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[ask-dumbcrittersshop-au]

Also take some silly BlueSmile boys, cuz I'm their ceo and cuz I didn't draw them for too long

[radiaking]

coop still loving barb is deeply important to me tbh.

[jinkiezzsstuff]

Hello dear!! I have a request for the Radio Demon

Do you mind writing sub!Alastor? Imagine your in lobby of the hotel with your beloved Alastor (on his lap) and you decide to do some frisky cockwarming with him.. well in the beginning he has control but then maybe Charlie or Lucifer u walks in.. you decide to tease him until he can't take it anymore and ends up having to cover his moans as he gums in you..

Welp! That's my request🎀 you can delete this ofc but do as you will ~

from windigo anon🦌

i’m drooling, frothing at the mouth, going insane, i love this idea!!! eeeee thank you so much i hope this was good enough i struggled a bit with cockwarming so i hope i did well

Warnings: 18+ SMUT, cockwarming, SUB!Alastor/DOM!Reader, creampie, possible breeding kink, exhibitionism, Lucifer knows what you’re doing, he’s the devil, and you use him to tease Al, jealous lucifer, lucifer is a cuck lowkey, reader wears a dress but no gendered terms or anything, maybe threesome elements?, OOC ALASTOR, NOT proof read, LMK what i missed! xo

word count: 1.9K

You and Alastor have been a thing for a very long time, and throughout the years he’d become rather comfortable with sexual intimacy. Alastor always held the reigns no matter where in life he was, that is excluding the bedroom. Alastor had made a foolish deal with you long ago, he wanted your soul and you were a fairly powerful demon at the time so there was a sit down conversation about such endeavours. You agreed to sell your soul and tie yourself to him, complete all tasks he needed done, so long as he was your bitch. Well, that wording wasn’t used back then, nor was there any sexual innuendos in the mix.

Before it simply meant he couldn’t try to place fear into you, he always had to speak truthfully when it came to you, and if plan involved you, essentially to the outside world he was allowed to look like the boss but behind closed doors he wasn’t allowed to pull that stunt. You two ended up getting along quite nicely as the years went by, your magic side of the deal made it so if he broke his promises, the deal would be off and more then likely fatal to the both of you, so it wasn’t too surprising things went well.

What was surprising was the relationship you developed, Alastor was unable to lie to you about most things due to your deal and most of the time you approached him as a peer lacking judgement. Even when you disagreed with his plans you still still gave your genuine advice and thoughts which made him trust you. Slowly through this weird bond of trust and leaning on each other, Alastor developed romantic feelings and thank god you felt them back.

Alastor was slow to warm up to affections, which meant you normally took over, letting him keep his poise and smile you’d always make the first move, asking for consent to push further whether it was a simple hug, kiss, or a little more frisky. Eventually though, things got to the point they’re at now, where Alastor craves you like his lungs crave air. He is ravenous for your touch, your kiss, your head surrounding his cock. It’s a tough couple months during mating season because he begs and begs for you like a starved man.

Because of his eagerness for you, and to please you, he’s very kindly broadened his horizons leading to absolutely tasteful trying of kinks. Recently the two of you have been planted at the hotel, Alastor called upon you the day he got there, and privately when alone explained his plans with the Devils child, your man had always been an ambitious one, but you couldn’t say no to him. So of course you stood alongside his plans, and now you’re not only dealing with the Devils child, but the devil himself.

Lucifer moved himself in after the big ol’ brawl, and thankfully things have gone somewhat smoothly between Alastor and Lucifer, as in they haven’t killed each other yet, but Lucifer made it his absolute mission to try and “steal you away,” like he did with Adam. Obviously you were committed to Alastor, but your mind would wander to sinful places about all the ways you could show Lucifer how much you loved you deer man. Oh and you just knew how.

Alastor sat in the lobby, looking through a newspaper as he sipped his coffee, music humming softly in the background. The whole lobby was vacant, even Husk was gone for the moment, you made sure of it. Walking into the lobby from the kitchen, your dress flowing around your legs, you walked up to Alastor with a warm smile on your face. “What’re you up to my dear?” You ask softly, making him hum eyes shifting from his newspaper to you, dragging up your form. “Just a little bit of reading, nothing much my doe,” Alastor seemed sleepy almost in the state he was in, his voice was soft and lacking his usual enthusiasm, however it wasn’t a state you were unfamiliar with knowing him for so long.

Slowly you lowered yourself sideways onto his lap, he complied with your actions wordlessly by whisking his newspaper away with his magic, allowing you to scootch yourself right up on him. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you played with the short hairs at the base, causing him to visibly shiver. Alastor smiled down at you softly, watching you tenderly. “I feel,” You whispered with a pause, mimicking somebody taking a thoughtful breath. “Needy.” You breathe out with a cheesy smile plastered on your face. Alastor jolts a bit still entirely not used to forward language such as that, but he didn’t say anything simply blinked at you.

“I think i’m gonna lift this dress up, and your gonna unbuckle these pants, and i’m gonna seat myself nice n comfy on ya,” You purred hands messaging all around his chest as you spoke, trailing down to the button of his slacks and back up to his shoulders. You felt him twitch against his pants, the blood obviously was already flowing to his groin. “Dear we’re in public.” Try as he may, Alastors words were wobbly and his smile looked more like a grimace.

“No baby, we’re in private, in our new home, at the hotel, where no one can see.” You cooed condescendingly, pulling your hands away to hike up your dress. Alastor dared to looked down as you bunched your dress at your hips. Alastor closed his eyes, head falling back at the sight of you bare, nothing but your dress skirt keeping you covered. Turning yourself around, you put your back to him, grinding yourself down on him teasingly.

“Y’know what to do, don’t make me say it dear.” Your voice was stern compared to the tone you held before, Alastor blew out air at your words, head still thrown back at rest on the back of the sofa. Finally he brought his hands from the resting position next to him, and freed himself from his slacks and boxers. You sighed happily as you slowly inched your way down on him, Alastors hands gripped your hips harshly, and his legs kicked out and spasmed every inch you took down.

Once buttoned out, you fixed your gown to flow around you, and backed yourself up against his chest, head rested on his shoulder. Brining his head up to gaze down at you, Alastor gave you a questioning look, sweat already gathering on his forehead. “Dear please-” Alastors words got caught off by a boisterous call, and the front door swinging open. Fixing his posture, Alastor snapped into position, positioning his legs up right feet on the floor, straightening his back, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you up with him.

“Hellloooo everybody! Just had an amazing meeting, everything went in my favour, as always.” Lucifer waltzed in swinging his cane. He briefly paused scanning the room to see only you two sitting stiffly. You were more relaxed, eyes littled with an easygoing smile, Alastor however was tense; his smile was tight and unfriendly, with his eye twitching. “Well hello there you two, lovely to see you here.” Lucifer smiled happily plopping himself on the couch next to you, making you two shake.

The small bit of motion from Lucifer throwing himself down, made you clench, your arousal leaking down Alastors cock and onto his pants. Clearing his throat to suppress a moan, Alastor then gave a tiny ‘hello’ to the devil. Turning your body more toward the devil, you made sure to pick yourself up off Alastor a bit, and lower yourself back down, making him sink his nails into you.

Wrapping one arm around Alastors neck, you leaned sideways against him, facing Lucifer, your skirt successfully obstructing the entire view of your sin. “Do tell Luce.” You urge pretending to care, Lucifer caught on to the strange behaviour immediately however he wasn’t entirely sure what to make of it yet, so he pushed on shrugging and explaining his meeting. You coyly moaned occasionally throughout his explanations playing it off as “oh”s and “ah”s to his story rather than Alastors twitching cock.

Leaning forward Alastor stuck his blushing face in your hair, breathing heavily into it. “Is he doing okay?” Lucifer asked suddenly, quirking a brow at Alastor. Around your waist Alastors arms tightened, and his legs once again spread and splayed out a bit allowing him more space. Alastor felt pitiful, but in a way he loved it, only you had this power and nobody else, he could live with that. Alastor was too blitzed out to realise he’d subtly humped up into you, needing some sort of release. Playing with Alastors hair, you shrugged your shoulders at the devil, your poise still in tacked.

“Yes, I do believe he’s a little sickly.” Lucifer noticed the twitch in Alastors hips now, his eyes growing in size every so slightly. “Yknow i just want to stay something Lucifer,” You begin to say, eyeing Al from your peripheral, seeing his eyes closed. “I really think we ought to stop with the battle, Alastor treats me very well, very good,” You purr fixing your posture, making Alastor groan into your hair.

“I think it’s time to stop with the whole ‘i could take your partner’ shtick.” You say sharply, with finality, Lucifers eyes at this point were flicking back and forth between the two of you, a prominent blush on his face. You grinned cheekily once again and shifted again trying to fix yourself to face forward again, as you did so you heard Lucifer take a breath to speak, but it got interrupted by a guttural groan from Alastor.

Without warning Alastors legs flexed his hips jerking involuntarily up against you, it caught you off guard and made you gasp and moan. It didn’t stop after one thrust, Alastor sunk his teeth into your shoulder jerking his hips up into you, panting and groaning without care. With one forceful thrust and growl, you whined feeling him force himself against you fully, cumming far up into you, stealing your breath. Lucifer watched bug eyed and taken aback, he never saw Alastor so pleasured, now he felt a ping of jealousy; before this moment he wanted to steal you away to show you how much better he can fuck you compared to Alastor, now he wanted you to fuck him and make him feel the way Alastor felt now.

Alastors form grew demonic, stretching and contorting, you still in his lap. You didn’t move an inch as he contorted, not afraid of Alastor what so ever. Alastors neck snapped inhumanely to Lucifer. “You are to never speak of this again.” Alastors voice didn’t sound like his own when he spoke, and whether or not Lucifer was truly scared didn’t matter as he fumbled, stuttered and then stumbled off covering his eyes and apologising. With the snap of his fingers, Alastor magicked the two of you in the safety of his radio tower, where no one dared to enter unwelcomed. “Dear, that was unacceptable. But amusing, you get away with this little fiasco only because it was Lucifer you did it in front of.”

Alastor growled at you demonic form on display, smile stretched, he had your cheeks tightly pinched in between his nails. Shrugging your shoulders, you tiptoed up to give his teeth a coy kiss. “Whatever maybe now he’ll leave us alone.”

[osachiyo]

tw. fem!reader, reader is hinted to be chubby, cowgirl, praise, hinting at cum-eating at the end, fyodor basically worships the ground you step on, body worship, most likely ooc but it's whatever, just overall very soft n cute :) mdni

an. i always imagined fyodor with a chubbier reader, idk - i just love the contrast so much <3 so this is a drabble for my friend (love u maya ty for buying me nitro...) ^^ this has been in my drafts for way too long. 0.6k wrds

fyodor took a sharp intake of air as he focused on the view in front of him — you, oh sweet you on top of him, lowering your hips onto him as your pretty little cunt swallowed more and more of his cock. his face was flushed to a pretty pink, pupils dilated in lust and sheer passion he held for you.

"mmh, you feel so good, love," he moaned softly, hand reaching up to knead the fat of your thigh. his breath quickened at feeling you clench from the genuine praise he gave you. your swollen, glossy lips parted to let out moans of his name, making his length throb inside your gooey walls.

"f-fedya," you gasped when he suddenly thrust up into you, his cock being pushed directly against your g-spot.

"ohh yes, darling — does that feel good?" fyodor cooed at the cock drunk look on your pretty face, it suited you so much.

god, you looked absolutely heavenly to him — the soft moonlight peeking through the thin curtains practically made you glow — not to mention how sexy your body looked. he loved how... soft you were compared to him — the delicate rolls on your back, your soft 'n squishy tummy, the plush of your ass and ugh, those delectable thighs of yours — it all made his head spin.

not to mention how your tits would jiggle everytime you bounced up and down on his sensitive cock, it made him want to bite them — mark them as his.

"oh darling, i just can't take my eyes off of you," he confessed, thin lips curling up into a smirk at the bashful look on your face.

you continued moving up and down on his cock, throwing your head back when fyodor decided to fuck up into you again — resulting in an almost pornographic moan leaving your lips.

he reached his free hand up to flick and rub at your clit, rolling the little nub between his slim fingers — making your pace stutter and pussy tighten around him. "you feel so good, моя любовь, " he tipped his head back into the soft pillow, biting down on his bottom lip as you gushed on his dick. you could feel him throb inside you, balls slapping against your ass, while you ground your hips onto him.

fyodor felt like he was in a trance — you made it look so good, and feel even better. "close?" you whispered, a moan getting caught in your throat when fyodor started thrusting up even faster — and harder than before.

fuck yes. fyodor was so close to hitting that peak that he so badly needed — but he wanted you to cum first. he needed you to cum first. could he really call himself your man if he didn't make you cum before him?

and make you cum he did — your pretty nails digging into his bony shoulders as you threw your head back from finally reaching your high, juicy cunt fluttering and pulsating around his throbbing cock — fyodor's hips stuttering as cursed breaths left him, trying not to clench his eyes shut as he admired the blissed-out look on your face.

"beautiful," fyodor moaned softly as he finally came deep inside you — his warmth filling up your sticky walls so nicely.

"you're beautiful," you breathed out, watching his eyes soften — a hearty chuckle leaving his pale, thin lips before devouring yours in a passionate yet hungry kiss.

you gasped loudly when fyodor laid you on your back on the silk sheets — kissing his way down from your soft tummy to your heavenly cunt. you sighed softly when he parted your legs, pupils dialating from the filthy view of his spent leaking down your folds and on his bedsheets —

how could he NOT have a taste?

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[iqxatlantic]

" FRIENDS ! "

multi chara imagines yummy! nawt proofread btw..

ft. michael kaiser . rin itoshi . reo mikage . shidou ryusei . eita otoya . reader is girlboss sometimes . u desprate af tho . heavy heavy ooc! . i'm projecting . school/college/uni au . fluff (?) . angst .open endings . somewhat toxic relationships . situationships . more than friends less than that troupe . idk its messy . unreliable narrator

the more you stay with him — the more you'll get hurt. all your friends have been telling you that. your feelings believe otherwise. give him a chance. maybe this friendship can be something more... (it aint)

you can't heal a wound that you're constantly opening. so why are you running back to him? he's the one who hurt you.

you ran in the pouring rain. who'd you think you were? gojo with his technique? no. you're not fast enough to out run getting soaked, let's be so for real! you were freezing cold, clothes drenched. making your light colour shirt some what see-through.

you made it to his door. knock knock. he stares at you. is it disgust? you couldn't tell. "oh um. hi?" he'd nonchalantly reply. how could he look at you and pretend you're someone he's never met?

you've oughta be kidding me.

michael kaiser who knew he was no good for you. hell, he wasn't any good for himself. truth be told, he genuinely liked you. he just 'didn't want to commit to a relationship at the moment.'

you know when your parents are like "this gonna hurt me more than you," after whipping you? yeah. this was his equivalent. kaiser let out a small whimper the moment he laid his eyes on you. what's hilarious is, he'd used to look at you in such a lovely way.

it's odd for such a prideful man to act this way. "mihya, what the hell are we?!" you'd yell at him. his mind went blank. he would just stand there. staring. felt like his father all over again lmfao.

"michael, answer me!" you were sobbing, voice quivering. your voice once so sweet was now coated in desperation. the blonde furrowed his brows. he was trying to speak, he really was! no words were able to leave his mouth. he couldn't utter a single word.

no matter how hard he tried, words would go against his will. "kaiser, please." you're now on the floor, begging. "tell me we aren't just friends!" memories of intimacy, etc flooded through. at that moment, he snapped. he didn't want to.

his pride got the fullest of him, "[name], sorry. i was just testing around. i got the experience so..." he'd cockily smirk. what no, this isn't what he wanted to say. "oh." was the one syllable that left your lips.

it wasn't new. your friends were warning you about him anyways. you didn't want to believe them. and with that you were gone. that fleeting spark of hope that shimmered in your eyes was quickly swallowed by dullness.

kaiser found himself on the floor, heaving, hacking, coughing for air after he had just choked himself. a horrific habit you'd say. thing was — you weren't there to tell him to stop anymore.

it's been days, weeks, now months. the emperor never realized how much your presence mattered to him. now that he didn't have you by his side he finally noticed. kaiser's not stupid. he's optimistic.

i guess it's a canon event, no one notices how valuable someone or something is until it's taken away. so, that moment when he brushed past you, where you were alone. where your friends weren't there with you. where finally saw that beauty again. where he finally saw you.

swiftly turning around, back in his steps. catching up to you, gripping you by the shoulder. "[name], wait. can you let me stay? i'm ready now."

it's a tedious process trying to get a clear message from itoshi rin. you consider yourself quite lucky to even have him looking in your way. what wasn't lucky was the situation you ended up in.

countless nights of texting back and forth. late night calls where you'd both get into class extremely tired. all that yet, he fails to even talk to you in person. (he refuses to talk to you in front of others.) as if you're practically a hassle to him.

you were bamboozled. who just does that? days without talking slowly became weeks."hey um rin-" when you were finally able to approach him, a huge frown was painted on your face. a cold shoulder straight at you.

he apparently didn't have the patience for you i guess. you were a little bolder this time. aggressively tapping him on the shoulder, "listen i don't understand what your problem is!"

the itoshi turned around to look at you, those teal orbs coldly staring at you. before he could say a single thing, you decided to spit out the most bile and bitter words he's ever heard from someone he loves so dearly. (clearly he didnt love u/show it enough dafuq)

"just because you're desperately searching for the love your brother never gave you — doesn't mean you can just play others! especially a friend! what the hell even were we!? you're running around with your heart on your sleeve like you've never been loved. even though i HAVE been doing so!"

his friends gasped, whistled, any annoying crowd noises, you name it. at that moment realization hit him, his eyes were heavy. lips sliding out in a pathetic tone,

"wait what do you mean by were-"

reo mikage knew from the beginning whatever happens will be unsalvageable. the status difference — yeah, his parents would never agree.

he himself was slightly caught by surprise. to be fair his type was someone older — more mature i guess. he never expected himself to fall for someone the same age... (bro ur bound to dafuq)

in response to that, he decided to be more than friends with you. terrible choice.

you unfortunately, was and still slightly is naive is heck. you'd tell your friends a few things about him (not really friends btw bro pls..) they'd constantly make you think and jump to conclusions.

"[name]- i'm kinda tired of you running in circles with the things i'm saying," reo would confront — upset things aren't going his way. you tilted your head, cocking an eyebrow. "reo, what do you mean?" you'd ask, oh so pleasantly. making him wonder why he's doing this again.

"you keep jumping into conclusions. you're in a rat race of thoughts that aren't true." he frowned. you just blinked at him, those lovely eyes starign back at him.

"please, your friends... if i could even call them your friends. ugh.." he began disgusted, "they're just trying to ruin our relationshi-"

"but reo, if you genuinely cared — we'd be together, no?" you bluntly spilt out. you left reo in his own thoughts. "you're also the one running in circles."

shidou ryusei mmm. he's something. the young, tan blonde is quite an exquisite character. he may be violent, but don't let that misinterpret him.

he's openly friendly with you. he's deathly obsessed! his eccentric personality perfectly collided with yours. (the way your bodies collided too ig) your friends however... didn't really appreciate him.

they thought he was tugging you away from them — to be fair he is a tad bit possessive over some people or things... (he really doesn't want to become nothing.) so when you asked him to stop seeing each other as you two were only just 'friends' his first initial instinct was to reject that offer and y'know. keep you as his.

problem was — you were never really his. well yea you were but you two never decided to get into a relationship because of outside influence.

that night, shidou found himself as actually nothing now. he was in tears, odd for this man. it hurt him horrendously. you made an empty promise that you two can still be friends.

you two never talked, contacted, etc etc after. shidou was never embarrassed of how comfortable and freaky he got with you. still remembering the sweet memories of how you two got intimate at times.

sometimes, he'd stare at you in class. (sometimes? bro naur he's always staring pls) he knew he could never truly move on. crazy enough, i think shidou's pretty loyal.

so, that night when you found yourself in his arms. tears rolling down your face in the pouring rain — the tan individual pathetically smiled at you. "y'know cutie, your friends have been here a little too long. they must be waiting for you to move on." peck.

otoya eita infamously known as the school's number one player. hell, the NEIGHBOURHOOD's number one player. (THE NEIGHBOURHOOD MENTIONED?!)

you knew you were sliding into an appalling situation when you agreed for a night with this man. you two were great friends since the beginning of time.

this relaxed asshole.. (LMFAO RELAXED ASSHOLE ISA WTF R U COOKING) is a choice. he knew his way 'round you. c'mon, he knew you since conception basically.

it was reciprocated too — you knew his way around him as well. which is strange to him. settling in with girls is beyond tiresome for him..

you weren't blind to the fact eita's whoring around. you didn't really care too much (you did) that was quite contradictory when you caught him with another girl.

"eita what the fuck!? wha- you-" you stammered, perplexed by the situation. "what are you doing with another girl?!"

"[name], sweetie y'know we're just friends." otoya nervously laughed, masking it with some bits of confidence. "oh you did not-" you gasped.

"y'know what!? all i needed was some time and space to realize — that YOU we're busy sleeping 'round with other girls!" you yelled, oooh... straight up toxic bars...

ninja? what a nickname for someone who cant even be sneaky about the fact he's disloyal. realization hit otoya. despite his whole 'girlfriends are troublesome' he realized he was willing to tolerate you. but at what cost?

"wait [name], i wasn't ready-!"

— ©iqxatlantic / isaisliterallyhim, 2025

a/n: man i'm stressed out i need a cigaretteeeee... heh guess my favourite chara... anyways hii! im back yes.. after my profs keep buttfawking me with more and more assignments like dawg what the flip 💔 um this was unfortunately lots of projecting but ykw i hope ygs enjoyed i dont have much to say so take care babes mwa mwa ily

[staravyz]

︖﹖ㅤㅤSenku w/a Lucky-Charm!s/o

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❕️ㅤclick4rules—4masterlist—4part2

ㅤㅤ🔭ㅤㅤ—ㅤ(dr. stone) ishigami senku x reader

ㅤ﹑tags ... fluff/headcanons/implied relationship if u squint really hard/reader glaze/multitalented!reader/probably ooc lol/sfw/short

ㅤ౨ৎㅤ—ㅤa/n﹕negative + positive = balance

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpre petrification

according to everyone in the classes you shared back then, you two were academic rivals turned lovers

minus the rivals part

they just can't exactly comprehend how senku bagged you so

he's a genius by hard work, you collect skills like minecraft achievements

when senku met you as a child, you were holding a four leafed clover.

when he met you as a teenager, you won the lottery.

it was around senku's early teenage years that he realized you were a walking lucky charm blessed by the universe

and along with that revelation came the decision that you were too useful of a companion to let go of anytime soon. (aka a crush)

he was aware you'd have no trouble making friends in high school, but he figured if you got distant, the average success rate of his experiments would decrease significantly.

see, if luck could be measured in integers, senku's would be knee deep in the negatives

you, however, are frolicking through a field of flowers in bliss

notice the difference?

senku was fortunate enough to have crossed paths with you in childhood more than once, back when he cared very very very very little for socialization and friends

either you also joined the science club or maybe arts and crafts with yuzuriha or even just a classmate of taiju's, you and senku were always bound to reunite

u guys ever notice some random person at school and suddenly you start to see them everywhere?

you are that person to senku.

i imagine senku was having trouble with a certain science experiment and no matter the formula he used, it just kept blowing up in his face.

senku's patience was running out by that point and it wasn't until YOU gave it a try that it finally worked.

and that's what made it click for him

as time passed, senku's attempts at finding a logical explanation for your unnatural luck began to wander from logics to philosophy— something he wouldn't normally resort to.

your fortune is with you for a good reason, he concludes.

your luck isn't something you exploit or flaunt

you're generally a wonderful person, especially compared to him lol

no wonder nobody else questions you as much as he does.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpost petrification

senku discovered your statue just by the entrance of a cave, somewhat upright and with little to no damage besides the natural erosion caused by time and weather inflicted onto your stone body.

senku's only reaction was a smile and sigh, of course your luck transcended time and petrification.

it wasn't like he doubted it, there was no need to worry after all.

things fell back into routine pretty quick after you had woken up

just having you around made things easier

ㅤ౨ৎㅤ—ㅤa/n﹕i love mary sues

©️ staravyzㅤ(¬_¬") do not steal, translate, or repost.

[yanderes-galore]

Yandere Anakin concept please romance please (if you already did Anakin maybe Darth Vader instead ) for a Jedi reader (possibly female if that’s alright with u ? If not gn is fine ;) )

I THINK I did something similar with Anakin...? Regardless, I'll do Darth Vader for this to make it have more angst.

Yandere! Darth Vader with Jedi! Darling

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Overprotective/Possessive behavior, Violence, Delusional behavior, Kidnapping, Isolation, Trauma, OOC Vader, Stalking, Forced relationship.

Oof... Female Jedi obsession?

I see potential in this.

First of all, you're a Jedi, and Vader has been taught to hate the Jedi.

Since Order 66, Jedi are quite the rare sight.

However, you managed to survive and have despised the Empire.

Not only that but when Vader encounters you... you might remind him of Padmé.

You want peace... you're hopeful... idealistic... truly traits that would go along with most Jedi.

Even if Vader dislikes the path you're taking, one of rebellion against the Empire he's making, part of him can't help but respect your determination and ideals.

Vader might have even met you through Luke.

You were drawn to Luke due to him having the potential to be a Jedi and wanted to aid in taking down the Empire.

You're almost like a mentor with Luke and maybe even Leia.

At one point on the Death Star you offered to be a distraction for your gang of companions.

This was where you first met Darth Vader face to face...

It was so strange to see this strong Sith Lord hesitate when he saw you.

You're... oddly similar to his late love.

The one he killed by his own hands in a fit of rage....

It's actually a bit disturbing when he realizes that he may live through that memory again if he attacks you.

However, you two fight anyway, just long enough for you to distract him.

You can sense a subtle bit of hesitation when Vader attacks, like he's still trying to clear his head...

Yet by the time he manages to focus... You're running.

Your existence reminds him of if Padmé was a Jedi.

The thought disturbs him... if not downright irritates him.

It's going to be even worse if he realizes Luke and Leia are his kids and you step in to watch over them.

He both hates you... and finds an odd feeling of curiosity towards you.

Perhaps even a bit of yearning as time goes on and Luke gets older.

He hates you're a Jedi, with your heart full of hopeful ideals.

He's been down a similar path and look where that got him.

Ignoring the fact he was easily manipulated by The Sith.

A Jedi obsession certainly has more fight against him than any other rebel.

But even if you can hold your own against Vader... He can manipulate you to be his in other ways.

As you help put together the rebel effort, Vader is no doubt hunting you.

You're being stalked and hunted like an animal... yet soon he doesn't want you dead.

No, you've caught his attention too much now.

There isn't a day he hasn't thought about you since the Death Star was destroyed.

Now he wants capture... He wants to study you.

Others may suggest killing you, but Vader is looking into ways of limiting your Force to imprison you.

Imagine once again encountering Vader during a mission, the Sith Lord hunting you down like some galactic game of cat and mouse.

This time, he doesn't allow himself to be distracted.

He's been distracted enough by you.

You may put up a good fight, but Vader is less restrained than you.

Even if it means quite literally disarming your dominant arm... He'll be taking you in.

Imagine fighting Vader and losing your good arm... only to be dragged into a cell and locked away.

The only "face" you see is the helmet of Vader, his breathing haunting as he looks you over.

It's a shame he had to remove your arm... but you've been quite problematic for him lately.

He knows he can't convert you to The Sith... your heart and will are too damn pure.

It frustrates him... you'll always want to fight him....

However, your wish to do good is also your biggest weakness.

He knows you care about Luke, his son....

So he promises to let your allies go a little longer if you stay here.

Is he lying? Of course, he can't avoid fate.

Although... He knows how to begin corrupting even the purest minds with the best intentions.

Vader starts off as intrigued with the prisoner in his cells... the woman who reminds him of simpler times.

Yet strangely... his feelings turn to some form of love.

He didn't think he'd feel that way ever again.

He is a monster, he doesn't deserve the taste of something so sweet.

But it's addicting.

You may not be able to kiss him... or despise even touching him or holding him...

Yet he keeps making false promises.

He'll leave certain people alone if you behave for him... he'll even have a prosthetic designed for you...

But the second you fight him again...?

He'll make sure you're useless to the rebels before he even thinks of letting you go.

Vader becomes obsessed in any scenario because you remind him of what he lost... of what he could have had.

He's always been chasing phantoms and echoes of his past.

He became what he is because he wanted to protect... he wanted to become so powerful none close to him would get hurt.

Then he lost everyone close to him... until now.

Now... Vader has a new obsession to focus on.

Now he can make sure he never makes the mistake of being weak again.

You may not be Padmé... but he's convinced she brought you to him.

Vader plans to keep you beside him, hopefully out of a cell, even if it means spewing lies.

If he makes false promises to convince you to stay... Will you?

Will you eventually fall into corruption and grow to praise him?

You may... or you may not... Vader doesn't care.

He just wants to hold you, to caress your face, to look into those beautiful eyes of yours....

He wants to be loved again.

It's wishful thinking he doesn't deserve... but...

You could be his chance at love again...

He just needs to try... even if it has to be forced at first.

[gl00mur41]

hello twst tumblr... particularly those who enjoy idiavil... i don't know who to share these ideas with so i have decided to post them here.

the idiavil brainrot is constant. persistent. so is the twst brainrot in general but not a day will go by where i don't think about idiavil at least once. this has caused a whopping 21 different fics ideas to form in my brain. some i like a lot more than others and so i wanted to ramble about my favorites. these may eventually show up on my ao3 (EdgarAllanFruitbowl), possibly posted on here as well, but i'm kind of drowning in school work and just life in general so idk.

ANYWAYS!!! i have a few general fics i wld like to write (arcade date, mutual pining, ghost au) but i honestly have more oddly specific ideas.

first of all, a pokémon fic. i like the idea of them being in the pokémon canon universe, but the idea of a fic where idia just infodumps about pokémon and vil builds a team and they battle eachother... it tickles my brain right. i personally feel like vil would enjoy pokemon but idia would be more into it... i think vil enjoy stuff more like animal crossing and stardew valley. idk i just can't exactly picture him playing pokémon or the legend of zelda and enjoying it like idia would.

NEXT FIC IDEA. this is one of two mutual pining fics i have written down. it's less mutual pining, more idia being idia and vil just isn't sure how to feel about liking idia romantically. very specifically, i got the idea from won't say i'm in love from hercules. i ADORE that song, and it just feels super vil-coded to me. i mostly imagine the "muses" in this situation (basically just the people trying to get vil to stop denying his feelings) would be ortho and epel. epel because he's also in pomefiore (and i also LOVE HIM), and ortho because of the film studies club (but also because he'll have relevance since it's idiavil). ortho wld know about how both parties are interested but he wld keep it a secret. i also think that ortho and epel wld be like their matchmakers... i love ortho and epel as a duo, i think they'd wreak a lot of havoc together. other than that it's kind of basic compared to my other fic ideas but i still love it a lot.

THIRD FIC IDEA. i only recently came up w this one and jotted it down frantically on the bus so i don't rlly have much of a concept yet but an actor au, either stage or like tv actors. i know acting is out of character for idia but he could always be in the tech crew... also its an au i can write him a little ooc if i want.

FINAL FIC IDEA I WILL SHARE FOR THIS POST. I SAVED MY FAVORITE FOR LAST. BAND AU. ok so it's more like a singer/stand alone artist au. i think abt this au so much it's not even funny. i have a ton written down but this post is already long enough so i'll sum it up, if for some reason this idea gains traction i'll post more abt it again. this takes place like one or two years in the future? idkfs yet. idia and vil are both individual artists but enjoy each other's music a lot despite the contrast in style. after a few interviews and messages they end up making a song together, which then turns into a few songs, and oh no now they're in love. i eat breathe sleep this au i don't even know why i haven't started writing for it yet (because i have adhd and school is kicking my ass) . ANYWAYS THATS IT. i thoroughly enjoy rambling abt these fics but also idiavil in general so comments/responses are encouraged if u feel like it. i will probably respond at lightspeed unless i am sleeping. farewell idiavil nation 🫡

[sugar-omi]

Hi! I love your work! 🩵

Do you have any HC for MC and Cove spending their first Christmas together as a married couple?

OMG THIS TURNED INTO SUCH A BIG RAMBLE. YOUVE BROKEN ME /POS

(edit bc I called u anon, sorry I'm so used to anon rq 💀😂 anyway tysm I loved this rq so much🤭🫶🫶🫶)

Fluff, headcanons + drabble, gn reader, (after) step 4/wedding dlc, ooc cove bc my imagination ran away w me 🤷🏽‍♀️ , this is just rlly cute n soft ok

we all know cove doesn't care much for holidays since his parents divorce

but if you care for holidays, by the time you're married, cove's spark for such occasions has returned

your first Christmas as a married couple though...

he's basically lost his mind

goes on a separate shopping trip just for decorations and snacks

hot coco, candy canes, whatever else people snack on for Christmas idk

is pumpkin spice still in...? 💀

definitely goes a bit crazy with decore

wrath on the door, lights all over the house, scented candles, even a new welcome mat outside!

your home looks like it belongs in a Christmas catalog

even got matching mugs for you two

omg..

gets ornaments and stuff to decorate them

you both paint n decorate your own ornaments and then make one that says something like 'cove + y/n's 1st Christmas' with the year or smth like that anyway

I'll have find the video I'm thinking of, but...

rearranges the furniture in the living room and makes a nice bedding and snack bar

even bakes cookies!!!

sets up a movie and lights a candle and all that good stuff so you can relax when you get home

actually he looks forward to baking with you

doesn't even have to be from scratch, although he does like being your taste tester 🤭

you can task him with dying the frosting (although rmbr to look over your shoulder at least once, otherwise you're gonna have a purple snowman....)

OMG HOW COULD I FORGET

uses this as an excuse to cuddle

ALSO BUYS U MATCHING OUTFITS N SHIT BUT IMMA GET TO THAT IN A MINUTE

walks around in the skimpiest clothes like it's summer time n whines "y/nnn, I'm so cold..."

n then practically throws himself on top of you

squeals when you open the blanket or your arms and go "c'mere"

you know what he's doing after the first time or two, but are you gonna deny him? nope!

ofc he doesn't do it every time, sometimes he just falls into your lap or pulls you into his

or comes up from behind/rolls over in bed and hugs you from behind

grumbles n whines n pouts when you try to leave him :(

there's no reason you can't do a professional meeting with a 6"4 beach bum in your lap right? 😌✨️

DRABBLE

"y/n!" cove whines from down the hall, his big footsteps muffled by his winter themed socks and puppy slippers.

"yes, cove?" you call over your shoulder, eyes glued to the project on your computer screen.

the floor creaks behind you, cove right behind the couch.

he makes his presence known when he wraps his arms around your shoulders, his cheek on your head.

"its so cold y/n.." cove pouts, nuzzling into you.

you laugh, "that's because you're in a tank top, cove."

cove hums, silent for the longest and you presume his eyes are either closed or he's watching you work.

you look up, it's fruitless since you can't exactly see the top of your head.

"since you're so cold, even in that thick sweater of yours.." you sarcastically purr. "how about you get under the blanket with me?"

cove brightens, an invisible wagging tail and perky ears showing your husband's excitement at the invitation.

he bounces over to the side of the couch, flopping over the armrest and making you bounce, computer and all.

"cove!" you yelp, your astonishment turning into laughter. "what're you doing?!"

cove grins, lifting up the quilt up and squeezing in next to you, throwing an arm around your waist and squeezing his legs next to, more like tangle, yours on the ottoman.

"it's cold! i'm just getting comfortable!" cove laughs, nuzzling into your neck.

you laugh, tangling your fingers in cove's hair. "you're so silly! i'm trying to work!"

cove peeks at you, his bottom lip sagging, and he's melting you with those wide baby blues.

"c'mon, put down the computer.. just for a bit?" cove pleads.

you hum and haw, fake contemplating. "and why should i?"

cove closes your laptop, leaning over you to place it on the side table, almost knocking off the tissue box.

he rolls over on top of you, his legs in either side of your waist. "because you wanna spend time with your husband, and you need a break.."

he leans in, pressing his forehead against yours. you laugh, eyes drifting between his eyes and his lips.

"yeah?"

cove nods and hums, "yeah. you've been working for hours. days. months." cove exaggerates.

you laugh, cove's lips placing tiny kisses in your cheeks. "it has not been that long!" you put your hands on his cold shoulders, trying to warm him up by rubbing up and down.

"it's only been a few hours! also you're so cold! cove!" you exclaim, tugging up the covers trying to cover up your cold, goofy husband.

"then stop working!" cove laughs, his barrage of kisses ceasing, and he presses his smiling face into your cheek.

"i'll die of frostbite if you work another hour!" cove faints, laying on your chest and snuggling in.

you laugh, successfully getting put of you under the warmth of the quilt. "you're ridiculous. hey, get up, i can't reach the remote!"

cove snuggles in more, melting into your body. then he starts loudly fake snoring, snorting and going "mimimi!"

you laugh, pushing his shoulders. "cove!"

he laughs, burying his happy, smiling face into tour stomach. "it's nap time!"

you squirm from the vibrations and feeling off his lips and voice against your tummy. "cove!"

he leans up, watching you laugh and laugh, tears coming to your eyes.

he's melting watching you, your wedding band twinkling from the light and pure joy on your face.

you're trying to say something, telling him how silly he is and he could've just asked you to take a break with him.

but before any of that, cove steals a chaste kiss, enjoying the way your eyes sparkle and your sound of surprise.

you cup cove's neck, leaning in for another kiss, longer this time.

eventually you pull apart, your foreheads pressed together.

you're both looking into each others eyes, enjoying the sparkle, and you have a special love for cove's flushed cheeks.

"i suppose i can afford a midday nap with my husband."

cove beams, all but tackling you to the couch.

omfg that was a long drabble. um. I swear I'm normal abt cove

ANYWAY NOW BACK TO AFOREMENTIONED THE CLOTHES

every year. buys you guys matching pjs

and matching sweaters for every day/Christmas day wear ofc

omg he actually puts on the Santa hat...

thinking abt that "I saw mommy kissing santa" song n that's literally all the boys being goofs in the damn hat n ARGHH OKAY WE WILL TALK ABT THIS LATER

ANYWAY every year he makes you guys do a photo in your matching pjs

first set he ever brings, he was all shy n shit presenting it

this time he's like a goddamn goblin, sliding into the house with a bag in each hand

brought home a few matching items...

pjs. sweaters. mugs. he would've bought out the store if he could've

checks if you're gonna wear your sweater or pjs n if you don't tell him/forget to tell him, he rushes to change

very excitedly showing off your matching fit

will prbly jump up n down n grab ur hands n spin w you in a circle when u put on your matching pjs

he's totally normal abt you :)

jfc this man is so unhinged in my head im sorry LOL

I'm mostly exaggerating but he is very excited n happy to be married n do all the Christmas stuff as a married couple this time!!!

OMFG I JUST THOUGHT ABT IT

for the sake of simplicity, let's say you took cove's last name

imagine putting "Mr. and Mrs./Mr./Mx. Holden" on anything

like that ornament I mentioned to commemorate your first Christmas married

or "Mr. and Mrs./Mr./Mx. Holden" on shared gifts, or on a decoration or smth

my first thought was putting it on a sign, or window painting/stickers, or smth like that that says "Mr. and Mrs./Mr./Mx. Holden Workshop/Sleigh"

idk it's just a thought that doesn't make much sense when I write it out lol

anyway I'm rambling..

cove is just super excited

omg he always steals a kiss when under the mistletoe so imagine him hanging it over your heads

he's a bit shy but still asks "first mistletoe kiss as your husband?" and how can you say no to that!!!

[valentine-writes]

hiii would love to see anything about miguel or spot!! if it’s not too much trouble!

in a good way.

「 tws + notes: no tws, unedited, might be ooc, almost all fluff, ok maybe a little angst but nothing crazy, pining becuz im a sucker for the chase, they are Yearning 」

「 gn!reader, can be platonic or romantic <3 」

↳ ft. miguel o'hara/spider-man 2099 and the spot/johnathan ohnn

author's note: I LOVE U ANON!! IT IZ NO TROUBLE AT ALL!! i hope these suffice,, plz 4give me if miguel's part is lackin just a bit!! im workin on writing him more accurately (*ﾉε｀*) <3 and y'all ATE UPPP the hcs for the spot last time so,, i hope y'all end up liking these too!! (also psstt,, usually i take into acc reader's personality here but since nothing specifically was requested, i'll try to keep it vague! sorry if certain parts aren't what you'd like!!)

MIGUEL O' HARA headcanons:

"i didn't know i was capable of being happy right now / but you showed me how"

▸ he's already lost,, a lot. this man is someone who had lost everything he had ever loved in pursuit of keeping it with him

so when he finds himself growing attached to you?? he feels like it's something he simply can't afford

he's doing everything to make sure he doesn't end up too attached, that you never get any closer to him

however– overtime, he finds that you are unavoidable. whether you're doing it on purpose or subconsciously, you always manage to pull him back to you.

just when he thought he had finally left you behind for good, you lure right him back in.

▸ i've seen a lotta hcs saying he's like,, smooth w/ it and stuff– BUT... part of me thinks that he doesn't have a clue about what to do with his feelings towards you

and he is far too prideful to ask for any sort of help or advice from anyone.

...so does it take an immense amount of time for him to even consider that it's okay to wanna be close to you? yes.

but he's weak for you. he knows it. part of him really, really doesn't want to be. but he is. and though he tries to convince himself it's not evident, it doesn't take a genius to realize it

▸ especially because miguel allows more to slide if it's you. this especially manifests in touching.

while miguel's not all "ew don't touch me" he doesn't really care for brief, friendly touches. this is different when it's you.

he might be speaking to you after a mission. while he talks, you're silently tracing the tips of his fingers with your own, observing his hands like they're the most interesting thing in the world.

"are you even listening to me?" he questions. there's a slight hint of irritation in his voice, his brow furrowing slightly. this expression of his softens almost immediately as you look up at him, eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"...your talons," you comment quietly, "they're retractable. that's cool."

he makes no effort to pull his hand away from yours. maybe he even secretly hopes you'll do it again sometime.

▸ miguel might be haunted by loving and losing from his past. but maybe loving you isn't such a bad thing. maybe it's a pain he's willing to endure. he'll try for you.

for you, it's worth it.

▸ OK GETTING LESS SERIOUS HERE. so i understand in atsv his fangs are retractable. but in the comics, it's noted that he tends to open his mouth very little when talking to conceal them.

i love this first of all.

now, miguel's not necessarily insecure of his fangs or his teeth (which are slightly crooked because of the new growth of his sharpened canines) but i imagine that he finds it easier to just keep them hidden and avoid any questions.

if he has to explain he's not a vampire to someone again he'll genuinely explode

"morning, migs–" you greet casually. another sign of his lenience towards you– he lets you give him nicknames.

"morning." he mutters back, just barely audible to you

you blink at him, trying to process what he said. "huh?"

"i said, good morning." he repeats, still mumbling without much of a volume change.

"damn, okay, okay– what's with all the grumbling? something got you stressed?" you're aware your question is stupid. knowing miguel, who always finds something to stress about– even at 8:30 am

he shakes his head this time, much to your surprise.

"i'm not grumbling." miguel insists.

"sounds to me like you are."

("nuh uh"

"fym nuh uh–")

miguel– when not bossing people around– is out here, mumbling and grumbling in casual conversation

and you're the one who's trying to remind him to speak up.

▸ no matter what relationship you're in– friendship, queerplatonic, romantic, whatever– he's generally a bit more reserved about it.

he sees it like this: if you two are close, why would it be anyone else's business?

however a certain holographic companion and her big mouth (which i wanna kiss oh so sweetly i heart lyla) ends up making a little joke about you two in front of a few other spider-people

lyla's casual abt it– saying sumn like, "don't mind him, he's being grumpy because his favourite isn't around."

name-drops you before miguel can tell her to shut up– and everyone's like "?!?!?!"

and the word SPREADS

▸ but like. is it really too much of a surprise? more than often, he finds himself trying to check up on you to see how you're doing.

"just making sure you're fine." is his weak little excuse just to see your face and hear your voice again.

when something is just mildly wrong though... he's the type to scold while taking care of it.

"i'm fine," you shrug, trying to rub some warmth into your arms, "just a little cold."

"i told you to bring a sweater." he groans, looking around for his.

those seemed to be miguel's favourite words sometimes: "i told you."

"i know..." you mumble sheepishly, staring at your shoes.

before you can say anything else, he drapes his sweater over your shoulders. "next time, i'm letting you freeze."

you look up at him with a little smile, mouthing a quiet "thank you" to him.

(there is no next time. he lets you keep the sweater.)

▸ ok one last headcanon cuz im obsessed w/ the little details abt this man. so. canonically (and i love this) HE DOESNT HAVE SPIDER-SENSES LIKE MOST SPIDER-PEOPLE.

instead, he has elevated super-human hearing and vision. but– (if you're like me) when this information is revealed to you,,, the immediate thought is to mess w/ him as much as possible.

trying to sneak up on him and startle him has become a common game between the two of you– so much so, that he's almost expecting you to be around every corner he passes if he hasn't seen you in a while.

he catches you before you get the chance on occasion. you forget to hold your breath and he hears you. your heart is beating hard, out of the sheer adrenaline rush of hiding and he picks it up. maybe you didn't notice that you're not fully concealed.

each time, he'll sigh exasperatedly and pull you out of your hiding spot.

"you think you're so funny." his grip is still on you, and though most would read his expression as annoyed– you catch the slight glimmer of amusement in his eyes. you're just lucky he finds your antics endearing.

on the chance you do manage to genuinely catch him off guard, he curses loudly, immediately going on defence mode

"shocking hell," he groans, upon seeing it's just you, "i was going to web you to the wall."

miguel probably does accidentally web you at some point. "play stupid games, win stupid prizes" he'd say.

(he might act like you're a complete headache sometimes- but ur his headache <3)

THE SPOT/JOHNATHAN OHNN headcanons:

"you make me wanna cry in a good way"

▸ he finds an excuse to talk to you always. (SINCE WHEN DID "I WANNA HEAR YOUR VOICE" NOT BECOME A GOOD EXCUSE) calling you up, messaging you– if you give him permission, he'll ramble a ton to you. about physics, the multiverse– anything he's passionate about.

it means the world to him if you ask him questions about it, actively engage in the conversation, or even just showing that your listening by welcoming his endless chatter. he even tries to impress you with his knowledge. he wants to be perceived as cool in your eyes so bad. craves admiration,, or at least appreciation. and nothing makes him feel more admired than you listening to him talk.

but he's obviously not tryin' to talk your ear off and bore you to death. he wants to hear your voice too– and takes genuine interest whenever you decide to ramble back with whatever's been in your head recently– maybe it's something you find particularly interesting, a piece of media you really like, something you're passionate about– he'll pay attention and listen to every word.

you get a turn and he gets a turn! ´͈ ᵕ `͈

if you happen to share a common interest– whether it's because you got him into it, he got you into it, or you both just liked it in the first place– the back and forth about said topic will be as endless as you want it to be

▸ the type of guy to bump into you constantly while you walk with him (is this also a habit of mine? we'll never know...) and it is PURELY unintentional. he can't walk in a straight line to save his life

he's walking with you casually, and all of a sudden, his shoulder will crash into yours, nearly knocking you off balance

he fumbles over his words a moment, reaching out his arms to catch you– and he manages to break your fall. he regards this as a very smooth move on his end, in spite of the fact he was the cause of you nearly eating pavement

"sorry! i'm so sorry– are you okay? i mean, yeah, you probably are. i caught you. you're welcome–"

"my hero." you reply, with a playful roll of your eyes, giving him a light smack on his arm (earning a little "ow" and a nervous chuckle from him) as you restabilize yourself.

▸speaking on his little “ow haha” moment… headcanon that even though he’s not really all that sensitive, he reacts like he is. the type of guy to say “ow” at every minor discomfort.

he has a mild headache? actually his brain is melting inside his skull and he needs to whine about it. he has a cold? he’s literally dying. when he’s comfortable with you, he’s comfortable enough to complain– even about trivial things

he's well aware it's not actually the end of the world. he's just silly enough to act like it is. very reactive fella :>

totally the type to exaggerate just to see you react,, he thinkz itz funny–

"oww,," he whines, rubbing his arm where you'd just given him a light punch, "you're so mean to me."

you try to stifle a laugh. "man, c'mon. i didn't even hit you that hard."

"it's gonna bruise :((("

"can you even bruise in uh..." you trail off, staring at the his post-collider incident body, white and spotted with black portals "...your state?"

"ok now that actually hurt."

▸ he's more selfless with you. ohnn often finds himself wanting to do anything in his power to make you happy. anything for you. anything.

may be just a teeny bit insane about the way he carries this out, but it's mostly innocent and sweet gestures

like, if you casually mention wanting something, he'll 100% dimension hop just to bring it back to you.

and while you know that he's probably stolen it,,, you can't find it in yourself to blame him. he's got the purest of intentions. his demeanor changes from nervous and awkward to proud, as he presents you with the thing you were just talking about a few days ago.

“no way, dude!” your eyes light up, taking the bag of candy (or whatever you like if you're not a big fan of sweets) he just presented you with, “i haven’t had these in ages-  i swore this was discontinued, though. where'd you get them?”

“i have my ways.” you can hear the dorky grin in his voice.

he loved watching your face light up in excitement over even the simplest of gifts.

▸ feels like he's holding you back sometimes. he's well aware that his situation means that you two can’t really be in the public eye. it hurts him to think you could be living a completely normal life if he was just never in that stupid collider… or if he let you go, so you could find someone else

he’d never break up with you though. he feels too selfishly about you– if you’re gone from his life, who else could love him the way you do?

sometimes, these thoughts and worries keep him up at night. expect late night conversations, his face buried in your shoulder as he holds you tight, as if he’s scared you’re going to slip away if he lets go.

there are nights where he has a hard time believing you really wanna live like this.

“hey…” you whisper, pulling away slightly so you can look at him. you gently grab onto his jaw, tilting his chin up so he meets your gaze.

his entire frame is trembling, leaning into your touch. he doesn’t speak.

“you know you’re irreplaceable to me, right?”

he melts at the tenderness of your voice, the patience you have with him. he pulls you in just a little tighter. your comfort never fails him.

▸ TRUST ME WHEN I TELL YOU THIS MAN IS 100% FOR YOUU. on your side. always.

someone was mean to you? they're an asshole and he hates them.

someone was condescending towards you? they're an idiot and they've got no clue who they're talking to.

but if someone dares to bother you beyond just making you mildly irritated and/or upset– if someone makes you cry?

DAWGGG,, ALL HELL IS BREAKING LOOSE. nevermind if you insist you're fine or that you can deal with it yourself. he's asking for full names, addresses, details– he's revenge motivated. anything for you.

▸ ok moving onto normal fluff for the last bit (ﾉ)'ω`(ヾ)

corny. corny. corny.

he's incredibly endearing with his earnesty as he tries to expresses his adoration for you... but also very cheesy and dorky when it comes to showing you affection.

it's sickeningly sweet, the way he stammers over every compliment, trying to explain how much he loves every bit of you.

giving him a genuine compliment back to shut him up has him nearly fainting.

johnathan likes getting verbal reassurance and praise,, but he's much better at showing his affection via physical touch– of course, only if you don't mind. doesn’t wanna make you uncomfortable!!

but if you're comfy, he ends up craving physical affection as well– i talked abt this in these headcanons but IM BRINGING IT UP AGAIN AS PART OF TOUCHSTARVED JOHNATHAN NATION.

one day, you're leaning into his side sitting close to him on your couch. your cheek rests against his shoulder while your fingers are gently tracing his arm up and down, brushing against his skin with a feather-light touch, absentmindedly. he squirms a little beneath your touch, the room being too quiet for his liking.

"so... what are you doing?" he asks, glancing over at you.

"guess." you reply, not looking up.

you're tracing... something. he can't seem to get why though.

"oh uh- okay." he thinks for a moment, a bit puzzled. after a second, he perks up, piecing it together slowly in his head.

"are you tracing a letter?" johnathan asks curiously.

you nod silently.

"okay, okay– uh... L?"

another nod.

"O?"

nodding again, there's a small smile on your face.

"V? ...oh–" he chuckles slightly, now understanding what you were spelling.

he's amused at your strange way of affection. guess he isn't the only one capable of being sappy.

you laugh softly, finally tracing an E on the skin of his forearm, followed by a U and a little heart <3

"you could've just told me, y'know." in spite of his words, he knows that he likes this. you and your silly ways of showing that you care. the ways you tell him that he's cherished.

you huff, giving him a light smack on his arm. "you're no fun." your eyeroll does little to conceal the grin growing on your face.

he flinches from the playful hit. "owww..."

(YOU TWO ARE SILLY 2GETHER!! SILLY NATION!!!!)

[poishy]

Feelin kinda down so fuck it- how about some burnt bread hcs if you got any?

If not, how about disco kid?

~ fan-mans

hope u feel better soon bro ! also HELL YEAH BURNT BREAD !!!!!!!! one of my favorites :3

so where does it all begin? well.... (under the cut bc its Long)

aran didnt actually have to use any of dirty tricks to take joe down, so they didn't start off on that bad of a foot, or a bad foot at all. (fighting is par for the course for this sport, of course.)

that being said though, you still see n hear things ab eachother, and have assumptions as a result. Aran initally sees joe as a snobby, wimpy man, and joe aran as a scary, unpredictable brute.

eventually, however, aran starts looking at joe... a little differently. he pranks him a lot because yknow. its funny. but joe doesnt seem to mind it at all... in fact, he takes his pranks really well, and it makes aran see strong joe is in a way and how much of a sense of humor he has.

joe at the other hand, noticed that aran, outside the ring, was actually fairly tame, outside of his pranks of course. it helped a lot with mellowing his perception of him. combine this joe's many hobbies and aran's try-everything attitude, and youve got the start of a click !

news of their little budding relationship spreads around the minor- and world circuit, and kaiser begins to take notice ab how joe talks ab aran, how hed normally b horrified at the prospect of him being anywhere NEAR him.

so one day, in all his eternal german grace, he says...

''well if you love him so much, why don't you two kiss, hm?''

and joe hadnt gotten that thought out of his head since.

as for disco kid hcs, ive already told most of them so ill talk ab how the minor circuit reacted to joe wanting to confess to aran instead !!

disco, albeit kinda scared of aran, is ecstatic for joe, wishes him luck and wants to know EVERYTHING about how it went afterward

i imagine hippo would be pretty whatever about it. guy isnt too concerned ab peoples love lifes. wishes him luck like disco tho.

meanwhile kaiser? ''Eh, it is your funeral''

I imagine the world circuit wouldn't be as close with eachother seeing as how theyre busier n likely more hounded by journalists, but they do know in broad terms what goes on in the lives of eachother.

so macho catches wind of aran's crush, and he basically shittalks joe to arans face

''I know everyone's standards are too high for you, but joe's just a sad bar, even for you.''

Aran, not even reacting to the dig against him, starts ranting to macho about how joe is admirable as all hell for getting back up after 99 losses, and how that must mean he has a real love and respect for the sport. He even boldly exclaims that joe arguably works harder than macho, the victories who seems to come so easily to him.

macho eventually leaves, deciding aran's not worth his precious time.

aran then turns around, and OMG HE SEES JOE STANDING THERE !!!!!

anyway he heard all about what aran said (thats right, overhearing ooc conversations and miscommunication happening is OUT, overhearing conversations and gaining respect for someone is IN), and confesses right there and then. aran, hearing prolly the most romantic speech thats ever been directed to him in his entire life, is at a loss for words. He can't say anything other than ''of course, joey.''

and thats the start of their relationship :3

as for other misc hcs that dont fit anywhere else...

one time, when cleaning out aran's jacket pockets (joe's a bit of a neat freak), he found... a bunch of lint. But also !! he found a ton of crumpled up notes. They included phrases for the ring, comedic poems... but they also had affirmations for himself, about his family, but also about joe. joe, sans the lint, left the pockets as is. ever since then though, he's felt closer to him than ever.

joe will often try to pick up aran like a princess. considering hes still decently muscled, he can do it succesfully.

joe loves baking, especially bread, but aran will ALWAYS manage to set something on fire. think spencer from icarly.

they infodump to eachother ab their respective countries histories and folk tales, joe esp ab the former n aran ab the latter.

one time, joe and aran set out for a night walk. then, they (or rather aran) thought he heard a banshee screech. what they actually heard prolly was a car tire screeching in the distance. aran, however, was never the less scared SHITLESS and ran tf home, screaming highpitched. He had to be comforted by joe all night after they got home.

aran loves going to theme parks. he loves the rush. joe, however, hates the tall rides like the rollercoasters, n prefers the calmer rides like the teacups. They have a ''goes onto the rollercoaster alone'' x ''holds the persons stuff while theyre gone'' dynamic.

they rly like singing duets together, especially after a couple drinks. wine in joe's case and beer in arans case. theyve sang at macho's parties before as well, and needless to say they make for great entertainment.

aran often sends joe cursed memes n selfies that joe just Does Not understand

''aran, i will Not hold feet with you, zat's disgusting''

''come on joey..... do ye love me or not......''

[pearlescentparade]

Ik u don't take requests involving skins but if u don't mind I will still rant about them. I present to you: Jesterspace x reader. Look I really love jesters so imagine my reaction when I learned that my FAVORITE character has a JESTER skin!!!!(later I cried bc it wasn't available at the time)

OKAY SO OBVIOUSLY THIS HEAVILY HEADCANONED AND OOC!!!! Also. Very short. I think.

What if he's a spirit or something? Similar to pennywise!! Besides the uh killing part, I imagine him way more sillier and whimsical than regular Subspace!! Of course, he still has poison and cruelty, this is Subspace we're talking about. but besides them he LOOOOVVEEESS to mess with people!! In carnivals he scares the shit out of his poor victim, laughs manically then instantly gets frustrated and upset if you're not laughing alongside him. He's a jester, he's not doing his job correctly if none is laughing!! He's awfully comical and dramatic but also creepy and unsettling. He's just That One Weird guy from the carnival!!!

One way you could get his attention is by, obviously, not laughing. You met him at the carnival, he tried to do, in your opinion that he was easily offended by, "a cheap trick". After that he was just sticking around with you. For some reason he can't just let you go, leaving a bad impression as a jester.....hit him the wrong way, y'know? Like a curse!!! At first he will probably hate you for that but later on he sees it as a game! He does every trick he knows to get at least a TINSY bit of a chuckle from you, but alas, never gets it. Also, including silly lil scenario!!! At first he would be surprised but that would quickly change to anger if he saw you watching tv and laughing at some dumb comedy. He would try similar jokes on you since you like them so much!!! but the way he does it so pessimistically is so obvious.

He promises himself he'll eat your ass after he manages to make you laugh but...maybe he should stick around longer. For funsies!!! He still finds you interesting and....tons of other things he would rather not say.

OMG ,,, the thought of this malevolent spirit who js refuses to leave u alone bc u havent laughed at one of his jokes yet like legit following you home and messing with your place UGHHHDH HED BE SO ANNOYING CAN WE KILL HIM!!! /silly /lh

imagine having someone over while this evil ass spirit is inhabiting your place n ur laughing at THEIR jokes that arent even HALF as funny as his and he js goes ballistic like ur lights are flickering, doors are swinging open and slamming closed, and things are being thrown like its straight out of paranormal activity

[wrongcaitlyn]

I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT LETO LOVING MUSICALS AHHHH

She's definitely a Disney girlie, and maybe I'm projecting here, but her favorite Disney movie is definitely Cinderella (Beauty and the Beast is a close second)

I'm definitely projecting here but she loves Sweeney Todd!!

If I remember correctly from the timeline you posted a while back, Apollo was born in the early 80s/late 70s (pls tell me if I'm wrong) which means that he was way too young for Sweeney Todd but I like to think that Leto went around the house singing By the Sea or Pretty Women

And now I can't stop thinking about Apollo winning a Tony Award at some point in the future bc musically obsessed Leto definitely would've pushed it onto Apollo (and bro does not mind, it's what motivated him to pursue music‼️‼️)

ANYWAYS AGAIN IDK HOW OOC THIS IS HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT 🫶🫶🫶

i feel like i need to do a deep dive into musicals bc it is just SO in character for apollo to love them, and would be pushing my egot plot line even further😭😭😭 but unfortunately i don’t know sweeney todd so i will add watching a yt video abt it to my to do list🫡🫡

AND YES YES YES SHE IS. cinderella and beauty and the beast are just suchhh classics and u just know that. despite the horrendous inaccuracies. the hercules soundtrack SLAYS. i mean just imagining apollo singing go the distance during karaoke or showing the movie to will😭😭

i feel like leto lovesss the classics. classic literature, movies, something good and old and pretty much undeniably well written. probably part of the reason she wanted to choose a name from mythology for apollo, and zeus (which same as nico’s father i don’t rlly consider zeus, but like, another name that i do not know) just went with apollo bc like yeah musician!!! that’s gonna be a good stage name!!!! and leto’s like ummm okay that’s not the reason but i do like the name, so.

HES DEF WINNING A TONY ONE DAY. i will 100% be writing something of the egot plotline even though it may not be a fully fledged fic like talk ur talk or greatest of luxuries, maybe a one shot or like 2-3 chapters, we’ll see. i just absolutely love the idea of them coming together and writing a fuckin musical it’d be so incredible😭

[pepsiiwho]

Oh, you KNOW I was made for the hate wins ask game. Could I get uhhhhhhhhhhhh 1, 5, 6, 7 & 16, please? <3 I would ask you more, but I feel like that's excessive, and I need to get to work now. Okay, love u, bye, see you when I get home <333

sigh. Don't touch me.

I don't have a single fandom I'm known for or particularly attached to right now, so ill just jump around as i feel.

THE CHARACTER EVERYONE GETS WRONG

I am self appointed idiot who makes every character i get my grubby little hands on ooc. Because of this, I can't say for sure that any characterization I see of my faves is objectively WRONG because my own ideal version of them is surely not right. Now, having been an adult and saying all this I can say with the utmost confidence this award must go to Claude Von Riegan [FE3H] just by virtue of how he's probably one of the more popular characters i adore and as such gets the brunt of the bullshit.

I hate when people write him as this flirty, overly charming guy. Claude cannot flirt his way out of a clear bag and he is paranoid as shit. He isn't seducing your white prince and dragging him down to the dark (ha) side. He also doesn't strike me as someone who's deeply curious about other house's gossip because he actually cares. Claude stays in the know because not knowing is a blind-spot he can't allow himself to have. Screams. its whatever.

5. WORST DISCORD SERVER AND WHY

Worst discord I was ever in ... hard toss up between the ye-olden HQ discord servers or the one dmcl one I was in? Surprisingly, as far as I experienced it, both had very nice people in it on the whole. But the sad truth is too many cooks in the kitchen fucks up the simple soup-- which is to say, having so many other fans with different [WRONG] interpretations was annoying.

I can't deal with not having complete control or like, a general understanding with the people around me in fandom discussions so these servers were just, by their own nature, places I was never meant to be in. [Spits] What do you mean CLAUDE would wanna join the BL class. Go to hell.

6. WHICH SHIP FANS ARE THE MOST ANNOYING? WHY?

Short answer? sylvix. Long answer? Regardless of the fandom, the fans of the biggest most accepted ship [canon or otherwise] will always be the loudest and most annoying imo.

When you've never had to work for your food you get comfortable fast and complain more. Its a natural byproduct of being lucky enough to deeply enjoy the lowest common denominator. In most cases, regardless of fandom-- whatever reigns supreme brings the biggest headaches with it. But If this is still too general then... mmm.. people who ship objectively canon ships because their imaginations can be too small and they'll find rare-pairs odd, weird or even stupid to be into. Many a time I've had someone tell me "they've never even spoken tho.." as if that was a needed component of every ship. They're tiresome people with tiresome arguments. But it's whatever <- she is the most annoying bitch alive.

7. WHICH CHARACTER DID FANON RUIN FOR YOU?

This one is really interesting honestly. I'm usually pretty ambivalent about anyone that isn't in the blorbo pile or the poison pit.... but.... maybe Dedue or Ferdinand? Dedue because f3h fans racism and Ferdinand because he was always someone shipped with Hubert and little else. I think its sad, both ,men have so much going for them too. I'll put Tsukishima on this list as well because he was my number one and ruined by fandom. Actually no put like 90% of the HQ cast here actually hq Fandom sucks ass and ruins every cool guy. it's a bitch.

16. YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND WHY SO MANY PEOPLE LIKE THIS THING

God. I'm such a hater.,... this could really go on forever... Okay, I swat at the hornets nest for this one. fics over 100k. 9 times out of ten, they're not good. Quantity/=/ Quality. Usually most of the word count is just used for shit you didn't even come to the story for. That's fine, I respect any writer who can even make that much of ANYTHING, but people who can read it (and more so ACTIVELY search for it) are odd to me.

I've been worrying on this for a few days and mellowed out since I started so nothing is tooo grating or bitchy here. Look guys I'm kind and sweet forever. Enjoy. Huzzah.

[sl-ut]

i literally asked u guys about thoughts on new obx content from me like 30 secs ago but

i was just thinking about what kind of reader i like best with each of them

for jj i think the whole pogue x kook thing is so so so cute and idc if it makes him sorta ooc (to me, it adds plot bc jj is obv gonna have some issues with his rich bitch early on). they meet while he's working for her parents or at the beach or something? i feel like there would need to be a direct reason for them to interact, he's not about to walk right up to any kook just for fun, and i sure as hell wouldn't be strutting up to him without reason lol.

for john b, i picture him with reader who is (for plot purpose ofc, idrc what ur situations are irl this is just for fun) not a kook, but also not quite a pogue. they don't really say much about it in the show but i imagine there must be some kind of middle class in the obx, like the situation can't just be ur rich or ur poor. reader would be semi-new to obx (i've been thinking this plot up so much like i'll have to elaborate on it later but) and becomes friends with the pogues at some point. reader is very inspired by s1 cassie howard where she's just a certified lovergirl and has frfr daddy issues and doesn't think jb would like her but she's so so so so wrong. like they're really good friends and he has constant heart eyes for her but she just doesn't see them?

for pope i like the vibe of a touron. he has such a poor track record with girls, but then he meets reader during her summer vacation at the boneyard is immediately in love, they have such a cute little summer fling and then both cry when she has to leave? they text and snap all year long and then she comes back the next summer and they're just so sweet and wholesome. maybe she's a little bit edgier than him so they balance each other out and the pogues think its so funny that he seems like a completely different person when she's around.

with kie i can't see her with anyone other than a pogue. i'll be real, her whole "i'm not a cook thing" is just so annoying to me like just accept ur privilege and sit down girl-but anyways, i can't see her interested in dating a kook. maybe they're not really friends, per se, but they run in similar circles and just happen to know each other from afar. they really connect when they both attend the same beach clean up and there's not enough pokey sticks to go around so they decide to share, and kie is so whipped after that. it's not hard to convince her friends to get along with reader, bc they literally already do, and they're v sweet. reader probably hangs out at the wreck during kie's shifts and just loiters so her dad hands her a bucket and makes her bus tables instead of taking advantage of the free refills (and he gives her a cut of the tips). kie is a v stubborn girly so i can see some conflict with these two but since it's my story they usually come to a middle ground where they can.

i'm torn with sarah, bc on one hand, a pogue!reader is so fun bc she could be a sugar mommy to them and sarah would be able to escape from her shitty family, but on the other hand... hear me out. we've seen her with a pogue, and her and jb are great but i have this image of leighton and tatum from the sex lives of college girls where sarah would be so enamoured by a reader who was somehow even kookier than she was, minus tatum being sorta a shitty person. i'm still back and forth between the two, but i'm open to suggestions.

i'm sorry but rafe would not be interested in dating anyone but a kook. he may be down to hook up with some tourons and maybe the occasion pogue, but c'mon guys he literally thinks pogues were made to serve him, so him making one his actual gf is sooooo unlikely and v ooc for him? idk i guess in my head there is some way that you can make him canon!rafe and also more romantic? like he's def vvvvvv toxic no matter what but still.

that is all, lmk what you think :))))

[advnterccs-archive]

-sends my URL in with a plate of frog-shaped cookies-

SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING || accepting

DO I FOLLOW THEM?: ofc I do 💙 We've been mutuals for a whole year now !! and even if it doesn't feel like all that time has passed, i've enjoyed every single minute of it ! not only getting to interact with you here on tumblr, but also developing everything through discord ! you've been a big part of my days and the reason why i have a smile on my face ! whether it's bc we're talking OOC or because of something our muses are doing ^.^

WHY DID I FOLLOW THEM?:  I took one look at the muse page, saw Rick and Morty AND Gravity Falls, i was like "oh fuck yes !!" and it was an instant follow from then on xD then i realized how cool you were and how eager you were to jump on the silly little idea i had about having two C-137 Ricks exist at the same time and i just knew you were the best from then on xD

DO WE ROLE PLAY?: The better question is when do we not roleplay ? xD i think we pretty much roleplay whenever we get the chance and i enjoy it bc i love how our muses talk with each other, whether it's canon or out of canon shenanigans

DO I WANT TO ROLE PLAY WITH THEM: Always 🥰🥰🥰 i can't imagine not roleplaying with you, obviously IRL stuff comes first, but i'm always willing to be patient and wait, and i know you're the same way !!

AN AU IDEA FOR OUR MUSES: i don't have any 😩 but i do have a plot idea for you. I don't know if you've heard of the movie / show Fantasy Island (a whole island that brings ones fantasies to come alive), the show was more lighthearted but the movie about it is a horror movie. Anyway, i'm thinking more of the horror aspect >:D imagine the Ricks & Mortys go to a dimension where it's like Fantasy Island-esque, ones wildest dreams come true, it's like a resort and things go well. That is until not only their dreams come true, but their nightmares come alive 🤭🤭

A SONG FOR OUR MUSES:  you know i always have songs for our muses but i just can't think of any right now, at least not for these set of muses 👀 i do have a song for a certain ship of ours, i'll link it here and maybe you can guess who i'm thinking about xD paparazzi by kim dracula

DO I SHIP OUR MUSES?:  Yess !! ofc !! Not only on this blog but all of my other blogs as well xD it's always surprising how well our muses fit together, it leaves me stunned that we managed to find all of our muses each other's soulmates u-u especially the Ricks and Mortys, like everything they do is soulmate behavior and i love to see it xD

WHAT I THINK ABOUT THE MUN: Scotty, you're gonna have to excuse me for getting a little sappy here xD i can't help it !! I've said it many times before and I know you keep saying i'm biased (even if i am just a little 🤭) but it's true and I mean it when I say I think you're the most amazing person I've ever met. You're a great writer and you inspire me so much. As a friend and partner, you've been there for me when things went to shit in my IRL and you've shown me so much support that i'm so grateful for it !! I'm really happy to have met you and you're very special to me uwu !! I hope that we can know each other for a long, long time bc you're someone i can't imagine not knowing 💙💜

OVERALL OPINION:  A great mun and an excellent person ! Very great selection of muses as well that are fully developed and fleshed out. Also i really really like them so pls go follow them or i'll hunt you down and make you follow them 😤😤😤

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