#niki nihachu fanfiction

[hello-goodbye123433]

Day 4 of trying to convince people to read my silly little DSMP fanfic by posting memes about it

Oppositional Forces / Broken Bonds (May Never Heal) - Chapter 1 - Hello_goodbye123433 - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]

[cherrynwinesk]

I was wondering if I can ask you to make headcanons on dating Niki Nihachu please 🥺🙏

Dating Headcanon's ~ Nihachu

Story g: sfw/soft

Language: English/Ingles

⚠️: None

CC's: Niki Nihachu

Reader g: Neutral reader

📝: All the content is fictitious and an attempt is made to adapt the PUBLIC personality of the cc's, that is, the personality that is shown in front of cameras, I do not know the true personality and any resemblance to reality is mere coincidence.

����: Hello, writing requests are always open, if you want something in particular, ask without fear. I clarify that English is not my main language, I apologize for any error and accept corrections to improve the quality of the content

Master List

•Niki is a girlfriend who pampers her partner a lot

•She will find a way to give you handmade gifts

•How to knit a plush rabbit or any animal you like

•She puts effort into what she gives you so that you know that she is willing to do everything for you

•Sleepovers at home

•She likes to watch horror movies so she can hug you when you get scared by a jump scare.

•She cooks for you and if you offer her help she won't let you touch a knife or go near the fire

•Although it is a very big commitment, she would like to get a tattoo to match you

•Not exactly the name of both, maybe something you have in common and it would be small

•Niki knows that people are not forever, and that is why if one day you forget to leave, she will wish you the best

•She will take you to concerts

•Whether you have the same tastes as her or not, she will ask you to accompany her because she likes to share the emotion by being close to you

•She will make up for it by going with you to see your favorite artist.

•She would choose your outfits when going out

•Don't worry, she will make sure you look amazing

•Very soft kisses on the lips

•She also likes to kiss your hands and your wrists.

•You are one of the few people with whom she do not feel uncomfortable with the details of her body

•She wouldn't hide her scars or her emotions from you

[booklover9000]

Dream SMP subnautica AU!!

[justphilia]

Hello! The other day I participated in a gift exchange event and produced this magnum opus in 2 days (event challenge) and my wrists ached so badly afterwards!!!

(strictly characters of DSMP)

Percy Jackson / Demigods / Camp Half-Blood AU !!! Featuring Bench Trio , Clingy Duo , Allium Duo , TNT Duo and Rain Duo !!! Tommyinnit , Ranboo and Wilbur centric !!!

cc!Wilbur Soot supporters DNI + block me

[bleue-flora]

This man is the villain, everyone…

yeah…… makes sense.

(When they wonder why you’re a Dream apologist… - Oh, my apologies, that’s right, I’m supposed to root for the scammer, who’s the hero of the story…)

[angeloncewas]

all your worst enemies (will be gone soon)

T+ / hunger games au / dsmp tommy & niki / canon-typical violence, tommy-typical swearing

[before]

This is Tommy’s biggest secret. If it’s any of them, he hopes it’s himself.

[during]

He wishes he could say he doesn’t think about killing her, but he does.

[before]

She knows everyone wants something to make their life a little better. Niki is more than happy to provide.

[during]

Thankfully, Niki wakes up not dead.

(I wrote my most words ever for a pinch-hit. Would love it if you read it. My eyes are bleary) @mcytblraufest

[shubblelive]

Hi I think you’re awesome thank you for this!!

🍉 “dancing queen, young and sweet, only 17!”

give me a line of dialogue and a streamer and i’ll write a blurb!! (for example; “can you stay with me?” with ted)

Can I request “you think i’m pretty?” with fem!reader x nihachu? Thank you!!

i LOVE getting niki requests, love love LOVE it seriously if anyone wants to read a niki req, i'm ur girl okay send em over i'll gobble them up

come celebrate 500 followers with me!

it wasn’t a date. 

sure, the two of you were out getting lunch together, just the two of you. and yeah, maybe you’d messaged your friends positively giddy at the prospect of you and niki hanging out together. and yeah, maybe you’d put in a bit of extra effort in your appearance and picked out the nicest place you knew and yes, maybe, you had been thinking about it non stop since you’d organised it. 

you’d arrived early, and waited with an air of casual politeness when niki arrived. the two of you had been sitting at the restaurant for nearly two hours, and you had no intention of going anywhere any time soon. 

she was telling a story about her and her brother when they were kids, one that had her giggling between words, and you were utterly enamoured. she finished her story and looked down. “oh, you’re done?” she gestured to your empty plate and hers still with food on it. “hang on, i’ll hurry up.”

“no,” you shook your head almost a little too eagerly, hoping she wouldn’t notice. “a pretty girl and an almost empty restaurant? we can stay as long as you like.” your tone was light, able to be played off as a joke if she didn’t feel the same. 

niki got awfully quiet and you thought for a second you had made her uncomfortable. before you speak up and apologise, though, she was opening her mouth. “i think you’re pretty. you think i’m pretty?”

you sighed, outwardly relieved. “the prettiest.”

she flushed, and in the bright natural light coming through the window, you knew you had ever been more right. 

[wonder-womans-ex]

my @mcyt-summer-of-yuri gift for @denzartriste is here!

I had a lot of fun writing this—the prompt i picked from the most was "Multiple people stuck in a timeloop and AWARE they are stuck in a timeloop - clinging onto each other in that sense and being dependent on each other and searching each other out the second it restarts" but i tried to get some "CaptainPuffy/NikiNihachu dancing at the end of the world" vibes in there as well.

Seven minutes and nineteen seconds of carefully woven speech—some diplomatic, some pointed and aiming for blood—went out the window the instant Niki met Puffy’s eyes, and so the only thing she managed to coax out of her mouth was, “You said you weren’t mad anymore.”

[fghniki]

Bake Cakes Kick Ass

“Étoiles, do you want a slice?” she decided to ask. Étoiles turned to look at her and looked at the cake with barely hidden surprise. “Uhm. Nah, thanks,” he gave her a crooked smile before turning away again. Niki considered burrowing her head in the sand and screaming. (Phil, Niki and Étoiles love both kicking ass and eating cakes. Well, maybe not all of them.) (Also available on Ao3.) (Originally made for @etoiles-week, day 3: food. Based on a Twitter exchange.) (This is an AU where q!Étoiles happens to share a certain trait with cc!Étoiles.)

Niki had never thought dungeons could be so fun.

She wasn’t exactly the best fighter — most of the mob kills ended up going to Phil and Étoiles — but even in a supporting role she felt like she fit right in, the way she never thought she would be able to. Not to mention, she got to hang around the eggs! (Even if she felt a little bit embarrassed about them being better fighters than herself.)

Regardless. They swept through the dungeon in what, according to excited Pomme, was record time — and now they had time to rest and sort the loot. Niki glanced at the crafting table in the corner of the room. She wondered…

Backpacks were really the best — she no longer had to worry about not having the ingredients she might need, ever. Chayanne was more than happy to help her, supplying her with some milk and raspberries, — and only a few minutes later her beautiful berry cake was ready and done.

“Hey guys!” she smiled as she turned to face Étoiles and Phil (who were busy arguing about something with Tallulah), “Snack time!”

Phil’s face lit up the moment he saw the cake, “Aw man, Niki! How the fuck do you always manage to have the best pastries?”

Phil took the cake out of Niki’s hands and got to slicing it. Niki turned to look at Étoiles… who only glanced at the thing before turning to talk to Pomme. Niki frowned and opened her mouth to invite the two to join in, but was interrupted by Étoiles: “Alright, guys, thank you so much, but Pomme and I gotta go.”

“No problem, mate,” Philza replied, his mouth already stuffed. Niki meekly echoed the sentiment and watched the French warp away, feeling only so slightly disappointed.

The Purgatory desert was finally settling down after the fight, and it was finally possible to see further than a meter from you. Niki couldn’t be more grateful for that — going through sand with a giant cake in your arms was much easier when you could see where you stepped.

The Greens were in much better spirits than she anticipated, joking around and babbling about something she couldn’t quite understand. She shouted a “hey there” just before approaching them: “Hey guys.” she smiled from above the cake, “Not sure how welcome it is, but, um– I just wanted to give you something. Kind of like a consolation prize.”

“Oh my God,” Bagi exhaled. “Holy shit.”

The Greens gathered around her, marveling at the cake. Niki allowed herself to bask in attention for a bit before glancing at Étoiles — the person she really wanted to surprise with it.

Much to her dismay, he didn’t look too excited, keeping himself busy checking something in his inventory even as everyone else started taking slices. “Étoiles, do you want a slice?” she decided to ask.

Étoiles turned to look at her and looked at the cake with barely hidden surprise. “Uhm. Nah, thanks,” he gave her a crooked smile before turning away again.

Niki considered burrowing her head in the sand and screaming.

Okay.

She knew what he liked (fish, avocado, avocado toast, chia seeds). She knew (now) that he wasn’t really into the sweet stuff. That was fine — not every pastry had to be tooth-rotting. She could make apple pies. She could make potato pies. She was the genius baker, and she could find something that Étoiles would love sooner or later.

She felt sweat gathering at the back of her neck as she watched her friends gather round Sunny’s birthday table and grab stuff from the plates she and Chayanne had prepared for the occasion. She watched Étoiles completely ignore everything.

“Okay, I am going insane,” she declared and got up from her seat. Chayanne stopped chewing as he watched her walk up to Étoiles and tap him on the shoulder. He turned around. “I can’t live like this anymore.”

“Same, man,” Étoiles replied before blinking and adding, “Wait, what?”

“Do you hate me?”

Étoiles blinked again, “No? Why? Do you think I’m a hateful person?”

“You have literally not eaten anything made by me. Not once.”

Étoiles blinked for the third time and looked behind Niki’s back at the table. He then looked back at her. “These are all high GI.”

It was Niki’s turn to blink. “What?”

“Glycemic index,” Étoiles explained, “Niki, I have diabetes.”

…oh.

Oh.

Niki suddenly felt very, very stupid. “Oh my God–”

“Do you think I should white rice? Should I eat potato chips?” Étoiles suddenly had a shit-eating grin on his face. “Do you want me to eat poison and die? Is it because you hate me?”

“No, I—” Niki felt laughter bottle up in her throat and she covered her mouth with her hand, “I’m–”

“What are you, Poison-chu? You want me to poison myself?”

“Shut up—”

“Oh, it’s because you hate me—”

Niki finally cracked up, and started laughing, and found her laugh mixed with Étoiles’.

[thegreenfiles]

aight, I want to work on my WIPs today but I’m having trouble deciding which one to start with. So! Which one should I work on?

Propaganda under cut

Don’t Call Me A Hero

Super hero au fic for DSMP, Techno-centric with a heavy focus on the favor system, attempting to live a normal life after being yanked out of villainy and forcibly rehabilitated, all while investigating the disappearance of a hybrid that leads to the discovery of something much worse. Also takes a look at Sam and Techno’s dynamic because I think that’s an underutilized relationship that isn’t examined enough.

The Grave Sting

Zombie apocalypse au fic for Hermitcraft. It’s a heist to steal the cure for zombification from the Perimeter and Mumbo is in the process of turning into a zombie. Featuring the soup group plus Scar and Grian with background watcher lore. 4/6 chapters posted with about half of chapter five written.

The Price You Pay for Arrogance

A post canon Hermit! Niki one shot where Niki has crashed on the Hermitcraft server and has to slowly heal with the help of the other hermits before she can even think about fixing the space ship that got her there. Featuring Gem and Pearl talking Niki through the trauma of leaving a dying server, Bdubs and Niki bonding over horses and just a nice bit of fluff.

How Dare You Speak of Grace

Detective Pikachu AU for the Junoverse of the Penumbra Podcast. An examination of Junos relationship with his mom and his brother after Benton’s untimely death as Juno unravels just what Ben was up to, befriends a talking Pokémon who sounds strangely similar to him, and maybe falls in love with a nosy and cologne drenched journalist.

Right Me When I’m Wrong

Murder mystery set in the world of Fullmetal Alchemist with a heavy focus on a couple of OCs, one of them being a veteran doctor from the Ishvalan war who has seen firsthand the horrors of what State Alchemists’ power looks like and wants nothing to do with it (they moved to that small mining town for a reason), so when former state alchemist, Edward Elric, comes knocking at their door, accusing them of commuting the crime of human transmutation, they’re bound to be a little angry. Elric reveals that Central has received reports of a serial killer who’s struck the town and seems to be using the bodies of their victims for sick experiments that could only be that act he understands all too well.

Secret Sixth Option

Wouldn’t you like to know weather boy?

[witchyleehibernates-fics]

High School Performances (Why Are You Acting At Home?)

Summary:

Tommy smiled as he pet the kitten laying on his chest, he had one hand underneath his head and the other gently petting the purring kitten, who was then joined by a second kitten… and a third… and then a forth… and then there was an adult cat, maybe the momma cat, laying on his lower stomach, and he could see Purpled taking pictures out of the corner of his eye. Which was fair, since Tommy had been taking pictures of his friends all morning. “You know, you’re a pretty alright kid,” Niki said quietly, Tommy blinked, looking over towards her as she sat nearby. She had two cats curled up together in her lap, and she was gently petting them. “I try, sometimes.” Tommy responded, shrugging as carefully as he could. A fifth kitten joined the pile, courtesy of Purpled, who was ignoring Niki for the moment. Tommy flinched slightly when a paw smacked him in the face. “Hey, that’s not fair!” Tommy laughed lightly. He got smacked by the kitten two more times, with Purpled taking pictures and Tubbo and Ranboo laughing at him. Even Niki was laughing quietly at him.

Content Warning's/Trigger Warnings: Bad Dad Phil, though he doesn't mean to be... for the most part. Implied Child neglect, but not overly so, fights and arguments, sick character near the end

Let me know if you feel I missed something!

Characters: TommyInnit, Purpled, Ranboo, Tubbo, Niki, Technoblade, Philza, Chayanne, Tallulah

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 3,192

Status: Complete

Fanfic Links:

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Tommy frowned as he stared out at the crowd from the side of the stage that was hidden by a curtain. He was gripping the curtain tight in one hand while leaning against the wall as his eyes scanned the crowd looking for either his dad or his Uncle, maybe he would even see one of his younger siblings running down one of the aisles or sitting on uncle Techno’s shoulders near the back of the theater.

But he didn’t see anything that he expected. He didn’t see his dad in the crowd, or his uncle, and he most definitely didn’t see either of his siblings. He swallowed as he felt the beginnings of tears welling up in his eyes. His dad said they would be here, his dad promised that they would be here. But Tommy didn’t see him. Tommy didn’t see any of them.

He backed away from the side of the stage, turning and finding Purpled watching him from a distance, a frown filled with nothing but concern on his face. It was hard to spot the concern on Purpled’s face, but Tommy had known them for several long and good years by this point and was able to spot it nearly immediately.

“I’m fine.” Tommy told them, though he was sure that Purpled didn’t believe him. “I’m going to check my phone, see if dad messaged me.” Tommy told him, though it was words falling on deaf ears. Purpled most definitely didn’t care about what Tommy was doing, or who he was going to message.

Purpled followed behind like a shadow.

Tommy ignored that for the moment, knowing it was born from a concern that Purpled held over how often Tommy’s achievements went ignored. Tommy saw no issue with having plays or recitals missed, his younger siblings were still young and Tallulah got sick really easily, and his dad once explained that Techno struggled with staying in one place for long, due to a long history of being trapped places.

Tommy relaxed when he saw his bag, a solid red with charms hanging off of the zippers, all gifts from his friends. He moved a little quicker, barely noticing Purpled disappearing from behind him as he knelt by his bag and opened it. Inside were all his textbooks and two changes of clothes since he was going to Ranboo’s house afterwards. He hummed as he spotted his phone, it having slid down the inside front of his bag. He powered it on to see a single message from his dad.

Father the Bird

Hey Toms, not gonna be able to make it tonight, Tallulah got really sick and Chayanne and Techno still just got back from their trip.

Good Luck! Break a leg! Or whatever it is you say

Tommy felt his heart drop and his face fell even further as he stared at the two text messages. He swallowed the lump growing in his throat, powering his phone back off and dropping it back into his bag. He zipped his bag and turned to sit with his back against the wall. They weren’t coming. They… His father promised that nothing would stop him from coming to see Tommy tonight.

“Tommy?” Purpled had walked up, silently, to Tommy again. “What’s wrong?” Tommy scoffed lightly, carefully rubbing at his eyes. They were burning with the set of tears that were beginning to build.

“They aren’t coming.” They meaning He. He wasn’t coming. Purpled sighed as they crouched down beside Tommy, a hand resting hesitantly on Tommy’s shoulder. “He promised that nothing would stop him from coming tonight…” Tommy uttered quietly, eyes watering and blurring his vision. He hoped he wouldn’t cry, having to redo the make up he was wearing would be a hassle, and he was almost sure that he was about to be called up by Sam to head out onto the stage.

“I’m sorry.” Purpled uttered quietly. Tommy knew that this was probably awkward for Purpled, and Tubbo or Ranboo were much better at handling emotions than they were. “But hey, at least you won’t have to see them tonight? We’re all heading to Ranboo’s after and you know Niki is absolutely going to gush about all our performances.” Maybe. Niki didn’t quite like Tommy most of the time.

“Yeah,” Tommy sighed, letting Purpled pull him up and hand him a bottle of water with his name written on it. “Thanks Purp.” Tommy swallowed slightly as he opened the bottle and took a drink. He could see Sam approaching quickly, a light in his eyes that only dimmed with concern when he saw Tommy and Purpled.

“Everything alright?” Tommy swallowed his water and capped the bottle again as he nodded.

“Yeah, yeah everything’s great big man!” Tommy nodded, shoving as much cheer and excitement into his voice as he could. He no longer felt like crying, and he knew that as soon as he stopped feeling like it, his face hid everything that could have hinted at it.

“Great, awesome, ready to head out on stage then?” Sma asked, though his eyes darted to Purpled as he responded. Tommy knew, realistically, that Purpled’s expression did not tell Sam that everything was fine. Fine by Tommy, he just wasn’t willing to acknowledge it himself. Tommy set his water by his bag, offering a smile at Purpled who offered a tiny one in response, encouragement Tommy knew.

Tommy followed Sam afterwards, spotting that Ranboo had just come off with a look of thrill and anxiety. Tommy offered a bright smile at them, which seemed to ease their anxiety.

“You ready?” Sam asked, patting Tommy’s shoulder. Tommy turned his head and smiled brightly.

“Fuck yeah!”

“And there’s your one swear for the night,” Sam laughed quietly. “Break a leg!” Tommy smiled as he headed out from behind the curtain.

For the briefest second, the lights blinded Tommy, leaving him blinking quickly for a moment before his eyes adjusted and Tommy could see the crowd. For a moment, the quickest and briefest moment, he forgot his lines. And then he remembered them and he smiled as he opened his mouth to speak.

Tommy laughed lightly with Tubbo and Ranboo as Purpled smirked in amusement. Tommy had stumbled only two lines that night, which is what they were laughing over. The easiest lines too, which Tommy was a little embarrassed by, but he’d gotten into his groove afterwards.

Sam said that it was hard to tell that Tommy stumbled at all, just before they left for the night. And now they were piled into Niki’s car, all talking about their favorite parts of the night, and applauding each other on their performances.

“Well, I think tonight was an amazing performance for everyone, how are we celebrating?” Niki asked, Tommy tilted his head in confusion as he glanced towards Purpled and Tubbo, both being in the backseat with him; Ranboo was in the front with Niki.

“Oh, oh, can we go to that one cat cafe in the morning?” Ranboo asked. Niki hummed, eyes darting towards the rearview mirror as if gauging the reactions of the three in the backseat. Tommy noticed that her eyes rested on him the longest, only a few seconds longer, but longer nonetheless.

“If everyone is in agreement, then absolutely.” Niki said after thinking about it for a few moments. Tommy felt a little off kilter. He’d never celebrated a performance before, normally Niki only celebrated with Ranboo; and only after the other three had gone home.

“Oh, a cat cafe sounds like fun!” Tubbo chimed in, bobbing his head to the quiet music that was playing from the radio.

“Cats and food on a saturday… Sounds like a good time.” Purpled added, glancing towards Tommy.

“I like cats,” Tommy nodded, and Ranboo cheered quietly from the front seat. Tommy smiled fondly, letting his head fall against the window and smiling as everyone fell back into talking about their performances. Tommy was content to just listen, his energy disappearing almost as quickly as it had appeared. Besides, he could take a picture and post it online if he really wanted too. Sam had assured him there would be pictures and videos sent to Tommy if he wanted.

Tommy had actually taken him up on the all package offer, normally only accepting pictures of him and his friends. It always made his friends flustered when they saw that he’d been bragging about them and their performances.

A celebration post could also be a quiet jab at his dad if he felt like being petty.

He smiled as Purpled grabbed his hand, a friendly gesture as they talked about their favorite part, which was apparently when they and Tubbo were acting out a fight scene that ended in Purpled’s ‘death’. His second favorite being when Tommy, playing Purpled’s brother, mourned him. That one earned him a playful jab where Tommy knew he was absolutely ticklish.

Tommy was happy and content with his friends all laughing and talking around him.

Tommy smiled as he pet the kitten laying on his chest, he had one hand underneath his head and the other gently petting the purring kitten, who was then joined by a second kitten… and a third… and then a forth… and then there was an adult cat, maybe the momma cat, laying on his lower stomach, and he could see Purpled taking pictures out of the corner of his eye. Which was fair, since Tommy had been taking pictures of his friends all morning.

“You know, you’re a pretty alright kid,” Niki said quietly, Tommy blinked, looking over towards her as she sat nearby. She had two cats curled up together in her lap, and she was gently petting them.

“I try, sometimes.” Tommy responded, shrugging as carefully as he could. A fifth kitten joined the pile, courtesy of Purpled, who was ignoring Niki for the moment. Tommy flinched slightly when a paw smacked him in the face. “Hey, that’s not fair!” Tommy laughed lightly. He got smacked by the kitten two more times, with Purpled taking pictures and Tubbo and Ranboo laughing at him. Even Niki was laughing quietly at him.

“We are all sharing pictures after, right?” Tubbo asked, taking a drink of his hot chocolate he insisted on getting. It was nearly summer, so Tommy couldn’t fathom why someone would want to drink something hot. But Tubbo insisted.

“Definitely, I want-” Ranboo’s eyes lit up. “Niki, could you take a picture of all of us?” Ranboo had been laying on their stomach, with a couple cats lying stretched out over their back. Tommy realized after a moment that they were all group together in a small circle, with Niki just outside of it.

“Oh, I’d be willing to take a picture of you all!” Tommy looked and found that another small group of people had come to also play with the cats. Niki smiled, offering her phone with the camera already up.

“Thank you so much!” Niki smiled sweetly, and the woman happily took a picture of all of them grouped together, with all the cats taking turns either jumping from person to person, or swatting at them, or the cats and kitten just curled up together. Several pictures had to have been taken before the phone was passed back to Niki.

“What are y’all celebrating?” The woman asked.

“The four of them had an amazing performance last night that I felt deserved an equally amazing celebration. They chose that Cat cafe.” Niki offered, and the two women had gotten into a conversation together. Tommy barely heard that the woman’s name was ‘Puffy’, he was more interested in laughing as Purpled had a cat curled up in their hair.

Tommy got his picture, which would absolutely be his new contact photo of Purpled.

“I’m home!” Tommy called out quietly, not wanting to wake Tallulah if she was napping off whatever cold or fever or whatever it was she’d gotten. He smiled as he saw Chayanne come running into the room, the eight year old had a look of excitement on his face.

“Tommy! Tommy! Tommy!” Tommy caught Chayanne in a hug when the younger threw himself at Tommy.

“Hey Chayanne, how was your trip with Uncle Techno?” Tommy asked, releasing his brother and taking his shoes off.

“It was so cool! Did you know that fish can swim up waterfalls? I didn’t! I got to see it too!” Chayanne exclaimed excitedly, Tommy tilted his head as he exaggerated his response slightly.

“Really? Oh tell me all about it!” This was easy, this was normal, this was familiar. That, and he was genuinely excited for his brother, getting to explore with their uncle. He remembered the trips he’d gotten to take with Techno, typically it was to colder places, but that was okay. He could handle the cold, and it was some amazing memories for Tommy.

“Okay so-” Tommy followed Chayanne to the living room, where his uncle and his dad were talking quietly. For the briefest moment, Tommy saw the quiet annoyance in Techno’s face that melted away as Chayanne started talking about their trip.

“Tommy?” Tommy looked up from his homework, finding Tallulah leaning against his doorway, eyes downcast as she shivered.

“Hey, ‘lullah, you okay?” Tommy asked, pushing from his desk and staring worriedly at Tallulah. Tallulah was five years old, and really small for her age. She got sick easily, which is why he usually understood when his dad couldn’t make it to Tommy’s performances or recitals. He too, would have skipped his own performance if it meant taking care of Tallulah.

“Can… Can I lay in here?” Tallulah asked, rubbing her eyes slightly as she swayed.

“Of course, can I ask why?” Tommy asked in confusion.

“Dad’s fussing over me again… and Uncle Techno and papa are fighting.” Concern flashed through Tommy, though he moved and picked Tallulah up when she lifted her arms. Now that he was closer to the door, he could hear words being exchanged between his dad and uncle.

“Let’s get you laid down, it’s quieter in here, huh?” Tommy asked, and Tallulah nodded. Her room was much closer to where the two adults were arguing, he could understand her wanting to be somewhere quieter.

Tommy moved towards his bed, pulling back the blanket and laying Tallulah down, smiling as she grabbed his stuffed moth with a smile on her face. He tucked her in and kissed her forehead.

“Get some sleep.”

“Thank you, Tommy.” Tallulah smiled, Tommy ruffled her hair and moved back towards his desk. He smiled softly when Chayanne slipped into the room, tears in his eyes. He motioned towards his bed, and Chayanne carefully joined Tallulah, who only turned to hide against Chayanne.

“Tommy!” Tommy looked up quickly, noting that his dad’s voice was much closer than before. He sighed, staring at his unfinished essay, and decided he would finish it tomorrow. He glanced and found both kids staring worriedly at the door.

“Lay down.” Tommy murmured, both kids nodded as Tommy got up and walked towards his door. Slipping out of his room, he shut his door and walked down the hallway.

“Tommy!” His dad called again, and there was a hint of anger in his voice. Maybe also despair? Tommy didn’t know, his dad’s emotions confused him on a good day, nevermind a bad one.

“Yeah?” Tommy jogged down the stairs and found that his dad and Techno were in the kitchen.

“Tell your uncle that he is overreacting.” His dad sounded stressed. Tommy’s eyes widened, he hadn’t been dragged into a fight since he was eight years old. That was well before they even had Tallulah, and soon after they’d gotten Chayanne.

“What? I don’t even know what’s going on.” Tommy responded, annoyance on his face. He knew it slipped into his voice. Techno���s face softened, momentarily, before he was arguing with Tommy’s dad.

“I told you, you shouldn’t be bringing him into our disagreements, Phil.” Techno hissed. It was unnerving to hear his normally stoic uncle sound, in other words, pissed. “Tommy, did you know that I offered to watch Tallulah so he could see your performance?” Techno turned towards Tommy.

For the briefest second, Tommy felt his heart drop. His dad, his father, had decided to break his promise to Tommy.

“What?” He could hear the heartbreak in his voice.

“Tallulah got sick, Tommy knows this!” His father exclaimed, sounding annoyed. “I needed to take care of my daughter.”

“And I offered to watch her for the two and a half hours you’d be gone, Phil.” Techno shouted, Tommy flinched back. It was silent for several minutes after that. Tommy had been staring at the ground, before looking up to see horror on Techno’s face, and shock on his father’s.

“You said you would be there.” Tommy’s voice sounded… weak. It wavered as he looked at his father. “You said that you would be there. No matter what, you promised.” Tommy’s voice cracked part way through his statement.

“Tallula-”

“No.” Tommy shook his head. “You told me that Tallulah got sick, yes that was fine. What’s not fine is telling me that Uncle Techno didn’t want to take care of her so you could come watch my last performance of the year.” Tommy shouted, surprising himself as much as he surprised his uncle and his father. He swallowed as he looked away.

“Tommy-”

“I’m going to my room. By the way, you woke up Tallulah, both of them are in my room to lay down.” Tommy walked away. He ignored his father and uncle calling out after him. He ignored the shouting that started after he’d run up the stairs.

He made his way back to his room and found Tallulah standing at the door, crying. He noticed that she’d gotten sick in his bed, and sighed. He offered her a comforting smile.

“Hey, what are you crying for?”

“I made a mess…”

“That’s okay, messes can be cleaned up.” Tommy assured her, picking her up and noticing that Chayanne had tried to start cleaning it himself. “Chayanne, I can do that,” Tommy assured as he sat Tallulah on his desk chair.

“I… don’t feel well…” Chayanne murmured.

“Okay, well, sit by Tallulah for now. Let me clean that up.” Tommy assured him. Chayanne nodded and Tommy set to cleaning everything. He’d only managed to make it to the bathroom for two buckets and come back. Just in time for both kids to throw up in them. He rubbed their backs and held back their hair. Both would need baths, but that was something Tommy could do in a little bit.

He had to make sure nothing stained first.

“I’m sorry,” Tallulah cried slightly, after heaving in a large breath of air.

“No, no, don’t be sorry little butterfly.” Tommy assured, “you either, little lion.” Tommy laughed lightly as Chayanne stuck his tongue out at Tommy. He was clutching the bucket tightly though. He let Chayanne choose some music to put on to distract them, even ignoring that they put on a youtube video as he set to cleaning.

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Summer Nights by oceantides

Oneshot | G | 1,058

Slow Dancing | Campfires | Breakfast Club (Pancake Moms)

the girls drag jaiden out for a fun night!

[genevawrenn]

You Won't Be Forgotten (Not Again)

✨#mcytficfight, Team Phantom👻 ✨For @callisto-fallen ✨Eret & Techno, Eret & Niki, Eret & Phil ✨13.4k W.C. ✨Eret-centric ✨Pirates & Sirens & SBI goodness ✨Forgotten by NateWantsToBattle

“if you find bones in the forest, sit a bit and listen. they are old and have some good stories to tell. maybe they’ll teach you a spell or two, or explain where the water on our planet came from.

if you find bones by the ocean, run. don’t look back. run, faster, faster. the sea may love you but there are nights where she knows neither mercy nor science, and the bones warn you only once.”

~~~

Nightshade spent her whole life jumping from crew to crew, following the only magical item that might answer her lifelong questions about the missing part of herself. During her quest she ends up captured by the Shadows of the Abandoned crew who accepts her without condition and she learns to love herself despite the hand life dealt her and unlocks her true heart.

[lanaactuallyabanana]

Hey, Darling! Currently this account is under full management by me for a bit! This is Jackie! I was wondering though if I could ask for a MCYT match up? (Excluding Wilbur Soot after all the drama that erupted this year) ((Also, warning for some stuff that isn't accurate, but it'll help stuff flow easier, that stuff with have two ** at the beginning of said sentence and end with a single parenthesis)) Not quite sure on how much info I'll need, but I'll put as much I feel comfortable with! Okay, so to start with my looks, I'm about 5'4, with brunette hair. My hair has slight curls, but only on the ends of my hair. I have curtain bangs of which I frequently style. I have clear, square framed glasses, light skin, and freckles mostly on my nose and the apples of my cheeks. Moving on from looks (style will have more description later) some of my hobbies! I really enjoy archery, pottery, and Greek mythology. I love, love, love to read. One of my favorite authors is Rick Riordan. I have every single one of his books. Like literally, I will walk into a book store for one book and come out with 15+. So obsessed with reading. **I make storytime tiktoks, and have a decent following. Same with twitch). I own a pottery wheel, and I make a lot of clay pots for fun, I never actually fire them in a kiln. I have a little section behind my house for arrow shooting and archery.

My love language is very clingy and anxious. I send long paragraphs, I double text, and if I don't get a response in 48 hours without warning I will spam in a sense of care. I really like stealing hoodies, sending mirror pictures, and cuddling. I overall though, around people I'm comfortable with, very happy and uplifting and usually less anxious, except with lovers, then it goes back to panic. I love calling and texting, sending lovey dovey spotify playlists, and sharing pin/tiktoks/youtube shorts to my partner and stuff of the similar.

My style is decent. Not amazing, but it works.

This sums it up pretty well. The outfit that fits what I wear majority of the time is 2, 1 is more of so parties or hangouts, and then the 3rd outfit is for events like a dinner or something of the sort.

Overall, I am a very energetic type person. I'm very uplifting, sassy, caring, and just excited to meet new people. I could enter an event with an old and relatively empty phone and leave with 10 new contacts to chat with. I can be oblivious to things like flirting, but I am very academically smart.

I'm not sure how much you can use with this, but I tried <3

Take your time getting to it!!!! (If there is anything you feel uncomfortable responding to in the matchup, please just ignore it and proceed with writing what you feel comfortable with)

-Jackieeee <33333333

yayayayay!!! i missed doing these matchups + i love getting requests from you guys!! <3

, streamer matchups !

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you have been matched with ... niki!

niki loves to play with your hair

she thinks its so unique + pretty, especially your curls on the ends

she loves to also style your hair if you like that or if you're too tired to do it yourself

matching hairstyles !!! niki would be super good at doing hair

she also loves your glasses, she'll steal them as a joke and take funny pictures with them hehehe

she loves your hobbies and thinks theyre very cool!!

POTTERY HEADCANONS WITH HER ARE GIVING ME BRAINROT RAHHHHHH /pos

she loves watching you make pottery and tries to pick up some tricks and tips she's learned from watching you

matching pottery items !!!

your pottery is all over her place like a little art gallery <3

she also loves your passion for reading!! she thinks its very cool

constantly will buy books for you

"i found these books at the store and thought you would like them !!"

she def has a little place in her house like a lil library for you with new books every time you come over + extra copies of your favorite books

she was def your first follower on your accounts on social media aswell

your biggest supporter 100%!!!

probably has donated $100 a few times on twitch ....

you've caught her watching your videos on repeat on her phone just to hear your voice (RAHHHHHHHHHH <3)

she loves how youre so thoughtful even over the smallest things and she thinks its a really good trait

she also loves how you have so much attention to detail, again,with the smallest things

she also leaves some of her hoodies + sweaters for you to steal on your bed,

she sends you pictures of outfits when shes away all thetime!! she loves getting your honest opinion cause itmeans smsmsm to her

she also loves to call whilesleeping, she finds it very peaceful

SHE LOVES YOUR STYLE. (and so do i, omg its so cute)

sheloves buying you clothes out of nowhere

you guys going shopping together and playing dress up withfun clothesomggg

she posts your outfits on her socials and shows you off

she compliments you ALLL THE TIMMMEEEE

to the point where it flusters you a lil too much (but she finds it funny)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

omgggg!!! i loved writing this eeeeekkkkk

your asks and rquests are the BESTTT

requests are open for anyone and i hoped you guys enjoy :)

@catswithroses

[lqvenikki]

adopting cats w/ nikki hcs

a/n : this is my first ‘fic’ on this acc and i know its short but ive been planning an au fanfic for nikki ;).

niki/nihachu x genderneutral!reader (works as both platonic and romantic)

warnings : none.

type : headcannons, fluff.

words : 365

after moving in you and niki felt that there was something missing from your house and that something was a cat

nikki was over the moon when you finally agreed to let her adopt one after weeks of her nagging you about it

when you drove her to the pet adoption centre she sang louder to the music from her playlist and peered out the window to see if you were there yet, all with a gleeful smile on her face

when you finally parked and stepped out of the car, niki grabbed your wrist and ran to the centre

she smiled at the receptionist as they directed you to where the cats were

when she first saw the cats on the carpet she looked like she was about to cry 

she slowly crept over to them as not to scare them and outstretched her hand to a small ginger kitten which cradled its head into her hand happily

as you watched on as niki played with a cat toy, you felt a something nudge against your ankle

looking down you saw a cat with a sleek black coat rubbing its head against your leg which niki laughed

‘i think its likes you’ niki laughed as you shook your head 

you reached down your hand scratched its head and smiled as it licked your hand

‘see your warming up to him, hold him in your arms i wanna take a picture’

niki smiled at the photo saying she would have to print it out

you handed the cat to niki who placed it one her lap stroking its fur

‘so which one do you want to take home?’

‘could we get them both’ niki looked up at you pleading

you thought for a moment and gestured for her to go over to the counter

as you talked to the cashier niki gathered all the extra things the cats would need

its was a large sum of money but it was worth it to see niki this happy

[mooni]

How To (Maybe) Earn Forgiveness

Method what was it now 7 - peace offering.

Fundy had spent the past day or so working on a pie.

Knowledge from Niki, given freely however many moons ago. Ingredients from a variety of places, some acquired through more lawful means than others. Motivation from desperation.

Roll. Back and forth, up and down, side to side, repeat. He was already getting nervous. For all he knew, the avian didn't even like pie. Or sweets. Or berries. Or maybe he was allergic or some shit.

Press. He remembered the first time he'd done this. "Careful," Niki had warned, soft tone he'd never hear nowadays filling his ears. "You have to be gentle." Steady hand on his shoulder, voice calm and affectionate and not yet filled with familiar bitterness, because such harshness was foreign to Niki. "You can take your time." Was he rushing? Was this too much? Too little?

Pour. Make the filling. Once done, pour it in. Cut off what you can, use the remaining dough, make some strips, try and desperately cover over the innards with fancy designs. Had he covered it up too well?

Bake. Waiting. A lot of waiting. Had he waited too long? Not long enough?

Remove. Inspect the final product. Bubbly. Suitable color. But that didn't mean it was perfect. Only good enough. Would good enough be good enough?

Phil would be the judge of that, he supposed.

(It he wasn't good enough.)

(Try again.)