#reggie gets flustered easily

[ellecdc]

✋🏻 i have a request

so i’m a loudmouth, a D1 yapper if you will. could you maybe please write something with a yapper reader who just gets quiet and flustered in regulus’s presence?

like she’ll be going on about the randomest thing and regulus walks by and her mouth snaps shut and her face gets bright red.

hiiiii! I decided to pair this with two anonymous requests for our dear reggie too! prompt 2: I was thinking maybe a Potter! Reader who is in the same year as Regulus and has a huge crush on him, she just kind of watches him from a distance, here comes James and Sirius noticing and they try to set her up with Reggie prompt 3: I was wondering if I could get a regulus x reader where regulus is like close to the marauders and then Reggie gains like a crush on reader and the marauders find out and like kinda spy on them but like not well and maybe it ends in Reggie asking reader out

Regulus Black x Potter!reader who has a 'big fat crush' on Reggie

CW: sibling squabbles, this was hard for me to write for some reason so I'm sorry if it reads awkwardly!

“I’m just saying, if you didn’t want your essay to go up in flames, maybe you should have spent less time talking about which of your classmates were ‘filthy blood traitors’, and more time making sure I couldn’t point my wand at your parchment, you know?” You asked rhetorically as James and Sirius roared with laughter. 

“How far along was he in his essay?” Peter asked with a low chuckle before taking another bite of his lunch.

“Oh, he was done. He probably should have handed it in instead of running his mouth.” You said with a proud smirk as your brother roughly patted you on the back, letting out another bark of laughter. 

“I would have paid good money to see the look on his face.” Sirius said as he wiped fake tears away from under his eyes. 

“Find me a pensieve, Black, and I’ll show you.” You offered with a wink before remembering something.  “Oh! James, I meant to tell you; I heard from Janey who heard from Cromwell who heard from Collins whose sister works at Honeydukes that they’re having a sale on those caramel sugar quills that-”

“-Lily likes so much!” James finished for you. “My hero! Thank you!” He said as he pressed a sloppy kiss to the side of your head.

You feigned disgust and rubbed it off before continuing. “If you want, I can ask Janey to ask Cromwell to ask Collins to ask his sister to put some aside for you?”

“I’d owe you my life.” He responded solemnly. 

“Chocolate frogs will suffice.” 

“Consider it done.” 

“I’d like chocolate frogs too, Prongs.” Remus offered then.

“What have you done to help me win over the girl of my dreams, Moony?” James countered. 

“I’ve not told her about the time you screamed like an ickle little first year when you found Fenwick’s toad in your shoe.” Remus replied plainly.

“Why do they have to have warts!?” James groaned miserably as he remembered his toad assault. 

“The bumps aren’t actually warts, Jamie; they’re glands. They contain a toxin that they will secrete if they feel threatened.” You explained.

James blinked at you owlishly before shaking his head in disgust. “That doesn’t make me feel any better.” 

“Hello, Sirius.” Regulus’ voice interrupted then, standing stiffly behind Sirius as he looked around the group of you. “Lupin, Pettigrew…Potter’s.” 

“‘Sup, Reggie?” Sirius responded easily.

“‘Lo, baby Black! What brings you to the red side of the Great Hall?” James asked then, earning him a glare from the younger Black brother.

“Don’t call me that.”

“Well that just makes me want to call you that even more.” James admitted.

“What brings you to the Gryffindor table?” Remus repeated with a knowing smirk.

“Can’t I just come say hello to my brother?” He asked defensively. 

“You could, but would you?” Sirius asked sceptically then.

Sirius and Regulus stared at each other in silence before Regulus finally sighed. 

“Potter, erm… Y/N, I was wondering if you’ve finished Professor Sprout’s essay about the proper propagation of venomous tentacula’s?” 

At the following silence, James turned to notice you staring at Regulus in what appeared to be abject horror before you slowly nodded your head. 

“How, uhm… how many feet of parchment did it end up being?” Regulus continued awkwardly; his eyes flitting between you and his brother. 

The group watched as you opened your mouth a few times only to close it again - not unlike some socially awkward fish - before clearing your throat. 

“Erm…I think it’s about four feet.”

Regulus seemed relieved by your answer and nodded in understanding. “Good, mine is about that as well.”

James looked between his friends, his sister, and his best friend’s little brother after a few moments when it became clear that no one was going to say anything else.

“Was…was that all, Regulus?” Peter asked then, clearly agreeing with James that lunch had quickly become painfully awkward. 

Regulus seemed to look at you first, only responding when you kept your gaze down at the wood grain of the table. 

“I suppose so. I’ll see you lot around.” 

And with that, the Slytherin boy hurried back to his side of the Great Hall.

James’ eyes only left Regulus’ form when he heard a miserable groan escape your lips as you let your head fall to the table with a thunk.

“What the fuck was that?” Sirius and James questioned at the same time.

“I’ve gotta go.” You muttered miserably as you gathered your bag and stood from the Gryffindor bench.

“Where?!” James called after you. 

“To run away with the fucking centaurs at this point!” You called back before disappearing through the doors. 

“Since when does Regulus come to say hi to you, Pads?” Peter asked then, still watching Regulus from across the hall who now had his eyes glued to the door. 

Sirius, who up until that point looked just as bemused as Peter did, had a look of understanding dawn on his face. 

“Merlin’s beard.” He hissed as he smacked James in the arm from across the table.

“Ow! What? What? Why are you hitting me?” James called as he rubbed his arm protectively. 

“When was the last time you saw Y/N be reduced to awkward silence?” He asked then.

“At mum and dads fundraising gala when that wizard from Witch Weekly attended.” James answered quickly; knowing that one of his sister’s greatest strengths was her ability to talk (especially when it helped get them all out of trouble). “Though she’s been doing it an awful lot lately.”

“Like when you coerced Regulus into joining us at the Three Broomsticks last weekend.” Remus offered.

James nodded. “And when I made her come with me to scout the Ravenclaw vs. Slytherin game last Monday.” 

“And when Regulus just happened to be looking for a Herbology textbook when she was studying in the Herbology section of the library.” Remus continued.

“Godric’s balls.” Peter breathed out, looking towards Sirius incredulously. “You’re not suggesting-”

“-that our littlest Potter has a big fat crush on the littlest Black? I sure am.” Sirius said smugly. 

“I don’t think she’s the only one with a ‘big fat crush’.” Remus added, nodding towards Regulus who was chewing aggressively on his lip, still looking in the direction you just went.

“Oh my Godric.” James hissed as he turned towards Sirius excitedly. “Oh my Godric, Pads! We’d be real life actual brother’s-in-law!” 

“I’m going to walk Reggie down the aisle.” Sirius added wistfully as he clutched at his chest. 

“Merlin and Morgana. They can’t even make it through a sodding conversation; stop planning their wedding.” Remus muttered as he turned a page in his book. 

James let out an incredibly dramatic gasp as he looked at Remus. “You’re right. We have to do something!” 

“What do you say, boys? Up for some mischief for the greater good?” Sirius asked with a perfectly arched eyebrow. 

“Operation turn Potter Black!” James cheered to the group, causing the three boys to look at him in various levels of bemusement and discomfort.

“Erm, Prongs…” Peter started.

“Absolutely fucking not.” Remus added.

“We can’t call it that.” Sirius agreed. 

“We’ll circle back to it.” James said as he stood from the table.

Sirius shared a slightly panicked look with the other two Marauders before standing as well. “No…no James, we really can’t call it that.” 

“It’ll be a placeholder until you guys think of something better!”

“Anything would be better.” Peter whined as they all trailed out of the Great Hall in the name of mischief. 

。.。:+* ﾟ ゜ﾟ *+:。.。:+* ﾟ ゜ﾟ *+:。.。.。:+*ﾟ ゜ﾟ *+:。.。:+*ﾟ

“Quick! You’ve got to see what we’ve planned.” James had said to you as he grabbed you roughly by your arm outside of Transfiguration and hauled you in the direction of the library.

You allowed him to nearly drag you through the courtyard and into the central haul; apologising to students that you nearly collided with in his haste. 

“But…what did McLaggen do? Why are you pranking him?” You asked breathlessly as the two of you made it to the library doors.

“The bloke’s a prick, Trouble, do keep up.” Sirius called as you met up with him. 

The two boys ushered you through stacks of books towards the end of the library that held private study rooms when Remus and Peter materialised from a row of shelves.

“He’s coming!” Peter squeaked as Remus quickly redirected the three of you. 

“That way, quickly.” 

Knowing better than to question Remus, you allowed James to guide you by the shoulder towards one of the private study rooms in order to hide from McLaggen as he walked into their trap. 

Except…

Except no sooner had Sirius opened the door did James bodily shove you into the room before they slammed the door behind you.

“Wha- James!” You shouted as you heard him cast a locking charm and a muffliato around the door. 

“What are they up to now?” A tired voice sounded from behind you.

You squeezed your eyes shut as you realised what they had done, praying to every deity that the voice didn’t belong who you thought it belonged to. 

But of course, the deities didn’t give a bowtruckles arse about you, so you turned on the spot to see Regulus Black sitting at the end of the table looking at you with a sceptical expression and one perfectly arched brow. 

Godric, he was beautiful.

“Making my life hell.” You answered despondently. 

Regulus offered you a tight lipped smile as he nodded in understanding. “Ah, so, regular brother stuff then?”

You breathed out a chuckle as you nodded, trying once more at the door before giving up in your efforts to escape. 

“What did you do to get yourself locked in a room with me?” He asked then, fiddling with the tomes and notes in front of him.

“Had the audacity to be born into the Potter family, I guess.” You muttered.

Regulus made a non-committal sound as he considered you. “I’m sure a lot of people would have loved the honour.”

Your face softened as you looked at the Slytherin boy. “I know they’ve asked you already, but you should come, you know? I know Sirius would love it if you did, and my parents would too.” 

Regulus nodded slowly at you, though he never moved his gaze from your eyes. “I wouldn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable.”

“Uncomfortable?”

Regulus smiled ruefully then. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t get the impression that you like me very much.”

You stood there with your mouth agape like some mute opera singer. “Okay, I’ll correct you then; you’re very wrong Regulus Black.”

“Oh, I’m very wrong, am I?” 

“Horribly so, I’m afraid; I can’t believe you’d even say such a thing.” You continued haughtily; finally sitting down in a chair across from him. 

“Well, you see, everyone is always telling me how much of a chatterbox you are, yet you never seem too keen on chatting with me. In fact, I’m pretty sure you’ve exchanged more words with Mulciber at this point.” He teased.

“The most I ever talk to Mulciber is to tell him to go fuck himself!”

A divot formed between his brows as he tilted his head in confusion. “Is that not just your love language? I’ve heard you say the exact same thing to Potter and my brother.” 

You narrowed your eyes at him as you leaned back in your chair. “Touche” 

Regulus smirked at you then. “So, why don’t you talk to me?”

You let out a heaving sigh and looked to the ceiling. 

You were trapped, and you knew why you were trapped, and you figured there was no use in pretending that you didn’t. 

“I suppose I find you a little…nerve wracking.” You settled for, figuring that telling him you thought he was so handsome that even standing within his vicinity seemed to short circuit not only your brain but somehow your entire nervous system would perhaps be a little much. 

“Oh good.” He responded, sounding truly relieved by your answer. “I thought it was only me.”

What? You thought stupidly.

“What?” You asked stupidly. 

“I find you a little nerve wracking too.” He responded.

“Me?” 

“You.”

“Why?” You nearly shrilled before remembering yourself and feeling immediately embarrassed for your theatrics.

“Well, I suppose for the same reasons you find me nerve wracking?” Regulus offered. “You’re really quite pretty, Y/N.” 

You swear to all of the gods that your brain made an audible record scratch sound at that moment as you tried to compute what he had said to you. 

He called you pretty, that much went without interpretation. But did he just insinuate that he knew you thought he was pretty?

“You do know that, right?” He asked, shaking you from your internal spiralling. 

“Know what?”

Regulus smirked then. “That you’re pretty?”

You scoffed and crossed your arms petulantly. “Of course I knew that; I just wasn’t aware that you did, too.” 

“Ah,” He started with a smile. “My apologies, I’ll make it more obvious that I find you attractive going forward.”

“Thank you.” You huffed.

“You’re very welcome.”

The two of you allowed a semi-comfortable silence to lap as he continued watching you and you continued looking anywhere else but him.

“So,” He interrupted eventually. “What now?” 

You tapped your arms in thought. “Now I figure out how to get back at my meddlesome brother.” 

Regulus hummed as he nodded his head. “I’m sure you’ll think of something.”

“Yeah…hey, do you happen to know where I could find a toad or two?”

“Yes, actually. I’m quite certain Evan and Barty are breeding some in the dungeons.” He answered with a look of ill-hidden discomfort at the thought.

“Do you think they’d let me borrow some?”

“Well that depends; would they be used for chaos and/or destruction?”

“Yes.” You responded quickly.

“Oh, well then absolutely.” He quipped back.

He smiled and held your gaze before leaning on his arms against the table. “How about this? I’ll ask Barty and Evan for some of their toads, if you go to Hogsmeade with me next weekend.”

You narrowed your eyes as you pretended to think about it before extending your hand across the table. “Deal.”

He shook your hand as he offered you a crooked smile before leaning back into his seat.

The door popped open just enough for your brother to poke his traitorous head in. “Are you guys in love yet?”

He barely had time to pull his head out of the frame and shut the door as you hurled your book bag at him; the blunt force instrument you had hoped would at the very least incapacitate your brother simply thudding against the wall before falling to the ground in a sad heap.

“You know he’s just going to keep you locked in here longer for that, right?” Regulus asked you then.

You made a non-committal sound as you settled back into your chair. “Perhaps that isn't such a bad thing.”

[hxney-lemcn]

First Kiss — Vicehousewardens x gn! reader

summery: your first kiss with your lover.

tw: none.

a/n: Ik Ruggie isn't the vicehousewarden but hush. He will be included as one. Also...totally didn't just realize I could make more of these for guys who aren't just overblots/housewardens...

wc: 1.9k (~300 per character)

Master List | Housewardens | The Others

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Trey Clover

The atmosphere was warm and tender as you were out in the gardens with Trey. He had baked some delightful desserts, a small array in various sizes, colors and shapes, and had been kind enough to share them with you. You were joyfully eating to your heart's content, not a care in the world when he leaned over, hand raised to point at the corner of your lips. Embarrassed at your messy display, you had hurriedly tried to wipe the food off your lips, but only seemed to continue missing the crumbs with Trey watching on in amusement. Not wanting you to feel too embarrassed, he raised his hand and gently wiped the crumbs from your face, his smile a bit more sly than gentle. Feeling a bit pouty at how easily Trey managed to make your heart flip, you decided to take matters into your own hands. Leaning forward, you paused right before your lips could meet, eyes trailing down to his pink lips. His amber eyes widened in surprise, watching you intently as you reached up and fixed his messy hair that the wind had tousled. A pink blush overtook his cheeks and you felt smug seeing the baker flustered, finally getting a taste of his own medicine. Leaning back into your seat, you hid your smug smirk as you took a sip of tea. It seemed like you were both feeling competitive as Trey didn’t just leave it at that. He held your chin gently as you placed your teacup down, facing leaning in only to place a kiss to the corner of your lips.

“What’s that look for? If you really want a kiss you just need to ask.”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Ruggie Bucchi

You found yourself staring at Reggie more and more recently. His pretty lips always curved in that smug smirk, blue eyes shining with joy as he laughs about one thing or another. Probably about screwing some sad sack over. But no, you wouldn’t crumble, because he ate all your favorite snacks, which is why you were giving him the silent treatment. Yeah, you knew what you were getting into when dating Ruggie, but you had been looking forward to eating those snacks all day, only to find the wrappings in the trash. Ruggie hadn’t even tried hiding his grin, which made you even more livid. So why did you find yourself so enticed by his freckled covered nose and the pink plush lips. Gosh, and just like that you found yourself trapped in a cycle. It didn’t help that Ruggie seemed to understand your plight, trying to tempt you to say something, whether it be by pushing on your buttons (which got him here in the first place) or being a freaking tease. You weren’t sure where his boldness came from, but you managed to hold up, turning away with a pout whenever his face came just a bit too close to your own. Thankfully you didn’t need to put on the act for long, Ruggie buying you some extra snacks a day later with Leona’s cash. Feeling content finally, you leaned over and kissed his cheek, but Ruggie didn’t seem satisfied. Like the hungry hyena he was, he craved more, pointing to his lips teasingly. Unbeknownst to him, you had been looking for an excuse to kiss him, so you took your chance, lightly placing your lips over his own, pulling away as quickly as you started, taking in great satisfaction at the henya’s surprise.

“Shishishi, if that’s what it takes for a kiss I’ll have to buy some more.”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Jade Leech

That sly sly eel was being sweet. Too sweet. It was honestly scaring you. Normally he opens the door and guide you in with a hand on your lower back, but his sharp grin warned you of what lies beneath the gentlemanly facade….so why had his expressions….softened, around you? It was unsettling. Sure, you both had been dating, but you hadn’t expected him to show vulnerability towards you so quickly. Or perhaps you had been blind, as Floyd had been complaining about Jade’s behavior far before you two became a thing. Still, it seemed like something was on Jade’s mind as he would zone out while staring at you. Actually it seemed like he was doing that now as you sat at the bar in Monstro Lounge. Jade’s multicolored eyes were watching you as he paused mid cleaning the glass he held currently. You merely raised an eyebrow, confused at how disheveled Jade was appearing. He sent a strained smile, face glancing down, you barely caught the pink that tinted his cheeks. How odd being the one on top. Waving him over, a sly grin fell over your lips as you leaned over the bar, eyes trailing down to Jade’s smile. Circling the rim of your drink with your finger, your expression turned sharp like a shark who caught its prey. “Could I get a kiss from the pretty bartender?” You asked, puckering your lips teasingly. Clenching his gloved fist, Jade finally allowed himself to indulge in what he’s wanted to for a long, long time. His lips slotted onto yours before you could even notice, hand on your jaw to keep you in place. Only to pull away and act like nothing happened.

“Ara ara~ I only gave you what you ordered, was it not to your liking? Perhaps I should give you a free serving as an apology.”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Jamil Viper

The sun felt scorching in the sweltering heat of the scalding sands, but the breeze was nice enough to cool you down. You felt like you were dying, but at least it wasn’t humid. A small mercy you would gratefully take. You pushed through the discomfort, making sure to drink enough water so as to not worry Jamil more than he already was. Kalim, unfortunately, is throwing another party without any thought, and it was completely last minute. Not wanting your boyfriend to suffer on his own, you didn’t just offer, no, you demanded that you’d help as this chore shouldn’t rest on his shoulders alone. Which is what led you to bustle around the kitchen in dreadful heat that was only made worse by the stoves. Yet you wouldn’t trade the small look of appreciation on Jamil’s face for the world, proud that he seemed to not be completely down in the dumps. You couldn’t stop the small exhale that escaped your lips as you paused your whisking, taking time to roll up your sleeves as sweat dripped down the side of your neck. Stretching your arms for a second, your eyes trailed over to Jamil who was already looking your way with an unreadable look on his face. You tilted your head, unsure of what that meant, it wasn’t until the dark haired man closed the distance and caressed your cheek softly to pull you to look at him. You felt your breath hitch, eyes widening, only for him to brush something off your cheek and pull away. Not satisfied with that conclusion, you pulled him down by the front of his hoodie and placed a short but sweet kiss, leaving the Viper flustered.

“If you wish to do such actions, please make sure it’s when we’re alone. I do not wish for Kalim to catch us in such a predicament…”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Rook Hunt

Rook had been waiting, waiting for the perfect, most opportune time, the most romantic moment, for you both to share your first kiss. He was nothing if not a seeker of true beauty, and what was more beautiful than sealing love with a kiss? Oh how his heart sings at the mere thought of how plush your kiss may be, but he must wait. Wait for you to open to the idea, for you to make the first move. And what good is a hunter if he is not patient? You’ll find yourself going insane before Rook makes the first move. He loves watching you run through circles, the way your eyes trail down to his smiling lips, or the way your touches linger. He loves every and any sign of affection you show, lamenting about your beauty while you do so. It’s not until a quiet moment, where the moon has risen and the crickets chirp in the distance, the two of you find yourselves wrapped in the other's embrace. Rook is gently running his hands through your hair as he whispers sweet nothings, even in the quietest of moments, where you're all dressed down and vulnerable to the world, he still manages to compliment you, finding beauty in your most natural state. It’s then that your eyes trace the slope of Rook’s freckled nose to the upturned curve of his lips. You’re sleepy and full of affection, can you blame yourself from slipping into your desires and pressing your lips to that of the hunters? It was just as sweet, if not sweeter than what you had imagined. Wasn’t this just as romantic as Rook wanted it to be? The both of you vulnerable to the other, sharing your truest feelings and rejoicing. Oh how Rook wished to indulge in this moment for just a bit longer…it wasn’t like you weren’t willing.

“Oh mon cœur, how sweet your love is. I will cherish this moment now and forever.”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Lilia Vanrouge

That little pesky fae…always popping out of nowhere to kiss your nose only to disappear once more. It was like a game between you both, who could shower the other in more affection? Of course Lilia would resort to cheating, disappearing before your lips could touch his cheeks, his mischievous giggles echoing away. Honestly, you weren’t sure how people weren’t sick of the two of you (they 100% were). As cute as the little game between you two was, you were growing tired. He was a fae, so of course he wouldn’t tire as easily, but days turned into weeks and gosh did you want to kiss the bat silly. So, you decided to turn the tables around and withdraw any and all forms of affection. Turning your head away before he could kiss your nose, looking disinterested as he tried to rest his head on your shoulder. It was kinda funny seeing the old fae pout and whine. A taste of his own medicine. But you could only win for so long, as Lilia always ended up having the advantage. You will not imagine how he managed to catch you off guard…You were just merrily walking down the halls of NRC, not a care in the world, until all of a sudden you were pushed into the wall. Eyes wide and ready to smack someone with your textbooks, you relaxed when your eyes met with familiar crimson ones. One arm pressed against the wall next to your head, his fangs poked out with how wide his smirk was. Lilia was freaking kabedoning you. Your jaw nearly dropped, trying your hardest not to burst out laughing at the fact he needed to hover to reach your height, but your amusement was swiftly gone as the fae’s lips were suddenly hovering over your own. Lilia’s original plan was to pull away and leave you wanting more…but even he had to admit he was craving to kiss you. Who was he to deny you both your wishes?

“Next time just ask for a kiss, who knows how much longer I have. You don’t want to deprive me of any potential kisses now, do you?”

[daintyduck99]

seeing an object and thinking of them for Rulie please

Reggie doesn't mind early mornings at school. Getting to sit with Julie while she wakes up or half-dozes on his shoulder, flicking paper footballs at Luke, copying history notes from Alex—it's kind of nice.

There's just—something soothing about it.

He actually needs to get something out of his locker though, so he wastes a lot of time trying to remember the combination instead of making a beeline for his friends.

Why can't he remember three numbers?

A familiar hum is enough to make his mounting frustration dissipate like fog, and he waits, already smiling, fingers poised. 

"It's 74-21-39." 

He lets out a little cheer as his locker pops open, turning to Julie with a full-blown grin.

"Thanks, Jules. You're a lifesaver." 

She ducks her head, but not before he catches a pleased flush burning along her cheekbones, visible even through her curls. She hugs herself, which is extra adorable because she's wearing a slightly oversized purple hoodie and—

And she's talking. Plus, he shouldn't stare.

"You're welcome. I would've come sooner if I'd known, but…"

"But I'm glad you did! I needed you." 

She squeaks, then shakes her head. 

Oh, but he loves making her flustered. She's extra extra adorable when she can only look at him through her lashes. 

So maybe he can look back a little bit more openly. Maybe she'll see, maybe—

Maybe he can't help it, when it's her. 

"It's no big deal," she says slowly, "I just…I have something for you. If…if you want it." 

She's not just flustered. She's—nervous.

He gently clasps her by the elbows.

"Julie. You know I'll love whatever you give me because it came from you, right?" 

She laughs, lifting her head a little more. 

"You didn't love that cold I gave you."

"Yeah, well, that's on me for being ungrateful. The cuddles were still great."

Her shoulders shake with it when she laughs again. He's rewarded with a shine in her eyes as she fully meets his stare.

"Alright, well…" 

She brings her hands out of the depths of her sleeves, and his fall away from her elbows as they unfurl, revealing—

A tiny glass bottle full of pale green liquid.

He can't look away from it. She exhales. 

"I was out shopping with Flynn and I saw…there were some reds, too, and I know I painted them black for you the one time, but I had to get this one because…"

Her fingers curl back around the bottle, and his twine around hers. He looks up. 

She's so adorably earnest that his heart is bound to burst—

Surely she can feel it fluttering between their fingertips as she bites her bottom lip. 

"Because?" he prompts softly. 

"Because it matches…your eyes." 

Hers go lidded as he leans in closer, and he can't tell whose pulse is fluttering between their fingers anymore—

"Mr. Peters! Ms. Molina!" 

Julie gasps as they startle apart. She fumbles for the nail polish and clutches it tight to her chest as Reggie fakes a smile for the scowling teacher headed their way. 

"What's up?" he says easily. 

The teacher sniffs—it's someone he had for homeroom once, but he doesn't feel too bad for not remembering their name. 

"I'm sure I don't want to know. Just as I'm sure you know PDA is strictly prohibited."

Julie stammers out apologies, damn near on the verge of tears, and they actually start to soften a little bit. 

She has that effect on people, he thinks. 

"I suppose I can let you off with a warning this time, as it's Ms. Molina's first offense." 

Julie slumps as they stalk away. She sighs, glancing at him through her lashes.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to get us in trouble." 

He hums. "Oh, I dunno. I kinda did." 

She gasps again, then bursts into giggles. 

Her cheeks have regained that gorgeous flush, and her eyes are warm enough to—

Well, warm enough to stun you.

The warning bell pulls him back this time, but she just grins instead of jumping away. She presses the bottle into his hands.

"I guess there'll be time for trouble later." 

And she presses her lips to his cheek, lightning fast, before darting off, leaving Reggie incredibly stunned once again.

[hexagonalhavoc]

Can I request The hex characters with The reader who easily gets flustered on Valentine's Day hcs

Hex Characters with a Reader who is easily flustered on Valentine’s

hc’s

[Author’s Note: I am fashionably late 😅]

Lionel: 

Doesn’t care much for Valentine’s Day but that’s because he hasn’t celebrated it with many people before you. 

Lionel was never one to actively seek out a partner as he was focused on his work.

If Valentine’s Day is important to you then it’s important to him. If he’s still friends with Carla he would ask her for advice. 

Gets you the usual flowers and chocolates, maybe even a teddy bear. He originally planned to get you something more expensive but he wanted to keep it simple. 

When he sees how flustered you are he feels proud, even if you’re flustered over something simple.

Carla: 

This girl takes Valentine’s Day’s very seriously. She calls off work for the day and takes a month to plan. 

Carla probably gets you one of those Valentine’s gift baskets. 

She loves how flustered you are and will tease you about it. 

Despite her teasing it is very easy to flushed Carla and if you get her something she’s going to treasure it forever. 

She’d like to do something out during the day and then snuggle up to you at night. But if you prefer a calm Valentine’s Day at home she doesn’t mind.

Reggie: 

Even when he wasn’t romantically involved with someone Reggie still loved Valentine’s Day because he’s a hopeless romantic. 

He’d spend countless nights thinking about his future partner and here you are! 

Reggie knows how to fluster you but he is impossible to fluster. 

There isn’t much that can be done in the inn but he still tries his best, he makes origami flowers out of paper to make a bouquet for you. 

He’d prefer to spend his time with you just talking about how much he cares about you. 

Jeremiah:

At first Jeremiah isn’t sure what to do for Valentine’s and he starts to panic. He knows you’ll be happy with whatever he does for you but he wants it to be special. 

He goes to a bunch of different games to get you presents and such. If he finds a game that has no danger he’ll take you there. 

Both of you are probably too flustered to talk to each other and it’s funny. He has no clue if he’s doing things right so he’s incredibly nervous. 

I hc that he writes poetry so he’ll definitely write some poetry for you. 

It doesn’t matter what you get or do for him he’s going to think about it for the rest of his life. The next day he’s still smiling. 

Chef Bryce: 

Cooking is a must but he doesn’t cook for you, the both of you cook together. Bryce prefers to cook with someone and he’ll be happy to teach you. 

Both of you make so many pastries and you’re probably not going to eat all of them but they’re fun to decorate. 

He’s going to fluster you by lightly smearing frosting on your nose or throwing a bit of flour at you. It may even turn into a play fight and by the time you’re done cooking both of you are covered in frosting and flour. 

Bryce is a lot more casual about Valentine’s Day so you don’t have to worry about it being stressful or overwhelming. 

After giving away some of the pastries you made both of you just relax together unless there’s something you want to do. 

Lazarus: 

Lazarus wants to be on the same page as you so he’ll ask what you want to do for Valentine’s Day in advance. 

He’s constantly tired so he would prefer to do something more casual but he still puts effort into it. 

He goes out of his way to make himself look nice for the special day. He’ll wear something other than his armor, brush his probably knotted hair, stuff like that.

He doesn’t mean to fluster you but he does anyways. He loves to hold your hand or lean on you. On the outside he doesn’t have much of a reaction to you being flustered but he thinks it’s amusing. 

The only thing he wants to do is stay in bed and hold you. 

Chandrelle: 

If both of you are still in Secrets of Legendaria she’s going to take you sightseeing. She hates the game but it does have some pretty scenery. 

To most people she seems closed off but she’s a lot more open than people think she is and she won’t hesitate to tell you how much she loves you.

She probably flusters you with her words. Chandrelle is no poet but she has a way with worths in a casual sense.

She does whatever she can to impress you. She practices her sorcery  just so she can see the amazement in your eyes. 

Also if something or someone ruins your special day together she will not be merciful. 

Sado: 

Valentine’s Day with her is going to be the most chaotic thing imaginable. Chances are that Sado doesn’t even have a plan and is just doing things she thinks you’ll enjoy. 

You are going to be so spoiled by her. You’re going to have so many gifts from so many games. 

“I appreciate it Sado, I really do but I don’t even know how to use a sword.” 

“It’s okay, I just thought it matched the color of your eyes.”

She flusters you on a daily basis but on Valentine’s Day she does it a lot more.

Irving: 

He’s so clueless. Chances are that you’re his first romantic partner so he’s still learning how to be romantic.

Irving isn’t great about opening up about his feelings so he’ll get you a card and try to write how he feels about you in it. It’s actually really sweet. 

He flusters you with a lot of cheesy pick up lines and every time you laugh he says another one. 

I can see him slow dancing with you. It’s the complete opposite of fighting but it’s still something he enjoys, especially if it’s with you. 

Since it’s his first Valentine’s with someone he does stress out about it at first but you’re a big comfort to him.

First Person Perspective: 

Gets flustered very easily as well. 

Because he can’t really talk you’re probably the one who makes the plans for Valentine’s but if it were up to him, he’d prefer just to lounge around in bed with you. 

He wouldn’t mind stargazing or doing something as long as it’s on the calmer side of things. 

He’s an amazing artist so he’ll definitely draw you as you are his most favorite thing to draw. He loves drawing you with a smile because you’re the light of his life.

Very physically affectionate with you and he would love to be in your arms for the whole day.

Rust McClain: 

Because he spent a lot of his life in a wasteland with minimal supplies, Rust is great at crafting things. Give him a few pieces of scrap and he’s going to make you something amazing for Valentine’s. 

He’s big on compliments and it increases tenfold on Valentine’s Day. He’s also great with making you feel better about your insecurities. 

Doesn’t mind if you want to do something specific for Valentine’s he just wants to spend the day with you. 

I feel like he’s a happy crier so if you do something really sweet for him he’s going to give you a hug while shedding a few tears. 

Rust may also play some silly pranks on you just to see you laugh. 

Rebecha: 

Rebecha has been all over the game world so she can take you to any game you’d like. 

For once she takes a day off because she wants to dedicate the day to you and her. 

She might have a lot planned as there’s many different games she wants to show you but she’ll make sure you aren’t overwhelmed. 

She’s aware of how easily flustered you get but she actually doesn’t fluster you on purpose. It just happens because she’s a very direct person in both her actions and her words.

Gets you a small but very colorful bouquet of flowers. If she could she would grow her own garden.

[crazedhatesoul]

“you know, that will probably work so i wouldn’t be surprised if you actually paid him to do it.” reggie joked but he knew himself and that he could beat the cravings, he’s done that plenty of times on his own so far but there was always still that fear in the back of his head that what if this time he couldn’t. his cheeks warmed slightly and he cleared his throat a bit, flirting was easy for him but being flirted with? always threw him off and flustered him easily no matter how subtle it was. he just smiled since he didn’t know what to say and let go of rusty’s hand to let him get the drinks, taking the one he was handed and chuckled at him. “noted that if we play board games we either got to let you win or prep for collateral damage.” he teased before adding. “i thought about signing up but remembered i’m nearly fifty and if i get knocked off a horse i’m not getting back up unless it’s someone carrying me.” reggie couldn’t help but laugh and finally took a sip of his mead, making sure he drank it slow. he nodded his head in agreement about needing this, it was nice and everything seemed to be going well so far. “i didn’t have any plans but we can,” then he rolled his eyes playfully at the suggestion, “you’re a trained military sniper of course you could beat me at archery you’ve got a better eye for that kind of stuff.”

"Well, if you start trying to drink more than one glass with me, I'll just pay Duck's rugrat to shoot you in the head with a dart anytime you get close to a mead stall." He declares simply. "He'd do it for free, but I like to teach the younguns the value of a good day's hard work." He chuckles, humming softly as lips meet the side of his head. "Ah, I don't know about that- I think I'm a little biased about who looks the best in this getup though. I've got a bit more of an investment in one of th' people wearin' it." He points out with a smirk. He breaks away only long enough to talk to Andy- paying for two bottles of mead and returning to Reggie, handing one over with a smile. "I ain't been on a horse since I was like, fourteen- I think I probably made the best choice for me by not decidin' to participate. I ain't a good sport about losing." He laughs. "Should see me an' Sissy on boardgame night- gets cutthroat in that house." He smiles, taking a long drink from his bottle and settling himself on a picnic table in the shade- sat on the table with his feet on the seat. "And I'm impressed they pulled this off- I think we needed this- after what happened t' that poor reporter girl an' her roommate... We were due a few days a' distractions. You got any plans t' hit up the games? I bet ya I could beat you at archery."

[between-two-fandoms]

Unrequited Love

Summary: Julie fell in love with everyone she met. Flynn liked to joke that her heart had enough love to save the world. Who knew she’d end up falling in love with two of her ghost boys ten seconds after meeting them?

Notes: Love confessions, fluffy first kisses, this is my apology after posting Ocean Tides.

Also on ao3 under Random_Nerd3.

Reblog to spread around.

Anxiety boiled under Julie’s skin and she hoped this wasn’t how Alex dealt with it all the time. If she felt like this all the time she’d probably spend her free time banging on drums and screaming in museums too. Luke and Reggie sat on either side of her, both boys held her hands trying to help her say what she was trying to say. “Julie,” Luke said. She couldn’t help but turn her head to look at him. Those damn puppy dog eyes stared back at her, begging for her to talk to them. “Just tell us what’s wrong.” Julie let out a shaky laugh because that’s what tripped her up. There wasn’t anything wrong with her or with them.

“Nothing’s wrong Luke,” Julie said, raising her hand to gently cup his face. Luke leaned into her touch and Reggie nuzzled into her shoulder, trying to get her attention again. How was one supposed to tell two of your band mates you were in love with them at the same time? She knew the concept of romantic love was an uncomfortable topic for Reggie to talk about but she couldn’t hide the feelings she felt towards her boys anymore. 

Not after they performed at the Orpheum together like that, the chemistry between the three of them electrifying the entire stage. Not after everything they’ve been through - Alex would be here for this conversation too if he wasn’t on a date with Willie - and she realized that the love in her heart could be given to more than just Flynn. Flynn who she kissed at school today, and Carrie who Julie kissed at school yesterday after she apologized and complemented their Orpheum debut. But her boys didn’t know about that yet, about her dating Flynn, Carrie and Nick, and about how the girls were one hundred percent into bringing them into the fold. Her girls wanted to be there for her when she talked to her boys, but she told them this was something she had to do on her own.

“Julie you’re scaring me,” Reggie mumbled, scrunching his hand through her hair, massaging her skull. Julie couldn’t help but relax at his touch, she let Luke guide her hand back to her lap as Reggie continued to play with her hair. After taking a few minutes to compile her thoughts Julie chuckled, her boys both looked at her with confusion written across their faces.

“What’s so funny mariposa?” Luke asked her, moving so close to her that their noses were just barely touching each other. Julie chuckled again, shaking her head as her chuckle turned into laughter. Crystal clear laughter that rang through her bedroom despite tears starting to roll down her cheeks.

“Julie?” Reggie asked softly, intertwining their fingers together. Julie squeezed her eyes shut in response and took a deep breath. Squeezing his hand back Julie opened her eyes again, finally ready to tell her boys she loved them.

“It started in uh… fourth grade I think,” Julie said, finding herself starting from her very first gay panic. Luke’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“What did?” He asked, reaching up to brush a few loose curls behind her ear.

“My crush on Flynn,” Julie said, finally admitting the words out loud. Luke’s face twisted as he tried to process what she said, Reggie wasn’t better off. She was a little worried she broke both of them so she cleared her throat and continued. “I didn’t realize what it was at first but then one day I started thinking she was pretty and beautiful instead of cool and nice and I sort of put two and two together… and then we met Carrie and god that just made everything worse.” Once she started talking she couldn’t stop. Her words tumbled out of her, discombobulated and twisty but she was finally telling her boys the truth. As terrifying as this was she had to do it, she knew about Alex and she knew Reggie and Luke kissed one time so they deserved to know what she was too. “Because suddenly instead of it only being Flynn I had two huge crushes and with Carrie came Nick which meant I finally had a crush on a boy like a normal girl -” Luke cut her off, pulling her in for a hug so she could catch her breath.

“There’s nothing wrong with you if you like girls Julie,” Luke said, and Julie regretted meeting his eyes the second she did. He looked like he was a kicked puppy, that his hopes and dreams were just snuffed out and taken away from him. Julie’s heart twisted in her chest so she leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Luke’s forehead.

“I don’t just like girls Luke,” Julie said, trying to explain how she felt. She turned to Reggie and gave the bassist his own kiss, causing him to flush all the way down to his neck. “I like everyone Luke, not just Flynn and Carrie and Nick.” She took a breath, inhaling through her nose and out through her mouth like her therapist taught her. 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Reggie asked, still looking flustered from her kiss. Julie reached up to lightly run her thumb against his cheek, his hand reached up to hold her wrist. “Jules, what’s going on?” Reggie asked, starting to look slightly panicked. Luke reached across Julie’s chest and ran his hand through Reggie’s hair, the motion calming the bassist slightly.

“Reg I -” Julie cut herself off with a weak choking sound. Enough, she has to get this out otherwise it was going to eat at her for the rest of her life. “I love you both and Alex too… and I’m polysexual,” Julie said, the word whispered into the air. Luke frowned slightly, but he didn’t look disgusted or insulted. Reggie didn’t look like he hated Julie like she feared they would. Instead a look of recognition settled on their faces and they huddled closer to her on Luke’s couch, wrapping their strong warm arms around her as she cried.

“Julie we both love you… but we don’t know what that… what polysexual means. Is it one of the newer labels Alex is learning about?” Luke asked, brushing Julie’s hair back, out of her face. Julie refused to look at him, keeping her focus on playing with her polysexual colored friendship bracelet. She made one for each of her people, her way to show her love for them. Julie had made three more the night after she performed Bright with her boys but she was too afraid that they didn’t love her back.

“Yeah I guess uh… it wasn’t really a thing when you guys were alive. Polysexual basically means I love more than one person at a time, like… like I’m dating multiple people but they all know so it’s not really cheating as long as we communicate with each other. Communication’s key in any successful relationship,” Julie explained, glancing at Reggie to see how he was going to react.

“Jules look at me,” Luke said quietly, running his thumb across her knuckles. Julie didn’t want to look at him though. Because looking at Luke would make the whole thing so much more real. “Jules,” Luke insisted, using his free hand to cup her cheek and turn her face to look at him. “The boys and I - including Alex - we all love you. More than being just friends Jules. Aside from Alex, cause he’s the gayest out of all of us. Reg and I love you too Jules, mi mariposa, we love you a million times over.” Julie could feel her tears staining his shirt as she dived forward for a hug, burying her face into his shoulder.

“Hey!” Reggie exclaimed after a few minutes, “where’s my hug and kiss?” Julie let out a water laugh and Luke dried her tears. He nodded at Reggie,

“He really is a good kisser Jules,” Luke said with a glint in his eyes. Julie turned to face the bassist and toyed with the collar of his leather jacket. She let her eyes flicker up and down, checking him out in the fullest sense of the word.

“Jules - ” Reggie whined, only to be cut off by her pressing her lips against his. Her chest filled with warmth as the kiss rolled through her body. Her eyelids fluttered as Reggie managed to push forward, taking over the kiss with wide gleeful eyes. Julie let out an embarrassing moan when Luke wrapped his arms around her from behind and pulled her back into his chest, breaking up the kiss. Luke leaned his head down to press a soft kiss at the top of her head and she tilted her head up to smile at him.

“Good?” Luke asked her, those damn golden flecks were sparkling in his eyes again. Julie nodded, then pulled him down to give him his own kiss.

“Perfect,” Julie said, breaking their kiss for a few seconds to reposition herself before Luke dove back in for a deeper, more passionate one. “Remind me later, you need better Spanish lessons.” She yelped in surprise when Reggie tackled Luke, pushing him aside so he could steal another kiss from her.

The next morning when she woke up she was tucked into her bed, pajamas on and under her covers. The only thing that was different was now she had her two boys sleeping soundlessly on either side of her, curled inward, a silent promise to keep her safe.

[zerolostwalks]

prompt number 13 for reggie x luke? need whipped ass reggie complimenting luke’s gorgeous gorgeous eyes 🥹🥹🥹

Luke tried to focus on the song he had been writing. It wasn’t so bad when Reggie first joined him on the small couch. Even if he made Luke’s guitar positioning a little awkward with how he’d sprawled his legs around him.

The two had sat sharing the same space each doing their own thing. Only now Reggie’s sketching started to interfere with Luke’s focus. Reggie kept staring at him.

A focused gaze that had Luke feeling warm. The green eyes darted back to the book in front of him, pencil scratching along the surface. Luke squirmed a little under the scrutiny. Too nervous to move, worried he might ruin Reggie’s drawing.

A groan escaped the boy in question as he furiously erased the paper.

“Something wrong?” Luke awkwardly leaned over the arm of the couch to set his guitar aside. No longer concerned with moving. The drawing was evidently not working out anyway.

“I can’t get your eyes right.” Reggie pouted a little at the book in front of him before his gaze locked with Luke. “Your eyes are beautiful and I just want to capture how gorgeous they are.”

“Oh,” was Luke’s very articulate answer.

He’d heard plenty of people compliment his eyes over his lifetime. He even heard compliments on his general appearance. Especially from Reggie after the two stopped dancing around each other and started dating. But this might have been the first time Reggie singled out his eyes like that.

A fond smirk broke across Luke’s face. “I have beautiful eyes?”

Reggie scowled, but a rose flush began to spread across his face. “You know you do. Stop being weird.”

Luke began to lean into Reggie. Which in turn caused his green eyes to widen and his flush to darken. Luke smirked wider, for all the other boy’s flirting it was remarkable how easily he could be flustered.

“What are you doing?”

“My gorgeous boyfriend thinks I have beautiful eyes.” Luke said as he prevented Reggie from ducking behind his sketchbook. “Thought I’d let him get a closer look.”

Luke stopped moving when he’d gotten to about how close they would be if they were on stage sharing a microphone. Now Reggie squirmed, his green eyes darted between Luke’s gaze and his lips. It wasn’t surprising when Reggie’s hand suddenly pulled Luke down into a kiss. A kiss luke happily melted into.

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50 Fluff and Angst Prompts

[yeagerismwh0re]

(THE UMBRELLA☂︎

˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗ ACADEMY OC.)

ARYA BLAIR ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ FLORES.

BASICS

FULL NAME. Arya Blair Flores (Known as Number 8 or 9)

NICKNAMES. Arry (Vanya usually calls her that since Vanya decided to shorten up her name. Some of the family calls her that, but it's usually Vanya. ), Honey or Darling (Five calls her that well to be loving sometimes.) Dipshit or smartass (fives insulting nicknames, said with love of course!)

AGE & D.O.B. Looks 13 (mentality is 29 years old) October 1, 1989

SPECIES. Human

ZODIAC SIGN. Libra

GENDER. Female

SEXUALITY. Straight

CRUSH. Five Hargreeves ☂︎

RELATIONSHIP WITH CRUSH.

Arya and Fives relationship is a bit complicated. Five and Arya met each other through, of course, Reggie. Once Arya started to live with the others, Five was intrigued by Arya's power, which is one of the reasons Five started to talk to Arya. They soon got a long and became close friends, even though half of the time all they would do is insult each other (playfully or teasingly of course!) Arya started to have a little crush on Five and she even told Vanya (Viktor) about it, since she trusted Vanya (Viktor) the most. Five and Arya ended up sharing a kiss with each other once, but knowing how five was he acted like everything was normal while Arya was left slightly confused. When five had ended up 'running away' Arya had went into a coma. In her coma, she would sometimes see visions of Five throughout the years. When she had eventually woken up she reunited with Five again, but Five acted different around her? He was more distant and closed off, which of course, Arya ended up pushing herself to be by Fives side even when Five didn't want her too, but she was just as stubborn as him. Eventually Five tells her how he feels, which she felt the same way of course. Which ever since then her and Five had felt a little bit closer then before.

FACTS.

- Five would pretend that Delores is Arya

- Five and Arya used to have their little hangout spot outside under one of the trees.

- Five is usually the only one that is soft towards Arya.

- Five finds Arya attractive when she's fighting or using her powers.

- Arya and Five have a secret handshake.

- Sometimes when Arya isn't looking Five would often stare at her and admire her beauty.

- Arya memorized Five's coffee blend.

- Five would have hallucinations of Arya in the apocalypse and apologize, Hex (You'll find out who Hex is soon.) would have to be the one to snap him out of it.

- Five was always trying to protect Arya from The Handler.

- If Arya is hurt Five freaks out and yells at everyone around him to do something.

- Five hates when Arya teases him about getting flustered.

- Five finds it comforting when Arya plays with his hair.

- Five looks forward to have a future with Arya.

- Delores would give Five 'advice' to be better with Arya or be more gentle. (Basically giving himself advice.)

- Five loves how she is naturally smart and understands him easily.

- When Five watched Luther get married, he also wanted to one day get married to Arya.

- Klaus teases both Five and Arya.

- Five gets jealous easily if your talking to another boy or even laugh at their jokes.

- A lot of Sarcastic remarks between Arya and Five which is how they show their affection.

- He always found a reason to teleport right in-front of Arya to piss her off, he enjoyed the fact she got scared or flipped him off.

- Five randomly offers Arya coffee which she finds cute.

- Five always finds an opportunity to touch Arya in a subtle way

Example: If Arya is asking for something, Five would hand it to her, which he purposely touches her hand, or if Arya is in the way Five grabs her by the waist, and moves her out of the way gently.

- When she's sleeping next to Five, he feels safe and secure.

- When Five is drunk and passed out Arya is usually tipsy and she takes care of Five putting him in bed.

- Drunk Five is usually more flirty towards Arya.

- Even when they fight Arya is usually the first one to apologize.

- Arya commonly gives Five hugs from behind.

- Arya loves to cuddle.

- Five sometimes feels Arya deserve better than him.

FIVES QUOTES OR ARYA AND FIVE CONVOS.

• "A little more eyerolling , and those pretty eyes will be permanently stuck to the back of your head."

• "Nice to see that someone finally speaks my language."

• "You know Arya I love you. A lot actually."

• "I prefer you to not stare at me while driving."

• "That's my girl."

• "Yeah, tired of your bullshit."

• "Five were in public- (Arya)" "Do I look like I give a shit?"

• "You listen to me, asshole. Do you know how many people I've killed? No. Would you like to be added to that body count?"

• "If I ever see you near her again, I'll hunt you down and kill you, got that?"

• "I have pubic hair smarter than this game."

• "I didn't know what brand you used so I got one of everything they had there, so...."

• "You know your a terrible liar Arya?"

• "So can we please just come up with a new plan! Because I love her, and I can't lose her again." "She's the reason I've pushed myself this far."

•(Five and Arya conversation)

A: "Shut up, I'm thinking!"

F: "With what brain?"

A: "Ha, Ha, Ha, Fuck you."

• A: "You have to promise not to freak out!"

F: "Okay what is it?"

A: "Do you...like me?"

F: "What do you mean do 'I like you'?"

A: "You know like, you have a crush on me?"

F: "Arya, we are dating you dimwit!"

A: "Just making sure."

• F: "Your a mistake!"

A: "Your adopted."

• F: "Who do you think you are?"

A: "Who do I think I am? Im the person who's going to cut your dick off, and glue it to your forehead! So you look like a limp dick unicorn! That's who the fuck I am!"

HEX.

Hex is the 'dark side' of Arya, which Hex basically takes over Aryas body time to time taken for a given example, Itadori and Sukuna. (If you do not know who they are let me explain it, but with Arya and Hex.) Arya was basically born with a dark side, which that dark side, of course, is Hex. It was unknown how Arya got this concerning dark side! Hex is a trouble maker and sometimes flat out heartless. There's times where Hex would take full control of Arya's body and make her do bad things she didn't want, such as stealing from stores, disturbing public peace. Minor crimes, but not extremely bad. Arya and Hex don't really get a long well. The way Hex communicates to Arya is through her mind, which Hex has a connection to Aryas shadow, sometimes Hex could talk through her Arya's own shadow, to speak her mind out loud. Which Arya finds it annoying, and sometimes she wishes she could just mute Hex. Hex uses Arya pretty much as a vessel to survive without Arya, Hex wouldn't be able to survive, and if Arya dies, Hex dies. Because without a vessel how will you live?

APPEARANCE.

Arya is Hispanic, she's Mexican and Puerto Rican. She has a Fair skin tone. Brown eyes, her body is a rectangle curvy shape. She doesn't have any scars or tattoos so far.

FACECLAIM. Jenna Ortega

HEIGHT. 5'2

WEIGHT. 101 lbs

EYE COLOR. Brown

HAIR COLOR. Brown

STYLE. 01. 02. 03. 04. 05

BODY MODS. None

ETHNICITY. Hispanic

POWERS.

ARYA'S.

Arya has (basically) Telekinesis, she can move things with her mind, moving them from a distance. But! Her Telekinesis comes with special abilities such as pain infliction, force field, and paralysis shock. (You can tell when Arya's using her powers, if there is a slight purple glow coming from her hands.) With paralysis shock she can shut down a persons body or even there power, but for only a certain amount of time. If the person is really strong to break through her paralysis shock, she can't do it again right away. Arya can cause pain infliction on an opponent as well, causing them great pain by making there blood vessels burst, manipulating the persons body to feel pain. Arya doesn't tend to hurt others, but when she's mad she can't control herself, usually others would have to stop her or calm her down. When she's using shields, it's complicated, but she uses her mind to create a force field. When doing so, she can protect herself or others from bullets. Of course, though with less training experience she isn't strong enough to protect herself or others from strong things. (Such as strong explosions, etc.) Arya also can sometimes be a hand full. When she's angry or even just upset, she can have outbursts that causes her powers to get out of hand. She can accidentally cause a big field of radiation across a few places, the biggest field she's probably ever caused, was at least a 7 mile radius. Which when has these moments, she can accidentally break windows or bend things on accident from afar when she snaps, has break downs, or even if she is sometimes frustrated.

HEX'S.

Hex also has a power but Hex and Arya CANNOT use the same power together, it's impossible. Arya can only use her powers, and when she lets Hex switch, Hex can only use her powers. Which Hex can control and manipulate shadows. There is one way that Hex can help Arya though, Hex can feed onto shadow energy to help Arya's body gain strength. (To basically help the vessel survive. For example, if Arya starved herself, Hex can feed off of other peoples shadows or even an objects shadow to keep her energy strong and Hex's energy as well.) Hex can travel into other peoples shadows! For example, if Hex wanted to steal some candy from the store. She can use someone's shadow and the shadow can pick up objects! Hex picks up the candy and drops the candy into Arya's pocket. When Hex transfers into another persons shadow, she can also talk to them through the persons mind, another example! Hex transfers into Klaus's shadow, Hex can talk to him and Klaus will hear Hex talk in his head. (Which this can sometimes scare the crap out of people since it's unexpected.) When Hex enters another persons mind or shadow, this will cause Arya to go into a coma, until Hex transfers back inside of Aryas body (This is due to the body and Hex being connected which, without Hex Arya cannot do anything, unless Hex is somehow taken out of Aryas body completely. Arya can be her own person.) Hex can't really be as strong in the day time, since her powers are more filled with darkness. When it's night she becomes stronger and any shadow she sees she can manipulate it easier. (If that makes sense.) Hex can also cause curses, which is rare, because she doesn't really do it unless the person deserves it.

PERSONALITY.

ARYA'S.

To put it simple, Arya can be the friendliest, vicious, and meanest person you'll probably meet. Depending on how you'll treat her, she can be really sweet, and reasonable. She always tries to keep her composure most of the time. Arya doesn't like to be to compassionate at times or even to mean. She likes to keep it a bear minimum, mainly because she wants to honest, not fake, let alone letting others take advantage of her. If you mess with the umbrella academy you mess with Arya, especially if someone hurts Five, she will despise you. Arya can be childish at times. She likes to be playfully sarcastic or insult the people closest to her as a joke, of course. She finds it funny messing with her family. Arya still getting used to be an adult, she usually has to be the mature one, she's basically the glue to the family. Even though she wasn't always around, she usually keeps everyone bonded together. When her siblings are fighting, she has to be the mature one and make them talk to each other and duke it out. Arya gets frustrated easily at times, sometimes things can make her snap easily, which she doesn't know how to control it at times, whichever she is trying to improve. Arya is honest, dependable, compassionate, sweet, playful, has a great sense of humor, clean freak, loyal, curious, courageous, and understanding. Arya can also be stubborn, bossy, aggressive, sarcastic, rude, and careless.

HEX'S.

Hex's is your typical, heartless girl. She could care less about everyone else then herself, she's the slight opposite of Arya. Even in crazy situations Hex is the one to keep calm the most she doesn't crack easily, due to not feeling any emotions. Emotions for Hex is rare though, maybe because she was never let out a lot. Hex is quiet and she doesn't necessarily speak much unless she has too. Hex is mischievous, stealing or vandalism, is something she intends to enjoy, of course, her fun is always ruined by Arya. The only time she feels sympathetic is towards Five. Hex can be cruel, heartless, stubborn, and self centered. But deep down Hex is sympathetic, and very much so empathetic, lonely, and ambitious.

LIKES.

ARYA'S.

Music, drawing, writing,tea, making scrap books, likes the color green, poetry, crystals, road trips, photography, mountains, exploring, wildflowers, walks, cleaning.

HEX'S.

Dead flowers, forest, fog or mist, rainstorms, wind chimes, incense, lock picking (she's a master at lock picking!), silence, cemeteries, falling leaves, night, likes the color black, spiders.

DISLIKES.

ARYA'S.

Spiders, closed spaces, complaining, funerals, certain hairstyles, the handler, getting lost, lukewarm coffee, arguing, messy things, cold food, when no one wants to hear her out, she hates being interrupted in mid conversation, crowded places.

HEX'S.

Trusting others, feeling sympathetic, hates crowds, loud noises, sunlight (especially when it's too bright!), when people talk to much, flowers, the handler, she disliked Lila for awhile but warmed up to her.

STRENGTHS.

ARYA'S.

One Aryas best strengths believe it or not, she is better at close combat when she's fighting. The best thing she's good at when she is using her power, it's when she is using her force field she still doesn't have a full on strong force field, but it's one of the things she's better at. When she is angry or upset she can make her powers stronger! But there's still consequences to it.

HEX'S.

Hex's strength is pretty simple, she easily knows how to keep calm in battles, she stays focused on her opponent, and she is determined to do anything she has to do. If someone gets in her way she makes sure to stop them, another thing is Hex tries not to let any emotions get the best of her, she prefers to work alone. (Villain energy.)

WEAKNESSES.

ARYA'S.

Arya has a lot of weaknesses due to lack of training. She cannot use paralysis shock for to long or her powers could give her a headache, same thing with, she has a hard time lifting really heavy things, like cars, or a building even. It's just like picking up things but mentally, of course. Sometimes she has a hard time focusing and controlling her powers, especially her emotions, which can get out of control and her powers lash out. Her force fields aren't strong enough to hold out for a full hour, the force field can be broken to a big explosion or something far more greater.

HEX'S.

Hex's weakness is very much obvious, sunlight, we all know this. Hex cannot manipulate shadows light due to the sunlight, sunlight can also drain Hex faster than usual, which because of this Hex likes to hide inside Aryas mind. Another thing is, Hex may be focused, but if you manage to distract her, or lose focus, it's usually the perfect time to strike.

RELATIONSHIPS.

VANYA/VIKTOR!

Arya and Vanya/Viktor have a good relationship overall, she practically sees Vanya/Viktor as close sibling. Arya is always hearing Vanya/Viktor out, she can relate to Vanya/Viktor in a lot of ways. She is always the one trying to defend Vanya/Viktor when Reginald gets mad at him/her. Usually it was just Five, Vanya/Viktor, and her all together spending time together, Arya being the rebellious child sometimes, she always urged Vanya/Viktor to come sneak out with her, and stare at the stars.

KLAUS!

Klaus is always treating Arya like a child, she technically is, but Klaus is like the overprotective sibling. He loves to tease Five and her all together, and she didn't really mind it. She enjoyed spending time with Klaus, and she didn't see him as a weirdo at all. She thought it was funny watching him act the way he does, and she knew that Klaus was overall smart. She never got mad at Klaus for doing drugs, understanding the reason why he even does it in the first place. She has full respect for him, and she comforts Klaus sometimes when his upset.

DIEGO!

Diego and her argue playfully and overall they are just sarcastic to each other. Just like Arya and Five. She usually liked to train with Diego, just to insult him during their battles. Diego and her were the ones to prank the old man half of the time, which was memorable. When they were younger though she too would also be the one to support Diego with his stutters. She encouraged him with his stutter helping him break out of it with the help of Grace, of course.

BEN!

Arya and Ben were very close, they were both very supportive of each other and had both each other's backs. Ben was usually the one to convince her not to do rational things, and Ben would help her clean when needed. After finding out about Bens death, Arya was in disbelief and she was in denial and even slightly depressed. When she met the new Ben (season 3 Ben) no matter how much rude he was, she still showed him the same kindness. But deep down she did miss the old Ben.

LILA!

Lila and Arya weren't necessarily close at first, Arya didn't trust him, and she got even slightly jealous when Five and her ended up teaming up. But soon she eventually warmed up to her and she got along with her pretty well, she was amused by Lila's power let alone that how she usually is in combat.

GRACE!

Grace and Arya were also really close, she loved Grace, and Grace was like her Second mom. She was glad that she was programmed to be a caring and loving mother, another thing is she was actually surprised when she found out she was a robot. She was practically realistic and acted like a human, but she didn't really care she still saw her the same no matter what she was.

POGO!

Pogo was one of her care takers when she ended up living in the Hargreeves house. Pogo actually taught her a lot of things that she didn't necessarily know such as strategies with her powers, even Hex was immersed by Pogo, but only because he was a talking ape.

LUTHER!

Luther and Arya were close when they were younger she was always trying to give Luther advice with Allison, she knew that the two liked each other, and it was completely obvious. But as she got older and after what Luther did to Vanya/Viktor, she she had lost full respect for him. She partially blamed Luther for the way Vanya ended up acting and destroying the world.

ALLISON!

Allison and Arya same as Luther, she would give them relationship advice. When she later found out about Allison had a daughter she was excited, hoping one day she got to meet her. Which since Arya was still stuck in the mind of a 13 year old she slightly ended up looking up to Allison eventually. But in season 3 Arya noticed Allison's change. When she started doing horrible things this caused Arya to snap on her, and she ended up keeping her distance from her.

REGINALD!

Reginald and her relationship were complicated Reginald was still harsh on her like the others, but had no choice, but to show her some kindness, because Arya actually belonged to her real mom. Reginald was also afraid of her powers, but he was more concerned for Vanya if anything. But overall he tried to train her, which he training did help her gain some sort of skills.

BIOGRAPHY.

ARYA'S.

Arya was born on October 1st, 1989. Reginald had, of course, tried convincing Arya's mother to give her away, which she refused. Arya's dad was a complete mystery to her, she never met him, and he just flat out left. Arya and her mom were on their own, she's never spoken to any family, because her mothers family disowned her. She felt bad though, because her mom just randomly became pregnant out of nowhere, an unknown phenomenon. Arya eventually at 5 years old she started to show her powers more often, and Hex started to appear more often too. Aryas mother couldn't necessarily control her, nor help her with her powers, since she didn't know what to do herself. So she ended up meeting with Mr. Reginald, and he agreed to take Arya into the umbrella academy at the age of 7. Of course, Aryas mom always visited her and she would spend time with her mother on the weekends. She wasn't mad at her mom for leaving her in the Umbrella Academy, since she such a close bond with everyone, well except Reginald. Soon enough Arya started to train, and she didn't really complain much, since she wanted to learn more about her powers and she wanted to learn how to control them. Reginald found out about Hex, and soon realized, if Arya hadn't fully learned to control her powers over time, Hex will end up taking full control over her and she will end up taking over her own body. Arya didn't want that to happen, so she trained harder than before, and this made her want to keep Hex trapped inside her mind forever. She didn't want Hex to come out instead she tried to keep her locked up inside her own prison. But obviously, things don't work per usual. Reginald soon enough kept asking Arya to bring Hex out, since he wanted to learn more about Hex's power, which by all means he was impressed, but concerned. 6 years later, as things were still pretty much the same, things had just ended up taking a turn for the worst. When Five had ended up 'running away', Mr Reginald ended up sending Hex after him. Which Hex ended up following Five using his shadow and going into his mind. This sent Arya into a coma, and she didn't wake up for the next 16 years. Arya had soon ended up getting trapped in ice, and this was unknown to the family, but each day they had ended up visiting Arya. The ice would get bigger around her body, and eventually cover her body up in ice completely, the ice had been protecting her body. When Hex and Five returned, Arya finally woke up, and she ended up breaking free from the ice, but her body was still the same way it looked 16 years ago, and she was still in the mindset of a 13 year old, but her mentality is supposed to be 29, same with her body.

HEX'S.

Hex wasn't necessarily born, but she was created. She was created by a scientist, by the name of Dr. Marie. Marie was trying to create a weapon for the country, and she ended up creating Hex, Hex wasn't a person, but she was made of (Believe it or not.) Shadows. Hex was never explained how she was made specifically, or how she even came to life, but one thing she knew she was getting tired of being in a glass room all the time. The doctors kept telling Hex, that if she were to break free, Hex would end up in the wrong persons body. Hex can only enter a persons body if it has a strong aura or sense of strength. Which is why they keep her in a container, otherwise she could be sucked in. So, Hex did as she was told, she listened. Until things took a drastic turn, Hex thought the people who 'raised' her cared for her, but instead were just using her. This was the first time Hex had felt some emotion and from there on she raged and broke the glass, her figure soon started traveling outside of the lab and into the outside, Hex couldn't stop herself from sucked into whatever human body vessel she was being sucked into, since it was practically 'meant to be'. Hex ended up seeing darkness and then light. Next thing she knew, she was trapped in a humans body, and Hex didn't know what to do, she couldn't control the human body since, it was a baby and the baby was at a weak state. Soon years had passed and Hex was controlling Aryas body slightly here and there. Making Aryas mother concerned. When taken into The Umbrella Academy, she didn't really speak to anyone, nor brought herself out, since Arya always kept her trapped inside, which she hated. Hex has been nothing but trapped and she was sick of it. Soon things became normal and Hex got better at controlling her power as well. When Five ended up running away, Hex followed him. She could only talk to Five in his mind, and she was technically the only other person he could talk to. Hex being couscous, she put a cruse on Aryas body, she ended protecting Arya and her body was trapped in thick ice that was hard to break, unless she broke it herself. As years went by for Hex and Five, Hex felt sympathy for some one and it was definitely Five, she felt bad that he kept seeing things or going crazy. Hex herself was going crazy, but she kept her composure like always. After they had returned Hex immediately ended up going back into Aryas body.

FACTS.

- she's always tucking her hair behind her ears out of habit

- she's usual always helping Grace clean up the house

- once everyone is asleep she sometimes sneaks out by herself, to listen to her cassette player.

- eventually she ends up accepting the fact that Hex is apart of her.

-sometimes Arya makes scrap books or mixed media art

- she's always dreamed of going on some sort of 'adventure' with the others.

- sometimes Arya wishes to be normal and not have any powers at all.

- she used to paint on her walls in her room when she wanted to decorate it, which pissed off Reginald.

-when she is home sick she's always used to sneak out at night to go back home to her mother.

- Vanya/Viktor, Allison, and Diego would usually be the ones to visit her in the coma.

- Hex usually just eats random shadows out of nowhere, which causes Arya to be full and she can't even eat her own food.

- Hex was always lecturing Five here and there and sometimes the both of them argued.

- Hex opened up to Five how she was trapped in because Arya ended up caging her, which Five became Hex's first ever friend!

- Hex gets jealous when she watches other people eat food or do normal human things, she sometimes wonders what it's like to have a actual body.

(There will be more soon, but this is all I could think of for now!!)

PLAYLIST.

ARYA'S.

(Full Playlist here.)

HEX'S.

(Full Playlist here.)

[frost-felon]

No worries about the tag essay. I've done it before, often because I thought I didn't have much to say, right before menacing clown music would play in my head. But in all seriousness, I often find myself forgetting to express the full depth of my thoughts in any single post, unless my brain and time align jussssst right. And assuming Tumblr or my phone don't destroy what I was writing. Do let me know if I made any errors in transcribing your tags or name, though; I'll go back and edit the alt text.

While Takaba's CT definitely allowed for interesting scenes and settings in the fight, that's not a big part of my own enjoyment. It's moreso that Kenjaku was faced with a proper challenge and had to assess the opponent on a genuine psychological and human level. This doesn't tend to really happen for most fights for Kenjaku and Sukuna, our main antagonists. Particularly, Kenjaku's behavior versus Yuki in her portion of the "[Noun] and Oil" chapters really put me off, even though I desperately want to like Kenjaku at most times. They easily have the potential to be one of the most interesting characters in JJK, but Gege's attempts at raising the stakes often comes at the cost of the main antagonists' characters, especially for Kenjaku. I can very easily like a super-powered Mad Scientist character, but not if they feel more like the author's "Fuck You For Being Invested In The Heroes" character¹. Way too often, Kenjaku got Get Out Of A Losing Situation FREE cards, simply to force the plot in certain directions. In doing so, the stakes and Kenjaku's character were drastically affected, often robbing Kenjaku of unique interactions and forcing Kenjaku to look as if they were in control the whole time (typically, with a smug expression, which happens damn-near every fight with Sukuna).

I actually do like fights with interesting choreography and/or application of skills, but I don't think that's ever really been one of Gege's strengths. A lot of times, the skills feel poorly-defined, and while the art is pretty and occasionally captivating, the composition of the manga and its fight scenes has been rather poor, in my opinion. It's just gotten worse in these recent chapters. I haven't really been invested in the battle system since Megumi VS. Reggie Star, as there was so much contradictory and stupid bullshit going on in that fight.

So as it stands, character exploration is typically my number one focus.

Kenjaku's fights are rarely interesting, in that regard. Takaba VS. Kenjaku is easily the best, since it shows us more of who Kenjaku actually is without diminishing other aspects of Kenjaku; they're still clever in that fight, with how they recognize what's happening and adapting to it. Kenjaku is still a major threat, and Takaba nearly dies when Kenjaku tries to undermine his confidence. None of their curiosity is cheapened or altered, and so on.

But honestly? I'd prefer them to be dead, but I didn't want them to go out with so many unresolved plot threads. I wanted Yuta² to have a more involved emotional scene, though I am currently ignoring 249's attempt. For my sanity, you see. And it's also like...Yuki died the way she did for this? Tengen's autonomy was stripped to be Kenjaku's rules-changing tool, and then their personality-contradicting backup plan? It's almost similar to how I feel about the narrative waste involved in the Sukuna VS. Gojo fight, and the trashing of multiple resolutions, arcs, and character development moments afterwards, but unlike with Satoru, I don't want Kenjaku to come back. It's my observation that the narrative would likely become more cluttered were Kenjaku to return, and with less satisfying justifications. And by all that is holy, I just wanna see more of Sukuna losing his mind over Yuji's everything.

As a sort of side note, Sukuna getting so flustered at Satoru's taunts in their fight (but not when taunted about "running away from Yuji" or "taking orders from [Kenjaku]") still strikes me as so odd. I really would have preferred getting more exploration into why Sukuna got so hot and bothered during that fight (and literally when it started, lmao), but then 236 made it into the whole...'I was actually in control the whole time!' malarkey, which was blatantly untrue.

Kenjaku's never quite had such a major restriction upon their capabilities as Sukuna did in being tied to Yuji, so Takaba forcing Kenjaku to rethink their approach was just. So vital. It all being a sneak-attack assassination doesn't take away from Kenjaku's character, either. I want to see their weaknesses, and that was a fun one. I just really despise everything after Kenjaku notes that they're going to die.

¹Which is easily one of the biggest reasons Sukuna has become less interesting to me during and after 212; my, "Hahah, he's a no-ambition loser!" kind of comments are more due to my frustration that the audience seems to be simultaneously expected to see Sukuna being a loser, but also an unstoppable force of evil. It just doesn't gel well...like Blood and Oil, perhaps. Also, I want Yuji to eviscerate that bored old man.

²I haven't mentioned Yuta much before in my posts, but I am ambivalent to him. However, during my first read-through, he seemed like he was getting altered in powers and history with nearly every appearance, which made him hard to have much of an opinion on. I really don't like how he's been handled recently, but I don't hate him; his character-writing just seems weak, though not as personally infuriating as Maki's.

On Takaba VS. Kenjaku:

Very fun fight, creative reality-warping based on thoughts and feelings of the participants. A complete breath of fresh air compared to earlier fights, like Gojo VS. Sukuna, Yuki & Choso VS. Kenjaku, and Megumi VS. Reggie Star. Although I didn't like the actual fight of Hakari VS. Kashimo, this chapter definitely harkened back to what Hakari VS. Kashimo did right with characterization and tone, except this proved to be way funnier and more entertaining, whilst exploring both characters' philosophies (more akin to Hakari VS. Charles, in that sense). I really enjoyed seeing Kenjaku be more open with themselves (such as revealing how much they knew about comedy over the past few decades), as well as their variety in expressions. One of my biggest problems with a lot of Kenjaku's fights had been the flat 'range'¹ of 'bored', 'analytical', and 'smug', and this fight gave Kenjaku way more room to show their other traits, such as the humor/comedic sensibilities they'd not often expressed.

Takaba's introspection was also quite nice. I tend to be more a fan of subtler character arcs, but the to-the-point nature of Takaba's grappling with his desires and self-affirmation/place in the world was very welcome and effective. Honestly, I consider the way Takaba was handled here to be some of Gege's best character work. Short bursts like this seem to be favored by Gege, whereas resolutions tend to be a weaker point in the overall narrative and in character arcs, specifically. So, speaking of...

Where things fall apart is that ending. Note, I am speaking from only having read properly to the end of Chapter 243--if my thoughts change, I'll amend the post with a reblog.

So, I think that the entire fight being a diversion tactic is a good idea! It makes sense that the cast would put together an idea like this, and allows for diversification of their tactics, which makes the characters more believable and gives the audience more to chew on. It also makes sense that they'd specifically send Yuta, and that Kenjaku had such a fun time with Takaba that they'd subconsciously ignored Yuta's arrival.

However. This was really poorly-foreshadowed. The plan wasn't indicated to the readers, outside of the discussion to send Takaba as the assassin, but without Angel's explanation for why. Yuta was there for the discussion, but his involvement in the final plan was not on-screen or otherwise indicated, as far as I could tell. The following panel is about the only evidence of foreshadowing that I can think of:

In a way, it cheapens Yuta's involvement. This should be a really cool moment for Yuta, and satisfying for the readers, but it's just...out of nowhere. Yuta is easily replaceable, despite his desire to kill Kenjaku for his beloved and respected teacher. This should be a bigger moment for Yuta, and certainly for Kenjaku, if this is how he dies and exits the story. Due to the lack of sufficient foreshadowing, it instead comes off as jarring.

Additionally, Kenjaku's ending dialogue doesn't fit with the motives established in 239, which fit with how Kenjaku had been characterized up to that point.

Kenjaku acknowledges Yuta's confirmation that Takaba was sent as a distraction (and may be implying that Takaba was not aware that Kenjaku would be killed, though this is dubious due to the nature of the conflict with Kenjaku). They then say,

"I see...I hate to leave so much undone..." Which is fine, as Kenjaku is established as wanting to create chaos to experience interesting fluxes in life's equilibrium. Specifically in 239, they phrase it as, "...want[ing] to see what you haven't seen..." and "want[ing] confirmation that what you think is interesting is actually interesting." But then they continue with,

"...But...my will shall be carried on."

Huh? Kenjaku wants to experience wonders they can't even dream of. What use does their will being carried on have to them, if they can no longer experience it?

The only way I can think of this being in-line with how they've been characterized is if they manage to cheat death again, even if only partially, but I'm getting the impression that Kenjaku is not coming back from this, in any way. Perhaps they messed with Tengen's sense of self and included a piece of themselves in Tengen, or there is some weirdness going on with Yuji, or the Kamo Clan. But regardless, it doesn't really work with Kenjaku's characterization immediately and long before this point. It's just odd. Any thoughts? I should hopefully be reading 244 not long after this, so hopefully that will clear things up. I wanted to get this off my chest, though.

¹One of my problems with post-Shibuya Sukuna, and especially after Satoru's unsealing, is that Sukuna also tends to fall in a similar 'range'. Even in his fight with Yorozu, he tends to just bounce between 'analytical', 'unenthused', and 'smug'.

[parkerslatte]

Just Confess Already

MASTERLIST

Luke Patterson x Fem!Reader (90s)

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2k

Summary: Luke and (Y/N) had been best friends since childhood. The two of them cuddle and act like a couple - except their not. The boys do what they can to get them to confess to one another.

MASTERLIST

*****

(Y/N) closed her locker just as an arm wrapped around her shoulders. She smiled to herself, knowing who it was immediately. Luke and (Y/N) had been friends since they could remember - they had been through everything together, from first girlfriends and boyfriends, to first kiss, to first breakup. They had been there for each other every step of the way. 

Since the two were extremely close with one another, there were quite a few rumours about the two. The words ‘(Y/N) and Luke are dating’ had spread like wildfire. Of course the two denied these rumours all of the time but no one believed them. Every time the two were together, Luke would either have his arm slung around her shoulder or the two would subconsciously be holding hands. This just fed into the rumours more. Alex, Reggie and Bobby had tried to help the two deny the rumours but only they could do so much. 

(Y/N) stepped away from her locker as Luke’s arm tightened around her shoulder.

“So, the boys and I are rehearsing tonight, you wanna come?” Luke questioned.

“When do I not?” (Y/N) chuckled, “I’ll bring snacks.”

“And this is why I love you.” Luke said and pressed a kiss to the side of her head.

“You two acting like a couple again?” Bobby questioned as he, Alex and Reggie approached the two best friends. 

(Y/N) scoffed, “We’re not. We’re just being friendly.”

“Friendly my ass.” Alex mumbled.

(Y/N) shook her head before speaking up, “Well, I’ve gotta get to class. I’ll see you boys later.”

Without thinking, (Y/N) leaned up and placed a soft kiss on Luke’s cheek causing him to smile. He unwrapped his arm from around her to let her leave. He watched as she walked down the hall and out of sight. Once she was gone, Luke turned back to his band mates - who all had a similar look on their faces.

“What?” Luke asked obliviously.

“You two, that’s what.” Reggie answered.

“I don’t-”

“Luke, just ask her out already. You two already act like a couple, just make it official.” Alex pestered.

“What? We don’t like each other like that.” Luke denied - although he felt the complete opposite.

“Yeah, keep telling yourself that.” Bobby said.

***

In her class (Y/N) sat with her friend, Natalie. The two of them were close friends, but obviously not as close as Luke and (Y/N). Natalie reached forward and tapped (Y/N) on the shoulder. 

“(Y/N), don’t you think I don’t know what you and Luke did in the hallway.” She said.

“What?” (Y/N) questioned.

“Well, he wrapped his big strong arm around you. You smiled like an idiot. He kissed your forehead. You smiled like an idiot. You then kissed his cheek and this time he smiled like an idiot.” Natalie explained.

“Okay, first of all, how do you know all of that, you weren’t even there, Second of all, I’m gonna tell you what I told the boys, we were just being friendly.” (Y/N) stated.

“First of all, I have sources, second of all, that was a lot more than friendly if you ask me.” 

“I’m not asking you, I’m telling you. We’re just friends.”

“Well, if you’re just friends, you wouldn’t mind if Sierra Carter asked him out would you. I overheard that she’s gonna ask him out.”

(Y/N)’s eyes widened, she hated Sierra with all of her being. The two had a long history and there wasn’t time to get into that now. 

“I’m assuming that by your reaction, you would mind.” Natalie said.

(Y/N) sighed, she did like Luke, she might’ve even loved him - but she was afraid that telling him would ruin their friendship.

“I would mind, I really would. I like Luke, but what if me liking him ruins our friendship?”

“Sweetie, have you seen the way he looks at you. You’re not going to ruin your friendship,” Natalie reassured, “Tell him at band rehearsal tonight.”

“How do you know about that?” (Y/N) asked.

“I told you, I have my sources.” Natalie remarked before leaning back in her chair.

“You know, one day I would love to know who this so-called ‘source’ is.”

***

Later that day at band practice, Luke was slouched in a chair tuning his guitar, he was making sure to take his time because he didn’t want to start rehearsing until (Y/N) showed up.

“Dude, can we start now, you’ve been tuning that guitar for the past half hour.” Reggie spoke up.

“We can’t start yet because we’re waiting on Luke’s girlfriend.” Alex said.

“She’s not my girlfriend!” Luke quickly denied.

“Yeah, but you would like her to be.” Bobby smirked.

Luke didn’t deny this and stayed silent causing the boys to smirk. He didn’t know what to do, he obviously wanted to ask (Y/N) out but he just didn’t know how to. He could practically ask (Y/N) anything - but this was one thing he was struggling to ask.

“Sorry I’m late!” (Y/N)’s voice sounded, causing Luke to perk up - this not going unnoticed by the boys who all shared a look with each other, “But I’ve got snacks for everyone. And Alex before you ask, nothing contains nuts. I checked everything before I bought it.”

“I just like to be sure.” Alex mumbled to himself.

(Y/N) placed the bag down on the table and turned to face the boys who were all staring at her. 

“What? Why are you all staring at me?” (Y/N) questioned.

“Oh, no reason other than-”

“Okay, let’s get to rehearsing!” Luke cut Reggie off.

(Y/N) gave the four boys a weird look before sitting down in the chair Luke was previously sitting in. She smiled as the boys rehearsed. (Y/N) was always the boys biggest supporter ever since they started the band. She was there throughout everything. No matter how hard she tried, her eyes always drifted towards Luke. Just watching him play and be in his element always made her happy. Luke caught her staring and sent her a wink her way. Normally, this wouldn’t affect (Y/N), but this time she felt herself blush and get flustered. She quickly diverted her eyes to watch Alex play who only sent a smirk her way - noticing the way she acted when Luke winked at her.

After they rehearsed, the group moved onto the snacks (Y/N) had brought along. (Y/N) sat down on the couch and Luke sat down right next to her slinging his arm around the back of the couch. (Y/N) felt her cheeks heat up as Luke moved his body slightly so his side was pressed against hers. Alex, Reggie and Bobby noticed this and all looked between each other - silently having a conversation. Bobby moved the bag containing the drinks out of (Y/N) and Luke’s sight.

“(Y/N), you forgot drinks.” Bobby spoke up.

“Did I? I swear I bought some,” (Y/N) said and leaned forward to inspect the bag. When she leaned away from Luke, the boy noticed a disappointed look on his face, “Hmm, I guess I forgot them, I can go and get some-”

“No, no, allow us.” Alex spoke as he, Reggie and Bobby stood up.

“Are you sure? I can easily go and get them.” (Y/N) said, rising to her feet.

Bobby raised his hand, dismissing her statement, “No, no, it’s fine. We can get them, it’s no trouble.”

“Well if you're sure…” (Y/N) said, sitting down next to Luke again - however this time sitting a little further away from him.

As the boys left, Reggie turned to look back at Luke. (Y/N) was looking down at her lap so wasn’t paying attention to what Reggie mouthed to Luke. ‘Ask her out now’. The boys left leaving (Y/N) and Luke on their own.

Luke looked over to his best friend, who had sat only a little bit further away from him but it was enough for him to notice. He shuffled over and slung his arm around (Y/N)’s shoulders, pulling her down on top of his chest. (Y/N) let out a small giggle, not expecting the sudden movement. Luke’s other arm wrapped around her waist while (Y/N) hands were placed on his chest. This position wasn’t uncommon for the two friends, in fact they fell asleep like this quite often. 

(Y/N) thought about her and Natalie’s conversation earlier that day. She did like Luke, there was no denying that and she was happy that they were so comfortable in their friendship. But she was worried that if she told him - she would ruin it all.

Unbeknownst to (Y/N), Luke was thinking the same thing. His thumb brushed lightly over the exposed skin on her waist where her t-shirt had ridden up. Luke always put on a confident front, but behind that, he was just a lovesick boy who had no clue how to confess to a girl that he loved.

“(Y/N), I need to tell you something.”

“Luke, there’s something I need to tell you.”

The two spoke at the same time causing them to chuckle.

“You go first.” Luke said. 

(Y/N) took a deep breath, “What are we?”

Luke’s eyebrows furrowed, “What do you mean?”

“What are we, Luke? We cuddle and act like a couple all the time and…”

“What are you trying to say?” Luke asked, his heartbeat accelerating. He knew for sure that (Y/N) could feel it.

(Y/N) paused for a moment. Although the pause was only a couple of seconds at maximum, to Luke it felt like hours before she began speaking again and what came out of her mouth Luke wasn’t expecting.

“I like you. If this ruins our friendship, please forget I ever said it. I don’t want anything to change.”

Luke didn’t say anything. He felt like he was on cloud nine. The girl he loved, liked him back. A smile stretched across his face.

“It won’t change anything.” Luke said.

“Oh, I’m sorry-”

“Because I like you too.”

(Y/N) shifted her head on Luke’s chest so she was looking up at him, the smile on his face was enough to make her melt, “You like me too?”

Luke brought his hand to rest on the side of her face, his thumb grazing lightly over her cheekbone, “How could I not?”

A smile stretched across her face, she was elated. Luke slowly brought his face down so his lips were only millimeters away from hers. 

“In fact, I don’t think I like you - I think I love you.” Luke didn’t wait for her to respond before crashing his lips onto hers. (Y/N) let out a surprised noise before melting into the kiss. She moved her hands up and slowly ran them through his hair messing it up. Luke’s arms moved so he was holding her waist pulling her body tightly against his. 

(Y/N) broke the kiss for only a moment, “I think I love you too.” She reconnected their lips quickly and pushed Luke down so his back was laying flat on the couch as she rested on top of him. Luke’s thumb began stroking the exposed skin of her back as she broke the kiss for air. 

“I’m glad you love me because I would have no idea what I would’ve done if you didn’t.” (Y/N) said. 

Luke smiled as (Y/N) settled herself on his chest once again. (Y/N) closed her eyes and let out a content sigh as Luke’s hand played with the ends of her hair. When she opened her eyes again she noticed a bag behind the chair Bobby was sitting on. 

“Those bastards, they made me think I didn’t buy the drinks.” Luke followed her eye line and chuckled once he saw what she was looking at. 

“But if they didn’t leave, then this wouldn’t have happened.” Luke mumbled into her hair.

“I guess I have to thank them for that.” Luke pressed a kiss to her forehead. Of all the times Luke had kissed her forehead, this time it felt different and she couldn’t explain it. 

“I love you.” (Y/N) mumbled.

“I love you, too.”

“I’m never going to get sick of hearing that.”

[lemonade-baby]

Willex hockey au where they’re on opposing teams because I’m projecting onto Alex and brought it up to the CGC discord and now we’re here

Alex plays to work out his aggression and mostly to just get away from home

Willie just really enjoys the sport and finds skating almost therapeutic

Luke, Reggie, Bobby, and Julie are all really supportive and go to all his games and are usually the loudest ones in the crowd

Alex is known to body slam people and gets put in penalty a lot (angry hockey boys go to the time out box)

Willie thinks its kind of hot

They barely know each others names, only what’s on their jerseys

Their teams have been rivals for years, even before Alex and Willie joined their respective teams

Willie realizes that Alex gets flustered easily

Like very easily

He starts throwing winks and subtle head nods at him from across the ice

Once he even yelled “That was hot Mercer!” after Alex made a buzzer beater

Alex skated straight into the wall and almost fell over the top 

At one of the many games against each other, a hot dog gets thrown over the glass barrier

No one knows who threw it or why

Alex hits it before he can see it and goes full toepick

straight into Willie, sending them both to the ground

“Dude, you’re scratching my stick!”

“Scratching your stick? I’m pretty sure I’m laying on the puck right now.”

Alex’s team is down one of their best players and loses by an embarrassing amount

Willie catches him in the locker rooms after the game

Neither of them have really seen each other or talked off the ice

“Nice skating out there Hotdog”

“Oh it’s not Mercer anymore?” 

“Not since you tripped on an actual hotdog and nearly snapped my stick”

“Yeah... sorry ‘bout that.”

They get to know each other more when Julie insists Willie join them for their traditional after game meal at this dingy diner they’d found when he’d started playing a year and a half ago

While their teams rivalry grew, so did Alex and Willie’s friendship

Every time they played each other, the loser bought dinner

Willie was the first person Alex had met that could keep up with him

on and off the ice

weekend practices together became a regular thing

anyone outside their friend groups could’ve easily mistaken them for a couple

even their friends questioned it sometimes

during one certain practice, the disco ball in the ceiling came down and music started, interrupting Willie mid shot 

“care to dance hotdog?” “We’re on ice” “What? Like its hard?”

It was, in fact, hard

Alex, who prided himself on not fucking up on the ice, fucked up

Very similarly to the hotdog incident, they’d ended up on top of each other

“Well Mercer, if you wanted to be on top of me, you just needed to ask me out”

“Not hotdog anymore?”

“I call you Mercer when you do something very hot. Did you not pick up on that?”

The color flushed from Alex’s face

Willie outstretched his head and planted a quick peck on Alex’s lips, stunning the poor boy

“Okay now that that’s out of the way, wanna get off me and we can get an actual drink”

@russsianspy

[lovesick-feelin]

“Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.” for Willex please and thank you? <3

The idea for this one popped into my head right away and I just had to tackle it!!

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Fluff prompt: "Would it be alright if I borrowed your sweater?"

Willie is used to Alex arriving at school in the mornings looking some degree of flustered, but the Alex that practically barrels into his arms today in the parking lot is next-level.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Willie catches Alex by the arms, barely preventing him from careening sideways into Willie’s parked car. “Blondie, careful, you okay?”

Upon closer inspection, Alex is a mess. He’s pale and disheveled, hair a mess and eyes rimmed with red, like he was crying in the car. His uniform shirt is untucked, and there’s a large coffee stain all the way down the front. Alex opens his mouth like he’s going to answer Willie, but all that comes out is a shaky half-sob, and Willie’s heart shatters.

“Hey, hey,” he soothes, pulling Alex into his chest and rubbing circles with his thumb between Alex’s shoulder blades. “It’s okay. You’re okay.” Alex sniffles loudly into Willie’s shoulder, wrapping his arms around his waist and holding on tight.

They just stand there for a minute, swaying a little bit in the chilly San Francisco morning, until Alex detaches himself and pulls back, swiping at his eyes with the back of his hand.

“Sorry,” he tries to deflect in a shaky voice, and Willie shushes him with a finger to the lips, shaking his head.

“Nothing to be sorry about,” he says easily. “Want to talk about it?”

Alex grimaces. “Just a bad morning,” he says. “Church yesterday was rough, because Mom kept trying to introduce me to all of her friends’ daughters, even though she knows I’m dating you. I didn’t sleep well last night. And then we got into a fight about it this morning over breakfast, so I left in a hurry, which meant I didn’t eat, so I stopped to get coffee but then fucking Principal Covington cut me off on the way into the parking lot and I spilled the whole stupid cup on myself, so now I don’t have any coffee and my uniform looks like shit.” He inhales deeply, like he forgot to breathe.

Willie blinks. “Sounds like a shitty morning,” he says. “I’m sorry.” He leans in and presses a kiss to Alex’s forehead, earning himself a contented hum.

“Eh, ‘s alright,” Alex shrugs. “Feeling better now.” He leans back against the cab of Willie’s truck, smiling, and Willie’s helpless to chase that smile, bracing one hand on the door by Alex’s head and bringing the other up to cup his jaw. When they kiss, they’re both smiling into it.

“Hey,” Alex says when they separate, reaching up to tug at one of Willie’s sleeves, “would it be alright if I borrowed your sweatshirt? Just to cover up the stain.”

“Ah, you’re not slick, Mercer,” Willie teases, already slipping his arms out of the sleeves. “If you wanted to steal my clothes, all you had to do was ask.”

“Ew, no, that would be like I have a crush on you or something,” Alex retorts, snatching the fleece out of Willie’s hands and slipping into it, and whatever comeback Willie was about to say dies on his lips.

Because stealing t-shirts and the occasional hat is one thing, but Alex in Willie’s quarter-zip fleece is a sight Willie doesn’t think he was ever adequately prepared for. Alex’s blond bangs are tousled but not unruly, and with the collar of his school uniform popped over the folded collar of the fleece, he looks like a prep school daydream, like some golden love child of Urban Outfitters and Vineyard Vines. He undoes one of the buttons on his shirt and Willie’s pretty sure he blacks out for a second.

Alex looks up and meets Willie’s eyes, quirking an eyebrow. “Yo, are you good?”

Willie doesn’t answer, just crowds Alex back up against the cab of his truck and pulls him in by the collar of that stupid fleece, kissing him so hard that their teeth clack together. Alex sighs into Willie’s mouth, sliding a hand into his hair and deepening the kiss, filling Willie’s senses with cucumber body wash and coffee and the smell of his own laundry detergent. It’s never been a smell Willie’s noticed before, but on Alex, it’s intoxicating.

A piercing whistle shatters the bubble they’re in from across the parking lot, and Willie breaks the kiss to see Luke and Reggie jeering at them.

“The bell rang, lovebirds!” Luke calls, and Willie pointedly does not comment on the way his hand is casually stuck in Reggie’s back pocket. He doesn’t want to start that fight right now.

Instead, he turns back to Alex, still pressed against the truck with his lips kiss-swollen and red, still looking criminally good in Willie’s fleece and offers a hand. “You coming, Blondie? Don’t want to make your morning worse.”

“Don’t worry,” Alex says with a grin, lacing their fingers together. “I’m actually pretty sure you fixed that issue for me.”

[daintyduck99]

"you get flustered really easily...cute." "haha...thanks...i think. was that a compliment? why are you laughing." . . .very much sounds like Reggie/Anyone

Reggie starts playing at the pier to get out of his head and his family's new house.

He stays for the cute couple. 

And it's not just that they're cute; they seem to genuinely like his music. He has yet to catch their names, but they always leave something in his case: bracelets or seashells if not money, or a scrap of lyrics that fit perfectly into one of his songs. 

Some of the latter are hard to read, but he likes the challenge. 

He likes them, their melodic laughter and their gifts and the girl's warm brown eyes and the guy's wild grin. And sure, Reggie likes the beach, but he can admit it to himself; he hasn't moved because of them.

They show up with their own instruments one Saturday, a crescent-moon tambourine and an acoustic guitar, and his heart drops. They're all smiles, but there's only one thing he can do to head off the embarrassment before it blooms. 

He clutches his banjo closer to his chest—maybe he really wanted to impress them today—and starts to collect his stuff, avoiding eye contact all the while. 

"Sorry, I never meant—I'm pretty new here, I didn't know this was your spot." 

"It isn't," the guy says slowly, and when Reggie dares to look, he's wearing a puzzled little frown. "Dude, don't leave!" 

The girl steps forward. "What Luke means is, we were hoping we could play with you. We haven't been trying to like, bribe you out of your spot, or whatever." 

He laughs nervously, but her voice sounds—soothing, not exasperated, as if she thinks he's dumb, or something. She regards him with her kind, lovely eyes. 

"You're really good at…what, four instruments? Luke won't say it, but even that harmonica line you played the other day has been stuck in his head." 

Luke shrugs and smiles, as if to say what can you do, and Reggie flushes, because apparently, the answer is to jam together. 

Then he remembers that the girl asked him a question, sort of. He clears his throat, biting his lip as she cocks her head. 

"Five. Five instruments, I also play piano." 

She lights up with a grin that exposes an adorable little gap between her teeth, holding out her hand for a fist bump and giggling when he accepts it a beat too late. 

"Me too! I'm Julie, by the way." 

"Reggie," he replies, wincing internally at how breathless he sounds and how his eyes can't stop skittering between them. "I'm Reggie, hi, nice to um, meet you." 

God, but they're both grinning at him again. Luke studies him pretty shamelessly, which is enough to make his heart go haywire and his face get even hotter, but Julie's gaze lingers on his hands. 

"You're wearing the bracelets." 

"Huh? Oh—" Reggie rubs the back of his neck, which also feels weirdly warm. "Yeah. I really like them. They’re cool.” 

She giggles again. It's a beautiful sound, and he doesn't know how he'll survive it if she's going to sing. She lifts her wrists. 

"We match! I make them all the time, so. I'm really glad you like them." 

Luke interjects, then, which is perfect, because it keeps Reggie from saying something really dumb, like, 'I like you.'

"What do you want to play first, Reg?" 

A pleased smile makes its way onto his lips without his permission. 

"You're nicknaming my nickname?" 

"He does it to me, too," Julie volunteers. "But really, though. What should we play?"

Reggie bites his lip, considering. 

"Well—I don't know how you feel about country, but everyone likes 'Love Story', right? We could start with that?" 

Julie sends him a conspiratorial smile, looking at him through her lashes. 

Reggie has to look away, heart pounding in his ears, making it difficult to process her reply. Something about how Luke doesn't love country, but he'll do this one for them. 

For her, surely. Close enough. 

Reggie launches into the banjo intro before he can embarrass himself any further. When Luke joins in, and Julie adds her voice and the accent of her tambourine, something magical happens. 

It should be a bit awkward, but it's not. Playing with them is easy. 

They quickly amass a small crowd, but the only things that matter are the vibrations in his chest, rippling between them like they're one entity. The way his fingers fly, and Luke and Julie follow seamlessly. 

How their voices soar, and they move around each other like melodic lines. 

Seriously, the way they sing with him—to him, almost—is unreal. Luke playfully thumps Reggie’s chest at one point, and he nearly falters on the harmony, caught in the glow of his sunrise hazel eyes, that wild grin and the words lilting out of it.

Julie comes really close toward the end of the song, scrunching her nose and smiling with her eyes. Hers are more like a sunset, the relaxing hue of golden hour. 

Somehow, right here and right now, he's become their midday. 

She sings to him and he can't look away. 

Is this in my head? I don't know what to think…he knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said…

What else can he do but finish the line? 

Marry me, Juliet, you never have to be alone; I love you and that's all I really know 

Julie giggles, and it's a brighter accent to the song than the jingle of her tambourine. It's still ringing in his head as he does the rest of Romeo's part. They all sing the last line of it together.

It's a love story, baby, just say yes 

They're jamming through the last few flourishes, and then Julie's finishing the song, and the crowd is silent for a moment before exploding into cheers. 

Reggie's deaf to them, though, as Luke sidles into his space, slinging his arm around his shoulders, and says—

"You have to join us." 

There's no way Reggie heard that correctly. 

He lets out another nervous laugh, cursing his incredibly telling complexion. "What?" 

Luke smirks in lieu of answering, poking Reggie’s flushed cheek. 

"Huh. You get flustered really easily…"

"Sometimes—" 

"It's cute," Julie interrupts, smiling even as she pries Luke's hand off Reggie’s cheek. 

"Haha…" Reggie flushes even harder. "Thanks…I think. Was that a compliment? Why are you laughing…?" 

Julie recovers first, shaking her head as she comes out of her giggle fit. 

"Sorry, sorry, it's just…you're so suave with most of the people you play to. I've seen you wink at so many pretty girls. So for you to be this flustered about us…" 

"It's really fucking cute," Luke finishes. 

Reggie nearly swallows his tongue. 

Luke and Julie scramble to fill the ensuing silence, misinterpreting it, and Luke releases Reggie like he's been burned, holding his hands out imploringly. 

"We never meant to overstep, though—" 

"Mostly he meant you should join our band, but—" 

"We're sorry if we pushed too hard."

They're so earnest and so nervous that he manages to force the words out, twisting the strap of his banjo in his palm. 

"No, no, it's not that. Sometimes—if I really like someone—it's like I can't flirt, anymore. I probably did wink at one of you, when I first saw you. But then you kept coming, and leaving me lyrics, and—playing with you was just—wow." 

They beam at him and he thinks—

Maybe he can still be their midday. 

"So you'll come to rehearsal, then?" Luke asks hopefully, bouncing on his toes. 

Julie adds, "Or maybe a date?"

All Reggie can do is nod, but that's okay. He doesn't wink at anyone for the rest of the day, but he manages it when the three of them meet for their date.

It's worth it for the way the two of them lose their wits, for once. 

[pyrefell]

Helllo!!! I’m loving your headcanons so far!!!

Do you have any general personalities descriptions for your boys yet?

a of all, bsdaifjkbfjkowp thank you!!! b of all, im sorry this took so long?? i rewrote it like 3 times & it still might change bc im indecisive. also it turned into a lil bit of a headcanon post. i hope its understandable?

once again i am struck with the fact that the boys need nicknames. hmm.

UNDERTALE:

Sans: Guy who is deliberately and unabashedly Cringe. Overall, fairly laid back. However, he still prefers to maintain distance between himself and most people. It was already a natural facet of his personality but it was exacerbated by the Timeline Jank. People tend to forget he’s as smart as he is, they don’t think he’s stupid, they just mostly know that funnyman side of him. If you're a dick to Papyrus, he's gonna be a dick to you.  

Papyrus: Things are so exciting and fascinating to him, even the most mundane things. Despite seeming completely oblivious to things that seem completely obvious, he's very smart and deceptively cunning. Even though he knows how people see him (a big loud child) and he doesn't get quite the reception his brother does, he knows he'll win them over one day! He tries to avoid thinking about how lonely he actually is. It’s fine. He knows Sans is dealing with something (he won’t tell him what) but he figures he doesn’t need much else on his plate.

UNDERSWAP:

Sans: In this post, I mentioned that he's kind of always naturally been the more outgoing brother and that he's taken on this much more outgoing and bubbly persona as a result of the impact the timelines have had on him. He's competitive in a more aggressive way (maybe not quite the right word to use but), by which I mean he's kind of a sore loser sometimes. Also? He's a huge flirt, he's pretty skilled in the art of flustering.

Papyrus: Also in this post, I said that he's pretty chill until the conversation turns to something he's passionate about, then he reaches True Papyrus Volume Levels (and Chaos Levels). He is fairly relaxed, yes, but part of it is compensating for how awkward he can be. He gets embarrassed really easy, even something as small as misunderstanding something that was said. However! He’s a pretty popular artist online! Though he uses a pseudonym, being recognized and talked to by a stranger in public is not something he would look forward to.

UNDERFELL:

Sans: He’s cruel and crude, that’s kind of his whole thing. He’s not really the best at keeping a hold on his temper (though there’s a few other factors at play there). Keeping up the whole tough guy persona is the number one priority thus he doesn’t deal much with his emotions or inner turmoil or any of that other crap. Like US!Sans, he’s a flirt, except his flirting is mostly crude comments and jokes. And yet, somehow it works? Guy who is a disaster. He’s oddly nostalgic, mostly about his relationship with Papyrus. He wishes he could have been a better brother, but it seems like their relationship is too far gone.

Papyrus: He also doesn’t have the best control of his temper but he has an image to keep, one of a cruel and cold Royal Guard Captain. He didn’t used to be like this, but it’s necessary for his survival. He’s still surprisingly empathetic, something that could never really be beat out of him. HUGE perfectionist nearly to the point of it being debilitating. He oscillates between hating how weak he is and desperately wanting to be able to be weak. While he acts prideful about his ‘work’ int the Royal Guard, he is genuinely prideful about things like his cooking. Often to the point of arrogance.

SWAPFELL:

Sans: He’s seen as very cold and calculating, well-spoken. But he also knows when and how to turn on the charm. That’s how he’s even made it this far in life, it’s vital to his survival. He can also be very prideful, particularly in his position as Queen Toriel’s right hand and in his ability to remain cool in high stress situations. He’s well aware of how overprotective he is with Papyrus, he’s terrified of how cruel the world is and terrified that he’s stunted him to the point of not being able to cope with it.

Papyrus: He’s deathly shy. If it were safe/a good idea to use his own brand of shortcuts to get out of situations, by god would he. He, like his non-Fell counterpart, thrives in the relative anonymity of being online. Past that barrier of shyness, he’s excitable and surprisingly jovial. He tries to find some reason to be at least content, he thinks it helps Sans worry less (even if it doesn’t really). He’s actually pretty mischievous, though only dares to pull pranks on his brother.

HORRORTALE:

Sans: Horribly cynical and jaded. He’s working on it, even if he doesn’t particularly want to sometimes. He’s not home, so to speak, most of the time. He’s easily frustrated by the gaps in his memory, then he forgets why he’s frustrated and gets even more upset. He’s naturally very wary of everyone else and again, very much prefers to keep distance between himself and most everyone he comes into contact with.

Papyrus: He definitely tries to hide everything behind a happy demeanor, he tries to fix everything for just about anyone (especially his brother) without any fuss and tries to make it seem like he’s totally fine. There’s also this sense of jadedness, he tries to curb it but sometimes it still slips out. He still tries to act like himself, like he’d been before the Famine, but it’s exhausting and he’ll eventually come to terms with the fact that he’s no longer the same.

HORRORSWAP:

Sans: His competitive nature has morphed more into him being more of an aggressive hothead (though not quite to the level of UF!Sans). He’s really self-conscious about his new stutter and bringing it up frustrates him the same way treating him like a child had before. He has terrible mood swings, he can ruin his own day over nothing and it kills him. He’s really trying to get better, but he still has a hard time being honest with people.

Papyrus: He’s gotten pretty cynical since the Famine, he puts part of the blame on himself (if only he'd just been brave for once), even though he knows there's not really a whole lot he could have done. He’s even quieter than he used to be, he’d prefer if he could just fade into the background. He hates how much he stands out in any crowd and tries to avoid going out at all costs. The only one who can get him out is Sans because at least they can ignore everyone else and concern themselves with each other.

HORRORFELL:

Sans: He’s...mean. Like. He tends to be a major jackass. He can’t help but think well, humans aren’t exactly gonna wanna know a monster, much less him. And hey! Might just help keep his newly expanded family safe! He ain’t complainin’! He’s really just bitter about how things have gone for him and his brother (and about how things will likely go in the future). For as many dark jokes he makes to Frisk and Aliza, he’d be the first one to come to their rescue, he’s just that kind of friend.

Papyrus: He’s fairly quiet these days, but don’t think he’s not going to find some way to give you some kind of attitude. He’s been putting a lot of work into taming his anger, which is no small task considering everything. He still has his moments, but he prides himself in being able to cool off and keep himself somewhat calm. He still hasn’t been able to do much about his perfectionism, in fact it’s gotten worse, but he’s trying. And he, like his brother, is extremely protective of his little family, and god help anyone who dares try anything.

A B-Bonus????

UF!Comic Papyrus: (he’s the only one with a nickname...lol) Reggie here struggles a lot with who he is as a person, is he more Sans? More Papyrus? An even 50/50? Or is he someone else entirely? He’s introspective and hyper aware of his mannerisms, particularity in the ones he deems too Sans-like or too Papyrus-like. He’s not exactly the nicest, partially as a mechanism to keep people away (it’s just...easier that way). Reggie keeps to himself most of the time. He’s not shy though, he’s more than willing to speak his mind, even if it comes out more crass than it was intended.

[quillsandtypos]

Luke Attack

Summary: Reader keeps pushing Luke's buttons and unexpectedly gets what they deserve

Warnings: a LOT of tickling (like if you don't like it I wouldn't recommend reading this)

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The garage slowly started to empty. Julie had to do homework. Reggie probably went to go follow Ray. And soon enough Alex left, which left just you and Luke.

You twirled one of Alex’s drumsticks and stared up at the ceiling. “Do you ever wonder where drums originated from?” you asked.

Luke paused putting the equipment away to look at you, “What?” he asked, fighting not to laugh.

“I don’t know, like they are super cool sounding now, but like what if the first they just kinda put some materials together and it didn’t even make a noise?”

Luke laughed and shrugged. “A little random, but you’ve got a point.”

You continued twirling the stick for a couple seconds, but you realized it wasn’t quite entertaining enough.

“Hey, Luke?”

“Yeah?”

“Why do you have so many muscle shirts?”

He glanced at you, unsure of where this was going.

You leaned your back against the couch. “I’m just saying you don’t have to flex on us all the time.”

He cocked his head at you. “You’ve definitely stolen my shirts before.”

He had a point. But you weren’t trying to make a point. You couldn’t care less about his fashion choices; you were just trying to annoy him.

“Yeah, but at least I didn’t squeak at the last show.” You arched your eyebrows, challenging him.

He turned towards you and pointed an accusatory finger. “You were right next to me, you know that was the mic.”

You pursed your lips in an attempt to mimic confusion. “Mhmm, I don’t know if I believe that.”

Luke jerked his head up and took a few steps toward you with a potentially intimidating look in his eyes.

He leaned down to get in your eyesight from the couch. “You know that’s a lie.”

You shrugged, but you couldn’t help the small grin appearing on your face. “Maybe but I mean, we could never know for certain.”

Luke jutted out his chin, “Oh really, because I seem to remember Julie having a video of you falling off a stage.”

You unfortunately felt the heat rising to your face. “Hey, that was one time!” you exclaimed.

Luke chuckled and slyly smirked. “That’s what I thought.” He did a 180 and walked back to the other side of the garage.

Despite you being slightly flustered, you weren’t going to forget your mission.

“At least I didn’t break one of Ray’s plates.”

Luke back peddled and did another 180. “You were there, we watched Reggie do it.”

You met his gaze and tried not to squirm. “I seem to recall you being awfully close to the incident, to be completely innocent.”

He cocked his head at you and stared you down with a sort of fire in his eyes. “I was telling Reggie to stop messing with the plate.”

“I don’t know, seems a little bit sus to me.”

Luke slowly approached you, as he still held eye contact. And even though you watched him the whole time you still were trying to work out what had just happened as you felt hands gliding across your stomach.

You squirmed around like a fish in water before exploding into a giggle fit.

“I knew you were ticklish!” Luke yelled in delight.

“Nononononon Lhuhuke!” you protested.

“What, is someone just a little too ticklish to be starting arguments?” He tilted his head as if he was waiting for a legitimate answer.

Unsurprisingly, the only answer he got out of you, was the middle finger.

Luke chuckled at that but it soon turned to an evil grin. “Oh I think you are definitely too ticklish to be snarky.”

His hands snuck their way up into your armpits and began to roam.

Luke was grateful that the garage had somewhat thick walls, because someone might have thought you were being killed by the scream that came out of your mouth.

You would’ve tried to come up with some sort of remark towards him but the claws in your hallows made it impossible to focus on anything but laughing.

But, through your tickle haze you heard Luke speak. “I’ll make you a deal, if you tell me where the rest of your spots are I just might leave your armpits alone. If not, well I’m not in a hurry to go anywhere.”

He slightly let up for you to talk.

You decided that the consequences of telling him would be future you’s problem. “Fhehet, bahahck of thihighs, ahahand nehehck!”

“That was a big mistake, but I guess you didn’t have much of a choice huh?”

Oh he was grinning now.

Before you could even think about moving he already had your shoes and socks off.

“Maybe next time you’ll think twice before being a little shit,” he playfully teased.

He then did a test swipe across your toes, which he almost got kicked in the face for. He readjusted his grip in one hand and scribbled on a toe on the other hand.

Your body couldn’t control where it was going. Luke was surprised you didn’t fall off the couch. You howled in laughter and you would occasionally cackle as he lightly scribbled across your toes.

As a last ditch effort to maintain some of your quip you yelled, “fuhuUHUHck yhohouhu!”

Luke raised his eyebrows in surprise before turning to an amused smile. “I would maybe choose your words a little bit better next time you’re in this position.”

His hands quickly headed up to your stomach and armpits and you realized the error in your ways; but it was too late now.

You shrieked before descending into silent laughter. One of hands curled in and out across your stomach as the other spidered at your armpits. You squirmed around but he had you tightly pinned, you weren’t getting out of this, easily.

“I GIHIHIVE!” you screeched.

Luke chuckled at your predicament. “Oh you give now, not when you were trying to pick a fight?” he mocked.

“YEHEHES IIHIM SHOREHEY!”

He decided you had enough and let up on the tickling. He still sat on top of you as you caught your breath. Eventually, he slid off. He almost turned around but quickly squatted down next to you to pull your shirt up a little bit.

Before you could stop him, you felt his wet lips touch your stomach; and he blew as hard as humanly possible. You screeched and then giggled as your back arched, which coincidentally brought you closer to the ticklish vibrations.

“Sorry just had to try that,” he apologized, not sounding very apologetic at all.

He looked over at you and almost giggled himself at your giggly sleepy state.

“Come on, I’m carrying you back to your house.”

“No, Luke, someone could see me floating,” you protested.

“Do you really want to try to start another fight with me?” he asked. He wiggled his fingers at you ominously.

Your eyes widened in fear. “NO-nononononon! Nevermind, you can carry me.”

Luke laughed, and picked you up bridal style.

Let’s just say, he knew how to win against you now.

[lotusglass]

Personal/General headcanons

Initally met as children, but didn’t keep in contact with each other and as a result they don’t remember meeting

Due to their families(specifically brothers) and politics they were betrothed.

Even before they dated, they bickered a lot and they still do. They also have occasional arguments, but always find a resolve in the end.

Leona likes to tease Anyu a lot, and does the teasing majority of the time, but Anyu is just as quick to retort even if she gets flustered easily.

Anyu tends to run her hands through his hair when they cuddle. Majority of the time it’s when he drags her to go and cuddle, not that Anyu minds or anything HAHA

Sometimes, Leona carries her like a potato sack, both out of convenience and to push her buttons.

They do a decent amount of PDA, but during public events or gatherings they tend to keep to themselves, but in private they are closer and or intimate than what most people think. However they’re more open with PDA around Ruggie and Jack, and with smaller groups(?) may depend.

They playfight a lot, most of the time it’s Anyu who initiates them and sometimes Leona if he feels playful enough.

Anyu is usually the type to remind Leona of his mannerisms and Leona pushes her out of her comfort zone.

Whenever Anyu visits Savanaclaw, she comes with steamers, usually consisting of dim sum, dumplings, etc. for Reggie and Jack most of the time. On occasion, she brings food for all of Savanaclaw.

She lets Leona lay behind her or lean on her back and nap while she studies. A cat is a cat afteralladfgdf

Whenever they have the time, they spar together!

They take naps in the botanical garden, and sometimes at the lounge of Savannaclaw.