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localgremlinboy · 2 years

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some more silly rogues’ headcannons I thought of! Thank you everyone for the validation on the last ones, it made me smile! :D

[part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 4] [part 5] [part 6]

- they all have a Minecraft server together that's utter madness! Riddler has perfected redstone and he makes puzzle riddle traps in game, it drives Joker INSANE. Ivy goes around planting giant trees and flowers without asking. And Bane has a nice little house and no one dares ruin it, it brings him so much joy.

- Scarecrow always has chapstick on him, it's mango flavored

- Riddler has a tamagotchi, he will cry if it dies. If you're the goon that has to watch it while he's in Arkham, be scared.

- Harvey still posts on his Twitter, Twoface has an invite only after dark account. He just reposts memes everyone else has already seen and overshares random personal information and middle school level poetry. Also Harvey & Twoface are currently in a four year long tweet war about an episode of Law and order

- Out of all the rogues, Joker owns the most shoes. He has a storage unit full of racks of different tailored costumes, shoes, and makeup. He wears an expensive french brand of makeup he has to ship to Gotham, and he doesn't do any crimes without wearing his lucky lipstick brand

- Scarecrow loves animal crossing, his island is decked out and Halloween themed. He hosts parties with the rogues on his island

- Riddler set up a VPN & free cable/wifi for all the rogues to use so they can stream whatever, but you have to answer a riddle to get the password. Joker hates it but he also needs to watch the new criminal minds reboot before Harley spoils it

- one time during a party, the rogues managed to convince a very drunk Harvey & Twoface to sing/reinact songs from phantom of the opera and later jekyll and hyde (Twoface is emotionally a theater kid)

- Harley and Twoface get really into murder podcasts together one time while in Arkham. Even after they all break out, they video call after new episodes drop to talk about it. One time they tried to do a podcast but it turned out Joker did the crime so like it wasn't much of a plot twist

- Harley streams her crimes sometimes & actually makes some sick side cash off it! Half the time her chat is just obsessing over her interactions with Ivy. Also Ivy is one of her top donors

- Catwoman is TikTok famous, she posts story times, how to do simple parkour and pick locks, and hauls from crimes. All of her money from sponsorships and stuff goes to charity (she gets sent a bunch of free cat food for her cats, it's awesome!)

- Joker scrapbooks, he did it for a gag originally but low key got into it and now he may or may not have a scrapbooking room. He tries to go to Michael’s incognito but like, everyone knows.. The employees are like “yo, the Joker is at the help desk asking about if we have batman scrapbooking decals? Do.. Do I ask if he wants to sign up for the rewards program? Is he allowed to sign up?” Yes he signed up for the rewards program

- Joker also often signs up for various rewards programs but when he doesn’t want their emails, he gives them scarecrow’s email. Scarecrow has a bounty for whoever stops the man signing up ALL his emails for the Chilies newsletter

- the rogues throw Harley a roller skating lasertag party, where they also learn Harvey can't skate to save his life. He's the dedicated party mom that's standing at the railing about to fall down while he cheers on the others doing tricks and he's in charge of everyone's coat at the table. Joker uses all of his tickets to buy bouncy balls and sticky hands. Catwoman is a god at laser tag, she nearly gave Scarecrow a heart attack when she dropped form the vents to snip him. At the end of the party, they all steal Harley the go kart that's worth like 10,000 tickets. Batman shows up to Harley doing donuts in the parking lot while all the other villains are fighting with sticky hands and bouncy balls

- Bane likes camping and takes all the rogues in hopes to get camping buddies, they all almost die out in the woods because it's a disaster but also he had a great time! The Joker brings a camera and the whole time is making dated Blair Witch jokes with Scarecrow, which Harvey doesn't find funny and not because he's scared of the Blair witch.. Riddler screams running off into the woods because of a bee "chasing" him, no one sees him until three weeks later when they remember that they forgot him in the woods. Clayface uses a survivalist persona/character the whole time they're out there but he knows nothing about survivalism, eating poisonous berries and telling them poison ivy is a healing herb. Ivy is probably the only one suited for camping and she has to make sure most of them don't die

- Harley collects pins! She has a pin board in her hideout. The other rogues give her pins they find/obtain around Gotham

- The Joker has spent 3 years trying to perfect confetti smoke bombs

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misslavenderlady · 9 months

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My name's Bree. How can I help you?💉📒

Shoutout to @hypocriticaltypwriter for the inspiration!

REF/INFO BELOW CUT 💜💜💜

𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞: Bree

𝐀𝐠𝐞: 25

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: Female She/They

𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭: 5'8

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲: ISFJ

Though very shy around others, Bree has a good head on her shoulders and a kind heart. She values the work she does, making sure to help others as best as she can. Not only does she care about her patients, but she also likes to help out her friends and coworkers. Being useful for a greater good is something truly valuable to her, though it can sometimes get the better of her.

Bree struggles quite a bit with stress. She tries to push herself to a point where burnout is inevitable. All she wants is to be helpful, but it can cause her to feel tired and depressed after the long days of work. She feels guilty about the idea of leaving her field of work, as so many patients count on her care. It makes her feel a bit stuck and frustrated. Her biggest dream in life is to become a writer, becoming the next Bram Stoker or Mary Shelley.

She’s fascinated with romance and monsters, inspired to bring such two complex things together. During her free time, she enjoys writing down short stories that she hopes to get published some day.

Bree is used to blending into the background, not really one to get attention from boys in her teenage years. However, she has blossomed into a beautiful young woman, and others are starting to notice her more. Since she’s not used to such affection and attention, it makes her quite bashful~

𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞: Bree is often in her work uniform. As a nurse, she wears a light blue work dress with a white collar, cuffs and belt. Outside of work, she prefers to wear more soft and loose clothing. Usually she wears fun sweatshirts and stretchy jeans with converse sneakers. A special accessory she wears every day is her silver key necklace. It has an amethyst gemstone in the center.

Her skin is quite pale, as she has to stay out of the sun, lest she want a nasty sunburn. She’s got a dusting of freckles on her face. Her makeup is plain, often just mascara and chapstick. She can’t do a full face of makeup every day, as it would just end up on her face mask whenever she puts it on.

Bree is more chubby in her features, making her insecure compared to the thin, toned bodies she sees on the Santa Carla boardwalk. However, she’s got several beautiful features and a shapely body. Her hair is flowing and thick with brunette color. She’s got some natural highlights from the rays of the sunshine. She often hides behind her long hair, sometimes too shy to show her face.

𝐉𝐨𝐛: She’s a nurse at Santa Carla Medical Clinic. She works night shifts, as nobody else wants them. Bree is a natural night owl, so it ends up working in her favor. Most of her job is front desk admin work, but she also provides checkups and vaccinations/blood draws when need be.

𝐍𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬:

B (Michael, Sam, coworkers)

My dear, Darling, Beautiful, Sweetling (David)

Baby, Babygirl, Little lady (Dwayne)

Mama, Sugar, Pretty girl (Paul)

Bella, Bellisima, Angel (Marko)

Babe, Baby (Michael)

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞?: Bree is in your typical multi-roommate-in-small-apartment setup. She moved out to California with her friends so she could start fresh, and was able to get set up in the basement of the condo they found. Her roommates are usually asleep whenever she’s awake due to their different work hours, which she doesn’t mind. She finds peace in the night time, though she does tend to get lonely.

Though their home doesn’t have a lot of space, Bree has worked hard to make it cozy. It’s not far from the boardwalk, meaning a lot of shops are within walking distance.

𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲:

Bree has always been a bit of odd girl. Growing up, she found herself in the school library quite a bit. She was too shy to talk to other kids, and was afraid of bullies that would pick on her for being extra sensitive (not to mention they were quite unkind to her and her chubby features). She would often switch back and forth between romance novels and scary stories, finding equal interest in love and darkness. The two began to blend together, and she became attracted to the monsters that were supposed to frighten her. She found sympathy in these creatures, as she knew what it was like to feel isolated and tormented for simply being different.

A passion for writing her own stories was born, and every chance she got, she would eagerly write down stories of these monsters in her journal. Ones where they would get happy ending rather than tragic downfalls. It fueled her dream of becoming a writer someday, and even when she pursued a career in the medical field, she never forgot her true passion.

She became a bit more confident in herself when she got older, and ended up making close friends. They were very supportive of her work, and were there for her when her mother got sick. When she finished school and got her degree, Bree found out her friends had their sights set on California. The complete opposite side of the country. She was scared of such a massive change, but her family encouraged it, as she would have more opportunities for her writing to get noticed in such an environment. Touched by their support, Bree took the jump and moved cross-country with her friends.

Until she can fulfill her writing dream, she’s working hard as a nurse. Not only does she provide for herself, but for her beloved chocolate labrador as well.

𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡: She’s torn at the moment. On the one hand, she is infatuated with Michael. He’s kind and gentle and very responsible. She admires the dedication he has to his family and appreciates his sweet nature keeping her spirits up. On the other hand, she can’t stop thinking about the mysterious pack of biker boys that she sees in her office now and then. There’s something about them that draws her in. Something dark and mysterious. It’s like a siren’s call, and she’s powerless around them.

(She wouldn’t mind a poly relationship, but she does have somewhat of an extra fondness for Dwayne, given how good he is with Laddie)

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡: Bree was able to use her degree to get set up at local primary care doctor’s office. It was there that she so happened to meet Michael Emerson, a handsome guy who decided to pursue physical therapy as a study once he got his GED. He worked part time in between night school, and Bree was completely smitten whenever they had the same shift. He was so doting and kind. A perfect gentleman who never failed to put a smile on her face. Sometimes his mother and little brother would stop by for a checkup or to simply say hello, and Bree found herself adoring them too.

Michael explained to her at one point that he had a devastating breakup with a runaway girl he met during a past summer. He didn’t like to talk about what led to their breakup, but Bree never forced him to tell more. She was simply happy to be there for him, and she had a feeling that he was starting to open his heart up to her in return.

However, he wasn’t the only man in her life.

During quieter nights, Bree started to get visits from four mysterious, yet very sexy bikers. They would ask for a walk-in appointment. A cut here, a sprain there, usual stuff. Normally, the office didn’t take walk-ins, but she was happy to examine them on her own. She suspected something was off about them when she found that their bodies weren’t exactly….normal. The stethoscope she used never could pick up a heartbeat. The blood sample she collected looked sparkly in the light. The thermometer always said their temperature was far below what it should have been.

She was frightened at first…..but soon became intrigued.

They were all so mysterious and unusual. The four of them watched her with hunger in their eyes. They’d coo sweet nothings to her, offering to take her out for a date or a ride on their motorcycles. Ask her back to their place for a drink. The more she got to know them personally, the more tempted she felt to listen to their call. Bree had the same fascination in the boys as she did with the monsters she read about growing up.

Little does she know that her indecision between Michael and the Lost Boys is more akin to a fight between good and evil~

#tw medical #tw needles #tw blood #the lost boys #tlb #lavender lady rambles #self insert

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typingwithmyhandstied · 5 months

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all of the asks. (ask game)

(you don’t actually have to i partially just thought it would be funny to say this i can pick specific ones if you want but also please do if you want to)

This is hilarious. I will do all of them because why not.

favorite chore: organizing things mostly but sometimes even that sucks, sweeping, or not really a chore--- peeling potatoes

least favorite chore: cleaning anything that's sticky/slimy/etc

aquarium, planetarium, museum, or zoo: it really depends on the kind. The aquarium in my town has a really big otter enclosure, so I love that. I really really like planetariums and museums but don't go enough.

favorite kind of museum: The ones that are pretty much people's houses turned into museums especially big old fancy houses with old artifacts. I do love a good art museum of course too.

cooking or baking (and your favorite thing to cook or bake): baking and apple crisp. It has peeling, cutting, etc.

favorite thing in your room: My bookshelf or all of the quotes stuck up on my wall.

favorite class you’ve ever taken: I haven't gotten much variety yet. I really like choir, Spanish, and English though.

what kinds of clothes do you typically wear?: tshirts, jeans, overalls, sweaters, really anything but if you see it it makes sense.

favorite way to be creative (can be anything: playlists, outfits, drawing, writing, decorating cookies, anything.): WRITING but I actually kind of have done a lot. I paint some. I make cool outfits. I actually painted a bunch of jean jackets last summer while listening to the FLF audiobook. I might do that again.

are you superstitious?: Yes and no. I am in the ways that I think are funny like sayings and jokes and having a "lucky necklace." I used to be more so.

favorite article of clothing you own: It's either this gray sweater I found thrifting, my Evermore sweatshirt, or my best jean jacket.

favorite way to carry things (pockets, purse, backpack, etc): I apologize in advance for the rant this will cause. I want to say pockets, but I can not because WOMEN'S PANTS POCKETS FIT NOTHING. I also have to carry an Epipen which can't even fit in men's pants pockets so a purse. I like satchel like purses that can fit a book.

what things do you usually have on you when you leave the house?: As stated before my Epipen, my phone which has my wallet stuff in it, a purse, a book, headphones, chapstick, some cash, etc.

favorite errand: grocery shopping or essential other things

dream job: a librarian who writes books in her spare time (with a dog and a cat <3)

favorite thing get when going out to eat: a burger or spaghetti usually

when did you lose your first tooth?: first tooth lost was pulled by the dentist, and I didn't know what was going on. It was HORRIBLE. I have gotten many pulled actually. First "naturally" lost was because my friend's friend hit my chin with her knee while we lifted her in the air at recess. I lost it in Spanish class a few days later.

any childhood memory you want to share:

do you like camping?: Yes, but mostly because I was taken a lot as a kid.

have you ever gone to summer camp and did you enjoy it?: I went to girl scout summer camp but family camp, so my mom was there. It was fine.

favorite place to write things: At a table anywhere without too much distractions

lucky number(s): 4, 7, 13, 14, 16

favorite place you’ve traveled to: Canada probably or just somewhere camping

place you want to travel to: Broadway or London or the Netherlands (to meet an old online friend)

favorite snack: gold fish

favorite smell: lemon verbena

something you’re proud of: all the progress I have made

do you have any pets?: I had a bunny as a little girl. I loved her. I had a dog, but she died two months (ish) ago. I miss her.

do you want any pets that you don’t have?: I want to have a dog again someday. I also will probably have a cat someday. (If I could get an orange cat, I would name it Kell.)

favorite place to go in your neighborhood: THE LIBRARY DUH

#this was so fun #i love talking about myself a little too much #thank you for the ask <3

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purplesurveys · 3 months

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Have you ever been on a laptop inside a vehicle? Plenty of times, but only just as long as my motion sickness would let me. I do it so I can get some work in, but not for very long.

While on the road, do you play any road games? We might have done so before but I don't remember what exactly we played. These days I like asking random, hypothetical questions – mostly directed to my dad so he doesn't feel sleepy on the road, but everyone's still invited to join in. Kind of like surveys lol so it's stuff like what would their last meal be, which actor they'd want to play them in a movie, etc.

Do you have a button up shirt? I have a couple.

Has there been a word you thought you were spelling correctly but then you find out that it isn’t? What was the word? So when I was very young and still learning English, all I had as practice was my dad's stack of cookbooks. The thing at the time was, I kept hearing "sorduh" "sordof" "sardof" in the American shows I'd watch and was desperate to find out what they were saying because I could make out everything else they were saying but.

Cut back to my dad's cookbooks; I was reading the opening essays and the recipes as I usually did...then I found it. Or at least I think I did. The word I came across was "sourdough" – and as a kid it made so much sense. It had the "sort" part, then I knew you say 'rough' with an f so I applied the same logic to dough, which became my "of." So for a while I thought sort of was spelled as sourdough, haha.

Do you have a garden in your backyard/front yard? It's not a garden but it's just a wide open space that we had paved. My dad uses it to play basketball; we'll also bring the dogs there to run around.

What color is your water tower in your city/town? It's either blue or white. I can't remember very well.

Have you ever picked apples before? Nope.

Are you scared of semi-trucks? Especially when you’re driving next to one? Tbh no not really. It's my mom who gets super tense lol.

Have you accidentally put lipgloss/lipstick on your teeth before? I don't think so. I don't wear much of either in the first place.

If you wear chapstick, do you have any special flavors or just the regular kind? I hate that I can't remember who but someone gifted me a green apple mint lip butter (is that the same thing?) for Christmas and I love it so much – the texture, the taste, the smell...it's lovely.

Do you think little babies look cute in overalls? Sure, they can.

Have you ever been to the site www.someecards.com? Doubt it.

Have you ever tried Crystal Lite? If so, what’s your favorite? I haven't the slightest clue what that is.

Have you ever had a dream that your teeth were falling out? I think at least once, then it never came again.

Have you ever went on www.dreammoods.com to interpret your dreams? Nope.

Do you own any pajama bottoms with a design on them? Explain what it is [or you can post a picture up if your heart desires to.] I mean, it has a purple plaid pattern but that's it.

Do you sometimes wonder how surveys were created in the first place? Was someone just so bored that they decided to ask someone random questions? Not how they came to be, but I'm constantly impressed at survey makers' creativity. Like how can there be thousands of these and yet the questions remain so random yet interesting? Thank you for all your work hehehe.

Do you like eating shrimp? It's not my favorite seafood and will 100% skip it if there are other options (not because I don't like how it tastes, but because it's the most ubiquitous seafood and at this point I'm a little tired of the taste haha), but yeah, sure. It's the best with butter and garlic.

Ever heard of Rochester, NY? Yes, but I wouldn't be able to tell you one thing about it.

Do you have a fence? We don't.

Do you have any signs on your bedroom door? I have a Do Not Enter sticker that my mom placed as a joke way way back when I was in my early teens.

If you have any pets, do you talk to them in a baby voice? I do.

Does your head hurt when you cry?: It does when the cry session gets really bad and when I have a lot going on in my head. But it's not an automatic thing.

Who was the last person to comfort you?: Trina.

Are you currently wearing any socks?: Nope.

What’s the closest thing to your right hand?: One of my sleeping bags.

When was the last time you made a wish?: My birthday.

Have you ever watched a foreign film with English subtitles?: I prefer to watch anything with subtitles.

When was the last time you wore athletic shorts?: High school, maybe? Playing table tennis.

Do you think that in the end, everything will fall into place?: It's hard to put all your trust in it because the fact of the matter is you need to work towards it. But as long as I know that I do, it becomes easier a reality to think about.

What’s the closest transparent object to you?: I have a clear phone case in here somewhere.

What was the last thing you swallowed?: Coffee.

Do you like mayonnaise?: Love it. I just had it this morning with my breakfast.

Anyways… When was the last time you went out in the rain?: Last weekend when we were walking to the nearby theme park in Tagaytay for dinner, and it started to pour while we were on our way.

Have you ever seen a Tim Burton movie, like Coraline, 9, etc.?: No, not my film style of choice.

Do you keep 3D glasses after you’ve left the movie theatre?: I've only seen a 3D movie once and I'm pretty sure I didn't keep the glasses.

When was the last time you heard a British accent in person?: No clue. Maybe talking to my mom's bosses years ago? I definitely don't encounter it a lot. The most recent foreign accent I heard was Portuguese.

Who was the last person to unsurprisingly disappoint you?: My brother.

Do you know what FTW stands for?: Yes.

When was the last time you went bowling?: Bowling...around six years ago? I think I had a bowling date with my ex. Haven't gone on one since.

Do you like cats?: Sure. We recently rescued a stray kitten that found its way to our garage. It's his 5th day with us and has been spoiled to hell and back so far.

Do you use aerosol hairspray? It’s bad for the environment, you know…: I don't use hairspray.

What was the last food you choked on?: I don't usually choke on food.

Who was the last person you disappointed?: Myself, maybe?

Do you really miss someone right now?: No.

Do you think anyone can really reach “Nirvana” at some point?: I don't believe in it, so I can't say for sure.

What’s the capital of the state you reside in?: We don't have states.

What is the last advice you gave someone?: I haven't had the chance to give advice lately. I listen more these days.

Do you ever dip your fingers in wet candle wax?: Once it warms up a little bit, yeah. Sometimes.

When was the last time you sweated really bad?: Two Saturdays ago in Da Nang. That heat was like no other...I found myself wishing I was back in the Philippines, and the weather as it is here is already terrible haha. There was barely anyone walking outside too, so I know it wasn't just us who felt how hot it was.

Do you write it, alot or a lot?: A lot, because that's how it's written.

Does it annoy you when people are always smiling and happy all the time?: Excessive cheeriness can be an off-putting kind of weird more than anything, but I don't mind it. It can be nice to see, especially if it's actually genuine.

What was the last rule you broke?: I can't remember tbh. I don't like doing that, haha.

Have you ever hazed someone or been hazed?: No and never to both.

Miley Cyrus rings your door bell, and asks for some shelter. You say..?: Sure, but why are you...here?

What would you say if someone called you at 3 am to have a casual convo?: Depends on who it is, aka I will ignore everyone except immediate family, Angela, Hans, or Reena.

Have you ever made a SERIOUS typo, and couldnt go back and change it?: Not that I can remember. One thing I'm proud of, at least, is that in my 4 years in PR I've never had any press release sent out to media that contained a typo.

Have you ever yelled at an authority figure?: Nope.

When was the last time you had to pee really badly?: Yesterday.

What was the last thing you regretted eating?: Dakgalbi kimbap. The restaurant it came from is my favorite for Korean food, but that kimbap has no reason to be as spicy as it was – and I can generally handle spice and love the Korean kind of spicy.

Have you ever met anyone famous?: Yes.

Do you like screamo music?: Nope.

Do you know anyone with some serious talent?: I know so many very talented people.

When was the last time you made fun of someone?: I can't really remember.

What was the last thing you yelled?: Probably my sister's name.

Whose bed did you wake up in this morning?: Mine.

Are you in a relationship?: No.

Have you ever skinny-dipped?: No thanks.

What’s the longest amount of time you’ve gone without sleeping?: Just a little over 24 hours.

Do you make a wish at 11:11?: Sometimes. Doing so has inner child healing properties for me, haha.

What’s the worst thing someone could ask you?: Something like if I could give up/trade my dogs for [X]. That, and any creepy and uninvited sexual advances.

What did your last text message say?: I can't recall and I can't be bothered to check because it might be related to work.

Who was it from?:

Do you like surprises?: Sure :) I don't get them a lot, so I do kind of feel special when someone organizes a surprise for me, no matter how simple it is.

What inspires you?: My goals to see BTS and make it to Wrestlemania, and the dogs. I also want to get my dad at least one of the cars on his life wishlist.

If you could go back in time, where would you go and why?: Any day with Kimi, so I can be with him again and hear his barks.

Are you proud of the person you’ve become?: I've definitely overcome a lot more than I ever expected to have to overcome in life, and I don't shy away from giving myself credit.

Have you ever tried weed?: Yes. In like vape format, whatever that's called. I mixed it with alcohol so it wasn't a very nice experience.

How important is music to you?: Not very much. It's great when I encounter lyrics that exactly match my current situation and emotions, but I mostly turn to music now for the production value/instrumentals or as background noise.

Do you need a boyfriend/girlfriend to be happy?: Not at all.

Do you care what other people think of you?: For like a second or two, then I try not to make it my problem.

What’s your biggest fear?: Death of loved ones.

When was the last time you received a compliment?: It's boringly about work, but I was just told how I deserve the role I'm currently in, and that if I ever feel insecure or think of the possibility of being resented by my teammates who've had the same longevity as I've had, I just need to remember that I was picked to be the one to move up for good reason and that it wasn't a decision taken lightly. It's more advice than anything else, really, but I'll also take it as a compliment.

What was that last thing you said out loud?: "LOVE YOU" I told my dogs as I went up the stairs after wishing them goodnight.

Do you have any regrets?: Of course. Nothing major that involves any life-ruining stuff, though.

Where were you at noon today?: I was at home, playing with the dogs.

Do you think someone’s thinking about you right now?: No.2

What’s on your mind right now?: The fact that it's Monday tomorrow...

How has your week been?: The last 7 days were a bit more tiring than usual since I was F2F for three consecutive days, and the commute for all those days were absolute pains in the ass. 2.5 hours from Rockwell to my village :(

My company did give us Friday to be our mental health break day, though, so I'm very grateful to get another 3-day weekend.

Have you ever thrown up becaue you were crying too much?: Once or twice, maybe?

How much effort did you put into your last relationship?: I could've taken it down a notch by like 300%, that's all I'll say.

Last thing to really piss you off?: That old lady who cut me off at the restroom yesterday.

Are you a patient person?: I am unless someone gives me a reason not to be.

Do you know anyone who’s taking drugs?: Nobody that I'm aware of, no.

Do you face your problems or run away from them?: I can do both.

What would you do if someone grabbed your ass?: Hopefully I'll be aware and alert enough to stab them in the face with my car keys.

I've been catcalled and whistled at and gawked at by men before, and the shittiest thing about these situations is that you think you'll always be brave and headstrong about it, then when they actually happen in real life you end up freezing up and only processing what just happened like 5 minutes later. And then regret the fact that you didn't fight back. And then get the lump in your throat from feeling violated or disrespected. So one of the top dream scenarios in my head is to actually get violent with the next man who does anything like this again to me.

Do you have impulse control?: Sure.

Do you have a reason to smile right now?: Many.

Are you gonna get married soon? Nope.

Would you ever get a significant other’s name tattooed on yourself? No. Initials would be cute, I guess, or maybe a cute inside reference like a plate of pizza or whatever; but not a full name.

Do you get shy around the guy/girl you like?: I don't like anyone.

What’s it like where you’re from?: I'll just describe Metro Manila since it's more known, I live next door to it anyway, and because my own city is mostly uneventful and residential.

Metro Manila can be great only if you're in the middle or upper class. Nightlife is alive and spread out in many different parts (BGC, Poblacion, Makati, Ortigas...list goes on), and if you're into culture and stuff there's a good mix of museums, musicals and concerts, and concept restaurants to visit any time, any day. We're fluent in English, so if you're a foreigner you will never have a problem communicating; our pronunciation is also quite clear compared to our Asian counterparts so comprehension won't be an issue for you.

On the contrary, life is brutal and unforgivingly so if you're from the working class. Many children still don't get to go to school, or, if they do, get subpar quality of education which can affect their chances of success because we place such a big and pressuring fucking deal on school; and half of Filipinos consider themselves food-insecure. If you've seen documentaries here and there you might be familiar with 'pagpag' and that's definitely a reality for the poorest of the poor.

Gap between rich and poor is glaring, and it's an all too common occurrence to have super exclusive villages with swanky houses that have swimming pools and their own massive golf course and country club to be situated quite literally next to informal settlers. A mutual problem we all share is the commute – trains can get crowded and aren't the most maintained; and even if you have your own car you need to mentally prepare yourself for a daily total commute time of anywhere between 2-5 hours. Salaries are also shit, which is why you'll find many Filipinos even from the middle class living with their families until well into their 20s and 30s.

Personality-wise, Filipinos especially those working in the business districts generally live a very fast-paced life, super workaholics and very serious – but across all classes and backgrounds, we still know how to have our fun :) The stereotype that we're hospitable is also very true. Social media plays a big role in our lives – to a fault. We know what's trending and stuff so we're very in-touch in that respect, but social media has also influenced national elections by giving birth to disinformation, troll farms, etc. We're known for our passionate fandoms, and a good, good portion of Filipinos are into at least one K – K-drama, K-pop, K-fashion, etc.

The Philippines in general remains, and I think will always remain, to have a tightly traditional culture. Fortunately if you're in any one of the more high-end spots like BGC the people are more modern-thinking so feel free to express yourself however you'd like.

What else...weather varies across hot, hotter, and hottest except from January-February when it can be much more forgiving. I think that's all I can think of right now. You've hit my culture-passionate bone with this q, so thanks!

Do you remember your dreams?: Only very occasionally.

Are you happier now, or 3 months ago?: Definitely happier now. I'd say 'at peace' is more apt, though.

Do you play video games?: Not at the moment but I am hooked to a phone game currently hah.

is there a song that when you hear it, it takes you back to a certain time?: Sure.

What’s your favorite movie?: Two for the Road.

is there someone of the opposite sex that you can tell everything to?: Most things, but not everything.

Would you do anything on a dare?: Only if it's a harmless, stupid one. I won't do anything that like, disturbs my peace or contrasts with my values or anything heavy lol.

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skelly-words · 1 year

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Boyfriend!Geto Headcanons

Suggestive MDNI 18+ only

This is very general and not all of these will fit everyone so just pick and choose what applies to you. Some of these are a little ooc, but idk, I'm used to writing full-length fics. I was high and bored, don't hate.

Geto would ask you out so nonchalantly you wouldn't even know it. It's almost like he tricked you into the date, but you can't even be mad about it because he's so cute.

You two would split the bill on the first few dates if you really insisted, but after becoming an official couple, you'd never touch your wallet again.

I just know this man smells… I'm not even gonna finish that because I have such mixed feelings. Suguru would smell like smoke, rain, and pine trees, but if you think about it, that might not necessarily be good. I’d probably be into it.

If you smoke too, he never lets you light your cigarettes with a lighter. It's always burnt off the end of his, but then he also wants you to always have a lighter in case he needs it. Call him romantic, idc, but it's lowkey annoying.

Suguru would make it a point to do all the "classic" boyfriend things (making you walk on the inside of the sidewalk, opening doors for you, paying for dinner), but he has to point it out. He'd say some shit like, "It's like you want to get hit by a car," or "Don't reach for your wallet. You're making me look bad."

He always remembers any plans you have, even if you only mention them in passing. Whether it be a family dinner or a doctor's appointment, he'll remember it and call you after to see how it went. Sometimes it'll be something menial, like taking your pet to get groomed, but he'll call after anyway just for an excuse to talk to you.

I think Suguru would be the type to give a relationship his all but play it off as not a big deal. He'd fill your room with roses for Valentine's Day, then say it was easy because the flower shop delivers.

He'd be the type to hate when you stress over him, even if it's a nice thing like organizing date night. Especially if your life is already stressful, he'd hate to add on to that.

For that reason, he really appreciates when you do simple things for him that he knows are not a huge trouble for you, but still thoughtful. Getting an extra coffee for him, calling him to say goodnight, offering to drive for dates (he's a passenger princess omm), etc.

Suguru doesn't mind making out with you without the expectation of going further. He’d probably think it's nice to just be close to you for whatever moments you have, and it can be nice to build anticipation throughout the day.

His favorite time with you is that moment when you just wake up and see him for the first time. A big lazy grin spreads across your face and it just makes his heart melt.

His biggest turn-on, call him sappy, is talking about your future. LMAO… but like when you mention wanting him forever or having his kids, it just kinda gets him going.

But physically, I think he'd be into a girl with big, pouty lips. He'd drool when you put lip gloss on. Just picturing how soft you'd be, dragging your pretty lips down his body. You're putting on chapstick and he's hard.

You will never meet a better kisser than him. He's doing shit with his tongue that you didn't know was possible, but it's not awkward somehow. Y’all know where else he putting that mouth. I'm sick in the head.

Anyways, Geto loves to cook for you. He already likes cooking, so making dinner for you can be kinda relaxing. It's almost meditative as he listens to you talk about your day.

I personally hc him as Latino. So that being said, I think he definitely would be into dancing. He's on the floor at family parties (RIP). The tias love him. 100% approval rating.

Suguru wants kids with you so bad too, like he's actually a little insane. Once he knew you were it for him, the next logical step was to baby-trap you. He feels guilty about it now, but at the same time he genuinely wants to have a kid with you.

Ok that's it for now, bye <3<3<3

#jjk x reader #geto suguru x reader #geto x reader #jjk geto #jjk

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surveysand · 1 year

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forty.

If you were given a plane ticket for free right now to Florida, what part would you go to/what would you do? disney world. it's the place i'm most familiar with and i really want a mickey mouse pretzel, i can't lie.

Do you prefer nail polish with sparkles in it, or matte colors? between these two options, matte.

Are you the kind of person who makes a lot of lists? What kind? yes, i love lists. i will make a list of literally anything and everything.

When you get upset, do you prefer to go to friends for support or to be left alone? Do you wallow or do you continue on with life? be left alone. it depends on the severity of the situation on whether or not i wallow on it or continue on with life.

Would you rather have the ability to speed up time, freeze time, or go back in time? go back in time.

Have you ever had a teacher you got really close with? yes, i was very close with two of my middle/high school teachers.

What are three things you wish you could go back and tell yourself 2 years ago? be safe.

Which type of pattern/print is your favorite to wear? i like solid colors most, but i guess flowered patterns.

What chain restaurant (Applebees, Ruby Tuesdays, Outback, etc..) is your favorite? applebee's.

What do you generally use Youtube for (music, specific types of videos)? i would say mainly i use it to watch the sims 4 youtubers.

In the summer, what type of shoes do you typically wear? converse.

Would you rather get a new pair of heels or new running shoes/sneakers? new sneakers.

Do you think plastic jewelry is cute or tacky or neither? it can be cute. i also think non-plastic jewelry can be tacky, lol.

In the summer, would you rather have ice cream, water ice, or freeze pops? ice cream.

Can you actually picture yourself getting married/having kids, or is that something that seems too distant in the future to imagine? i can picture marriage. having children is something i don't imagine for quite a few years.

Have you ever tailgated? Would you want to? no, but i would love to sometime.

What was the last thing to really really frustrate you? dealing with my city's gas company.

Is there some part of your personality that is generally thought of as a negative trait, but that you actually like/don’t mind about yourself? my honesty. i've been told many times that i'm "too honest", but i never am mean in my efforts. i just am not someone to hold back when someone's being a dumbass, lol, and i think that's a good thing.

When’s the last time you spent time with your cousins? christmas.

What kind of lip balm do you use? cake batter chapstick.

Are you frustrated with anything? yes, the fact that i can't find a job.

Why did you fall for the last person romantically? because i realized how much i loved being around him and how safe he made me feel.

What’s your younger sibling’s name? won't say this for privacy reasons.

Can you speak in a different language conversationally; if so, which language? no.

Do you ever fear of falling asleep? maybe if there's something bad happening the next day, but other than that, no.

Do you have an idea of what kind of profession you’d like to have? yes.

What’s the last thing you had to eat? pasta. i currently have some onion rings in the oven though.

Would you rather eat all day or exercise all day? eat all day.

Which countries have you traveled to? none.

Which beach would you say is your favorite? atlantic beach was pretty good.

When’s your birthday? don't wanna say this for privacy reasons.

What kind of cookie is your favorite? chocolate chip.

What is it that you really want right now? money.

Do you write? no.

Is there a map hanging in your room? no.

Have you ever gone to see a movie past 9:00 PM? no.

Do you ever pick up your house phone? i don't have a house phone.

Would you say you’re a nice person?

yes, i try to extend gratitude and sincerity to every person i meet unless they give me reason not to.

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frog4278 · 2 years

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Some useless Stranger Things headcanons from @dawg3i and I

Mike has OCD and if his schedule is disrupted he will combust

He's also lactose intolerant and is that one kid who has to drink skim and almond milk

Despite this he will still eat dairy products no matter how sick it makes him

He takes out the pickles and tomatoes from his burger, eats plain hotdogs, and eats his fries with mustard. Sick in the head how did Will fall for him

Steve always carries around chapstick, he just has a drawer of nice lip balm

Will is allergic to nuts. What a loser. He and Mike belong together as losers with food allergies

Lucas is terrified of snails and Erica will pick them up after it rains and chase him around

He will climb the tallest tree to get away from her while screaming at the top of his lungs

Mike is the guy who considers ketchup spicy

Robin's that kid at the table that dares Steve to mix chocolate milk and cheese and drink it for ten bucks

Steve is like that middle school friend I had who would drink hot sauce for fun

Dustin's the person who pops chip bags and empty milk cartons and makes everyone think someone fired a gun

If you emptied his backpack you would find an impossible amount of crumbs, crumpled homework, and quarters

Dustin does that thing when you don’t have your homework but you have to act like you lost it

Mike, Nancy, and Robin are the ones who own an air fryer. Robin's was a gift from Nancy

Everyone is banned from the kitchen except Steve and sometimes Nancy only because she actually knows how to cook

Steve’s house holds THE sleepovers ever. He always has the freezer stocked with ice cream for the kids

His parents are never home so literally almost every weekend they’re all over there having the monopoly game of a lifetime

Max and Mike always fight over the car

Max ALWAYS wins

Dustin is always the first to go bankrupt. He's all strategic and talks big game and all of the sudden starts going bankrupt

Will is the banker and has to stop others from stealing money when he isn't looking

The UNO games. Oh man.

Everyone is yelling which person has two cards or three cards and begging each other to target someone else even when they clearly have two cards

And then El just says "Uno" out of nowhere and everyone turns their attention to her at lightning speed

Steve and Dustin keep going after each other even when they have like, half the deck

They both have the most cards and they still put down their best cards when it goes their way. At some point it’s not about winning but having at least a LITTLE less cards than the other

After El wins three games in a row everyone starts suspecting she’s using her powers

Dustin: No I fucking bet it she’s looking through Eddie’s eyes at his cards

Eddie: SHE CAN SEE THROUGH MY EYES?

Eddie starts squinting really hard to the point where he can hardly see his cards

Twister always comes down to El and Dustin (No collarbones comes in pretty handy)

El got tested on as a child, I know she can twist into pretzel ass moves (Also because she's hypermobile)

Jenga is always insane

El gets accused of keeping the tower in place when she and Max go

El: My nose would be bleeding

Lucas: YOU'RE HOLDING YOUR NOSE

Max: Literally she isn’t

El, clearly holding her nose:

Max gaslights everyone

Dustin: SHE'S HOLDING HER NOSE, MAX

Robin: I don’t think so

Mike: YOU TOO?

It gets to the point where even Nancy is like nah. I don’t see her doin that. And then all the boys realize they have a unspoken truce

The boys team up and scheme in the corner but they end up failing even when El doesn’t use her powers

Dustin: Don’t tip it over

Steve: I’m not

Dustin:

Dustin: Steve don’t tip it over

Steve: I’m literally gonna kick this thing over because of you

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symphonicmetal101 · 3 years

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Outdoor Forest Dates They Would Love

Im not saying stargazing

LUCIFER

- Fishing

- Dad sport

- Im not elaborating

MAMMON

- Trail blazing and/or hiking

- Are you kidding? This man has so much energy and curiousity, he would ADORE going hiking with you, whether that means along concrete paths in the woods or on foot through the woods and making your own path, he loves it.

- He also loves to do scavenger hunts with you, because the woods can be a treasure chest. It also helps him appreciate the little things he sometimes misses.

LEVI

- Canoeing

- Its peaceful, its just the two of you, its quiet, its beautiful oh fuck its really just the two of you

- gets a little flustered but eventually wants to show off in and with the water, manipulating it into whatever you want to see.

- Also has fun if both of you are trying to row and its been a while/youve never done it so it gets confusing shdbdjsj

SATAN

- Shelter construction

- He doesnt mind setting up a tent, yes he does, hes terrible at, but he likes the idea of implementing some ideas hes seen in his survival books.

- Also involves math and physics to a degree (haha) so hes all in

- gets a splinter in 0.003 seconds, doesnt make a big deal about it outwardly but internally screaming at the amount of f i l t h that just entere- oh you brough hydrogen peroxide and a bandaid, you're a life saver

-Ends up building a solid, warm and comfy shelter with you

-If it rains though, hes noping out of there

ASMO

- Wild berry picking

- ok yeah, hes a little worried about the juice

- and the bugs

- and his hands

- but nothing a small spell and cute gardening gloves cant fix.

- he loves having a competition to see who can pick the almost overripe berries without them falling apart

- at home he'll turn some into chapstick

- but for now he'll settle for the berry-flavoured kisses (after you guys wash the berries in some clean water from your water bottle bc I hc Asmo as a minor germaphobe)

BEEL and BELPHIE

- Campfire dinners and stories

- They go hand in hand so I'm not separating them

- Beel loves campfire dinners, and to hold you while Belphie tries to spook you a bit with some horror stories, before giving up and lying across your lap seeking your hand in his hair

- Smores will get all over all three of you, even if Beel is the only one eating them

BARBATOS

- Trapping/ knot practice/lashing (I was originally gonna do like...a botany scavenger hunt, which he would LOVE but I dont have the braincells beyond that idea)

- He enjoys trapping any animal in a humane manner in which they would die quickly, but if that makes you uncomfortable or sad he wont do it around you

- Instead he'll show you how to tie knots and lash things together.

- If you two keep at it, you'll have a solid shelter

- Ghost moment in which he'll come behind you and show you how to tie a few knots.

DIAVOLO

- Wood burning!!

- you had to find a way to cheer him up after he took the phrase "tree hugger" too far and demolished it

- but there were parts of the tree you were able to salvage, and with his help, cut into discs. (After you got him to stop crying because he killed the tree by accident)

- you explained how wood burning and a fire was different before he started using his magic to etch a somewhat lopsided smily face into his disc of wood

- its a work in progress but hes incredibly happy and hopes you are too

MEPHISTOPHELES

- Archery/Shooting practice

- He has a cane, which to me says his leg is gimped in some way- you can choose in what way or if hes just a fancy bitch

- but his upper body strength is better than his lower body, and not necessarily needing to walk or run makes target practice a fun thing for him to do outside other than horseback riding

- He'll want to show off just a bit first before showing you how to do it if you dont know already

- If you do, its gaaaaame on

SIMEON

- bird watching :)

- except this man is a disney fucking princess

- youre getting all the wildlife coming in

- gets very adorably excited at everything

RAPHAEL

- Meow meow I got no braincells

- collecting rocks?

- collecting rocks. Its an easy, repetitive and fun activity (for him) that helps take his mind off his past a bit

- loves using a rock tumbler later

LUKE (PLATONIC DATE)

- Tapping trees

- This kid would LOOSE IT (positive) if he got to make syrup with you

- you guys would get to make so many sweets with it together when its ready-

- I dont say maple specifically bc you can use different trees too

- So each date will be a different kind of tree so you can taste all the kinds of syrup!

SOLOMON

- BUG COLLECTING

- bugs are freaking cool and I like to think Solomon at least loves beetles

- so he would love going bug hunting with you

- if you dont like bugs he will convince you, or try to at least, to tolerate them. You've learned to tolerate him, havent you? How hard can a tiny bug be?

- totally wont take one home to scare the shit out of Asmo

THIRTEEN

- Rock climbing

- They are definitely a dare devil, and wont free climb only because you asked her not to. Please.

- She enjoys the rappelling part more than anything, and will hold you if you want it

Masterlist

- A lot of shouting because shes just...so happy to be up so high

- will fuck around a lot so you have to keep her safe...please...or join her

Anyways, hope yall enjoyed this! First piece with the newbies, Ive really only paid attention to Thirteen in the very very limited interactions I had with her so I apologize if theyre ooc

Remember you are loved and appreciated!

Masterlist

#v talks #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me asmo #obey me Satan #obey me beel #obey me belphie #obey me mephistopheles #obey me barb #obey me diavolo #obey me simeon #obey me raphael #obey me luke #obey me thirteen #obey me solomon #obey me fluff

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yandereshingeki · 3 years

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Milk, Honey, and Sugar

Yandere Eren x Reader

Milk, Honey, and Sugar Masterlist

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Word Count: 4.6k

Content: Yandere Content, Slight NSFW, Eren obsessing over Reader, Bird Owner Eren, HitchAnnie + Yumihisu + Arumika(?) if you squint

Content Warnings: Yandere behavior/content, M! masterbation, Obsessive behavior, sort of minor theft(?), Eren being kind of a creep in general

Summary: Eren has been with you since childhood, and you’ve always considered him one of your closest friends. He however, sees you differently. Much differently.

So sorry if this seems a little rushed or if i dragged some parts on for too long ;; I promise it will get more interesting as chapters continue!

Chapter 1: Obsession

Obsessive.

Selfish.

Possessive.

Eren didn’t want to admit it but, that’s what his love for you was. Obsessive, Selfish, and Possessive. He knew it was. He always knew it was, ever since that quiet puppy crush he’d had on you since middle school began to blossom into what was practically an addiction to you. It had become more obvious too, the older he got.

In high school, he would steal your chewed-up pens and pencils, claiming he’d give them back later but never following through with his promise. He’d learned the kind of perfume you liked to use, and bought some for himself just so his pillow could smell like you at night. He’d even gone as far as stealing a small tube of chapstick from you, just so he could use it knowing that your soft-looking lips had once done the same.

His obsession with you continued—all through highschool—while you stayed oblivious, not realizing the way his eyes had seemed to always light up around you, or the way his hands had always seemed to linger far longer than what would be considered normal. You also never noticed the way his eyes would flicker down to your lips sometimes when you talked to him, sometimes even lower.

Today was no different, his eyes watching your every move while you turned the steering wheel of your car to enter the fast food drive-thru. Mikasa and Armin sat quietly in the back seats, scrolling through instagram while they waited for their food. Eren sat in the passenger seat in the front, next to you. He eyed you while you leaned slightly out of the window, ordering the same thing that the four of you always got for lunch during school days. He let his eyes wander downwards until reaching your thighs, only stopping because you had moved your head away from the window and began to drive again to reach the pick-up window.

You drove around the corner of the building, pulling up, grabbing the grease-stained paper bags, and then placing them on Eren’s lap. He gave a quiet “Thanks” before reaching his hand into one of them, pulling out a soggy french fry and eating it whole. In the back, Mikasa pouted and scolded him, “Eren, don’t eat everyone's fries again.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve never done such a thing.” He spoke in a sarcastic tone, pulling out another fry and popping it into his mouth.

“Yeah, sure you wouldn’t.” You said, rolling your eyes at him and letting out a small giggle at the childish pout he now had on his face.

“Hey!” He pouted, looking into the back seat, “Armin, have I really ever eaten all of our fries before?”

Armin nodded, too focused on whatever the hell he was doing on his phone to look up to him.

“No! I always leave a few fries for everyone else!”

“Yeah, like 3.” Mikasa spoke with sarcasm.

“Of course, one for each of you” He said, sticking his tongue out at Mikasa like a toddler.

“Alright kids, stop arguing or i’ll turn this car around and give the food back.” You interrupted right before Mikasa was about to retaliate. She sighed, rolling her eyes and shaking her head before looking out of the window. Eren kept pouting like a child, then deciding he wasn’t done eating the fries either.

You drove into the campus parking lot, parking underneath a tree and putting the car in park. The car engine sputtered to a stop as you pulled the keys out of the ignition and opened the driver’s side car door to get out. Eren got out holding the greasy and now almost completely fryless bags. Mikasa and Armin got out after, walking to the back of your car to get their book bags out of the trunk.

An old oak wood picnic table was drilled into a slab of concrete, seated nearby the same tree you parked under. The four of you took your usual seats at the table. Eren and You on one side, Mikasa and Armin on the other. The paper bags of food were emptied out, two of the three fry cartons were empty, the only one remaining being a medium sized container. Four paper-wrapped burgers were laid out, only after you lazily skimmed the small paper labels taped to them.

You checked your phone as you unwrapped your burger, holding it tight with one hand while you used the other to tap away at your device. “Class starts in like.. 2 hours i think,” you paused, taking a bite out of your lunch, “That should be enough time to drop by the library, right?”

Armin nodded his head, biting into his burger as well. “What d’we need to go to the library for?” Eren chimed in, his mouth full of food.

“Armin asked me yesterday. He wants to check out a book—somethin’ about ocean stuff.”

Armin frowned at you, “It’s a book about the Bathypelagic and Abyssopelagic zones.” You raised an eyebrow at him and he glanced down at his half eaten burger, “they’re the Twilight and Abyss zones in the ocean.”

“You’re such a marine biology nerd, min.” You said with a smile. The wooden table creaked as you reached forward to ruffle his hair, sitting back down. “Says you, Veterinary science nerd.” he retorted, pushing his glasses up.

The two of you stuck your tongues out at each other, making Mikasa giggle. You picked up a french fry and tossed it at Armin, the fry hitting him in the face and landing on the table.

While you and Armin quarreled, and Mikasa watched with amusement, Eren watched from your side. Elbow propped up on the table, and his head held up on his hand, he looked between you and Armin. As much as Armin was his best friend, him acting this friendly with you always made his blood boil. It made his blood boil when anyone got overly friendly with you. He wanted you to be his. Why couldn't you be his?

He wanted to be the only one you could see, the only one you could touch. He wanted to be the only one around you. His thoughts drifted, losing focus on the real world around him. He imagined how it would be, to be the only one to hold you, the only one to kiss your head and sleep next to you at night. And in return, you’d be the only one allowed to run your hands through his hair, the only one allowed to braid it and play with it to your heart's content with your oh so soft hands. It would be perfect. The two of you, in your own world. He wished you could see that. He wanted you to see that.

“Eren?”

Just the two of you.

“Hellooo? Eren? You there?”

Forever.

“Eren, stop spacing out dumbass!” you pinched his nose. He blinked once, and then twice, snapping out of his daydream and returning to the real world. He hummed at you as confirmation that he was listening.

“We’re all done and ready to go to the library.” You motioned to Mikasa and Armin, who had already thrown their left over trash away. “You done eating?”

‘Shit. How long was I in dreamland?’ He thought to himself. “Yeah, I'm done.”

He crumpled up the paper wrapping that had previously held his cheeseburger and tossed it to a trash can nearby.

“Amazing job, captain of the highschool basketball team, lets go now.” You said while standing, stepping out from where you were trapped between the wooden bench and table and placing your hand on top of Eren’s head. You took out your keys and unlocked your car as Mikasa and Armin made their way to it. Eren hesitated, but got up anyways. He used his hand to cover a majority of his face to hide how red he was turning, finally making his way to the car with you following close behind.

At the library, Mikasa and Armin went off to search for the books that Armin was looking for. You and Eren went a separate way, seating yourselves at an empty table. Eren had placed his backpack on the table toyour right, his arms wrapped around and resting his head on it. You sat next to him, scrolling mindlessly through instagram while you both waited for Armin and Mikasa to finish looking.

After a painfully long 5 minutes, Eren decided to pass time in a way other than napping. He placed his shoe on top of yours, looking at your face to see a reaction. You glanced at him for a moment before placing your foot on top of his. Eren only placed his foot on top of yours again.

The two of you continued your childish and slightly aggressive game of footsies, until an unfamiliar face interrupted by clearing his throat and sitting down at the table you were both at. You gave him an awkward smile, unsure of how to react. Eren only glared.

The stranger moved his chair closer to yours, “Hi there.” He placed his head on his hand, elbow pressed into the table with his body turned towards you.

“Um—Hi.” You glanced at Eren, confusion present on your face. Eren gave you the same confused gaze, with his eyes flickering back and forth between you and the stranger. You moved your chair closer to Eren’s, leaving barely an inch between the two of you. It made his heart flutter, and filled his tummy with butterflies.

The stranger acknowledged your antisocial behavior, but pushed on anyways. “Sorry if I was interrupting anything. I just wanted to say that I think you're really pretty.” He gave you a small grin and moved the hand he was resting his head on to the back of his neck.

You smiled awkwardly in return and let out a quiet “oh, thanks.”

Eren, although looking calm on the outside, was fucking fuming on the inside. His eyebrows furrowed slightly and he glared at the stranger with irritation. He stretched back, one arm in the air and the other holding it behind his head. Whenhe lowered them down, he took the chance to wrap an arm around you. This time, when his hand gently squeezed your left shoulder, he didn’t feel any butterflies in his stomach. All he felt at the moment was possessiveness.

The stranger glanced at Eren’s arm around you, quickly interpreting it as a sign that you were taken by him. He gave a small wave to you, saying that he has to get going. As he walked away, Eren let his shoulders untense and his expression soften. Relief. He felt relieved. That is, until you leaned your body into his and whispered a small ‘thanks.’ Then, the butterflies started again.

Just when he was mentally preparing himself to make a bolder move on you than he usually would feel comfortable doing—moving his hand to your waist—he felt a hand on his right shoulder. Armin and Mikasa were back.

As much as he was disappointed, part of him was eager to leave. Leave so you won’t run into any more strangers.

“Ok, we have a half-hour until class starts, so i'm just gonna drop everyone off.” You told everyone, standing up and moving away from the table. Eren nearly pouted at your now absent touch as stood up next, lazily tossing his backpack over his shoulder. Armin nodded and went to check out his books, while the rest of your group made their way to your car.

Eren sat in the back of the lecture room, as close to the door as he could get. As much as he had a passion for neurology, his major, all he could think of at the moment was you. His professor’s ramble became nothing more than a white noise as his focus turned more to his daydreams.

As always, his daydreams focused on you. His long hair fell into his face and his head rested on his hand, eyes unfocused and staring down at the white board while he imagined and fantasized about a life with you.

“Pay attention, Jaeger.”

He snapped out of his thoughts, focusing down at his professor who happened to notice his particularly spacey look. His professor turned herself back to the whiteboard, continuing to lecture about whatever it was she was lecturing about. Eren let out a small sigh, pulling his phone out of his pocket and making sure it was hidden from his professor. He needed attention from you.

At the moment, you sat in class, typing away at an essay about the bacterias in a dog’s mouth. When you felt your phone buzz in your pocket, you pulled it out and unlocked it, smiling when you saw Eren’s name in the notifications.

‘hi’

‘hey, Ren’

His heart fluttered in his chest. He always loved it when you called him that nickname.

‘I’m bored’

‘that sucks, i’m trying to write an essay’

‘entertain me, im more important than some end of the school year busy work, arent i? :(’

You smiled down at your phone. This was something he did quite often. Texting you in the middle of class because he was “bored” was always his excuse, but you could always tell that there was more than just that single reason. Especially because he always chose to text you instead of someone else.

Always you instead of Connie or Sasha, who usually spent this hour of the day at home battling each other in video games or trolling people on internet forums. Always you instead of Mikasa or Armin, who’s professors gave mercy to them and decided not to give them any school work after finals. You never bothered to ask why. It wasn’t much of a problem, so why bother?

‘if you stop bothering me, i’ll let you come home with me after classes’

‘rlly? u promise??’

‘promise. Mika and Armin can come too’

‘❤️❤️’

You exhaled, putting your phone back in your pocket and continuing to type on your laptop. To be honest, you thought his clinginess was cute. It was something he’d kept throughout his entire childhood and into adulthood. Even if it meant that you would have to deal with him being at your side almost all of the time, you were ok with it. It was nice to have someone else there at times.

You don’t exactly know why he insisted on being with you all the time though. You’ll find out soon enough though.

When Eren decides he’s had enough of you being far too distant from him for far too long.

Classes couldn’t have been over sooner for Eren. The second he heard the sound of the bell, signaling the end of the hour, he was gone. He rushed out of the back doors and nearly tripped over his own feet as he ran excitedly to meet you by your car. Just the mere thought of being near you always made him giddy like a little kid.

Once he laid eyes on you, he was over the moon. He was always able to hide it well but the butterflies you always gave him just from being with him was an addicting feeling.

You met eyes with him and gave him a wave. You were leaning against your car, scrolling through your phone while you waited for him. When he ran over, you unlocked the car to allow the both of you inside. Now, you just had to wait for the other half of your quartet.

You continued scrolling through your phone, ignoring the very obvious emerald green boring through the side of your head.

“Is there something you need, Ren?”

Your question left him flustered and stumbling on his words, realizing he’d been caught red handed. “I—no, no, i’m just—trying to see what you’re looking at is all!” He sputtered out, his cheeks turning a light shade of red. You giggled at his embarrassment, turning your phone to show him that you were just scrolling through twitter.

He smiled nervously, looking away when you turned your phone again and gave your focus back to it.

If it wasn’t obvious, he most definitely was not staring at your phone. He often got distracted by you, staring at your face, eyes tracing over your cheeks and lips. No matter how many times he saw you, he couldn’t get enough.

He just wanted to take you away and lock you away where only him and him alone could see your pretty face.

The two back doors of the car opened, and Mikasa and Armin greeted the both of you. You twisted your body around to face them and gave them a smile. A little while after you had finished texting Eren, you texted them about the plans and they agreed. So now, here the four of you were, on the way to your apartment that you shared with Hitch, Annie, and Historia.

Thankfully for you, Historia was often at her girlfriend’s dorm, and Hitch and Annie often left to either hang out with Reiner and Bertholdt, or go on small dates with each other. That meant you more often than not had the apartment to yourself, which worked out perfectly with how often you had your small friend group over.

A few minutes later, after a short car ride with whatever song decided to play when you put your music on shuffle, you arrived at your apartment. You lived more in an apartment house rather than at an apartment complex, so you were able to park nearby.

The four of you exit the car, everyone following you to the door. You took out your keys and unlocked the door, opening it wide and waltzing inside and kicking off your shoes. The other three followed in suit, then following you to the living room where you sat on your cheap second-hand couch.

As always, Eren sat next to you. Mikasa sat on your other side, while Armin opted to sit on the floor and lean his body against the couch. You grabbed the TV remote, turning it on and switching to HGTV so that Armin and Mikasa could critique the way that people would “flip” houses—which is something that they did quite often, surprisingly. You handed the remote over to Mika, choosing to lean onto Eren while you browsed through your phone.

Eren’s heart nearly lept out of his chest when he felt your body lean into his. He lifted his arm up and draped it over your shoulder, allowing you to rest more comfortably. His eyes trailed from your phone to the top of your head, and he decided to rest his own head on yours. You smiled, relaxing into him.

A few hours passed, Eren eventually pulling out his own phone and you occasionally joining in on Mikasa and Armin’s debates about how a house should have been revamped instead of the way the professionals on TV did it.

While you were in the middle of critiquing how one of the houses looked compared to when it began, Eren excused himself to the bathroom.

He walked down the long hallway that had 3 doors on either side. 4 bedrooms, 1 closet, and 1 bathroom. He walked past the bathroom and to your room instead, quietly opening the door and stepping inside. He knows he shouldn’t be doing this, but it was so difficult not to when the opportunity to have something small of yours was right there.

You didn’t know, but he did this a lot. Every other time he came to your house, he always left with a “souvenir” in his pocket to add to his ever growing collection of small things and knick knacks that came from you. Sure, you noticed he’d borrow things but then never return them, but you didn’t know he was really stealing things.

He looked around your room, his eyes flitting around your room as he searched for something to take. He walked up to your desk and eyed all of the different items scattered across it. Sitting close to the edge was a small hair tie, still with some of your hair tangled into it. He picked it up, pocketing it and leaving your room almost as quietly as he had come in.

To make sure he didn’t seem suspicious, he went into the bathroom and waited a few minutes, before flushing the toilet and washing his hands quickly to give the illusion that he really was just using the bathroom. After he finished, he left the room and made his way back to the couch, seating himself right where he was before with his arm around you.

You smiled and let yourself lean on him again, continuing to watch what was playing on TV with Mika and Armin.

Several episodes later, you finally peaked at your phone to see that it was currently 4:54. Jesus, you had gotten way too distracted.

“Guys, it’s almost 5.”

Mikasa nodded and turned her head your way, “It's getting kind of late. We should go home then, I guess. Right?”

You nodded at her, “Annie, Hitch, and Hisu usually get home around 5:30, so I have time to drive you home if you need.”

Next to you, Eren nodded and stretched his arms up above his head. Armin stood up, stretching his arms behind his back as well. Mikasa stood up next and walked to the front door where all of your shoes sat in a messy pile. Armin followed behind her, kneeling down to put on his shoes. You and Eren were next, the two of you putting on your shoes rather quickly.

The four of you walked to your car and sat in their designated seats. Eren next to you, and Armin and Mikasa together in the back seats.

The drive was rather quiet this time, the car radio turned down so that you could just barely hear it. Mikasa looked out the window, Armin looked at his phone, and Eren looked at you.

First, you reached Mikasa and Armin’s apartment complex. Mikasa had asked Eren if he wanted to come inside and join them for dinner, but he declined, saying he had to get home to his bird, Jiyuu. They bid you and Eren goodbye and walked to their shared apartment.

The next stop was Eren’s house. The house his parents had helped him pay for. His driveway was long and confusing, so you parked on the street close to his door. He waved at you as he stepped out, feeling his heart sink as he watched your car drive away from his home.

He walked inside, hearing a loud squawk come from Jiyuu, welcoming him home. He walked to his cage, opening the door and letting him come out. He kissed his feathery head and moved his hand to scratch at the bird’s crown. Once Jiyuu was satisfied, he flew off to one of the two large tree stands on either side of the living room.

Eren smiled at his bird and walked to the kitchen. He was tired, and didn’t want to cook anything that would require too much effort. Jiyuu began to make popping noises from the living room, giving him the idea to just make popcorn for himself. Sure, it wasn’t the healthiest, but it was still something.

He swung his pantry door open and grabbed a flat bag of microwave popcorn out of the larger cardboard box it was stored in. He tossed the bag into the microwave and started it. In the other room, Jiyuu started to mimic the sound of the microwave button beeps.

After 4 minutes of listening to the soft hum of the microwave and the popping of the popcorn, the microwave beeped to signal that his “meal” was done. He pulled the bag out and opened the cabinet up that held all of his bowls. The bowl he chose was blue and plastic—to him, it was his “designated popcorn bowl.”

The bag of popcorn steamed when he opened it and poured it into his bowl, all of the still unpopped kernels falling to the bottom. He took the bowl, throwing away the paper bag and walking to the living room. He sat down and pulled his phone out, scrolling through his instagram while he took handfuls of the buttery popcorn to shovel into his mouth.

Jiyuu flew to where Eren was on the couch and silently begged for a piece of popcorn. He rolled his eyes, picking out a piece of popcorn that seemed to be the least buttery and salty, and gave Jiyuu a small piece of it. The bird munched on the treat happily, holding it with both his beak and foot to make sure he ate every bite.

After the popcorn was finished, Eren went back to the kitchen and placed the bowl in his sink. He stretched, cracking his back and leaving the kitchen again to go to his bathroom.

He stripped out of his black hoodie, grey sweatpants, and white boxers before turning on the shower. As he was picking up his clothes to place them in the hamper, he remembered the hair tie he stole from you and pulled it out of his sweatpants pocket. His cheeks turned red almost instantly.

The affect you had on him was so embarrassing. The way that just a hair tie from you could make him so hot and flustered.

He placed the hair tie on the bathroom counter and stepped into the steaming shower, letting his hair get soaked and stick against his face. He looked down at himself, now realizing the fact that he had a fucking hard on. He let out a sigh, contemplating whether or not he should fix his “problem” or not.

His thoughts of you began to spiral out of control, thinking about how pretty you’d look underneath him in his bed. He couldn’t help himself as his hand moved further down towards his v-line.

It was so unfair, how many times he’d done this while thinking about you. It was unfair how many years he’d spent pining after you just for you to remain fucking oblivious. To be honest, it was starting to get annoying. He did so much for you, and all he wanted in return was for you to feel the same. For you to stay with him, be with him.

He let out soft moans while he practically fucked his fist to the thought of you. Just as he was beginning to feel himself tip over the edge, an idea popped into his head.

Maybe he could have you. All to himself, forever.

Just the thought of it did push him over the edge. He covered his mouth and let out what was almost a relieved moan into his hand. He let go of himself, panting slightly and looking down at the shower floor.

Even though his body was tired out, his heart was beating out of his chest with excitement.

If he wanted to have you, he’d just take you. The idea sounded simpler in his head than he knew it would be if he actually carried through with it, but still. You could be his.

You could stay in the room down in the basement. He rarely used it. Stay there because he knew you wouldn’t be too fond of having every freedom you had of seeing your friends and family ripped away from you, but you could get used to it, right?

All it would take is a little bit of getting used to. A little bit of “training” maybe. Then you’d be all his.

Forever.

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yuichi-ro · 3 years

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stop giving me hanma brainrot again pleaseee i am begging u-

consider smol hanma having reader as his only childhood friend. no one he actively sought out- kids didn’t like them and stayed away from him mostly- but reader just walked up to him, one day after their classes have been merged, look up and down his lanky figure and loudly declared hanma to be your friend.

and he is just sooo confused- you don’t make him do all the dirty work and don’t use him for more than sometimes opening your juice packages. he trails after you like a lost guard dog, a little unsure about everything but also awkward because hey you said you were friends and he doesn’t want to loose his first friend but at the same time… what is a friend?

a friend is you sharing half of your lunch because he didn’t bring any again, a friend is him giving you piggy back rides to win the duo race in gym class, a friend is doing homework together which he mostly copies from you, a friend is him acting as a pillow so you can rest after a long and tiring day-

but as he grows older he has to ask himself- is that really just being a friend?

you still grab his hand and drag him along, cheerfully chatting about your day but had you always intertwined your and his hand together? did you always make sure to memorise the way he liked his food? the chapstick you would always bring and apply during winter because his lips would always get so horribly chipped?

maybe its not only a friend. maybe it is love too.

help i am whipped stop it please this is ur fault

i am such a sucker for the bullied x first friend trope;;; he just deserves someone who loves him mannn

-🌌

*laughs maniacally like Stich does when he emerges from his escape pod* If I'm having Hanma brainrot, I'm taking y'all down with me-

now consider, Hanma who's always been above the curve in size. He grew up hearing comments from family such as "He was just such a homely baby." "Oh he'll grow into his features...hopefully." "He's just a little tall is all, he'll play a sport of something what else is he gonna do?" It doesn't take the kids in pre-k teasing him for his too short uniform or getting called a teacher all the time for him to realize classmates are just repeating an almost identical sentiment to what he hears at home. Hanma knows he's a freak, family made sure to let him realize that long before the nit picking kids in his class did the same thing.

then you happened. And happened fast. You had no reason to include the weird leggy kid at your color station. You had no real reason to extend an olive branch to him at all. But your offer is so warm, so confusing, so...not what everyone else does. When you offer him your very cool collection of markers and stationary to color with, well, Hanma asks why. And if more than a little startled to hear you say that's what friends do.

do friends really come as easy as the bullies do?

he looks out of sorts through every single grade you both graduate into. From kindergarten to middle school to high school. He still remains a head taller than you and the rest of the class throughout. And still the target for any nasty comments that go from juvenile and reparative questions about his size to downright nasty comments about his bony joints, how he can't seem to put on any muscle and that the rest of the boys in the class think he looks like an un datable freak none of the girls would ever talk to. Are they wrong though? So far they've been right in all their accusations, so what haven't you understood about that? And why do you allow him to follow you around like a lost puppy throughout all these years...

still you sit with him at lunch. Still you pack an extra snack for him even though you're going to cram school and he's going to go do something he'll regret later. Still you can't get the tab on your soda open and now you hand it off to without even trying to open it bc he's been opening your drinks so long he forgot when it all started. Still you show up at his house like he's going to sit down and study with you even if he's puffing on a cigarette blowing it out his bedroom window telling you he's just going to drop out there's no point in going. But...still he hasn't dropped out.

Hanma still goes to school. Still thanks you for the snack you packed him. Still opens your drink like it's second nature or listens to you go on about study work even if he isn't going to use it. Still follows you around with his hands stuffed in his pockets as you both graduate grade after grade.

he could have dropped out at any point. Should have dropped out at any point. And yet here he is. Watching you try to open the seal on your jelly treat. Knowing its his favorite flavor and not yours. But you got it with the intent to share so how silly of him of course you'd pick up his favorite. Or the way you swung his hand while you crossed the bridge over to the mart that you stopped by to pick up the treat. When did you even start holding his hand?

when his brows knit together and he's staring at your hand beside you because you're fiddling with your phone. Jelly snack gone but here you still are. He can't help but reach out and take your hand. Expecting you to pull away, act like the rest of the kids he grew up around, do something that would validate him feeling like a looser. But you don't. Of course you don't. It's almost second nature for you to lace your fingers together before you even look over at him. Brimming with a smile as you jiggle your hands up between the two of you before doing something stupid like licking his knuckles or anything else impulsive. Asking if he wants to get another jelly from the mart since it's a Friday.

Hanma doesn't really know what to say. He's never really known what to say. To you of all people. The only person who's decided you were friends before he knew what a friend was. And as you drag him out of his room. Leaving both your phones behind and his pack of smokes. Hanma has to wonder, if this isn't just friendship anymore.

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loveaffaire · 3 years

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Seasons

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings/tags: a bit of angst, fluff, cheating (not by Peter/reader), Pete being a hopeless romantic as always

Word Count: 1.3k, I swear these blurb requests are turning into full one shots because I love Peter being completely whipped by the reader :(

A/N: @spiderholland101 I’ll be honest, I’ve never heard any of those songs so I picked a bunch of lyrics and built a story around it, just 1.3k words of Peter being desperately in love with the reader! Enjoy <3

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Summer - Heaven help a fool who falls in love

Peter tried not to stare at you but it was hard when you were sitting two seats away from him in chemistry class. Your skin looked as soft as cotton, lips plump and covered in strawberry chapstick, hair softly shining in the sunlight coming through the window.

His heart would beat a little faster every time you’d laugh, his breath would hitch each time you’d run to him in a crowded room, a smile would find its way on his lips the second his phone would light up with a text message from you.

It’s gonna get messy so don’t fall in love with your best friend, you fool, he’d tell himself.

❥ ‑‑‑‑

Autumn - You've been on my mind girl like a drug

Peter stood still in the middle of the school entrance as he watched you kiss Harry, his hands in your hands, a smile on your lips. It was like getting shot in the head and no, he wasn’t exaggerating, that is exactly how it felt to see your best friend that you are in love with be in love with someone else.

He pulled himself out of his daydream of repeatedly punching Harry in the face and rushed towards you. You pulled away from your boyfriend as soon as you heard footsteps approaching you, a smile settled on your lips when you saw Peter.

“Ready to go?” Peter asked, completely ignoring Harry and you nodded. To his dismay, Harry didn’t let go of your hand without giving you a very steamy kiss right in front of him.

You made small talk on the way to his house and Peter tried to focus on anything other than the kiss you and Harry shared just a few minutes ago. And when you sat on his bed, eyebrows frowned in concentration over chemistry, Peter’s eyebrows were frowned for a whole other reason. Thoughts of you getting too busy in your love life and forgetting him creeped up on his mind and you noticed.

“What’s wrong, Pete?”

“Uh… can’t understand this question”

“You weren’t even looking at the question, you were looking at me” your voice low as you scanned his face, “did I do something?”

Peter’s eyes widened, “no, y-you didn’t do anything, nothing”

“Okay so what is it?”

Peter sighed, biting on his lip because he was nervous and too afraid to say something wrong but he decided to be honest, “just scared you’ll get too busy with Harry and stop hanging out with me, it’s just a thought”

You were taken by surprise by this but soon, the sound of your soft laughter filled the room, “forget about you? We’ve been friends since forever, no boy is ever going to come between us Peter”

Peter’s eyes glimmered at your words, his cheeks turning rosy as he processed your words.

“Anyway, I’m too scared that you’ll forget about me because I saw you hanging out with all those smart science kids earlier today” you teased, your forefinger wiggling in his face as he shook his head, smiling.

How can I forget about you when you’ve been on my mind like a drug, he thought to himself.

❥ ‑‑‑‑

Winter - I wonder what it's like to be loved by you

The cold came and the days turned ugly, one text message to Peter and he was running to your house in the middle of the night.

You saw Peter through your window and opened the door, running into his arms. The impact was so hard that he almost fell back as your hands clutched on his jacket.

“He cheated on me” you cried, voice strained from the previous screaming match with Harry over call.

Peter held you close, walking back inside your house and closing the door behind. As soon as he let go of you, you fell down to your knees and he got down right in front of you as he wiped your tears with his sleeves.

“He doesn’t deserve you, Y/N” he said sincerely. His hands holding the back of your head to make you look at him and he almost kissed you that night. But he didn’t because what if you push him away, one heartbreak was enough for tonight anyway.

As he watched you weep on his shoulder for a boy who clearly didn’t deserve you, he wondered how it felt to be loved by you and if he’ll ever get to be loved by you at all.

❥ ‑‑‑‑

Spring - Wouldn't it be nice to live inside a world that isn't black and white

The colours were a bit brighter than before, the leaves and the flowers blooming again in the soft spring wind. Just like them, you were blooming too. You were the old Y/N again, the same old Y/N who was there before Harry came along and ruined it.

The glow in your eyes was visible, your smile felt more real now and you felt more comfortable in your skin than you did 2 months ago. Peter even helped you pack a box of all the things that your ex-boyfriend left at your place and you later sold those things at a thrift store.

Peter started seeing more of you, he would either be at your place after school or you’d be at his and sometimes, you’d go to the ice cream place near his place on a hot day.

As he watched you munch on your ice cream cone, the vanilla on your lip looked a bit more appetising then it did when it was on the cone and he almost leaned in to have a taste.

“Is there something on my face”

“No”

“Why are you staring then?” you smiled and raised your eyebrows at him.

“Oh, shut up” he rolled his eyes, “come on, let me walk you home before it gets dark”

With you walking by his side and the way your knuckles gently brushed against his made him realise how much brighter his world looked now. How wonderful it was to live in a world which wasn’t black and white anymore and it was all because of you.

❥ ‑‑‑‑

Summer - Honey I love you

The sun was setting, both of you returning from the summer fair and he finally gained the courage to hold your hand on the way back home. The hot weather was making your palm sweaty but Peter couldn’t care less. You were literally here, holding his hand in yours and he didn’t want to let go.

“Peter”

“Yes?”

“Will you say it?”

Peter frowned in confusion, “say what?”

“You know what” you bit your lips, a bit of sadness in your eyes.

“I- I don’t know what you’re talking about” Peter stuttered.

Peter was clueless. For a straight A grade student, he was pretty dumb when it came to love and you.

“So you will just never tell me that you are in love with me?”

Peter halted in his step and that halted you in yours. His hand slightly loosened its hold on yours in horror but you were quick to tighten your hold on his hand, even tugging him closer to yourself so you both were face to face.

“You know?” He finally spoke up, voice in a whisper and mouth agape in shock.

“It’s hard to miss when you’re right there staring at me with your big brown doe eyes” you softly giggled, feeling a bit shy now, “and how you get flustered when I compliment you, how you always have my back and how you always pick me up, it’s obvious that it’s more than just… friendship”

Yes, you knew. You have been waiting for him to say something, anything at all to show you that he loved you but as time passed and still no word from Peter, you finally took matters in your own hands.

Peter was speechless and you have had enough, you sighed and let go of his hand. Peter almost collapsed when you placed your hands on either side of his face and pulled him in.

You filled the gap between you both as you pressed a soft peck to his lips and his eyes fluttered like butterfly wings, savouring in the feeling of the airy kiss. Your lips felt like a light feather, barely there but just enough to make him feel lightheaded for a second.

You pulled away quickly but then pressed your forehead to his and closed your eyes tightly, “honey, I love you”

You said it like a promise, your chest felt a little lighter when the words were finally out and Peter’s heart started racing in his chest again. When he finally processed what had happened, he didn’t waste another moment as he pulled you back in for a kiss.

“I love you” he whispered, words muffled with his lips never leaving yours, “I love you, Y/N”

He repeated the words multiple times, telling you ‘I love you’ for every single time he couldn’t in the past and your eyes watered at the intensity of emotions soaring in your chest.

As he stood there kissing you, his mind went back to last winter and how he wondered how it would feel to be loved by you but now he didn’t have to wonder anymore. He knew how it felt to be loved by you and it felt like heaven.

Anyway, hopeless romantic Peter, my beloved🥰

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