#literally couldn't stop thinking abt this until i made it

[guinevereslancelot]

[ferigrieving]

when hell freezes over.

⊹ ࣪ in which touya todoroki finds himself.

a.n sorry this took so long i rewrote it like ten times because it wasnt going where i wanted to and it still lowkey isnt but i think this is the best ill do and im too excited to get to the later chapters so i might just rewrite them all to be better when im done ! i dont know im just really passionate abt this fic i literally got a writing notebook just for it...

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⤷ masterlist ; requests open ; two – 2006 ; four – 2010 ; 4.4k words

touya todoroki was eight when his hair began to turn white.

his father had given up on him. said there was no point in training him. not when his quirk began eating away at his body everytime he used it.

every night, you would find more, and more burns. some more severe than the others, the skin peeling and rotting in ways you didn't know was possible. and every night, you’d place your cold, cold hands on him, and heal him as best as you could.

sometimes, you wanted to stop. your quirk made you feel like you had been plunged in an ice cold bath, hands holding you down as you struggled to breath. you could feel the ice creeping into your veins, threatening to freeze you from the inside out. but you kept on pushing. for touya. for the boy who couldn't give up, even if he wanted to.

“enji went to the doctor’s today.” touya spoke, leaning against the trunk of the big oak tree. “said i cant use my quirk anymore. ‘parently i have my mom’s body or… whatever.”

you could hear the anguish in his voice. his dream, no. his father’s dream was now a lost cause. all the hours, all the blood, the sweat, the tears, down the drain in an instant. all because he lost the genetics lottery. 

“what… what now?”

touya pushed away from the tree to look directly at you as he waited for his answer. the sun was beginning to set, casting an orange glow on both of you. you two never met in the daytime. afraid your parents would find out, that endeavour would find out. you were both on edge, and today’s news didn’t help at all.

“i dont know, toy’.” 

"you don’t know?” touya responded in disbelief. he was angry at the situation, and angry at himself. “of course you don’t know. you don’t know anything. do you even care?”

touya’s voice was harsh, cold. he didn’t mean to hurt you, he really didn’t. 

but when you’re an eight year old child who just had your dreams snapped away from you days after your birthday, it was a normal reaction. or as normal as one can be in a situation like this, anyway.

he began pacing, hands tugging at his hair with so much force you were afraid he would rip it from his scalp. touya’s hair had begun turning white in some places, and you didn't know whether it was from his mother, or from stress. you don't know which one you would have preferred.

you didn't know what to do. your parents never trained you on how to use your quirk at all. sometimes, selfishly, you wished you had a father like endeavour. a figure in your life that would help you hone your quirk the way enji did to touya. you could take it, the harsh words, and the unforgiving regime, if only it meant you could relieve the pain touya seemed to feel in every waking moment.

“i’m—” he mumbled, stopping to look at you.

touya looked like a mess. his skin was littered with burns and scars you couldn't heal all the way, his eyes bloodshot from tiredness and stress, hair messy and greasy.  his voice was soft, and if you really listened, you could hear him trembling.

“i didn’t mean that. i’m sorry.”

touya slowly walked over to your spot and sat down wordlessly. his shoulders slumped, and he brought his knees to his chest.  he didn’t say anything for a long time. the sound of cicadas surrounded the two of you, and the last of the sunlight faded away. the sky was dark, and a few stars had already begun to appear. the moon was half way dark, peeking out from behind the clouds in the night sky.

as touya rested, you slowly inched closer to him until your shoulder touched his. he didn’t flinch away, and instead slowly rested his head on your shoulder. 

after a few moments, he spoke softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

“what am i going to do?”

touya was a just a kid, but sometimes you forgot that. you forgot that he was just a child, not some grown adult that could handle the pressure of the world on their shoulders like endeavour had made him out to be.

“have fun.”

touya’s head moved from your shoulder to look at you. 

”have fun?” he responded in disbelief. “i can’t really have fun when my quirk— when my whole life is falling apart, can i now?”

"your whole life doesn't have to revolve around your quirk, touya."

“how is it not supposed to revolve around my quirk?”

touya sat up straighter, putting distance between the two of you. he looked at you with an incredulous look, like you had just suggested he run away with his tail between his legs.

“all i’ve ever done is train, train, and train. train and work my butt off for a quirk i never even really wanted. and now it’s all going down the drain like i’m nothing more than trash.”

touya sat back against the tree again, leaning his head back and looking up at the stars, emerging from their cocoon once more.

”this is all i’ve ever had. without my quirk, i’m nothing.”

he was bitter and resentful. at his father, for lighting this fire under him. at his mother, for giving birth to him. at himself, for not being enough.

to touya, the idea of suddenly stopping everything he knew seemed impossible. being the number one hero was the only thing on his mind since the day he was born. it was engraved into his brain, and all he knew to do. 

so now that he was stripped of that, where did that leave him? what was he supposed to do? who was he, if not the less than perfect successor for his father?

“what am i gonna to do now, huh? play outside? play with others? run around like a freakin’ kid?”

“yeah, actually.. you should play with me.”

“play with you?” touya responded sceptically, raising an eyebrow at you. “what are we supposed to do? have a tea party?

the idea of playing, especially in his current state of mind, seemed like a foreign concept. you two played sometimes, yes, but touya sometimes felt like he was going through the motions, if anything. he never really found anything in playing house with you, or pretending he was a villain and you, a monster. at least thats what he told himself, anyway. he’d rather keel over and die than admit he enjoyed spending time with you.

“if you wanna.”

touya looked dumbfounded. like you had just sprouted a second head. he knew you could be a little slow sometimes, but this was too much.

“seriously? we’re like… eight. we’re too old for that. we’re basically teenagers. ‘n’ you want to spend your time playing tea party? ” he said, making a face. “when we could be doing something actually fun, like skipping rocks or something? don't you have anything else in that head of yours?”

“...we could go to the park?”

“the park?” touya repeated, staring at you, a sarcastic lilt to his voice. “why do you wanna go to the park? so we can sit and spin around on the roundabout till we fall off?” 

“i mean.. no one's gonna be there. its late, so we’ll have it all to ourselves, touya.”

“that’s…” he began before stopping.  it actually sounded kind of cool. the idea of sneaking into an empty park at night with you. the idea of getting caught… excited him.

he let out a grumble, looking away. “fine. let’s go to the park.” he relented.

touya slowly got up from the ground and dusted off his pants before sticking his hands into the pockets of his hoodie.

“this better not be stupid,” he muttered as the two of you began making your way through the park.

it was late, meaning there was basically no one out except the occasional night-shift worker or the local drunkard. the only sounds to accompany you were the cars driving past, or the songs of the crickets. as the two of you walked, touya glanced over at you.

he noticed the way you walked confidently, almost with purpose. he would often catch himself stumbling as he walked, still not used to his gangly limbs. you, on the other hand, seemed to move so flawlessly. he was premature, and as a result, was shorter than fuyumi, and probably natsuo when he becomes of age. he was taller than you, sure, but that wasn't a feat by any means considering your height.

he kept his gaze on you for a few more seconds before looking away.

“hey,” he spoke suddenly, breaking the silence. “how come ya’ never play with other kids?”

it was a question that was bothering him for a while now. you never seemed to want to go hang around other kids, opting to stick by his side. touya could never really figure out why. maybe he didn't want to. he couldn't tell.

“why would i, touya,” you grinned, stretching out his name and slinging an arm around his shoulder, relishing in the way he recoiled. “when i have you?

a scoff.

“don’t say that,” he said in a deadpanned voice, but there was a light flush beginning to spread across his face.

he wasn't used to receiving praise from anyone, but when it came from you… it made him uncharacteristically embarrassed. touya didn't particularly know his emotions very well, especially not one that made him so flustered he wanted to throw up. not one that only ever seemed to show its face whenever he was around you.

“seriously, though. i’ve never seen you talk to anyone else like you do with me. how come?”

touya continued walking, casting an expectant glance in your direction. you didn't know what to say.

he had no idea why he wanted to know so badly. why the idea of you talking to other kids bothered him so much.  and he knew it was stupid. you were allowed to make other friends. hell, he was the one not letting you make friends with other people. but the thought of you talking to anyone else other than him sent a sharp pang to his chest.

he shook the thought away, forcing the feeling of possessiveness down.

after a few moments of silence, he spoke again, keeping his gaze straight ahead.

“...what makes me so special, anyway?”

“shut up, touya.”

touya let out a surprised huff of air at your response.

he stopped walking and spun around to face you so suddenly, that you nearly ran into him. there was a scowl on his face, and his eyes were narrowed.

“don’t tell me what to do,” he replied in a low tone, trying to sound intimidating the way his father seemed to be so effortlessly.

he wasn’t quite sure why. maybe it was the thought of you giving your attention to someone other him, or maybe he just wanted some sort of response from you. 

he leaned closer, using his barely-there advantage of height to loom over you. he watched your face, trying to figure out what was going through that dumb head of yours.

touya’s face inches closer to yours, close enough that you could feel his warm breath fan across your face. his eyes were locked onto yours, watching intently as you began to shift uncomfortably.

your hands began to feel a lot colder than usual as your fingertips began to turn white. the warmth in your veins was quickly replaced with a chill that you were all too familiar with.

your heart was beating quick and fast. you hadn’t realised how hard it had been beating until you felt your heart thump against your chest. you were sure touya could hear it, with how close he was. 

you could feel the heat rising to your cheeks as he leaned in even closer, his eyes still locked in onto yours. there was a determined look in his eyes, like he was trying to figure you out.

“whatever. i wanna go on the seesaw.”

touya’s expression soured at your nonchalant reaction. instead of the nervous stammering and stuttering he was hoping for, you had calmly responded, not giving him the slightest show that he had any sort of effect over you.

he watched as you looked away, avoiding his gaze. there was a faint redness to your cheeks, and a part of him felt satisfied at the sight of it. but there was also an undercurrent of annoyance at the idea of being dismissed like that.

he let out a scoff and backed away, putting some distance between the two of you.

“the seesaw?” touya repeated, raising an eyebrow. “what are ya, five years old?”

he wasn’t quite sure what he had been expecting you to propose, but it certainly wasn’t that. the thought of standing on a children’s toy, awkwardly swinging up and down and up again, was laughable.

you, on the other hand, seemed completely serious as you nodded. “yeah!”

he stared at you for a moment, contemplating whether or not you were messing with him. but your expression was as deadpan as always, giving no hint that you were anything but sincere.

he let out a heavy sigh, rolling his eyes as a look of resignation crossed his face. “fine. let’s go on the damn seesaw.”

you grinned, bounding over to it with way too much energy someone should have in the dead of night. touya rolled his eyes again at your excitement. he was not particularly enthusiastic about going on a child’s toy, but he begrudgingly followed you to the playground. you practically dragged him over to the brightly painted seesaw, eagerly taking a seat on one side.

he reluctantly took a seat on the opposite one, the metal frame of the seesaw creaking under his weight. he glanced over at you, a frown on his face. "this is stupid."

you, on the other hand, were having the time of your life. you bounced up and down on the other end of the seesaw, giggling as the metal frame made squeaking sounds. touya sat on the other side, arms crossed, but you could tell by the way his shoulders were squared that he was trying not to fall off without giving in and actually play.

"come on," you said, gesturing for touya to bounce as well. "it's more fun when both of us are doing it."

"having fun yet?" you called out, still bouncing up and down like a hyperactive child. the metal frame between the two of you was starting to groan in protest.

touya let out a huff. "this is dumb," he repeated. "i'd rather be doing literally anything else right now."

he continued to bounce, but his movements were more restrained than yours. the whole thing seemed so childish, especially with you gleefully giggling away on the other end.

“fine! lets go on the swings then.” you frowned, peeling yourself off the seesaw sadly and trudging over to the swingset.

touya let out a scoff, his hold on you reluctantly loosening “of course its the swings,” he said with a roll of his eyes, shifting his hands to rest on your hips. “you always wanna go on those stupid things.”

“yeah i do. they're the coolest!”

you quickly regained your composure, however, and looked back at touya with a raised eyebrow. "slides are lame. swings are where it's at. you can go up and down!"

he let out a scoff again, shoving his hands into the pockets of his hoodie. "slides are better. they're faster. there's more adrenaline. now c’mon,” he murmured, walking side by side with you, absentmindedly matching the way you walked. left, right. left, right.

touya watched you closely as you sat down, his hands resting gingerly on your shoulders until you were safely seated on the swing. he stood there for a moment, his heart skipping a beat as your hair blew softly in the wind, framing your face with a few strands of hair.

he quickly brushed the feeling aside, shaking his head as he walked around to stand behind you.

“im gonna push you now, alright?”

“‘mkay!”

touya positioned himself behind you, his hands wrapped around the chains of the swing. his heart felt like it was trying to beat out of his chest. he took a deep breath, praying silently that you didn’t notice how nervous he actually was.

“okay, on the count of three…”

he began to count down, softly at first but gaining momentum as he reached the end. on three, he pushed you gently, propelling the swing forwards.

as you began to swing, touya let out a long exhale, his breath leaving him in a shaky whisper. he stood behind you, watching as you soared through the air, a smile on your face bigger than the moon. 

he couldn’t help but notice how… carefree you looked. how your hair would sometimes brush against his knuckles as he pulled you backwards. how you would throw your head back in laughter every time you reached the peak of the swing. touya pushed you again, watching as you ascended even higher this time.

the sight of you swinging back and forth, your hair blowing in the gentle breeze, made his heart flutter. touya couldn’t tear his gaze away from you, his eyes fixated on your figure as you gained momentum.

he swallowed hard, trying to steady his breathing. he didn’t know why he felt so flustered, he had been pushing you on the swings for years.

this time felt different though. maybe it was the way the moonlight shone on your skin, or the way your shoulders shook with quiet giggles.

“push me touya! higher!”

touya let out a scoff of mock annoyance, though he knew he couldn’t deny you. 

“you’re such a pain in the ass,” he muttered under his breath, pushing the swing with more force. 

watching you go higher and higher, your laughter filling the air, touya couldn’t help but smile to himself. he wanted to know what it was like to be up there, to see the moon, and the stars. to feel free, even for just a moment. 

and touya never understood why in movies the main characters always seemed to be ‘stuck in place’. stood there, looking like an idiot as something that could have easily been prevented from happening in front of them. he was old enough to understand that it was for the plot, but he couldn't help but feel frustrated when a character wanders back into the house with a killer in it for the nth time.

but now, he was frozen, his whole body seizing as the you swung up, and up, fingers slipping from the chains and your body falling, encapsulated by nothing but the light of the moon.

time seemed to slow down at that moment. he could hear the thumping of his own heart in his ears, like a primal drum, beating in time with the seconds ticking by.

he tried to call out to you, to warn you about the impending fall, but no sound came out of his agape mouth. he could only watch, feet glued to the ground, as you came back down towards the ground at an increasingly high speed.

touya’s heart skipped a beat, his blood turning to ice as he saw you slip from the swing. he wasn’t sure what overtook him in that moment, but he felt his body moving on its own. 

within seconds, he found himself darting forward, arms outstretched as he tried to catch you midair. panic surged through him like electricity, his thoughts racing a mile a minute.

touya had no time to think, no time to weigh the risks or the consequences of what he was about to do. he acted, pure instinct taking over his body.

he moved with an almost superhuman speed, his long legs covering the distance between you and him in the blink of an eye. touya felt his adrenaline spike as he stretched his arms out towards you, his eyes locked onto your falling form.

he knew, somewhere in the back of his mind, that this was a terrible idea. that he was putting himself in danger too. but in that moment, all he cared about was saving you.

time seemed to stretch on into infinity as he caught you, his arms encircling around your waist. he held you tight against his chest, the force of the impact causing him to stumble backwards. 

he fell onto the ground, landing on his back with a thud. the air left his lungs in a sharp exhale, his body tense as he tried to process what had just happened.

for a moment, touya laid there, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. his arms were still wrapped around you, holding you impossibly close against him.

“....touya?” your voice was small, eyes blown wide and terrified of every little thing that went bump in the night. you were always so strong, never wavering or faltering whenever you were around him. but here, right now, there was nothing you needed more than him.

"i got you," he breathed out, his voice shaky and ragged.

he held you closer, his hold on you tightening almost possessively. touya didn't know why his heart was pounding so hard, why his whole body felt like it was on fire.

he inhaled deeply, savoring the faint scent of your hair. it was a subtle, sweet fragrance that reminded him of wildflowers and sunshine.

"you're okay. i've got you," he repeated, more for his own reassurance than yours.

he sat up slowly, the movement causing him to wince slightly. his back was definitely going to hurt later, but he didn't care about that right now. all he cared about was making sure you were alright.

touya's eyes trailed over your form, searching for any signs of injury. he lifted a hand to gently cup your chin, tilting your face upwards so he could look at you properly.

he didnt know a single thing about taking care of others. didnt know how to put on a bandage, didnt know what medicine was what. didnt know how to comfort anyone, if at all. all he knew was what he saw his mother do, time, and time again.

his gaze softened as he looked into your eyes, taking in the sight of your tear-stained face. the sight tugged at his heartstrings, but he tried his best to keep his emotions in check.

he held your chin a little tighter, his thumb gently rubbing over your skin in a comforting motions.

"you're crying.”

“shut up. no– no ‘m not.”

touya couldn't help but roll his eyes at your reaction. even in moments like these, you were as stubborn as ever.

he let out a huff of amusement, shaking his head slightly as he used his thumb to wipe away the tears from your eyes.

"yeah, yeah, whatever you say," he said in a sarcastic tone. "because your tears are definitely just sweat, right?"

you nodded, shutting your eyes tight as you willed the world to stop spinning. you didn't know how people stomached going skydiving or riding rollercoasters, and you didn't think you ever would.

touya chuckled, his hand moving from your chin to pat your head fondly.

"you're an idiot, you know that?" he teased, his voice softening at the sight of your tear-stained face.

he hated seeing you cry. more than he knew he should.

the butterflies in his stomach stirred as he continued to hold you close, his hand still tangled in your hair. he tried to shake the feeling off, reminding himself that he was just being a good friend. that's all.

but as he sat there, with you in his arms and your tears staining his shirt, he couldn't ignore the fluttering in his chest.

he sat there for a moment, his fingers gently threading through your hair as he tried to catch his breath. he knew he should make sure you were actually okay, that your little stunt didn't actually get you hurt.

but right now, all he could focus on was you. the way your eyelashes fluttered against your skin as you blinked back tears, the way your lower lip trembled ever so slightly.

it was driving him crazy.

“can… can we go home?”

touya's heart ached at the sound of your soft, shaky voice. the way you looked so small and fragile in his arms right now made his chest tighten with an unfamiliar feeling. it was nauseating. you were always so strong around him, but seeing you like this was like flipping a switch in his brain.

he gently patted your head once more, his fingers lingering on your hair for a moment, before nodding.

"yeah," he responded, his voice quiet and hoarse. "yeah, we can go home."

he’d have to sneak you through the window again. as much as he wanted your parents to check you out now, it’d be too much of a risk.

touya's mind raced with thoughts as he helped you up onto your feet, his grip never loosening from your waist. 

he knew the drill by now. he would have to sneak you back into your room through your bedroom window, without getting caught by your parents. he took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. he could do this. he'd done it several times before.

touya always walked you home after the first night. it was the least he could do, anyways. his father was cruel, but not cruel enough to not raise a gentleman.

and touya didn't mind walking you back home. in fact, there was a secret part of him that actually relished in the time alone with you. the comfortable silence, the gentle brush of your hand against his, the way the dim street lights illuminated your face.

he could pretend, even if just for a moment, that it was just the two of you in the world. no parents, no rules, no responsibilities.

it was a foolish dream, but he clung to it like a lifeline, nonetheless.

[spxdxrpxnk]

thinking abt how PROWLER MILES and SPIDERMILES sleep... 💤💤💤

( notes: this is written by a minor about underage characters, so nsfw/18+ only/'minors dni' blogs please do not interact with this post! thank you <3

i call them prowler miles and spidermiles instead of earth-XXX miles because it's cuter to me :) )

MILES is a very light sleeper.

a lot of people don't really expect that because he always looks like he's having the best, most deepest sleep of his life, all curled up in a tight ball, blankets burrito'd around him

bro is the literal definition of snug as a bug in a rug

he even snores just a little! when you first hear it you think he's like, growling in his sleep??? because of how low it is, nah, he's snorin.

there's literally never any sneaking up on him while asleep- MILES literally woke up because RIO walked past his bedroom door once. she didn't go in, didn't even touch the door; she just tip-toed in her work sneakers instead of socks or slippers.

and that woke him up, made him all grumpy because that was really early in the morning and now he can't go back to sleep

once he's up, he's up. and it takes an hour or so to get back to sleep, so he just deals with it

he sits up, but just stays sitting in bed slouched over like a zombie for a good few minutes.

he just needs a sec to boot up, give him a lil bit and then he's up and at em like he was never asleep in the first place??

weirdo.

one time, UNCLE AARON scared him awake from a nap because they had stuff to do, and he was literally so mad about it. he knew it was a dumb thing to be mad about, but MILES couldn't keep an angry pout off his face and AARON was just snickering at it the entire time

when sleeping, MILES doesn't dream. like, at all.

people around him will be talking about crazy dreams and nightmares they've had where their teeth fell out or they got turned into a horse or got chased by a giant lego man, and he's just like. tf???

he's very clingy in his sleep and when he's tired, even when he tries his best not to be, so if you choose to sleep with him then you just kinda have to accept your fate

thankfully he doesn't move around that much besides the occasional adjustment, he doesn't thrash around or anything crazy

the most annoying thing would probably be him snoring? it's not loud, barely audible if you're not right next to him, but if you do sleep near him then you'll hear it

it kinda just happens no matter how he sleeps, so if you can handle a little. um. natural white noise!

MILES is the best cuddle buddy you'll ever have.

he's very considerate tbh, he'll let you lay on him any way you want as long as it's not that uncomfortable for him

be warned though: he's an early riser.

will wake up first and do dumb shit to wake you if you're not up by time he's done eating breakfast.

he'll start lifting your eyelids, poking you, tickling your hands ( he don't do feet. ) and shit like a little damn kid

and he won't stop until you wake up, so gl w that

MILES, however..

well, he's also a light sleeper. more on the average side

but he doesn't wake up at every little thing. only if someone opens his door or talks too loud

some things wake him up, some don't

sirens and explosions outside of his window only start to wake him up after he becomes spiderman, he could sleep like a baby through it before

he usually falls asleep in a very fixed position, like curled up on his side or laying on his back with his legs crossed

but he'll always wake up halfway off his bed, limbs thrown out like he's a ragdoll, mouth wide open and dry, covers either tangled around his body or just on the floor

so.

yeah, MILES moves in his sleep!

he'll go from laying on his back to on his stomach, from his stomach to his side, from his side to somehow slumped against the wall by his bed???

because of that, he'll wake up very disoriented. he needs more than a second to boot up, his feet just kinda carry him to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face and stuff-

MILES isn't up-up until he blindly puts his hands under the ice cold water to wet his toothbrush and that shocks him awake, only to realize he completely missed his toothbrush and squeezed the dollop of toothpaste directly into the sink

he kinda just stares at it for a few minutes, pretty embarrassed, before scooping it off the porcelain ( or whatever sinks are made of ) and using it to brush his teeth

somehow, JEFF always knows when MILES just let the wasted toothpaste dissolve into the running water and squeezed more.

it's like his own spidey-sense.. just for something as stupid as toothpaste.

MILES does dream almost every time he's asleep, even when just napping, but he often doesn't remember them unless they were super duper crazy

he remembers the nightmare where he shot webs out his butt like a real spider, and that really scary one that he doesn't like to recall but has to do with the prowler

but he can never recall the only one that actually made him wake up in a cold sweat, panting as if he just ran a marathon.

"what was it?", you may ask?

well, MILES was president of some place.

he didn't find out where until DREAM PRESIDENT MORALES set a lot of very prejudiced laws against lego people, and it turns out he was president of lego city

( one of the laws was that, if anyone falls into the river, they're not allowed to be saved )

he got overthrown during a revolution that was led by a very violent lego spiderman who only spoke in what his brain's version of spanish was, so he could barely understand anything

and the part that made him wake up was when they tied him down and were threatening to go through his sketchbook and, upon opening it to the first page, something jumped out at him and startled him awake

you know those jumpscare videos where a spider jumps out during a seemingly calm scenario?

yeah, MILES gets weird deja vu when he sees those, but doesn't know it's because of that dream.

anyways- MILES does try his best to cuddle when sleeping, he really does!

he'll spoon ( big or little, he don't mind ), lay on you, let you lay on him

even just holding hands, or sleeping back to back

anything really, long as he goes to sleep touching you

but if it's one of his more active nights where he makes his big moves, you probably won't survive unless you're a deep sleeper.

he'll probably push or kick you, and not be sorry about it.

and he'll wake up totally out of it, wondering why the hell he's so uncomfortable

and sees he's sprawled on top of you like a terrible blanket instead of the very cute, cliche way he imagined waking up with you

something like this will happen every time, so. just throw him a pillow and a sheet and tell him to sleep on the floor.

or you take the floor, either works for him-

MILES really isn't the perfect gentleman. unless you or his parents tell him to give you the bed, he will happily let you sleep on the floor

never wakes up before you unless he had a really bad nightmare like PRESIDENT MORALES, and if you wake him up he'll be so petty and passive aggressive while he's still half asleep

so just. slap him awake if you need him that bad, shake him violently and yell frantically that they hit the pentagon

just wake him right up, so that he can't just glare at you with an adorable sleepy pout on his face, eyeing you angrily, even as he trudges to the bathroom...

... not looking where he was going, and walking right into the doorframe.

[sevikasslut4life]

Go Go Dancer

Sevika X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Jealous!Reader, NSFW, Sevika being cocky as usual, that's all I think.

A/N: rewatched Arcane and realized Vika literally went to the brothel MULTIPLE TIMES!? So I had to write a fic abt it, also Lana Del Rey inspired. ENJOY :)

Today you had heard about how your friend had gotten so much money and how working with Sevika was amazing. It made you jealous. You had seen every girl there with Sevika and they hardly tried, while you were just there begging for a chance with her. If only they had knew how lucky they were. You suddenly heard your boss approach you. "N/N, room 20, Vika wants you." Your boss says as your eyes widen. "M-Me?" You say in shock as you immediately go to the dressing room to get all dolled up for her. You put on a tight fitted set of dark red lingerie and curled your hair. "Alright, N/N. You got this." You through to yourself as you walked towards the room Sevika was currently waiting in. All the other girls there were staring in shock and amazement. As you approach her room, you start to think, what if she asks for another girl instead of you? What were those looks she would give you whenever she was with a different girl, did she actually notice you? Your thoughts quickly vanished as you slowly brought back your confidence and open the door, revealing Sevika turning her head and smirking. "Ah, there she is. Come here, doll." Sevika says with a smirk as she pats her lap, as you walk towards her and sit all pretty and perched up on her lap. Her fingers gently graze against your panties. You suddenly start to get shy and nervous, about to move until she suddenly stops you. "Ah ah ah, stay here, doll face." Sevika says with a deep chuckle as she wraps her mechanical arm around you, sliding off your panties slowly. "Don't think I haven't noticed you, baby girl.. All those looks across the room, Mhm... Fucking gorgeous, aren't you?" Sevika murmurs as she places her finger right on your G-spot and rubs your clit gently. "V-Vika..." You softly murmur as you gently whimper. "Oh don't think I haven't noticed the looks, sweet thing.. Glances across the room, stealing my attention... Was it worth it for this moment..?" Sevika murmurs teasingly as she slowly inserts her finger in you. She then curls her finger with a cocky smirk, knowing exactly what she's doing. "V-Vika.. Gonna cum.." You softly murmur as you whine and beg. "Shhh, I got you.. Go ahead, baby..." Sevika murmurs as you finally squirt all over her fingers. "Damn, I'm gonna have to request for you all the time, doll face." Sevika mumbles as she laughs and gets back up. "Here, babygirl." Sevika says as she puts the money in your hand and walks off. You couldn't help but stand there in shock of what happened.

[frigidwife]

when u said 'they want armand to be lestat' it floored me tbh, i never thought of it that way. bc armand stans are obsessed w/ framing him as lestat's morally superior narrative counterpart & i didn't twig that they were ironically upset bc the writers gave him a brand of bullshit distinct from lestat's, but there u go! obviously lestans are just as bad wrt peddling idiotic 'lesser of evils' rhetoric, but w/ armand some folks latched onto him specifically bc he was Not lestat & crafted a fantasy version of him from the ground up on the basis of how very Not-lestat he was (which made him being an abuser extra awkward bc they had to willfully unlearn critical thinking before our eyes & resort to textbook lioncourt abuse apologia to justify themselves w/out a hint of irony.) & sure…most of us cooked up self-indulgent theories ahead of s2 that got proven wrong, i did it too, but some got so drunk on headcanon they couldn't engage w/ the text anymore, so i figured that's why they perceived the ep8 reveal as more of a rug-pull than it actually was. ngl i still kinda think that. but ur right, they'd probably be cool abt armand lynching claudia if was a grand scheme to 'keep louis all to himself' bc the scale of his abuse matters less to them than the motive behind it. louis being flat-out disposable to him was a dealbreaker bc it couldn't be romanticized. & that's why they felt so inordinately cheated when lestat saved louis, complaining it was a cheap redemptive act on the writers' part, when it was actually so clear that he & armand were both acting in line w/ their own selfish needs as ever. as u said, neither one is more noble or moral than the other, they just have different priorities & their choices reflect that. anyways i'll stop ranting now, sorry for the lengthiness, this one really ran away w/ me!

No exactly exactly!!! agree w everything u said here Love how u put that last bit about neither of them being more noble or moral just having different selfish needs. and armand's are not particular to louis. and same i was coping hard until ep 4 like i literally . can find the texts of me being like "i think louis does like him though..." 12 hours later "nevermind you were right." bc i .. processed the show...and it is actually moree interesting like if BOTH lestat and armand had the same motives and priorities it would be a little repetitive. but armand is his own unique horror. which is also a very blasé horror!! and structuring it this way where the "love triangle" is not actually be a meaningful triangle at all is so Gothic Romance like Linton is not seriously on the same plane as heathcliff in cathy's mind. St john is not on par w rochester. and rochester is not the more benevolent lovely option but st john. IS BORING.

[futurewriter2000]

Second Chance

A/N: I don't know how this can end in a happy ending but... I'll try. I didn't even know how to start writing this request but I think I did fairly well and even better than I expected. I think I can do it better though but for now, I'll give you this. Short-ish and sweet. I tried to put everything into one fic.

REQUEST #14 (wattpad) @fredsdeath: HI!! I love all ur books especially the fred weasley book and uhm i was wondering if you could do my request abt how y/n pretends to have amnesia and not remember fred bc fred was her ex and broke her heart in their past relationship like happy emding or not its fine and this is just a suggestion its still okay if you dont do it tho :D

XX

They say that the first few months always feel like a true honeymoon and then the reality hits but it wasn't like that with you and Fred. It was different because the two of you were friends first before anything and that changed everything. You knew who he was, the good and the bad, as well as he did. The two of you had this undestructable bond, nothing in the world could break. It felt real, it felt true, it felt like a once in a life-time love and you believed that.

You did... until you didn't anymore.

There were moments of Fred acting ditant. Sometimes when you looked into his eyes, he wasn't there and when he smiled, it felt forced. You felt like you were too much for him so you took a step back as well, thinking that space was all that he needed. You were different than him however, you didn't want space, you needed reassurence that he is still the Fred that will hold your hands and kiss them randomly when the two of you are laughing or just sitting together. You believed that the Fred that walked down the hall, nagging you jokingly until you retorded a sarcastic comment back, pretending to be furious with him until he nagged you until you laughed- was still somehow there. You believed that the Fred who made your stomach cramp either from laughter or butterflies will appear soon. It's just a hard transitioning moment, now that the new headmistress is on. He's coming back... he's still Fred.

He wasn't though.

"What do you mean?" your eyes twitched and you couldn't figure out whether you were angry or sad. You kept looking at the ground, not knowing when your hands ripped themselves from his.

"It's not you, I swear, it's just-"

"It's you." you looked at him, your lip trembling but you refused to cry in front of him.

"It is..." he bit his lower lip. "I just don't think that this is it." he said and you refused to look at him. He forced a smile and swayed on his feet. "We can still be friends." he said, touching your shoulder playfully as if all of a sudden you will place a smile on your face, bright and jolly but you turned your head away, wiped the crocodile tear that fell from your eyes and looked at him.

"Who is she?" you said with a sharp cold tone.

"There isn't-"

"You never lied to me, Fred. Don't start now." you glared.

He looked at you and pursed his lips together. He looked away and you let out a laugh from disbelief.

"I had a feeling but I always refused to listen to it. You know why?" you paused. "Because my trust for you was bigger than my insecurities but you just made me believe I was going crazy for such a long time until you grew balls to tell me."

"I just kissed her once-"

"Oh-" you literally heard your heart break inside your chest.

"She KISSED ME-" he mumbled. "I swear, I didn't kiss her first, she just sort of leaned in and I pulled away and I didn't want to say anything, I swear because I thought it was nothing but she just sort of... I don't know... I couldn't stop thinking about it."

"So you want to slag around."

"NO!" he started to get frustrated, shaking his head. "I just- I'm lost right now. I don't know what I want."

"You want her."

"No-" he shook his head. "I don't know... maybe... I don't know."

"Fuck you." you said, slapping him hard on his cheek that it turned red immediatelly. "You just wasted fucking 8 months of my life." and with that you turned around.

----

It's been a long year now since then and you knew her name... not that you truly wanted it but you heard of a short fling between Fred and Angelina Jonson. She was another good friend of his and you wished you figured it out sooner but you haven't.

You've cried. You did. More than just one crocodile tear. You've made a mess from your room and your roommates didn't really mind. They've been patient and graceful with you. They've also been a good distraction from your emotions and you were glad you weren't when Fred made his great parting with fireworks in Hogwarts that year.

You've put yourself together since then. You did and you've heard he's been with that woman, another woman, a few other women and you didn't want to hear none of it. Your friends kept telling you about it, despite you didn't want to. You heard about his shop and all of other things.

Now... well, now you've had your own appartment, which was quite hard with the economy but you wanted your place since you were an early teen. And to think of it, getting an appartment was easier than getting a job that pays well on your education. But it did. You've worked in a small bussiness, grammar checking documents that came in and out. Something close to an accounting. It wasn't what you wanted but it was something.

You haven't seen Fred in a year and a half. He was still on your mind though. He was. It was as if he put a chip into you that keeps rewinding time back to when the two of you were in love.

What you hated more was that you did move on but somehow he was still following you everywhere you went. You didn't see him anywhere and you knew that was a good sign but you were always on the lookout. Close to his shop, you felt anxious and you thought it over what would happen if he came out now and see you. You didn't know. You didn't know anything. Your brain turned off like nothing.

But that never happened and so you were okay with moving on.

---

So how did you end up here?

How did he end up here?

The last thing you told him was that he should have fun with your replacement and he did... for a short time. It really infuriated him that you told him that but Angelina really wasn't the one either. He pushed it as far as he could but something didn't click with her. He didn't feel joy with her, he felt obligated to be with her but he grew tired of being with someone.

He told you he forgets people easily but why did seeing you hurt so much. It was like a sting into his heart- quick but short. He couldn't mumble a word when you stood there and there was no shine in your eyes, no glow on you as he remembered you. There was a smile but not as joyful.

You stood there... still beautiful.

He hated that. He hated that you were still beautiful- more than him... since always.

He turned his head away, not wanting to look at you anymore. He was furious- so darn furious. Why didn't anybody tell him about you?

"There she is!" Remus came over with his hands on your shoulders, gently and formally.

You smiled brightly at him because you adored him as a professor. He was the only professor who made a course feel important and interesting.

"She was my best student and she now works in a small company for accounting- a shame to waste your talents there."

Sirius, he stood up tall and mighty, almost king-like and you felt infatuated by his kingly presence. His eyes were cold blue but his look was warm and safe.

"Aren't you supposed to be in Azkaban or something?" you joked and he laughed.

"Been there, didn't like it much." he retorded back and a few of the group laugh. "She's been working for me too for a bit. Remus recommended her- just for a short time and she turned out to be trustworthy. I bet she went to Hogwarts with you."

Ginny ran to you into a hug immediately and smiled up to you... well not up anymore. She seemed taller than you by a few centimeters. The two of you always had a great friendship, despite Fred. She adored you and you adored her.

"I can't believe you're here!" she exclaimed and you laughed, hugging her tightly.

"Me neither. This man put me through hell."

"I did not." Sirius gasped.

"Don't leave him alone in this house for long ever again."

"We have so much to catch up!"

And you did. With the whole group. You did work with Sirius through Remus. You've never really met him personally, always through some Howlers, letters, some other secret forms of communication and he was always so arrogant through it. He had grumpy and sassy remarks and at first you were professional about it but through time you've had enough and returned the energy. It has mostly been with the documents you've been grammarly correcting. They had been reciepts from big, luxiourious wizard families and you could see in some of those reciepts which were on the bad side, which on the good and which were fleeding and unreliable.

You didn't know about the other participants except Remus, Tonks and Sirius. Soon you figured Moody was one as well when he trampled into your office, asking questions and now you've met others.

You've never been much of a leap of faith person but you've always had a strong urge to stand for fairness and justice. You've fired up when you had to, not knowing until you went to bed that night. Remus saw that in you and he knew that all you needed was a little push.

You've always been reliable and when you promised something, you didn't back out, even if you were extremely anxious. He knew you could never back out from this. A bit manipulating but well, that was the push.

You've looked at Moody with your mouth on the ground.

"Turn into Harry?" you looked at all the others, especially at Remus.

"You don't have to, if you don't want to." said Harry.

"No, it's not that." you laughed. "Couldn't we just turn Harry into some random Muggle and transport him?"

The others thought about it as it could be.

"No!" Moody shouted. "Would you think they'd just let some random Muggle with a stick in his boot let into the Ministry?" he growled at you, approaching you. "No- now dress up lil priss." and he shoved clothes at you.

You looked after him than walked to Harry. "Are you comfortable with this? Us... turning into you?"

He gave you a comforting smile. "Not really but a plan is a plan. My comfort is not really in question." he offered you a smile and you returned it, though you felt a bit sad for the boy, espeicially when others made awful comments about them.

What you didn't notice was the little peeps Fred was giving you when you undressed, easily unclasping your bra under your Harry shirt and throwing it in the corner.

George apperead in front of him as Harry, giving him a grin meanwhile Fred just put his glassess on and pretended not to look.

"You're with me little priss." one of the Harry's told you and winked at you.

As you walked behind fake Harry, you passed what you thought was Fred and he called out your name. "Hey, (Y/n)."

You turned around. "What?"

"Stay safe."

You looked at him and nodded, turning back to the fake Harry, feeling your heart beating fast. Not because of Fred... this was pure fear.

---

Fred just turned back into himself, laughing with his father about the trip when Ginny told him about George. He was running into the living room, finding his best friend bloody on the couch.

"Shit, George." he came to his side.

"I'm howy." George whispered.

"What George?" Fred leaned in worriedly.

"I said..." George took a breath. "I'm holy now Fred."

Fred rolled his eyes and laughed from all the relief. "Only you can crack a joke about a blown up ear."

He looked up, smiling joyfully when the others smiled back, hugging him and George. It wasn't until two were missing. He looked around again. "Where are Tonks and (y/n)?" he asked but the others looked around and nobody was around.

"Remus is waiting for them, I'll go out and check." said Arthur but just as he was about to head out the door, Remus came rushing the door with you in his arms. His shirt was soaked in your blood, Tonks' hands as well.

"MOVE!" shouted Remus as Arthur cleared the table so that Remus could place you there gently.

"It came out of nowhere- I don't know who is was but she was blown off our broom and fell hard on the woods. She hit her head pretty hard." Tonks spoke quickly, like your life depended on it.

Ginny and Molly were right by your side, Remus as well. Fred just watched with his eyes wide open. Everything was gone, all the anger, all of it, out of his system. There was no room for anger, only regret and sadness.

"(y/n)- come on little priss, you have to wake up." Remus slapped your cheeks gently.

It was so sudden. You laid there calmly and like you were awaken from the dead, you jumped up and took a deep breath in.

"Where am I?!" you looked around, feeling your head pounding but everything was extremely bloody.

You heard voices around you but none of them were clear.

"You're safe-" you looked around but you recognised that voice anywhere.

"Professor Lupin? Where's Madam Pince my head is-" you were just about to say something when you started choking on your own blood.

Fred fell on the floor, just by George when he saw the sight.

Arthur saw the terror in Fred's eyes and shouted at the other. "GET HIM OUT OF HERE! ALL OF YOU OUT!"

---

Fred had a whole review of your life together back in Hogwarts. Everything turned back- everything. The small things, the big things and he realised that not once did the two of you had a bad memory together. Not one but until he broke things off.

He was pacing up and down outside the living room. Ginny kept trying to calm him down but he was not consolable. Not until you were completely alright. Not until he comes back and you're breathing and smiling at him.

Finally Arthur came to Fred, only to Fred because he knew of their past together. His expression was grim but it wasn't something Fred could read at the moment. He had you in perfect image. Since always.

"How is she?!" he quickly asked and everybody stood up and listened as well.

"She's living and breathing." he said, putting his hand on Fred's shoulder. "Remus is great at taking care of people, so she's resting with George... however... she kept recalling back a few years..." he looked up worriedly. "She kept asking for Dumbledore and... McGonagall..." he continued. "Remus says it could be shock or some short amnesia."

"What does that mean, dad?" Fred asked but his father only looked away. "Dad!"

"I don't know really... only time will tell when she wakes up."

Fred burst through the door and found his two favorite people laying on the couch. It was odd sight becuase you were there moving your lips and looking at your roommate, fist bumping him.

"Samesiess." George shouted weakley. "I've always wanted a girl roommate."

"Ew." you said, laughing.

"Not like that- Merlin." George said. "If moving my eyes wouldn't hurt I'd roll my eyes right now."

"If I could have the strenght to move my hands I'd show you the middle finger."you replied and could hear him laugh, caughing.

Fred smiled from relief and walked confidently into the room. "Hey, you two are on bed rest, stop talking and laughing." he said, sitting at George's side first. He looked at you and you looked at him.

"George?" you said worriedly. "I didn't know you had a sibling?"

"I have eight of them... or seven... six... I really don't know..."

"I didn't know you had one that looks exactly like you." you furrowed your eyebrows and it was only for a joke. You've always wanted to play a joke but something in Fred's eyes.

Something in his eyes made him come towards you and look at you with the same look he did all those years. The same eyes that you prayed for such a long time ago.

"You don't remember me?" he asked.

And you haven't got any clue why you turned your head and mumbled no. You turned it away from him because you felt something hurt inside of you so much by having him looking at you so close. Your heart was tearing up inside of you all over again and you wished, you prayed, you said you never met him because that was what you truly wanted. You wanted that he never existed in your brain because it just... hurts so much.

"Please leave me alone." you said and kept shutting your eyes.

Fred backed away, terror in his eyes, his heart, rage? Perhaps shock- something was in his chest, burning up his throat. He didn't hear the pain in your throat or the tears that fell from your eyes when you turned away. He couldn't function properly.

"Fred..." he heard George but he just stormed outside.

It was as if something was spinning in his head. It was so horrible.

Ginny came after him, calling out his name, asking what is wrong.

"WHAT'S WRONG?!" he turned around, a big forced smile of disbelief, almost wicked-like. "I ALMOST LOST TWO PEOPLE THAT ARE IMPORTANT TO ME! BESIDES THAT ONE LOST AN EAR, THE OTHER LOST A BLOODY MEMORY OF ME- OF OUR WHOLE RELATIONSHIP!!!"

Ginny stood there. Usually she would shout something back but she just let him yell.

"Ginny- she-" he started to break down, falling onto his knees and pulling his long legs into a hug.

Ginny walked to his side and hugged him around the shoulders. "It could be temporary... she's just in a shock."

"She remembers George."

"How do you know? She just talked to him like she woud with another person."

"She wouldn't talk to me like this..."

"She would." Ginny added and Fred looked at her, letting a laugh.

"Yeah... she would... she was unpredicatable like that." he said.

"Why did the two of you even break up?"

"I don't know really." Fred mumbled. "But I don't know if I can live through her not remembering us... you know?" he looked at Ginny, then laid his head on her shoulder. "We used to have so much fun... when we were together. She was so snarky and confident..."

"She's always so happy and has such a good heart." Ginny added.

"Yeah... she was perfect and... I really didn't know we would work so well together but I don't know... I thought she would be a fling and I wasn't ready to commit- she just... she deserved so much better than me, I always knew that."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean... look at her and look at me." he lookd at Ginny.

"Fred, she looked at you as if you were the whole world for her, not because of your looks or it was because of your looks, I doubt that though but she didn't want anybody else. She wanted you." Ginny said and Fred looked at her.

"I don't know Ginny."

"You do know, Fred. You were the one who thought you didn't deserve her and with the way you were acting after the two of you broke up, just told me how much she hurt you." she continued without any filter. "And it wasn't that she hurt you... it was that you were furious that you fucked up a good thing."

Fred looked at his sister with a confused look. She didn't use that kind of language. "I don't know when you grew up so much, Ginny." he said and laid his head back on her shoulder. "But... if she forgot about us... and me... I don't know- she was the only person who really knew me and it was hard for her to trust me in the first place. When she did, it felt like I met the right person to feel safe with..."

"Like I said... we can hope that she does remember."

---

You and George were laying in the darkness, both resting. You were glad the whole thing was over, even though you almost couldn't have made it out alive.

"Do you really not remember Fred?" asked George.

There was silence but you looked to the darkness beside you where George was speaking from. "I wish I didn't." you said.

"Why did you tell him then you didn't?" he asked calmly.

You turned your head back to the dark ceiling. "I just... I actually don't know... it was a joke at first..."

"I gathered that but he just saw two of people he cared about almost die in front of his eyes so I believe him for not catching it."

"Then he just looked at me with those eyes... like that he cares and I just... I don't know I wanted to make sure if he does or not so I just said no."

There was a small laugh from the other side. "Did you get your answer?"

"Kind of." you shrugged.

"(y/N)." he said in a serious tone. "He bloody loved you. You didn't know how he was when you weren't around. First he was furious, then he was frustrated when you didn't catch our fireworks, then he was melancholic for a while and all of a sudden he got an urge to go after every girl that walked into the shop- age appropriate to be clear." he stopped for a moment. "He cared, he really did- he didn't know how much he had lost until months later. Angelina couldn't compare to you. He wasn't as ambitious and happy as he was with you. He was absent and lost..."

There was a loud silence after that and you felt as if you have to say something in return. "I didn't know you could preform such long speeches."

You heard shuffling on the other side and suddenly something soft landed on your stomach. "Owww!"

"Shut up, we're both poor right now." he said and you laughed , throwing the pillow back.

---

George was awake and walking. He was just getting suited for the wedding when Fred was tying his bowtie. He walked into the living room and saw your space empty. He looked around and tried to find any traces of your disappearance.

It wasn't until he heard a grunt from the bathroom and you walked out, pinning something into your hair. "Hey Ginny this bandage is so unnecessary-" you looked up and he was staring at you as you stared back. His hands were at the untied bowtie and yours were stucking a flower somewhere where your bandage was loose around your head.

"You remember Ginny?" he asked and you kept looking at him.

You let your hands fall down to your side and you took a few steps forward. "I do." you said and grabbed his tie and started to throw it around into a bowtie.

"Do you remember me?" he asked softly as he looked down at you but you kept your eyes on his bowtie.

You were silent for a while and started to twist it around to stay on its place. "I can do it better." you said and untied it again.

He smiled at that. "A perfectionist, you remember that." he said and he could see a smile on your lips. "Please, (y/n)..." he said and placed his hands on top of yours.

You finally looked up and found his eyes in such pain. You didn't think eyes so joyful could look that tormented. "I remember you Fred." you smiled softly, then looked back at the bowtie. "Just like I remember how to tie a perfect bowtie." you smiled and fixed it on his collar.

He breathed out a long breath of relief. He saw your hands leave his bowtie and he immedately started to fix your bandage and hair flower. "You're beautiful today." he said as he continued to tuck in the last peaces of the bandage before going to the flower. "You're beautiful every day."

You continued to look up, his slick and gentle hands touching your scalp and spreading warmth, even the memories you forgot existed. "I'm sorry." you said and he raised an eyebrow. "I always knew who you were..." you said and his hands dropped, still holding the flower that was supposed to go into your hair.

"You did?"

"I did." you said. "You were so close and you were just- and it really hurt- you really hurt me." you said, looking into his eyes, knowing yours were filling themselves with tears. "It was the first time I saw you so close after such a long time and everything came back- and it hurt so much I wished to forget you." you said, avoiding his gaze.

He didn't say anything. To be honest, he wasn't furious or in shock. "You could have done worse, really..." he gave an awkward smile and you laughed. He put his hand back up to your head and started placing it into your hair.

You only observed and as you did so, his hand fell to your cheek and brushed it with his thumb. The two of you were looking at each other, felt like a whole century since the two of you were looking at each other like this... and it felt like yesterday.

Time truly is an illusion, isn't it.

"Please, give me a second chance." he said, leaning his forehead onto yours.

"Fred..." you sighed.

"I know it's a lot to ask but please- I promise, I won't run away again like I did last time." he said, pulling back and cupping your cheeks. "We're special. I know you know... I know we are... please..."

You smiled, closing your eyes and feeling all this warmth, safety and love over your body.

Hope.

There's nothing wrong with having hope.

There's nothing wrong with second chances.

You looked up at him. "Second chance then."

[lovelykil]

Dude you gotta make a Kyle version of him with a horny reader 🤭🤭 I was blushing the whole time reading the Kenny one

I couldn't decide on a song so you have both 💁🏾‍♀️

─Headcanons─

kyle x reader older ver.

hc; horny reader dating Kyle

cw; nsfw :33

note; I was thinking abt making one for him after Kenny cs yes. I feel like I kinda got carried away with this 😭 but anyway ⤵

How the hell did he even managed to bag such a horny mf, while him, himself isn't really a horny guy 😭?

Okay well it sorta went like this

Before dating you guys were close friends (yes I always do the friend thing cs I can, u can't stop me)

You two were always together, he liked being around you so much Stan took notice, he got very jealous for a few weeks till he realized Kyle was crushing HARD on you so he had no other choice but to get over his childish behavior and root for his best friend

Now you on the other hand were also crushing hard on this dork, you found him funny, cute, silly, tall.. very tall oh lord

He's a whooping 6'1 or 6'2, he towers you. And god did that do it for you.

You liked looking up at him whenever he'd talk, listening to his (somewhat) deep voice (he has like a high pitched voice but still has a deep voice😭) while fantasizing about him pinning your small figure down to the sheets of your bed.

His slightly large slender pale hands traveling to your thighs, caressing them slowly as he goes down to look into your eyes, he gives you a warm smile before making contact with your lips he looks back at you for some consent. Once you nod your head he connects his cherry flavored lips with yours, holding your face carefully whilst he's in between your legs.

"And then– Y/n? Are you listening? Y/n!"

"Huh?? Oh what- what did you say? Sorry.."

You are not sorry. You want him to top your small body, hovering ontop of you and thrust his length deep inside you as he praises you for taking him so good.

uhhmm anyway 😋..

Long story short one day you got the balls to ask him out, ask your bestfriend out.

At FIRST you were going confess to him over text.. but then you didn't wanna be a pussy, he was special, too special to send a lousy confession text to. You wanted him to see your genuine feelings for him in person, so that's exactly what you did.

After like 10+ failed attempts to tell him cause you were too nervous.

You fantasize about him fucking you but can't tell the man you LIKE him?

Oh my god

Literally after school came and you were just going to give up when he approached you, his shakey hands latching onto your shoulders in a nervous mess.

"Uhh Kyle are you okay?"

"Look I LIKE you, I like you alot, and I- uhm- I.."

"Oh my gosh- I like you too, please just shut up and kiss me now, like.. right NOW."

he took a moment to process before kissing you.

He's so CUTEE, his lips did infact take like cherry lip balm.

Now you two were together.. all the things you imagined with him...

Kyle did not know what he got himself into LMAO

It's cause you never mentioned any sexual stuff before well I mean sometimes you did, laughed and shit but it wasn't something he wouldn't think much of. Until now.

Oh wow you were now so uncontrollably horny around him, asking for a kiss 24/7 putting his hand in between your legs whenever you guys sat next to each other, whispering nasty stuff into his ear that made his face red as tomato.

It drives him CRAZY, (the good and bad mostly good or..)

There was this one time you sent him something very questionable, which meant something likeee nudes.

You sent him nudes.

It was just for funnsiez 🤷🏾‍♀️

He was all excited that you texted him back too then all of a sudden he opens his phone to see a very explicit picture of yourself in your favorite lingerie or something, he'd never turned red so fast setting his phone down in a HEART BEAT.

btw he was eating dinner with his family.

"Kyle, What'd I say about phones at the table."

"Sorry mom- I..uhm Y/n texted me."

"Oh! What'd she sa-"

"Nothing- she sent nothing. Anyway, this food is REALLY good ma, like woww."

Bro was PANICKING. 😞

Just know Kyle called you later and scolded you well tired he just ended up growing a boner mid-argument when he thought about the picture.

Speaking of boners

He never knew he could get so horny so much around you, just listening to your voice gets him turned on. When he feels it he gets so embarrassed, and guilty.

He loves you for youu but hormones are wild sometimes.

Your hormones on the other hand are insane, you're always horny for him and not afraid to tell him or even show him. You love him for him of course but GOD you just want his slender fingers inside you.

One day you two were watching a movie together in Kyle's room, with the exception of the door being opened by at least 3 inches.

Shelia doesn't mind your company she's grown a liking to you, but leave 2 teenagers alone in a bedroom and.. yeah so there was no arguing about that

But do you really think 3 INCHES was going to stop you?

No.

:3

During the movie your mind was else where, thinking about the most erotic scenarios with your boyfriend as possible, you could feel your pussy throb in your clothed panties. Your breath grew hot, as you leaned on Kyle your thighs rubbed against each other trying to relieve yourself a little but it wasn't enough.

Kyle took notice of your constant squirming, his hands finding its way around your waist slowly he then asked what was wrong in a low concerned whisper.

Once his hands found your waist it was all over from there, the gut wrecking butterflies flew into your stomach fluttering their way downward. You sat up and turned your body around to face him.

"I need to suck your dick right now."

"🧍"

"🧍🏾‍♀️"

"Turn around and watch the movie"

"Kyle- PLEASE"

"No."

"WHY"

"Well one the door is OPEN, two my MOTHER, and three NOOOO"

You took his hand and held it with yours, begging him, he looked at you like you were damn crazy, but blushing like crazy cause what the hell 😭

"Please I swear I'll be fast, I just desperately need you right now Kyle.."

Oh wow that did it for him, your whines and pleas for him made him hard.

He looked at you then at the door, his head screamed no but his body ached for your touch. He looked at you and sighed he held onto your hand pulling you toward him.

He neared your ear going in to whisper something.

"Alright, be a good girl and get on your knees for me, okay?" He leaned away, still holding onto your hand once he saw your face he slightly smirked, even though he was actually dying from embarrassment inside he knew it worked when he saw the flushed and yet shocked expression on your face when he pulled away.

"Woah- how'd you.. like-"

"You liked that didn't you?" He leaned close to you, growing slightly more confident.

You giggled stupidly, getting lost in his voice you loved, moving in.

"Yeah a bit, do it againn."

"Be a good girl and kiss me, yeah?"

"Okay yeahh." Kyle chuckled his smile going into the kiss, you smiled as well but soon stopping from the now serious make-out session starting. He let you lay him down slowly onto the pillows, your hand finding his face for the kiss to deepen.

A muffled moan escaped from your mouth right before you pulled away for air, your tounge no longer in touch with his. You panted, sitting on his lap he huffed slowly looking at you in the semi dark room. The only light source was the TV behind you.

"You ready?" You asked, at last catching your breath. He simply nodded, his face a tint pink. You smiled and kissed his nose lastly before going down on him.

Kyle checked the door once more then slipped off his sweat pants, you helping him underneath the blanket. When you came in contact with his boxers you slowly pulled them off and out sprung his member, hard just for you.

You slipped out underneath the blanket with a giggle "You're hard as fuck Ky, you reallyy must want me." You teased.

Kyle looked away with a flushed expression, he shoved you lightly back under the blanket.

"You're the one who got me like this.. asshole."

"You're so cutee."

You lightly tapped on his cock watching it twitch before tucking some hair behind your ear and taking him in. Once you had him in your mouth you bopped your head at a slow pace, your eyes closing. The ginger bit his lip down, his eyes closing on their own from the pleasure he was in.

His hands gripped his sheets when you picked up the pace, he let out a faint moan trying not to make any noise. If you could see his face he looked so cute, his eyes half-lided, mouth slightly agape with hot air escaping from it and some tears stinging his eyes.

He shifted some bit when you took him in whole, your tongue sliding against his dick in such a magnificent way that he couldn't help but whine loud. He held his mouth with his hand quickly after, but still failling to keep his voice down.

He threw his head back, his eyes rolling back he wanted to moan out loud so bad but he couldn't all he could do was try to hold in his pathetic whines from his mom so she wouldn't come into the room.

From below you could hear his muffled moans and whines you could feel yourself burn in heat, your cunt almost dripping. You rubbed yourself to his moans, feeling the euphoria flow inside you as you fingered yourself through your clothed temple.

You continued to suck him off wanting to hear him more even if he had his hand covering his mouth, this whole situation of trying to do sexual acts while his parents are around and trying not to get caught made you excited and hot inside.

As you made your way up and down his dick you felt his hand make its way ontop of your head, he lightly ran his fingers throughout your hair or kept it there hearing him whisper something.

"Oh.. shit you're doing so good y/n.. please keep going baby.." (oh my god)

Once you heard that sentence come from his mouth you blushed hard.. picking the pace up about ready to make this man cum inside your mouth, you wanted to swallow his warm seed and show him just to tell you what a good girl you were for doing so.

But we all can't get what we want now can we?

Some creak foot steps neared towards the door after a few minutes passed by from what Kyle last said that made you explode with butterflies. Despite Kyle being in such immense pleasure to the point his mouth was watering and his eyes tearing up he still kept alert and once he heard that creak he whispered yelled to you to get the HELL up QUICK.

"Y/n HURRY get UP FAST FAST FAST–"

"Whwat? why?" You replied, his dick still in your mouth.

"My MOM"

You suddenly stopped, peeking out of the blanket. "Oh shit."

You immediately rushed out from under the blanket almost falling ontop of Kyle to sit next to him, Kyle pulled up his boxers then his sweats quickly and grabbed his remote to the TV. You hurriedly sat beside him at a reasonable distance watching the TV with Kyle.

Just right when the door opened you had to wipe some spit off your face before setting your hand down fast as Kyle's mom came in, doing the parent check in.

She flipped on the light switch, and saw the two of you sitting next to each other innocently watching TV, acting like you weren't just having her son whine and moan.

"You guys okay here?" She asked, squinting hard at you two. Kyle could practically feel his heart trying to escape from his chest he was so anxious all he could do was give her a thumbs up with a nervous smile. You also gave her a thumbs up, your smile not so nervous but somewhat kinda jumpy.

Shelia nodded her head slowly in approval, "Bedtime is at 10 Kyle, night you two." She stated before turning off the light and closing the door shut. You and Kyle listened to her foot steps slowly fade away before sighing a big relief.

You laughed from being slightly nervous, nudging him in the arm.

"That was close wasn't it?" You joked, feeling your heart race. Kyle just sided eyed you.

"Alright nevermind then.."

You two sat in silence for a second.. like a long second but eventually you heard him sigh, he went underneath the blanket seemingly like he was crawling towards you. You watched in confusion before he peeked out from the blanket in between your legs. His big curly hair getting all messy.

You pulled away the blanket off him to see him clearly.

"What are you doing?" You asked, feeling a smile creep on your face. "I wanna make you feel good now, can I?" He sat up and leaned into you he held your hip with one hand and the other your cheek.

"But I didn't finish-"

"It's okay don't worry about it, I just.. wanna hear you moan from my doing this time." He shyly looked away, he put his hand down.

You felt your heart melt and your pussy throb, damn he could do BOTH.

"Okay whatever you want Ky." You pecked his cheek that brought his attention back to you. He smiled, kissing you quickly then going underneath the sheets. You helped him pull off your pj pants and let him slowly pull of your panties.

"You ready?" He asked you, laying a soft kiss on your stomach.

You nodded your head with a butterfly sick smile.

"I'm readyy."

Most times he deals with your horny self cause it's now normal to him, it makes him blush all the time but he still somehow puts up with it.

Other times he physically ends up putting up with it 🤨

Let's just say this other time.. at a restaurant.

You were sitting by him, doing your usual teasing saying stuff like

"You look soo hot right now, I want your dick in my mouth."

He gives the craziest side eye, his face already red. You giggle to yourself and look through the menu infront of you. You two were waiting for Stan and Wendy to come since it was going to be a double date (Wendy's idea, she thought it would be cute)

Once they came you and Kyle greeted them, you smiled innocently ignoring the obscure thing you just said to Kyle a few minutes ago.

"Hey guys! Glad you came!" Wendy exclaimed, sitting her self down next to Stan. "Babe they were practically forced by you to com–"

"ANYWAY- have you guys ordered yet?" Wendy cut Stan off to which he zipped his mouth with a huff. You shook your head, setting down your menu for a second then putting it back up.

"No we were waiting for you guys so I guess we can order now." Kyle said, going to look at his menu. Wendy nodded her head she then grabbed a menu and shared it with Stan, the both looked at the menu together, distracted.

You decided to make another move, you put your hand on Kyle's thigh soon rubbing it up high to his crotch. Kyle's eyes widen but his eyes still remained on the menu. You snickered, leaning over towards him.

"I want youuu Kylee." You muttered into his ear behind the menu, Kyle closed his eyes as his cheeks redden he was growing extremely nervous and trying to remain calm but holy shit you were making it very.. hard for him.

Suddenly in his last moments were he was about to loose it he had an idea. He looked at you and grinned, leaning down some to tell you something.

"Keep up and watch what happens Y/n." His words sent a shiver down your spine considering how kinda serious and hot he sounded, you were both intrigued and nervous to what he meant you just looked at him a little surprised his eyes went back to his menu, not paying attention to you.

You scoffed, looking at your menu.

What could he possibly do in such a place?

The answer was going to revealed very soon and it was the LEAST thing you expected Kyle to do.

A few minutes went by and everyone had an idea to what their order was, there was small table chat happening you talked a little but soon you tuned out to think about.. other things. As Kyle and Stan laughed you thought about Kyle's hand tracing over your bare stomach making his way downward, he licked the both of his middle and ring finger, slowly sliding them into your temple he leaned into your face and kissed you passionately to block your moans from getting out.

You felt your region throb in your seat, you ached for it to be touched but it would have to wait till later.

You just had to fantasize about something erotic 😒..

You cursed to yourself, stopping your brain from making anymore scenarios. You sighed watching the 3 of them talk and laugh. You looked over at Kyle he seemed to be settling down his laughs, he took a sip from his drink.

Wait when the hell did the drinks get here?

Nevermind anyway, you thought about what he said but soon stopped you just shrugged it off and proceeded to mess with him. You scotted closer towards him, putting your leg over his.

You waited for his reaction but he gave you nothing, you frowned trying something else. An that's when an amazing idea popped in your head (the WORST idea you ever had)

You mindlessly slipped your hand underneath his shirt, rubbing his bare skin. Now he reacted to this. He almost spat out his drink and looked at you stunned.

You looked at him, quickly removing your hand. You shot an innocent smile to him and pretend like nothing happened.

"What?" You asked, knowing damn well what you were doing. Kyle kept a keen eye on you, un amongst to you what he was planning on doing now. He sighed taking his finger towards your region.

You watched in puzzlement to what he was going to do but quickly you knew what he was doing when he started to rub your clit on the outside of whatever you are wearing, it was already wet to the touch when he rubbed it.

He let out a slight snicker to that as you began to mumble words under your breath.

"What.. the fuck.. are you doing Kyle?"

"I told you if you did something, watch what happens. You need to listen." He whispered, his finger hitting your clit hard. You nearly gasped, gripping your menu.

"Hey Kyle you alright?" Stan asked his friend, grabbing his drink. Kyle turned his attention towards him, he then smiled sweetly "Yeah I'm fine anyway what were we talking about?" He said casually, un amongst to the two of them on the other side he was rubbing his girlfriends cunt making you slowly pant in your seat.

"Oh yeah so what are your plans for summer! It's right around the corner. What about you Y/n?" The girl in her purple hat asked you.

Must she had asked you at such a horrible time??

You looked at Kyle he had a smug look, still using two fingers to massage your pussy. You thought he stop, I guess not.

You breathed in trying to act normal, "I uhm I don't- er I don't know-! Maybe.. like.. uhh.. -uhm watching movies or like.. something?? Oh fucking shit." You told her, hoping you came off as normal as possible. You also gave her a wide smile despite her not knowing you were being played with under the table.

You twitched, as she looked at you weird. "Are you okay? You look all twitchy.." Wendy asked, her voice worried. Your fingers tapped on the table quickly, swallowing a large amount of saliva as Kyle's fingers began rub your clit fast, he looked at you with a sly smirk.

"Yeah are you okay Y/n?" Now it was you giving him the side eye.

"Yes.. im.. fine. Mmh.."

You thought you would be enjoying this but god it felt like torture, but it felt so good at the same time.

Now this one of the few ways he puts up with you 😊.

[aettuddae]

to that anon who’s also wondering how far is jimin’s obsession w serim’s hands gonna go . . . i got something for you

(1) i can imagine jimin trying to be subtle as she can possibly be, knowing how much effect she has on serim, she’s gonna use that for her advantage! picture serim and jimin casually watching tv, sat beside one another. jimin missing the warmth of serim’s hands (we all know she’s not gonna say that out loud, but let’s just ignore that), holds the older’s wrist to bring one of her hands on top of her thigh, serim’s hand slightly smacking her. jimin’s excuse? a fly. and serim will just look at the younger like 🤨 jimin would probably threaten the older to not remove her hand or else she’ll kill one of serim’s plants, and all serim can do is obey. wouldn’t even question jimin’s actions 😭 NOT AT ALL (from time to time, serim would trace circles on jimin’s thigh and all jimin could do is squirm on the inside)

(2) if ever the two would sleep again in one bed (not sexually!) i can also imagine serim’s sleeping body close to jimin, but we all know they cuddle when they sleep tgt so let’s put it like that. serim’s head trapped in the crook of jimin’s neck, her hand peacefully resting on jimin’s stomach while her arm is trapped between the mattress and jimin’s back, her other hand holding the younger’s waist tenderly. and jimin would still not find that enough 😭✋🏼 carefully, she’ll put the hand resting on her stomach close to her mouth, leaving small kisses as she looks at serim’s face, watching to see if the older would wake up cuz of her actions. and the next day she’ll be like, “why the fuck did i do that?”

(if she’s not leaving pecks on serim’s hand, she’ll probably bring it on her neck and move each fingers as if serim’s moving it on her own)

(3) we do know how their company’s kinda on abt the whole fake dating thing, so i can see them ordering the two to be more affectionate in public. serim sticking beside jimin in a party, following her like a lost puppy. and then jimin would find some other artists to talk to, of course serim’s beside her. serim, remembering the orders of the company, will put her hand on jimin’s waist, caressing it. and the younger would bring her hand on top of serim’s guiding her thru her body, leaving serim’s hand on her stomach, making serim lean closer than she already did. i can imagine jimin caressing serim’s hands even without much people around, and her excuse would probably be “company’s order.”

+++ LOLOLOL i can also see her looking thru serim’s pics and zooming in on her hands and then she’ll be like, “OOOOOHH that’s veiny, i want that.” but of course, she wouldn’t say that 😭 “eugh, why is it veiny?” is what she’d probably say

also jimin watching intensely at serim typing on her computer cuz her fingers are looking too good and are moving so fast LOL

(i’ll be 🍊 anon now if you don’t mind!)

IWJDIEKSLQJWPWJD92JDOUFOWHDIEJWIDJFIRI3ID9WIA AAAAAAAAA RRRAAAAAAWWWWWRRRT GRRRR WOFDF

listen i read this anon yesterday right before when i had to leave my house so i couldn't get the time to answer it until now, but swear i haven't stop thinking about, anon you have made me so happy and smiley and blush a lot

i barely even have idea as to what to answer i'm just growling omg this is like fanfiction of my fanfiction

1. THIS IS FIRST OF ALL GRRRRRRRRR RAWR AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA and secondly, can we talk about how insanely reasonable it would be for serim to have her hand stuck to jimin's thigh whenever they sit next to each other? we literally saw jimin being obsessed with serim's hands and serim being obsessed with jimin's thighs. third, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. fourth, this is so cute this is so cute this is so cute like jimin threatening serim and the small circles where can i read this fanfic does anyone know?

2. i'm going to kill myself. that's it. how ADORABLE, how DOMESTIC, how INSANE is that even when they're sleeping together she needs her even closer so she just starts kissing her fingers? i can't i don't know what to do, this ask is so good it makes me feel mediocre as a writer. i should be better, i apologize. GOOD LORD

3. THIS ONE'S THE BETTER SHUT UPPPP, i'm stealing this one idc you didn't put copyright. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, SHE'S MAKING HER HOLD HER TIGHTER BY LEADING HER HAND THRU HER BODY 🗣🗣🗣 SHE'S CARESSING HER HAND 🗣🗣🗣🗣

+ i can't she has totally done that 😭 the times she has stalked serim she so have paused on one picture where her hands are in all their glory to stare at it, lost in thought, just to realize after a while and be like "i'm so gross what's wrong with me?"

anon you have to kill me even to the last sentence you need to do this more often i'm paying you

i've never been this thrilled about an ask, i feel like i'm the one obsessed with serim's hands. anon i think i'm in love with you.

and yes, there's no problem !!

[refiwrites]

Can you do arguements with loak, neteyam, and rotxo please

since im sick rn and feeling terrible and in need of content of our avatar boys, i give you this

Arguments (Neteyam, Lo'ak, and Rotxo)

GIFs used for Neteyam and Lo'ak are not mine, credits to the rightful owners! Whilst the GIF used for Rotxo is mine.

N e t e y a m

Thinking abt it now, I think there would be little to no arguments w this man 💀 I mean he is the perfect child, is he not? Well, you do have arguments but often times it wouldn't be that deep? I have a feeling he's too understanding that everytime you begin something, he's already defused it lmao

You would be the one initiating arguments tbh

For Neteyam, I think most of your arguments would stem from you just trying to watch out/care for him. The pressure of being the future Olo'eyktan often gets to him that he forgets to take care of himself and you'd be there reminding him to breathe.

"No, stop your sweet-talking!" you were really being serious, yet your other half wasn't.

"My love, I have to do this, it is for us. For our future, no?" Neteyam says, walking over to you and placing his hands on your shoulders, that damned playful smile on his face.

The thought made your insides run wild. "The future can wait, you can stay here for now. And tell me, when was the last time you ate?"

Neteyam blinks back, thinking.

"That's what I thought, you aren't getting out of here until I say so."

"Wait— fine."

L o ' a k

Well, we all know Lo'ak is reckless, always doing things without thinking.

You know he means well with his actions, but sometimes you just wished he would think things through!

As much as you didn't like to be another one of the people scolding him, you couldn't help it when he literally walked in one day in your tent, gashes and bruises littering his face and arm.

"What were you thinking?" You said, you knew Lo'ak probably had this phrase said to him for the hundredth time.

He stayed silent.

"You're stupid, did you know that?" You hiss, sitting him down and you began to take his armor and face paint off.

"Too many times." He replied, which you felt bad. So you sighed, carefully cupping his face and making him look at you.

"As much as I'd like to argue with you right now, I still have to patch you up. But please, Lo'ak, the next time you do something... Think it through."

"Yeah.. Sorry.."

"You promise?"

"Promise."

R o t x o

Can we take a few minutes just to appreciate the gif because hello LOOK HOW CUTE HE IS

Hm since we don't know much alot abt Rotxo this will be difficult.

But we know that he knows his limitations for making fun of someone, and that he's very truly a genuine, caring person.

I feel like he loves to joke around and stuff w everybody including you but I also feel like he made a joke one time abt you that you really didn't like or you just weren't in the mood and you kinda took it personally.

You didn't talk to him for like- what- two days max? Cause how can you resist him really when he's trying to catch your attention the whole day while his face looks like this 🥺 reincarnated? HELP

"(Y/N)... (Y/N)."

Wanting to shove his face in the sand already, you resist, plucking the berries from the bush and placing them in your bowl.

You just about remember why the two of you were acting like this in the first place.

It was from a joke that Rotxo made.

Now you didn’t exactly remember what the very joke was but you knew you were pissed off that day, and the way his joke pertained to you made something in you snap as he was laughing.

Now that led to here, with you ignoring him. Honestly you didn't know how you lasted a almost a day and a half without talking to him since the two of you were inseperable from the moment he met you and your siblings.

You didn't realize you were frozen in place as his voice spoke up again.

"(Y/N)..?"

"What?!" You finally answered, snapping your head back to look at him.

He visibly swallowed, eyes squinting at your sudden reply. He moves forward though, moving beside you and kneeling next to you.

"I'm sorry."

"Took you long enough."

"Eh? But you were ignoring m—"

"Okay, okay I forgive you." You said. As soon as your words registered in Rotxo's head, you saw the way his whole face lit up, his nose scrunching in the process, almost melting your heart.

"Really?" He asked again, smiling.

"Yes, would you like me to change my mind?"

"No! No definitely not!" He quickly said, gesturing as if that was going to prevent you from doing so.

But you didn't change your mind.

You couldn't, not when he pulls out an armband he made for you, as a sign of peace.

[8turning]

HII can u do a 8turn headcannon abt how they r like crushing on the reader and what they do to show the reader their love for them ?

thank you for this request!! apologies that it took me so long 💔

☆⠀⠀8TURN — when they're pining for you !

hyung line + jangshinz (separately) x gn ! reader ★ fluff. mutual pining. ★ headcannon

warnings: swearing. physical affection. let me know if i missed anything!

n. i have a similar headcannon here about how they'd show their love; this fic will focus more on how they pine for reader since a lot of my thoughts are already shared on that post!! ♡ also this derailed a bit,,, there's implied confessions HELP sorry 🤒

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀〈 REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED ! 〉

⁰⁰¹ : JAEYUN.

wouldn't realize he liked you until someone pointed it out to him 1/2 🤕

^ he would regret thinking deeper about what yoonsung had told him: "are you sure you don't feel anything for them?" . . . queue a montage of every single memory he has with you where his stomach did a "weird flip" that he never chose to acknowledge.

basically. jaeyun was fucked LOL

BUT despite his revelation, he managed to keep himself composed pretty well. he was never overly affectionate with the members so him suddenly getting lost in his thoughts a lot wasn't exactly foreign.

what was foreign, though, was his very apparent distance.

to be fair, he wasn't fully aware he was doing it. it was more so "when i'm around them i get this Feeling. i cant handle that Feeling right now," then he kinda just. goes somewhere else for the time being.

you'd realize it, overthink it all, and text him on a whim that you needed to talk to him.

he'd get so nervous and only then would he really think about his behavior and . . . yeah you deserved an explanation, even if it resulted in rejection for him :(

he wouldn't speak first. he'd want you to feel welcomed to let out any emotion you were feeling; you were the one who wanted to talk, it wouldn't be right of him to take over.

he'd know that no matter his reason, him suddenly avoiding you and saying "i didn't realize" wasn't going to cut it, so swallowing whatever anxiety he had, he confessed then and there. it wasn't too in depth, of course, but it didn't feel right for him to hide it any longer - especially after everything.

but, the silence that followed his confession made all the anxiety bubble up again, only for you to speak about your reciprocated feelings.

in an unknown way, him pulling back from you is what brought you two together in the end; strange how that works.

⁰⁰² : MYUNGHO.

he's not shy in the slightest LMFAOO 💀 it'd be more shocking if you didn't know he liked you.

it doesn't even matter if you two were hanging out with other people either, he'd make a point to sit by you during a movie. even if it wasn't a horror movie, he'd still tell you that if you're scared, you can cling to him (as if he is any better with scary movies . . . his arm ends up around your shoulder anyways).

he's not usually one for talking during a movie, but he cant help but crack jokes here and there, using that as an excuse to lean in closer to you and watch as you try to hold your laughter in, his eyes watching you adoringly.

myungho would pull you into your own little world when you're with one another,,, he'd literally be so obvious about his feelings for you i'm crying.

openly flirting and complimenting you non-stop,,, holding eye contact if you ever caught him looking at you,,,

myungho would literally tell you how much he liked you straight up 🤭 "i like you a lot, y'know that?" "i'm so glad i met you." "you'll let me stay with you, right?"

the only time EVER he'd get shy if it was you who initiated something. he'd actually lose his mind.

it'd be such a stark contrast to the myungho you knew previously that you couldn't help but laugh a bit whenever you caught him like that.

holding his hand out of nowhere or leaning your head on his shoulder is a surefire way to make heat rise along his neck and make him go speechless.

he's so open about it and talks about you so much. his members are SICK OF HIM!!!! /j

minho probably threatened that if he doesn't make a move soon that he'll ask you out himself . . . you'd get a message from myungho the next morning ♡

⁰⁰³ : MINHO.

bye he's so so playful and he'd be able to cover up how he truly felt pretty well, which was both a positive and a negative for him.

positive: he'd be able to hug you nonchalantly or tap his cheek asking for a kiss and you'd think nothing of it.

negative: you'd think nothing of it.

since minho often acts this way with his friends as well, he slowly becomes self-conscious of his actions, worrying that that's all you saw him as - a friend.

he'd probably slowly try to either a: be more forward with you, or b: reserve certain actions for you only.

minho would stop blowing kisses to myungho and asking seungheon to kiss his cheek. he might even go as far as to not be as physically affectionate with his members anymore.

slowly letting you come to the conclusion yourself that the way he treats you is different from his members.

if you weren't the type to fight against him when he acted this way, if you suddenly started reciprocating the same actions towards him, his head would start spinning.

if it was a normal occurrence for you to return his energy, he'd start to wonder if you treated your friends like this as well.

but . . . he never saw you cling onto jaeyun's arms like you do with him . . . and you don't look at haemin the same way you look at him . . . hm . . .

minho crushing on you would be hard to detect until he made more of an effort to let his guard down about it.

you'd pick up on his behavior change pretty quickly which only opened the conversation of "why are you suddenly treating me like i'm special?"

(hint: its because you are special to him).

⁰⁰⁴ : YOONSUNG.

he is taking this to his GRAVE!!! he'd try to be so so so secretive and discreet.

yoonsung falls hard and doesn't want to overwhelm you with how he feels and everything :( wants to try and soak in the feeling of crushing on you but every time he sees you he just gets so overjoyed and just wants to confess right then and there.

which is why he feels he needs to take this to his grave 😭 he's not sure if he will ever be able to fully "calm down" around you enough to properly confess to you the way you deserve to be confessed (he thinks you deserve the world).

tries to act as Normal as he can around you, but most of the time i think he'd fall kind of silent.

whether you're with a group of friends or just talking one-on-one, he'd get so wrapped up in his thoughts and become uncharacteristically quiet.

it was a constant internal battle for yoonsung. he wanted to be near you but also knew he likely couldn't hide how he felt for much longer.

unlike minho, yoonsung wasn't going to hug you or hold your hand out of no where. he did this with his friends, sure, but he didn't see you as just a friend, which made physical affection towards you that much harder.

the lines would get blurred in his brain and he feared if you reciprocated, even if it was platonic, he'd make an assumption that could end up hurting him.

of course, yoonsung was unaware of your feelings towards him as well, and seeing him seemingly pulling away from you, you subconsciously do the same :(

he doesn't realize just how different he was acting towards you until that moment, and as if his heart took control over his brain, he'd spill all of his feelings for you, doing his best to explain away his behavior.

and it worked - who could stay mad at him for too long?

⁰⁰⁵ : HAEMIN.

wouldn't realize he liked you until someone pointed it out to him 2/2 💔

everything would be going perfectly fine for haemin,,, until minho jokingly commented about how much he liked you. then that became all he thought about.

begin haemin's internal debate of if he liked you romantically or not! and if it was true (it was), how long? upon actually giving it a lot of thought . . . he's liked you for a while without really processing his feelings effectively.

and now,,, he cannot properly face you!! at least, not in the beginning.

everything hits him so fast and he's forced to process his emotions at a rapid pace now. he does a decent job at hiding his inner turmoil about the topic, but he eventually confides in kyungmin about it (though it wasn't on purpose),, kyungmin just caught him while he was dazed!! totally not like he went to kyungmin stressing about possibly ruining your friendship hahaha . . .

once he was able to fully "recover" and process everything, he's a goner. heart eyes are permanent.

just so absolutely infatuated with everything you do and say. comes around more often and always manages to take the spot next to you if you're with a group of people.

always always always joking around with you because he loves the sound of your laugher and how happy you seem when you smile, especially when you smile because of him.

in a twisted ending, haemin is grateful that minho made him fall into a crisis. if he hadn't, he wouldn't have been able to have these moments with you.

once you end up together, minho rightfully takes full credits for the relationship starting, kyungmin taking credit for helping haemin get over his fear of ruining everything between you two.

so - albeit his disagreement - haemin accepts that they should get some credit for their help.

but how it all came to be doesn't matter much, as long as in the end, he ended up with you.

⁰⁰⁶ : KYUNGMIN.

i'm not usually fond of the trope of someone who brings up the person they like every time they can but,,,, kyungmin does exactly that. his members get so tired of him for it too HELP (he's gotten into the practice of just,, thinking of you instead of verbally bringing you up so often).

his members' anger (/j) doesn't stop him though!! every chance he gets he talks about you,, the only time that stops is when you're around 🧍‍♂️

you BET the members are gonna poke fun at him for that too LMFAO

when you're around, he'd be much more into listening rather than speaking himself.

"platonic" kisses on the backs of your hands. "platonic" hand holding. (nothing about it is platonic).

kyungmin would love love love to rest his head on your shoulder!! whether he's standing behind you while talking with a group of friends or sitting next to each other watching a movie, he just likes the feeling (bonus points if his arm is looped under yours to play with your fingers).

he'd be in his own head a lot,,, daydreaming and such,,, even though you're right next to him 🧍‍♂️

if you were to nudge him while he was like this, he'd look at you with the most love-filled gaze.

he didn't have to say anything to you, just from the way he looked at you and the light blush forming on his cheeks, you knew. the way your stomach filled with butterflies as you held his gaze was also a great indicator that his look meant something more.

it was then when he saw how your gaze changed too - it changed to one that matched his own. with a deep breath, he'd squeeze your hand before a smile spread across his face.

© 8turning 2023.

[umeqii]

natsuki x fem!popstar!reader headcanons for a reader who's a semi-famous popstar that goes to the same school and joins the club? :33 (IM CRINGING AS I WRITE THIS GUYS 😔🥰)

NATSUKI MENTIONED RAAAHHH SHE'S SO MEEE (also dw dollface it's not cringey :33)

-⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀AS IF I WOULD EVER LIKE YOU, IDIOT⠀!⠀⠀. . . ⠀⠀⠀ just be more careful .

character - natsuki

fandom - doki doki literature club

gender - fem reader

a/n - no sayori (i cldnt be bothered 🙁.) + swearing + mentions of wlw sex things (??)

creator - umeqii

okay so, natsuki is very known throughout the school on how she likes "childish and cutesy" typa things

and even throughout the club she was looked down on for her cutesy exterior; she knew they meant well but she wasn't taken that seriously :((

but you were quite similar !

you had interests that no one else had, and was mocked in school, but then you got into music and boom!!

you were famous !!

yur songs were mostly about how you feel, with hidden meanings in them or some of them just being lyrics you thought of at 2 AM when binge watching KNY

the first song you made was called 'P.U.N.K GIRL' (P.U.N.K Girl by Heavenly btw :33!!), and it blew up !!

it was used throughout wlw edits, like shinomitsu and hachinana >3<

natsuki had also seen an edit using that song and she LOVVESS it :33!!!

it's in every playlist she makes, no matter how different the playlist themes are !!

and you started posting more and more songs and your popularity grew more and more each and every day !!

for example; 'WHERE YOU BEEN HIDING?' (Where You Been Hiding by Sinéad Harnett) was one of your most popular songs !!

when you transfered to their school, you were actually in yuri's class

when she first saw you, you were definitely very accessorised and had a very different style to most people

she immediately thought of natsuki when she saw you

you actually got seated beside her, and the reason on how ym started talking was bc yu were writing another one of ur songs :P

'BANG BANG BANG' (Bang Bang Bang by Sohodolls)

you were on the verse where it mentions, 'neon streets are full of lust.' and then yuri decided to speak up

despite her socially awkward demeanor, she spoke and carried herself very nicely

she already knew you were a singer due to her classmates' conversations (she doesn't talk in class unless she gets chosen so she js listens in on others)

and you started saying how you have writer's block and couldn't think of anymore lyrics

yuri then mentioned the literature club and said she could take you along with her after class

she was genuinely so scared if you would say no, because she didn't wanna embarrass herself :((

but luckily u sed yes :333!!!!!

anyways, to the club, mc was the first one to realise you :o

( btw, in this au, monika isn't basically the creator and mc is a real 'character' aswell as you and all of the other ddlc girls )

he was literally js abt to enter the club ://

then ym started talking and he seemed to not recognise you so you were quite happy because of how yuve been getting alot of attention from ppl so it was a nice change

UNTIL YURI MENTIONED IT .

im kidding i luv yuri shes js my least fav member

NOT LIKE I HATE HRR BUT I JS PREFER THE OTHER MEMBERS (natsuki, monika, sayori n yuri idc if no one asked fuck you)

and he was js like "whoa, so you make songs? cool." and fr js walked inside

like where's the enthusiasm :/// slash jay

then as you walked in, mc started talking to this pretty brown haired girl who seemed quite surprised to see you

then yuri told you to wait by the door and she went to mc and spoke to the green eyed female

as you were waiting, you could hear their mumbles and as the girl with the ponytail was abt to speak, a door fr hit you

"ah, hel-"

"OW WHAT THE HELL"

and the thing is, the door didn't even stop moving when yu screamrd ☠️☠️

and as you were fr abt 2 throw hands, yu saw this lowkey short pink haired girl who was holding a tray of sumthin

"sorry, do you mind being more care-"

"OH MY GOD"

i feel like of natsuki was a big fan of ur music, she wld FREAK if she saw yu irl

esp since she hit u w a door !!

but yk who doesn't hit their celebrity crush every now n then

(devon bostick ily/j)

she webt RED RED ://

not like "omg her cheeks flushed red...kawaii..."

LIKE RED ☠️☠️

her whole ass body n things

LIKE AND THE WAY HER EYES LIT UP WHEN SHE SAW YOU 😋😋

"are you okay natsuki?" - monika

"YOU'RE Y/N L/N OH MY FUCKING GOD"

and she dropped the tray and turns out it was cookies and u gen felt yur heart shatter

"oh yeahhahaha that's me..!"

bro why do mfs always recognise you in the stupidest times

like sm1 fr recognised u in the bathroom when yu were gnna piss

but yh HEADCANONS time bc i'm a lazy shit and i have to wake up at 5:30 tmrw for skl

okay so natsuki is naturally insecure of her tendencies to push people away, and she honestly hates herself for it which is SOOOOOO real lmfao

but how she is towards the other members is so different compared to you

she always has a giddy smile on her face just bc of the mention of ur name

and her heart always skips a flutter seeing yur smile

she doesn't show it though of course..

they just have a littllleee bit of a softer side for ya !! (natsuki is she/they argue w the way if u disagree)

you're lowkey rich asf but not THAT rich bc yur stupidass self spends too much monry on merch n figurines

good thing yur amazing producer, mari, helps ya out >3<

YEAH AND SO WHAT IF I ADD MYSELF IN LIKE EVERYONE IF THESE STORIES??

i'm the creator not you like bffr ://

anyways im kidding ily probably unless you're an eyesore but anyways ahahhaa

when yu first introduced natsu 2 mari, SHE HATED HER ☠️.

mariyas js a bit too mean sometimes

"what's with that outfit? i wouldn't be caught dead wearing that ugly thing out of the house.."

"who do you think you a-?"

"ugh, shut up. your voice is hurting my head. and that's a lot judging from how i listen to Y/N's singing like..every month..."

but then again, they're really similar but they just view things differently

like mari doesn't wanna be scary, and natsuki doesn't wanna be cute >_<

anyways how ym got together was that she invited u over to make cupcakes and she sed she cld even help u w a new song

and blah blah blah she was implying it as a wlw song and you js ended up kissing eachother n made out n probably scissored or smth idfk i js saw a bird fall to it's fate ☠️ .

I SWEAR IM NOT TRYNA SEXUALISE NATSUKI BUT SHES OVER 18 N YH (im js self projecting bc im a bitch and this is what i wld do dont hate me guys)

but yh, u did make a song

it's called , 'SPACE GIRL' and it's based off of natsuki's pov of you

(space girl by Frances Forever)

[wereh0gz]

Been thinking abt sonic prime recently. And how much missed potential it had. Like this could've been one of the best sonic shows but in the end it just turned out kinda ok

I think part of it was due to how little time they had to fully explore a lot of the stuff introduced into the series, and also not managing the time they had very well. Like there's so many characters that go underdeveloped or have their development tacked onto the last batch of episodes during a very drawn out fight against nine

The general pacing was so quick it barely left room to breathe and properly flesh things out. Both the characters and the setting don't really get enough time to be fully explored because the almost non-stop action takes a lot of focus away from that, making the series constantly bounce from one place to another until the final season where a good chunk of it is just. Fighting against nine

Shadow is also woefully underutilized as a character which is really a shame bc he's really good whenever he IS utilized. Same with sonic's powered up prism form. It only showed up once and it wasn't even for the endgame. Literally pulled a dark sonic on us again

I'm kinda mixed on the ending too. Basically having it reset to the status quo with no clarity as to whether the shatterspaces and all the new characters that came with them still even exist in some way is definitely. A choice. No closure for me ig :/

Also this is more of a nitpick than anything but ghost hill bothers me as a concept. It feels like they couldn't come up with another unique shatterspace (or maybe they didn't have time?) so they just made it what remains of the og green hill... even though the grim could have easily served that purpose and have been much more impactful and horrifying if it was used that way. AND it would've made more sense bc the grim's shard is LITERALLY THE CORE OF THE PARADOX PRISM. LIKE WHERE THE OTHER SHARDS BROKE OFF FROM? IT'S LITERALLY RIGHT THERE ARE YOU KIDDING ME HOW DID THEY NOT THINK OF THAT

Also kinda nitpicky I think but splitting eggman into the chaos council is also weird to me. It doesn't make much sense in comparison to how all the other characters were split up. Why are they Like That. Why are they basically just eggman at different ages. That's not how it worked with the others why'd that happen to him specifically

Ok that's enough criticisms. I think given more time (both in the sense of having more episodes and more production time to fully flesh everything out) prime could've been so much greater than what we got. It's good, especially in the animation department, but the narrative really falls short imo

In spite of everything tho I'm glad it got made at all and that it had such a positive reception, so here's hoping whatever full-length show comes next is even better (please god make it an anime sega I beg of you give us another sonic anime PLEASE)

[love-toxin]

ellie we literally can't talk abt pokemon without talking about miss rika,, i love her

OK BUT IM GLAD U SAID SMTHN CAUSE I'M OBSESSED LOWKEY.. .......WHO GAVE HER THE RIGHT TO LOOK THIS GOOD......

Like. Effortlessly cool. Canon nickname-giver. I was going buckwild during her battle and I'm not even sorry about it. I could NOT stop thinking very unwholesome thoughts during her interview segment either......like......you can't put a woman in a suit at a desk across from me and not expect me to lose my damn MIND!!! I wanna piss her off just so she makes me pay for it, and dearly. I'M GONNA GO OFF UNDER THIS CUT AND I CANNOT BE STOPPED!!!

Bear with me on this train of thought here: imagine being a repeat challenger of the Championship Challenge. Your pokemon aren't bad (you don't think, anyways) and you've trained for hours and days on end to try and beat the Elite League, to the point of even begging the gym leaders for rematches to try and improve your skill or pick up some tip you didn't notice before. But without fail, every single time you try, you never end up getting past Rika--the first of the Elite Four, the easiest one to beat, is somehow so hard of a challenge that you stay awake at night wracking your brain for some strategy to beat her. Even worse is that you're older than half the kids that challenge the whole circuit, and you hate the feeling of all these ten year olds beating out your grown adult ass as they fly by each challenge while you're left crawling.

You can't just build a whole new team to counter her alone, or else you'll just get crushed by the others. You can't build a new team period unless you wanna put off claiming that Champion title until you're geriatric, so you're kinda screwed from both angles. And the worst part? The main reason why you keep failing is because every time you get a new strategy--have your pokemon learn new moves, train them up, swap out one pokemon for another--she somehow one ups you the next time you go to challenge her again. Like she has some kind of insane bug planted in your cellphone or something where she can hear everything you say, because how in the world does she keep coming up with new counters every time you try? Sometimes she even has new pokemon altogether, which from the accounts of other people who have tried it, is almost unheard of for the Elite Four to switch up their teams so often. Or at all!

The answer comes when you finally hit a wall. You're sure you've come up with the best counter to her moves, that your pokemon are all well-equipped to withstand whatever she decides to throw at you this time--and despite all that, you lose again. Badly, this time.

So for the first time, you ask her outright. How do you keep beating me? And although she puts on that lazy tone as she chuckles back "You just aren't paying enough attention, sweetheart" when she's met with a cold stare, her lips finally seem to loosen as she flashes you a smirk.

She admits that she likes watching you squirm. She saw that look on your face the first time--the only time she's legitimately beat you--and she couldn't believe how satisfying it was. Maybe she just doesn't best nearly as many trainers as her tougher counterparts, but something about the slump of your particular shoulders and the pout on your perfect lips is the reason why she refuses to budge and let you slip by. Really, it's not as sinister of a reason that you expected--she just made very careful decisions about each change she made, and followed your trail of logic to make sure she stayed one step ahead of you, and you in particular. In fact, there's probably been more people than ever that have gotten past her since she first battled you, since she's paid all her attention to blocking you alone. And as shocking as it is to hear her freely admit that, you still have some residual frustration from being bested again that you can only work up the smallest, crudest words as an answer.

"You're mean." You huff, pouting once more and shoving your arms across your chest. You'd stomp your foot if you didn't know she'd tease you for it, cause you'd look like even more of a petulant child than you already do, but you really are that mad. Isn't that against League rules, or something?!

"Poor baby...I'd feel worse if you didn't look so cute, honestly. My bad, bunny." Nooooo, no, you can not fold under that cheesy smile and the softness twinging that nickname. She will not, you repeat, not use those charming good looks and that undeniable tension you've felt between you two to seduce you....even though you've kinda dreamed of that. You didn't exactly spend all those restless nights just thinking about her battling style, after all...."You want Rika to make you feel better, honey bunny?"

You're not even sure how she got so close, how her hand is on your arm now, stroking her leather-clad fingers up and down your skin while she maneuvers herself to slide in behind you. She's still gentle, careful, touch light enough that you could brush it off if you wanted--but you instead find yourself slowly leaning into it, nuzzling into her lips as she presses kisses to your temple and coos at your sweetness, how you feel so soft and warm against her. Angelic, more like, you're as precious as an angel aren't you? You hate that you squirm at that compliment, looking up towards the ceiling to try and wipe that giddy, small smile that's creeping across your lips away. It doesn't hold though, you can't keep the charade up forever--eventually you're wiggling a little more into her, teasing at the possibility of her getting a little more unprofessional than she already has been in secret. And finally, you get what you want out of it. You get her low, smooth voice in your ear, a slight rasp to her last few words as she grips your hips hard enough to hear the leather stretch.

"I'll take my gloves off for this 'match', kay? And let's find somewhere a little more private....I think you'll enjoy it more if you can go all out, honey."

[t4tpumpkinduo]

No longer need to use anon hii ^_^ Okay, do you have specific heacanons about their species? Like how the work, if theres a culture behind it? They could share eachothers cultures.. And how different or similar is there relationship in Manburg vs Las Nevadas?

OMG HIII and yes i'm glad, i rlly appreciate yr qs :'[ tysm fr giving me the chance to yap abt these freaks its been YEARS. ok iwill start now

so first my hot take is cschlatt is a mixed king i think she's half sheep half goat. let me explain 🤚 do not interrupt me

well firstly, i just think it's kinda moe cuteness adorable and plays into his duality...i think her ma was a brown sheep, and his dad was a white goat and his hair ended up kinda swirled because of it. and up until revival brute forced white hair on her and made her confront stuff (and revival hair isn't dyeable to me), he'd dye it full brown regularly bcs his relationship w his dad was normal and healthy don't worry abt it don't worry stop asking questions. she's a clearly normal ram.

also uhhh. To support my claim, and this is meta knowledge, but i do think it's interesting tht even ccschlatt the guy will call his character a goat sometimes, does not disuade ppl who call him that in rp even though one of cschlatt's main character traits is the way he'll stand up for himself/hates being percived in a way he doesn't want, which means it mustn't be that srs to be called that in the first place, and also promotes rammie merch w goat emoji even though ram ones DO exists. 🤨 it's almost like he wants annoying microbloggers to dig into it too much. something to think about.

fr cq obvs he's a duckie primarily, some manner of patito but i also think he's part budgie and it fucked up his development in some way. idk, to me he has like. little claws he needs to file down which ducks do Not have, and he also just chirps which ducks do not do. his wings are yellow but if you fluff them up underneath you can see that it's a kinda dawny white, like they were SUPPOSED to grow more but just kinda stagnated, and that coloration is very common w budgies. not to mention those things are notoriously v small and weak and can die pretty easily so idk i'm sure that doesn't play into anything. mixed king who lost

for a culture thing i think uhhh. well i'm not sure if culture is the right word for what i'm going for but i'm not sure those things exist for me? i'm sure there's peoples, and i'm sure ancient avians have their own thing going on probably but most ppl are just some guy. like any guy who has an extra thing to upkeep. i do think cq cschlatt have some interesting seasoning to their hybridisms specifically however so:

ithink schlatt grew up in a v small town, w her and his family as the only Real hybrids which was also normal for him as a guy who takes being scrutinized and looked at differently very well. him niki n wilb were all besties, until wilb left to pursue his dreams of getting his dad to pay attention to him i mean getting his dad to pay attention to him i mean music. and then cniki and cschlatt had one of those weird toxic girl friendships breakups that fuck up their lives and leave them in resentment for years but they didn't know schlatt was a girl yet so it was extra weird for them. niki voice why are we having later to be thematically relevant tension you miserable asshole schlatt voice if you say anything else i'm gnna eat my own leg and you won't be able to stop me. so alas.

so he just didn't have that like...wider connection or interactions, and she ofc couldn't rely on her dad who probably ditched her and her sick ma when schlatts like. 13. so all the hybridism upkeep he knows, like upkeep and proper filing of his horns or polishing her hoovsies, come from his mama. horror sting. who dies not long after. wwell.

ithink cq also lacks a level of connection to wider bird hybrisisms bcs i don't think he ever had parents at all i think he just spawned. which is literally not uncommon in the mcyt world at all. but he had nobody to. teach him anything, so he just kinda lets his instincts guide him even tho tht doesn't work v well either.

ithink he was just a mildly feral street urchin type kid, yk stealing to eat that kinda thing and ended up being in and out juvie bcs of it at like. idk id say v young when he first got locked up, like 9 or smthng which is super insane but wht cn ydo.

(my other hc is tommy and cq know eachother frm juvie :] makes sense to me. cuz canonstyle ctommy is v fond of cq and cq of him before the smp even starts, and they make "jokes" abt peddling drugs together, right after cq talks abt being put on them in juvie, and is currently selling them to make money cuz he just got outta there. why do they both already know how to do this. guys who definitely made it insufferable in there)

and then on one of the times he gets away :] i think csam adopts him and loves him very much abt it even if cq more often than not pops in and out on account of the mc nature of the world. and cq definitely won't replay his kindness by accidently ruining his life. (REXHING AMD PUKGING.) but the guy is a creeper hybrid 👍 and not a bird. so he isn't really sure how to navigate that either and especially cuz cq is a shitty little shape shifter on top of it. smthing he is ALSO bad at and can't control v well or for v long w/o getting really fucked up from it. (guy who always loses) i never lose

scritches my head so yk general lack of upkeep type of guy. he doesn't know how to preen himself v well or v consistently, he doesn't get to his little claws fast enough so smtimes he just nips at them to stop from slashing someone's eye out by accident. but i do think he gets better at it eventually and nothing abt this fuckass evil server stops his progress either. guy who gets brutalized all the time to the point of severe scarring and nerve damage why am i on edge and hindered by scarring and nerve damage lolll 😅

anyways this got too edgy i'm cutting this off. the point is both these guys have probbles but what can you do in this bitch of a server. also the second question is so so good and swagiful and my response will be unspeakably long so i'm gnna resend that part to myself and answer it there ^_____^ 👍 on it's own post. yes thank you.

[mooodyblue]

can you do cg!austin and little!reader when she regresses out in public and no one knows abt it?

anon i hope u know i love u and ur big brain!! i was literally thinking about writing cg!austin 🥺 he'd be the sweetest caregiver idk. ty soooo much for the request, i hope u enjoy!!!

tired. | cg!austin x little!reader

warnings: little space, age regression, slight angst, anxiety

wc: 1.1k

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you'd mentally prepared yourself for this event for weeks. the moment austin invited you to some a-list event, you were filled with anxiety. you couldn't just say no, it would make austin happy and you obviously didn't want to disappoint him. but this event was the only thing on your mind. nobody knew who you were, you were just someone austin was dating. the thought of being surrounded with people you didn't know, who didn't know you, freaked you out.

"you still up for going tomorrow?" austin asked, getting into bed with you.

"yeah....yeah."

now you're here, standing in front of the mirror and giving yourself a much needed pep talk, trying to calm your nerves before austin could see you. but something was off, you didn't feel right. it was a feeling that you hadn't felt in a long time. however, you had people to impress and to be a great date for austin, so you held back those feelings as much as you could, brushing it off and telling yourself it's just anxiety. austin brushed off his sleeve as he walked into the room, smiling at you. "if i wasn't already dating you, i'd definitely be taking you home tonight."

you cracked a grin and laughed, feeling a bit more at ease. "you picked out a perfect dress."

he walked up to you, wrapping an arm around your waist. "i picked out the perfect girl." he brushed a strand of hair out of your face and gave you a quick kiss. "ready to head out?"

no, you wanted to say but nodded instead, taking his hand as he lead you to the car. once arriving, there were cameras everywhere as he helped you out of the car, making your heart race slightly as he rushed you inside. you refused to leave his side during the entire thing, watching him talk and mingle with coworkers and different directors. he'd occasionally rub your back and talk about how the two of you met which relaxed you a little bit. it wasnt until more people started to talk to you that you felt your chest tighten, still unsure of how to talk to these sort of people. but you kept it together, for austin at least. it's not that anyone was awful towards you or being pushy, but this was still a new setting for you. plus, you were dating austin butler. everyone wanted to know how your relationship came to life.

you'd found yourself in the middle of a conversation with who you didn't realize was a reporter, asking you about austin's exes and what he saw in you. it was too much, your brain struck with self doubts and comparisons to everyone in austin's life. "'m gonna go fix my hair." you lied, whispering in austin's ear. he kissed you before you left, telling you to he wouldn't move from the spot he was in so you could find him easier afterwards.

you rushed into the bathroom, catching your breath and trying to fight back your tears. that feeling from earlier came back, but stronger. you hadn't regressed in awhile. of course, austin knew about you and always took good care of you while you were your headspace. but out of all places to slip, why did it have to be here? it only made you more overwhelmed. you tried to hold back, but you couldn't stop the tears from falling down your cheeks. you just wanted austin. you wanted your favorite plushie and the comfort of your daddy's arms. you also didn't want to ruin's austin night, but there was no way you could continue to talk to these strangers without possibly embarrassing austin. you wiped your cheeks and nose with the back of your hand then washing them before going back out to find austin.

you tugged on his sleeve softly, "austin." no response. you tugged on it again, more panic in your voice. "austin."

he turned to you, noting your tear stained cheeks. "baby? what's going on?"

"um....i..." you couldn't get the words out, fidgeting with one of the rings on your fingers and looking down at the floor.

but austin knew. "okay." he nodded. "let's head home." he said his final goodbyes, taking you back out to the car. thank god everyone with cameras had gone inside, but he let you bury your face in his shoulder as you two walked out just to be safe. he glanced over at you as he pulled out, frowning. "are you...?"

"'m sorry." you cried. "i-i tried. 'm sorry daddy, i-"

"oh, my babygirl..." he gave your hand a soft squeeze. "you have nothing to be sorry for. you should have told me."

you sobbed softly into your hands. this was the slowest car ride of your life. stupid traffic and stupid people with their big fancy cars. everything was stupid. you just wanted to go home. austin wanted to hold you so badly, he kept telling you it was okay and that you'd be home soon. not soon enough! eventually, you subconsciously brought your thumb to your lips, a bad habit of yours that you had while little. austin would tell you off for it over and over again but you still couldn't stop. he looked over at you, "baby-" he pulled your hand back down, setting it back in your lap. "don't do that, it's yucky. remember?"

you whined, opting to bounce your leg up and down instead. austin even opened the glovebox to check for a paci, muttering 'damn.' to himself. he made a mental note to keep one in the car for times like these.

by the time you finally returned home, you were slightly dozing off in the car, austin waking you by opening the car door. "hi," he smiled, unbuckling you and helping you out of the car. "i know you're tired, let's go change first." he brought you in your shared home, immediately tending to you and into your pajamas, even wiping off your makeup and undoing your hair. "what plushie do we want tonight? what are we thinkin'?"

"hmm." you thought, "bunny?"

"bunny it is." he reached for the plush bunny he surprisinged you with last month, getting you in bed and handing it over to you. his heart melted at the sight of you holding it close to your chest. this was definitely needed and he felt bad for allowing you to hold off for so long. austin then changed out of his clothes too, getting ready to join you. "do you still want your paci?" he asked.

you shook your head no, making grabby hands at him. "daddy!" he chuckled and crawled into bed, holding you close to him. "best daddy ever." you muttered against him.

"and you're the best baby i could ever ask for." he went in with his hand, tickling you softly as you let out small giggles, all your worries from earlier disappearing. "sorry for making you go today. you gotta tell me when you aren't feeling good though, promise me?"

"i promise"

[ward-leon]

okay so. does anyone remember that one commercial breaker post i made a while back

heres how him and his eventual demise NOT being noclipped out of the story could get another character (conspiracy guy - they/them-ed for convenience) or two (conspiracy guy + knight commander) some development (although this is. uh. mostly conspiracy guy-focused since they were the one who caused said demise. whoopsie)

reeeeeally slight spoilers for twa season two and a bit of season one

The Bitches At Play, from left to right:

Sir Adblock

Knight Commander McStabbypants

Sir Pop-up Crusher

Sir Newguy/Conspiracy Guy in disguise

Sir Adnnihilator

Commercial Breaker

so. conspiracy guy.

say whatever you want abt them, but they are somewhat of an asshole. they are snarky, arrogant, rude, hypocritical, they outright deny that anything is going wrong when things *are*, in fact, going wrong (re: that episode where they get chomped by an eldritch hand monster off-screen) (you could argue that this shows conspiracy guy coping through denial, and i will not stop you), they had at least 1 person mind-controlled and might have ordered to torture another for info off-screen + could have left their sidekick to die in the only episode where said sidekick makes an appearance. and, yk, they backstabbed a guy (commercial breaker). HOWEVER.

they were also shown to have some. Doubts. about what they're doing (im just re: that one scene when all of the remaining chains on megacorp's greed box break, although that happens after the Plot Noclip, and thats it)

you know what we weren't shown before the whole commercial breaker thing? THEM OUTRIGHT KILLING A GUY (considering anything outside of spons wars that i missed non-canon here)

so from this we can deduce that they operate at a distance. they may employ assassins (re: this, which might not be true bc it was written by chainsaw (allegedly The Manliest Man Of All Time))-

- and talk shit about others, but they haven't actually killed anyone!

until now!!

here's the thing:

in this case, conspiracy guy is in disguise. they have no allies (the knights don't count here). so, after committing the murder, while they're hiding the body and disposing of the evidence (when everyone else is busy with something), they have time to think about what they have done.

yes, they may have disposed of a potential enemy, but...

it's the first time they've caused someone to go pale, become limp, drop onto the ground as the person in question bleeds out on the floor, murmuring something in pain

they had to carry the heavy corpse somewhere where it couldn't be seen, hide the blood trail, and, if any blood got onto the box they were wearing, cut out the bloody parts or change it entirely

they had to leave the murder weapon there

with any remaining traces quite literally buried under piles of money

and go back to the others, pretending that everything was fine

and wouldn't all that fuck up a person, severely?

this is when, in the next episode, the before-mentioned Plot Noclip happens.

but we're heading to Speculation Land instead :)

knight commander could mention someone missing! keep the stupid-ass reasoning for conspiracy guy not being accused first if you want! (make it genuine denial or sarcasm idk)

maybe even postpone the whole "feeling guilty for killing a guy" thing by making conspiracy guy deny the victim any personhood, writing him off as unimportant In The Grand Scheme Of Things and not worth their time until the knights eventually start grieving a bit while trying to put on a brave face because Holy Fuck They Lost Like Two Out Of Five Members Already (and conspiracy guy can't get away from all that because all of them are at the rebels' base now and they have to figure out how to defeat greed)

what im saying is, conspiracy guy could have even more doubt about What The Shit They've Been Doing All This Time (including the fact that greed was awakened bc of the villains - including conspiracy guy - chasing for sponsors + money here) and maybe develop as a character, reconsider their methods and allat, while dealing with the guilt of killing a person!!!

not to mention what happens if someone finds out!!!! they could have consed the quences for once!!!!! put their relationship with some future allies (when the knights and the other villains are operating with similar goals in mind (defeat greed)) in disrepair, even!!! give knight commander trust issues or something!!! that'd be reasonable to have given the situation at hand

((and. well. conspimmander enjoyers get that sweet sweet angst juice, ofc))

anyway thats it :3

thank you for reading this far!!!!! id love to hear your thoughts on this but its optional dw!!!