#okay well he DOES but he didn't know it would AFFECT HIM THAT WAY PLEASE

[willowser]

ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴏɴ ᴀʟʟ ғᴏᴜʀs. werewolf kiri au.

you wake up under a mountain of furs.

light comes flickering from the hearth and, warm and welcoming as it is—you've no idea where you are.

you don't recognize the inside of the cabin; it's certainly not yours, nor is its layout that of any you’ve seen in the village. it's rather plain, with a singular window and table and chair and small fireplace, empty enough that you wonder how anyone could live comfortably with so little.

outside, the winter storm rages on, and there's a howl that cuts through the air that strikes bone-deep.

all at once your memories come back to you: dragged through town with bound hands and ankles, in only a thin night dress, screaming with all your might as the physician that delivered you into this world tied you to an old pine, along with the priest and the man that sold you blueberries in the spring.

people you knew and loved. had trusted.

the memories become hazy after a while, darkening with the night that crept in. you remember your body losing its feeling, but not its fear. you remember the violence of the storm, breaking trees and branches and uprooting the forest floor. you remember the horrible and hulking shape of something rising in the moonlight.

the door shoves open then, with enough force to send you scurrying back into the corner of the room. the blizzard tries to rush inside, but a man stands in its way, leaning back against the wood to keep the wind and snow out where it belongs. he's—big, as tall as the frame and just as wide, with thick hair that he's tied back, messy and low.

he's rosy in his cheeks and on the tip of his nose, as bright as the eyes that snap to you the moment you dare to breathe.

he doesn't say anything, at first. the bag of firewood he sets at his feet settles as he turns to you in interest, eyebrows raised. the clothes he's wearing look—old and worn, certainly not suitable for the storm roaring outside, with the holes and tears in the fabric. the boots he has on, however, seem heavy, have his steps echoing when he moves further into the room.

you pull your knees up to your chest and try to shrink away; beneath your thin dress, your skin has pebbled up, reminding you of just how vulnerable you still are.

your fear translates; the man stops on the other side of the little table, breathing in deeply before raising his hands up in what reads as surrender.

"hello," he finally says, and when you don't respond, he places a thick hand to his dark-haired chest and introduces himself as, "eijirou."

he nods emphatically and then repeats himself, as if to reinforce the name. you only grant him a small nod in return—and he smiles. it's wide, stretching across his face, and friendly, authentic enough that you question whether you're as damned as you thought, or perhaps saved.

how did you even get here? the question finally thaws out from the recesses of your brain and you take another look around the room as if the answer lies between the wood or nestled into the furs. this place looks too hand-crafted, you realize, all of it—and the man before you looks like he could move mountains, if he wanted to.

the chains that had bound you were iron-strong and didn't once budge in all your thrashing, before things went dark—but now you are inside by a well-maintained fire, warm and free, and all that remains of your ill fate are the indentions worn into your wrists.

he's still staring at you, the man. eijirou. he's not moved any closer, either, and when you meet his curious gaze, his lips twist and his eyes narrow. a thoughtful noise comes out of his mouth, like he's thinking of what to say or how to say it, and you're reminded that you don't recognize where you are, nor do you recognize him in the slightest.

big as he is, you don't think he could have carried you too far in a snowstorm such as the one still raging outside; are you still somewhere deep in the forest? in a cabin at the heart of the wood? saved by a man that somehow survives with so little out in the middle of nowhere?

"eijirou," you test the name on your lips and he perks up at the sound, attention snapping back to you instantly. you don't know if it's winter seeping through the floor, or if it's in the way that he watches you, that makes you shiver.

finally, he asks, "cold?" and when you nod, he slowly makes his way over to you, carefully, as if approaching a deer ready to run.

—and then he sheds his shirt with a quick shrug and holds it out to you.

you should want to look away, for decency sake, but you're—stunned by it, by him. there's a litany of scars that paint him in odd and worrisome places, but he stands tall and strong before you, unbothered by his own state. unbothered by the eyes that run over the expanse of his bare shoulders, the dark, thick trail of hair running down from his belly button, the ripples of muscle his loose shirt did well to hide.

you take it from him carefully and it's so warm, almost hot, that you press it to your face immediately to chase away the chatter of your jaw. the material itself, however ragged, is big enough to drape over your curled form like a blanket, and so you do just that. it carries the earthy smell of the woods, deeply woven into the fabric; pine and musk and something smoky.

with your cheek still pressed to his shirt, you look up to thank him, at last, but the words still in your throat at the minute changes of his face: still smiling, though sharper now, somehow, and his eyes are still wide with that keen, rapt interest—but the crimson to them has set like the sun and they've grown just as dark as the night outside.

[proactivetypaperson]

stepbro rafe hcs!

Warnings: stepcest, dub-con, reader’s lowkey a bimbo, light smut, pervy behavior, DARK CONTENT, jealousy.

a/n: this is my first post so please be nice and as always mdni!

stepbrother! rafe who was always a little too touchy with you, holding your hips to move you out of his way, caressing your head when you did something right, placing his hand on your thigh as you sat next to him at family dinner, making you his personal eye candy at parties, making his friends envious, and making their shorts tighten at your cleavage as they watched you lean down and pick something up for Rafe.

You dismissed it as casual affection because you were just relieved that your intimidating big evil stepbrother liked you.

;;

A shiver ran through you as you felt Rafe’s fingers graze your spine as he pulls down the zipper, and you see him lick his lips at the sight of your boobs spilling out of your push-up bra.

You gasp when he unhooks it in one swift motion making it pool at your feet, and you bite your lip as his finger reaches out to brush over your hardened nipple.

stepbro! Rafe always carries drags you back to his room when you've had a little too much to drink, stripping you and changing your clothes so you can wear his, so you know better than to protest as his gaze hungrily travels down your half-naked body, swallowing roughly when your palms reach up to squeeze your boobs as a protection against the cold air and cock twitching when you look up at him through your lashes and whine for him to give you his shirt already.

;;

stepbro! rafe wrapped your lace panties around his hardening cock, getting off to your pictures, in his defense, you did ask him to take a good picture of you and perhaps he took a few extra for himself. You didn't mind because you were wearing the miniskirt he bought you as an act of reconciliation after he beat up that touron for talking to you, so it's not entirely his fault that he took a few in different angles. That's what a nice stepbrother does, right?

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stepbro! rafe who takes you shopping on the mainland where he buys you the skimpiest little skirts he can think of, skirts that he knows will undoubtedly hike up when you bend over, as well as some lace lingerie sets that would flash through your see-through shirts.

He usually follows you into the dressing room as you change, observing you with a hungry glare. He means well, of course; after all, who else is going to assist you in undressing?

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drunk or coked out stepbro! Rafe who slips into your room at night under the guise of just checking in on his stepsister, and before you know it he’s grinding against you,and being the good and obedient, step sister that you are, you grind back into him knowing that he just needs to relieve some tension. However, you squeeze your thighs together in an effort to stop him when he inserts his hand between them,

“Rafe …. but mom and dad?”

Sighing, he moves in closer and says, "Look, I just need you right now, okay?" and with that, he grabs your hand and presses it against his bulge. “This is what you do to me” he groans. You relent some not wanting to upset him he’s your favorite person after all and you just want to help him, it's what good stepsisters do right? And you let his hand make its way into your shorts, calloused fingers teasing your clit, “fuck so wet for me angel” he mumbles kissing you on the sweet spot right under your ear, and when you hear his belt unbuckle and hand snake his way around your throat you know you're in for a long night.

[musings-ofthe-unamused]

CoD Headcanons: Back From a Mission Gone Wrong

A/N: Hello friends! So sorry for not posting in a while. Will try to post some hcs and fics more often!

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Ghost:

He's so pissed

At first, he doesn't say a thing 

But finally he explodes

Yelling, getting up close

He won't back down until he's got it all out

And once he does, he just walks away to cool down

"You're fucking insane! You're a trained soldier, not some war hero in a movie!" 

"LT, it was just-"

His voice raised even higher until he was shouting. "No excuses! It was fucking reckless and you know it!"

"What, and you don't get to-"

"Shut the fuck up! This isn't a fucking game! I'm so sick of you trying to pull these stunts. You wanna be punished for insubordination? This is the third fucking time you haven't listened to me! And I'm so fucking sick of it!"

You felt your face growing hot. Everyone stared at the two of you as Ghost continued to yell at you. It felt so unfair. You were just doing what you thought was right. But now he was acting like you have never done a single thing right. With a thick swallow, you lowered your head. You couldn't say a thing. He eventually stopped. And once he did, he walked away, leaving you to face the stares of everyone else.

Soap:

Absolutely in shambles

He was so scared that you were gonna die 

He's dealt with this before, but not in a way like this

Soap has never been so terrified

So as soon as he sees you, he clings onto you

Soap's arms were wrapped securely around you. Normally, you wouldn't mind the affection. But now that your arm was in a sling and you were trying to eat lunch, this was more of a nuisance. You groaned, trying to shake off your clingy boyfriend. He didn't budge. It's been only one day since you came back, but he's acting like you'd disappear in a puff of smoke.

"Soap, I need to eat."

He shook his head. "Five more minutes."

"Are you not embarrassed? We're literally in the cafeteria and everyone is staring." You tried pushing him off once again. No luck. 

"I don't care. I almost lost you, so I'm never letting you go again."

Gaz:

He tries to make it seem like he was calm

He knows your strengths and how you manage to pull through

But Gaz can't help but let out a sigh of relief when he sees you in the infirmary

Gaz would sit down next to you and flash you a smile

Crack a joke about how you're immortal

"Well, well, well. You made it back. How unlucky." Gaz sat next to you on the cot. 

You snorted and rolled your eyes. "Wow. I love your concern for me."

"I can't be concerned." He reached out, grabbing your hand. "I know you'll always come back to me."

"Of course I will."

Price:

A mix of anger and concern

The type to be super silent 

That's when you know you've fucked up

Lecture in his office

Will hug you after

The office was silent except for the ticking of his clock. You watched as Price sat back in his seat, smoking a cigar. Your uninjured hand tapped nervously against your thigh. He had just spent the past twenty minutes lecturing you on being more careful and vigilant on missions. But now was the scary part. The silence.

"Captain, I'm really sorry." You finally managed to speak. "I thought I was in the clear. They just came out of nowhere, and I-"

Your words were interrupted as he suddenly got up from his desk. He stalked over to you and leaned down. He hugged you tightly. Cigar smoke curled around the both of you like a second embrace. Your body relaxed.

"Captain…"

"Don't ever do that again."

"Yes, sir."

Alejandro:

He's there when you arrive on base

Immediately looks you over to make sure you're okay

Will mutter under his breath at how reckless you are

But praises you for getting out of there alive

Alejandro was staring at you with his arms crossed as you limped off the aircraft. You could already see the gears turning in his mind, deciding if he should scold you or immediately send you to the infirmary. When you finally stood in front of him, he lifted your chin with his fingers.

"Look at you. How reckless." He mumbled under his breath. His eyes traveled over your face.

"Sorry."

"I know. But you did good, getting out of there alive. I'm proud of you."

König:

The type of anxious guy that has to be doing something

He knows your hurt when you come back, but he isn't there to see you

Instead, he's in the gym, working out

You actually have to find him 

When he sees you, he just kinda breaks down a bit

König wasn't waiting for you when you got back from the mission. You wanted nothing more than to collapse in his arms and complain about how everything went wrong. And yet, he was nowhere to be found. You searched practically the whole base before finding him in the gym, lifting weights.

"I'm back." You said, walking closer to him.

His back was facing you. "I know."

"Can you look at me?"

He turned around. You could just see his shoulders deflate as he looked at your injured body. You sighed and walked up to him. He buried you in a tight hug, his cheek resting on your head. He squeezed you as tightly as possibly. You felt almost bad for messing up on the mission and worrying him.

Keegan:

Calls you idiotic, but brave

Has a bright smile on his face

Can't believe you got out of there alive

Tells you to not do that shit again

Keegan's hands slowly ran down your arms as he looked over you. His eyes were shining with pride. You had just come stumbling out of the Humvee, dizzy and disoriented. After throwing off your helmet, you stare up at Keegan.

"I didn't die!"

"No, you didn't. You're so stupid."

"But brave, right?"

"Right."

Graves:

Will make fun of you

Never thought you would fuck up a mission that badly

Will be incredibly annoying about it

Doesn't even offer to help you?!

Bitch

Graves couldn't stop laughing. He was doubled over, his hand clutching his stomach. You stood in front of him, battered and bruised. A glare was on your face as you waited for him to finish. Of course he wasn't concerned. He was an asshole, why would he be?

"I can't believe you fucked up so badly!"

"Graves…"

"You crashed into a ditch!"

"Graves, I am bleeding profusely! Shut up and help me!"

[onewingeddove444]

★How the bachelors would react if they accidentally made you cry

word count: 1.1k

Alex:

-would probably not even notice you're crying at first

-his expression would change so quickly

-😀😦

-kind of knew he had it coming though, since a lot of the stuff that flies out of his mouth is....well😇

-would IMMEDIATELY start taking the blame, saying things like "nahhh i didn't actually mean that i lied haha no idea why i said that i'm so stupid" ((starts blaming it on his hormones being affected by working out or something😭😭))

-hesitates at first, but pulls you into the tightest embrace you've ever felt ngl probably hurts a little lol

-his way of apologising to you is saying "you can punch me as hard as you want, i deserve it!!!!"

-starts treating you like royalty for another month, to the point where it becomes annoying

-every time you bring it up, even as a joke, he basically drops to his knees and starts apologising all over again

Elliott:

-if you thought this man was already dramatic as it is....lord🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

-would try to be cool about it, while in his head he's already pressing a dagger to his neck, saying that he has now betrayed his heart and doesn't want to go on any longer

-the moment he sees tears flowing down your face, the only word able to come out of his mouth is a soft "no, no, no..."

-he'd probably start crying with you😭😭😭

-starts whispering the most loving and kind things about yourself into your ear

-literally compares you to the most breathtaking images you could ever envision

-alternative scenario, where he just drops to the floor and starts begging for your forgiveness, even though what he said wasn't really that bad

-after that, he checks up on you every 5 minutes, to make sure you're not upset with him

-would swear on his life and soul to never hurt you again ((mind you it was never that serious😭))

-writes you so many short poems...atp they just become a whole book

Harvey:

-man....😭

-probably hurts him more than it does you lmao

-you crying would be too much for him already...but crying because of him?? ouuu

-is ready to completely retract what he said, even if he's absolutely right, that just doesn't matter to him anymore

-he just stands there for a good amount of time, since he really doesn't know how to deal with these kinds of emotions

-this might just be the first time this man has made someone cry because...let's be fr☠️

-would do that thing where he cups your cheeks and wipes your tears with his thumbs ((after that he's kinda clueless though😭))

-this literally being his worst nightmare...in his eyes hurting you is the equivalent of failing as a partner...and he's not really allowed to fail too often🙁

-would wait 30 years until you're not upset with him ((it takes you exactly 1 minute btw)), and after that it's flowers delivered to your doorstep every day of the week

-even if it were to be a one-time occurrence, he would NEVER EVER forget it, and he would always justify spoiling you with it ((using the 4 cents he makes from the clinic👎))

Sam:

-he is not that smart when it comes to verbalising thoughts please forgive him

-says things like "aw man you're crying😔😔😔😭😭“

-if he's holding a drink or eating something, he offers it to you, even if there's a single bite/sip left of it

-refuses to smile until he's 100% sure you've forgiven him, otherwise he just looks like this: :--(

-low-key fighting for his life not to pull out his phone and google "how to comfort crying person wikihow"

-once you tell him that it's okay between you two bro gets jolly, running around in circles, giggling, twirling his hair and laying down kicking his feet up

-the thing he did that upset you could've been minor, but that still doesn't stop him from saying "man...😔🤦 i'm so glad this chapter is behind us now.." like okay???😭😭😭 ((bonus points if he describes this as a "rough patch" in your relationship))

-tries making something for you after, fails miserably, resorts to showing you cool skateboard tricks he learned off of youtube

-learns his lesson and actually thinks more before he says something ((to the best of his ability))

-promises to write a song about your love and go platinum ((shows it to sebastian and gets banned from writing lyrics for the band forever))

Sebastian:

-freezes immediately

-literally unable to get a single word out, what is he supposed to do in his situation😭

-manages to whisper "i didn't mean..." and proceeds to go quiet after that

-he's been living a sheltered life for a very long time, so he's really scared that whatever he says it will only hurt you even more

-you can definitely see his expression change...not only does it soften but he looks UPSET upset, mostly with himself

-pulls you into a hug, hoping that it'll help a little bit ((it does, bro seems like a good hugger))

-asks you if there's anything he can do to cheer you up, and let me tell you he'd really do anything

-does not let you go for the rest of the day, having his arm wrapped around you, holding your hand, even if it's just the pinky fingers touching

-you have to keep reassuring him that it's okay now, he literally hits you with the "are you sure you're not mad at me?" every 3 seconds just to make sure you guys are good🙏

-lets you touch whatever you want in his room, i'm talking elementary school pictures, old sketchbooks, it's all yours, no matter how humiliating

Shane:

-um...uh😭🙅‍♀️

-yeah he is PISSED he's made you cry, he might've been mean when he first saw you, but now??? that is just not allowed in his mind idc

-jumps to self-deprecation immediately, talking about how he's an asshole, how he always fucks things up (🙁)

-just takes the whole blame on himself, no problem with that

-kind of saw this happening in the nearest future, that man does not have a very good opinion of himself let's be honest😭

-you could tell him you forgive him and he'd be like "nah don't do that wtf i don't deserve it😔"

-doesn't try comforting you at first, since he just assumes that you might never want to see him again

-but after the dust settles he reassures you that he's going to do everything to make sure this doesn't happen again

-sends you musty frozen pizza in the mail in retaliation (sigh🙁)

-would love to pretend this never happened, but making you cry really took a hit on his self-esteem, however it also made him think about how to be the best partner you can have

[cheapshrimpysheep]

Hiii!! is it okay if I request a comfort(?) scenario/headcanons with Vil, Idia, Malleus and Lilia where a female protagonist feels self-conscious about having stretch marks and/or cellulite, thanks (Sorry if it's not spelled well, English is not my native language)

COMMENTS: So... even though I myself am a woman, I genuinely never saw stretch marks or cellulite as something bad or ugly, and I still don't. So maybe making the characters share the same vision as me would be accurate? The only exception to complete indifference is Vil, but not in the way you might be thinking.

Btw, I didn't see any point in writing this in a context other than an already advanced relationship given the topic. Fortunately, the 4 characters are 18 years or older so it doesn't end up being... you know, too weird.

I explain at the end why I couldn't write anything for Malleus or Lilia. But despite that, I hope you and all like what I managed to write. ❤️

CHARACTERS: Vil Schoenheit / Idia Shroud

TAGS: Fluff; Fem!Reader; Comfort; In a Relationship; Suggestive(?)

WORD COUNT: An average of 580 words per character

CONTEXT: I don't think it would make sense for two people to have this kind of intimate conversation outside of a romantic or even sexual relationship. So in that situation, he and you would be in a relationship.

This was an insecurity of yours from the beginning. After all, your boyfriend was none other than Vil Schoenheit. It would be worrying enough if he were a normal model, but he's not only a super model but one of the biggest in all of Twisted Wonderland.

He had already noticed that since you started dating you seemed more worried and less confident about your appearance and that was when he said to you:

“I am the one who needs to be perfect, not you. If I wanted to date a model I could do it, but my standards in romantic relationships are others. Different from some of my colleagues in this field. I will always help you to further improve your image if you wish and feel comfortable with it. Please don't see this as me wanting you to change your appearance, but as an attempt to make you as beautiful on the outside as you are on the inside.” He pauses for a second. “However, for some reason, there's something that bothers me about the possibility of making you start living the same lifestyle as me.”

But he would only get the answer to why that bothered him later.

“The truth is: you are my escape. I don't feel the pressure to be perfect with you because... you know I'm not and yet you look at me with more admiration than anyone else. You are my escape from the superficial and futile parts of my professional life. When you live in these types of environments, you start to lose track of what really matters and what really does you good. Thinking about you being swallowed up by this... and losing your genuine smile... because of me... I can't allow it! Please know that no opinion about your appearance matters other than your own. And it wasn't just that that made me fall in love.”

This may have made you feel more comfortable and confident about your appearance again, but as the relationship became more serious and you became more intimate, eventually your problem with stretch marks and cellulite began to affect your mood again.

At home, Vil had massage sessions from time to time not only to help him relax but also for other healthy effects it had on his body. He thought that now that he was dating you, maybe it would be interesting for him to buy massage products and for you to start having these sessions with each other.

“You deserve a massage probably even more than I do.” He tells you, referring to the hardships you go through with Grim and the others.

And that's when he realizes from your hesitation that something about your appearance has bothered you again. He asks you to tell him and that you can trust him. After all, if you couldn't, what kind of boyfriend would he be? And you end up talking about your stretch marks and cellulite.

“I see.” He says understandingly. “I've never had them myself, but I've met many women in the beauty industry who talk about it to each other. Not to mention the advertisements for products for it. Do you remember what I told you when we first started dating and you felt less confident about your appearance? I am the one who needs to be perfect, not you. Furthermore, from what I understand, these marks are usually found on areas around the stomach, hips, breasts, and thighs.” He looks at you seductively. “You don't really think I would have any kind of criticism if you gave me the honor of seeing these parts of your body, do you? Why don't you let me give you that massage? I'll show you what I truly find beautiful about you.”

At first you didn't even think about it. It was only when the relationship started to get more serious and you started to sleep together from time to time that you started to worry.

Especially when Idia started having less of a problem walking around you shirtless. And giving hints about how he would like to see you wearing his shirts, without pants.

One day he says he wants to acknowledge the elephant in the room, but instead of asking why you hide your body so much, he asks if you still don't consider him worthy of seeing his girlfriend comfortably sexy.

“You never hid the fact that you like to see me shirtless.” He says while playing some game on the computer. “I also want to see you like that. Not necessarily shirtless, that's another level, but like, you know I don't like to embody the confident handsome guy who likes to walk around with little clothing on." His hair starts to turn hot pink.” But... I like how you look at me when I do. And what you say. Which I never understood ‘cause I don't even have good physics. But you do! You would be that character that every player simps for.” He sinks into his chair. “But I understand, getting that kind of look from me is disgusting...”

You may have your insecurities, but he has them too. And finally you feel the need and the comfort enough to reveal to him that that isn’t the problem, that you would also like him to find you hot as you find him and that the problem is your marks.

“What marks? Like scars? Don't tell me you have cool battle scars, like doesn't that make a person even sexier?”

You say you're not talking about scars, but stretch marks and cellulite.

“... Yah... sorry, I think I rolled a natural 1 in intelligence for this. What was that again?”

You say they are marks, irregularities and dimples in the skin and that he can search them on the internet. He does that.

“It says that these are natural things that don't do any harm. But they can impact self-image.” He researches a little more. “Wait! Are you trying to tell me that you find these strips and irregularities ugly enough to the point that you have to hide them? THIS?” He smiles mockingly “Oh no! How horrible! Your skin looks like... skin! What a tragedy!”

He will be very happy if you can laugh with him.

“As if I would even notice that. It says here that these marks are usually found on areas around the stomach, hips, breasts, and thighs. Do you really think that if I saw these parts of your body it would be little stripes and dimples that would catch my attention?” The pink in his hair becomes more intense. “I may be a shut-in but don't lump me in with those worms who define their standards based on adult videos. I can assure you that's not what you'll have to worry about if you take your clothes off in front of me.”

He finally looks at you with a seductive look and smiles confidently when he sees that you are flustered.

I really really really tried to imagine scenarios with Malleus or Lilia, but I couldn't think of anything very meaningful.

Malleus wouldn't understand the problem even if you tried to explain it to him because... it doesn't make sense to him. They're just marks. He also has marks, like, on his forehead. Is there something wrong with this?

And Lilia would just laugh for you thinking this is a problem and just tell you to forget about it.

They wouldn't understand, because it wouldn't make any difference to them at all. And that's it.

With Vil and Idia I was able to think of something because they are, like, from this generation, and because one is in the beauty industry and the other is, probably, chronically online, they can see where your insecurity comes from. But for someone like Malleus or Lilia, this type of insecurity has no basis whatsoever. I really don't know what to write with them.

Sorry. 🥺

If you dropped in here out of the blue and want to read more from me, you can find it in my pinned post: INDEX

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Halloween prompts year 2 day 14

Tim was the best thing to ever happen to Danny.

He didn't mean that just because how much of a sappy romantic he was to Tim, but because he literally saved him from his own mind.

Danny was never going to leave Amity Park so long as the portal was open.

The portal would always remain open between his parents practically treating it like thier third child and thier ability to simply make another if anything would have happened to that one. Not to mention the super creep named Vlad.

So Danny would have stayed in Amity forever, cleaning up after his parents and being miserable.

Or ya know. Until they managed to kill him.

But then Tim came into his life and fixed everything. He befriended Danny over nightime rooftop rendezvous and groaning at his dumb (read awesome) puns.

As they got closer Sam and Tucker seemed to get both anxious and angry. Were they jealous? What right did they have after the Gregor incident?! Its true that they'd both been to busy to hand out with Danny for the past few weeks, leaving Danny with only Tim to turn to for company.

Tim pointed out that they may feel threatened knowing someone else knows his secret and Danny couldn't help but agree.

Tim pointed out that Danny was going to be stuck here cleaning up after his parent the rest of his life if he didn't find a way to stop the portal. Danny had nearly broke down at that and admitted he didn't know what else to do, so Tim devised a plan with that big beautiful brain of his.

They created a machine that ran on ectoplasm and magic that could wipe information from both technology and the human brain. They could remove all traces of ghosts ever existing in this town and erase 20 years of knowledge and research from Vlad and the Fentons minds, but it would come at a cost as magic usually does.

They would have to forget Danny existed as well. Tim offered that they could run away together.

Danny decided that was okay. The only person he had left in this town who had cared about him was Jazz and she was better off without him there to get her hurt.

Tim also had a plan to strip Vlad of his powers as well as his knowledge, and Danny was looking forward to not having to deal with him anymore

It was the day after everything went down, Tim was driving the GAV while Danny flew in the Ops Centers Jet form. They had made sure to swipe everything they could from the labs as well as everything the thought they needed to travel to Tims home dimension.

Danny had promised to help Tim uncover the secrets of his past and who he really was and to do that they essentially planned to travel around the Earth being wandering criminals.

Between Tims intellect and Dannys powers they were undefeated and unnoticed. They stole whatever they wanted and did whatever they pleased, making sure no one had to get hurt unless there was no other options.

Of course they stole cash from bank vaults as well as whatever else was in there. They couldn't stop Phantom from entering since anti-meta tech didn't affect him and couldnt track Phantom due to him being whatever he was plus the collar Tim had helped Danny design that covered up his ecto-signature.

They lived like this for over a year, breaking in to abandoned places, having waterfights in large city waterfountains (and running when they heard police sirens), tagging some of the places they'd hit when they wanted to leave a message, long romantic walks at night, lots of laughter, going on dates to restaurants (they never dine & dash. Some places make the wait staff pay which is bull and they might want to return to that establishment at some point), that one time they stole a $900 wedding cake from a homophobic bakery owner, lots of Fake out-Make outs to avoid getting sent to jail, ect.

They were having the time of thier lives up until they stopped in a little 24 hour diner in Bludhaven. They were doing what they usually do, flirting and laughing until the waiter takes thier order, when a guy approached thier table. Tim and Danny exchanged worried looks before the guy held up his hands in mock surrender, "I'm not gonna hurt you, I promise, I'm Dick Grayson." The man held out his hand to Tim, who hesitated before shaking it, "Tim," he answered honestly.

Danny nudged him with his foot under the table.

The man smiled wide, "Like Tim Drake?"

Tim and Danny looked confused, "Like who?" Danny asked and Dicks smile faltered

[umeqii]

-⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀YOU'RE FUCKING CRAZY ⠀⠀⠀. . . ⠀⠀⠀but you're lowkey cool .

fandom ; class of 09

character ; nicole

gender ; female reader (lesbian nicole real)

creator ; umeqii

QUICK A/N - so like idk i'm a nicole kinnie and so like i might (i will) self project but yk ^_^ and uh idk i js wanted to post smth abt co09 bc like all i saw was mf jeffery ones and no one likes jeffery he's a fucking wierdo anyways!!

TW - like it's co09, so mentions of pedophilia, drugs, dark humor, sh, suicide jokes, things like that :P

─── WHAT IT'S LIKE DATING NICOLE !!

okay so it's quite clear that nicole is a sociopath, and she's aware of it and she payed VERY little attention to you at first

i guess you were just like, that one girl who just sits in class n minds her business and overhears alot of weirdass drama like that one blonde bitch kelly being inlove with her cousin or something

but you had a new student, and you gotta admit, she was really pretty ≥∇≤ !!

her personality; not so much (real though)

anyways, you grew up to read people really easily from the way you were raised n shit so when you first spoke to nicole in class, you realised she was faking to smile; or just faking to be nice in general

so you kept that in mind, but didn't say anything because you were loekwy afraid :P

one time, you guys had science together n this kid jeffery kept tryna talk to nicole and it's not like you were mad at her for tryna make new friends, it was jeffery you were mad at

he didn't even acknowledge you one bit ☠️☠️

so you just end up standing next to them saying nothing and looking like a random stranger

when nicole sat in her seat, with jeffery rambling about anime girls or something, you saw how she looked REAALLLYYY pissed so you were gonna sit in your seat (which was opposite hers) and ask her

UNTIL THAT BITCH JEFFERY LIKE SAT IN IT ☠️☠️😭😭

you just ended up staring at him with a slightly open mouth when he ignored your soft askings of "can you please move?"

that's when our favourite toxic lesbian said something!! (i'm delusional)

" oh my FUCKING god, next time i hear anything about your stupidass anime cat girls, i will actually hang myself from this light. like who the fuck even asked?? i know damn fuckin' well i didn't. and get your greasy and filthy ass out of y/n's seat, you bitch. "

😨

that was jeffery's face (and lowkey yours' too)

he got out of your seat and mumbled an apology to you and sat somewhere else leaving you and an annoyed nicole sitting in silence

" oh uh...are you? "

" do you have any meth. "

" ah fuck sorry, i don't do.. uh yeah "

" you look like you do, you seem fucking crazy "

" oh. "

so like after that, and you, being the sapphic you are, ended up falling inlove with nicole !!

she was lowkey a bitch and you won't lie, toxic as fuck but she was your only friend and she stuck up for you so that's good??

she treats everyone with no respect at all, but for you, you can see the SLIGHT change in attitude

like you see her with jeffery, then people like jecka and emily, and you!!

she would always say things about you guys making out or having sex in the bathrooms and you couldn't tell if they were jokes or not

but like i lowkey cba to say how ym got together so all ik is that yu asked her out, she made out with yu and yh

so like now HEADCANONS time

nicole is an insecure girl deep, deep down so that's why she acts the way she does.

but yeah, those insecurities make her REALLY jealous 😭😭

it's sometimes concerning .

like one time you were approached by emily and she was asking you if you wanted some drugs or something, which you declined, and you ended up complimenting her hair and saying how it brings out her eyes and she ended up hugging you

then nicole stormed over and started going fucking crazy mode at emily saying how " don't you have like a 30 year old boyfriend you can give head right now? so fuck off and let me give this bitch head instead, you cokewhore!! "

something along the lines of that

like i guess showing affection makes her pretty vulnerable, so when ym are in public she's a bitch

she's really controlling or whatever the word is (toxic)

"y/n, you know how much of a fucking pathetic loser you are? just think how fucked up you would be without me, then. like no offense babe, but you're really fucking deranged in the head but i guess that's something that makes you hot."

okay that's all i can think of but yeah i also hate parental controls like why are only 5 of my apps unlocked like let me go on discord ://

you guys should add me on discord, my user is umeqii yiu bitches /affectionately /nf

[miniaturesuitgladiator]

Hiiii👋 sorry for taking so long to post I've been really busy with school and sports . So I really haven't had that much time. But since it's fall break I've managed to make this so sorry if it feels rushed. But anyway I just wanted to say thanks for all the likes and new followers I really never thought anyone would like my writing. So thank you guys for all the compliments. Any way this is the next part of the series I've made and I still haven't came up with a name so if you guys do please tell me. Thanks for reading and enjoy!💗

Notes: were gonna act like Jason never died and that it's okay for him to be seen with the batfam. Bruce and Talia are married in this.

Warnings: Yandere themes. ( Their not really yandere yet). Not proofread.

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"Hey honey, you girls sung beautifully today." Lolas mother says giving you a hug. Just like she usually does after each service.

"Thank you miss keene." You reply. You had always liked Lolas mom. She was kind and kind of clumsy. She was never nown to be on time or to be perfect. But somehow she was always happy ,always content. She never gave you a false smile like others did. Her love was genuine. Like her heart.

Just like you and Lola were best friends so are your mother's. You had known Lola all your life. Lola had been their through everything. And you trusted her blindly. Just like she trusted you blindly.

So it was no surprise to anyone what Lola had asked her mother. "Mama, can I stay at y/n house tonight. I know tomorrow's Monday but we promise not to stay up late." Lola says with a slight pout trying to convince her mother.

Just like you are your father's baby. Lola was her mother's baby. Her mother's only baby. Lolas father had left when Lola was three ,and Her mother never looked for another man. Decideding that she was better off just her and Lola.

" Well did your mother say yes ,baby." Lolas mother says looking at you.

"Yep!" You say happily. You knew lolas mother would say yes , she always did. "Well than I suppose it'll be alright." She says. "Thank you ,mama." Lola says giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thank you misses keene." You say coping lolas action. Lolas mother smiles widely at the act of affection.

"Your welcome girls ,but let's not forget we still have to go help set up the food." Lolas mother says.

"Of course mama well meet you in there." Lola says and her mother begins walking off. "Yesssssss! finally we haven't had a sleep over in like three years." Lola says grabbing your arm and slowly walking towards the church kitchen.

You laugh at her childish antics. "It's been 2 weeks Lola." You reply slowly walking towards the kitchen with Lola. "Same thing." Lola says in a 'matter a factly.' tone. Slightly rolling your eyes at Lolas childish ways ,you smile as you see your grandpa slowly approaching you two.

"Hey, papa your service was really good today. One of your best one ever!" You say given your grandpa a hug. Lola quickly follows your actions. "Yep! definitely one of your best ones."

"You girls are too kind. But you know it isn't me who's talking. It's Jesus talking through me!" Your grandpa says passionately. "Yes grandpa but it also take a good man for Jesus to talk through."

Your grandpa offers you a kind smile at your words. "Well thank you girls but by any chance have you seen the Wayne's? I truly hope I didn't scare them off." Your grandpa says looking around worried.

"I'm sure you didn't pastor. They might just be in the bathroom or something." Lola says trying to reassure your grandpa. "I suppose you girls are right but I'll continue to look for them. Please tell me if you see them. I want them to stay to eat with us." Your grandpa says as he walks away looking for the Wayne's.

"Sometimes I think your grandpas just too nice for his own good. I mean did you see the evil looks that they were giving him when he was preaching? For being rich the obvious have no class." Lola says watching your grandpa walk away.

"Yeah I know." You say gentle pulling her arm so she'll begin walking with you towards the kitchen.

"Whatcha need help with mama?" You say with a small smile. You know your mom hates it when you don't speak proper. So that's why you do it so often. You mother obviously heard you because your standing right across from her. She sends you a warning look and then sadly she ignores you and continues settings up the tables.

You sigh knowing that your obviously defeated and that she isn't in a playing mood right now. "OK, ok, mama what do you need help with?" You say hoping you didn't make her upset.

Your mother sighs and looks up at you. "We'll you can help set up the other tables. If you don't mind baby. The forks and plates are in that container." Your mother says pointing at the white container. " I don't mind at all." You say offering your mother a more genuine small. To which she returns. "Thank you baby. " Your mother says. You turn around going to grab the white container. "Y/n." You mother says with cuases you turn back around.

"Have some manners please. We have guest." Your mother says nodding in a direction. You turn your head in the direction that you mother was mentioning and you see them. You see the Wayne's.

You sigh 'why are they staying!!' You say in your head. Looking at them a little longer you see why they stayed. Your grandpa. Unlucky enough your grandpa sat them at the table were your family usually sits. So you'll definitely be sitting by them.

You groan in response to what your mother says and mutter a quite " yes ma'am." As a reply

Turning back around and grabbing the white container. You begin to set up the remaining tables.

Finally finishing setting up the tables you look up and see that the they Wayne's are staring directly at you ,again. You would have thought that you catching them would make them look away ,but it doesn't. You stare back but not with the glare that they give you ,no. Your too kind for that. You simply look at them amused.

Why where they looking at you? They didn't break they eye contact. So you did it was just to embarrassing looking at them for so long! You don't know how they could look at you for so long and not be embarrassed. Maybe it was true what Lola had said. They have no class....

Looking around you saw that the food was set up and they tables. You saw most people were already sat in their usual seats and others still finding their seats. Still looking around you felt a light tap on your arm. Looking down it was riley your little brother.

"Mama said that you need to go say the foods ready." You brother says trying to whisper. Sadly you brother doesn't know how to whisper so your sure most people heard. " ok." You whisper back.

You hated announcing things. And you didn't know why your mother made you do it. We'll you did know why she made you do it. You were her first child so she wanted you to take her place in the church when you got older. But still she knew you hated speaking infront of others ,and yet she always made you do it.

Walking in front of everyone you began feeling nervous. But just like always you were able to compose yourself. You stand infront of everyone with a blinding smile and a cheerful aura. All eyes are on you. Carefully you grab the microphone and turn it on.

Bring the microphone to you mouth you begin to speak. " Hi everyone." You say and everyone slightly giggles at your shyness.

Clearing your throat you start agian. "I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who prepared this food. Some didn't prepare food but they helped set up. And really none of this would be possible if it weren't for them. So let's give them around of applause." You say clapping your hand and soon enough everyone claps with you.

Once the claps come to a stop you say what you had initially came to say. "Also the food is ready so please make you way up in a line so that you can get your food. But hey let's be mindful of our guest and let them go first. That's all thank you." You say setting down the microphone and going to your table.

Making your way to your table Lola stops you. " Hey girl you good? You look like your sweating bullets?" Lola questions but you wave off her concern. "Yeah I'm good. It's just hot in here. I think I need some air." You say walking past her. You leave at out of the church kitchen and begin making your way to the front door. Lolas quick to follow you though. Once outside the big church you feel the cold air hit your skin. 'Maybe it would have been best to bring a jacket' you think to yourself.

Lola being the kind girl she was was right behind you. Watching your every move. "Are you alright." Lola asked with concern. "I'm alright." You say. You sigh in disappointment. This was nothing knew to you or Lola. You both new how much you struggled with talking infront of people. You could act all fine when you began speaking but after you were done. It was like all that anxiety that you kept in you while you spoke hit you loke a tsunami.

"Just breath." Lola says gently rubbing your back. And you know that if anyone else was here you'd probably would begin to cry out of embarrassment. But fortunately for you it was Lola who was here. Lola had seen you at your best and had been there for you at your worst. There was nothing you could keep from Lola and nothing she could keep from you.

You feel better at her comforting words and offer her a small but genuine smile. "Thanks." You say now feeling ten time better. "No problem." She says offering you a kind smile back." I don't know why I get like this. It's really not even that deep. It's just plain dumb I mean it's not like im still a baby. " You say looking down.

Lola sighs at your words she hates when you talk yourself down in any kind of way. "If it makes you feel like this then it's not dumb. It's emotional N/n and you can't control your emotions... like remember the first time we did the talent show together. And how I threw up before we went on."

You scoff at her words "You were seven back then." You say looking at her. "Yeah but I still feel like that sometimes and when I do ,do you ever tell me it's dumb how I feel?" She questions and she does have a point but it was different with her ,atleast in your eyes it was. "No but-" you try to speak but she cuts you off. "No buts emotions are emotions and we can't control that but do you know what we can control?" She asks with her eye brow raised. "What?" you asks

"How much we pig out on misses yeshas ham and turkey." She says lightly nudging you. You laugh at her words knowing how serious she is. You two did love misses yeshas ham and turkey. You take a look around and see all the beautiful white snow on the ground and see the beautiful oak trees around you. And you feel peace agian. Standing there with your best friend who knew you better then anyone was truly a blessing because no one could cheer you up like her , no one...

"Let's go in." You say and at your words she grabs your hand and smiles brightly. "Oh thank goodness any longer and my mom probably would have eaten all the food" Lola jokes but you know her mom does have quite the appetite. But you can't judge because so does your dad.

Walking into the big church the warm air greets you kindly. No longer feeling how you once felt. Another emotion began taking its place,hunger. Walking into the churches dinning room you see that most people already have there plates while others are still waiting to get theirs. No one notices you and Lola walk in and you doubt anyone notices that you two left.

You and Lola walk over to the short line and patiently wait your turn. Looking over at your table you see that your family already has there plates and so do the Wayne's. Your father catches you Looking and nods his head. Silently asking if you were alright. You smile back and nod your head telling him you were alright. You suppose someone did notice you leave.

Once you and Lola had gotten your plates you walk to your table and sit where you usually sit. You sat beside your father and Lola by her mother. Usually you and Lola would be seated right across from eachother but since the Wayne's were here someone else was sat infront of you. And thank goodness it was your favorite wayne. "Wow can you really eat all of that?" Tim questioned pointing at your plate. And quickly Tim catches what he had said. "No not like that it's just that! I um I don't know why I said that I'm not calling you fat or anything. Omg why do I talk like this. " and you aren't sure if Tim's talking to you or himself anymore.

You laugh slightly at how embarrassed he looks "It's alright I know what you mean." You say with a smile and he sighs no longer feeling like he offended you. "Thank God." He says and your face turns into one of concern. He notices the change in your mood. "Did I say something wrong." He questions not knowing what he did. "It's just that we try not to use God's name in vain." You say quietly. "Oh! I'm sorry this is a church I should have known better. I'm sorry." He says looking a little embarrassed.

"It's alright you didn't know." You say and he looks relieved to her you say that. You continue to eat in silence. It's comforting silence unlike before.

You don't want to ask this question but it's making you go crazy not knowing the answer so you decide to ask anyway. "Do you mind me asking you something?" You question hoping he says yes. "Sure." He says looking happy that you broke the silence. " when you introduced yourself you said that your name was Tim drake. So is your last name wayne or drake?" You ask.

He seem to perk up at the question as if he's excited to answer. "I'm adopted. So my lasts name is actually drake because I didn't want to change it." He answered. "Oh!" You say shocked. You suppose that did make the most since. Because he didn't really look like his parents. None of the kids really did except for the youngest one. You wanted to ask if they all were adopted but that would be to straight forward and rude.

Feeling slightly embarrassed you look at your food. Decideding not to look at Tim ,you begin eating again. " Um if you don't mind me asking How old are you?" Tim asks and your glad that he broke the awkward silence. "I'm sixteen." You say with a smile.

He smiles as you speak almost as if he loves hearing you talk. You can't help but feel a little flattered by how he's looking at you but you brush it off as his way of looking at people. "And how old are you?" you ask. Hoping he doesn't mind the question.

" I'm seventeen." He says and you offer a hum as a response. You continue eating in silence looking anywhere but him. 'You just met this man. You can't just fall in love with him.' you say in your head.

Looking at the church's dining room you feel the peaceful atmosphere. The pastel colors of the room and the sound of people talking is kind of peaceful. The smell of food and your father's strong colone is all you can smell. And yet it's peaceful. Maybe the Waynes being here wasn't so bad. Atleast Not with the wayne sitting in front on you. You finish eating and your going to put away your plate when you see your uncle stand up to announce something.

You watch as he stands up and clears his throat. We'll everyone's watching him now. Everyone I just got a message saying that we all need to head home there a blizzard coming and it won't be safe to drive when it hits so we need to go home now. Please throw away your trash and we'll clean up the rest later. You uncle says and gasp are heard all around the room. It truly isn't that surprising though since there usually are blizzards during this tim of the year.

Standing up you grab your playe and through it away. And everyone does the same. Your eyes go to your grandpa because he's usually the one trying to lock everything up right now. But he continues to talk to the Wayne's. You walk up next to him being curious as to what's so important to tall about that he's not help clean up. "It's far to dangerous to go back to gotham right now you can stay with me and my wife." Your grandpa says but bruce is quick to decline but your grandpa is far to persuasive to take no for an answer. "With do respect I wouldn't be able to sleep if I knew you and your family were driving in bad weather. Please stay with me and my wife just until the weather clears up. We have plenty of space."

Bruce doesn't say anything and just considers it. Talia grabs Bruce's arm and nods at him silently telling him to agree. Bruce sighs before he begins speaking. "Just until the weather clears up."

Your grandpas face lights up and he nods his head. "Yes just until the weather clears up. Come on we better get going before the blizzard hits us and we're stuck here." Your grandpa says.

You groan quietly to yourself. 'Why does grandpa have to be like this.' you mutter under your breath so no one can hear you.

If only you didn't live right next to your grandparents then this wouldn't be your problem, but sadly you did live next to your grandparents. So you knew exactly how this would go. This wasn't the first time your grandparents (actually just your grandpa) offered a random family a room to sleep in. So you knew what would happen.

You'd be the one helping them unpack and help them feel completely since you were younger and your grandparents couldn't do much. And since you just lived right beside them it wouldn't bother you to help would it? That's how they saw it atleast and your parents saw it the same way. On the bright side though you'd get some of your grandma's cookies that she made for you to eat eventide you came and helped them.

Looking around almost everything was picked up already and the rest could be left until the storm had passed. Feeling a light tap on the shoulder you turn around to see Lola with a pout clearly on her face. "My mom said I can't spend the night because of the blizzard." Lola says with a pout. "Oh no. Well I guess that does make sense." You say your face mimicking her own. She nods "Yeah I guess." She says shrugging her shoulders.

"Well I gotta go. I'll call ya later ,okay." She says giving you a hug. You hug her back. " okay." You say. You stand there for a moment once she starts walking away "be safe!" You say watching her walk away. "Always am!" She says back still walking away.

Soon enough your in your dad's truck driving to your house. The car ride home is mostly silent other than the small talk your mother and father have... And your little brother ,Riley, seems to have fallen back asleep...

Finally arriving home you see your grandparents pull into their driveway and behind them is the Wayne's..

Groan you get out of your father's truck and you sigh knowing your mother is already looking at you but deciding to test your luck you meet her gaze. " Stop buying time N/n go help your grandparents" with a dramatic sigh you reluctantly walk over to your grandparents house.

Pulling your coat tighter around yourself you walk up to your grandparents and the Wayne's and you don't know if your grandparents are just slow or you walk very fast... but by the time you reach their porch their trying to unlocking the door ...

You smile as you reach the porch and you can tell all eyes are on you. The Wayne's seem curious as to why your here and your grandma just smiles at you.. while your grandpa tries to unlock the old house door.

After a little bit of time and embarrassment your grandpa finally opens the door. Your grandpa smiles as he opens the door and holds it open for everyone to walk through. Stepping into your grandparents old home you feel the warmth the home provides and you sigh in relief.

The Wayne's look around at the big old house .. it was probably different then the houses in gotham you think to yourself. Your grandpa closes the door and with a warm smile he starts speaking.

"We have plenty of rooms for you and your family. So please make yourself at home." Your grandpa says with a smile. You sigh knowing what your grandpa is going to say next.

"Come now why don't we go talk and my granddaughter can show the kids around the house." Your grandpa says to the adults like he always does. So like usual the adults go with your grandparents to drink some tea or coffee. While you show the kids around. 'Just like clock work.' you think to yourself .

The kids (well more like teens and young adults) turn to you and just like your grandpa you show them a warm smile.

Maybe you shouldn't have shown them a warm smile now that you think of it. Because now that's all they long to see. And they'll stop at nothing to have that warm smile directed at them. And only them.

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Taglist: @dhanyasri

[myunghology]

how knights act like with a crush — 1/2 parts!

featuring tsukasa, ritsu, leo x gn reader

warnings swearing 💔

genre + layout fluff/crack, headcanons/bulleted layout

a/n YIPPEE reqs open for knights 😈

s. tsukasa

2nd place for in denial awards, 1st being izumi.. unfortunately! he isn't here.

denies liking you FOR SO LONG it's so sickening, even though it's painfully obvious that he does like you; he just doesn't realize that.

the only reason is because he says a relationship would be too distracting, because obviously, with his idol work and being the next heir of the suou family, he can't a afford a relationship right now. “who says they would even date you?” “RITSU STOP BEING MEAN” “I'M NOT??”

has a habit of buying you food, incase you didn't eat yet. does this LITERALLY everyday, and even if you did eat already, he'd probably just say; “oh.. then you can just eat this later.”

and of course his members would tease him about his ‘not-crush’.. yeahhh totally they believe that (more under the cut!)

“suo~ you to~tally have a crush on [name] don't you?” — leo. “i-i don't! where'd you even get that from..?!” — tsukasa.

has a harder time to suppress his emotions for you if you're clingy. are you wishing for this death at this point? please stop that..

gets so visibly flustered whenever you hug him, saying that quote unquote “it's inappropriate because we're in a workplace” erm okay...... don't act like you don't like it you silly goose (insult)

when you do stop tho he gets upset. “you brought this upon yourself idk why ur so sad dawg” — knights “STOP”

you noticed that, obviously.. so you decided that the best option was to probably..? keep hugging him.

“why do you keep on doing this?” (HE'S WON IN LIFE) “plz stop being delusional..”

probably. asks advice from arashi mainly because she's the only trustable one in knights. (maybe ritsu too but he currently doesn't know where he is right now) if he really does like you. “WELL............... *proceeds to recite a whole paragraph*" — arashi.

“oh.”

AFTER MONTHS. of denying his crush on you. he has decided to finally face his fears and accept it. like the big boy he i-

has been taking care of you more, asking how are you through text, but still with perfect grammar and punctuations. tsukasa do you want to tell [name] anything.

TAKES SOOOOO long to plan on how to confess. bro it probably takes him a month to confess (planning included). that's for another fic tho.

s. ritsu

doesn't like the fact that he likes you because the feeling is annoying. he hates the fact that he wants your attention everyday, every moment. but he can't help that he wants to be loved.. right? (im just like him fr. head in hands)

the way he's looking at you with stars in his eyes whenever he isn't sleeping, his shoulders are slumped while he's sitting down, looking up at you arranging knights' schedule for this week. “fix your posture, ritsu..” “o-oh..”

he feels a weird thing in his stomach whenever you defend him from people belittling him. other students have done this for him before, but why when it's coming from you.. it's different somehow.

but when they shit talk YOU because of him... OHOHOOOO he's gonna start a riot.

“ritsu.. please stop biting people to the point that they'll bleed.” “NO.”

he often finds himself clinging to you and laying on your lap! especially after once he decided that he can't control his feelings, so.. typically he just tries to embrace it.

but in all honesty? ritsu's genuinely afraid that you might think he's too clingy and you would want to distance yourself from him.

he feels a great sense of warmth when you do return his affection back tho (ﾉ´∀｀*) . he feels soooo content with you— he already wants to be with you in the future!

ritsu often hugs you from your back whenever you're doing something, which often makes people ask, “are you two dating..?” to which you deny. ritsu feels sad.. he just doesn't know that you want it to be true as well.

sometimes he's the one who answers tho, and he says, “yes. we are (#‵′)” which IMMEDIATELY flusters you, and ritsu being ritsu, he definitely teases you about it, and once he found that out, he answers for you and teases you about your ‘cute, little flustered face.’

+ one for them filipino ritsuP's (fem, sorry 😭) he'd definitely call you “misis ko”

t. leo

his crush is either painfully obvious or absolutely no one can tell if it's platonic or romantic love; mainly because he says ‘i love you’ and is painfully affectionate and clingy to everyone.

probably leaning to more obvious though. It really depends.

someone could be like “leo, [name] is there oh!”“WHERE?!”

they were just kidding.

...thats what makes having a crush on him so hard. he gives these mixed signals but then you quickly realize he does those to other people as well.

he's definitely one of those people who's awkward with their crush. “thank you for being here to see us practice! and.. for being so beautiful..“ “what?” “BRAVE. thank you for being so BRAVE.”

hugs you randomly?? from the back, side, or front bro and INHALES your scent like it's the last thing he'll be smelling until he loses his sense of smell 💀

pay attention to someone else and he's gonna be wiping his tears with a hamster.

HE GETS SOOOOO JEALOUS to the point that you don't know whether to laugh or be concerned. is it really how a friend should be worrying about you? HMMMM

“im gonna be producing another new unit for awhile—” “NUH UH. NO! YOU'RE ONLY OURS!” “LEO-SAN THEY DON'T BELONG TO US”

writes multiple love songs about you and knights definitely tease him about it. you probably somehow find it while cleaning up his messes...

sounds something a little bit like lovers by anna of the north or either from the start by laufey! or... love like you from steven universe <3

or if it's a sappy song, take romantic homicide or let you break my heart again as a reference.

“but [name] is gonna be busy again today.” “aaaUGGhHHHHHHh 😭😭😭😭💔💔💔”

he cannot physically stay away from you for more than a day. if you go to another country— best believe knights will have a concert there.

©myunghology — skiffydi

[blackmoonowl]

can you do a sfw alphabet for the synth detective please? 😼🙏

SFW Alphabet - Nick Valentine

Fallout 4 x reader

𝐀 = 𝐀��𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧  (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

‪‪❤︎‬ Nick Valentine prefers to keep things classy when it comes to affection. He's not all over you, but he enjoys having at least some form of contact with you. The synth likes showing you off, his beautiful partner.

‪‪❤︎‬ Usually it's a hand on your lower back, holding your hand or linking arms together. Sometimes he'll press his cold synthetic lips against your temple for good measure, if you'll allow it.

𝐁 = 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

‪‪❤︎‬ You're not just his best friend, you're a fellow detective now. He loves having you with him whilst he investigates. The two of you have each others back. It makes the miserable wasteland and circumstances a little better.

‪‪❤︎‬ It likely starts shortly after you saved him from vault 114. He's interested as to why someone would come to save a old robot detective. Nick quickly becomes invested in your story, in who you are. After that it happens quick, you become someone to rely on, someone to help him bring justice to the Commonwealth.

𝐂 = 𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬 (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

‪‪❤︎‬ Not an absolute need for him, if you don't want to cuddle then that's okay for him too. He doesn't really feel anything, but he'd still enjoy cuddling you, purely due to the knowledge you're comfortable and close with him.

‪‪❤︎‬ Valentine prefers laying on his back with you beside hm, your arm across his torso. He can hold you close whilst reading or doing something else whilst you rest.

𝐃 = 𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

‪‪❤︎‬ Nick Valentine would love to settle down with you in Diamond city, as close as a pre war life as he can get. You both have a job and a cozy little home to return to. It's perfect in a way rarely found in the wasteland.

‪‪❤︎‬ He can cook okay. He doesn't eat, so he usually doesn't bother, but you wouldn't die eating his cooking. Decent at cleaning as well, he keeps his space tidy and always organizes his things so he knows where to find them.

𝐄 = 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠  (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

❤︎ Nick would put it bluntly, but wouldn't be rude. He's disappointed things didn't work out, but he'd like to avoid drama as much as possible. Maybe the two of you could still be friends, but this clearly doesn't work.

❤︎ Handles the break up okay. He doesn't like it, he's not happy, but he can live with it. Nick doesn't have any ill will towards you, but he does feel let down. He also prefers some distance for the time being.

𝐅 = 𝐅𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞(𝐞) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

❤︎ Nick would like to have a committed relationship. He's old fashioned like that, marriage is definitely his end goal. After all, the two of you can just have a small ceremony in Diamond city and go home married.

❤︎ Doesn't rush into it, takes his time. It also depends on how quickly you want to get married. He'd like to at least wait a couple months before he pops the question, but he takes your wishes into consideration as well. If it were up to him, he'll get on one knee during your one year anniversary,

𝐆 = 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

❤︎ Physically gentle. Nick really doesn't want to cause you any pain or discomfort, and the last thing he needs is more damage done to his body. He prefers always being gentle when it comes to touch.

❤︎ Emotionally he sometimes likes to mess around a bit with sarcastic comments. He knows your boundaries and won't cross them, but that won't stop a smartass comment slipping out every now and then.

𝐇 = 𝐇𝐮𝐠𝐬 (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

❤︎ Nick Valentine likes hug a decent amount, he's not the worlds biggest fan of them, but in moderation he appreciates them. Once again he doesn't feel anything, but he still enjoys holding you close to him.

❤︎ One of his arms goes around your back, planting the hand on your lower back, the other hand cradles the back of your head as he holds you close to him.

𝐈 = 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (How fast do they say the L-word?)

❤︎ Not immediately. Nick really wants to mean it when he says it. The first time it comes out of him is during a love filled confession, your hand in his. When the time is right and he's certain on how he feels towards you.

❤︎ After that he says it in passing moments. When he kisses your temple before he leaves on a case, when he comes back after solving one. The moment doesn't really matter to him as much as assuring you that you're the one for him.

𝐉 = 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲 (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

❤︎ Nick isn't that jealous. He gets annoyed when people hit on you, but it's not really because he feels threatened. If you love him, you'll shut it down. If you don't, he knows he's not your priority. Last thing he wants is to come off as overbearing.

❤︎ When he does get jealous, he'll step in with a cynical remark to whoever irritated him, linking his arm with yours. Or he'll make sure to subtly emphasize the fact he's your partner.

𝐊 = 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

❤︎ Nick Valentine has a preference to kiss you on the temple or cheek. It's something he does whilst he walks past you, busy with one thing or another.

❤︎ As for where he likes to be kissed, he likes you kissing him on the lips. Soft, quick pecks are a quick way to put a smile on the old synths face,

𝐋 = 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 (How are they around children?)

❤︎ He's fond of children. He can't bring himself to dislike the little rascals. You can easily leave him alone with any kids and he'll take on a responsible role. As long as they're not scared of the way he looks, he can easily keep them in line.

❤︎ The detective is a robot and can't have any kids of his own, but he would be a pretty good stepdad, if not slightly strict. He's someone your kid can rely on no matter what.

𝐌 = 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 (How are mornings spent with them?)

❤︎ Valentine is usually the one waking you up in the morning. Since he doesn't sleep, he's usually the one getting things ready while you sleep in. It's not uncommon for him to have breakfast ready for you when you get up.

❤︎ He usually gives you some time to wake up before he starts talking about any possible work the two of you need to get done today. The synth understands you need more time to be fully there.

𝐍 = 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 (How are nights spent with them?)

❤︎ Nick joins you in your nightly routine despite not needing to. He'll sit with you during dinner, lean on the wall talking to you as you wash yourself and brush your teeth. He likes seeing you do mundane things, it never gets old for him.

❤︎ Usually the two of you spend some time alone, either in your bed or sitting on an old couch. Sometimes it's you playing on your pipboy while he works on his cases, or you simply talk to each other until you drift off.

𝐎 = 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧  (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

❤︎ Nick doesn't open up to you immediately. He doesn't see why he should drop his entire life story on some random vault dweller he's helping. Your plate is full, he doesn't need to add to it with his own problems.

❤︎ But when he sees how willing you are to help him out, he'll ask for your help. He needs peace of mind, he needs Eddie Winters gone before he can move on. The moment you agree to help,

𝐏 = 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 (How easily angered are they?)

❤︎ Nick is decently patient. He doesn't just flip out and let his anger get the best of him. Although he'll let you know when he's upset, he tries to put it calmly the first time around.

❤︎ If he's really pissed, expect far more cynical and sarcastic comments from him. Best to let him cool off and then talk about what happened like adults.

𝐐 = 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐞𝐬 (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

❤︎ Nick is a bit forgetful, but he is pretty perceptive to what you say. I mean he's a detective, so he naturally picks up on the small things. He'll make sure to remember every important thing you tell him.

❤︎ Sometimes he writes it down, his desk has a small stack of notes with your favorite foods, drinks, your favorite spot to go in the Commonwealth and things you said you still needed.

𝐑 = 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

❤︎ Nick could honestly call all your outings his favorites and not be lying. He loves spending time with you no matter the circumstance.

❤︎ But if he really had to pick one, he'll pick a date the two of you went on in Diamond city. It wasn't anything big, you just headed to the Dugout inn so you could get a few drinks and enjoy the atmosphere. Seeing you so relaxed and having fun is his all time favorite.

𝐒 = 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

❤︎ Nick knows you can hold your own, and he's not overbearing by any means. He'd still keep an eye out for your own safety. He'll use his connections to keep an ear out to make sure no one has it out for you, and he's joined you to save your hide a few times.

❤︎ You have pulled some risky stunts to help Nick out. If the synth had the ability to, he would have had a heart attack a long time ago given your antics. He prefers you just verbally protect him from anti synth crap.

𝐓 = 𝐓𝐫𝐲 (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

❤︎ He loves taking you out on dates, it's the perfect way to unwind for him. there aren't much date spots to take you out to, but he'll find fun wherever he can find. He'll also do his best with every day tasks, keeping everything clean whilst you're asleep.

❤︎ This man has a special place in his non existent heart for anniversaries. Every year he makes sure to plan something nice for the two of you to do. At least one time an evening got derailed to a surprise murder mystery case.

𝐔 = 𝐔𝐠𝐥𝐲(What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

❤︎ Really forgetful, like I said before. His memory is limited and it's not uncommon for him to forget things you told him, or events the two of you went through together. He feels bad about it, but it's not something he can help.

❤︎ Gets a bit too invested in his cases sometimes. He'll sometimes spend days mulling over a case, completely frustrated over something he seems to be missing that he doesn't have much time for you.

𝐕 = 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 (How concerned are they with their looks?)

❤︎ The guy is practically falling apart, and it's the end of the world outside. Good looks and appearing fancy aren't exactly his main concerns. His suit has been patched up a few times and his synthetic skin is somewhat filthy.

❤︎ That being said it's not like he's a total slob. He still tries to make himself look presentable to you. Just don't expect prince charming, he's still just an old synth.

𝐖 = 𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

❤︎ Valentine can hold his own pretty well. That being sad, he would be a lot less content without you in his presence. You made his mundane life so much brighter, you made him realize he was his own person, after all.

❤︎ Sometimes he does things from his old routine, finding himself by your bedside, only to remember that you're no longer occupying it. Or he buys an extra bowl of noodles, forgetting that you're no longer there to join Ellie in eating them.

𝐗 = 𝐗𝐭𝐫𝐚 (A random headcanon for them.)

❤︎ Sometimes talks to you about the pre war world. He didn't experience it himself, but he still holds the memories. Sometimes he'll ask about certain things from the original Nick's memory, it bring him a sense of comfort.

❤︎ For a second one, if you have technological skills, he'd trust you to help with maintenance of his body. Sometimes it's just an excuse to have you close to him, though.

𝐘 = 𝐘𝐮𝐜𝐤 (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

❤︎ He wouldn't tolerate a nasty attitude or cruelty towards others. The wasteland is a miserable enough place as is, and you really aren't helping. He'll give you a few warnings before he becomes completely fed up with you.

❤︎ Predjudice, especially if you're in the Brotherhood. If you have a hatred towards synths and ghouls, then what is he to you? It leaves a hypothetical bad taste in his mouth.

𝐙 = 𝐙𝐳𝐳 (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

❤︎ Nick doesn't sleep, instead he tries to get work done whilst you're off snoozing. He likes working on cases and searching files whilst he's in the room with you. Having you close to him feels comforting and he can keep an eye out for any danger.

❤︎ Sometimes he sits in bed with you, letting you wrap your arms around his synthetic body whilst he reads or simply watches you. He'll brush the hair out of your face, rub your shoulder or place his arm around you.

[demon-country]

"Stolas is a worse dad than Blitz, because when Stolas was about to die he chose Loona over him."

The situations were completely different, you can't actually compare them in that way.

1) In Western Energy, Blitz was going to go save Stolas, but was able to send Moxxie and Millie instead, freeing him up to stay with Loona.

In Mastermind, Blitz was in imminent danger. As in, by the time Stolas saw what was happening there was only about a minute until Blitz was going to be decapitated. There was no one to send in his place and no one else could've gotten there in time even if there was.

2) Loona had a hospital appointment she couldn't go to on her own due to her extreme phobia of needles, and it would have been years before she could get it again if she missed it (unless Stolas pulled some strings).

Octavia was not in danger and had no pressing need for Stolas to be by her side. He was also implied to have set things up so that, should he die before she's legally an adult, she'd still be well off and protected to the best of his abilities. She'd be heartbroken, yes, but her assets and future would be secure. (It's no substitute for a loving parent, of course, but it'd allow her some freedom to do as she pleased, like not being forced to marry someone against her will.)

3) Fighting Striker wouldn't be, and wasn't, a sure death sentence. He's good at what he does, but he's just one guy who can be fought.

Stolas didn't have the time or knowledge to come up with a good defense, and even if he did the court wouldn't have cared, because they were bored, hungry, and don't care enough about imps, due process, or doling out real justice to be bothered listening to a nerdy bird attempt to be a lawyer for some uppity imp trying to rise above his station. Putting all of the blame on himself and making a big, flashy production about how he's some cunning manipulator who thinks he's above the law and Blitz is just a worthless pawn to force them to pay attention to him was his only real option if he wanted Blitz to make it out alive.

And even if Stolas did let Blitz die, then he undoubtedly would have spiraled into an even deeper depression, riddled with guilt, grief, and self-loathing. Because that's what happens when you have precarious mental health and watch the love of your life be executed, knowing you could maybe have done something to stop it, but didn't even try. Which, you know, also would have hurt Octavia, because it's not easy seeing your parent in that state. Neither choice would have spared Octavia the pain of losing her father, at least temporarily, and people would still be calling him a bad dad for letting his mental illness affect his relationship with her.

Also, did people not see the way Blitz was begging Stolas not to take the fall for him? He absolutely would have re-taken his place on the chopping block if it meant Stolas didn't have to die. Then Loona would be down her only parent, with Blitz actively choosing Stolas first, because Stolas was seemingly about to die and M&M had already promised to take care of her. You know, exactly like Stolas in this episode.

Blitz would have been in the same sinking mental health boat if Stolas died, as well, except he did try to save him (or more accurately, get him to save himself) it was just entirely fruitless. The man nearly ran his company into the ground because they broke up, he'd fall completely apart if another person he loves died "because of" him (in his eyes), this time without even knowing that Blitz loves him.

When push came to shove, when someone they love was about to die right in front of them and they felt secure with the knowledge that their child would be okay without them (eventually), they both attempted to sacrifice themselves instead. And they both would have been inconsolable wrecks if the other had actually died. There were no good options, they were just trying to make it so that everyone they loved made it out alive, even though putting themselves in the line of fire was the only realistic way of doing that.

[sillygoofyqueer]

You know what I'm in your inbox for...

Can I get some JiuYuan route for LeviathYuan? Pretty please??? 🥺

It absolutely does not need to contain cucking I prommy. If everyone is happy I'm... also happy, as long as it also contains JiuYuan 🤭

For you, my first wife, of course I have a JiuYuan route for our freaky demon Leviathyuan <3<3<3 Before I start, I want to mention that this route of Liu Qingge finding Leviathyuan occurs before Luo Binghe comes to Cang Qiong Mountain, so do with that what you will (also, I can make another route as well if you want Shen Jiu being the one to find him :3) Okay, so I kind of set up a perfect JiuYuan route because I was expecting this ask to come eventually - sooner rather than later - and it starts with Leviathyuan and Shen Jiu being in close contact with each other because Shen Jiu is of course trying to teach the demon human language so it can properly communicate its feelings and needs. (He's not doing it for those reasons exactly, he is once again doing it because he was goaded into it.) Of course, Shen Jiu hates people being in his private space, so they start out their lessons in Qing Jing's library, because it makes perfect sense for such things to take place there. However, Shen Jiu notices that there is an influx of disciples from other peaks using the library around the same times he hosts these lessons (he can only assume that they know about the schedule through rude and invasive means (they asked the Qing Jing disciples)), so it's obvious that they're spying on the lessons between him and the demon for some fucking reason, and he gets increasingly pissy about this matter as this goes on. However, he's not going to back down and throw them out of the library, because that would imply that he was doing something wrong. Meanwhile, Leviathyuan doesn't have a clue what's going on with these strange humans, but he does notice that the scowly green robed human becomes more tense and agitated whenever there are tiny humans with robes that aren't green in the place where they store all the paper with symbols on them. We all know that aquatic animals, as well as communicating through sound and such, can actually communicate through body language as well, so Leviathyuan is honed in on such things almost naturally, and that's how he's been getting a read on the people around him. He views Shen Jiu as a possessive, territorial animal and adjusts his own body language accordingly so that he isn't viewed as a threat (becoming small and unassuming). Shen Jiu, who is a possessive and territorial person, feels rather at ease around Leviathyuan because he's rather pathetic out of water, all curled up and naturally smaller due to his strange posture (imagine the animalistic body language actually soothing you, L!!). While he views Yue Qingyuan's patheticness as being pity or guilt driven, Leviathyuan has no reason to react in such a way, and therefore can only be natural! (Note: he has not talked to Mu Qingfang about Leviathyuan's humane biology, his opinion would completely change about the demon being pathetic and weak if he knew). While it's obvious to Leviathyuan that the scowly human is uncomfortable with people encroaching on his space and knows how to adjust to that, nobody else seems to, and so he takes it upon himself to find a way to get the intruders out of Scowly Human's territory. How? He acts nervous and works worse around those wearing different coloured robes, therefore giving Scowly Human a reason to kick tiny humans off his peak because they're affecting Leviathyuan's learning, which is counter-productive!! Shen Jiu notices this - it's obvious in how Leviathyuan was absolutely fine with disciples from other peaks being around until Shen Jiu became visibly more frustrated (he knew from the start but he didn't realise why until later) - and is rather...flattered. Of course, he's offended that the demon thinks that he needs its help or anything to feel at comfortable on his own peak, but he's never had someone go out of their way to appear weak and vulnerable to others for nothing but his benefit. It's a strange feeling. It's irritatingly nice. (Let me know if you want me to keep yappering about this one, because I veered completely off my notes and am having fun with this one!)

[strqwberryscapes]

helpless

summary -> you don't know why is qimir helping you so often, and neither does he

she/her pronouns, no use of y/n

content warnings -> none

a/n : thank you for the support on my last story<3

"youre lucky it's not deep."

qimir commented, as he finished patching up her injured side. his voice wavered against his own will for the sentence to be lighthearted. seeing her wound made him strangely concerned.

"not lucky. i wouldn't let him close enough to kill me."

she huffed, trying to focus on the pain instead of how his hands felt against her stomach. both burned. she tightened her grip on the side of her bunk to snap herself out of it.

"yeah, you're very tough."

he rolled his eyes. when he was sure the wound is taken care of, he rose from his knees. his soft eyes found her's, and he was glad that she was okay.

her gaze lingered on qimir for a moment. she turned her head to the side, leaning on the wall behind her with a sigh.

"thanks."

qimir raised his eyebrow at the show of gratitude. she almost never thanked him - or well - anyone to be percise. a smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, and he turned back to her, crossing his arms.

"hmm, you're welcome." he hummed. "as always."

always.

she pursed her lips. he did always help her. and she didn't like that he did so - if she was to please her master she should be able to handle herself on her own.

there was something more to it. qimir tagged along almost every mission she was assigned with - from as simple as obtaining intel to assassinations. he followed her even when he seemingly had no reason to. a frown formed on her face. maybe it was that her master was distrustful of her.

"yeah. why do you always help? you didn't even need to be here today in the first place." she started, suspicions. "perhaps my master told you to keep an eye on me. did he?"

qimir was caught off guard by the question. he realised that she was right - he did follow her around...but he just wanted to keep a close eye on her to know what she needs to improve. to be able to teach her later. and solely that.

an odd and unfamiliar feeling tugged at his chest. but if so, why did her getting injured affect him at all?

he remained a stoic expression. instead of answering her question, he asked one of his own, trying to be playful.

"did you ever think i just wanted to come? out of my own will?"

"not really."

she shrugged. because why would he? seemingly, it wouldn't benefit him in any way.

the same odd feeling rose in qimir. he was strangely hurt by her words. he was sure that she considered him a friend...and even if she didn't, why would it matter?

"well. if you want me to stay back, just say it." he muttered.

"no- i want you to be with me!"

she closed her mouth as fast as she realised what she just said. qimir's gaze shot up, entwining with hers. a heavy silence hung between them. their relationship was confusing enough as is before - and that certainly did not help the matter.

qimir stood in place not really knowing what to do next, which wasn't common for him. at all. he needed to keep up his act though, and the only solution he came up with...

"oh, do you now?"

she tensed up. his intentions were never clear to her, especially in this moment.

"don't let it get to your head."

qimir made his way back to her. as he sat down, his thigh brushed against hers. he needed to play it well. he needed to be convincing. if they really became closer, he'd have access to her fears, her secrets, everything he doesn't know yet. that was the only reason as to why he wanted to do what he was about to.

the only reason.

he told himself, as his palm gently traced the curve of her jaw.

only reason.

he repeated as his dark eyes dropped down to her lips.

"i'm afraid it's too late for that."

qimir said, as a smile tugged at the corners of his lips, a moment before he pressed it to hers. as much as it all was so sudden to her, she reciprocated, her hand coming over his.

she pulled away after a moment.

"be glad i meant it in that way. otherwise you would be done for."

her teasing voice made qimir smile against his own will. he rose his hands in a surrendering gesture.

"i'm a lucky man then."

and he was.

and when that thought formed in his head, he wasn't sure what were his reasons anymore.

masterlist

a/n : i'm not entirely sure how to feel about this story...😭 hope yall enjoyed it though

reblogs appreciated!

[harunayuuka2060]

Riddle: *sigh*

Trey and Cater: ...

Cater: Um, Riddle-kun? You're not going to drop a bomb on us, do you?

Trey: What could possibly be the reason for that sigh, Riddle? You're making us nervous.

Riddle: ...

Riddle: MC-senpai... THAT SECOND VERSION OF FLOYD!

Trey and Cater: ...

Trey: What did they do?

Cater: Oh. Right. You didn't know about it, Trey-kun, because you were busy in Chemistry Club.

Trey: Hm?

MC: *the princess kisses them on the cheek* *chuckles* That tickles~.

The princess: *giggles* I thought you were used to affection?

MC: But yours is genuine, princess~. I might fall in love~.

The princess: I wouldn't mind if you do. *smiling* I hope we meet again in the future. I really enjoyed your company.

Riddle: *approaches MC after the princess has left*

Riddle: You're quite a lady-killer, senpai.

MC: Eh~. Just a lady-killer~? I think I'm attractive to everyone if you're going to ask me~.

Riddle: Huh? Please, I beg to differ.

MC: You don't think so~?

Riddle: Yes. There's no way you're attractive to everyone. You're not that special, senpai. And you're a troublemaker. No one likes a troublemaker.

MC: *chuckles* Oh~. Are you sure~? Well~. I'm not surprised you think that way~.

MC: Because Riddle is still a child~.

Riddle: You're only a year older than me!

MC: Hm~. Even so~ No one would think you're just a year younger than me~.

Riddle: *angry face*

Idia: Type F on the chat.

Vil: I've never known someone worse than Floyd.

Azul: They're just the same if you're going to ask me.

Leona: Seriously though, why is he still approaching them even if he knows that they'll just piss him off?

Idia: I'm telling you all, Riddle has a secret crush on them.

Riddle: AND I DON'T HAVE A CRUSH ON THAT INSOLENT-

Trey: Okay, okay, Riddle. We believe you. Now if you will just calm down and eat this tart I prepared for you.

Cater: Why does Idia-kun have a point though?

Trey: ...

Riddle: *about to explode again*

Trey: Cater, get out.

[loves0phelia]

Hey, how are you? Could I request something for Zach Maclaren, where the reader and Zach are spending the night together for the first time (no smut) but the reader can't sleep because she's wearing a bra, afraid of making Zach uncomfortable if she doesn't, and Does Zach figure this out?

Bra insecurities

Summery: The request.

Words: 1,1k

Warnings: grammar mistakes.

A/N: I'm great, i hope you feel good too and i hope you like this! thank you for the request xxx

You and Zach have been together for a couple of months, yet somehow you haven't had a sleepover together. Every time he asked for you to come over to his house to spend the night something came up (more like you gave him excuses)

You knew Zach would never comment on your body. He adored everything about you, from head to toe, inside and out. He was completely smitten. But knowing that, didn't stop you from overthinking.

You had eyes, you could see how your breasts looked without a bra. They slumped down instead of being held up and the outline of your boobs could easily make someone uncomfortable especially when you wore a tank top. You didn't want to risk Zach looking at you differently. Your relationship was perfect the way it was.

"Hey baby," his delicate voice rang in the quiet library as he laid his head on your shoulder, wrapping his muscular arm around your waist from behind.

“Hi,” You turned in his hold to face him.

“I have soccer practice after class but do you want to come over tonight? We haven't spent any time together this week. I miss you so much” he dipped his head to meet your lips. 

“You could spend the night, my sister is staying at a friend's house for the weekend and my parents are away on a couple's weekend. I promise no funny business, I just want to spend time with you.” His digits gently rub against your cheeks and his eyes have that small glimmer you can't refuse.

“I don't know…” You bow your head down towards the floor, avoiding his begging gaze.

“Please, please, please, please” Between each “please” he placed a kiss on your cheeks and your forehead. 

“Fine” Your voice was barely above a whisper when you spoke but Zach did not fail to hear you. His eyes widen as well as his smile.

“Yes! You're the best!” He picked you up and spun you around as if you weighed nothing which made him earn, from the librarian a few feet away, a shush.

“Alright join me at the field after my soccer practice okay? see you tonight baby” he pressed one last rapid and excited kiss to your cheeks before running out the door leaving you giggling from the spot he had left you. 

You spent the rest of the day studying and reading your newly borrowed book until it was time to join Zach. When you got to the field you already had your backpack filled with your toothbrush, skin care, PJs and a change of clothes just in case. 

You saw him wipe his face with the bottom of his shirt which revealed his perfectly sculpted abs. Your face reddened instantly and his eyes met yours.

“You ready to go babe?” he met you with a small welcoming kiss. Still flushed from the previous sight your boyfriend gave you, you could only nod in agreement.

Taking your hand in his, he led you to his car. And like the gentleman he was, he opened the door for you. You offered a small "thank you" as you climbed in.

The ride was silent yet comfortable, his thumb was rubbing softly on your thigh as his other hand clutched the steering wheel. Your knee couldn't help but bounce anxiously at the thought of sleeping at his house tonight. 

But Zach had planned everything perfectly. the second you entered his house he rushed to get everything ready. He laid out plush blankets on his bed, with multiple pillows and your favourite snacks. The scent of freshly popped popcorn merged with the faint chocolate aroma of your favourite candy bar.

"This is amazing, Zach," You said, turning to him with gratitude and affection after he prepared everything. At this moment you couldn't even remember why you were nervous to begin with.

"I'm happy you like it, babe," he grinned and replied, his voice tender as he pulled you into a gentle embrace.

He reached for the remote and he started your favorite movie after settling down on his bed. 

"I'm so glad we're finally doing this," he whispered, his eyes meeting yours in the dim light.

“Me too” you replied shyly before letting your lips meet his.

After the movie ended, you and Zach both started getting ready for bed. Once again your anxiousness came back.

“Hey, do you want to sleep with one of my shirts?” He asked, he always loved seeing you in one of his shirts.

“Sure” You mumbled and took the white t-shirt from his hand, slowly you turned so your back faced him and removed the shirt you already had on. Just as you were about to put his over your head his voice stopped you.

“You gonna sleep with that? isn't it uncomfortable?” You turned your head over your shoulder and saw him looking over at the clasp of your bra on your back

“oh yes, it's ok” You pulled the shirt down he didn't ask more questions. He didn't know much about what girls wore to bed.

So you got in his bed and acted like everything was normal. Truthfully nothing was normal. The clasp dug into your skin as well as the straps, and the metal strings inside the bra felt like it was cutting underneath your breasts.

“Do you want me to remove it for you?” Zach spoke up in the dark and silent room.

“No!” you said harshly. “It- it's fine” 

“Baby come on it's hurting you” his hand softly stroked your arm.

“I don't want you to see my boobs” you admitted and you saw his brow furrow in the dark.

“You don't have to worry about that, you have my shirt on, I won't see anything I promise” His voice was honest and sincere, you knew you could trust him but you were still scared of judgment. 

“I don't want to make you uncomfortable, you can see them through the t-shirt and… they aren't pretty without a bra, they slouch down”  Your voice got even quieter and you avoided his gaze at all costs, but he grabbed your chin to make you look at him.

“Y/N I love you” Your eyes winded at the confession. “I love everything about you, even the things you don't like.”

“Really?”��

“Yes. I absolutely adore you, you could have the biggest or smallest boobs on earth and I would still love you!” He laughed and kissed your cheeks almost eagerly which also made you giggle.

“Now please let me help you remove it. I can't bare to see you uncomfortable.” you nodded and slowly his hand slid inside the shirt to unlace the clasps. Immediately the bra fell and your breast fell free.

“See? much better” His hand massaged your shoulder and he pressed a gentle kiss to your neck.

“Thank you, Zach, I love you too” 

[ordowrites]

cw: minors dni, light Dom/sub, useage of "good girl", suuper mild pet play, overstimulation, Kaeya is a meanie, AFAB reader. self indulgent.

do not repost elsewhere, do not use for a-i. blank blogs and minors dni.

Imagine sitting on Kaeya's lap, facing him and your arms around his shoulders as you bury your face into his chest. Imagine one of his hands resting on your back as he does paperwork late into the night.

Imagine grinding your aching folds against his thigh as he easily ignores you, maybe even guides you a bit on pressure. He is totally unaware of your messy hair, teary eyes, flushed face and the wet stain on his pants. Of course, if you stop, he gives you a little pinch and scolds you. He didn't tell you to stop - so you whine a bit and continue to hump and grind against his thigh.

Of course, Kaeya isn't so unkind as to ignore you - he reaches down to play with your clit that gets you to jostle and whine.

"Please, Kaeya." you rasp, after feels like hours of this. You ache, you're on edge and you're so hot. Your legs quiver and like the meanie he is, he simply chuckles at your desperation. "Please."

"Please what, love?" He coaxes as he lifts his leg a bit so there's more pressure against your slick, hurting folds. You whine as you try to get relief from such a feeling. "It's only been an hour and a half. Surely you're more patient than this?"

You know this is affecting him as well - the bulge in his pants tells you this much. Kaeya peppers tender kisses on your cheek, capturing your lips briefly, and nips at your neck.

"Perhaps you'd like to sit in my lap instead? Be a good girl and stay as still as possible-"

"No!" You blurt out, frustrated tears pricking at your eyes. "Kaeya, please."

"Love, I'm busy working on some paperwork." It's an echo of this morning, you think. You had teased him quite a bit before taking off to work, leaving him high and dry. And you knew he's get you back for it - but you didn't think it would be in the meanest way possible. Humping his leg with no relief, orgasming doesn't end it, and you have to keep doing it, regardless. You are oversensitive and overwhelmed.

But this doesn't stop until you tap out.

While the thought of sitting on his cock makes you gush a bit, you know he'll just drag it out even more. And you know he'll take you apart, piece by piece with a smile on his handsome face. He'll degrade you in the sweetest way possible and he's just so - mean.

"C'mon, get moving." he chides, gently. "I'll be done soon, I promise. I'll even help you a bit."

With a shuddering a whine, you force yourself to continue - hips weakly moving against his thigh, his fingers working deftly against your clit. At least until you're nicely edged and moaning, stuttering out half curses when he pulls his hand away, ruining your orgasm in the process. His hands guide your hips more directly now, he doesn't care about the menial work in front of him (he's been done for the last twenty minutes).

"Such a good girl for me, aren't you?" You nod and he smiles. "We'll be done soon, I promise." His hands are pulling off your top. "Just a little bit longer, okay?" You nod again, clinging tightly to him and burying your face into his chest. He hums in approval, moving between rubbing your back and stroking your hair.

You know Kaeya will give you mercy soon - at least, you hope.