilot and he knows what to do, but if you look at his face for too long, this dude is pissing himself silly

he did have a brave moment, though. he said a polite 'hello' to a vampire before demanding them to stop screaming so he could concentrate. slayed

Yuu & Grim

LMAOOOOOO scared?? *them*??? after all they've seen?

literally so unphased

in fact, since they live with ghosts in ramshackle, they might slink off somewhere and reappear alongside the actors to scare their friends

grim pees himself but denies it

in fact grim is like the first one to notice that yuu was not by his side

by the time they make it out of the house, they know all the actors by name???

yuu likes to offer bits of their hair as sacrifice if the actors leave them alone (sometimes they even offer grims fur)

the actors all look so sad to see yuu go??? favourtism smh

you know damn well yuu's getting a job offer for the house here. they'll even invite the rest of their friends to dress up and set them loose upon the haunted manor

Riddle

i would love to say he gets his brain rattled from fear but that is so not true

a childhood of seeing various floating, seemingly severed, limbs thanks to a certain che'nya has rewired his freight system

'its not scary because i know we're in a simulated situation. the actors are fake, the props are fake, the-' you get the jist

startled when something jumps in front of his face and gets mad when his group laughs at him

the actors are kinda scared of *him* because they interrupted him while he was in the middle of a long explanation and that was very rude!!! >:( come back after he's finished, thank you!

Ruggie

RUN LIKE THE WIND

he compliments all the props in the midst of the scare and chaos, who would notice something missing, fr?

a masked murderer would be crawling out of the closet and ruggie would casually ask them about the material the spoons were made of

his strength comes in when he's accidentally(?) sacrificing riddle to the haunters so he'll live

halfassingly playing smash or pass with jade aka jade says smash to everyone and ruggie questions the logistics of his every choice

accidentally remarks how the smell reminded him of his home growing up and doesnt that open a can of worms

Azul

joins ruggie in asking about the material of the spoons, except he's weirdly enthusiastic about it

also takes notes on the atmosphere and decorations

cant take the scare, his brain fizzles out and his muscle memory shakes the hands of the haunters (introducing himself was entirely intentional, however)

biggest loser in terms of he tries to huddle up to EVERYONE for 'safety' purposes. buddy-buddy system duhh

(he's the first to hide under a chair)

Jade

mean girl who flashes her teeth at people then covers his mouth acting like he didnt expose that he could tear out anyones jugular without struggle (he is holding back a coughing fit from the dust)

having such a calm, serene smile the entire time

its as if hes taking a casual stroll

'oh hello there. mind if i borrow this? thanks.' and steals the prop axe from the actors

whether he chooses to chase them back or not solely depends on his whims that day but he becomes a bigger menace because hes smiling with sharp teeth AND holding an axe

Floyd

screams back at the scare actors just Because

doesnt actually register theyre trying to scare them with their screams 'cause?? lmao thats not how u scare people let him teach you-

likes to lurk in the dim lighting to scare other patrons like if he was the one on the job and not paying for the experience

likes to drag out every single actor when riddle's speaking and egg him to behead them all

evil friend who hums in the dark just to get on your nerves

Kalim

screams, then laughs like a good sport about it. you got him good!!

trick or treating is everywhere and this haunted manor is full of tricks! do they get candy after though?

he tries his best to link arms with the actors and chat with them, even if he receives groans and scripted threats in response

he invites the entire cast over to Asim palace because he thinks his siblings would like to experience it (awww)

never worry about losing kalim in the house because he's belled like a cat, so just listen for the jingles of his movement

Jamil

is there really anything scarier than being alive to this guy

he really doesn't appreciate the cobwebs strung up everywhere

nor does he appreciate the sensation of anything brushing on his skin because it makes him feel itchy

the only time theres a reaction from him is if fake blood gets on his own or kalim's clothes because bitch. he will be the one cleaning that so you better fucking not.

the responsible one that keeps azul's glasses safe. not because azul hands them over himself but because silver asked him to (something along the lines of jamil being the kind of person that would ensure personal belongings stay safe or some other ego boosting shit. yeah, it worked slightly, what of it?)

Silver

desensitized to horror

the only time he appreciates the halloweens spent in childhood wetting his bed because of lilia's (psychologically harmful) pranks

if lilia's scares were a 10, this haunted house is like a 3

he proclaims himself as azul's bodyguard and always seeks his hand out so azul can feel a bit safer to go on

silver will also be the first one to locate the emergency exits as well as accompany anyone who needs to tap out (we dont deserve him <3)

Trey

same as riddle except hes even more unphased

in the same year as che'nya and they were together for much more and much longer

and they go beyond just his floating limbs, because he made half of trey disappear into, well, somewhere

che'nya complained about not being able to find his left pinky finger for WEEKS

he accepts like one, maybe two people clinging onto him but more than that and hes kindly telling you to suck it up bc its getting inconvenient to move

sorry 🤷 uh, exposure therapy ig

Cater

managed to sneak his phone in even though no phones were allowed just to film everything

he used a flashlight and still managed to hide his phone (he's able to outrun them, but his screaming instantly puts a beacon on him)

screaming for the life of him but he will never ever EVER forget to do a peace sign for the cams

will constantly ask how the actors managed to make the makeup so realistic and starts handing out friendship bracelets (he made too many with kalim one time with no one to give them to)

those clips of people getting chased in haunted houses then going to hug them is so cater-core (enforcing reverse psychology)

Leona

also pretends he's not affected and sells it very well

he reminds himself that these are props and stuff

he can see much more in the dark, but if you pay attention during a scare, you'd see a visible shiver go up his tail

its gone as soon as you blink though

regularly has a RBF and glares at the actors as if they've wronged him somehow

also an evil friend that will sacrifice you to the scare actors but more than that, he will sacrifice your children and tease them (waving bye bye with a smile and walking away). if only it scared cheka more and not make him laugh and declare he'll protect unca

Vil

plays along because its good to respect the work the actors and staff put into making this experience

still he thinks the sfx blood on the walls couldve benefited from a bit more time assembling

shamefully and accidentally cusses loudly in a moment of freight and apologizes profusely to the actor

taunting leona & telling the haunters to search for him bc he tripped and his ring accidentally snagged vil's hair (petty)

only time vil screams is when he misses a step and thought he was gonna go tumbling. idia laughed at him.

Rook

he chases the actors back

he's all giggly about it too

when hes run out of actors to chase after, he'll start nominating one member of their group to be hunted for sport

another one of the dresses up squad, except he uses it to camouflage himself with the actors

touches everything like this is just a fun little stroll for him

him and trey are having a casual conversation trying to guess the era this ancient candelabra originated from and the background noise is provided by idia sobbing and crying for dear life (leona is trying to sacrifice him)

Idia

somehow both bragging about how fake everything is whilst also cowering behind malleus and screaming the loudest out of the third years

says whatever comes to mind in a panic. no one knows wtf idias aim is. everyone is confused. the art of misdirection, everyone

god forbid he sees a ghost because he freezes out of pure instinct and you'll have to drag or carry him if you need him to move (rip ghost marriage idia)

makes fun of the buff monster costumes because LOLOL LMAOAOA you think thats supposed to scare him??? try harder

no survivial instinct. doesnt run. at all. if he's scared, he's giving up, this is his grave.

Malleus

doesn't get the concept at all

and not in the 'what is so scary about this place' way its more of a 'but the architecture is so magnificent, a little tweaks can get it restored to its former glory'

straight up snatches the floating ghost doll not knowing (or caring..???) that it was decor and rocks it throughout the entire house. does he think its unjustly cursed or does it remind him of silver? who knows

he really likes the aesthetic of the haunted house and everyone that tries to scare *him* are immediately in his good graces. he laughs all evil-like too and scares everyone but dw he's having fun i promise

normal people fall to the floor in haunted houses

malleus falls in love *ew*

Lilia

not that idia needed more reasons to be frightened but lilia fans the fire

shares a rumour about a clown doll that got abandoned so now it hunts people in retribution and of course there's an actor dressed like a killer clown there yk

throwing some bs about how 'oh no, i hope theres not a tall, scary, killer after us with an axe' and when said killer shows up, lilia starts screaming and pulling horrific scary faces at them (the staff leave him tf alone after this interaction)

and if hes feeling particularly mean he'll slink off into the shadows to reappear like a little jumpscare (cmon lilia, you're gonna have to do idias laundry now)

also chills on the ceiling after a chaotic run-in just to give his group some panic when they lose lilia (minus vil & leona, they know better than to worry about lilia's well-being— he's been adjusting too well here)

[lua-magic]

Saturn conjunction and karma of the body.

Saturn whenever sits with any planet it makes that planet extremely matured and experienced.

Saturn with Mercury - Good conjunction, native would love to read about history and ancient civilizations.

It gives skin problems, and makes person looks matured. It gives logical thinking and person would be serious in thinking.

Here, Mercury the curious kid has got the support of old and matured planet that would make native orthodox in thinking.

Saturn and venus

Excellent 👌, native would get money from work, Saturn is work and Venus is money 🤑.

In males's chart wife would be matured and working and would be handling lot of responsibilities.

It also means, native would change his work after marriage or after getting partner or after getting work you get married.

Saturn and Mars-

Mars is body, so native would be suffring physically or native would be extremely active physically, native either works on his/her body alot like native would be in sports or gym, or native could be doctor or surgeon. Mars is also property so native would get gain from property as well.

When Venus comes in conjunction with Saturn and Mars it shows you will get Money when you work on your body or someone's body like gym trainer, physiotherapy or even healers or in real estate.

But Saturn Venus Mars is probalmatic for Venus because Venus is sandwiched between two malefics. Native could be agressive and would get problems from females.

Saturn and Jupiter

Excellent 👍 as Jupiter is the life inside you, and now Saturn your karma is with the divine itself.

Native would face lot of hardships in life, Saturn has one work here, to make you matured hence, it puts responsibilities on native at early age, but you won't become diamond till you undergo pressure, so Saturn is making you diamond.

Saturn is delays not denial, have patience you will get everything in life but with lot of lessons.

Saturn moon conjunction,

Alot has been written on this so I will mention something that is unique, it puts pressure on your mind and native would become matured and serious in life, it makes your mother responsible and deep thinker.

Saturn is karma and moon is mind so native would be thinking alot about his/her career.

Native is deep thinker and research oriented.

Native can also work for the masses.

Saturn and Sun

It makes person's father matured in early in life and give him lot of responsibilities.

Native could be also working with the government, or in higher authority.

It give problems in work life.

Saturn Rahu.

If native Rahu is good or working in rahu related jobs like liquor, medicine, drugs, photography, videography, Internet than this combination could give good results.

Or person can work in foreign land or foreign companies.

Native could also work in technical field.

You need to keep your rahu good.

Saturn ketu.

It is only good when working with ketu related jobs like occult, healing, astrology, tarot, secret knowledge, reserch or even in technical field.

Otherwise this combination gives lot of breaks in career, native has to undergo frequent changes in work place as ketu won't let you work in single place.

You need to keep your ketu good, ketu is service so give service to people freely.

Retro Saturn

Quite difficult as Saturn here is going backwards, so Saturn here gives you lot of confusion regarding jobs and works and not let native work in one area, this combination is of pending karmas, so your past life has lot of karmas, which you need to complete in this life, native usually won't work in same field which he/she has studied and chooses entirely different stream

Retro Saturn eighth is good, because Saturn is going backwards to Libra which is exaltation house of Saturn, so person has to take lot of responsibilities in marriage and person slowly starts becoming more matured after marriage or after getting partner.

Retro Saturn has issues with procrastination..

[chronicbeans]

OMGosh OMGosh OMGosh!!!!!!! That was so good! I didn’t expect that ending at all! But now I have so many more questions?!?!!!!

What is a day like in Welcome Home now? How does reader get through it? Do they legit worship her like a deity with offerings, bowing, etc.?

How is life outside of the TV? What happened to Henry and Angela? What happens to the Welcome Home puppeteers and other cast?!

Do they try to save the reader, or is all hope almost immediately lost?

Does Wally try to start a romantic relationship with the reader, or is it all platonic idol worship within the bounds of a romantic relationship?

Is Y/N technically a prop now? Is the Welcome Home cast still puppeted or do they have physical free-will now?

(Sorry for so many questions, but I’m dying to know!!!! AAAA I WANT MORE OF THIS FICCCCC!!!! 🥹😩😭🤯💕💕💕💕👌👍👏)

No worries! It is alright! I like writing about this dynamic. If I didn't, I wouldn't have offered to write more for it. So, having a lot of questions is perfectly welcome!

Life in Welcome Home for a Puppeteer Reader:

📽️ So, you're in Welcome Home now. What is going on in this lovely little place? Well, Wally is constantly going to be by your side, that's for sure. The neighbors will also be around whenever they can be.

📽️ The way the neighbors "worship" you is a bit odd compared to how you thought they would. Wally, of course, has deemed himself "The Chosen One" or some other odd name of the day (he can't decide. He just knows he's special, though), because he was the only one who was able to go to your world. Well, that was until he found a way to take others with him... But he did that himself. It wasn't natural. So, they all listen to both you and Wally.

📽️ Wally says they should just go about their days and always be kind to you. The only real offerings they give you is food, because they can't eat, but you need to. Before you arrived, food was more like an art piece to be put of a shelf until it went bad. Now, though, the neighbors will flock to Poppy's or Howdy's to get food, just for you! They want to be in your good graces.

📽️ Their kindness also borders on creepy. They all just go wide-eyed, their pupils expanding a bit like Wally's, as they give you praise for whatever you do in their presence. Sometimes, you swear that you could kill one of them and the others would just say something like "Yay! Yippee! You did good! They deserved it! How smart you are for noticing that! It was so obvious! How didn't we notice? Oh! It's because we aren't as amazing as you!"

📽️ Wally is probably very conflicted with himself. His plan, ever since the others had started to think about the possibility of you existing, was to take you here and to be your most devoted follower. He's got that, so why doesn't he feel fulfilled? Why does he also dislike how his neighbors get so close to you when you go outside? He will probably have to talk to Home about it. Home has always been there for him, even when the others were avoiding him due to their lack of faith in your existence. Home will help! If or when he realizes that he might not love you as just his puppeteer, but also in a romantic way, he'll think that it is the sweetest thing ever! His praise will definitely take a slightly more romantic turn, but the main problem is that his way of worshipping once you were brought to the neighborhood was already a bit more romantic. So, you probably won't notice it unless he tells you straight up how he feels.

📽️ Speaking of Home, you live with Wally, now. It just makes sense in everybody's eyes! Wally brought you here and is your most devoted follower. There is also the fact that, if anybody tried to hurt you, Home can keep them out (and keep you locked in)! You just stay inside all day, whenever it isn't "showtime". Wally is always by your side, though, keeping you company! Hugs and cuddles will make you feel better, right? He's noticed how upset you have been and is sure that he is the only one that can help! He'll show you the room he has dedicated entirely to you, which is filled wall to wall to floor to ceiling with drawings, paintings, and poems all about you! He is confused about why you seem so scared by this room.

📽️ You don't necessarily have to puppeteer everyone. You aren't really able to, either. In the neighborhood, the places where you would put your hands and puppeteer them don't exist. They are kind of like humans, just made of felt and filled with fluff. Everyone does have free will. They just act like they don't and don't believe they do. They do whatever you tell them without question. Sometimes, though, Wally likes to sit on your lap and pretend that you are puppeteering him in the "old-fashioned" way, as he says. He just has you place your hand on his back or neck and grab one of his arms to move around. Sometimes the others watch and are amazed, as if you are actually controlling him. If I had to explain how it would look like for anyone watching, just imagine the human cast in Sesame Street. You are a human in a world of puppets.

🎥 The world outside of the show is chaotic, to say the least (at least for the people that knew you). Henry probably watches the show everyday just to see you. He quickly learned that, although he can hear and see you, you can only see him. So he's been having Angela write down what he wants to say, then he presses is against the screen to talk to you. Angela, although she hasn't gotten over her fear of puppets, has been watching Welcome Home, too. She needs to see you. She really misses you. They would help, but they don't know how.

🎥 Back at the studio, they all quickly realized something was horribly wrong. They have a television in the break room that they use to make sure there isn't any broadcasting errors. The first person that saw you on the screen and realized you weren't around the studio immediately went and got as many people as they could. This included Wally's voice actor and the boss.

🎥 Your boss' decision was very simple. SHUT IT ALL DOWN AND CANCEL EVERYTHING. Everyone, especially Wally's voice actor, was heavily against it. What would happen to you? You would just be... stuck there! They had no say, though, and the show was promptly shut down. A few more reruns were aired. During one of them, Wally's voice actor had showed up on the other side of the screen, and let you know that the show was cancelled.

🎥 The world of Welcome Home is odd after the last rerun. Everything seems darker and everyone seems a bit paranoid. Wally especially is afraid. Before, they all had two purposes: keep you happy and make a good show for your world. Now that one purpose is gone, they have decided to double-down on keeping you happy. It is so hard, though, now that you can't see your world again. Most of the time, everyone is just crowded inside of Home, sitting around you and trying to cheer you up. The scariest part of these moments is how the world is so dark, you need candles to see. So, everyone is lit up with an eerie, flickering glow.

[fruitsoxs]

I just read the jealousy drably you posted and I already really enjoy your writing! I’m a sucker for hurt/comfort and I was wondering if we could get a part 2 of sorts with comforting and loving Vash after realizing the situation made him a bit upset/ jealous. Whether you write it or not, I can’t wait to see your further work 👍

i decided to throw these two requests together!

Part 1

pairings: vash x reader , wolfwood x reader

warnings: a bit of angst, vash cries, wolfwood is kind of a jerk

notes: yeah- part 2 so soon for you babes. ily all! he one bed trope is kinda weak here so i think i might write another drabble or fic later because I love that trope. also is this a little too long to be a drabble? idk

Vash

Your eyes flicker to the man beside you for a moment. He’s not looking at you- no his eyes are conveniently tracing every other thing in this room but you. His blue eyes refuse to land on you, no matter how much you try to intercept his vision. You briefly wonder how long he can look at the same lamp before getting bored, but your sarcastic thoughts are cut short when he finally speaks up.

“I’ll switch with Meryl-” Vash says suddenly causing your eyes to widen in confusion. 

What is going on with him? 

Sure this room only has one bed. Yeah it’s a little awkward, but it’s never been such a big problem before. In fact, you have been traveling with Vash for so long that it has happened multiple times before and has never been this big of a deal! You thought the two of you were close enough that something this small wouldn’t matter- but apparently you were wrong.

Actually, Vash has been acting like this for a little over a week now. He’s been avoiding your gaze, not talking to you, and even refusing to joke around like he once did. Every time you try to approach him, it feels like he’s putting up this wall to keep you away. Even the others have started to notice. Wolfwood has been giving the two of you curious glances, and he’s kinda bad at picking up on that stuff.

You’re honestly starting to get tired of it- he’s given you no explanation about why he’s suddenly distant, and it’s beginning to really hurt. You aren’t just close with him, you’re pretty much in love with him. You have been for a long time- and while you don’t mind staying friends, it hurts more than anything to have him push you away this far.

“Don’t bother.” You finally answer after a moment of silence. “They won’t switch with either of us- they did this on purpose.” You explain throwing your bag into the corner of the room. Vash flinches at this- and you sighand take a deep breath. 

Another awkward silence fills the room, and you find yourself staring at him as he avoids your gaze again. His eyes shoot over to you for only half a second before they go back to that stupid lamp. A deep anger starts to bubble up in your chest. You don’t like getting mad at him. You barely ever do. But right now? He’s hurting you. Every time he looks away, every time he ignores you, it makes your heart sting.

You can’t even think of a reason why he’s doing this! It all started a week ago after a night at the bar. You went to grab everyone some drinks, and when you came back Vash was gone. When you asked, Wolfwood just shrugged and told you he went to bed. After that? Nothing.

“Which side do you want?” You ask, trying desperately to get anything out of him. Vash just shrugs. “I’ll take the floor.” He says without even turning to you.

Your heart sinks. What have you done? You don’t understand. 

“What is going on with you?” You suddenly ask, a little angrier than you mean to be. You can see a change in his body immediately. He goes rigged- tense. “What do you mean?” He asks. You sigh and slump down onto the bed- resting your head in your hands. “You’ve been quiet- too quiet. Every time I try to talk to you, you find some excuse to walk away. You won’t sit next to me in the car. You refuse to even look at me-” You cut yourself off, feeling tears threaten to spill from your eyes. “What did I do?”

He looks over at you with wide eyes. It’s the first time he’s looked at you in days, and now you can see that something is very wrong. His eyes are dark- his face is pale. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days. 

Oh.

You’re so stupid. All this time you’ve been so hurt by him ignoring you, you haven’t really paid attention to him. This isn’t about you, or maybe it is, but there’s obviously something deeper happening here. There’s something really wrong.

“You didn’t do anything. I-” He starts to explain- but can’t seem to get it out. He turns away from you again. “It’s me.” He finally concludes. In the moonlight from the window you can see his shoulders shake slightly. 

“Oh Vash…” You immediately get up and reach out for his arm, he doesn’t stop you. You grab him and pull him close, hugging him tightly. “What’s wrong?”

He doesn’t hug you back for a second- his body stiff. Eventually though, his arms wrap around you and he pulls you close. The hug feels normal- like you’ve done it a thousand times before. And to be fair- you have. 

“The other day at the bar…that guy was flirting with you.” Vash murmurs, and your eyes widen. That silly random doctor? He was a bit funny yes- but you only were talking to him because you felt a little cornered. You don’t even remember what that guy looks like. “I saw you laughing- and I just got so jealous.” 

Your heart flutters softly. He was jealous?

“And…I just kept thinking that I have no right to feel that way. I have no right to think of you that way. Everyone around me always gets hurt, and I don’t want you to get hurt.” He’s crying as he explains this, light tears dripping from his cheeks onto your shoulder. “But I can’t help but be selfish. You’re more than my best friend I…” he trails off choking up. “I love you.”

You feel your breathing stop for a moment. The room goes eerily quiet. The onlys pounds you can hear are his soft sobs, and your heartbeat. You tighten your hold on him, so he can’t even try to pull away. “I…I love you  too.” You admit softly.

“But-”

“No. I love you too. You can’t…you can’t do this to yourself. You can’t force yourself to be isolated from the world. I don’t want you to push me away- I don’t care what your reasoning is.” You cling to him as you speak. “I want to be by your side. Please let me.” You beg softly.

His arms tighten around you too, and he shoves his face into your hair, still crying quietly. You rub his back with your hand, and murmur soft words into his skin until he calms down. Soon, the two of you are just holding each other in the moonlight. 

“Okay.” is all he says, pulling away. He’s smiling down at you through red eyes, and it’s the most genuine smile you’ve ever seen. “I promise, I won’t push you away ever again.”

You reach your hand up to his cheek, and he turns his face to kiss your palm lightly. The two of you stare at each other for a second. “I’ll take the left side.” he breaks the moment with a playful grin and you giggle.

The rest of the night is spent cuddling and talking about your feelings. The only tears shed after that are happy tears.

Wolfwood

Despite having a romantic dance at a random bar (and yes, Wolfwood is a surprisingly good dancer) the next day things go back as they always are. Actually, things feel a little bit worse even. After weeks of trying to break down Wolfwood’s ridiculously high walls, you were finally granted a pleasant evening in his arms- only to immediately be cussed at for sitting a little too close to him in the car the next day.

It’s not like you were sitting on his lap either! All you did was softly press your leg up against his, because Vash was once again thrashing in his sleep- and he pushed you over and grumbled for you to get back in your own fucking seat. Charming right? 

Things kept getting worse after that. You two started bickering more. You both started to refuse to talk to each other at some point, forcing poor Vash to be your messenger(he was not a fan of telling you to fuck yourself for Wolfwood). You even got into a tiny argument over directions, that resulted into a bigger argument about how utterly useless you are. (Which definitely did not make you cry that night)

The others in the group were starting to get really fed up with the two of you. 

Which is how you ended up here- standing in the hallway to your tiny hotel room with Wolfwood staring at you from the doorway. He looks over to the single bed in the room, and glares at you. “This is my room.” he says matter of factly, putting his Punisher down against the wall. 

“No, I’m pretty sure this is my room.” you respond, crossing your arms.

“One second.” He huffs disappearing out into the hallway. You wait a moment, staring at where he once was with a frown. When he comes back he looks like he’s considerably more angry. “Apparently- it’s our room.” He mumbles shoving past you. 

Your eyes widen a bit, but you’re not as surprised as you should be. Meryl is sneaky when she wants to be.

There’s some shuffling behind you, and you turn to see Wolfwood grabbing some pillows and throwing them on the ground. He’s got a look on his face that’s not quite a frown. It actually looks more anxious than anything. It makes your own anger fall. 

“What are you doing?” You ask tilting your head as he messes with his floor pillows. “I’m sleeping on the ground.” he tells you, looking up for only a split second. You notice that there’s a sucker in his mouth that’s almost completely gone- it’s his second one in the past hour. He must be stressing over something.

“No you’re not.” You sigh and lean down to pick up his pillows. He catches your wrist softly, stopping you. “Yes I am.” he argues back. His grip is nothing short of respectful, so soft that you actually don’t even think of pulling away. “No, I won’t let you.” you shoot back, making him roll his eyes.

“What’re you gonna do? Force me to sleep on the bed?”

“Actually yeah- I am.”

“Oh? And how are you gonna do that Angel?”

The nickname makes you perk up a bit. It’s been a couple of days since he called you that. Maybe this means the stick up his ass is finally gone?

“Just sleep in the damn bed Wolfwood-”

“I don’t want to-” He growls, glaring at you once again. His look seems to say ‘Stop pushing me’, but you’ve never been so good at obeying warnings. So you grab his pillow and yank it away from the floor. “Too bad!” You yell, trying to throw the stupid thing back onto the bed. He stops you by yanking the pillow back towards him.

The two of you stop and glare at each other, both holding onto the pillow like children. The stare off goes on until you finally give up, sighing. “Look, if you don’t want to sleep next to me that bad- I’ll sleep on the floor.” You mumble, your chest suddenly feeling very tight.

“That’s not it…”

“ Don’t argue with me. You carry around that stupidly big cross all day- wait what?”

Your eyes meet his, and he looks down at the floor. There’s a hint of a blush on his cheeks, so faint you can barely see it. “I said that’s not it. It’s not that I don’t wanna sleep next to ya…” He lets go of the pillow with a sigh, and fishes into his pocket to pull out a cigarette. In silence, he places it into his mouth and lights it.

“Then what’s the problem?” You ask a little confused. If that’s not what his issue is then what is it? Does he think you don’t want to? You’ve made it pretty clear that you wouldn’t mind! So what’s his deal?

“The problem is....” He starts looking at you as he breathes some smoke out. “I want to.” 

Your breath hitches in your throat as you look at him. “Oh.” is all you can say as your cheeks flush red. He wants to? He wants to sleep with you? He wouldn’t be this upset if he meant platonically right? He’s definitely hinting at something right? His cheeks are a bit red too

“Me too…” you finally admit after. He laughs at your words and runs a hand through his hair. “Yeah I figured. You were pretty aggressive about getting me into bed.” He mumbles playfully leaning down to pick up the pillow, and throws it over onto the bed. You can’t help but feel the corners of your mouth twist upward.

After a few moments of silence, he steps towards you and puts his hand on your cheek. “I’m sorry for being an ass recently. I just…I don’t know how to deal with this stuff.” He mumbles looking down into your eyes. “It’s okay Nick…We can take it slowly. We can figure it out as we go…” you reply softly. He smiles down at you. “You’re too good for me.”

And then, he kisses you. It’s so soft, and so careful. His lips are only against yours for a moment before he pulls away. “Let’s get some rest.”

small a/n: as always let me know if you see any typos- i only have someone to beta read my full fics, and i cannot correct my own writing.

[rose-riot-johnson]

May I please request an Android 17 fic where the reader is a divorced single mom, cynical about love and relationships, and good friends with Android 18? He’s obviously interested in her but she’s skeptical because of how bad her marriage was and he has to put in extra work to get with her 🥺

I honestly enjoyed how you requested this fanfic and considering Dragon Ball Z is 1 of the 1st animes I remember watching (aside from Sailor Moon and 1 of the Gundam anime series), plus being familiar with both Android 17 and Android 18, I will definitely see with writing this fanfic you requested for😁👍

💐🧡How Will He Ever Be Able To Win You Over?🧡💐(Android 17 x (Female Reader)

Genres: Character Having To Win Reader Over Fluff (Warning ⚠️: Depending on the reader's imagination)

You met Android 17 when your friend Android 18 introduced you to him, since you needed a babysitter to take care of your child, considering you're a single mom and you had no other choice except to let Android 17 babysit your child. So, whenever you return home your child always got along with him and your child somehow bonded with him. Your child also always look forward to spending time with Android 17, "the baby sitter" for some reason and even asked both Android 17 and you about having Android 17, as your child's "new dad", which you told your child that relationships, love, new marriages, and any being your child's new father is not something you're planning to have anytime soon.

One day Android 17 said, "Hey, sis! Can I talk you for a minute? It's important... I'm interested in your friend... The problem is she might be uptight and frightened, as if I couldn't be trusted or something... Is it me that she has something against or is there more to it?", as he's trying to get Android 18's perspective about you. She replied, "It's not exactly a you problem, if I'm being honest... You see, brother... (Female Reader Name) had some abandonment issues, for good reasons her child didn't care for the biological dad who is now her ex husband, and she had a horrible marriage with him due to (up to the reader's imagination on her marriage went horrible, which (is/are) the reason(s) why the reader and the ex husband are divorced), so if you want to atleast be in a relationship with (Female Reader Name) you are going to have to put in tons of work to be with her and to keep her. I might be able to help you.". Android 17 was surprised and glad Android 18 is willing to do her best to try to help him win you over.

As time went by despite of her efforts to help you put the extra work into trying to atleast win you over, you're still very cynical about love, marriage, having anyone be a step-parent (especially a stepdad) for your child (no matter how much your child begged your mom), and even a relationship. If it wasn't for Android 18 convincing Android 17 to keep trying to win you over, giving him advice, and encouraging him, he would have gave up before then, however she madesure to keep helping him and for him to never give up on trying win you over, no matter how long it takes, since his efforts might eventually pay off. One day Android 17 went shopping with you and your child, as part of his quality time with you and your child, as he heard a voice say, "Aaaaawwwww how sweet... Too bad you'll never get a girlfriend, mr. baby sitter!", before he looked to see it was Vegeta laughing at Android 17's expense. "Let's go Vegeta... Leave him alone! You don't know why he's there! I'm warning you that it won't end very well for you, if you make him mad, especially when you're laughing at his expense!", Goku tried warning Vegeta not to mock Android 17. "Shut up Kakarot! Can't you see it amuses me to poke fun at someone's expense! He's such a hopeless (up to reader's imagination what name Vegeta calls Android 17), because he will never get a girlfriend due to the fact on how soft he has gotten!", Vegeta replied to Goku, as he refuses to listen to Goku for the sake of mocking Android 17.

As Vegeta continues to laugh at him, Android 17 decided he already had enough with being poked fun at like he's a joke to anyone, especially a joke to Vegeta, as he then decided to walk up to Vegeta, then stomped on Vegeta's left foot hard as possible, before kicking Vegeta in the shins (the right side), as Android 17 proceeded to shout, "Don't you dare mess with me, as if I was some joke to you! And if you mess with this woman I'm hanging out with and her child, it would have been worse for you!". Android 17 looked at you, because he thought you were trying to hide being upset, then when he heard a snicker come out, he began to realize that you were actually amused and trying to not laugh, as your child then happily said, "Let's go, my new dad! I knew there's a reason why I think of you, as awesome and I was right, about you!". Android 17 smiled at your child as he then decided to walk back to you and your child to continue his shopping with both you and your child.

As Android 17, you, and your child walked away from Vegeta to get to an area where Android 17, you, and your child need to be, a humiliated, Vegeta then pleaded, "Kakarot! Please help me up! This is embarrassing for this to happen to me!". Goku then replied, "I will help you get up, but you brought this on yourself! I told you not to mock the guy!". Meanwhile Android 17 and your child couldn't help, but laugh about Vegeta complaining about the karma he got from him, due to Vegeta laughing at Android 17's expense, despite if Goku warning Vegeta not to continue aggravating Android like that. You then asked, "Hey Android 17... Can we have a talk?". Android 17 shook his head "yes", as then prepare to be told not to hit anyone again.

Instead of what he's prepared for, you told him, "You still need to put extra work, before I do consider being in a relationship with you, but what you did to Vegeta, I respect that... And it's a big start... I know my husband wouldn't have done what you did and he would have proven to me that he's never willing to fight for me nor my child... You on the other hand have proven to me that you have guts to fight for my child and I... Now, I can see why my child wanted to you to be the "new dad"... Despite of you still needing to put a little extra work into our relationship and taking care of my child and I, I think I may have been, too hard on you, because of my horrible marriage with my now, ex husband... Put in a little more extra work, then I will gladly consider being in a relationship with you...", before you winked at Android 17, which made him blush. Your child then asked, "Does this mean he will eventually become my "new dad", after all, one day, mom?". You then happily answered, "If he puts a little more extra work and with a little more time, I definitely will consider...". Your child started to shouting out of excitement for what you said and Android 17 started to smile, as he continued to blush.

As time went by and Android 17 putting a little more extra work for you and your child, you have finally decided to officially be in a relationship with Android 17. He then began to realize that Android 18 was right all along that his efforts and time did pay off. A couple years later, your friend Android 18 became your sister in law, because you have finally decided to marry Android 17, as not only he became your husband, not only he became your child's stepdad, Android 17 has also became part of a happy family. You, your child, and your new husband Android 17.

🧡💐The End💐🧡

I hope you had fun reading the fanfic, my Tumblr Peeps🧡💐😁👍As for you @sacredwarrior88 I hope you had fun reading this Android 17 fanfic, as well💐🧡😃👍My reason for having Android 17 doing what he did to Vegeta, is because I really wanted to come up with ideas on how to write the fanfic and how I have written this part of the fanfic was a last minute idea and I have a wild imagination 😅I'm hoping I did well with this request and I honestly had fun writing this Android 17 fanfic you have requested😁👍As for the genre I came up with, I haven't been able to decide what genre this fanfic will be, so this is the genre I came up with😅😁👍

[hyukasmiles]

— Hueningkai —

Description: this is purely based off the video of him stopping the door because Gyu had his stuffed animal 😭😭 but basically Kai is really possessive and trying to better himself 😋. also i wrote this in like 20 minutes and it’s not proof read 😼👍

Fem Reader

Warnings: NSFW// breeding kink// kinda.. toxic.?

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Deep down Hueningkai is A. Lot. more possessive than people give him credit for. It doesn’t really matter what it’s for, his stuffed animals, food, members, anything that could be considered his and he could possibly be possessive over he will be. So when he started dating you he knew it was coming.

Deep down he knows wanting to keep you locked up away from everyone but him is toxic, but that doesn’t mean he won’t try. “Just stay home, I’ll take care of everything you need.”

Deep down he knows his members won’t seriously hit on you, but that doesn't stop him from postponing your meeting until you question if he’s embarrassed of you. “They’re just a lot, baby, I don’t want them to stress you out.”

Deep down he knows his fans calling you pretty doesn’t mean they’re trying to steal you from him, but he can’t help the jealousy bubbling in his chest. “Hey- Don’t look at her anymore!”

Deep down Hueningkai has formed this idea that the only way to secure the idea that you are his for him and everyone around him is to put a ring on your finger. So he ends up married to you barely a year after your first date, but it doesn’t quell his possessiveness.

“My pretty wife.” Kai groans into the corner of your mouth as he sinks into your cunt, just like he does every time. “Only mine.”

“Only- only yours, Kai.” You reply just how he wants you too, bringing a smirk to his face. Kai does what he always does, grabs your legs by the back of your thighs, and leans in to kiss you; effectively folding your body in half.

You reach up and thread your fingers through the hair on the nape of his neck, just like always. The two of you know how this night will end, you’ll cum a couple times, clean up, and then curl up next to each other, the same as every other time. Except Kai wants to switch it up a little this time with the newest way he’s thought of to get rid of the possessiveness floating around his head.

Deep down Hueningkai knows that getting you pregnant probably won’t help his problem, but that doesn’t mean he won’t try. “I’m gonna fuck you until you’re so full there’s no way you don’t end up carrying my baby.” You whine into his ear, pulling on his hair as he fucks you into overstimulation. “Gonna look so pretty all pregnant.”

Deep deep down he knows that one baby won’t work… but maybe two… or three?

[manicpixiefelix]

okay so i've started watching Euphoria with my girlfriend (unfortunate for us since its trash) HOWEVER we have been coming up with an absolutely unhinged Saltburn crossover AU (we're only halfway through s1 so bare with me).

It's 2019. Saltburn's canon happened 12 years ago.

Guidance Councillor Farleigh, back in America, in his early 30s, having to deal with everything that's happening at that fucking high school

absolutely winded to meet this kid who's just like eighteen different problems in the shape of his dead cousin (Nate)

also hates this kid (for obvious reasons) but can't say that (because he's a guidance councillor)

Nate doesn't want to be seeing him but has to because he's being made to for various reasons

Farleigh makes a call to Oliver (again, twelve years since that summer at Saltburn)

In this version, Elspeth gives Oliver the estate and passes 10 years after that summer, so Oliver's been dancing naked and fucked up on coke and unprocessed grief and misplaced triumph for 2 years already.

Farleigh, knowing fully that both Nate and Oliver are unhinged and that Nate is probably just as capable of murder as Oliver is if pushed to it, knows this will go badly.

Either Oliver will take care of his Nate problem, or Nate will take care of his Oliver problem. Either way it's a win for Farleigh.

Except Oliver chooses the Secret Third Option and seduces Cal Jacobs (Nate's Dad) which for Farleigh is the nightmare scenario.

The worst part is that he has to act like he didn't orchestrate this situation.

Nate, furious in one of his sessions: - and this GUY who keeps HANGING AROUND MY FUCKING HOUSE keeps calling me FELIX even though I've fucking TOLD HIM NOT TO!

Farleigh, who knows exactly why Oliver Quick is calling him Felix and can't tell Nate why, and is also In His Own Personal Hell: Yeah That Sucks I Wonder Why He Does That, That's So Weird.

Oliver, because he's a little freak of a man who's still obsessed with Felix Catton and the Catton family has even more misplaced triumph because he's twisted it around in his head so he now has this idea that he's symbolically conquered all of Felix's immediate family (Cal taking the place of James who managed to "escape" him)

not sure what happens in the middle, but I do believe Maddy could take Oliver in a fight, and I also think she should be the one to kill him.

I think she and Farleigh are bros (in the way that you can be buddies with certain teachers) and he reassures her and helps her cover it up and get away with it.

thanks i hate it here 👍(<- said by me, my girlfriend, and probably farleigh too)

[ohbo-ohno]

asking for any pricegaz thoughts if u have any 🙏

okay hold on give me a sec. i have thoughts to throw at the wall and hope they stick and make some amount of sense (scroll to the bottom for the fic ideas i have for them but will probably never write 👍)

((tw if you don't know my blog: discussion of toxic and abusive relationships below. i write dark fic))

so the power dynamic between price and gaz has the potential to be sssoooo hot to me, but it doesn't quite Click in the way i was expecting tbh? it took me a while to think of why but i think it's because gaz like... has too much of a spine

like okay: no matter how ooc it might be, in my head soap is disgustingly easy for ghost. would do anything he says, no matter how much he doesn't want to. but gaz feels like he's more likely to say no, to stand his ground and put up a fight

which totally makes the potential toxic dynamic between he and price way more interesting. price would have to use manipulation and more subtle methods to get gaz firmly in the palm of his hand, where ghost just has to shove soap hard enough in the direction he wants, yk?

and like. i love that. older man in power seeing this younger man and molding him slowly but surely into the exact shape he wants, doing it slowly and carefully enough to make sure he doesn't even realize what's happening (because the younger man would hate it). that bit where gaz questions what they're doing and price basically says "be okay with it or get out of my sight" despite gaz clearly being uncomfortable? ohhhhh there's something delicious there

here's the problem: if you've read anything i've ever written ever, you know it's mostly porn. i'm not very good at writing plot, and it's something i'm trying to work on in the depths of my google docs, but i know what my strengths are - sex scenes. in my ghoap fics, that's easy. ghost noncons soap, usually forcefully. but with the dynamic price and gaz need? a fic for them (in my mind) needs way more focus on plot and the way price is manipulating gaz

that being said, if i had the patience? and the confidence in my writing? these are the fics i'd write for pricegaz:

cult leader price x undercover cop gaz. price knows gaz is a cop as soon as he comes to their little town, but gaz thinks he's still undercover. i think i'd have price slowly coax gaz into his viewpoint, drawing him closer and closer to him (with the added bonus that he doesn't even have to be the one to cut gaz off from the outside world). i think eventually gaz would come to a Sharp Realization, and price would be forced to.... extremes to keep him. i think it would be very hannibal/will, with gaz trying to deny that he's fallen to price's level but eventually being forced to confront the fact that he doesn't really want to turn price in anymore

maybe something similar to ruyfylb - maybe truck driver price and his favorite lot lizard, gaz? a consensual exchange but gaz would definitely not be prostituting himself if he didn't have to, and he's not great at pretending to enjoy his time with price (which is what price really enjoys)

fisherman price x selkie gaz. idk the intricacies of this one, and you could totally make it nikgazprice, but i'd like to see jailer price who is resolute in his unwillingness to let gaz go while still trying to keep him happy. he's stern and strict but he does try to make gaz comfortable, yk? i think that dynamic would be interesting, but very slow since gaz isn't the fieriest of characters. i do not excel at slow lol

historical au - gaz has a distant relative who's just died and he inherits a title with no warning. when he travels to the country estate that's his new home, he meets the head servant john price. you could have price teaching gaz how to be duke (or whatever the title is) and keep that power dynamic, while also getting to lowkey have rich boy x mean older man smut. so like. win-win. ((just think of price bending gaz over and spanking him or railing him while having him recite his paperwork out loud to make sure he's reading....))

[ahamkara-apologist]

Uh. You said to put this suggestion in your inbox so here 👍

Aeris sucking Taniks' dick under the table in some backwater bar on the edge of the known universe. Both tipsy and making baaaaad decisions.

Have fun writing lesbians n have fun writing this eventually yeah 👍

I'm havin a fuckin blast and am on a roll, so I'm more than happy to oblige!

(Quick note- there's some dirty talk and mentions of extreme sadomasochism in here, but no worries, Aeris is very much into it. There's also a reference to an accidental mutual bond bite as well- dw about it :))

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Deep in the core of his still-beating heart, beyond the fog of the alcohol, Taniks sensed that this might have been a bad idea. 

It had started off more as a means of testing the limits of his new pet than it had been about testing the boundaries of what his sordid reputation allowed him. Get the Young Wolf under a collar under the freak’s own volition, start forcing him to do things that Taniks would sooner dock himself than ever even think about giving in to. Push his limits, break them through, drive him off so that they could go back to killing each other instead of…whatever the fuck odd sort of mateship the both of them had stumbled into. 

The problem was that the Lightbearer was genuinely into whatever fucked-up shit he threw at him. And this was no exception.

Under the table, the hot wet muscle of Aeris’s tongue pushed itself between the plates of his sheath, lapping eagerly at the soft flesh beneath. Taniks cursed into his drink, crappy old plasteel boards creaking as his mechanical toes curled, and forced himself not to buck forward as the human’s soft lips coaxed his swelling hemipenes out into the open, taking the intact one directly into his mouth. Another gulp of his drink settled him a bit, while the claws of his left secondary tightened on the leash leading to the guardian’s collar. He felt the slight bob of movement on the end, felt the soft puff of air as the human briefly choked, and then squeezed his eyes shut at the near-silent moan, the small hands resting on his thighs tightening as Aeris dipped his head further down his shaft. 

It wasn’t like he was sullying the bar’s reputation. This place was a shithole in every sense of the word; Taniks only ever went here when he was really desperate for glimmer, and every single time without fail, he was tempted to just burn it all down so he could watch the rat’s nest of society’s lowest scatter to the stars. Maybe hunt a few of the cockier mercenaries down, remind them why the services of Taniks the Scarred were worth such a high price. Toy with them a bit, then splatter their brains to bits against their pretty little ships, take them in to give to Eramis for her to play with. Or he could let them escape, let them think they were safe, and then called Eramis in to go play with them herself, give her something to do when she grew sick of playing politics.  

The Sol system’s worst, and he was its Kell. The thought amused him more than it should, and he chuffed into his drink as he set about fucking his pet’s throat. 

Others knew what he was doing, he was sure. The bar was dimly lit, and had that peculiar cocktail reek that resulted from a bunch of different species all mingling together to drink themselves sick, but that did not matter; all eyes were inevitably drawn to Taniks the Scarred. He’d come in with a Lightbearer on a leash in an unusually good mood, and that Lightbearer had mysteriously disappeared after a couple of drinks without a struggle. It didn’t take a genius to figure out where he’d gone, and the shitty little booths held nothing. He didn’t think it was fear alone that was keeping all but the drunkest of whores from looking over to his corner. Didn’t matter which Lightbearer it was. It was still a Lightbearer, and it was still Taniks, and he could honestly probably just start fucking him on the table for all to see and still get away with nothing more than a few odd murmurs here or there, or scandalized whispers from the exiled idiots still clinging to titles and glory rather than accepting the fact that they were seen as worse than scum in their old faction’s eyes.

Not like it mattered. Wasn’t like he was welcome anywhere anyways, apart from Eramis’s House. And he wasn’t keen to hear her lecture him on the dangers of fucking with Lightbearers 

Aeris pulled himself off of his intact hemipene to give his severed one some attention, mouthing at it with those soft, fuzzy little mammal lips while trying his best to stick his tongue down the hole in his shaft- something he’d been doing more recently, like he was trying to fuck the seminal channel with his tongue. Taniks grunted, and kicked him in the ribs to get him to move back to the intact one, more interested in easy pleasure than trying to process if he liked the oddly electric sensation it gave him. Sticking a cold metal rod down its length to keep the passage dilated was a very different sensation than someone sticking their tongue in it, while the tight hot pressure of Aeris’s throat wasn’t far off from fucking a nice tight cunt. Maybe even better, because he could make him choke on it, and he knew that the little freak would rather asphyxiate than stick a knife in his thigh and call it quits. 

The server- a Vandal clutching a serving platter like it was his lifeline- came over to his table, practically reeking of fear. Taniks considered shifting his leg to better hide what Aeris was doing to him, but the alcohol burning in his blood told him otherwise. Instead, he just cocked his head and lounged back against the wall, chuffing in amusement as he felt Aeris’s throat convulse around him at the movement, his useless little human claws scrambling against his thighs. 

“Fuck do you want?” He grunted, baring his teeth; he’d unlatched the lower part of his helm so that he would be able to drink, and it showed off his mandibles quite nicely. The mark that Aeris had left on the side of his neck remained hidden by a mixture of his mantle and his scarf; he didn’t want anyone to know that this was anything more than an act of humiliation, instead of the alternative, which was that it was an act of humiliation that occurred after being bound together by a mutual fuckup. “I didn’t call you over, now did I?”

“I-I have come to ask if you wish for more drinks. And-” A hard swallow, the vandal’s eyes darting back to the bar- “and to request that you take any relations you may be having to your ship. Respectfully.”

Taniks cocked his head, then made a show of looking under the table, to where his pet knelt between his legs. Aeris’s ether-blue eyes stared back up at him, half-lidded with drunken arousal and teary from his choking, the collar around his throat doing a fine job at covering the mating-mark marring his neck. He was suckling at the head of Taniks’s cock, each pull sending a pleasant tingle of heat flushing through his abdomen, and the hard line of his own cock was clearly visible through the tight civilian pants Taniks had told him to wear, the fabric darker near the tip. It was a pleasant sight, and the rush of power that surged through him paired well with the alcohol. “Why? Want to join him?”

The Vandal’s eyes dipped down on instinct, and then shot back up, a fearful chitter sounding in his throat. Whether it was because he recognized the human playing with his hemipenes, was appalled by the state said hemipenes were in, or was just terrified at the thought of letting those teeth come close to his own pricks, Taniks wasn’t sure. Didn’t really care either. “N- you’re scaring the other patrons.”

“You can fuck his ass if you want.” Taniks continued on as if he hadn’t heard him speak, jerking on the leash to yank Aeris up further onto his lap, pulling him half out from under the table. Aeris choked, scrambling for purchase on Taniks’s thighs, but he saw the way his cock twitched in his pants as Taniks offered him to the server vandal, the colour of his cheeks changing the way that it usually did when Taniks was about to do something he wanted to him. In the back of his mind, the part that was still sober, he noted how funny it felt that he was able to recognize that now. “Good fucking luck getting off on him, unless you like sticking your pricks into fucked-out whores. I fucked him open last night, he’s still just as wet and loose as he was then. But I’m hardly going to judge someone for their poor tastes.”

He dropped his voice and leaned in closer, shoving Aeris back under the table. He went with a soft yelp, which Taniks fully ignored as he loomed over the trembling vandal. “Or you can give us more of what we ordered, and fuck off before I grab you by the muzzle and tear your head off your scrawny little body for wasting my time and ether speaking to you.”

The waiter got the point. He scrambled off like a scorch cannon had gone out under his ass, and Taniks leaned back in the booth again, pleased. There was a brief pause, and then Aeris’s mouth was back on him as soon as he got settled, this time forgoing his hemipenes entirely to lap at the entrance of his broodpouch, trying to entice it to unfurl under the hot, warm pressure of his mouth.

Taniks closed his eyes and indulged him, letting his body relax into the building pleasure. The din of the bar faded to a dull roar around him, made irrelevant compared to the sloppy sounds of the Lightbearer’s mouth on his cunt and the soft, short moans he made as he opened him up enough to fuck him with his tongue. The pulsing heat on his entrance barely did anything for him, and Aeris’s movements were getting sloppier and sloppier as the ether Taniks had consumed earlier began to come through in his slick, but the feeling of something warm, wet, and wriggling against his hole was still enough to make him think wistfully about how good it felt to be fucked by something.   

Maybe he’d show him his toy collection when he brought him back to the ship, or let him fuck him with that weirdly rigid stick of a prick. It wouldn’t do anything for Taniks, but it would be amusing to watch, and then he could fuck him again while he was still loose-limbed and shaky from it. Overstimulate him, see if he could make him fucked out enough to lose control of his Light again like he did last night, when he’d cried out and let out a charge of arc energy after he’d been too drained to come. Turn him into a crying, bleeding mess that would still beg Taniks for more, let him push him to his limits and still have it not be enough, because he was just as much of an outcast and a freak as the one who’d claimed him, and had found the second-best place Taniks could put him other than his final grave. 

Remind Taniks that he’d put the collar on him because he wanted the amusement of having the Lightbearer that killed him twice at the end of the leash, instead of the alien that he’d claimed in a rush of frantic, needy heat when he felt those blunt human teeth clamp around his throat in a mating bite, the only one he knew he’d ever get.   

He pulsed at the thought of it, and tugged on the leash without looking, not wanting to leak all over the chair despite the ever- present filth of the place. Shit was hell on his joints when it gelled up. Aeris coughed, but set to cleaning up his lengths with great enthusiasm, the moan in his throat sending a pleasant buzz up the length of his cocks as he licked them clean of precum.     

A different server returned when Aeris was throatfucking him in full; this time, it was a captain-sized Eliksni, and she wore the twisted sash of a sex worker around her hips. She placed the drinks on the table without meeting his eyes or looking at his toy, giving him a respectful nod; he returned it, albeit stiffly, and then leaned back against the wall, sinking into the hot pleasure radiating through his body as he slammed back their drinks- all but one. 

Now uninterrupted, the pulsing heat of the human’s throat around his intact prick built him towards orgasm quickly, and he rode it out with a low purr of satisfaction, rocking his hips in tandem with each bob of the guardian’s head. Heat coiled in his lower abdomen, aided by the alcohol, but it still wasn’t quite enough to tip him over the edge. Forgoing the leash and choke collar entirely, he grabbed Aeris by the hair, then forced him down til his nose hit his sheath- and then, as the human spasmed and choked and gouged his blunt nails into the sparse skin still left on his thighs, he came down his throat, holding him there until his dicks stopped pulsing and Aeris’s lips were starting to turn blue. 

He could tell he wasn’t quite finished, not yet, but the rest of it could wait until he was back on the ketch. He hooked a claw under the collar, then pulled his pet up into his lap, not bothering to check if Aeris was still breathing. Not that it mattered much, he supposed, but he still was, and he came willingly, if not with great effort. As soon as Taniks released his collar, he collapsed against him, panting; there was come and drool tricking down his chin, with more gelling up in his hair, and his blue eyes were distant, staring at a fixed point that Taniks couldn’t see. Bruises dappled his neck, with some bleeding scrapes from where the barbs of the choke collar had dug into his skin, and his lips were puffy from the barbs of his cock raking over them. But the most damning part of the picture- and the one that amused Taniks the most- was the wide wet stain at the crotch of his pants, as well as the conspicuous absence of his erection. 

“‘Course you’d come from me using you like that, you filthy little whore.” He raked a claw through the jizz in Aeris’s hair, resisting the urge to groom it out, then held the last of the alcohol to his mouth, a fruity little ether fizz that probably made up more of a drekh’s rations than what half of them in the bar would ever get in a moon cycle. He could feel their stares from here, but he didn’t bother to look up, even though all of them scrambling to look busy would have made for quite the amusing sight. “Drink. Don’t want to insult our lovely patrons.”

Aeris drank. He downed the whole thing with the same foggy, distant look in his eyes that he had when Taniks had pulled him onto his lap, which was enough to tell him that whatever he was saying was falling on deaf ears. He chuffed at him, clicking his mandibles in mock-disappointment, then stood, dropping him off of his lap to jerk him towards the door. “Follow. This place was a waste of our time.”

The Lightbearer stumbled after him, and though he didn’t have much of a choice with the leash around his throat, Taniks liked to believe that he would have looked just as pathetic parading him around behind him otherwise. To the sex worker who served them last, he flipped a cube of glimmer, but he left nothing else. Their lives were payment enough, and they knew it. And as the other patrons watched them stumble out of the bar, staring after them with disgust and curiosity and revulsion and fear, he knew that what he had done was writ plain on Aeris’s face, marking him as his just as clearly as the collar around his throat or the scars on his neck. 

Taniks, the Scarred. Taniks, Guardian-Keeper. Taniks, Lightbearer-Tamer. 

He liked the sound of that. 

…So long as Eramis didn’t find out.

[ineffablydelighted]

[How exploring the Ineffable Husbands' dynamic in Good Omens can help us figure out what the show/book is all about, Part 1/?]

Also called: This human has, apparently, too much time on her hands and will be trying to Effable the Ineffable for [...] hours.

Ah, Hello! 👋

I'm ineffably delighted to meet you all! 😇

Let's cut to the chase and bear with me as we try together to analyze further the subject of the day:

Aziraphale is in love with Crowley and I am pretty sure he is aware of that fact BUT 

[yes, there is a "but", do not erase me from the Book of Life just yet, let me explain first, homie 🥺] 

I do not believe he can comprehend WHY he is just yet, and what that would mean for him in terms of... well... EVERYTHING he ever stood for.

It will also be the perfect roots to answer the biggest question yet :

What is Good Omens all about, exactly?

[Yeah, it's a tough one. When I say "bear with me", I really insist on the fact that it will be LONG. I will try my best to make it fun to read and to allow some "natural breaks" but know that I would appreciate your unshared attention if you're willing to give it to me. 😇]

Although, would you have the chance to ask him about it (probably looking at a cup of tea as we would all do in Earthy fashion), Aziraphale would have somewhat of an answer to give you, probably in the range of:

"Because, deep down, Crowley is the nicest being I've ever known."

Is it false? No, Crowley IS nice. Swaggeringly nice, occasionally unhinged, but still. Nice.

And that is somewhat the core of the... "problem" for our soon-to-be Supreme Archangel [Yep, the pain is still fresh, thanks for asking, you're welcome for reminding you 😭👍] because, as much as Crowley learned nuances due to past experiences (Falling being, most likely, the most traumatic one,) Aziraphale remains bound to think in absolutes. And everything relates to THIS perfect meme right there:

[Whoever you are, person/entity who has done that, you have forever my utmost gratitude and respect]

I'm far from bringing anything new to the table here, but to Aziraphale, Crowley should NOT have fallen in the first place. Because of how nice he is. Crowley IS an angel, to him. In fact, I'll go even further by stating that, to Aziraphale,

Crowley is more of an Angel than ANY Angel in the "Main Office."

Let's present our other contestants, shall we?

When he ruled, Gabriel was an absolute a** and had an ego the size of, idk, at least A DOZEN GALAXIES. He made Aziraphale feel like... well... poop most of the time they interacted.

That is why, in S2 when Gabriel/Jim tells him "I love you", Aziraphale, even being and considering himself a "creature of love", happens to be utterly unable to either reciprocate or take the compliment. At this moment, later enhanced when he reminds himself of the Job case, he realizes he is able to feel, if not hatred, NOT love NOR admiration for somebody he should somewhat consider a role model.

That is very important for Aziraphale's present and future character development, especially considering Gabriel/Jim's own fate, so please keep that in mind.

Michael? Oh God, Same if not worse: too condescending and ambitious in the wrong way to inspire anything nice to anybody.

Sandalphon just does what they are told but can totally throw a punch if necessary.

Uriel is mostly cold, occasionally cruel, and can also be physically threatening.

[I love the actress, though. Gloria Obianyo deserves a Ph.D. in Resting Bitch Facing for her performance in Good Omens alone and I'm here for it.]

S2 Saraqael seems to be more layered but has also been hurtful to Aziraphale (especially when she ironized that he couldn't possibly be the 25-Lazarii-magnitude-miracle caster).

Overall, S1 Aziraphale refers to the "Main Office" Angels as "BAD ANGELS!" after their hostile encounter. We could see from his face he would have wanted to use harsher words but couldn't get past his forgiving, decent nature.

Before we talk any furfur-ther [Am I proud of this so-called pun? A-BSOLUTELEH 😎🤭], let's add a really important stone/layer to our favorite Angel's thinking: to him, it is simple maths:

GOOD = RIGHT, BAD = WRONG

And let's save it for later, shall we?

[Killgrave dear is just here to remind you you can take a break anytime to drink a glass of Talisker if you'd like, or, more so, if HE'd like. Also because that character is THE best David Tennant role on television - 10th Doctor being the worthy third, I let you guess which character is our second now - and I might have wanted to use this gif just to be able to say that, who knows? *whispers* Mysssteryyyy...]

Anyway.

To a being like Aziraphale, who mostly thinks in dichotomy, being an Angel requires one main requirement: being GOOD.

[Buy a farrrrrm and be good! Not just "pretendy" good but. properly. GOOD! - NO, I couldn't find the gif and YES, I'm mad about it, but since I'm also unable to make one myself, I'll just shut it.]

That is why he refers to the Main Office Archangels as simply being BAD.

At that moment, they had been mean to him, threatening, and, by doing so, they became somewhat active in Hell's Armageddon project. Making them "bad" angels, but, more so:

Bad at BEING Angels.

Aziraphale, on the other hand, is, at heart, the penultimate goody-two-shoes: he does feel bad about himself whenever he does something bad/wrong such as lying (it has started to change, and I'll nuance that statement another time, but you get the grip).

He is constantly scared he might fall whenever he somewhat defies God's will or the idea he built in his head of what an Angel should be(have).

But have you paid attention to how his "Angelmates" NEVER seem to CARE about their own displays of, let's say "unconventional characteristics" for what should be the highest "Representatives of the sole concept of Good"?

Have you ever seen Gabriel or Michael being self-conscious about their narcissism and condescending tendencies? Uriel about their coldness? Saraqael about their sarcastic nature? Any of them about their use of violence? Of course not! They seem to be perfectly fine with it!

They own their characteristics, good AND bad.

Aziraphale does not.

Aziraphale is... soft. Even if he, at times, expresses regrets to be just that, he also applies it to his Angelic nature.

You know who else is soft?

Crowley.

Crowley is soft because he cannot kill children and takes it upon himself to LITERALLY DEFY BOTH GOD AND SATAN'S WILL TO SAVE SAID CHILDREN, including two annoying ones [especially the one who DARED to hit on Aziraphale but that is a topic for another day]

[MASSIVE Bildad the Shuhite fangirl here, consider yourselves warned.]

Crowley is soft because he cannot even kill GOATS.

Defying both God's and Satan's will to save kids? Yeah, eventually, okay.

Defying God's and Satan's will to save goats? Man, that's so effingly. more. powerful.

[Oh, look! A bird flying, normal thingy, nothing to see here, buh-bye!]

Crowley is soft because he proposes/"tempts" Aziraphale to "eat a spot of lunch", especially whenever his Angel experiences stress.

We have barely seen him eat, which might indicate he does not have such a strong taste for it personally. He only goes to the Ritz to enjoy Aziraphale's company and to watch him happily eat scrumptious, comforting foods.

[Okay, also because it morphed into a proper kink at some point but that is NOT today's subject, so stop trying to make me deviate from it! 😣]

Oh, and, before you bring that up, no, the alcohol motive is not relevant since he can, in all probability have a glass of Talisker in ANY sort of pub/restaurant in London.

[As a proper peated whisky lover who happens to be French, let me tell you this is NOT the case in my country and I'm super duper jealous of you, lads.]

Crowley is soft because he takes care of both Gabriel and Aziraphale's bookshop, even if it is clear he loathes the first and expressingly said he would not be a bookseller "even at gunpoint."

And, by "taking care of", know that I MEAN IT: he kept an eye on Jim, didn't wake him up when he heard him snore, answered any question he had, no matter how seemingly stupid they were [Even if Crowley, of all beings, cannot be anything but a raging "There is no stupid question, only stupid answers" representative] and offered him hot cocoa. As for the Booksho-P[uhhhhh *exhales in asthma*], he attempted to repair Jim's messy ordering twice and meticulously rearranged the place after ✨the Ball✨

[What do you mean, "he also Killgraved him into jumping out of the window?" HE ALSO STOPPED HIM FROM DOING SO, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. #NotBiasedInTheSlghtestIndividual]

Crowley is soft because he shares his Bentley with Aziraphale. Which is a VERY. BIG. DEAL. considering it was, at the time, HIS LAST ONE AND ONLY PRIZED POSSESSION.

[Should I mention that the Bentley FALLS IN LOVE with Aziraphale or is debating on whether or not that falls into the Oedipian complex territory off-topic? Yes, I'll see myself out.]

Crowley is soft because he rescues Aziraphale on countless occasions, even though, 99% of the time, that is pretty much unnecessary.

For real, guys: if Aziraphale had been discorporated in the course of his 6000+ years on Earth at any other given moment BUT on the eve of THE WAR with a capital "W", nobody in Heaven would have flinched.

[I do have a theory, though: maybe being re-incorporated takes quite a long time, which would have meant too many years apart from each other, hence the growing Damsel in Distress kink in Aziraphale, idk THAT IS NOT TODAY's SUBJECT, OKAY?!]

Also, Crowley is soft because "doing that makes him so happy".

Do you know who is supposedly "so happy" to save living things, aka GOD'S CREATIONS? Angels.

Crowley is soft because he rescues Aziraphale even when it is ACTUALLY ENDANGERING for both of them

He risked: his life, his pretty comfortable position "he carved out for himself", both his Earthy and Infernal homes sort of speak, AND EVEN HIS CAR to save his Angel's bottom/help him out in the direst situations (like stopping time to stop SATAN HIMSELF.)

[Also his past/present/future existence altogether, but the Bentley is more important, as I'm sure we'll all agree.]

[That is a Class A Protective/Helpful Husband, right there.]

Crowley is soft because he encourages Aziraphale to follow his passion for ✨prestidigitation✨

Even though he is pretty... amateurish at it. Not only does he encourage him, but he also HELPS him when he accepts to be his dashing assistant on stage.

[Yes, he does tell S1 Aziraphale to stop doing magic because he "has no idea how demeaning that is" but I'm pretty sure it was BECAUSE of S2 1941's events. Also, #WeStan1941Crowley here.]

Crowley is soft because he works pretty hard to make two humans he barely knows fall in love.

Yes, he also does it to cover his and Aziraphale's 25-Lazarii-magnitude-miracle lie BUT don't tell me his amazed expression when he thought he was about to witness Nina and Maggie actually falling for each other was not the purest, sincerest of all.

Finally, even if I could come up with more examples,

Crowley is soft because he saved Aziraphale's books JUST because he KNEW and CARED that Aziraphale CARED about said books.

That also, in Michael Sheen's very own opinion [as stated by Neil Gaiman in S1 GO DVD commentary], shared by many fans, and myself very much included, marks the moment

Aziraphale falls in love with Crowley.

[I DARE you to tell me THIS is NOT THE LOOK OF LOVE PERSONIFIED, go on, fight meh.]

So. WHY did it happen at that moment in particular? Well, because, first of all:

As a proper Jane Austen fan, Aziraphale is a slow burner.

Also, to him, an actual Angel, love is everywhere, so differentiating one love from another might be more difficult for somebody who can feel it whether or not it is even their own.

BUT [have you started getting used to my "but"s yet or should I harass you some more?] Let's go back in time to see how every previous encounter (that we know of) led to that pinnacle, shall we?

[Oh and, YES, this sort of essay will be long, and NO, I had no idea how much it would be when I started writing it, and still haven't, tbh 🤷‍♀️]

During part 2, we will also dive a little bit deeper into what Good Omens is all about.

[Yeah... I figured we would all need a break at this point.]

More on that later, then!

Hope I kept your interest at a reasonable peak. See you soon, Angels ❤

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