#really happy with these gifs btw hehe

[smarthily]

Sherlolly Appreciation Week 2024 Day 7 - Relationship Unconditional love

[crazy-form]

'HEAR ME OUT' behind the scenes — kim jongin.

[seokmashu]

gyuvin fooling around with the holes in gunwook's shirt~

[yvesdoee]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ jujutsu kaisen fic recommendations ( sfw ! ) ft. gojo , geto , nanami , toji

hi ! :) these are my personal recommendations, might contain suggestive content but nothing too explicit. and these are mostly drabbles because it’s hard to find swf oneshots or series, i’m sorry :3 also most of the fics are fluff

╰┈➤ gojo satoru

✧.* the great war ( @satorulovebot ) got me FUCKING SOBBING THIS IS NOT OKAY. don’t read this in a good mood, it will ruin your day ( not in a bad way tho, this is so good, one of my favs on this app, dk why this isn’t popular )

✧.* how to fake date a doctor ( @lostfracturess ) i know there is a really suggestive content(no smut tho), but :( it’s too wonderful

✧.* i know you still think about the times we had ( @/saetoru ) angstyy but happy ending

✧.* we can dip, if you’re ready ( @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat ) unrequited love trope is one of my favorites ….

✧.* yandere!gojo ( @gojoest ) i’m not usually into yandere stuff, but this drabble is really good

✧.* this is home ( ryowritten ) this is rb link because the original blog isn’t available, i’m sorry. but you should definitely read this

✧.* husband!satoru x pregnant!reader ( @sanemistar ) this is soo so sweet ;(

✧.* crybaby ( @suhtorus ) another sweet tooth rotting drabble

✧.* dad!satoru ( @cute-sucker ) aaand another one!

✧.* #needthis ( @kentwos ) this is not the title .. lol

╰┈➤ fushuguro toji

✧.* valentines day ( @lemonlover1110 ) ft. megumi fushiguro ;)

✧.* argument ( @lymtw ) reader is SO ME …… ugh i love hurt/comfort (also read author’s other works please they’re amazing)

✧.* lockedup!fushiguro ( @animamii ) please read this series, this is veryyy good

✧.* bad dream ( @stellawish ) i love love dad!toji

✧.* toji fushiguro is no blind man ( @kissitbttr ) veery suggestive but also very good ;)

✧.* dad!toji drabble ( @kashverse ) this person got a huge amount of fluff drabbles of many characters and their works are freaking amazing

✧.* toji fushiguro had no intentions of getting married again ( @starmapz ) i’m actually rereading it like once in three days no jokes

✧.* olderboyfriend!toji ( @tojibnuy ) i audibly giggled btw

✧.* acts of service ( @levisjinchuriki ) like i said , i love hurt/comfort and this oneshot is amazing

✧.* toji with pregnant wife ( @onehundredelevven ) ughh this is so cute i’m gonna die

✧.* when you caught flowers on the wedding ( @pepperyduck ) it made me want to attend someone's wedding …unfortunately i've never been to one 🥲

✧.* one step forward, two steps back ( @jjk4isen ) this is just cruel.

╰┈➤ nanami kento

✧.* jealous nanami ( @shebrewscoffee ) this is SO nanami i love it

✧.* olderhusband!nanami ( @vampyhvnt ) this is canon actually ….

✧.* evening walks were sacred in the nanami household ( @kashverse )

✧.* nanami is part danish ( @iid-smile ) this is very sweet i’m actually exploded

✧.* his protégé ( @augustinewrites )

✧.* my wife ( @chastiefoul ) you could tell nanami is very married

✧.* heart attack ( @iid-smile )

✧.* disturbed sleep ( @iid-smile )

✧.* nanami bittersweet ( @/creamflix ) i’m sorry this is a rb link too .. and this one HURTS

✧.* the secret wife ( @chuluoyi ) hehe i love this .. you should also read love entries ( gojo ) from this author <3 this is very good

✧.* yuji after anesthesia ( @unabletonotlovesatoru ) this is healing my btw ..

╰┈➤ geto suguru

✧.* the paint doesn’t move the way the light reflects ( @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat ) OOH I LOVE LOVE ROYALTY AU AND THIS IS SO SWEET AND CUTE OMG

✧.* i love you, i love you (kill me in the morning) ( @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat )

✧.* six degrees of separation ( @starmapz ) best geto series imo ….

✧.* i crumble completely when you cry ( @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat ) arctic monkeys mentioned ⁉️ but seriously this is AWESOME also if you want some good geto fics please check this blog and read their works

✧.* i dream, now, of a normal life with you ( @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat )

✧.* suguru drabble ( @jjk4isen )

✧.* baby, my baby ( @sugudoe ) this is a smau including geto, gojo and nanami, AND THIS IS SOO AMAZING LIKE OML did i mentioned that i LOVE hurt/comfort ??

✧.* twin dad and teacher geto ( @slttygeto )

✧.* teacher!geto with pregnant wife ( @slttygeto ) teacher suguru ..teacher suguru ….

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE WORKS ! ALL CREDITS TO THE AUTHORS <3

[cream-stew]

Exhibitionst dom!kinich with fem!reader please!

I've always loved your writing! I'm happy to be fed by my favourite writer! Have a great day/night btw & thanks in advance!

🔞minors dni

warnings: afab reader, exhibitionism, creampie, slightly mean kinich

// note: first kinich request let's goooo you're very welcome and actually thank you for the compliments hehe I hope you'll like this one too <3

"you're getting off to this, aren't you?", he says with a deadpan tone close to your ear, and you don't even know what to reply because... yeah you are..........

he has you bent over a crate right out in the open, on one of the higher up walkways of the scions of the canopy, and you're fully naked for him while he's still completely clothed, only his pants are a lil low on his hips so he could free his huge cock.

he hasn't even entered you yet, grinding against your wet pussy and teasing you, your arms pinned to your lower back by one of his hands as the other rests on the crate, right next to your face.

you whimper at his light mockery, trying to rut back against him, and you hear him snort in a quiet little voice. "you really want it even out here? I thought you'd tell me off, that you'd be worried of being seen", he adds, but you just shake your head desperately and plead him to fuck you, assuring him you really want him, yes, even in public. no one ever uses this specific walkway anymore either, you're sure of it :(

he seems satisfied enough by your reply, so he brings his free hand to your right asscheek, spreading it out for him to see your pretty holes. his cock easily catches on your pussy's entrance, and it's even easier to push inside, with how wet and eager you are, so loose without him even having to finger you a little.

you try to hold back your moans as he starts fucking you in earnest, a quick pace right from the beginning, and you have to close your eyes so you don't see the people going about their day so far away below you two, barely distinguishable from so high up. you're so embarrassed but this is turning you on like crazy :(

when he thinks you're being too loud, he pushes two fingers inside your mouth, trying to muffle your pathetic cries of pleasure, but the most he obtains is just the drool sliding down your chin.

you're sooo close to your orgasm already, too bad you can't beg him to go any faster with your mouth occupied, but you're in luck: he seems to be about to cum too, so he speeds up without you even having to ask <3

he cums inside you with a grunt, pushing you to your own climax with a loud moan; you close your eyes again so you can't see whether or not people have noticed........

[17020]

Hiiiii can I cash in a like and sub to ur blog for some hoshina headcannons?

If at all possible could it be hoshina x narumis twin!sister / sibling reader? Ilysm!!!!!!!!!

I really relate to the whole scholarship thing BTW. I'm currently debating the pros and cons of collage due to lack of funds :') I hope you have good luck in ir studies tho!!!!

- anony 🥶🥵

Ps. Iykyk with the *icy---hot* emojis hehe

hiihiii !! thank you so much for supporting my wordpress event! i went with fem sibling! reader <3

SOSHIRO HOSHINA . . . IS A TRAITOR? NO! YOU ARE!

— picture this: two narumi siblings in the first division, co-captains, and basically whipping up a storm in the ariake maritime base. even though you love your brother, you know he can be quite a handful, so you try to piss him off whichever way you can. and when you find out he absolutely despises hoshina, it's like a lightbulb lit up in your brain.

— so what do you do? you do everything in your power to enrage gen. it starts off subtle, like asking shinonome "who's that guy with the cute bowl cut?" in front of him, and to your surprise said bowl cut guy turns around and immediately knows who you are. so he plays along. you exchange numbers and get to talking. and gen will throw a tantrum if the two of you are alone.

— pissing gen off will include: making googly eyes at hoshina in front of narumi, asking him out to lunch, training with him and asking for some personal lessons, touching his bicep and going "soshiro you're so strong!!" and your brother questioning "since when are you so close with the beady-eyed dumbass????" and you best believe when hoshina FINALLy asks you on a date, he's taking proper care of you and making you feel very much loved.

— eventually, hoshina does ask about your situation(ship). because he knows damn well you're using him, he just wants to hear it from you. worst part is, you genuinely grew to like him. so he asks "so how long are ya gonna pretend ya like me?" and you're like "pretend??" and he explains how he was genuinely interested in you and took the opportunity to get to know you. you admit you like him too, even though it wasn't all genuine at first. anyway at the wedding gen can be seen stomping every flower he comes across and scoffs when people cheer for the happy couple.

[rekino2114]

if requests are open would you mind writing fem gojo, fem sukuna, maki, and nobara with a male!s/o who doesnt take anything seriously- like, hes the type to laugh during a serious situation

idk if youll do this or not lol i thought it was a good idea im a big supporter of ur work btw MALE/GN!READER SUPREMACY

Nobara,maki,fem!gojo, and fem!sukuna with a s/o who doesn't take anything seriously

A/n:Thanks, I appreciate the support, gn/male reader supremacy indeed

Nobara kugisaki

She treats you very similarly to how she treats yuji:sometimes she's mad and yells at you, and other times she's giggling and having fun with you

It really depends on the situation. If you're during a mission and the situation is serious, then she'll tell you to stop and take it seriously, but if you're laughing at something stupid, yuji did then she'll just join you

If she gets very mad at you for your lack of seriousness she won't talk to you for a while and wait for you to come and apologize

"Hey y/n, what the heck are you laughing about over here?"

"Sorry, it's just yuji slipped and fell down it was wo funny"

"Really? You have to show me"

"Yeah I filmed it"

"C-cmon guys"

Maki zenin

Sometimes, she wonders why she loves you. Genuinely, you two are just opposites and you annoy her so much most of the time

Unless it's an actually funny situation she'll scold you for being so unserious. Gojo already annoys her a lot and she doesn't need someone else like that giving her even more headaches

She gets mad at you a lot and will need a lot of time to get used to your demeanor, but when your relationship goes on for long enough, she'll get softer and be more understanding.....she still hits you when you're annoying though

"You idiot! We're fighting a curse and you're out here laughing? Be serious for once!"

"I think it's you who needs to relax more maki"

".........."

"O-ok sorry babe"

Fem!gojo

You two are just the same, always being silly and not taking anything seriously. You have so many inside jokes that no one else can understand, but that make you burst into laughter at any moment

You could be on a mission, hunting a very powerful curse, and gojo will just be showing you memes while firing off a red to take care of it, followed by both of you laughing about how weak it was

Everyone else is so annoyed by you two, especially satori's students who just sigh whenever her boyfriend walks into class, knowing you'll just start joking around and they won't get anything done

"Man, that curse was seriously a special grade? Man what a disappointment"

"I know, I'm sure even a sneeze would have killed it"

"Hehe, you're right about that"

Fem!sukuna

She's like nobara in the sense that her reaction to your personality depends on her mood

There are moments where she's feeling grumpy or unsatisfied, so she'll demand you stop being like this around her but also moments where she can be very unserious and laugh too, especially when she's fighting a weak enemy

She would be lying if she said she didn't find your silliness cute, especially when you're this happy because of something she did, but she'll never say it to your face

"Great job, ryomi, you annihilated that sorcerer like it was nothing, it was so much fun"

"I'm glad you found it enjoyable, but did you expect anything else"

"Of course not my queen, I love watching you fight"

"Eh, thank you, and I.....appreciate seeing your reaction"

[mimorobo]

Dude the second I saw this tumbler I immediately fell in love with it the plushies are so cute and tiny AHHH! So cute, and sans and papyrus are adorable ya know what

*kisses sans and papyrus's skull head in a motherly way*

They are my children now I shall protect the beans UwU

Btw love you blog and animation, and the plushies!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

!!!! THANKS SO MUCH!!! :DDD AAADSASASFF HEHE OMG yeah they're pretty tiny (except for Papyrus XD)

Oh but I'm REALLY happy with how the skelebros turned out!! SO GLAD U LIKE EM SO MUCH!! Protect the beans yes... I understand that feeling so well now XD

AGAIN THANK YOU!! :'D

[aamircoeur]

Hi! i was wondering if you could do a Kenji x tennis player reader head cannons? I really liked your volleyball fic i was just wondering 🤎

Ken Sato with a tennis player lover ー hcs.

hello baby thank u for the ask !! i got two asks for a tennis player s/o btw but i'll only reply to this one hehe shout out to the other anon ! :) happy reading! <3 sfw, female reader.

he loves tennis

well he kinda only loves it cus ure a tennis player

but he likes it a lot cus to him, it's similar to baseball

like yea my baby swings shit for a sport js like me !

silly

the two of you have each other's initials

you rub the KS on your racket before stepping into the court for good luck <3

he studies hairstyle tutorials on youtube in the hopes that you'd let him do your hair for a tournament

and he actually put in the time and effort to learn it, braiding your hair when you sleep over at his place

he also practices on the long parts of his hair when he's alone

he's such a cutie patootie

OH AND

he has a racket emoji on his social media banner

hehe :)

ken annoyed his social manager so much that they just had to allow him

he loves you in your tennis attire

he especially likes your skirt

he likes it sm

he loves it

the two of you would play tennis together

but it's just him using the racket as a bat

but he's surprisingly good at using it!

because of you, he actually included ankle exercises and workout to his routine before and after games or trainings

your games have shown him the importance of it and he's expressed how much of a game-changer it was

you would be well-known in the giants because of how much kenji brags about you

and unsurprisingly a lot of them are fans of you

but fuck was it surprising to ken

cus what the fuck why do they like you like that

they cant like you like that

only he can like you like that

ken baby nobody gaf

ur girlfriend is a world champion in tennis she WILL have fans

[sickwhispers]

Wait... How did I get here?!!! Anyways while I'm here, the hc you made Abt dandy was very fun to read, can you make a part 2 pls 🥺

Hopefully you accept part 2 requests, btw you can jusr ignore this if you don't want to.

Hehe, hiii. Part 2 requests are completely allowed, don't worry. In fact, I'm flattered that you enjoyed it enough to request a part 2, so thank you for that!

THEY LOVE ME, THEY LOVE ME NOT (pt 2)

Pairing: Dandy x reader

Relationship: romantic (situationship again)

Warnings: I mightve made him yandere coded... woopsie, slightly sadistic

Type: headcanons + drabble

Surely now you understand why he had to do what he did

And, he can't help but find some sense of amusement in the way you nodded your head, eyes wide with a hint of fear behind their glossy look

He's sorry, he doesn't want to be mean

But... sometimes he thinks it's just a little cute how desperate you get when it comes to buying from his shop

"Nwah... I didn't even have to ask you this time! You must really like me, don't ya?" The smile on his face seemed to stretch as you tossed the last remaining tapes you had saved up during the last couple of floors. He never felt the need to ask you after every round anymore. At this point, he was certain you'd hand them over eventually.

He could tell you were nervous. The way your hands shook as you grabbed the medkit from his display of items. You were lucky, yknow. If it was anyone else, he'd only be giving them a couple gumballs and singular chocolate bars. But you? How could he keep all the best stuff hidden?

The others didn't understand him like you did. They had even tried asking you to distance yourself from him at some point. But, you'd never do that to him. He's your friend, and he has been ever since the beginning.

After seeing your reaction to his twisted form, he almost constantly felt the need to show it to you just one more time

To see the way your body froze, a deer in headlights and at the complete mercy of what you could only describe as a grotesque monster made of ichor

But, he also didn't want you to think of him as a monster

He found the way you shook in his presence cute, but that didn't mean he wanted you to shake every time you were in the same room together

Maybe, if he warmed you up to his twisted form more, you'd feel a bit less uncomfortable with the idea of letting him lay on you

Feeling you beneath him as he nuzzled against the top of your head, a claw of his tracing each line on your palm

Seeing you scared was fun, but he was always a fan of the domestic moments

Just having you by his side was enough to keep him happy, your constant presence bringing a comfort like no other

He was never sure why he felt this way

Honestly, the first time he felt it back when everything wasn't in total disaster, he had thought he'd caught some sort of sickness.

But no, he didn't, and it didn't take too long before he really found out why every time he saw you, his body seemed to tense

There was always a need to make you happy, to keep you smiling

So, despite the overwhelming sensation to bare his monstrous form just for you, he found himself opting to hold it back

For now, at least

Until your hands stopped shaking and your smile didn't hold some sort of strain behind its appearance

The glossy eyes were cute, but...

Only then would he try to get you used to the feeling of eyes boring into the back of your head every floor

He didn't want you to think of him like some sadist

Sure, he had some sadistic tendencies

But he's only joking!

No need to worry. He loves you. He'd never want to hurt you

Intentionally, that is

But, until the day he's able to show you the worst possible version of him without the fear of scaring you enough to leave forever

He's fine with pretending like he doesn't want you to shower him with all kinds of affection he could possibly think of

In both his toon form and twisted form

[lukaherehelp]

*gets back on stage* Thank you, thank you, glad to be back on stage! *preps the mic*

ehem... So about this: let me explain it to the babies in this hellsite that still are too new to a/b/o - omegaverse dynamics.

You have probably seeing our favorite alpha4alpha duo going at each others necks like their lifes depend on it.

And even in their case this gesture is important due to, you guessed it: scent.

Yet, if you go through all their makeouts and nc scenes, there's no bite to be seeing. And that's because there's no use to it in their case. Let me explain why:

This whole gesture turns into a much intricate dynamic when we are talking about an alpha4omega relationship.

The neck is really significant in this "setting" due to the existence of "scent glands". Is basically an exaggeration on how, even in "normal humans", any type of smell is more powerful on the neck area due to the pulsing and warmth of blood, which helps the skin to maintain a smell for much longer. That's why we usually wear perfume on our necks. or why vampires always go to the neck but wrong bl to talk about that.

Now, onto this "scent glands": is what gives away the subgender of anyone just by one sniff. They are the reason why Babe got really happy after those couple of sniffs onto Charlie's neck.

But in their case, that's about as much use as they have. "You smell nice!", that's it.

With our favorite alpha4omega, AlanJeff and you can also attribute this to SonicNorth btw 👀, this area can take a much more importance. Why? Because of marking.

"Marking" in omegaverse is when an alpha "claims" an omega: is a deep bite to the neck area where the scent glands are located. Once an alpha marks an omega, the omega can mark that same alpha back, also claiming it. After you get marked, that's it, you are forever partnered unless one of them dies or the bond is somehow broken but let's not think about it now. Your scent even changes, letting everyone around you know not only that you have being marked, but also whom you belong to.

Now that you know this, my post saying that we are one little step away from this to happen is more clear: because y'all can't tell me that THIS:

isn't the face of an omega whoms being more than ready to be marked and claimed. Jeff has wanted this old man's teeth sunken on his neck since two lifetimes ago.

Because when this little shit said "I can't see anything when you touch me" is pure bullshit! I know, Jefferson, that by this point:

You already knew a bathroom nailing session was bound to happened and I'm trying to not going insane about the position of their heads, I BETTER SEE A BITE MARK DURING THE BATHTUB SCEEN AFTERWARDS.

YOU AIN'T SLICK hehe, JEFFREY, AND NEITHER IS ALAN. My old man is losing his mind for a reason, never instinct has hit him harder than now. Ma boi is ready to take the responsibility and the opportunity cannot come faster for the both of them.

So yeah, that's it. Nothing else to add.

GIVE US THE MARKING, YOU BRAVE COWARDS!!

*runs off stage*

[aemondwhoresworld]

AN IDEA FOR ANY WRITER/AUTHOR NEED IT

prince!aemond targaryen x noble!reader

warning: unrequited love, mention of being abandon, pregnancy, alys and aemond have a child together (son/daughter have dark hair), mention of alys, betrothed

mae: maybe if you write one base on this ideas please tag me to it cause i’d love to read it, also sorry about my grammar, english is not my native language

i have an angsty idea for Aemond Targaryen, tis will take place which Aemond and Alys secretly have a son/daughter together (you can decide how old this baby is) but the Targaryens are completely unaware to the existence of Alys as well as this baby.

And y/n is the youngest and only daughter of a noble family of the Waynwood family, both have been betrothed to each other since they were both very young and y/n has the ability to read minds someone else's sincerity (the reader is not a witch), so y/n soon learned of the existence of Alys and their child, even though she had been passionately in love with Aemond since the small meetings between the Targaryen family and the Waynwood family, but y/n still silently accepted her fate since she always wanted to fulfill her duty as a good wife to Aemond as well as become a part of the Targaryen family with some hope that Aemond would realize her feelings for him.

About 3 years have passed, everything for y/n becomes simpler and she gradually changes her lifestyle to be able to integrate into the place she calls her second home, which is also where her children will later live. But everything fell apart when Aemond, after some time arriving at Harrenhal, took Alys and their child to Kings Landing, and declared that Alys and their child would from now on live in Kings Landing. Everything happened so fast, and she decided to quietly leave Kings Landing with the twins she was carrying the night everything happened (she knows that she is with child, and planning on to tell Aemond the night he brought Alys and their child to KL), y/n did not tell anyone know even her family (there is only her maid who knows about y/n's current situation). Y/n then migrate to a remote area (like a small rural area, where no one knows her identity).

The scene is set about 1 year after y/n gives birth to twins, her children have this blonde white hair like Aemond. When the people in the village saw these kids with strange colored hair, they were very surprised and started spreading rumors about these kids being witches, and of course rumors spread to Kings Landing and Since then King Aegon (who y/n gets really close with since the day she married to Aemond, live in a cold marriages) sent people to the village where y/n lived to bring her back to the right place where y/n belonged.

this could be an angsty one with a happy ending (actually any ending you decide is fine but i love it when aemond would beg the forgiveness from y/n, hehe), of course this will not be all of it, if you need anymore of the details please let me know 🥹. btw this idea originally is for jacaerys but i think it’s more fit for aemond

[rosenclaws]

Suffering || Logan Howlett x Reader

summary: You've been taken by an enemy mutant group and Logan is going nuts. He's the first to jump to action when the team thinks they've got a lead. But something isn't write and only Logan seems to know it.

warnings: (I tried to make this as gn as possible but lmk if I can make it better ty) angst, kidnapping, injuries, violence, implied torture , hurt/comfort, self doubting Logan, anger issues Logan, logan stabs someone oops. Happy ending

wc: 3.5k

a/n: I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING GUYS. Okay so this is loosely based on the song Suffering from Epic The Musical. I say loosely bc it's really loose lmao. But I'm happy to finally have something out for you guys to read and it's my favorite (hurt and angst hehe) I really hope you guys enjoy! btw the readers powers are based on the Mutant Elixir

It had been 48 Hours since you had been taken and everyone was on edge. But no one was worse off than Logan. He was a complete wreck and taking it out on everyone else. He hasn't eaten or slept since. Just replaying that stupid mission over and over in his head. He swirls the half melted ice in his empty cup around as he closes his eyes.

"Logan!" You cried out as the dragged you away from him.

He roars as he tries to fight the magnetic field that was pulling him away from you. He could feel his muscles ripping apart and knitting together as he tried and tried.

"Look out!" His eyes going wide as they jammed a needle right into your neck.

Your hand that was reaching for him falls limply to your side as you hit the ground hard. They take you away, ignoring Logan's threats as he screams and roars. By the time the team responds to his SOS signal it's too late.

You're long gone.

This whole damn thing had been a trap. You were too great to ignore. Unimaginable power at your fingertips. The power to manipulate biological material. Meaning that you could heal the sick, kill someone with a single touch, you could even raise the dead. But you never wanted your powers to be used for anything but good. So you heal.

You're the school nurse essentially and you love every moment of it. Helping kids who get hurt and healing the team when they come back from missions. You don't dare tap into the darker side of your powers. In fact you're rarely on the field to do so. But only on rare occasions do you join the team. It's how the lured you out. They knew you couldn't resist coming if there was a group of children in need of your help.

It was just you and Logan. The intel they had received told them that there was an abandoned mutant testing site with test subjects trapped in the building who needed immediate care. So it was just the two of you. It all happened so fast.

The moment you two walked in the building Logan knew something was wrong. He tried to act but they were quicker. They were a group of mutants who wanted more power. They wanted to take over the world and use you to do it.

The ride back was quiet as Logan seethed with rage. No one dared speak to him and as soon as they landed he made a beeline right to Charles. Slamming his hands on the his desk and demanding to know where the hell he got that information. Because he was going to tear them limb from limb.

It took hours for him to calm down enough to talk about what happened and now he's stuck waiting for something. Anything.

"If you keep squeezing that glass you're going to break it. Again."

Ororo calm voice makes him clench his jaw. He places the glass down before glancing up at her. She sighs before sitting in a chair across from him.

"We're going to find them Logan."

"And what if we don't? What if we're too late?!" He bites back.

His voice is filled with anger. Ororo doesn't flinch as Logan takes the glass and throws it against the wall. It shatters into a million tiny pieces as his chest heaves.

"Have you told them?" Logan's eyes widen as he bares his teeth. "Told them what?" "That you're in love with them." Ororo says like it's the most obvious thing in the world. To anyone who wasn't you or Logan it was.

"The fuck are you talking about?" He says lowly, almost like a growl. She sighs as she gets up and rests a hand on his shoulder. The defenses he puts around his heart are clear to anyone. Especially Ororo.

"Logan, it's okay to let yourself feel sometimes. You don't always have to be the heartless one." She hums as the tension slowly leaves his body.

"What good has having a heart gotten me huh? I've got a trail of bodies 'Ro and now..." He closes his eyes as he sinks back into the chair. A tired look on his face.

"Now it's lookin' like they're gonna be one of them." He mumbles.

Logan's feelings are complicated. They always have been. He hides them away, locks them with a key and tosses that key into the fucking ocean. Logan knows what he is. He's never thought for once he's anything but a killer. The blood on his hands could never be washed away. To him, it doesn't matter how man people he's saved. To save those people required bloodshed. Whether it's justified is up in the air. He's a beast. An animal. And you...you're everything he's not.

You have power one could only dream of. Temptation haunts you every single day knowing what you could do if with the snap of your fingers. Yet you choose good every single time. You choose to be kind and use your omega level powers to cure a kids headache or patch them up and give them a damn lollipop on the way out. Whether or not he loves you, whether you feel the same way. It doesn't matter.

He won't taint your beauty with his mess.

This just proves everything he's been telling himself. He's not good enough for you. He can't protect you. You called for him. You sounded so fucking scared and they took you while he watched. He can't handle another body on his hands.

Especially not yours.

Ororo sees the conflict brewing in him and it pains her to see her friend in such distress. She kneels down near his chair and leans in close.

"Scott doesn't want me telling you this, but we think we have a lead. We aren't sure but we think we know where they're holding them." Logan shoots out of the chair.

"Tell me. Now."

It takes Logan all of 10 minutes to barge into Charles' office, demand to leave, and tell Scott to fuck off when he tried to stop him. He was suited up and in the jet by the time the rest of the team even caught up to him.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go." He buckles himself in the chair, ignoring the looks his friends give each other as they slowly follow him onto the jet.

They know there's a chance this is another trap or a dead end but no one has the heart to tell Logan no. He's too determined. If they say no he'll just run off by himself. Logan doesn't listen to the plan. He has a fucking plan. It's find you. He doesn't need anything else.

He's out of the jet when it lands. His sense can pick up a few strangers and he barely listens to the comms as he barrels his way into the warehouse. It's always some abandoned warehouse isn't it Logan thinks as he slams a guard to the ground. But something catches his attention. Your scent. He can smell you. You're here. Logan moves as quietly as he can through the dark halls. It's quiet. Too quiet.

"L-Logan?" He spins around and sees you limping your way into his view. Your lip is busted and you're covered in bruises and blood. He hurries over to you and grabs your face in his hands, checking over your injuries.

"Oh Logan thank goodness you're here. I could barely fight them off." You bury your face in his chest as he pulls you in for a hug. Logan wraps his arms around you but something feels...wrong.

You smell off. Like there's a faint smell of you. The warm vanilla and cherries he always smells when he's around you. But it's not on you. It's like someone took a perfume bottle and sprayed themselves with you. Underneath is a vile smell. Acidic.

But Logan doesn't let his face shift, he stays calm. Not wanting to alert something might be wrong.

"Yeah Darling what happened?" Logan lets go of you and you grab his hand and try leading him towards the exit.

"It's a long story but we really need to go." You tug on his hand but he doesn't budge.

"Were there others where they held you?" He ask and you look at him weirdly.

"Um, I don't know? Maybe?" You question before something seems to shift in your face.

Strike 1

"Logan I'm scared they might come back." Your voice changes into one of fear at the drop of a hat.

"Hey I won't let them take you again, but I have to see if there are others. What can you tell me about what's down there?" He says calmly, his hands resting on your arms. You stay quiet and Logan pushes again.

"Can you lead me down there darling?"

"I...I guess so." There's a cracking on the intercom and Scott's voice comes through.

"Did you find her?" He asks and he sees your ears perk up.

"Is that Cyclops?" Cyclops? The last time you called Scott Cyclops was years ago.

Strike 2

"Yeah, it is." He says flatly. Pressing his ear to the comms he lets the team know he's found you.

"I got her, but we're going to check out the whole place to make sure no one else is here." He places a hand on your back and tells you to lead the way.

As you walk in front of him he starts to buzz the comm. Every time he presses the button it creates this annoying noise.

Beep. Beep. Beeeep. Beep.

Beep. Beeeep.

Beeeep. Beep. Beeeep.

Beep.

F-A-K-E

Back on the jet Scott freezes, he looks to the rest of the team and silently tells them to surround the building.

"Which way did you come from?" He asks as you walk through these dark hallways.

"This way, or maybe this way. I don't know it was all such a blur." You whine.

"Can we please go back to the mansion? I might be able to remember more after a good nights sleep." You ask but Logan keeps pushing you.

"I promise after this we'll get back to the mansion." He says gently.

You sigh but continue on. Logan notices the same scratches on the wall. A pool of grease keeps popping up in the corner. You're leading him in circles. He does notice your eyes keep darting to the left. Every time you pass a certain hallway. You look to the left. It appears to be an empty wall but Logan has a feeling it's more than that.

"I'm sorry Logan, I don't know where I'm going." You cry as you stop in the middle of the hall.

"It's alright darling, I just have one more question." He hums as he slowly backs you up against the wall. You look up at him with those sweet eyes and Logan smiles. He leans in close and suddenly his grip grows tight.

"Where the fuck are you keeping them?" He growls. His façade breaks. He's sick and tired of this game.

"What are you talking about Logan. I'm right here." Your imposter squirms against his grip but he slams them against the wall harshly.

"Come on bub, you think I'm an idiot. You think wearing their clothes and putting on her face is enough to fool me?" He chuckles darkly as his claws unsheathe. He brings the tips of his claws to their throat.

"I know that face bub, which means I know what it looks like when you lie. So I'll give you one fucking chance. Where. Are. They?"

"Okay okay!" Logan keeps his claws right where they are as the imposter shows their real face.

It's a someone apart of that damn rouge mutant group. He's seen their picture once or twice but didn't know their mutation was this.

"I don't know where they are!" They cry as Logan digs the tips of his claws into their arm.

"I swear!" Logan notices their eyes dart back to that same wall.

"Strike 3 darling." He spits as he digs his claws into their stomach.

He lets them drop to the floor. The rest of the team can handle that. He walks over to the wall and starts knocking on the wall. It's solid all the way through, until he hits in one spot.

He looks closer and sees peeling wallpaper. He takes his claws and slashes the wallpaper to shreds, revealing a door that has the doorknob taken off. With all his might he slams his shoulder against it over and over until he breaks down.

"Logan?" He around until he sees you in the corner of the room. Chained to the wall. You look tired, bloody, and have bruises on your face.

"Oh sweetheart," He runs to you. Kneeling down and caressing your face softly as he checks your injuries.

"Can't..use my powers. They wanted me to do horrible things but I said no." Your breath is labored as you try and explain yourself but Logan shushes you gently.

"You did so well." He coos as he reaches up and pulls the chains out of the wall. Then breaks them off your wrists. They're raw and red. Probably from rope. You're so weak and you practically fall right into his arms.

"I'm so fucking sorry." He chokes out as he pulls you close.

"Hey, don't cry for me old man." You tease tiredly. You smile but it doesn't reach your eyes. Logan presses his forehead against yours. It's you. It's 100% you. He breathes in and smells Vanilla and Cherries.

"I let you down, I couldn't protect you." He grabs your face and pulls it closer to his. His lips part slightly as he squeezes his eyes shut.

"I thought I lost you and I never got to tell you how I feel. That I..." He trails off with a whisper.

His eyes shine with tears but he doesn't let them fall. You shush him gently. Seeing this side of Logan is rare and you hate to see the pain in his eyes. Something tells you this isn't the first time Logan has lost someone close.

"Hey, you saved me Logan. You did. You knew it was a fake." You hum and he just shrugs. He doesn't ever care to see his own success. He just brushes off his good deeds in favor of focusing on everything he's done wrong and it hurts to see.

"It was obvious really, didn't even smell like you."

"How often do you smell me?" You ask and Logan's eyes widen.

"I'm just teasing," You place your hands on his cheeks and smile.

You could cry. You knew he'd come but a part of you was so damn scared. Terrified what these people might do to you. But you don't want Logan to know. He already blames himself enough. He came like a knight in shining armor and found you.

"I love you Logan, you don't have to say it back but-" He cuts you off with a fierce kiss. Smashing his lips to yours in a messy, desperate fashion.

"I fucking love you." He groans as he tilts your head up to kiss you deeper. The kiss feels like a touch of heaven. You don't want it to end but you can feel your body start to give out on you. You refused to sleep, to let your guard down while you were here. So once you're in the arms of Logan everything just gives out.

"Hey, wait stay with me sweetheart." Logan says in a panicked voice as you fall into his arms.

"I'm okay, promise. Just need to rest." You hum. Resting your head against his chest you fall asleep, feeling completely safe in his arms.

Logan presses a kiss to your forehead as he carries you out of the room. He tenses when he sees a trail of blood towards the door. Though when he steps out into the main building he sees the team standing tall among the rouge group.

This was planned to be a trap, to take the fake back home to be a spy. But once Logan figured it out they signaled to the rest of them. Unfortunately the team was there before they could try anything. He nods silently to Scott and he leaves to go back to the jet, letting them clean up the mess.

He sits you comfortably in his lap and drapes a blanket over your body. You stir and Logan freezes, not daring to move a muscle until you go back to sleep. It's not long before the team shows back up. Logan hasn't felt this sense of relief in years. He leans against the chair with his eyes closed.

"Hey Logan, that was really smart of you to signal us that way." Jean says, impressed with Logan's quick thinking.

"Thanks Red, I knew Boy scout over here would know Morse code." Logan gestures to Scott who only looks slightly offended this time.

"Yeah but how did you know Morse code?" She asks and Logan shrugs.

"I'm 170 years old. You learn to pick up on a few things." He says with a deadpan look on his face. She smiles and Logan's lips turn into a smirk.

When they land back at the mansion Logan ignores the team debrief, he'll tell them later. He carries you to his bed and tucks you in, choosing to sit and wait for you to wake up. He dozes off for a while, only waking when he hears your voice.

When he opens his eyes he sees you waking up. Groaning as you clutch your head. Slowly your injuries start to disappear, your powers are working again. It doesn't take long for you to rid yourself of the bruises and the headache. But the dried blood stays. Silently Logan goes over to the bathroom and comes back with a wet towel.

"You don't have to." You mumble but Logan shoots you a sweet "shut up I'm doing this" look. So you let him. He takes his time cleaning you up until there's no trace of it left.

"How did you know it wasn't me? I mean other than the smell." You ask, the question you're dying to know. You think you'd be able to pick out a Logan doppelganger but not with the certainty he had.

"Like I said, it was obvious sweetheart. I asked to look for others and they didn't want to." He sits on the bed and tilts your head up to make sure he's gotten all the blood off.

"The you I know would have told me to leave you and help anyone else who might have been down there." He kisses your cheek and you feel your heart flutter.

"Plus you're a terrible liar. Your face gives it away every time." He teases and you scoff.

"I'm not that bad." Logan gives you a look and you just huff.

"Okay fine maybe I'm bad. But you really noticed all that?"

"Of course I did, I notice a lot about you. I know you sweetheart." You lean over and kiss him again.

He can see in your eyes that you're not okay. Most people wouldn't after an experience like that. But you put that brave face on and it kills him just a little. You shouldn't have to do that for him. You never should have been in that position in the first place.

"I'm sorry for ever letting them take you." He whispers.

"It's not your fault Logan." You're so forgiving in nature it makes his head spin sometimes. He should have had your back, he couldn't help you. They hurt you. He can feel himself getting riled up just at the thought.

"Easy Logan, it's over. I'm saved, I'm right here." You place his hand on your heart and he sighs. Logan hears Charles voice in his head and you can see the annoyance written on his face.

"The team is calling a meeting, we never get a days rest do we?" You shake your head as you stand up. Your energy back as your powers seemed to have rejuvenate you.

"No, we never do. But maybe tonight we can get dinner." You offer and Logan locks his fingers with yours.

Squeezing your hand tight as he opens the door, letting you walk in front of him. He won't let you out of his sight for a long time. Not after all that happened. He makes a silently promise to you. He'll be better. Stronger, faster, smarter. You deserve the world and Logan will carry it on his shoulders just for you.

"Are you asking me on a date?" He teases and you nod shyly, his flirty nature can turn you into a mess in an instant.

For a moment both of you drop the act. The fear comes creeping back into your brain and Logan feels the heavy weight of guilt. His eyes turning sad just for a moment. But as quick as it came it was gone.

"I love you."

"I love you too Logan."

Your healing can only go so far, physical wounds may be gone but the mental ones will be there. But Logan won't let them hurt you anymore. As long as he's there nothing can hurt you anymore.

He swears.

[adrealucia]

hiiiiiiii

Can I pls request an art class Sean? Or maybe one night he can't stop drawing you? Super excited for pt 4 of New Beginnings btw!! (you inspired me to start a fic tooo hehe)

omg, I absolutely LOVED writing this, thank you so much for this req <33 and omg I am so happy to hear that I inspired you to write a fic as well! I hope I'll be able to read it hihi

Sean's muse

Art class was Sean Diaz’s sanctuary. The scent of paint and the symphony of pencils scratching against paper were his escape from the tumultuous reality outside. Within these walls, creativity reigned supreme.

Sean sat in his usual spot in the corner of the art studio, where he could observe without being observed. Today, the model posed in the center of the room, perfectly poised, but Sean’s attention was elsewhere. His eyes kept drifting to you, sitting a few seats away, completely absorbed in your work. Your presence had become his new source of inspiration.

You had joined the class a few weeks ago, and Sean found himself captivated by you from the moment you walked in. There was something magnetic about the way you focused on your art, the way you held your pencil with such intent, the way you furrowed your brow in concentration. He couldn’t help but steal glances, his curiosity growing with each passing day.

Today, he couldn’t resist any longer. His sketch of the model was nearly complete, but it lacked the spark that your presence ignited within him. His hands moved almost of their own accord, tracing the lines of your face instead. He captured the way the light danced on your hair, the curve of your lips, and the intensity in your eyes. His gaze flicked up to you, hoping you wouldn’t notice his stolen glances, but you were lost in your own world.

The class ended, and as everyone packed up, Sean hurried to gather his things. He didn’t want you to see his drawing. He wasn’t ready for you to know. He barely knew you, but already, you had stirred something deep within him.

Walking home, Sean's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts.

He replayed the way you looked in his mind, trying to capture every detail. The way your eyes narrowed slightly when you concentrated, the delicate curve of your smile when you were pleased with your work. There was a serenity about you that he longed to understand, a depth he wanted to explore. He had never felt this way before, this pull towards someone he barely knew.

When he got home, he dropped his bag and immediately sat at his desk, surrounded by sketchbooks and pencils. He had to draw you again, to capture that feeling that you invoked within him. Each stroke of his pencil was a tribute to the fascination he felt. He drew you smiling, lost in thought, and even imagined the sound of your laughter. He wondered what your voice sounded like, what kind of things made you laugh.

Hours passed, and Sean lost himself in the process. His room became a gallery of your images, each sketch a testament to his growing obsession. He knew he had to talk to you, to see if you were as incredible as he imagined. The thought of it both excited and terrified him.

For the next art class, Sean arrived early, his heart pounding with anticipation.

He rehearsed his words over and over, imagining different scenarios in his mind. He feared rejection, but the thought of not knowing you at all was worse. When you walked in, you took your usual seat, completely unaware of the effect you had on him.

Sean took a deep breath and approached you, his heart racing. "Hey," he said, trying to sound casual, though his voice wavered slightly. "Can I see what you're working on?"

You looked up, surprised, but smiled warmly. "Sure," you said, moving aside to give him a better view.

Sean studied your drawing, impressed by the skill and emotion you put into it. "This is amazing," he said sincerely, feeling a pang of admiration.

"Thanks," you replied, a slight blush coloring your cheeks. "I've seen your work too. You're really talented."

Sean’s heart skipped a beat. "Thanks. Actually, I was wondering if you might want to... I don't know, maybe grab a coffee sometime? I'd love to talk about art and, you know, get to know you better."

Your smile widened, and it felt like the sun breaking through the clouds. "I'd like that," you said, your eyes sparkling with interest.

As you both returned to your seats, Sean couldn’t stop smiling. The rest of the class passed in a blur, but he didn’t mind. He had taken the first step, and that was enough for now.

That evening, Sean found himself drawing again, but this time, he was drawing from a place of hope. He sketched the way you smiled when he asked you out, the way your eyes lit up when you talked about art. Each drawing was more vibrant, more alive. He imagined conversations with you, learning about your passions, your dreams, and your fears. He wondered what it would be like to make you laugh, to see you happy.

In his room, surrounded by his drawings of you, Sean felt a sense of contentment he had never known before.

You were his muse, and he was ready to explore whatever this new chapter might bring. He knew that these feelings were just the beginning, and he couldn’t wait to see where they would lead. With every sketch, every thought of you, he felt more connected to you, more inspired. He realized that art had brought him more than just a way to express himself—it had brought him to you.

authors note: this was just such a goood request!! I feel like Sean can get pretty obsessive when it comes to drawing or sketching so I hope I didn't write him too creepy. hope you liked it <33

[penvisions]

Darling Dev! 💜 I wish you would write a fic in which…

…while Frankie is the loudest/rowdiest/fidget-y out of the four guys, for whatever reason (stressed? Happy? Drunk? Too much sugar?), and the only way Santi can think of shutting him up is by kissing him

or

…the Triple Frontier guys meets for the first time, way way back

or

…Tim Rockford has a terrible fucking day at work, but it’s all worth it in the end when he meets person X (can be anyone you want)

(Or the Frankie Santi fic one shot you started last year? 😇 if it wants to be written that is!)

ahhhhh, omg bb, these all sound amazing and my mind is buzzing!!

i do have more of that one piece 👀 done but it's fighting me on the last little bit, letting it simmer for now cause i want it to be perfect

i wrote a little something for your first prompt btw hehe

frankie x coworker! reader below

frankie isn't sure why he feels so light, so carefree and happy in this moment, but all he knows is that you're here after a shuffling of feet and muttered words that counted as a good enough invite for you to take him up on it.

he's more than a few beers deep and he's matching benny's energy, arguably the more rambunctious one of their group. shots were just brought to the table and when he reaches for one, your fingers brush against his, nails caressing him like the striking of a match. he's been keeping an eye on you for weeks now, the front desk receptionist at the company he flies for, providing tours of the florida landscape from a bird's eye view. it's good money and the raise he got today will help him tremendously.

so him and his friends are celebrating, his excitement rewarded for bridging the gap and inviting you turned into a high risk, high reward situation as you stick close by his side. eyes lock and your nose scrunches as you lift the small glass and call out 'to frankie's success!'

three voices mirror the sentiment followed by clinking glass.

frankie is about to reach for your empty one to stack it with his for an easier clean up, but yours is already in santi's hands. the other man has been glued to your side like you've been to his. bodies lined up with you in the middle of one side of the circular booth. brothers on the other, close enough but still a friendlier distance than the three of you.

you're focused on santi when benny launches into the retelling of a crazy encounter he had with a gator. frankie was there, he can't help but interject, his laughter hard and his voice loud. rowdy almost, under the influence and riding the high of you being here. he's not showboating, but he feels amazing. especially when you place a small hand on his thigh and lean in close to whisper to him that you enjoy seeing this side of him.

he almost short-circuits, but continues with his own story that will is correcting him on the sequence of events for. he's using his hands to talk, like he tends to do and accidentally raps his knuckles hard on the edge of the table in his attempt to lay it over your hand.

that seems to be the deciding factor, even as he reassures you it's okay. his skin smarts a little, but there's no lasting damage as you pivot to face him, santi's face hovering over your shoulder

"alright, fish is swimming so we're gonna call it a night." will scoots out of the booth and turns a lopsided grin to you between his friends.

"it was really nice meeting you finally, frankie's done nothing but lament that he never had a good reason to ask you to join us. glad he finally found one."

"would love to see you at the event next weekend!" benny waves, following his brother out, they drove together, one pacing to let the other indulge.

frankie's parting with them is loud, face beaming and energy not waning one bit now that the group is members less.

"so you've been talking about me to your friends?" you tease, lips brushing against the side of his face, leaving a bit of the pink that shines on them behind.

"uh, yeah, yes! because i've been so incredibly nervous to talk to you. you're so level headed and handle the customers so well, you look amazing while you do it too! the skirts you wear that flash your legs when you walk or sit, or your shirts that fit like they were painted on you, merde, hermosa, you've been driving me crazy." he's scooted over to the now empty side of the booth, his hands moving as he speaks. you watch with a soft smile on your face, hand reaching for one of his to calm him down some.

he is rather boisterous, drawing the attention of the tables that bracket yours.

"oh shit, i've just gone on and admitted that i watch you at work. you must think i'm such a creep. i swear i don't-"

"hey, hey, frankie, baby, it's okay. i promise." the term slips from your lips easily and it seems to melt him a little, calm his nerves and volley his voice back down into a lower volume. "besides, you aren't the only one with wandering eyes at work."

with a wink, you gently nudge santi to stand so you can get out of the booth. "be right back, but we should close out and go to my place, the crowd here is getting to be a bit much for me."

"santi, did she just-"

"she invited you back to her place, she likes you!" frankie is pulled up by a smiling santi, ushering them up and waving over toward to the bar to let them know they're ready to close out their portions of the tab.

"she's the most amazing, totally in control- you should've seen her in the meeting today! the bosses were all going over expenses and she was listening and like everyone was listening obviously, because it's a fucking meeting and there's nothing to do but stare at each other over the conference table, you know. and she's all collected, taking notes even though most of us are getting absolutely railed about our expenses, like the fuel? honestly, they want to pitch on the fuel for the copters, seriously? and then, they had the nerve to ask me if i need to stay as late as i do on days i don't have tours and just do maintenance. she jumped down that man's throat, defended me to hell and back about how they should be grateful that-"

suddenly, santi turns from where he takes his card back from the fawning server, leans in close and presses his lips to frankie's- effectively shutting up his loud, enthusiastic rambling. god love him, but even santi realizes that there's no other way. frankie's eyes widen, skin tingling where his friend's hand pinches his chin where he gripped him to get him to focus. they haven't done this before, but frankie's body hums at the contact, eyes slipping closed as santi breaks the initial press and does so again, softer this time- not as hard or sudden. there's an intimate feel to the second press of his lips, something unspoken.

"got a lot of love for you, but god you're insufferable when you get onto one of your rambling rants. your main point goes out the fucking window."

"s-sorry." all the words he had in him vanish, his mind trying to bounce back but taking a moment to. santi just smirks down at him, knowing that frankie's eyes have lingered on his lips before. that they've talked about exactly this in roundabout ways. what if scenarios and contact that wasn't just friendly while out on deployment or huddling deep in jungles and windswept open land for warmth and reassurance the other is okay.

"don't be, it's cute."

"he is very cute, isn't he?" you're sauntering up to them, wrapping your arms around frankie's waist and resting your chin on his shoulder to take in the side of his handsome face.

"i didn't- i swear- i invited you out for a good night and here i am kissing my best friend. you must think-" he defends, though he doesn't regret the kiss, his lips glittering and his breath coming a little faster as he works himself up again. giddiness turning to nervousness and worry that you'll never want anything to do with him again.

"baby, it's okay. you haven't ruined anything, i promise." you lean up to press a kiss to his cheek, a proper one this time and he quiets up once again. eyes curious and wide, he turns to you fully when you're next words reach his ears. "why don't we all go back to my place and you can find out what we really think of you, hmm?"

without thinking, he cups your face with both hands, fingers spanning almost to the back of your head and musing your loose hair as he kisses you soundly. santi places a hand on both of your backs, his chuckle rumbles over you both as you part.

"think that's a mighty good idea."

"uh, ye-yeah." and he moves easily as you both take one of his arms in yours and guide him out the door.

[junabuggy]

✸- 𝐅𝐍𝐀𝐅: 𝐒𝖾𝖼υ𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝐁𝗋𝖾α𝖼ɦ ɦ𝖼𝗌 -✸

A/n: Fnaf SB in 2025? More likely than you'd think since my new years goal/resolution thingy was to let myself be as autistic as possible LMFAOO (I am OBSESSED with this game again AHHHSBAJANAN!!!!)

Also I fear you can tell who my favourites are reaaalllyyy easily ┓(;´_｀)┏

Warnings: None !!

──★ ˙ ̟ 𝘚𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨?

𝐒υ𐓣ᑯ𝗋ⱺρ -- ❝ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ғɪɴɢᴇʀ-ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ, ᴛᴇʟʟ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs, ᴅʀɪɴᴋ ғɪᴢᴢʏ-ғᴀᴢ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅs ᴇx-ᴘʟᴏᴅᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ sᴛᴀʏ ᴜᴘ ᴀʟʟ ɴɪɢʜᴛ !! ❞

☀︎✹ He smells like oranges for some reason... nobody really knows why. Not even the people who created him know (◎_◎;)

☀︎✹ It adds to his charm though !!

☀︎✹ He's unhinged as FUCK man

☀︎✹ Stressed daycare worker™

☀︎✹ Just watch this and you'll see 😭 (but tbh how he acts in the game is a good indicator of it anyways)

☀︎✹ Both him and moon are sassy 'n stubborn asf

☀︎✹ He's gentler with the children, though, genuinely does care for them all and keeps all the lil gifts they give him

☀︎✹ Speaking of Moon, I think Sun is just a taaad bit scared of him (hehe ADHD vs Autism)

☀︎✹ Stimstims STIMS!! They're mostly full body ones or the hand flaps

☀︎✹ His rays spin when he's happy !!

☀︎✹ He has a diary that he writes and doodles in with glittery gel pens =^◕⩊◕^=

☀︎✹ Orange cat coded !

☀︎✹ Theatre kid energy......

𝐌ⱺⱺ𐓣ᑯ𝗋ⱺρ -- ❝ ɴɪɢʜᴛʏ ɴɪɢʜᴛ.~ ❞

☾༄ He smells like lavender! This however, unlike Sunny, was 100% intentional. Lavender has a calming affect :-3

☾༄ Don't believe me? Well.....: "Its calming scent can help reduce stress and improve sleep" - © 2024 Cleveland Clinic

☾༄ He enjoys mood lighting a LOT

☾༄ Idgaf he has sensory ISSUES 💜

☾༄ "How can a robot have sensory issues?" SHHH.... SHH. Let me be silly. Let me be full of whimsy and joy and project on my fave

☾༄ Mischevious..... he likes to sneak up on security guards after hours and spook them

☾༄ They're still trying to figure out how to keep him in the daycare as his midnight rendezvous have resulted in a lawsuit or two "( – ⌓ – )

☾༄ He lowkey highkey likes it when people are scared of him

☾༄ He's the silliest to ever silly btw, the inventor of shit eating grins and mischievous giggles

☾༄ Veeeerryy black cat coded

☾༄ He can purr (𓁹 𓁹)

𝐆ᥣα𝚖𝗋ⱺ𝖼𝗄 𝐅𝗋𝖾ᑯᑯ𝗒 -- ❝ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ sᴜᴘᴇʀsᴛᴀʀ !! ❞

☆⚡︎ He smells like cinnamon and sandalwood, very comforting (。-ω-)zzz

☆⚡︎ The dad friend, always making sure his bandmates and the kiddies who visit the Mega PizzaPlex are alright.

☆⚡︎ Like, to the point it gets annoying (I lobe him sm)

☆⚡︎ Monty and Roxy WORRY the FUCK outta him by the way since they're kinda reckless <(ꐦㅍ _ㅍ)>

☆⚡︎ Genuinely just a really sweet bear who yearns to help and perform on stage for all his fans .·°՞(¯□¯)՞°·.

☆⚡︎ The song "Everyone adores you (at least I do)" is soooooo unbelievably him coded

☆⚡︎ He's literally your biggest and proudest supporter AHHHAJnnqjqjqoak

☆⚡︎ Tells the MOST terrible dad jokes ever. YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME OTHERIWSE

☆⚡︎ Him and Glam Bonnie were NOT causal 😭

☆⚡︎ "You & me forever and ever ! -Love, Freddy" ....right. 🏳️‍🌈👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨🫵🫵.

𝐆ᥣα𝚖𝗋ⱺ𝖼𝗄 𝐂ɦ𝗂𝖼α -- ❝ ɪ sᴍᴇʟʟ ᴘɪᴢᴢᴀ !! ❞

❀༅ She wears Pizza Perfume/J

❀༅ Nah but fr, she probably wears something sweet but subtle

❀༅ Literally the BEST at rollerskating??? HELLO??

❀༅ Even though she eats literal trash I feel like she's kind of particular with how she likes her pizza 😭

❀༅ Pizza is pizza, she'll eat it !! But like.. it needs to be a certain way for her to enjoy it.

❀༅ Girl has standards and PRIORITIES... just odd ones??

❀༅ If she had Twitter, she would have a stan account of some kind... I haven't quite decided of who yet (。「´-ω・)ﾝ？

𝐑ⱺ𝗑α𐓣𐓣𝖾 𝐖ⱺᥣ𝖿 -- ❝ ɪ ʙᴇᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴠᴏᴜʀɪᴛᴇ ? ❞

⚠︎✮ She smells like the gold Billie Eilish perfume 10000% (It's what I wear, actually !! It kinda reminds me of her)

⚠︎✮ Do NOT touch her hair it is her pride and joy and she spends hoooours on it

⚠︎✮ perfectionist in every sense of the word... but I think that's obvious ┓(;´_｀)┏

⚠︎✮ I KNOW what she is......

⚠︎✮ Lesbian..... LESBIAN WOLF!!!!! JUST LOOK AT HER!!! She does NOT like men bffr 😭😭

𝐌ⱺ𐓣𝗍𝗀ⱺ𝚖𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝐆α𝗍ⱺ𝗋 -- ❝ ʀᴏᴄᴋ 'ɴ ʀᴏʟʟ ! ❞

⚠︎⚙︎ I don't even know what this guy would smell like

⚠︎⚙︎ Axe body spray, probably 😭

⚠︎⚙︎ I feel like him and Roxy are buddies (I think it's hinted at in the games)

⚠︎⚙︎ Very aggressively supportive of you and 100% defends you if people talk shit behind your back

⚠︎⚙︎ I don't have much to say about him, I think he's cool, very rock 'n roll, but that's it sorry Monty Lovers 😓