#please enjoy your stay <3 !!!! we're genuinely in this together

[jackshiccup]

hi there! sorry for such the long ask, but as someone who was super into Hijack/ROBTD back into 2012-14 time (was ripped away from tumblr for several years bc of home trauma) seeing blogs like yours still active literally sends waves of nostalgia wash over me - i���ve been scrolling through your blog seeing all these new and old posts from nearly 10 years ago, seeing active Hijack fanartists/writers and ROBTD weeks still going on (when i used to be part of them im 2013/14) has genuinely brought tears into my eyes. i’m 23 now and just going on here has healed a part of 13 year-old me who was ripped away from this comfort. so what i really wanted to say is, thank you and i wish you all the joy, happiness and love in the world <3

oh my gosh please don't apologize, thank you for sending such a sweet message !! believe or not i'm actually in the exact same boat as you so it warms my heart so much knowing i'm not the only one going through extreme levels of nostalgia visiting the hijack / frostcup (is this what they're called these days) fandom again... if i think too hard about how much i've missed it my stomach starts hurting bc i have so many memories of robtd from when i was 13 too 🤧

i hope you're doing much better these days. i'm beyond glad i was able to provide you with some comfort through this silly blog ;; (maybe i would even suggest re-watching the movies for maximum comfort hehe) again, thank you so much for sending an ask, you made my night. i'm also wishing you love and happiness and that more parts of you are healing :)🌷<3!!

[widevibratobitch]

almost made a very insensitive post but i Stopped <3

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Some replies, mostly about miss Jamil Viper! But also some other stuff.

Anonymous asked:

I feel deprived of the twst women, Ryu! Give us something! I can't be only anon asking for more of the genderswap!twst characters!

For the record: we received this ask pretty much as I was finishing up that Jamil drawing we posted yesterday, so Anon, your timing is insane lol Your wish was granted!

But also, we’re going to post some fem!AzuIde soon + I have a couple of asks of genderswap hcs… I hope to get to them asap too.

For some reason I am always surprised when people are so excited to see the girlies. Thank you for reminding us that you love and want them.

Anonymous asked:

My pansexual ass after seeing your latest Jamil art: "I am not okay."

Really hope we're diving back into the twst girls because DAMN are they hot.

I’m sorry, Anon! Stay strong!! <3

Like I already replied to another Anon, we’ll definitely have another twst girl post soon (not sure when though). Not sure if it counts as diving back into them; I feel like it’s always been “a treat every now and then” kind of deal, but I love these girls dearly, so I’m glad that you give us extra motivation to post them more.

Anonymous asked:

miss viper are you single? 🥺 if not, i think i could also make for a good pet...

Anon… I feel you 😔 I wonder how often Jamil encounters people being willing to be her pets lol It’s so easy to picture her confused yet annoyed face.

(Thank you btw!! I’m happy I drew her so...dateable)

Anonymous asked:

Jamil is a great asset to the team

Indeed! It certainly boosts everyone’s morale… until it starts distracting everyone lol

Anonymous asked:

Are those the twst ladies I see? MT EYES HAVE BEEN BLESSED! Please do more of them in cosplay, I'm eating this up!

(this is related to a genderswap cosplay reply from this post)

Thank you!! I wish I could draw everything, but, unfortunately, that would take too much time lol So it’s all up for your imagination!

I have another ask related to this topic, so I’ll post more thoughts about it at some point in the future.

Anonymous asked:

Rook and Vil would be so beautiful as Gomez and Morticia, even though it IS a bit predictable for Vil's taste. But do you think that the boys would get along with the Addams family?

Both Gomez and Kalim are already bottomless pits of energy and friendliness on their own, imagine them together in the same room. Azul and Gomez are also a funny combination. Here's a new rich businessman Azul could try to learn from, only to discover that his approach to making money is mostly luck-based. Sorry Azul, he's just that good.

Or maybe they would all just be put off by Gomes and Morticia's pda                                    

Honestly, I feel like a lot of them would get along with them pretty nicely. For starters, Vil would enjoy Morticia’s company a lot, I think they would genuinely become besties because: not only they’re a pretty good match personality-wise, but also both are into botany/potion stuff + apparently both have experience in fencing… Somehow, their wavelengths align pretty neatly. Of course, it’s safe to assume that Rook would be allured by Morticia too, but let’s be honest, Rook would be charmed and be able to befriend the entire household, Lurch included.

Oh god, Gomez and Kalim would have hilarious friendship. Kalim would look so out of place surrounded by all the grim and spooky goodness of the Addams’ house, but it’s like he doesn’t even notice that he’s sitting in front of a guillotine and on top of a coffin. He’s just laughing because that Gomez guy is so funny and friendly, and he’s happy to make new friends with such a fun family! Also Kalim would feel sudden urge to see Jamil after seeing Gomez’ and Morticia’s pda lol

As I read your reply, it was so easy to imagine poor Azul giving himself pep-talk in front of the mirror. Keep it together, Azul! Yes, he is eccentric, but you have to befriend this man! (but then he’ll learn about the luck thing and dip 😭 very rude guy…)

Hm… I think Lilia would also like Morticia a lot, but maybe it’s just because she kind of seems like his type 😳 And of course because Diasomnia dorm looks like an Addams’ house already lol Actually, all of the Diasomnia boys would probably enjoy their time together.

A lot of the boys would be kind of embarrassed to witness pda though, but especially all the first years (minus Ortho) and Idia. If Idia is for some weird reason present, he’d probably complain about the straight normies :( But I can’t see him hating these two, so I think even he will get charmed to some degree after freaking out a little for some time lol

[lunarleonardo]

Ok, quick question, do you have an idea for how long you want Love Letter to be? Because I genuinely need a vague idea of how long it's going to be until the comfort because IM DYING. I NEED A RESOLUTION, PLEASE. YOU DONT EVEN HAVE TO TELL ME WHAT YOU'VE PLANNED OR ANYTHING, JUST AN APPROXIMATE ESTIMATE FOR HOW MANY CHAPTERS THE FIC WILL BE. I don't usually read stuff this gruesome, so I'm like suffering right now because of my own dumbassness because I need a happy ending. I'm slowly dying from the suspense. I eat your content up every time, and like out of the maybe 4 or 5 fics you recently have made on the saiouma tag, I've only recently realized you wrote them all. YOU WERE LITERALLY THE SAME PERSON AND I WAS JUST SHOCKED. (How are they pumping these out left and right?? What type of stuff do they think about to come up with this stuff? How do they stay so serious when writing?)<- genuine thoughts I had a few weeks ago. ANYWAYS, keep up the good work. I'll be waiting in dread until the comfort comes, but I'll still be eating the love letter chapters whenever they come out no matter what. Also, please shuichi do not cannibalize yourself. Please. Do not. That last paragraph in chapter 9 has e so worried.

Hi sorry! I would have answered this much sooner, but I got stuck in an Uno game that lasted for over an hour. BUT I'm finally free (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

I'm expecting Love Letter to be at least 20 chapters or so. There will be two more nighttime segment chapters (Shuichi's pov), and the rest will be the daytime segments with Kokichi and Maki. We're nearing the end of this arc, and after that, the recovery will start. I won't give away too much, but we're drawing ever closer! ^_^ As for an estimate until the recovery chapters... I'd say at least 7 or 8...? Maybe?? I don't have the last few days planned out chapter-wise, so we'll have to see for that one ;o; it's at least over 5

If you can't stomach the gruesome bits, I really don't recommend reading the fic (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠) at least not the nighttime segments. Don't force yourself to read anything that makes you uncomfortable or ill!!

I can answer those three questions!

I have a lot of free time @_@ . Whenever I'm bored, I start writing. I have sooo many ideas and I love to share them! Everyone has been so supportive, and it's given me the confidence to post more and more of my stuff :) I write a lot and I write fast lol

Ever since I was little, I enjoyed the darker parts of fiction. I enjoy whump especially :p so I'm always thinking about different whump tropes and applying them to my favs. I also take a lot of inspiration from music and games-- M5DP was born between my replaying Your Turn To Die and an event that happened in a roleplay between me and my gf. The base idea for Fever Frost was born from the third Wings of Fire book, and reinforced with Kitchen Fork by Jack Conte. Impermanent Attachment happened because I found it funny to give Shuichi a gun, but also mostly because I had a Komahina timeloop fic I wanted to write for ao3 and just never got the confidence to at the time. (If anyone wants me to go more in depth with how I put these fics together, just ask. I have lots of notes o_O) I'm ALWAYS thinking and having ideas ^_^ trust me i would have way more fics up if i came to ao3 with the confidence to post my mer / vampire / dragons fics

? Honestly I'm not sure what this means, sorry QwQ I've been writing since my hands could touch a keyboard. I submitted a Pokémon fanfic for one of my 1st grade creative writing assignments. I take every story as seriously as the writer wants me to, and in the case of my own fics, there are some parts where the tone is serious and some parts where it's just like "wtf is going on". That "two late!" joke in Love Letter wasn't planned at ALL, it only happened because the idea made me giggle ;P

Anyhow, thank you!! Dread is a good emotion to have when it comes to Love Letter updates <3 /j I PROMISE the comfort will come. I cannot physically handle an unhappy ending,, or at the very least a hopeful one xD

As for Shuichi... well. I can't promise anything. O_o

[autisticempathydaemon]

Greetings, I was referred to try these matchups by a friend of mine who had roped the rest of our house into their shenanigans so here I am: 1. Currently, it's Whose Honey Are You by Fats Waller, particularly:

"Please tell me, Have you really made your mind up Who it's gonna be? Don't you think, before we wind up, We're terrific, you and me!" it reminds me of an old club I met my spouse in and it's been coming back to my mind recently. 2. My enneagram type is Type Eight, the challenger. 3. Not truly, I enjoy documentaries but those kinds of videos ain't my cup of tea. I'm more inclined towards music. 4. I did not have an imaginary childhood friend, not that one I can remember anyways, it's been some time since I was a child. 5. Typically I don't sleep as much but I do like to do so after reading for a bit. 6. I would change it to Leopold. I don't have much of reason, I just like the name 7. I happen to like Aaron's "Your Tsundere Boss Boyfriend wants to talk" audio, it feels real in a sense and shows a lot of maturity in handling a relationship that I appreciate seeing. 8. I don't seem to get the appeal behind David Shaw, he just seems too much like a tough head and needs to get his ass beat 9. Despite their quality, I do like the Hallmark drama movies, not because I enjoy them but they're just fun to mock as I watch them. One that I know is "Til Death Do Us Part: An Aurora Teagarden Mystery" on account of how much a friend of mine watched it while I was around. 10. I do like Aaron, he's has a good head on his shoulders, I can see myself having a good talking with him over dinner. 11. I usually talk about history when I ramble, I've learned enough where I can speak on it and if I'm caught in a mood then I would be caught rambling for too long 12. I don't much indulge in that kinda food, I'm more inclined to a home-cooked meal. Something like Jambalaya would do well for me. 13. My favorite playlist would have to be one my spouse set up for me with my favorite Jazz musicians in there, I listen to it here and there. 14. I suppose the answer to this would be the same to number eight, which is hallmark movies. 15. Something else that I feel could help you to know about me is that...I like having people in my life, I don't act like it much but I do appreciate them all. I also play the Cello and I run my own shop for charms and occult items.

Hmmm… actually, let’s be real. That “hmmm…” is not real, because it’s so obvious who your match would be. How could I pair you with anyone but Camelopardalis?

Like, you like to talk about history? Awesome, Cam was there for the history (because I will believe he’s old as hell until god tells me otherwise.) You like maturity, honesty, and transparency in your relationships? Cam’s literally a therapist; I would hope he’s got all those on lock. I think your personalities and your lifestyles would be instantly compatible, and you two would connect queerplatonically or romantically with ease.

Oh, and what an easy, lovely life it would be, Cam being a perfect fit in your household. He’d get along so well with your spouse, as he strikes me as an amicable person to get along with. He loves jazz and the sound of your cello; perhaps you two even play together. (I could see Camelopardalis having picked up the piano in all of his years.) He’s an avid reader with a huge collection, so he frequently shares with you, giving you good recommendations for things to read before bed. He loves to loiter around the shop and watch you work, maybe watching the till while you’re in the back or knitting behind the counter on slower days. (Really, the only point of disagreement I could think of is that he genuinely, unironically loves Hallmark movies.)

Song:

Like a song of love that clings to me/ How the thought of you does things to me/ Never before has someone been more/ Unforgettable/ In every way/ And forevermore/ That's how you'll stay

One, it’s a jazz love song classic- the jazz love song classic, if you will. It’s also sweet, singable, and a little somber, perfect for slow dancing in the shop while the rain keeps the customers and bad things away. Two. I couldn’t resist, given Cam’s job in memory modification; it was too punny.

Runner-ups:

Hmm, so James was a pretty compelling option for you. I like his vibes as a match, but he strikes me as more of a platonic, social companion than a romantic one. Vega is a runner-up, because imagining him in your occult shop is really funny and charming. Like, that’s a sitcom right there.

note: @mr-laveau come get yo juice

Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌

[just6f]

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[daybreakrising]

AAAAAaaaaa, LAURI!! Why did I follow? I would've gotten smitten by the gods of sanity and insanity alike if I waited any longer. I don't know why I waited, I genuinely don't— but I kick myself for it every day still, because you have been a total favorite since I followed you. I know our parents tell us that we shouldn't pick favorites in life, but to hell with that. Okay, okay, but wait, wait, I gotta get to the first part, well, first. I followed you because I'd seen you countless times through Charlie, and I'd always been fond of what I'd seen. I'd read your Beisht, your Wriothesley, I'd seen your Cyno, Razor, Beidou, a tiny little snippet of Blade (he was more recent muse!!) and numerous of your others, and I enjoyed what I saw, but I especially loved reading what you always wrote, your phrasing, your flow. There's such an... ease of eloquence to your writing that I love to read over, and over (and you know that I do). That was what struck me along with your portrayals— the inherent ease with which you write, Lauri.

And what kept me, I remember, was (before anything else) the promise of Menogias. But then came the foundation of what glued us together more firmly than anything else ever could, like damn Gorilla Glue: Kafblade. That's what really had me stay, this dynamic that I'm unsure I could ever write with anyone else anymore, simply because of how thoroughly you've engraved your Blade into my head, and Kafka's. I can't imagine writing her without him in my head as an intrinsic part of her now. But of course, not just that, I also stay for the promise of more dynamics, because you're a fantastic writer, one of my favorites, but that doesn't end at just the writer, that continues to the person. We mesh better than I could've anticipated, we mirror one another in salt, but even talking life with you comes so easily. So— I stay, because yes, you've become one of my favorites, and you can't escape me (or that reality). Suffer me always, please. <3

compulsory start to this reply of: sae what the f-

why do you always do this to me. you know i cannot handle compliments and yet you throw them at me endlessly pls i beg you i cannot take this

pls imagine me shaking you like that gif you frequently send to me when we talk kafblade. bc. i adore you even when you force me to accept nice things. i will, therefore, begrudgingly accept your compliments about my writing. but only bc it's you (charlie also gets away with it. enjoy your privileges)

ah, yes. the promise of menogias that we have yet to fully run with (yes, i'm calling you out again, but pls know i'm not serious, ilu). but seriously, 100% same. your kafka is so ingrained in my blade now that i just. it's always her.

and you're one of my favourites too <3 you earned that spot when you spent multiple days talking to me until 3-4am (sometimes even later bc we're insane-) about literally anything and everything. suffer ME always, please.

[oro-junestar]

no to what, exactly? our human rights? our right to medical care? our right to be recognized as human, and as ourselves? gee no fucking wonder "my ilk" despise you.

LGB are not enemies with hetero people, we are enemies with homophobes. there's a huge difference. TQ+ people face the same oppression that gay people face around the world, if not worse. the U.S. government is actively legislating away our ability to enjoy sports, access life-saving medical care, and have our identities legally recognized. if the republican party wins this year, it will be the eradication of LGB and TQ+ people.

you call us a fucking "dogma" but we are simply people. we are simply not the gender we were assigned at birth, that's genuinely all there is to it. science agrees with our existence, and yet you refuse to understand because you want to stay living under a rock. it must be fucking miserable under there, imagine choosing to fester and rot in your own hatred instead of simply calling someone their correct preferred pronouns.

including TQ+ people in LGB spaces is greatly beneficial because 1. many TQ+ people are LGB themselves, 2. many TQ+ people are generally great people and supportive friends, 3. they can work together with greater power to fight against homophobia, and 4. diversity, friendship, and inclusivity are just generally great values to uphold!!! we do literally nothing to hinder the movement. we want to help. we want to fight oppression and make change in society to bring a brighter, welcoming, peaceful future. what's wrong with that??

despite what the reactionaries and propagandists say, trans people don't actually get mad at you if you don't date them. everyone has dating preferences, that's fine!! it's fine to date the same sex, no one is denying that. it only becomes a problem if you start deliberately misgendering us, showing genuine hate and disgust at the fact that we're trans, and going on transphobic tirades. in that case we'll get pissed, and rightfully so.

your ideology has EVERYTHING to do with hatred. the fact that you reduce our existence down to an "ideology" or "dogma" is blatant dehumanization. you know what you fucking are, don't try to cover it up. how about you take a moment to reflect on what you're really trying to do? clearly you don't give a shit about what LGB people want, you just want to exclude trans people because you irrationally hate us.

one of the best things about people is that we have the ability to embrace our differences while working together to fight oppression. but you, you despise people who are different from you, and that's what drives your obsession with hating us. from one human to another, i urge you to rethink what you're doing, try to look at things with a lens of kindness instead of bitter hatred. i'm not just words on a screen, i'm just a guy who's sick and tired of hearing people like you deny my fundamental existence.

i was confused and transphobic like you years ago. i would not want to live anymore if i had not been saved by my trans friend. i know people can change, and i know you can change too. please, stop this hatred. i know you can do better.

By cutting out the TQ+, you also cut out:

-Intersex people

-Two-spirit gays and other culturally connected gays

-Gender nonconforming people

-Those who are questioning their sexuality

-Gays, lesbians, and bi's who are supportive of trans people

-Millions of kind, loving, supportive humans who have gone through indescribable, traumatic abuse and wish to build a safe, welcoming community

Why are you so eager to exclude and belittle people? Why do you tell them they 'don't know what real struggle looks like' when their healthcare, their future, and their lives are under attack? Do you truly value 'love', or do you just want to swat away as many people as possible? Why do you continue to hide under a rock and dig yourself deeper into festering hatred, when you can simply come out and support people who can help you?

Wouldn't it be easier to unite with our trans and nonbinary friends to help defeat the growing threat of genuine fascism in our country? Those conservative Christian nationalists and white supremacists who tell you you're "one of the good ones" would gladly turn around and shoot you in a heartbeat, because when they say they're fighting the 'woke gender ideology', they'll mutter in the same breath that you gays are 'degenerates', 'sodomites', and 'animals'. Why would you side with the villains, who see you the same way they see us?

We cannot let oppression continue in any form. We will all be on the winning side of history as we step closer to ending the cycle of hatred and bullying. Open your hearts and minds and you'll find that the everyone around you is just as human as you, and are more similar to you than you'd think. Trans people are people, just like you, and we need your help and support just as much as you need ours.

Isn't it neat how people who are supportive of all LGBTQ+ identities are also kinder, more loving, more empathetic, and more caring towards their friends and loved ones? Just something to think about.

Love wins. Trans rights are human rights.

[carlsainz]

𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 – 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒏 𝒉𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒔

summary: you're spending the summer at the hughes' lakehouse but things between you and quinn are not how they used to be.

pairing: quinn hughes x reader

requested: yes

warnings: none i think

a/n: hihi loveys, here i am with this request from oli !! i loved writing this one, hope y'all like it <3

if there are any mistakes please let me know, since it's not proofread. (just imagine THIS quinny in the cover as the quinny here)

word count: 4,7k

lowercase intended.

my requests are closed.

sitting on a chair at the huge backyard, you inhaled the clean air that you only found at the hughes' lake house. this house has always been your sanctuary in the summer, since you've been friends with the boys since childhood.

with eyes closed and lost in thoughts, enjoying the last moments of peace and quietness before everyone arrived, you didn't even notice ellen sitting beside you.

"hi honey, you ok?" she asked in a maternal tone.

"oh my god," you said, putting your hand on your chest, feeling your heart beating fast by being caught by surprise.

laughing at your reaction, ellen said "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to scare you."

"no, that's okay," you laughed too, "i was just lost in my own head, no big deal."

"you want to talk about whatever it's disturbing you?"

quickly weighing your options, you chose to talk. after all, ellen hughes has always been listening you since… well, since forever.

"there's this guy i…" you stopped and then sighed. "there's this guy i really like but i don't know if he likes me back. and i'm really confused because we had an arrangement, you know?" you were feeling your whole face burning with shame. ellen just nodded and you continued. "we spent some good months together, he's a spectacular guy. i love his friendship and company, he's the best person for a lot of things, specially marathon series with," you smiled. "as long as i want to stay with him, i know i can't take it anymore. it's too much to my heart, i can't keep hurting myself like that."

"so what did you do?"

"i told him i couldn't do this and ended that strange thing we had and he didn't say anything," you sighed. "i miss him every single day, i've been through hell to be honest. but it's for the best, i have to have some self love, right?"

"have you ever considered that this guy can like you too?"

"nah, there's no way."

"but how would you know?"

"i think if he really liked me back, he would've told me, we had plenty of time," you shrugged. "also, he could've called me or something during this time we're apart."

"oh dear," she sounded sad for you. "look, i'm not playing devil's advocate here but try to put yourself in his shoes. he can be a shy person or thinking the same way you're thinking."

"how?"

"well, he can be thinking you don't like him and never will," she started slowly caressing your back the way she always did. "that's one of the options for why he hasn't told you anything."

"i really think that's not possible but thank you for hearing me, mama hughes, i love you," you genuinely smiled this time.

"i'm here whenever you need, my dear. you just–"

she was interrupted by loud noises coming from the front of the house.

"here they are, i thought they were gonna take longer to arrive," she laughed.

"i'm glad they're here tho, they can help distract me."

"absolutely," she got up. "if you need to ask me something or just talk about what's in your head, you know where to find me."

"thank you very much," you said, getting up too.

"i love you, darling," she hugged you tightly and then headed to where the boys were gathering with all their things.

you looked at the lake one more time and followed her. as you expected, the living room was a confusion of voices and luggages. since the house was pretty big, all three boys always brought their friends to spend some time with them. jack always brings more people than anyone, he and his ntdp buddies are inseparable during summers.

this year, they were here again, of course. luke is with some of his friends from umich and quinn is alone.

quintin hughes. your guy. your best friend since forever and the boy you love for as long as you can remember. you were feeling nervous seeing him for the first time after you "broke up" with him. his hair was longer and his beard looked amazing. while looking at him, you had to tell yourself lots of times you couldn't caress his face or kiss his lips.

"earth to y/n" you heard. shaking your head to get back to reality, you looked at the person trying to talk to you.

"alex, oh my god i missed you so much!" you wrapped your arms around your best friend.

well, second best friend, since the first one is – or was – quinn.

"how are you doing, bug?"

"not so well," you replied, your voice lowering.

"that same thing?"

"yup," you let out a tired sigh. besides ellen, alex is the only one who knows everything about your situation with quinn. "but how are you? we haven't seen each other in a while, tell me everything."

turcs started telling you some basic things since you were still in the middle of the noisy living room while quinn watched from the other side of the room.

he was feeling nervous too, even more than you. as his mother said earlier, not knowing she was talking about her own son, he was, in fact, in love with you. nonetheless, he was afraid as hell of your reaction if he told you the truth. in his head, you were way out of his league. you're smart, lovely, gorgeous, funny, and a lot of other things. why would you look at him as more than a friend? besides, you've known him since you were kids and he didn't want to lose your friendship, but hey, surprise! it was ruined too now.

quinn thought he was lucky enough to have you as his friend with benefits, that thing of taking what you can. but of course it ended. he was heartbroken since the day you looked at his eyes and told you couldn't continue this. choosing to focus solely on hockey, he gave you space, not realizing you were waiting to see if he would do something different.

he was brought back to the moment at the sound of his mother's voice.

"okay everyone, enough with this mess here," she said and everyone went quiet. "let's organize the pairings to the bedrooms now."

quinn saw his mother grabbing your hand, since you were closer to her, and announce "y/n, you're with quinn this summer," she said. "i thought it was ok since you usually slept in the same bed here when you were younger?"

when he was ready to open his mouth and ask to change with someone else, you were already speaking.

"that's ok, mama hughes."

the rest of the room was clueless, except quinn and alex, of course. they were looking at you, thinking about why you did this.

the thing is, not even you know why you said it was ok. of course it wasn't, you couldn't sleep in the same bed as quinn after everything. but you'd think about it later.

ellen followed her list, designating pairs for the rooms, and soon the living room was calm again, as everyone headed to their bedrooms.

you grabbed your things, going upstairs to your bedroom while trying to distract yourself with some music you were addicted to. quickly finding the room, you put your luggage on the floor, starting to put your clothes in the wardrobe. you were in the middle of it when quinn knocked on the door and entered the room.

he looked at you and you looked at him and everything looked strange. you were dying to hug him and so was he, but you just stayed glued to the same place looking at each other. he gave you one last look with his sad eyes and closed the door behind him, going to the other side of the bed and starting to do the same as you in silence.

after some time, you couldn't take it anymore. turning around, you observed him, missing your moments more than ever.

"hi, quinny," you said in a low voice.

"hi, angel," he said in the same tone.

feeling your eyes watering, you dropped your things, going straight to him. hugging him without thinking twice, you felt the tears streaming down your face while he held you tight in his arms.

"i missed you so much," you said.

"me too, you have no idea."

"can we just pretend nothing happened?"

his heart clenched at your words but he said "of course we can, i miss my best friend."

you slowly nodded against his chest, sniffling. as much as you wanted to believe that everything would be normal again, you just couldn't feel it, everything was very weird between you. you disentangled your arms from his middle, giving him a tight squeeze, looking at his face and trying to smile. he did the same but your heart ached either way.

"well i have to finish unpacking my things," you said.

"me too, i think my mom's gonna be here soon telling us to help her."

"yeah, let's do this."

•

later that night, everyone was saying good night as, one by one, they went to their bedrooms to sleep after a long day. after you finished unpacking your things, both you and quinn went to help ellen and then spent the rest of the afternoon outside with everyone else. it was good to see your friends after so long but something seemed off and it was your relationship with quinn.

some of them noticed you weren't as close with quinn as you usually were, staying with alex more than normal when you, in other times, would be glued by quinn's side. ellen was the one who noticed more than others, naturally. she couldn't quite understand what was happening between you but she was going to find out.

going upstairs before quinn, you took a quick shower and dressed comfy to sleep. when you stepped outside the bathroom, you saw quinn closing the door, looking tired.

"hm hey, about sleeping tonight," he started. "i can sleep on the floor if you want."

"oh no, you can sleep in the bed, there's no problem."

there was a problem, but you wouldn't let him sleep on the floor.

"are you sure?"

"yeah, that's alright."

"ok, then i'm gonna take a shower."

"mhmm."

you stared at each other in an awkward silence and quinn cleared his throat. he picked some things and headed to the bathroom, while you turned the lights off, leaving only a bedside lamp on. you heard the shower noise and lay on your favorite side of the bed, thinking about this situation. in a few minutes, you'd be sleeping beside the man you love for the first time in a few months and you didn't know how to react.

not wanting to wait for him, you just turned on your side and closed your eyes, trying to sleep fast. of course it didn't happen, you only sleep fast when you're hearing nature sounds on your spotify but you didn't put them because quinn probably don't want to hear it.

the bathroom door opened and you kept your eyes closed so you didn't have to talk to quinn. you heard a heavy sight coming from him, and then some noises indicating he must be putting his things in their places. he turned the bedside lamp off, laying down. a few seconds passed and you started hearing your favorite nature sounds' album out of nowhere.

it was quinn. he remembered and put his phone between your pillows after setting the timer. you're sure you could cry just at this gesture. smiling softly, you started feeling the sleepiness already coming to you.

•

the first time you woke up, you noticed the warmth under your head. since when is your pillow so warm? with your sleepy brain not letting you care enough, you snuggled even more, going back to sleep once again.

it didn’t take much time for quinn to wake up too and for real. at first, he wasn’t alarmed by feeling your body in his arms, your head on his chest. this was a current situation for a long time during your friends with benefits period. he enjoyed the moment as always, but then suddenly remembered that you put an end to this. being extra careful to not wake you up, quinn managed to disentangle your bodies, getting up short after. rubbing his eyes to get rid of the rest of sleepiness, he looks at you one more time before he goes to the bathroom and then the kitchen to eat something.

there, he finds almost everyone eating and chatting, all of them excited to enjoy the day and the summer as always. he acted normal, kissing his mom’s cheek and eating and chatting with some of the boys. today, they were all going fishing together, a thing they couldn’t do very often when the season was happening.

while eating, quinn started zoning out, thinking about you per usual. why do you have to be so incredible? the thought of how he could fix things with you was eating him alive. perhaps he should ask his mom what to do. yeah, he was definitely going to do this later.

“wake up, jerome,” someone yelled to him.

“hm what?”

“man were you even on earth?” trevor asked.

“what do you want?”

“oooh he’s moody,” it was brendan’s time to tease him.

quinn just gave him a look and he immediately closed his mouth before saying something stupid.

“they were asking if you’re ready to go to the lake, huggy,” luke said.

“yeah, sure.”

they all got up and quinn took advantage of the momentary mess to talk to his mom.

“hey mom, can we talk tonight?” he said in a low tone.

“sure sweetie, should i be worried?”

giggling, he said “no, it’s not a good situation but you don’t have to worry.”

“ok, now go with the boys.”

“bye mum,” he kissed her forehead and followed everyone.

meanwhile, you were waking up and getting ready for the day. since it was officially the first day, you would be only staying on the shore, working on your tan and reading some book. going downstairs to eat, you found only ellen watching tv.

“hi mama hughes, how are you?”

“great honey, and you?”

“i’m gonna be fine,” you gave her a sad smile.

“still that boy?”

“yeah.”

“and you wanna talk about it?”

“actually no, i think i’ll try to distract myself today,” you said. “where’s everyone?”

“fishing.”

“ooh, makes sense.”

“what do you want to do today?”

“i was planning on staying at the shore in the sun reading something, what about you?”

“well i was thinking about spending the whole day sleeping to rest.”

“you’re so right, i’ll be out soon so you can have the whole house in silence.”

“take your time, dear. there’s tea and some food for you in the kitchen.”

“thank you, you’re the best,” you kissed her head and went to the kitchen.

after eating, you grabbed your sunglasses and book and headed to the chairs outside to lay down. you read just a few pages before drifting off to sleep. you were lucky because you remembered to apply a layer of sunscreen, and the sun wasn’t strong. it was a dreamless nap, 2 hours of rest and then you were waking up again. picking your book again, you continued from where you stopped and luckly your brain kept everything related to quinn in second plan, giving you a truce.

the book you were reading was about a fictional famous hollywood's actress who had seven husbands and an incredible life story. you were enjoying your time but then a droplet of water fell on your head and you looked up, seeing it was starting to rain. collecting your things, you ran to the house and kept quiet so ellen could rest and headed to your bedroom. after taking a shower, you lay on the bed, smelling quinn’s scent. you missed it so much you could cry.

picking up your phone, you started scrolling through your social media and listening to some music. you were so distracted you didn’t even notice quinn opening the door and then closing it. he was quiet until he stubbed his pinky toe on the bed.

“holy shit,” he almost yelled.

you startled at the sound, taking off your airpods and looking at his face.

“oh my god are you alright?”

“i am but it hurts so much.”

“stay here, i’m gonna grab an ice pack.”

you practically ran downstairs and grabbed the ice pack in record time. going back to the bedroom, you saw quinn sitting on the bedside, looking defeated. you hated when your boy looked like that. he’s not your boy, you reminded yourself.

“here, put your feet on the bed.”

he did as you told and you placed the ice pack after taking a look at his finger. it didn't look broken nor swollen, only being red.

“you will be okay, just keep it on for-”

“20 minutes, i know,” he interrupted you. you backed off, suddenly feeling shy. “thank you, y/n/n,” he added.

“i’ll be downstairs.”

you did it and sat alone on the front porch until ellen called everyone for dinner. going to the dining room, you saw that the only available place was beside quinn. sighing, you sat and asked “how’s your finger?”

“way better, thanks for asking.”

jack, who was looking at your awkward interaction from the other side of the table, asked “what’s going on between you two?”

“what do you mean?” you asked.

“you’re acting all weird since yesterday.”

you heard everyone agreeing and felt cornered.

“nothing’s wrong, i think y’all are seeing more than what’s here,” quinn said.

“yes,” you agreed. “and also, people change so…”

“everyone, time to eat,” ellen came to your rescue.

you looked at her with a grateful look and she smiled at you. the rest of the dinner was pretty normal, the boys talking about their fishing day while you ate in silence.

after everyone finished eating, you excused yourself and headed to the bedroom, just wanting to hide from the world under the covers. quinn stayed behind to help his mom while everyone went to the backyard.

“ok sweet boy, want to talk now?” ellen asked, putting the things in the dishwasher.

“sure,” he replied. “i was… seeing a girl back in vancouver and she’s my friend but we had an arrangement and everything was good and seemed to be ok, at least from my point of view. we were always together doing everything but not officially because i didn’t want to ruin our friendship but i guess i did it anyway, i really don't know.” at this point, despite having heard only the start, ellen was starting to connect the dots. “i swear everything was normal and then one day she called it quits and i was so shocked i didn’t even react. i still don’t know what to do because…”

“keep going, baby.”

“i love her, mom, i really do. and i’m so heartbroken since that day because i miss her friendship and our moments together and everything. i feel so lonely without her, i don’t know what to do to fix things and i thought you could help me.”

he didn’t realized there were tears streaming down his face until his mom approached him and started drying his tears with her thumbs.

“oh my little baby, i feel so sorry for you,” she said. “i think the best thing i can say to you for now is to try to distract yourself here, going out with the boys and enjoying your brothers.”

“but what can i do to get my girl back?”

“just be patient and enjoy the summer here with your family and friends, quinny,” she said, messing up his hair. “and then you can talk to this girl, tell her your feelings and if she’s the one for you, she will understand. and if she doesn’t feel the same, it’s not the end of the world. keep in mind that when a door closes, others are opening for you.”

“ok mom,” he said, begrudgingly.

“now go do something, i think the boys are outside,” ellen said. he nodded and did what she said.

this whole situation seemed like a mess to ellen. the thing is, she knows you live in vancouver for college and of course she knew you were always together since little kids. she only needed to connect the dots and realize you were talking about quinn and he was talking about you. it hurts to see that this situation could be solved with a little communication, the pain could be long gone. it was now her personal mission to make both of you talk about it somehow and she would do what she could to make this happen.

after that day, your awkward dynamic kept going, the only change was the way you were sleeping now. after two days waking up the same way as the first, you and quinn started sleeping as you used to do, together from head to toe. but it was only this. you couldn’t act like a normal person around him and the same with quinn. ellen was working hard trying to make you have a conversation but nothing seemed to work. until the universe got tired and did the work all by himself.

you were spending a lot of time with alex this summer and that night it wasn’t different. you were all around a bonfire chatting and making s’mores and roasting marshmallows. everything was nice and comforting, you were feeling truly relaxed and happy despite everything going on in your head. the time was passing quickly and everyone started to go back home to get some sleep, until it was just you and turcs. you stretched your limbs and let out a heavy sigh, starting to think about quinn all over again. why was everything so complicated?

“turcs why can’t i be happy with quinny as my boyfriend?”

“aw bug, you know you should talk to him about how you feel, don’t you?”

“i know but it’s so hard, my biggest fear is to be rejected and lose his friendship for real this time.”

“but your friendship is kinda nonexistent at this moment,” he said.

“shut up alex, i hate you.”

“but it’s true, you really should tell him. i’ve known quinn for a long time now and he’s always been the type of guy who can only show his feelings with his family, you know? i think he’s afraid of telling what he really feels and you misinterpreted his lack of action after you broke up with him.”

“that’s basically what mama hughes said.”

“you told her?”

“yeah, i just didn’t tell i was talking about her son but besides this little information, i told.”

“see it’s not too hard, you told me, told ellen and you can totally tell quinn.”

“that’s not how it works, smartass.”

“you’re wrong but ok.”

“it’s just that i love him so much, i hate seeing him and not being able to act like a normal person. i just wish i could say it to quinny and hopefully he would say he feels the same but if feels so impossible to me,” you sighed. “i’m sorry to keep talking your ear off about this whole situation, i just don’t know what to do.”

“you don’t need to apologize, i understand,” he said. “what i have to say is you need to find the courage to tell him. if you need support, i can go with you.”

“i need some time to think about what i’m gonna do.”

“and i need some sleep, let’s go bug.”

“okaaaaay.”

you and alex went back to the house, but what you didn’t know is that quinn was hearing everything. he went back to the backyard because he forgot his phone and heard it by accident. he couldn’t believe what you said, it all felt like a feverish dream. the girl he loves loves him back. when you were out of sight, he grabbed his phone and went back to the house, suddenly feeling a rush of adrenaline and confidence.

opening the door to your shared bedroom, he saw you looking at something in your phone and cleared his throat, catching your attention.

“we need to talk.”

“about what?”

“us.”

“what about?”

“i heard you and turcs at the backyard by accident, i’m sorry.”

“you what?” you said, your eyes wide open.

“it was an accident, i swear, but i have to tell you that we’re feeling the same way.”

“how can this be true?”

“you never noticed?”

“of course no, you silly boy, if so i wouldn’t be asking.”

“calm down,” he sat by your side. “i- i love you. for real. more than friends should love each other. i’ve loved you since we were teenagers but then it faded and everything got back like a hurricane when you started living in vancouver.”

“why didn’t you tell me before?”

“the same reason as you, silly.”

“i can’t believe we messed up everything when we could be dating for a long time now,” you let out an incredulous laugh.

“i know, it sucks,” he laughed too.

“so it’s so easy like this?”

“i guess so? we’ve known each other for a long time and that’s our dynamic.”

“well i don’t have much more to say about it, we suffered in silence when it all could be avoided but now we can finally be together after everything,” you said.

“for real this time, no more misunderstandings.”

“for real,” you said. “babe i missed you so much.”

“me too, i couldn’t take it anymore.”

“i know, i know,” you said, “come here.”

you opened your arms and he hugged you, resting his head on your chest just how he likes.

“i love you so, so, so, so much, quinny,” you mumbled, kissing his head.

“it’s so good to hear it, you have no idea,” he said. “i love you too, my love, i never stopped loving you.”

you stayed tangled for some time but then quinn decided he had been deprived of your lips for too much time and he wanted to end this. lifting his head, he looked at your face and captured your lips in a gentle kiss, your hearts beating so fast they could explode. his lips were warm and soft against yours, his beard scratching you but it was so good you didn’t care. he held your neck, adjusting your head so he could deepen the kiss. meanwhile, your hands were threading through his soft hair. boy, you missed it so much.

when the air was needed, he slowly pulled away, giving you some pecks while trying to breath and it was a mess but you were laughing.

“i. love. you,” quinn said in between pecks.

“i love you too, huggy bear.”

“we should sleep, as long as i want to keep kissing you the whole night i’m tired and you must be too.”

“you’re right, babe.”

getting up to change your clothes, you stole a shirt from quinn’s things as he laughs, shaking his head. after being dressed and clean, you turned the lights off and lay down by his side.

“i have a confession,” you said.

“go ahead.”

“i wasn’t sleeping very well until we started sleeping together again.”

“same with me,” he said.

“i guess we’re just meant to be together.”

“as we should.”

“i love you.”

“i love you too, my sunflower.”

quinn grabbed his phone to put the nature sounds and after setting the timer, he asked you to turn around so he could be the big spoon. doing as he said, you felt so protected and loved as you only felt when you were a little kid.

from that day on, everything seemed to be back to normal with you and quinn back to your old dynamic. well, old for you, because for the others – besides ellen and alex – it was all new. they all supported you and of course, they teased you, but it was all great and beautiful because you were with the love of your life.

as ellen said, when a door closes, others are opening for you. always. in this situation, the door was only a matter of time to be the right one.

[junyui]

Hello~ may I request hcs of Sigma having a crush on reader? Reader is also a regular at the sky casino and sometimes whenever Sigma has a free moment they play poker together and so far reader is the only person who could win against him in poker

𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

✒️ ; of course you may anon!! hope you enjoy, apologies for any mistakes

Sigma definitely did not recognise this feeling at first. He cares for all of this customers very dearly, they make up his life's purpose. But you were different.. you were more to him then just a customer to him because when he was around you, he always felt warm and he had this weird feeling in his stomach. What was this? Was he sick?

You were probably the first person he let his guard down around. It was clear you had no ulterior motive and we're among the few people who didn't want to use him.

Sigma basks in your presence, no one has shown interest  in him as a person before, it feels nice to have someone repay his kindness and genuinely enjoy having him around.

He enjoys playing poker with you, even if this is the only time he's managed to loose to someone, that someone is you so it doesn't matter to him. Definitely admires but also questions how you could beat him so many times.

Sigma tries his best to remember every little thing about you, he was great Memorization skills  I mean he manages to remember the names of traits of his all of his other customers.

^ please remind him to take breaks, no matter how much his casino means to him staying up to memorize that many names is not healthy. sigma drowns himself in fear that some day he might lose you and the casino and he'll be back where he started, with nothing that's why he spends so much time doing this, please reassure him everything is fine, and he should care about himself too.

Loves when you keep him company when he's doing work, you don't even have to say or do anything, he just loves knowing your with him and safe ♡ it helps him feel calm and less stressed about his work.

It becomes  apart of his daily schedule to talk to you almost every morning, even if it's just a simple hello, it becomes the highlight of his day.

It definitely took him a lot of courage to confess, or he'd wait to see if you would confess to him first, that way he wouldn't have to fear rejection. And god he was nervous, but you say yes, he is simply overjoyed <3

[i-need-air]

Hybrid!AU Wolf!Bakugou Katsuki HCs Part 2.

Summary: Part 2 is here! While in part 1 it was mostly adoption and how he'd behave with you as a roommate, part two is him ✨ realizing things ✨ followed by how he'd be in a romantic relationship.

Word Count: 2k words [ oops, I did it again ]

Notes: So I said it'll be out in a few days but three [3] people asked me for part 2 and I'm a sucker soooooooo!! I could've just written a long ass fic but whatever, I thought I'd make it shorter in headcanons... hah lol right. Enjoy!

Part 1 here!

× he's a wild wolf so he's very active; like you need to understand he needs to go outside if not he'd get impatient, more aggressive, snappy, so once you took him on an easy hiking trail near your house and he loved it so once or twice a month you both go together to different places [ he demands it ]

× it's hard to keep up with him bc he's literally genetically engineered to be better than any very fit human being but he slows down for you

× morning runs at 5 a.m. bc he's insane

× is also a grandpa

× watched all documentaries on any streaming platform you could provide to him, also loves reading

× as months pass and you start to have your routine in order, word comes to you that an acquaintance is looking for a security guard at his mechanical shop two streets away from your house

× you casually mentioned it to Bakugou because he was starting to act anxious whenever you'd leave the house, so you assumed he was extra bored

× seriously, the house was spotlessly cleaned, he cooked amazingly and was occupied with your old laptop and going around the city to explore, but you guessed he wanted more independence?

× little did you know you were right but so wrong lol

× so Bakugou stared at you intensely and asked "Where?"

× it was as easy as telling him the location, him nodding and you thought he'd consider it; you didn't put any pressure on him because he already did so much to help around anyway

× well guess what bitch, next day he comes up to you saying you gotta co-sign his contract [cuz fuck society] meaning he got the job

× he was perfect for it because tall, intimidating, muscular wolf guy? who'd even mess with him? do they have a death wish?

× well, even before this he started to be... soft

× but once you really did show him you support whatever he wants to do, you give him his freedom and liberty of choice, he just reaaally changes, man

× he gets touchy, like his hands stay one second longer on your skin, he uses any excuse to have them on you, even his eyes follow you everywhere

× like c'mon, it's obvious but you didn't wanna put too much thought into it because we're respectful here

× not like you had a big fat crush on him and slowly started to realize it too

× sike bitch he knows

× you think his super-hearing didn't catch the way your heartbeat spikes up every single time he touches you? *please*

× i think he knows before you know

× meanwhile he is working to discover his feelings too

× so your relationship slowly turns into a couple's like relationship but without anything official and of course no kissing or such [ sadly ]

× would get jealous easily

× basically because nothing is talked between you two and deep down is insecure

× why the hell do you smell like other people? was it just a hug or something else? hell, why would you even hug people when he's right there??? just ask and don't touch some extras????

× another thing he does is getting very close to you while you talk to somebody else; scoffs and glares at them too

× ok so!! gifts! he really appreciates any gift you give him but scolds you if you do because you genuinely don't need to do that

× of course he just scolds you and calls you an idiot so I do hope you already learned his language

× it basically means that you shouldn't have done it, he's really grateful but seriously you shouldn't have

× like that one time you saved up money to get him a good computer and he forgot how to speak for like an hour

× the softest thank you ever afterwards

× still sounded rough but he was shocked as fuck

× one thing that remained in your brain were his friends, as sometimes he'd mention them

× so you took it upon yourself to find them, of course with his permission

× gets genuinely overwhelmed and plays it off saying he wouldn't mind knowing where those idiots ended but you didn't miss the way his voice trembled

× for you to find them you needed names and any information he could provide so that's when he, after a long silence and a mesmerized look on his face, started really talking about his life

× which was fucked; won't get much into detail but he was indeed in a fighting ring, people came and bet on whoever was stronger, he even had to fight his friends, everything was filled with abuse and their conditions were subhuman...

× just overall awful

× you couldn't help but hug him tight, feeling him shake in your arms

× with a hesitant voice he asked if you really did think there was a chance to find them

× just couldn't believe how amazing he felt in your arms

× or how your determination that night made his heart clench and took a big weight off his shoulders

× anywho;;;; after his first paycheck he takes you out on cute dates

× never calls them that, just demands you dress up [helps you out cuz boy got style] and takes you to a nice coffee shop or something

× AND on your fifth not date cuz you're not official but there's this weird tension between you date he finally kinda s n a p s

× you honestly didn't expect the waiter to flirt with you, he came out as very pushy and even if you were a lil uncomfortable you smiled and brushed it off

× when the waiter suggested giving you his number the sandy blond hybrid growled

× which i shit you not made the whole coffee shop freeze

× and you froze too

× but neither of you could say anything because the oblivious fuck kept talking

× basically joking about how you should keep your pet in a leash, to which you got up, threw some money on the table, grabbed Bakugou by the hand and leave before he'd rip someone's head off

× it only took you to touch Bakugou's arm to calm him down as he followed behind you wordlessly

× so you stood outside, angry, deep red eyes on your figure

× and silence

× his hand still in yours

× it was warm and amazing and you felt angry but your heart was beating loudly; angry at the waiter that you wanted to go full Karen on and get fired but excited because that growl shook you to the core, as if you could tell it was territorial and it was because of that pig flirting with you and did Bakugou Katsuki just lace his fingers with you?!

× "Oi." he interrupted your thoughts

× he turned your frame towards him and pulled you [kinda harshly] into him

× you'd make a comment about it but brain empty, just Bakugou Katsuki blushing

× "You're mine, you get it?"

× skdjflglykshs

× it sounded like he asked but it was a demand so oops you're his now ok bye

× like I said, boy isn't dumb so he lowkey knew you felt something too

× legit from there on he's just soft as fuck

× has a hard time opening up but visibly tries for you

× still continues to be a pain in the ass, Bakugou Style, but with a loving teasing attitude behind it

× his eyes give him away all the time

× they shine whenever you're in his field of view so congrats because, and this is the best part:

× WOLVES MATE FOREVER 💕💓💞💗💝💟

× oh yeah, he's yours, no takebacks

× he isn't one to half-ass the relationship; you're his now and he'll do anything for you

× big time touch starved it hurts

× because he is shy

× so whenever you introduce him to hand holding and cuddles, he can't get enough

× not big on PDA [ and not recommended since human-hybrid relationships are kiiiinda frowned upon but it's getting better ]

× although at home it's another deal

× seriously cuddle him; he's big into the protector vibe so he's a big spoon almost exclusively unless it's to sleep on top of you

× speaking of! accept that even if your relationship isn't that intimate, he'd still hint about sleeping together in the same bed

× so you better catch on when he does because he'll just click his tongue and call you needy

× while dragging you to bed

× sleeps holding you, his nose in your hair or in the crook of your neck

× unless it's summer then stay on your side 💅

× you know those kisses that just scream "I can't get enough of you"? that's his whole kissing vibe in a sentence

× hell, even the gentlest kiss gives that vibe away and it'll 100% leave you breathless

× doesn't have experience but is a very fast learner

× pays very close attention to your body language

× really into biting your skin enough to leave marks

× wear his hoodies

× no, I'm fucking serious, wear them now

× his chest puffs and he turns into a blushing mess when you do it the first times because his scent is on you

× scenting is a big thing for him so of course he's gonna love it

× 10x more territorial because now he has a mate to protect

× jealous but trusts you

× still very jealous though

× let's all pretend he is definitely not scenting you before you go out because it's in his nature and it is embarrassing

× the first time he tells you he loves you it's when he's feeling vulnerable

× the search for his friends is still on-going, he feels less than adequate as a providing mate, is pissed at the world for treating him like an inferior animal when they created him, everything is piled on his shoulders and whenever than happens he closes off

× you notice immediately

× will not tell you at first

× it's only when you go to bed and he turns his back to you when you really know it's bad

× even if you fought before, he'd angrily snuggle you at night-time

× now it's so different

× hug him, whisper sweet nothings in his ear, pull a blanket all over you both and big spoon him, he'd start shaking and talking in no time

× will hide his tears from you but you'd know

× "You're the best fucking thing that happened to me, [Y/N]... I—... Shit... I love you so much."

× neither of you slept that night

× excuse you? drink some water and pray to jesus;;; you talked about feelings, ok? communication is key in a relationship, puh-lease

× [ i have this whole nsfw hcs post already cookin in my brain so maybe I'll make it happen cuz y'all know he has a mating season and all that comes with it 👀 ]

× back to being children of jesus here

× thanks the moon, the heavens and all the gods for putting you in his life; boy didn't believe in destiny but deep down he thinks you were meant to be

× you still better wash the dishes or you'll get your ass kicked.

Extra:

× you did find some of his friends, little by little, and even if he acted nonchalant, like k das cool, it was obvious he was extremely happy

× so they did get adopted too

× you got in contact with them on social media and they were all very excited about meeting

× so it was a chaotic meeting with a dog hybrid called Kirishima and a mouse like vibrat yellow guy called Kaminari

× they all were looking for Bakugou too since they were very worried about where he ended

× Kirishima shed manly tears when seeing Bakugou

× as they instantly welcomed you in their small group, they informed you both that the majority of the squad was adopted and they're in contact, while they're still actively looking for the others

× cue to the softest expression you've seen on Bakugou in public followed by "That's good"

× silence

× shock and silence

× Kaminari turning to you and whispering "You did this" with a hand on his heart, lips trembling as he wiped an imaginary tear

× insert instantly snappy Bakugou

× when everyone laughed and continued to make plans to meet up with the others, he just looked at you conversing with them, soft expression again on his features and his chest warming

× "Oh! Look, he's doing it again! Quick, take a pictur—"

× "SHINE!"

[dragon-kazansky]

Made with love | Helmut Zemo

Chef Zemo AU 👨‍🍳

Gender neutral reader

Collage by @realremyd

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Part 3

It had been a whole year since your trip to Sokovia. Here you were again, exiting the airport in Navi Grad, excited to be back. You had invited Wanda to come along with you, of course she couldn't say no. This was her home country, she hadn't been back here in years.

She looked so excited as she looked around, taking in the familiar and unfamiliar sights. The city had been improved on a lot since she was last here, yet a lot of the buildings still looked the same.

"My home."

You chuckled softly. She looked like a child who had been told they could explore all they like in a new area.

"Your photos didn't do it any justice," she said, playfully glaring at you.

You glared back, just as playful. "Oh, thanks."

She gave a little giggle and grabbed your arm, wanting to look around immediately. You just let her lead the way.

Along the way she pointed out some places she remembered, telling stories of things she and Pietro used to get up to. She had many stories to tell, and you loved listening to all of them. It gave you a little more insight into her life.

Eventually you came across the square. Wanda looked rather smug as you both stood in the middle of the semi-busy square.

"Ah, yes, just as I remember it."

Up ahead was your new favourite restaurant. It looked just as it did a year ago. It was like a warm welcoming hug to see it again.

Wanda was looking at you, smug grin on her face. You looked down, blushing.

"Want to see him?"

"Not yet," you grab her hand and pull her along, walking in the opposite direction. You ignored her teasing comments as you marched onward.

It's not like he would remember you anyway. You were just one person he met a year ago.

You took Wanda to the little hotel you stayed in last time. You booked a room for the pair of you, only staying a few nights. Wanda instantly lay down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

"We should eat there tonight," she says.

"Why? There's plenty of other places to go eat," you tell her, trying not to make it obvious you really wanted to go and see Helmut.

"You know why. Play coy all you like, but I know you want to go."

You turn to see her looking at you.

"You just want to see him," you say, turning back away from her.

"I do. Maybe I can be your wing woman."

"Wanda!"

She sits up, crosses her legs, and looks at you intensely. You sigh and sit on your bed, looking at her.

"Fine, we'll go. Just don't do anything Wanda. He's just a nice guy, so be nice, and enjoy his food. Seriously, it's the best."

Wanda chuckles and gets up.

"Why don't we go now. Maybe he will recognize you."

"I doubt it," you tell her, "it's been a year."

You find yourself standing outside Escorpión Morado. You have missed this place. You can tell just from where you're standing that its hasn't changed in the last year.

There were a few people dotted about enjoying their meals. It gave you that homey feeling again.

You go inside.

Wanda looks around you both make your way over to the bar. You each take a seat. You turn to Wanda.

"Well?"

"It's very nice. I can see why you like it so much," she smiles at you.

A man comes to a stop in front of both of you. He's not someone you immediately recognize, perhaps he is new, or you didn't see him last time.

"What can I get for you both."

You look to Wanda to see what she wanted first, but you did not anticipate her to say what she did.

"We'll have the chef please."

The man blinks, trying to comprehend if he had actually heard what she said. He was about to ask again, but she beat him to it.

"The chef, please."

You stare at her, mouth agape, eyes wide.

"Wanda!" You hissed.

The man left and went into the kitchen, fetching the man Wanda had asked for. You sat there in great embarrassment.

"What are you playing at?"

Wanda laughs, ignoring the way you were glaring at her. You bury your face in your arms against the counter and try to block out her laughter.

Wanda is still giggling when you hear someone stop in front of you. A cold sweat began to break as you dreaded looking up. Was this him standing over you? You hoped to high heaven it wasn't.

"Someone ordered the chef?"

Well fuck it all. You kept your face hidden, not daring to show your face. It didn't matter if he remembered you or not, you were far too embarrassed to look at him.

You knew his voice. Remembered it. The smooth way he spoke, that amusement that hung off the end of his sentence. They sexy tone he uses.

Helmut Zemo.

Oh, you have missed this friendly stranger.

"Yes, my friend here wanted you." You hear Wanda say. You could murder her sometimes, you were sure.

"Is something the matter? Sam, get them some water, would you?" You hear him say.

You hear, presumably Sam, fetch you some water.

He didn't recognize you. Good.

"Are you alright?"

"Fine," you reply, though your voice was heavily muffled by your arms. You wouldn't dare lift your head.

"Perhaps if you sat up. We could move you closer to the door, get some fresh air, yet sit in the shade," he offered.

You felt Wanda place a hand on your shoudler.

"Come on, Y/N. Look at him," she whispered.

You sigh and take a deep breath. You slowly move your head up, looking up at the beautiful bastard across the bar. Is it even legal to look that good?

He stops his worrying when he sees your face.

He remembers?

"Y/N?" He smiles.

"Yes," is all you can bring yourself to say. His smiles drops a little.

"Helmut, remember? Last year?"

"I remember."

His smile is soft as he looks at you. He doesn't look any different than you remember. If anything, just more handsome than memory serves.

"Did you forget me?" He asks, seeing your laid back reaction.

"No. I'm just surprised you remembered me."

He stands there, hands on his hips as he grins at you smugly.

"How could I forget someone so interesting. Also, you are wearing that coin." He nods, respectfully, at your chest where the coin was hanging.

"I am." You clasp it gently between your fingers.

"It's good to see you again," he speaks softly, genuine happiness lifting his expression.

"It's good to see you too," you smile back at him. He looks far more elated now you're smiling at him.

"What can I get for you? I can't imagine you came here only to see me," he grins smugly again.

"Food," Wanda said. "Though he is quite a snack, isn't he?" She whispered the last part. You turn to her sharply and glare. Zemo hadn't seemed to notice what she had said.

He was too busy watching you.

"Shall I surprise you again?" He asks.

You turn back to him and smile.

"Yes. Do that. I trust you."

Hearing those made him happy. Helmut points his chin up a bit and glides back into the kitchen, though not before telling Sam to fix you up some drinks.

Wanda nudges your shoulder.

"You sure do have taste, and I am not talking about the food."

"Wanda, please, stop!"

She laughs as Sam puts two drinks down in front of you both. You resist looking at her any more and thank Sam for the drinks, he smiles and then leaves you two alone to enjoy them. You take a sip.

"We're going to get you a boyfriend, Y/N."

"Wanda, please, I am begging you, stop!"

She laughs again.

"I'm joking, but it would be a real big shame if nothing came out of it. You two would look so good together."

You ignore her statement.

Zemo returns and places a dish in front of each of you. He stands back, smiling, and watches you both take a bite.

Wanda let's out the strangest moan you had ever heard. You have to cover your mouth as you laugh at her.

"What was that noise?" You ask, just about getting through your mouthful of food.

"This is so good."

Helmut chuckles.

"Success!"

You take another bite and nod. You swear there isn't a bad thing on his menu. This man knows exactly what he is doing when it comes to his restaurant.

"Do you like it?" He asks, specifically asking you this time.

"Yes, very much."

He smiles at you.

"I got your letter, by the way."

"My letter?" You ask, confused on what he was talking about.

Helmut digs into his pocket and pulls out a piece of paper. It's crinkled and has been early opened several times.

Now you remember.

"Oh, that letter."

"You wrote him a letter?" Wanda looks at you. "You didn't mention that."

"It's not important," you tell her.

"It is to me. It's the only goodbye I got when you left," Zemo said, holding the letter carefully in his hand. His dark eyes were scanning over the words you had written a year ago.

"It meant that much to you?"

"Yes, actually," his eyes cast to you.

You sat there, biting the inside of your cheek softly, pink dusting your cheeks and the tips of your ears.

Helmut smiled at the sight. He folded the letter and tucked it away into his pocket.

"I'll keep it forever," he says, mostly just to tease you.

"Please don't."

He chuckles and leaves your side to see to other customers. Wanda sits next to you, smiling wickedly. You dare not look at her, nor do you let your eyes follow Zemo as he walks away.

"You have it bad," Wanda chuckles, giving her nose a little scrunch with a grin.

"I know," you admit.

Wanda chuckles softly and leans in a little closer.

"He likes you too, you know. I think you left an impression on him."

You glance behind you, seeing Zemo taking an order. He was talking to the customers, smiling at them.

"Really?"

"Yes. I saw it in the way he looked at you."

"You do realise I only met him last year. I only saw him twice," you look at her, doubt written all over your face.

"Doesn't matter. It only takes a moment to fall in love with someone." She winks at you.

Zemo smiles at you as he passes by, disappearing into the kitchen.

"I think you're overreacting a little."

She shrugs and sips her drink, eying you with a mischievous glint in her gaze.

Zemo brings the couple their orders and returns to you and Wanda. Meals finished and drinks empty.

"Went down well I see."

"Very much so," you say, smiling softly.

"Would you like another drink?" He asks, his gaze lingering in you more than Wanda.

"I would," Wanda says, holding up her glass.

You chuckle, "just one more."

You had no idea how happy he was you agreed. He wanted you to stay a while longer. He grabbed your empty glasses and took them away, bringing you fresh drinks.

As Zemo poured behind drinks, he chose to ignore the way Sam was looking at him.

You took your drink gratefully as he handed it over. He stuck around again, seemingly happy to spend his time with you two.

Wanda carried most of the conversation. Zemo and yourself were sharing glances, though always just missing each other.

Wanda finished her drink and made an excuse to leave. You wanted to follow her, but the look she was giving you, and the way Zemo was looking at you, told you to stay.

You watched her go.

Zemo leaned forward on the bar, arms folded and supporting him as he smiles handsomely at you. You smile, though slightly awkwardly.

"It is very good to see you again, Y/N."

"You too. I see business is booming."

He chuckles softly.

"For now."

"For now?" You furrow your brow and tilt your head slightly.

"You didn't see it?"

"See what?"

"There is a new restaurant being done up in the city. Bigger, grander, more elegant than this place. At least, that's what they're saying."

"Oh? We didn't see anything like that. We have only been here a shirt while though. Wanda was showing me some of her favourite places."

"I see. Do you like Sokovia?"

"I do. It's so pretty here."

He smiles.

"I'm glad you think so. You would do wonderful here."

"What do you mean by that?" You watch him curiously, wondering what he was implying.

"I mean, you would be well suited to Sokovia life. If you were to live here," he smirks, hands flat out on the bar as he looks at you with sparkly eyes.

"Really? I don't think so. I stand out too much from the locals."

"Exactly. They wouldn't care. They would have someone so stunning to see every day. I would get to see you more too, a bonus for everyone." He winks at you.

"You're such a flirt!"

"Of course I am. Money keeps the business going, but charisma brings me my customers. I have to make an impact, no?"

You chuckle softly.

"I see how it is," you say, sliding off the stool. You take some money from your pocket and place it on the counter. Zemo tries to stop you, but you don't let him.

His hand hovers over yours as you leave the money on the counter.

"It was nice seeing you again, Helmut, but I must go."

"Will you come again?"

"I expect so."

He smiles.

"Don't leave without saying goodbye this time," he tells you.

"We shall see."

"I'll come looking for you if I have to!"

"No, you won't," you grin as you leave.

Zemo watches you go, his heart doing somersaults in his chest. How could one stranger make him feel so much?

Sam looks at his boss and grins.

"You have it bad, Zemo."

"Get back to work, Sam."

"Yes chef."

Zemo glances down at the money you had left for the drinks. He slides into his palm and puts it into the register.

He will count down the seconds until he sees you again.

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[ygreczed-3]

The Red Guard and the Snow Angel

Summer Falls desert concept art

Hank and Connor

Gavin and Nines meditating + thunder, snow, fire and wind seal

Gavin and the thunder spirit

More concept arts - traditional art & inking

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

When they go through the Summer Falls desert, Connor and Nines pass out fairly soon due to their intolerance to fire magic. They only get better at night, when the temperature drops, so they stay awake to watch out while the humans sleep. During the day Hank and Gavin have to take them on their horse/Sumo and walk beside them, even though the intense heat isn't making things easy for them either. They reach a village in an oasis where Connor and Nines get better, and when they realize there's a spring in it, they decide to go and rest a bit as the night arrives.

Nines and Gavin are gone meditating on a less crowded part of the spring.

Gavin : That's stupid… How can this make me stronger than my training ? Nines : Stop talking and focus on your breathing.  Gavin : Grmphh.. Nines : Can you feel the source of magic inside your body ? Gavin : … Yeah. Nines : You have to… establish a connection with it. Show him you don't fear it Gavin : But I fear it. Nines : The war spirit you host is an incredible source of power, and you can believe me, it is as bellicose as you are. It only needs a goal to aim for and you'll be able to channel its energy.  Gavin : … You know I'm your enemy… Why do you help me ? Nines, closed eyes : I know I can compete with you. I'm ready to be challenged. And it's funnier to fight a skilled warrior than a scared little boy. Gavin : … Fucker.

X

Connor and Hank in the hot spring

Connor : I think that's what your hug feels like. Hank : hm ? Connor : The hot water. I think it's what hugs feel like. Hank : You said my hugs... Connor : Did I ? I was just thinking… about how you hug Sumo sometimes. He loves it. Hank : Yeah, this big boy loves cuddles  I admit that. Connor : It must feel good. Hank : What… You've never been hugged before ? Connor : Golems do have… intimate behaviors, of course but it's not… I mean we're… not physically warm, so... (NB : I was thinking golems in this universe would be like vampires, not as freezing as actual snow but still colder than humans) Hank : ...Thought you didn't like heat that much. Connor : Warmth from human's touch is different from fire magic : it feels more… safe, less aggressive. I think I'd like that. Hank : … How do you know that ? Connor : I touched your back to heal it, remember ? Your warmth feels nice. Hank : Yeah okay, you touched me, but you don't know what my hugs feel like ? Maybe you'd hate that. Connor : I wish I could know.

They look at each other, but then Hank looks away and stands up.

Hank : It's late, I'm tired. I'm going back to the inn. Connor seems disappointed, but then Hank keeps going. Hank : You coming ?

When they enter the room they share all together, Nines is already in stasis and Gavin is snoring loudly.

Hank takes Connor's wrist silently, looking at him in the eyes as if tacitly asking for permission. Connor just lets himself be enveloped by wide arms, and rests his cheek on his collar bone.

Connor sighs, closing his eyes as he enjoys that nice bear hug. He feels that warm something in his chest growing in his body, invading his stomach with pleasing flutters. 

Connor : Hank… Hank : Shhh… it would be embarrassing to wake those two idiots up now.

Connor bites his lower lip as he silently reaches for Hank's hand, his skin turning white as he presses gently each of his fingers against Hank's. It's known to be a quite intimate gesture among golems, and the closest human equivalence to it would be a kiss. Connor is aware that it could even be interpreted as indecent given how close their bodies are, and that if Nines was to wake up at that moment he would probably choke on thin air. Of course Hank has no clue about that and just thinks it's funny.

Hank : What, you wanna dance ?

Connor realizes they're holding each other on the left side and touching hands on the right side, and it seems like they're going to waltz. He chuckles from the absurdity of the situation from a human's perspective. 

Connor : I wouldn't know how to. Hank : Good thing, I'm a terrible dancer. Connor : Ahah...hmm, Hank, I like it. Can we stay like this for a moment ? Hank : Sure.

X

One night in the middle of the desert, Gavin is on the watch as Hank sleeps in the tent. Connor is with him, but Nines inexplicably stays around the fire, silent. Gavin is bored out so he just starts the conversation. 

Gavin : I feel like the old man and your stupid brother are getting along. Nines : I have this feeling too. Gavin : Doesn't bother you? Nines : What can I do ? I asked Connor to be careful, but I'm not blind… He's shining with glee whenever Hank is around him. I can't… force him not to feel. Also, I think Hank isn't that bad of a person… for a human. Gavin : Still certain we're the bad guys ? Think about it : you were made to serve us.  You betrayed your creators and let us starve like dogs. Nines : Humans didn't create us. Kamski did, and if he had wanted to, he could have made unthinking, obedient golems. Maybe we were meant to break free. Gavin : Oh yeah, so why can't you even procreate ? Simple answer: you were not designed to be an individual species from the start. You were built with no other purpose in life than to help us survive.  Nines : Didn't that even occur to you that humans did bad things too ? Gavin : We're just trying to survive ! Nines : So we are. Gavin : … So what ? You're saying we're two evils ? Of course we are. But I have to protect my people, you understand that ?

Nines stays silent, exploring the surprisingly genuine glare Gavin throws at him. Of course he understands that. His own despise for humanity is only driven by his deep desire to protect Connor, Marcus, and his people. He looks back at the fire heating them, unconsciously processing how ridiculously similar they are.

And yet, something starts growing in his mind, the irritating sensation his relationship with Gavin has changed from the moment they met, and that he unexpectedly wanted to protect him as well.

Nines : Would you kill me ?

He can't even explain how this sentence even made it out of his throat. He already knows the answer. Gavin stares at him longingly, noticeably surprised by the question. He stays silent as he puts more wood in the fire.

Gavin : If I had to, I probably would. But I… hum… don't want to. Nines : … hm. Gavin : What about you ? Would you kill me ? Nines : I don't know. If lives were at stake, certainly, even if I'd find this decision… regrettable. Gavin : ... Oh wow, is that your way to tell me you like me ? Nines : … Don't set your hopes too high.

Gavin breathes in a laugh and goes back to silence, smiling smugly. 

X

They arrive in Nestlepeek and split in two teams, Hank and Connor go to the center of the town, where Connor hopes to find more precise information about Kamski and where he hides.

Gavin and Nines were supposed to go buy supplies, but as they head to the covered market, they are challenged by a man in the street to defeat his champion in a fight. As Nines realizes it's all for illegal gambling, Gavin accepts and finds himself in a cage, combating a birdman.

He thinks he's got the hang of it but as soon as the birdman starts flying Gavin can't touch him with his sword anymore and becomes vulnerable to his aerial attacks.

Nines : Gavin ! Summon the spirit ! Gavin : No way ! Nines : You'll lose if you don't ! Gavin : I know what I'm doing, alright !? Nines : You obviously don't ! Thunder magic gives you advantageous long throw attacks, you can't win against a flying foe with close combat techniques ! Gavin : I think I killed enough Golems to know how to fight flying foes ! Nines : You bastard…

Nines uses his snow magic to catch the champion in ice and immobilize him.

Owner : What the hell !!! Who did that ?! Nines : I did. I'll replace your champion, open the cage.

The owner is confused first but then he sees the opportunity and accepts. Nines enters the cage and gets ready to fight.

Gavin : … You wanna die ? Told you I could do it. Nines : We've been talking about this fight for ages. It's time to see what you're capable of.

They start fighting and they're pretty even for the first ten minutes. Their fight gathered a lot of gamblers and spectators.

When Nines starts to take advantage, Gavin's eyes suddenly turn bright yellow, and he charges at him : Nines can see the thunder magic halo surrounding him. He parries many strikes but Gavin has gained in speed and ferocity. Soon enough, Gavin throws him to one extremity of the cage, and as the crowd around them is screaming in excitement, Gavin holds up his dagger. He's trembling, electricity forming around his hand. 

Nines can make eye contact but somehow, Gavin isn't answering his glare.

Nines : Gavin- You hear me ?

Gavin doesn't say anything, and Nines is sure he's gonna die when the human warrior shoots down his dagger… only to hit one of the cage's bars just behind him. Gavin closes his eyes, and opens them, showing blue-green orbs again, and he straightens up, breathless.

The crowd boos them as Gavin takes a step back and drops the other dagger. He asks the owner to open the cage and leaves the place, Nines following him, still out of breath as well.

Nines : Gavin !

Gavin stops, letting Nines get closer, until they face each other again.

Nines : You did it. You mastered the spirit… Do you realize that ? Gavin : I could have killed you, then everyone around me. That's what the spirit wanted to do… Do you realize that ? Nines : But you didn't. With a bit more training-... Gavin : I almost killed you, Nines, for fuck's  sake ! Nines : … So what ? Thought you were ready to. Gavin : Listen, this beast wanted you dead, everyone dead so bad… How can I… How can I use this power when I know how dangerous and unstable it is? Nines : … But you stopped it, right ? You can control it. Gavin : You fucker, if it wasn't for you, I know I couldn't have stopped it. I would have killed all those strangers, I know that, and I'm not… I'm not a murderer. Nines : … What do you mean, for me ? Gavin : Drop it. I need some air, don't follow me.

X

Hank and Connor enter the library, Connor is looking for the archived events-records to see if Kamski came into this village (which is most likely given it's the first one you can find after the desert)

It appears that the local people can fly so the library is very high, and most scales don't even reach the top of the bookshelves.

Hank : How the hell can we reach the archives ? Connor : Wait a minute, I'll go there and take some volumes with me.

Connor spreads his wings, that widen to support his weight as he takes off to the highest point of the library. Hank is impressed by how graceful Connor looks in the air. When the golem comes back with a consequential pile of old, handwritten books, he's just there, mouth open in amazement.

Connor : Here we go… the last 10 years of history in this village… Ready to pull an all-nighter ?

Hank doesn't reply.

Connor : Hank ? Hank : You're beautiful.

Connor blinks once, his lips slightly parted from the surprise, his eyes conveying nothing else than confusion and yet, low-key content.

Connor: ..I'm sorry ? Hank : When you fly I mean… that's impressive… and beautiful. Connor : Huh… Thank you, I guess ? Anyway hum… let's… let's find a table… Hank : “Thank you” ? But do you even realize how beautiful you are ? Connor : I was created to meet some human ideal. Why would I be proud of something that isn't my doing ? Hank : Ah, don't be so modest.  Connor : … you know, I think I find humans more attractive than Golems. Each one of you is unique, and I love everything you call “flaws”.

Hank laughs halfheartedly at his last line.

Hank : You don't make sense, kid.

X

They read the archives until it's dark outside. Hank can't help but yawn as Connor lights the candles to keep reading.

Connor : You can go back to the inn, Gavin must be there already, and Nines can take over. Hank : Nah, I'm good. Connor : Hm… Hank : You okay ? You look… worried. Connor sighs : … What if we can't find Kamski ? What if… I was wrong, what if we had to go back to Detroit and Jericho with just nothing ? I don't want to return to a situation where I'll have to fight you… I just can't.  Hank : … Yeah, I understand that. I don't think I can remain a Red Guard after what we've been through… After I got to know you. Connor : If we were to fail… nothing will never be the same again. Without you.

Hank just looks at Connor with sharp eyes, as if he's got the urge to say something. At this point Hank knows he's falling for the Golem, but of course, he won't say anything, because he's sure it's only one sided, Connor is so young and handsome he can't possibly feel the same.

Actually the dark haired golem is totally in love with the man, but again, he thinks Hank can't reciprocate his feelings since he's probably into women (after all he used to have a wife), and definitely not into Golems anyways. It just feels so unfair to both of them to consider going back to their normal life when they just want to stay with the other so bad. They just wish they could stay together and run away in some romantic and lovesick lunacy. Again, they won't tell each other about it.

[imo-chan-imagines]

『 As your boyfriend | BNHA Headcanons 』

From the good, to the bad, to the downright adorable.

Characters: female!reader, Aizawa Shouta

Tags/warnings: Boku No Hero Academia (anime), 18+, explicit descriptions of sex, smut, fluff, soft dom Aizawa, relationship, headcanons

⚠️ 18+ CONTENT! MINORS: PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT ⚠️

A/N: Right, so I'm simping for this man biG TIME, but I'm only on season 3, so no spoilers or anything, please. This is my first BNHA post (and it turned out way longer than I was intending 😅) Please let me know if you want more in the future!

Also, I have a repetitive strain injury, so typing stuff is taking a while at the moment. Sorry about that. Thanks for reading! Please enjoy ♡ ~Imo

☆ Aizawa Shouta ☆

I'm not going to lie. Shouta can be a big ol' grouchy pants sometimes, and it's basically impossible to win an argument against him makes you want to tear your hair out, sometimes

But most of the time, he's just tired and in pain, and he doesn't mean to be so crotchety

He's not the type to make excuses, though. That's childish. He means his apologies, even if they're simple

He'll normally initiate an apology by gently wrapping his arms around you from behind and resting his forehead on your shoulder 🥺

Physical contact is incredibly personal and intimate for him. He doesn't just touch anyone, or allow them to touch him

You're special 💞💫

Soft, gentle touches, like his fingers interlacing with yours, or his leg brushing up against you, are basically his way of saying 'I love you'

Catch me crying in the corner, a'ight? 😔

He rarely ever raises his voice. Like, ever he doesn't need to, and is aware that it can be scary

He's definitely the kind of guy to forget to tell people that you're dating, simply because he doesn't see how it's relevant or anyone else's business 🤦‍♀️

I mean, he ain't wrong, but–

And his mood switches between 'antisocial' and 'clingy' like a mechanical metronome did someone say 'cat'?

Sometimes, you'll be lucky if he speaks more than three words to you together in a whole day nothing personal 🤷‍♀️

But on other days, he literally won't let you out of his arms for the world he's complicated, okay?

You have missed many a parcel delivery because he wouldn't let you get up from his lap to answer the door 🙄😂

Boundaries and responsibilities are key and highly respected by Shouta, and he would NEVER erase your quirk without your permission, unless he literally had no other choice like someone's going to get hurt, or something

Is generally quite serious so what's new? but you're one of the few people he can relax around when he feels like it

9/10 of his jokes are dad jokes 😎 hell yeah

Takes a hard stance in financial debates, but is constantly broke af 😶 says he'll buy you dinner and presents you with some instant noodles with a 'Reduced To Clear' sticker on them

Will take a bite of your food/steal some off your plate without asking, and literally say nothing to defend himself #gremlin

Is incredibly shy and uncomfortable about being ~le horny~ until you've been together for literally forever

Even then, he's still shy about it when he has to bring it up and it's pretty cute, let me tell ya

It took him forever to admit to you that he gets turned on when you eat ice lollies

Guess what you do whenever you want to mess with him like a little brat 😛

But if he's in the mood, he will 100% whisper something dirty in your ear, even if you're completely alone and probably well past third base

He does it because he knows your pussy will clamp around him at the sound of his voice 😳🥵

*fans self profusely*

Genuine, unadulterated smiles are rare with Aizawa, but when he does 🙌 Heaven hath opened its gates and allowed an angel walk amongst mere mortals 🥺🤧

If he lays his head on your chest, he will fall asleep like that *snaps fingers*

Surprise nose and forehead kisses to show he loves you ❤

Calls you 'Kitten' this is basically already canon at this point

And he's all about those deep talks with you at 3 am when he can't sleep

Speaking of insomnia!

It's cheesy, but you're like a soothing balm. The warmth of your body makes him feel safe, your touch helps him relax, and your voice soothes him to sleep

He's never slept as well as when you're beside him 😭🤧

When cuddling, he likes to be the big spoon but will accept being the little spoon if you if you press your boobs against his back and ask really nicely 🤭

And he loves you stroking his hair and running your fingers through it 🥺

Netlix nights and pillow/blanket forts!!

Rainy days are a godsend. Staying inside all day under the blankets, with the soft sound of the rain falling outside and no-one to interrupt you – literal paradise

He makes mean hot cocoas and Irish coffees 😋 I feel like this man lives off Irish coffees 😂🤣

Wears a lot of black and grey sweatpants at home 😗 which highlight the outline of his dick just right, if ya know what I'm sayin' 👀

Doesn't like going out for dates and prefers staying inside and doing stuff together same, honeyy

But if you really like going out, he will somewhat begrudgingly agree to it and get all dressed up for you, just so long as he gets his fair share of home-dates, too 🤗

But if you also don't like going out... the two of you will basically never leave the house, except to get groceries in your pyjamas from the 24-hour convenience store down the road at one in the morning oddly specific, I know, but you get me

And sorry, but I don't make the rules

Well, actually, I do. But shush

We all know that Shouta cleans up *chef's kiss* So when you go somewhere ~fancy~ he always looks so damn fine 😩

But he has very little idea that he's hot he sees himself as a tired, walking dumpster fire🚶‍♂️🔥

Shouta will 100% turn into a crazy cat dude with 15+ cats if you don't stop him I never said you should, though 🙃

And is a 'minimalist texter' – basically, if he can't answer a text with 'yes', 'no,' 'maybe', or 'OK', then he probably won't answer it at all 😭😂

Especially if you try and sext him or send him your nudes while he's at work. He'll probably lecture you when he gets home and depending on just how much you turned him on, he might proceed to teach you a lesson...

But wear his shirt, and just his shirt or his hoodie and he's yours

Heart eyes, motherfucker 😍

And, depending on how you two are feeling that day, you may or may not end up getting dicked down on the nearest semi-flat surface right then and there 👀

But don't misunderstand. This is an incredibly tired man you have here, and his libido actually isn't through the roof sorry, ladies so this kind of thing isn't an everyday occurrence

But when he dicks you down, he dicks you down goooood

Shouta's not big on PDA, but makes up for it in private. We're talking hands and kisses all over your body he leaves nothing unloved 😏

And while he's not big on PDA, he is big on sneaky displays of affection or 'SDA', as I like to call it

Like subtly grabbing your butt for a second, or his hand on your thigh under the table at a dinner etc. especially around other people

But what really gets him going is slowly removing your clothes and taking you fully naked, spreading your legs wide and holding them open he likes the view 😍

He lowkey highkey worships your body 🙏 and will literally not shut up about how fucking pretty you are, and how fucking good it feels inside you his words, not mine 😳

Groans and growls a little when he's getting close/cumming especially when he's being a little rough and likes to cum together, but knows it's not always practical

He tends to be a gentle dom, but can get just a teensy bit 🤏 rough if he's too into it – but nothing outrageous

We're talking rough thrusts and a brutal pace, maybe holding onto you a little too hard and, waaahh, he gets so embarrassed if he leaves bruises

Is also into a little bondage, but again, only light stuff – restraining your wrists with his hands or his tie or his Capturing Weapon 👀 maybe blinding-folding you if you're okay with it

If you're not blindfolded, then I'm afraid he's all about that eye contact

Eating out your pussy? Eye contact. Pounding you into the mattress? Blazing eye contact. Rearranging your guts in front of the mirror? Fucking eye contact

And CONSENT, BABY. THAT'S WHAT HE'S FUCKING INTO 😌🙌💞

But all jokes aside – he's too used to taking without consent with his quirk, that he's kind of paranoid about it comes to sex but it's adorable and sweet, and honestly, still kind of hot

And speaking of eating pussy – goddamn does he like to please you. Like cream to a kitty 😛

Oh, and he just loves it when you suck on his fingers as he's pounding into you 🤤

And he likes to leave love bites in personal, inconspicuous places and sometimes on your neck

He's marking his woman 😌

When he gets suuuper horny, he likes to fuck you from behind, standing upright in front of the mirror. It's a specific kink he has of watching himself stretch you out as the length of his cock disappears inside you...

I can get behind that, lemme tell yaaa

I said he tends to be dominant, but female doms – fear not!

Shouta is quite flexible when it comes down to it and is kind of lazy, lmfao so he definitely has time for laying back, having the control taken away, and having his dick ridden

For him, it's really all about communication and what you're both comfortable with

I will say this, though: sometimes, his cat watches you while you're banging 😅😂

The first time it happened, you freaked out and refused to continue because – how could you??? But eventually, you just kind of got used to it 🤷‍♀️

The same way you've got used to it following you to the bathroom every time you go to take a shit 😭

So now, you just kind of laugh about it, which helps keep things a little lighter 🤗

After sex, he does like to snuggle, but you'll be lucky if he stays awake for more than 30 seconds it's one of the few times he actually can sleep well

If you're ever out and about, or even inside, and cold, he'll wrap you up in his clothes/scarf/blanket like a sushi roll like Eren wrapping up Mikasa in his scarf, all deadpan and everything 😐

It's not that often, but when he gets drunk, he gets all soft and emotional, and starts babbling about how he can't believe he got so lucky to be dating you, and that he's sure he hasn't done anything to deserve it mah heart

He's pretty sure he wants kids, but he doesn't feel like now is the right time, and is lowkey afraid that it's never going to feel like the right time

He also constantly doubts himself, wondering if he'd actually able to look after them and protect them the way a father should class 1-A got him second-guessing himself 🥺

Besides, it's not all about him. You clearly have a say in it too, and he doesn't want to force you into anything

Again: communication and comfort zones

Dating Aizawa definitely has its ups and downs, and it's not smooth sailing, but he's prepared to work for a life with you because he's found a connection with you that he hasn't feel with anyone else

He knows that you're both far from perfect, but hopes that, for once, you might just make something good, and make it last 🥰😇

© imo-chan-imagines 2020

[neurodihuegent]

[PART ONE] Huey's character development: season 1 to season 3.

with ducktales 2017 coming to a close in less than two weeks, i thought that now was best of all times to create a post of how i think huey has developed as a character throughout all three seasons. please remember, this post is just based on how I see his character development, and you're free to have your own ideas and/or not agree with all of my points!

1.) learning to adjust to new environments/accepting failures: When we were first introduced to huey's character, one of the biggest take aways was that he's a very "by the book" kind of a person, and has a hard time adjusting to foreign environments or situations that he will need to go with the flow and what he already knows, rather than doing everything by the book.

This was mainly introduced in "The Terror of the Terrafirmians!" in season one, where we could literally see Huey scrambling to make sense of the situation, and at some points, spouting out B.S. to make sense of the situation in his head. While he did end up coming to terms that the Terrafirmians are in fact, very real, he still only decided to believe it once it was documented in his Junior Woodchuck Guidebook.

Progressively throughout the show, we see Huey being put in situations where he has to be able to think quick on his feet rather than anxiously try to sort out all that he knows from the Junior Woodchuck Guidebook. Because of his personality, Huey not only had a hard time adjusting to foreign environments, but it's also been shown that he has a hard time accepting set backs as well. From what we've seen, it's easy to infer that when Huey has his mind set on something, he will do nothing short of achieving that goal: And when said goal is not achieved, or is starting to look like it won't be achieved, he takes it very personally.

This is especially seen in "The Infernal Internship of Mark Beaks!" and "The Challenge of the Senior Junior Woodchuck!": Where in "The Infernal Internship of Mark Beaks", even though Huey was definitely more qualified for the position by a significant amount, when Dewey got the position, his first instinct was to get angry instead of congratulate his brother: Granted, Dewey wasn't completely deserving of the position over Huey, and at this point, Huey was just a kid still learning how to manage his emotions, but his instictive reaction tells a lot about his character at the time. Thankfully, we see this progress with "The Challenfe of the Senior Junior Woodchuck!", where Huey is once again put in a situation where the odds were against him, considering that this time around, Violet was more qualified and prepared for the position than he was. At first, Huey does take this badly, getting super anxious that he'll have to do a challenging, dangerous course that no 11-12 year old probably should be doing, on his lonesome without even the help of the Junior Woodchuck Guidebook, which has been shown to be a source of comfort for Huey. At one point, he is only surviving through the course by creating a talking Junior Woodchuck Guidebook in his head, but even that goes south as he gets so overwhelmed and anxious to the point where he sets it on fire in his head. Eventually, noticing how far he's fallen behind Violet, and realizing how deserving she is of the title over him despite his love for everything Junior Woodchucks, he is able to come to terms with the fact that he lost, and instead of getting upset or beating himself up for it, he gracefully allows her to be announced as the winner, and shows her his full support. This is meaningful, because if this was season 1 Huey, we honestly can not say that his reaction to his loss would've been the same: He probably would've gotten a lot more upset about it than he actually did in season 3.

"Quack Pack!", despite somewhat being more of a comedic episode, also sheds light on how Huey's learned to adjust with a change in environment: He was the first character (other than Donald, who was fully aware) to pick up on the fact that they are in an alternate universe, set inside of a 1990s sitcom, and becomes increasingly anxious about it as a result, especially since everyone was pretty much oblivious of it at first. However despite this, when the family confronts Donald about the wish, while Donald does make a compelling point of how this scenario gives them a sense of normalcy and security, Huey also brings up the fact that despite the hardships they may face, adventuring is an integral part of their new found family. Even though Huey has always been pretty enthusiastic about adventuring, especially in comparison to Louie and pre-season 3 Donald, there has been times where adventuring has caused him anxiety due to being confronted with new settings or situations that he doesn't immediately know how to handle, so considering this, I think that line alone has shown the great improvement Huey has made with adjusting.

2.) embracing "The Duke": in the first two seasons, while we always had somewhat of an idea that huey was the triplet that inherited the infamous McDuck anger, "The Duke" wasn't something that was necessarily explored much in the first two seasons, leading people to believe that it was just for comedic plot. However, in season 3, we finally got an image of what "The Duke" actually is and represents, alongside with how Huey truly feels about this side of him.

Based on my perception of "The Split Sword of Swanstantine", Huey sees The Duke as an entire separate entity from himself rather than just how far his anger can really go, decides to completely reject this side and keep it locked away in his brain. Of course, we've had our early season moments where The Duke "slipped out", but for the most part, leading up to The Split Sword of Swanstantine, we never really got a full glimpse of what exactly the Duke is: and given his personality, it makes sense as to why Huey was rejecting this side of him instead. Not only does The Duke represent one of Huey's most vulnerable states, but knowing how far his anger can go, goes completely against the side of his personality that he does allow to shine: Being orderly, being well put together, and being the brain of his sibling trio, which being blinded by anger would all deter. Despite the strength that embracing his anger gives him, Huey obviously still sees it as a weakness, because it's the side of him he doesn't want people to see, especially those closest to him, because before the events of The Split Sword, Huey didn't exactly have the greatest control of his anger, so while nobody would want to think of it, no one knows how far he could really go if he's pissed enough.

However, thanks to the encouragement of Lena, Huey was finally able to embrace that side of him, and fully gain control over his anger which is something we don't typically see with the infamous McDuck Anger, given that the only way he could defeat Steelbeak who had an obvious advantage, was to tap into his true strength. The biggest takeaway Huey got from this situation, is that his anger shouldn't be treated as if it's a separate entity, or as if it's something to be embarassed of, but to truly embrace that side of himself, and learn how to control it, all things that he was able to accomplish by the end of "The Split Sword of Swanstantine".

3.) building new relationships:

Since season one, it's been hinted that Huey does struggle a bit on the friendship aspect of things. He does have very close relationships with his brothers and Webby, but even these can be hindered by clashing personalities and differing interests. Even though it's fairly obvious that HDLW all love and support each other like family, Huey has never really exactly been shown to have a bond with someone where he shares completely similar interests: Now, this isn't really important in friendship, often times opposites attract even down to the friendship aspect, but it is nice to have someone where you can just sit and chat about similar interests, and do stuff together that you'll both enjoy.

The first time we've gotten a hint at Huey struggling with making friends was in "The Day of the Only Child!", where, if the Beagle Brothers didn't show up, Huey would've been out of luck with finding two other participants for the three-man cookout, considering that everyone else was already paired up and Louie and Dewey were already off doing their own things for the day. Also hinted in that same episode, is the fact that Huey make struggle with loneliness as well (Huey "Be horribly alone." Dewey: "For once!"), given that he's spent most if not all of his life constantly with his brothers and Donald, so even if him and his brothers did have fall outs every here and there, he could always rely on them to be there given that outside of them, he didn't rely have any other friends.

Now, this somewhat turns around in season 2, when we're introduced to Fenton, who Huey not only idolizes as Gizmoduck, but looks at like a genuine best friend and most likely, as an older brother figure. Besides Huey's admiration of Gizmoduck, it's been shown that they bond over their similar interest in science, and in general, Huey is constantly looking out for Fenton and always wanting to protect his best friend from any danger or hurt that he himself can prevent. Despite Fenton undoubtedly being Huey's closest friend, I think that it's also important to shed light on the friendships that he's made that are more in his age group.

Following the events of Astro BOYD!, we are introduced to Boyd and Huey's friendship, two characters that existed in the show prior but never had any interactions. Huey and Boyd bond over their interest in the Junior Woodchucks, something that we once again see Huey get backlash for from his fellow Woodchucks, for being too "by the book" and not just "relaxing and being a kid" (even going as far to label him as a "robot"). Even in Boyd's malfunctioning, Huey is determined to stay by his side until the end, not only because of their shared interests and the bonding they began to do at the very beginning of the episode, but also because Huey understood what it was like to be cast away and treated as less just for being different (or in Huey's words, "wired a little differently"). Even though Fenton is Huey's closest friend by a margin, I would consider Boyd's friendship with him really meaningful, at least given the circumstances of how they became friends in the first place: Two people who were cast aside, for not being what society considered the "perfect/normal kid", and instead of people working with them, they were just cast aside easily. Considering how fast Huey probably had to grow up given the circumstances of living with Donald who, despite being an amazing father figure, dealt with poverty pretty often, it's no wonder why he's very mature for his age and very "by the book", but it's also no wonder why kids who probably didn't have to grow up with those circumstances, would easily be turned off. Louie and Dewey are a lot more understanding considering they grew up in the same setting, but even they dealt with it differently, often leading to their personalities clashing, which is even lampshaded in this episode as another insecurity of Huey's when building relationships ("Are you sure you want me to continue? My brothers are usually *begging* me to stop.).

We're also introduced to another friendship at the very beginning of season three, with Violet. Even though at the beginning, things were a bit rocky considering how anxious Huey was getting from the Senior Woodchuck competition, and his determination to beat Violet, even to the point of leaving him behind when she probably needed him the most, by the end of the episode, we see both Violet and Huey not only reconcile, but start to actually bond. During this high stress situation, Violet was a great source of relief for Huey, using her own experiences of failure to inspire Huey to not give up, and that even if he does lose (which he did) in this specific situation, there'll be more opportunities because he is great when it comes to the Junior Woodchucks. Even when Violet wins, instead of being bitter which would definitely be expected considering that Huey is a child and how much he was anticipating winning, he is able to put his grievances aside and congratulate her because she helped him greatly during a point of weakness. Even if Violet and Huey's friendship didn't end up as closeknit as his and Boyd's, or as prominent as his and Fenton's, I think this was still a meaningful connection for him as Violet was great balance for the anxiety that he was feeling at the time, and despite him leaving her behind, she beared no ill will towards him.

This is only the first part, where I examined what I felt were the key component to his character development over the last three seasons, and the next post will focus on other aspects that weren't as focused on during the series!

[kaydeefalls]

For the writer ask meme: 3, 11, 12 for The Pride

Aw, nice, thank you! The Pride Pact, cheesy meet-cute AU of my heart.

3. Any deleted scenes that didn't make it into the fic?

Nope! I wrote this one in chronological order and 100% by the seat of my pants, just grooving with where it decided to take me. Never had anything extraneous to delete. (That's pretty normal for me, though -- it's rare that I write entire scenes and then delete them later. It definitely happens, but not often.)

11. What happens to these characters 2, 5, 10 years later?

You know, normal stuff. IDK, these are the most real-world-normal versions of the TOG characters I've ever written. Nicky and Joe definitely move in together way too quickly, probably within a couple of months. Joe switches career paths a couple of times, trying to figure out a way to make a living in the arts a little more directly. Nile bullies them into holding their wedding reception at the Guard and is genuinely surprised and thrilled when they actually follow through. She and Celeste probably shack up at some point. Lykon finishes his degree and becomes a social worker, but keeps pulling bar shifts anyway because he enjoys it and likes the excuse to hang out with Andy and Quynh. Everything is soft and occasionally stressful because that's what real life is but they all stay friends and stuff. Just nice happy things, IDK.

12. Pick a scene and give writer's commentary on your thoughts.

OH GOD HOW DO I EVEN

fine

Once in the cab, he ignores Joe as best he can, resting his head against the window. The glass feels cool against his face. Finally, Joe breaks the silence. "I'm sorry," he says. "I don't know what I said that pissed you off so much, but whatever it was, I am sorry."

"Okay," Nicky tells the window, still not looking at him.

"Nicky." When he doesn't respond, Joe reaches out to rub Nicky's shoulder. "C'mon, please. I don't think you've ever been mad at me before, and I really want to make it right. This sucks."

Nicky considers shrugging him off, but realizes he's already leaning into Joe's touch in spite of himself. "It's nothing, it's stupid. I'll probably forget about it in the morning anyway."

"I won't, though. Please, Nicky, just talk to me—"

"I just wish you would stop bringing up the damn Pride pact," Nicky says, all in a rush, knowing exactly how ridiculous he must sound. "Like—it's fine, whatever, I know you and I are never going to…" He swallows and shakes his head. "I've made my peace with it. But you don't need to keep reminding all our friends exactly how unfuckable you think I am."

Joe freezes, his grip on Nicky's shoulder tightening. "That's not—"

"I know that is not how you intend it," Nicky says quietly. "It's just a joke at this point, but that's how it feels, so. I wish you wouldn't."

So, like, it's no secret that the Pride pact is based on an actual agreement I made (at Pride) with the woman who is now my wife, because we were the only two queer women in a social group dominated by gay men. (Very little else about the fic is based on RL, but the basic premise, yes.) Anyway. The way SHE tells it, she'd tried to chat me up a few times at that point, but I was clearly not interested, so she proposed the pact as a way to prove that we could just be friends and I wouldn't have to worry about her Making It Weird. From my perspective, I legit had no idea she was interested and felt very Warned Off by the way she shot me down out of absolutely nowhere when we weren't even flirting or anything. But whatever, it's all good.

Fast forward a couple of years. We're still just friends. She still brings up the pact as a joke among our friends on the regular, and at one point I get drunk with a mutual friend and rant about it to him for like an hour because, like, I haven't had a date in ages and there are still only a bare handful of other female-identified folks in our friend group and I would really appreciate it if my ONE friend who is also inclined towards women would stop reminding all of our mutual friends exactly how unfuckable she finds me. (Unbeknownst to me, the reason she keeps mentioning it is because she is solidly crushing on me at this point and is overcompensating because she still doesn't want to make it weird.)

That conversation between Nicky and Joe? We never actually had it. Because it honestly wound up not being relevant by the time we got together in real life, and it was just that one random night I got really ticked off about it -- it's not something I was genuinely upset by, it had just been a weird night and I'd been in a shitty mood. But that's my imagining of how much more quickly we might have gotten our shit together if we'd ever actually TALKED ABOUT IT like freaking grownups. Living vicariously through fictional characters, folks!

(Other fun fact: my wife reads almost all my fic before I post it these days. When she got to that scene, she was like OH MY GOD IS THAT WHAT YOU THOUGHT THE WHOLE TIME and it was legitimately hilarious.)