#thank u mr fiance

[tamayokny]

my irl bestie: mads i know you're depressed asf because you have mitski on repeat

[tinyidle]

Too Sweet - m!YN x HYJ

rephrased dm ask: "... can u please do a huh yunjin x male reader smut where they have their weekly date day where he takes her on a picnic and they go site seeing then they go back home and take a shower together then have sex and cuddle thank u"

wc: 1.35k words

WARNING: fluff and smut, based on irl, slight voyeurism, foreplay, shower sex, slow to slightly rough, aftercare implied (cuddles), unprotected sex, fiance!yunjin, switchsub!yunjin, fiance!reader, softdom!reader, male reader (ikik this won't be a common thing), all fiction ofc

ּ ֗ ִ ⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗₊˙ ◌ ⁎˚ 〇﹒ 🥗﹒ 🍵 ₊˙ ◌

yunjin and you had a wonderful couple life. ever since you took your girlfriend on her first date with you to a nearby picnic spot, she always asked to have at least one day in the week to that spot. you've tried to take her to other places, but she always begged you to take her to that same spot.

she loved the place for many reasons: it was quiet, peaceful, relaxing; there were trees all around the area, so you could get some shade during summer; there were even benches placed under some of the trees, so you two could sit and eat without worrying about any impending bugs or forest creatures indirectly scavenging for food. best of all, though, was how secluded the place was from everything else. it was the same place you proposed to her in.

five months in to the relationship, you're still having your weekly picnic date with you cherry-dyed fiancé. her laugh to you was as beautiful as her singing voice, and her talking vice would always lull you to sleep whenever you felt restless from stressful nights from work shifts.

with it being morning right now, however, you simply smiled and listened to her telling you about her own job life. she always seemed so bubbly and upbeat, an almost stark contrast to your realist point of view. sure, she had her reality points here and there, but for the most part she was the light to your usually dark room of a heart.

"you know, honey," you spoke out out of the blue as you both were in the middle of having your freshly-made fruit-and-vegetable salad, "you're like sugar to my iced americano, except that you make it sweet. too sweet sometimes."

she smiled and let out a small chuckle. "ooh, when did you become so poetic?"

you reciprocated the grin, "whenever i see your pretty face," you cleverly responded, successfully making her blush as she lets out one of her angelic laughs. she slightly throws her head back, hands grasping her lips to not show too much teeth, face turning a slight pink. god, you love this woman.

"i keep forgetting my future husband's a flirt. can't wait to become a mrs. to 'the rizzler'." she laughed even harder, and even though her laughter made you contagiously join in, you physically cringed at her last choice of words. how you couldn't wait to wed this cornball in the next few months. it was feeling like eons by now.

after eating and cleaning up the best you could, you took your yunjin to the nearest bird sanctuary nearby. it didn't feel like much to you, but your fiancé loved the small things, so this was amazing for her. you're sure she has visited these birds before sometime before you two met, but the walk there just showed off her usual joyfulness to the world.

with every bird she'd see, every leaf she'd touch, every step she'd take, her eyes were bright and wide with joy and pure admiration. seeing this, you couldn't help but smile and squeeze her hand. she looked down, letting out another joyful giggle, before looking back up to meet your gaze. you leaned over to give her a kiss, with her returning it with a warm smile.

the day ended, and you both went home. just like what happened every time, she thanked you for the lovely afternoon with a tight hug and kiss on the cheek, before heading upstairs to take a shower. this was something you loved doing, too; taking a bath with your lover beside you.

today was slightly different, since today she actually stripped down for you. yunjin was slowly pushed down her green, yellow and white sundress down to her ankles, pushing her dark green panties down as well, and unclasping her matching colored bra before lightly kicking them to the side. you were definitely enjoying the view from behind.

"now this is a sight i never thought id be seeing again," you teased while leaning your head against the doorframe, seeing how the woman's curves accentuated her body as she walked from the tub part of the bathroom to the shower stall part.

yunjin blushed before motioning you to undress and join in. happily obliging, you slipped off your breathe-y shorts and boxers before pulling off your polyester top. with a smirk on your face, you quickly rushed into the shower to press your lips against the shorter woman. she gladly reciprocated and ran her hands along your back, sending shivers down your spine. the hot water hitting you and the pleasant scents of love through the thin glass wall between the showerhead only added to the pleasure.

pulling off of her, you trailed kisses down her neck your hands following suit all over her body. your big hands found temporary purchase on her breasts, thumbs gently swiping across her quickly-hardening nipples. yunjin gasped from the action, a small moan releasing from her throat as your hand went down lower to her wet cunt.

she wasn't completely ready yet, but she wasn't complaining. the few light massaging motions brought forth a nice moan from her mouth, followed by a soft exhale. this caught you off guard. you looked up from where your hand was playing with your fiancé to the now red-faced woman. her hand was grasping your neck, lips searching for something to press on. her other hand decided to help you out by grabbing your thick length, immediately making you hard.

you hissed as you felt precum dribble from your length onto yunjin's fingers, as she could feel her own soak your own hand. she couldn't take it anymore. lifting her leg to rest on your hip, she leaning closed to you and whispered, "please, baby. show me how much you want to marry me. fuck your sweet honey, your pretty sight."

cursing, you took out your hand from her cunt and spread her juices on you before holding your cock in your hand and angling it, burying it inside of her. she sighed in content, arms wrapped around your torso as her second leg latched to your other hip. keeping her lifted up, you started to thrust deeply inside of her, eliciting a loud moan from her. it was as if your hips knew what button to push, what would elicit more moans.

a switched flipped inside you, causing you to push as deep into her as possible until your balls smacked against yunjin's ass. she was now gasping as she was indirectly being carried by your heavy thrusts, waves of pleasure crashing throughout your entire body as her cunt held your length for dear lie.

grunting as you gripped her hips tightly, you couldn't stop chanting "honey, i love you" and "you feel so good". her body was starting to glow from both sweat and the show rain that was starting to turn lukewarm.

it wasn't long before the woman came with a satisfied moan, her juices covering your cock as she squeezed you. that caused you to not hold back any longer, releasing deep inside her. both of you panted heavily, and after calming down you gave her one last post-sex kiss. "yunjin, you'll be the death of me," you half-joked.

chuckling, she pressed kisses to the side of your face, "at least you'll die with a smile." now it was your turn to laugh, as you let her down and gently cleaned her up, giving her a proper shower before she the same for you.

when you both put on your bed clothes and headed to sleep, yunjin cuddled close to you, with you being the big spoon to her little spoon. there were so many things you wanted to tell her, and you know that she probably had a million things in her mind that she would want to tell you. however you both wanted to stay there and just bask in the warmth and love an sweetness of each other. or at least, you wanted to stay in the comfort and sweetness of your honey, your future wife.

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so, i hope that the original asker likes this fic, especially since i did this all in one day after trying to wonder how i would go about this.

[happeehippie]

instagram j.b.

summary: follow along with joe and his fiance evie as they go through joes football career.

*face claim is yasmin quintana*

series masterlist.

evie

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evie: 🤍🤍🤍

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user: did you notice that you made top 10 hottest NFL wags?

> evie: the peak of my existence

user: OK! This is so freaking cute

user: and what happens when i have to go to therapy over this?

> evie: we love therapy?

joeyb_9: all of my favorite things in just a few photos.

> evie: lots of happy moments..

user: how did you get a photo with my in laws?

user: you’re all so happy together i’m obsessed!

user: not momma and papa burrow!!

> evie: truly the best people ever. 🧡

joeyb_9

liked by lahjay10_, evie, and 736,828 others

joeyb_9: Jon Snow

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user: kiss me now

user: Joe sucks

millyg: joe burrow is cool.

user: trashhhhhh

user: mr. can’t win a superbowl

evie: winter is coming 😉

user: goat frfr

user: they know nothing about jon snow

evie

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evie: onto the next..

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user: can i say ur the cutest ever

> evie: pls do

user: go bengies

> evie: bengies all dey!

user: the fact you never miss a game? get a life.

> evie: in the wise words of dani rojas.. Football is Life

joeyb_9: babe in the jungle. 😍

> evie: 🥰

user: love the fit!

user: Ev are you back to hanging out in the comments??

> evie: i’m always hanging in the comments

joeyb_9:

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joeyb_9: Uninvited Guests

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user: you are HIM joe burrow

user: Joe you the best

user: snow shiesty

user: sad sorry qb

evie: my favorite/least favorite time of the year. i need a new coat.

> joeyb_9: don’t be a baby, you’re supposed to be the queen of the north. 🥶🥶🥶

user: proud of you joe!

user: jealous of the snowflakes

evie

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evie: mills said it’s getting too cold for this shit

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user: i played against joe in fantasy this week 😭

> evie: rip

user: isn’t this fit kind of basic?

> evie: ouch

joeyb_9: you can have my hand warmer

> evie: the sacrifices you make 🥰

user: i will never understand your relationship, he’s famous he can have anyone he wants.

> evie: it’s the people who know the least that always have the most to say..

millyg: i am never going to a playoff game again. not in this weather my guy.

> evie: you’re kind of lying dude

joeyb_9

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joeyb_9: The journey continues

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user: does joey b reply?

> evie: our text messages are proof that he doesn’t

user: keep moving forward

lahjay10_: we be back brother

evie: boo kc

> joeyb_9: what do they say? tomato tomato?

user: somebody stop KC

user: joe shiesty for president

> evie: i support this

evie

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evie: *gasp* she’s not wearing a joe burrow jersey!

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user: congratulations to the Bengals! what a great season!

> evie: 🧡🧡🧡

user: i’m sorry but can i marry ur bf?

> evie: not if i get there first 😉

user: who dey no matter what

joeyb_9: is this what it feels like to be cheated on?

> evie: it’s not what it looks like…

user: not me being behind you while you pounded back these ultras! you’re the best!

> evie: i was totally sober. 🥴

lahjay10_: nah if you gon wear anybody jersey number shoulda been mine!

> evie: i can see this was a major mistake

evie

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evie: goodbye goodbye goodbye.. you were bigger than the whole sky. (what a season joey, i luv u).

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user: it broke my heart they lost..

user: who dey nation is proud of this team

> evie: forever..

user: leave joe and date me instead.

> evie: omg, usually it’s the other way around. i’m glad someone loves me!

joeyb_9: i can’t get enough of you.. thank you for being so supportive. 🤍

> evie: it’s a wonderful life with you.

user: i want you and mama burrow to post together more often.. i love her

> evie: my game partner for life and one of my best friends. we love mama burrow.. 🧡

evies ig stories

[lalunanymph]

since there's not much going on in my brain lately and my l&ds and ultraman rising obsession is stronger than ever, i have a few ideas lined up for you to choose and help me decide on what to pursue next <3

option #1

☆ the making of a mrs/the making of mrs.qin (fluffy, smutty, forced proximity mhmm, fake marriage, angsty, lots of crack scenes) the idea: stuck in the N109 zone and with no way of leaving until you figure out how to remove the aether core bond between you and sylus, you take up his offer (and begrudging help) to try and blend in with his high-stakes, high-rewards life. how? by learning struggling to be his wife

option #2

☆ dearest dead (angst, arranged marriage, second chances, u will want to slap zayne fr, not l&ds!mc) the idea: after the death of his beloved girlfriend, dr. zayne is offered a role in a secret project that promises to reverse her cruel fate - on the condition that he marries his boss' daughter. driven by grief and desperation, he accepts, willing to do whatever it takes to bring her back to life - even if it means sacrificing his marriage

option #3

☆ untitled wip (second life, second chances, isekai, kenji is so down bad, mystery, inspired by tswift's so high school, mighttt be a one shot idk) the idea: you met kenji sato when you were 15. ten years down the road, he's a famous baseball star and you're engaged. then, your fiance does the unthinkable - murdering you in cold blood. but, when you open your eyes in a different reality, this time as kenji's fiance, youre faced with the question of continuing this facade or trying to find him back in your original timeline

thank you <3

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1244: Thieves' Reaction to the Birthday Proposal (Persona 5 X SSBU)

Shiho: Salutations, our dear, loving friends!~

Shiho: It has come with great happiness to share this wonderful news to you all

Ann: GUESS WHO'S FINALLY TIED THE KNOT ON HER OWN BIRTHDAY, GANG!?~

Ann: Soon To Be Loving Wives♡~.jpg

Haru: OH MY GOOOOSH!!!!~ 😍😍😍😍

Ryuji: Ah Hell Yeah Dude!!

Lavenza: Truly remarkable indeed~

Yusuke: I believe Congratulations are in order.

Futuba: And a Very Happy B-Day for the future wifey herself~

Futuba: Or should I call you "Mrs. Suzui"?~

Mona: Or are you guys gonna stick with having Takamaki as your last names instead?

Ann: Huh.

Ann: Now that you mentioned it, I'm not sure which of them to by yet.

Shiho: I choose Takamaki.

Shiho: I want everyone in the world to know that my heart will forever belong to the most fabulously beautiful woman in all of Shiyuba, Ann Takamaki~ 😘

Haru: AWWWWWWWWWWWW~

Mona: Awwwwwwwwwww~

Lavenza: How romantic~

Ann: Shiho-Kins u sweetheart!!~

Ann: Ur gonna make me cry againdyhbnk

Makoto: Ann?

Shiho: She's just crying in my arms just now lol

Shiho: You mind giving us a minute?

Makoto: Take all the time you need. We're not going anywhere

Futuba: Yeah, do ur thing, wifey girlfriends!

Futuba: It'll give me and Omega-Kun the perfect opportunity to take another shot at Gill

Ryuji: Ur talking about that half naked guy with the long hair in SFIII, right?

Ryuji: U guys STILL can't beat him?

Mona: Yeeup. Lavenza and I are watching them fight him right now in her room

Lavenza: They are currently at their 34th attempt

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Futaba's Room

TV: K.O! (Ibuki Falls Down in Defeat on Screen)

Futaba: (Gets Up From her Bean Bag Angrily Throws her Control Down on the Floor) GOSH DARNIT!

Omega grabs the nearest pillow and starts banging his head on it in pure annoyance and frustration

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Lavenza: Correction. It's now their 35th attempt now.

Futuba: Stupid Gill and his stupid Resurrection Bullcrap!

Futuba: I HATE HIM!! 😡 💢 💢

Ryuji: I feel ur pain on that one

Ryuji: The jerk is near to impossible to take down in one go!

Haru: Egregiously so......

Makoto: You've tried beating him as well, Hari?

Haru: I have. Far too many times than I'd hate to admit....

Haru: But as unfair and frustrating as he was, he's not completely unbeatable.

Haru: I know you and Omega-Kun has what it takes to bring that arrogant creep to the cold ground eventually, so don't you dare give up just yet, understand?

Ryuji: Couldn't have said it any better myself, babe!

Ryuji: That trash/pep talk of yours is making me fall for u even more now btw~ 😏

Haru: 🥰🥰🥰

Futaba: Icky flirting aside, Thanks 4 the pep talk, Haru!

Futaba: We're way too angry for another round rn, so we're taking a cuddle break

Futaba: Oh and Omega says congrats on you two getting engaged, Mrs Takamaki~ 😏

Shiho: Lol Thanks Futaba~

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Ann and Shiho's Apartment

Shiho: (Giggles Softly While Sitting Next to Ann and Lucas on the Living Room's Sofa While the Movie is Playing in Front of Them) I'm swear, I'm never gonna hear the end of that, aren't I?

Ann: ('Hmph') (Flips her Hair Forward While Putting on the Most Beautiful, Over Confident Smile She Could Muster on her Face) Not when you're marrying a pretty lady like me, you won't!~

Shiho: (Turns to her Fiance as She Felt a Single Sweat Drop) Someone's feeling better now....

Lucas: ('Sighs in Relief') Thank goodness.....You worried me for a second there.

Ann: (Gently Ruffles The Top of her Little Sunflower's While Giving Him a Reassuring Smile) I'm gonna be alright, kiddo. Your big sis was just being an emotional goof tonight

Shiho: (Casually Shrugs) As expected. (Reach Her Head Out to Lucas as She Playfully Gossip to Him While Pointing Him to Ann Right Next to Her) She started bawling her eyes out every time the movie UP is on.

Lucas: It did have a really sweet and tragic prologue.

Ann: (Simply Nodded in Agreement) Yes, it did. (Comically Glares at Shiho) And we will NOT have any slander of it in this very apartment!

Shiho: (Snickers While Holding Both her Hands Up in Defense) Will you relax a bit, hon?~ I was only sharing one of your many crybaby moments and that's the tamest of them all.

Ann: Yeah, well, this crybaby is only a few steps closer to tying the knot and becoming yours- (Slowly Raises Her Hand Up, Showing Off her Wedding Ring to her Soon to be Wife with a Mischievous Grin on her Face) For-EEEVER~

Lucas starts giggling up a storm while Shiho chuckles before smiling lovingly at her silly, soon to be wife.

Shiho: Yeah. (Gives Ann a Kiss on the Cheek Before Hugging Her) Forever.

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Panther and Volleyball Has Re-entered to Chat

Ann: Guess who's back?~

Shiho: Back again~

Shiho: Also, Volleyball?

Futaba: It was the only codename I thought of giving u at the time 🤷‍♀️

Makoto: Surely there's better codenames than that, Futaba.

Makoto: Like "Valkyrie"

Shiho: Ooh I like the sound of that already~

Ryuji: Not bad

Ryuji: But I think Endurance sounds wayyyyy cooler

Shiho: Hm. Simple, but effective.....

Shiho: Me likie!

Yusuke: It's serviceable, but I find Valkyrie far more intriguing in comparison, thanks to it's rich history and origins.

Haru: I think Endurance is more fitting for her considering everything she had to go through years prior

Ryuji: Right? Shiho's as tough as they come!

Futaba: Geeeeeez!

Futaba: Put up a poll why don'tcha........

Mona: Already on it.

Futaba: ಠ_ಠ

Mona: Hey, you typed it.

Lavenza: Anywho, would either of you soon to be newly weds would like bear witness of a cuddle selfie?

Lavenza: Angry Cuddle Hug.jpg

Ann: OMGGGGGGGGGG!!~ 😍😍😍😍

Shiho: U guys look sooo cute bundled up in that blanket together

Futaba: What can I say?~ Omega-Kun and I have a bit of cuteness factors deep within our bones

Futaba: Heck, I say we've been far more adorable these days than our half n' half kitty bro sittin in the room with us

Mona: Bold of you to think I would care about something that trivial, Futaba

Lavenza: You will always be a cutie in my heart, Mona Dear!~

Mona: I win.

Ryuji: Lol win what? We didn't even place our votes for either of u guys

Mona: Doesn't matter.

Mona: Lavenza thinks I'm cute. Therefore: I ultimately won by default.

Mona: I think you're a cuite too, Lavvy-Chan!~ 😁

Lavenza: ꈍᴗꈍ

Futaba: Oh barf.

Omega Joins the Chat

Omega: Times infinity.

Haru: Hi, Omega-Kun!~

Makoto: Alright, enough with the detours everyone! We've been off track for far too long already...

Makoto: We're very happy for you and Shiho, Ann.

Ann: Thanks, my fellow queen of the day~ 👑

Ann: And I'm rooting for u to proposal to your Ren-Ren next one of these days

Makoto: Thank you!

Makoto: I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you about that

Ann: Nahhh no need to apologize. It was urs and Shiho's idea to find rings for us, right? So it made sense that I would be late to the party.

Ann: That being said, this groupchat feels SO FRICKIN' INCOMPLETE WITHOUT OUR RECKLESS DUMB-DUMB OF A LEADER HERE!!!

Ryuji: I know, right? It's starting to suck a bit

Yusuke: Is the Hell's Gate Bar busy in this time of season by any chance?

Makoto: It's a possibility

Makoto: Either way, I am already missing missing Ren-Ren to no end right now!!

Shiho: Ur gonna cuddle the crap outta him once he gets off from work later tonight, aren't ya?

Makoto: That and then some perhaps~ 😈😈😈

Shiho: Makoto!~

Shiho: Since when did u became such a deviant?~

Makoto: Blame your fiance

Makoto: She's been a bad influence on me since the day we became friends

Ann: Guilty as Charged and not in the slightest sorry about it!~ 😋😋

Ann: Anyways, I better text him about the news myself

Ann: I won't text a single word about ur grand proposal to him while I'm at it.

Ann: Your secrets safe with me!~

Makoto: Thank you, Ann

Makoto: Oh and tell him that his queen demands him to come by my place for the rest of the evening after work. His cuddles are overdue and

Ann: Will do, boss! 👍

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Ann & Ren-Ren Text Chat �� ♥

Ann: Hey, loser!~

Ren: 'Sup, crybaby.

Ren: U enjoying ur birthday date so far?

Ann: Oh most certainly!~

Ann: I did a lot on this beautiful day~ Shopping, sightseeing, more shopping, lovely dinner for two followed by a very romantic proposal to boot

Ann: I'm finally gonna marry the girl of my dreams, Renny!~

Ann: Soon To Be Loving Wives♡~.jpg

Ren: Dude, Seriously!?

Ren: Congratulations, both of you!

Ann: Thank uuu!~

Ann: It's already an hour and so later and I STILL not over it!!~ ≧ᗜ≦ ≧ᗜ≦ ≧ᗜ≦

Ren: Hey, I don't blame u one bit

Ren: That in it of itself is fantastic news already

Ann: Right!?~ This so amazing!~

Ann: The gang and i are talking about right now on groupchat and we're missing u like crazy right now, Makoto especially

Ren: I know. I missed u dumb-dumbs too

Ren: The bar has gotten slow for the past few hours and I am bored outta my mind right now

Ann A show, bored day is still better than a fast, stressful, busy one 🤷‍♀️

Ren: True.

Ren: Plus, I haven't gotten dragged into another bar fight for a good while now since the new bodyguard came to our establishment, so I shouldn't have anything to complain at this point really

Ann: Thank ur Goddess Mom for that

Ann: Getting real sick n' tired of see u getting hurt and nearly killed and junk

Ren: U and me both, Ann.

Ren: Sorry....

Ann: Hey, no. Don't apologize. U did nothing wrong at all!

Ren: 'Cept making u guys worried sick

Ann: Yeah, but we're bound to worry about u every now and then

Ann: Cuz we love u to pieces like that, u know?

Ren: Thanks. Love u guys too. Always

Ann: ☺

Ren: Anyways, I have about an hour and a half left in the bar, so I'll see join u guys on the chat real soon.

Ann: Cool! Can't wait for u there!~

Ann: Oh and uh, u are to report back to your Queen's domain by then.

Ann: Her orders r absolute~ 😉

Ren: Oh don't worry. I'll be heading over there the very I clock myself out

Ren: On top of that, I finally have the day off tomorrow. I'll be free if u guys wanna hang out

Ann: Hell yeah! We can have ourselves an after birthday celebration

Ren: Pretty sure that's not a thing

Ann: It is now!~ And I'm sticking to it! 😤

Ren: Lol whatever u say, birthday girl

Ren: I should probably get everything clean for the night before I leave.

Ren: Want me to bring u back anything?

Ann: Three bags of beef jerky for my lovely fiance, our handsome sunflower boy, and yours truly please~

Ren: Lemme guess: U made Lucas the Flower Boy, didn't u?

Ann: U damn right I did!

Ann: And like I told him before, if anyone got a problem with that, they can come right on to me so I can beat 'em real good if necessary!! 😤😤😤

Ren: Look at u calling the shots already lmao

Ren: I'm really happy for u girls, sis. You deserved this.

Ann: Yeah.

Ann: I think so too, Ren ☺

@princekirijo

@bestpony666

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@decibelcoatl

[crimeboys]

hiya i feel like ive seen you mention the sweeney todd au but. sitting here kicking my feet. if u would like an opportunity to rant abt it please take this as one -kai

oh hi!! yes i've mentioned it a few times mostly bc i was desperately trying not to make wilbur a barber LMAO. i'll be so fr, im probably never writing this thing forrealsies, especially bc there are so many details and storylines i do not feel like figuring out, so i can just tell you like. everything under the cut. it'll probably be a little jumpy bc i don't have any of this info actually written anywhere it's all in my mind lul.

WARNINGS: cannibalism, murder, abuse, suicide

it's basically just like. wilbur is sweeney. quackity is mrs. lovett. 13 years prior, wilbur was sent to prison by schlatt for "treason" and a bunch of bullshit political stuff bc well they had beef. a little bit before this, sally disappeared and wilbur claimed she left him, but he actually murdered her (do not know the reason yet, and if i did i forgot) and the only one who knows is quackity, but wilbur does not know that quackity knows. also wilbur definitely ate sally in some way bc well i always liked the idea the wilbur ate sally in canon. she's just a human instead of a salmon.

so it's 13 years later, and wilbur is getting off a boat with this guy tommy who has been helping him (which btw wilbur and tommy are MUCH closer than sweeney and anthony, they're besties instead of like. awkward mentor and semi-student), and wilbur plans to go back to his old home to see what remains while tommy goes to do some fucking thang idk. and wilbur ends up finding quackity, who has opened a burger shop, and tommy accidentally runs into schlatt, fundy, and tubbo and almost gets in a fist-fight with fundy. also in this au schlatt semi-raises fundy but is kind of a shit semi-dad and everyone around him is just miserable. ignoring like 90% of the johanna plot Except the simple fact that wilbur has a kid who was given to someone he fucking hates and now he wants to get him back.

tubbo is basically toby but if toby was schlatt's right-hand man instead of random fake italian guy. also wilbur's first kill is eret, who actually came to him trying to make amends/help, but wilbur thought was trying to out him to schlatt, so wilbur like. panic-murders eret. and has a bit of a freak out about it bc he's murdered someone before (his wife lul) but it haunts him and now this does too. but quackity's just like Bro. Free meat. This goes crazy. bc it's basically the same plot of like, meat prices are crazy, quackity can't afford it, and this is the perfect solution to his meat problem and wilbur's killed someone and has a body problem. also quackity used to be part of the manberg cabinet but when he finally broke things off with schlatt for being constantly disrespected both as a partner in politics and fiance, he was basically defamed and kicked to the curb and had everything taken from him so he had to figure shit out which is how he ended up in the position of burger shop owner in wilbur soot's old place.

also wilbur and quackity obvious tension but it's like that "im probably nonbinary but ive got a job so i don't really worry about that" but wilbur's like "im probably attracted to quackity but i've got a lot of people to murder to get my son back so i don't really worry about that" and quackity's malding about that a little bc he is definitely in love with wilbur but it's fine he gets one thing he wants and that's a functional fucking business, he can figure out the wilbur shit later when wilbur gets his stupid son back.

but yeah. wilbur murders eret, which starts a spiral spurred on by quackity being like "objectively you should keep killing people so i can run my business thanks man", and the rage he carries from his life being taken away for nothing, and the violence he has always carried since he murdered sally. idk if tommy's gonna know? i haven't thought about tommy enough in this au tbh and that's bc he is Completely different than anthony so i have to fucking think about it a lot. bc he's not going after fundy like anthony was johanna, he's trying to help fundy bc that's wilbur's son and wilbur's his best friend so he wants to help him save his fucking son. but fundy is also conflicted bc he genuinely cares about schlatt, as they've all genuinely cared about schlatt, and he's like a father to him.

also tubbo does NOT trust wilbur's ass. he's very fond of quackity, from memories of his childhood and quackity at schlatt's side, trying to protect tubbo, and the way quackity welcomes him with open arms when he gets the fuck out of there after tubbo hits his breaking point with schlatt, but tubbo thinks wilbur is kind of like the worst. bc he doesn't realize until it's too late that quackity is also kind of like the worst.

i haven't thought a lot about the middle, just bits and bobs, mostly the beginning and the end. i have the ending planned beat for beat pretty much.

the ending, basically, is that wilbur has tossed schlatt down the murder chute or what-fucking-ever, and quackity watches him die. he sort of just like stands there and watches schlatt choke on his own blood, not even trying to help or kill him faster, just watches it happen. as schlatt takes his last breath, wilbur storms down to the basement to make sure schlatt is dead. and he is! so wilbur's like this is my perfect victory, everything is fine now, except shit, tubbo knows about the murders bc frankly they are not very good at cleaning up their murders. this means they either need to kill tubbo or convince him to keep his mouth shut. they both know the second isn't really an option.

one of them vouches to keep tubbo alive despite this, probably quackity, and it sparks an argument that has quackity finally confess that he knows wilbur killed sally. wilbur is paranoid and angry and quackity is paranoid and angry and their argument devolves until they're trying to fucking kill each other. wilbur barely escapes the room with his life intact, though he doesn't manage to quite kill quackity.

he tries to find fundy and tommy, but they are both still trying to get to the shop after escaping the prison? or some shit again, not fully sure, their part of the story needs some fucking work, but wilbur is frustrated because he hoped to find them before tubbo did, lying and saying tubbo and quackity were killed by schlatt and wilbur killed schlatt in retaliation, and fleeing with both of them into the night. when he can't find them, wilbur decides he needs to go back after tubbo and goes through the side door of the house and back down the basement stairs.

while wilbur was looking for tommy and fundy, quackity had gathered himself back up from their fight and planned to go after wilbur and finish the fucking job, but he trips on schlatt's body and in a moment of just complete and utter anger and frustration and, unfortunately, love for both the dead man and the man who killed him, quackity grabs a bone or knife or something and cuts open schlatt's chest, pulls out his heart, and starts to eat it. as quackity eats schlatt's heart, tubbo comes up behind him and stabs him through his heart. he drops the knife and runs, finding tommy and fundy running up to the front door, looking for wilbur.

wilbur finds himself downstairs. he looks at the carnage, the oven still running, quackity and schlatt's dead bodies, meat and bones everywhere from he and quackity's work together. he wonders how the hell he's going to face fundy, face tommy, after everything he has done. he hsan't seen his son in 13 years, he hardly knows what fundy fucking looks like, he hardly remembers what sally looked like. it's all in a haze of blood, the awful life he made with quackity and tubbo overwriting it. he decides to kill himself and explodes the shop with the oven. somehow. i guess.

fundy, tommy, and tubbo get out alive, bc i always liked that johanna, anthony, and toby manage to get out it was very nice to me. tommy and fundy are heartbroken that wilbur died (still not sure how much they, specifically tommy, know about wilbur and quackity's business), and tubbo is admittedly very sad that he had to kill quackity, but he knows what they don't, that wilbur and quackity were dangerous men playing a dangerous game and bringing unsuspecting players into it, and he is the luckiest person in the fucking world to get out of their orbit alive. so he celebrates the fact that he won their game, and the three of them try to make a life. it is certainly happier than whatever they would have found in wilbur and quackity's.

also here is the only written (unedited) scene i have you can have it bc well i love to share thangs

Killing people outright is something Wilbur will admit he’s not fond of. He doesn’t like to watch the light leave peoples eyes. He doesn’t like his hand being the one to fell someone. He sits at the counter, staring at his hands. They were covered in blood just minutes ago. Before Quackity walked him over to the sink, talking in a low, steady voice about how it was understandable, it’s hardly as bad when it’s in self-defense, what was he supposed to do? Just let Eret tell Schlatt Wilbur’s back in town? Wilbur did the right thing. Whether that was Quackity’s voice or Wilbur’s own telling him, he still doesn’t know. But Quackity meets his eyes across the counter and does not look afraid, does not look worried. Just thoughtful. 

“So,” Quackity starts, tapping his fingers atop the counter. “What do we do with her?” 

“Take her somewhere far, far away,” Wilbur says, in a voice that sounds just as far. “Bury Eret where they’ll never find him.”

Quackity nods, looking somewhat disappointed. “Right. Right. I mean, burying Eret would make the most sense, right?” 

“Right,” Wilbur echoes, hardly listening. 

“But…” He sighs, looking up at the ceiling, all that separates them from Eret’s body. “Seems like a waste, right?” Wilbur is brought a little closer to Earth in his confusion.

“A waste?”

“Business has been bad,” Quackity continues, thoughtfully, conversationally, like this is all very normal and Wilbur isn’t still rubbing at his hands to get the blood off. “Debts we can’t pay off. What would it hurt, when he’s already dead?” Wilbur isn’t connecting whatever dots Quackity lays out. Eret is dead and the shop is doing poorly. The thoughts don’t intersect. “I mean, it’d be wrong just to dump them somewhere to rot, when there’s a use? When the price of meat raises every fucking week?” Rot. Meat. The connection is made. A little laugh tumbles out of Wilbur, amusement or shock he’s unsure, and Quackity smiles. “Plenty of meat, plenty of business.” It’s completely despicable. It turns Wilbur’s stomach inside out. It’s almost enough to make a Godless man pray for forgiveness… It’s absolutely fucking brilliant.

[pollon-apologist]

Love finding an Apollonius hater, it's not easy to find Aquarion Genesis people let alone someone who also thinks that feathered fucker is the most toxic bitch. Touma, Celiane, and Scorpius all got the WORST romantic experiences of their fucking lives to the point that 12K+ years has not fixed the spiritual and emotional wounds ANY of them have.

🤣🤣🤣👏👏👏 LMAO YEAH! He just sits back and lets his childrens children go on and kill themselves over a war he played a VERY LARGE PART IN - if not starting it directly.

Like, i get not wanting to be known as The Apollonius - the angel the myth the legend the fucking statue we have in our basement etc etc - but like... he could at least have made the connection more clear. INSTEAD WHAT HE DOES is fucking let EVERYONE AND HIS EX FIANCE think apollo is him WHEN HE DAMN WELL KNOWS HES NOT. And then he acts like he's so cool and high and mighty bc he knows the secrets of aquarion BUT WHY IS HE THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS? WHY NOT TELL THEM HOW IT WORKS SO THEY DONT KILL PEOPLE TRYING TO FIND OUT?? The military are obviously familiar with his presence, just fucking cooperate with them clearly instead of with bullshit cryptic metaphors!!

And thats not even GETTING INTO his entire betrayal of toma and celiane (and scorpius - who i dont know as well bc ive only seen the ovas once and they hit me like a fever dream)

This man is out here trying to look badass and talk about the connections between earth and emotions and people - MEANWHILE HE CANT EVEN GO UP TO SILVIA AND SIRIUS AND BE LIKE "HEY ACTUALLY ITS TOTALLY FINE THAT U HAVE WINGS, ITS JUST MY ANGEL BLOOD INSIDE YOU" again i will grant him the defense of trying to avoid silvia's... obsessive intensity - BUT SIRIUS COULD HAVE FUCKING USED SOME GUIDANCE! MR "REPRESSED MEMORIES OF WAR - OH YEAH IM DEFINITELY APOLLONIUS AND HAVE BUILT MY WHOLE SELF RESPECT ON IT" WOULD PROBABLY HAVE LIKED TO KNOW EARLIER THAT HE WASNT BEFORE TOMA GOT TO GAY MANIPULATE HIM TO BETTAY HIS FAMILY AND FRIENDS!

Okay okay... ill stop now. I could go on.. but ill stop for now lmao

Tell me ur apollonius hating thoughts please, id love to know im fully 👀👀👀

Ty so so much for reaching out btw!! I have this blog specifically so any tumblr aquarion ppl know theyre not alone so thank you for popping by! :DD 💜💜

[dejwrld]

you ATE ZOWNNN MY LOVELY DEJA MR. SHIU “I KNOW A GUY” KONG CAN HAVE MY HEART SOUL PANTIES ALLADATTTT!!

i think my fav thing about ur writing is how the reader is always a corporate doll who got her own ting but she only attracts REAL ASS MEN who would do anythin for her…NO STRUGGLE LOVE OVA HERE!!

don’t think i can ever thank u enough for blessin me EHEHE🥹🩷

you already know over here i do not put my y/n's through no damn hell, struggle love, toxicity...no ma'am! they get spoiled, cherished, and fucked over here! you know how people be like 'my husband' people to death. shiu is the one to be like 'my fiance!' everybody to death. he love y/n down!

but thank you so much for reading. <3

[80s4life]

If We Go Down, We Go Down Together

Word Count: 1,762

Status: Suggested!

Ask: hello !! idk if u still do these but could we get a Mr. Andrews x reader fic ? 👁👁 i’ve been obsessed with titanic since forever and i’ve always been in love with Mr. Andrews. could it also be about him being protective over the reader ?? tysm and i love ur work btw. so talented omg

@: a wonderful anon that will forever be mysterious!

A/N: I absolutely love Mr. Andrews! He was such a sweetheart and an honorable man, even in the time of death, knowing his creation was destroyed. And thank you so much for all the compliments, ya’ll are too kind to me!

Side-Note: I’m so sorry for this! I realized afterwards that you probably wanted a heartwarming imagine, and I completely screwed with it! Mr. Andrews isn’t completely overprotective in this, kind of softly claiming you as his? Hope you enjoy anyway?

Fandom: Titanic 1997

Relationship: Mr. Thomas Andrews x Reader

Summary: It was the ship of dreams; the unsinkable, grand ship that would take people all the way to America, the country of opportunities. Personally, it was the ship of endless possibilities, falling even harder for a man you’d want to spend the rest of your life with. But, will fate allow that? Will you be able to have your happily ever after?

Warnings: angsty, fluff-ish, impending doom, surprise ending (it’s not gonna be what you think...I think?), fight to live, depression, multiple deaths, threats, sexist remarks (only one- it’s the 1900s)

Masterlist Titanic Masterlist

Taglist: @snapessecretdiary​ @tangledcopperstrands​

{gif is not mine, credits go to @badge1995​}

Rocking on your chair in the drawing room, you look up and around you fearfully. It had been smooth sailing so far. Blood running cold, the thought scares you upright, quickly gathering up your recent sketches, putting them in a folder and grabbing your knit sweater, just catching the start of people filing into the hall. This is absurd. 

Ignoring the confused murmurs and initial shock of what was still unknown, you book it to staff quarters, making your way up to the wheelhouse. Once there, you are met with serious faces of distraught, hopelessness, and some of determination. 

Walking passed them with a kind, sympathetic demeanor, you lightly squeeze the shoulder of the young wheel boy. He wasn’t much older than 20, still embracing younger puppy-like features. Just to the right, you briskly open the double doors, being met with the familiar founders and shareholders that each took their part in making this extraordinary franchise.

Mr. Ismay, frustrated, addresses Captain Smith just as they make their way into the room you’d just entered, “This is most unfortunate, Captain.”

As more of the main staff file in, Mr. Andrews uncoils the blueprint of the Titanic, uncertainty laced in his voice as he recalls, “Water fourteen feet above the keel in ten minutes...in the forepeak, all three holds and boiler room six.”

“Can we get underway, dammit?” Ismay asks, annoyance caught between the gaps of his question.

“That’s five compartments. She can float with four compartments breached, but not five. Not five. As she goes down, the water will spill... over the tops of bulkheads at E deck, one to the next, back and back. There’s no stopping it.”

“The pumps,” Captain Smith tries.

“The pumps buy you time, but only minutes,” Mr. Andrews looks around the room, his eyes catching yours adoringly. His eyes water at the sight of you, his next sentence coming as a painful stab to the heart, “As of now, no matter what we do...Titanic will flounder.”

A wave of sadness overcomes the room, even as Mr. Ismay continues his onslaught in futile interrogation. You were hopeless. How were you supposed to rise up from this?

“Captain Smith...” you start, afraid to continue, “She...She hit, Sir?” You catch sight of your fiance, sadness laced in between the creases of his brows and forehead. You walk up to him, grabbing his hand tightly within your own, interlocking the fingers.

“I-I-I’m afraid so, young Y/N,” he says bewildered and ashamed, realizing now that many of these passengers are going to die, and, unlike him, they can range far younger than even you.

“We are back at full speed, Sir,” announces an attentive Officer Murdoch, “As well as a signal. There is one of the twin ships about four hours away.”

“We don’t have four hours,” Thomas pipes up, dropping his head in the crook of your collar bone, settling there for a moment as he tries to gather himself. “Two at most,” he assumes, voice muffled as his emotions overcome him.

Captain Smith tries to ignore the reminder, motioning for the staff to follow him, getting to work in emergency mode. 

Trying your best to ease Thomas’ tension, you know he’s about to break any moment, trying to prevent it by petting his head and hugging him. “Don’t be discouraged Love, we can still save people,” you whisper, still hopeful.

“But not all, Y/N. Not all,” he whimpers, nuzzling his head further into your neck.

Taking his face in your hands, you adjust his gaze to match yours, “You can never save everyone, but at least you can save some. That’s the difference that makes the biggest effect. You believe me, don’t you Thomas?”

“Of course I do,” he smiles sadly, fiddling with one of your hands.

“Then let’s go make it.”

It takes a moment for your words to resonate with him, but when it does, he instantly changes perspective, determination flashing in his eyes as he meets your gaze again. “It’s now or never.”

You smile, “Quite a hit or miss.”

He giggles, pausing for a moment before pecking your lips, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you return the gesture, detaching your hand from his as you both take your leave to opposite sides of the ship, going to help as best you can.

Reaching the left side of the ship, you are met with many fearful expressions, anxious looks, and distraught. Swarms of passengers butt and shove around, unsure of what their fates have in their favor. Saying your “excuse me’s” and “may I get through’s,” you reach the sturdy fencing, instantly getting ahold of the ropes to help lower people and boats. 

“Women and children! Only women and children at this time!” yells Officer Lowe.

Hesitation halts you for a moment, looking over to Lowe, “We can’t section the people! It’ll cause further alarm! We won’t be able to stop them once they get antsy Harold!”

“It was Captain’s orders, we’ll be punished if we disobey,” he looks over helplessly, offering a hand to an older woman boarding the longboat.

Looking at him, you can see his own apprehension, “Harold, we need to do this right.”

Properly facing you, he sighs and nods dutifully. Together, you load as many people that could fit then load them swiftly and systematically. However, the more people you helped escape, the more that came flooding in. The people were hysterical, more so as the ship began to shake and quiver. 

Startled, you try to find the source, noticing the ship starting to lift. “Shit!” yells a passenger, holding on to the nearest pole. More slurs and screams were met with his, the ship starting to lift up higher and higher to the point that you begged for the strongest upper-body strength available.

Just as the ship stands straight up, the front of the Titanic snaps off, sending the back crashing back into the ocean properly. The passengers that hadn’t fallen swarm the boats again, this time threatening to throw staff workers over.

Stumbling back, you catch yourself from slipping, trying to reason with the people, too caught up in your own fear. But the passengers keep pushing, Officer Murdoch pulling a gun as he reaches your side.

“Stand back! Stand back I tell you, or I’ll shoot!” Murdoch yells, the people only taking  few steps away.

“No...” you look at him, “No...This isn’t right. No, your scaring them. Stop!” you warn, tears forming in your eyes.

Officer Murdoch ignores you, unfortunately, uncertainty fueling his actions. Rather, he shoves you into the crowd, “If you cannot work with us, you minus well join them. We wouldn’t have been in this mess if you’d done your job successfully; better yet, if you’d done your designated job: stayed home and done the wifely duties!”

Stopping all movement, shock courses through your veins as you stare at the man. He’s just scared, you try to reason, but the pain is still there. Shaking your head, you rush through the crowd, letting some of the tears fall as you enter the interior of the ship once more, making your way down the grand staircase.

Too caught up in a swarm of emotions, you bump into a young auburn-haired girl, apologizing briefly before continuing. You are halted within the first few steps however, the girl holding your elbow hostage, “I know you,” she starts.

“I would assume so,” you sniffle.

“You’re Mr. Andrews’ fiance; you helped build this ship, correct?”

“Yes Ma’am,” you flinch.

“Then please, for the love of humanity, you must know what’s happening?”

Staring at her guiltily, you consider not answering.

“Please,” she begs, “Mr. Andrews had told me about the boats, I just need you to confirm my suspicions.

“The Titanic hit, Miss. We are trying our best to alleviate the issue, but-” you inhale sharply, tear welling up in your eyes again. “-But she will sink. And if you truly know the problem with the boats, you do know there’s not enough for everyone?”

Her eyes widen, then her body goes slack, standing openly with her arms at her sides. Nodding weakly, her blue orbs encompass yours, pulling you in for a hug in thanks.

Returning the compassion, you pull away quickly, “You said you’ve talked to Mr. Andrews?”

“Yes, I just saw him in the other room- The First Class Smoking Room,” she recalls as quickly as possible, “I’m sure that’s where you’d been looking for?”

“Yes, thank you so much. Please, get to safety. I truly mean it,” you beg, already speeding off into the direction of your beloved, the ship already beginning to sink lopsidedly.

“Thomas!” you yell, running through room after room, just barely missing his silent, remorseful form draped in front of a mantle. “Thomas!” you cry, tears finally cascading freely.

“Y/N!” he gasps, pulling your body into his instantly. “I couldn’t save them, Love, I can’t.”

“I know Sweetheart, I know,” you sob, pressing his head as tightly to your body as possible.

Slowly, your bodies droop to the floor, still holding each other close as the Titanic creaks and moans. “We tried, My Love. We truly did,” Thomas tries, stroking your hair as you lay your heads in the crooks of each other’s necks. 

“I love you, Thomas,” you choke, water crashing through the doors on the opposite side of the room. “I want you to know that there’s no place I’d rather be than right here with you.”

“I love you, too Y/N. Don’t you cry, there’s a special place for us up above, My Love. We are soulmates.”

The water starts to climb towards your feet, enabling more helpless whimpers and tears. Thomas caresses your face, “Don’t pay it any mind. We will be together very soon.”

Sharing a passionate kiss, you wrap your arms around Thomas tightly, as does he, latching onto your back and hips. Together, you close your eyes just as you feel the first splashes of freezing water on your shins; the rest of the world disappearing in a painful darkness as the rest of the Titanic is fully submerged by the Atlantic Ocean. April 15th, 1912, 2:20 a.m.

[somethingsupwithdrac]

24th May Huzzah! A message! From our dear Lucy! You know what that means, Tumblr Book Club friends? IT’S TIME TO MEET THE LUCY WESTENRA BOYFRIEND CLUB YESSS

Today we have an opening from Lucy thanking Mina for her letter and spilling the tea about her THREE suitors!

LOL “Don’t tell the girls, you know they’ll be babies about it because I have a whole squad of eligible men begging for my hand in marriage and they don’t. Vanity, amirite?”

Again with the secrets, Lucy. “Don’t  tell anybody but Jon, because I know you’re going to, I would totally spill the beans to Arthur if our positions were reversed, but I have a BOYFRIEND CLUB and I need to tell you ALL ABOUT THEM”

First we have Jack Seward, Asylum Guy and OG podcaster, who is is strong of jaw and good of forehead. So much for that “oh he’d be perfect for you if not for that pesky fiance, lol" thing. I know that “cool" here refers to being calm and in control of oneself, but it’s much funnier if I take that to mean “OMG, Mina, this man is the biggest most awkward dork of a man, he almost sat on his hat and then sat there fiddling with a lancet like a weirdo until I wanted to scream, lmao"

Awkward boyfriend pitch time! “I love u and I swear I will make you so happy, I will be so sad if u do not love me back dear Lucy.” (I make fun of this because to modern eyes it’s a wee bit niceguy, but I know that it’s meant to be sincere, and it’s all honestly kind of sad.) And then poor conflicted Lucy having to reject him and the very noble “I want you to be happy and if all I can have is your friendship, I will be the best friend I can” speech, which, honestly? Sweet as hell, you get a point, Mr. Seward. (Which is perhaps the only point I am willing to award you for anything in this novel.)

This whole thing with Lucy having a good cry over having to hurt him by rejecting him is actually pretty sad and I just want the Lucy Westenra Boyfriend Club to pull itself together already. Later, though.

And  now, introducing suitor number two, MISTER QUINCEY P. MORRIS, AMERICAN COWBOY FROM TEXAS. He absolutely definitely speaks like a real authentic Texan and Bram Stoker absolutely definitely had spoken to Americans before writing this man’s character. (I snark, but only because I love Quincey as a character.) Quincey is an absolute gem of a man who knows how to sweet talk a girl and is 100% the guy this was made for:

He is young and fresh faced and charming, and ALSO knows how to take rejection gracefully, which puts him miles above at least 75% of modern dude characters. Lucy is like, “alas, my totally hot and very eligible American suitor, as I told Mr. Seward, I am in love with Arthur already” with genuine regret, and poor sweet Quincey is just

‘I understand little darlin’, I love you and want the best for you and we can still be friends, because friendship is valuable too.’ You also get a point, Mr. Morris. YEEHAW.

And then he joins Lucy’s Boyfriend Club with Arthur and Jack because Lucy Westenra (I keep typing Lucky, lol) is a damn smart woman and she is going to have all the boyfriends she wants.

Last, of course, is Arthur, who is...Arthur. Curly of hair and kind of heart, already engaged, betrothed, and affianced to our dear Lucy. Does this make him president of the Boyfriend Club? IDK, maybe?

“Why can’t they let a girl marry three men, or as many as want her, and save all this trouble?”

YOU DON’T NEED MARRIAGE, GIRL, YOU JUST GO FORM THAT POLYCULE AND GET ALL OF THOSE VERY HANDSOME AND ELIGIBLE MEN.

(Sidenote: I love ‘I know what I would do...no I don’t’ and ‘A man always finds a girl alone...no he doesn’t’. It’s such stream of consciousness writing and I love that about Lucy.)

I cannot WAIT to see our friend Mina’s response to this. I know I am absolutely bursting to hear more about the Boyfriend Club.

(Sidenote number two: JFC, talk about mood whiplash. We go from Jonathan being in several flavours of mortal peril with a definite end date for his life to Mina and Lucy having a grand time talking about Boyfriend Club. It’s jarring, and it’s meant to be, and also, I think, necessary for keeping the tension up.)

[sunflowerdarlingx]

would u write a bill weasley 18+ where the reader lets bill “use” them at the full moon ?

“Innocent angel”

Hi <3 I hope this is okay! 

Female Reader 

Warnings: fingering, oral (female and male recieving), unprotected sex, mention of male masturbation.

Minors DNI

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The time leading up to each full moon was always different for Bill. He was still getting used to the incredibly difficult change that occurred and, unlike Remus, he still had a lot to experience. 

The full moon was in two days, Bill and Y/N were currently making their way into the order headquarters. Bill hadn’t been able to keep his hands off Y/N, from simply holding her hand, to passionate lust filled kisses but he never went any further. This confused Y/N because the two weren’t strangers to sex, especially during the full moon. Usually Bill loved nothing more than filling her with his cum, but now the second things got too heated he would stop and excuse himself. 

Usually the 5 days leading up to the full moon would be spent locked away together. Bill would get quite possessive in those five days and would keep Y/N close and remind her who she belonged to. 

Y/N went over to speak to Tonks and Remus but Bill pulled her back, “Where do you think you’re going?” he said lowly in her ear. 

“Just going to say hi, ask how Remus is with the full moon coming up” she smiled sweetly at Bill, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. 

“No.” his blunt tone shocked Y/N as he pulled her to sit on his lap on one of the kitchen chairs. 

“What do you mean no?” she shifted in the seat slightly, her arse grinding over his clothes cock briefly.

“I mean no. You’ll sit here with me and then we will go home. Your scent alone is driving me mad already baby, don’t need the stenches of other people on you.” Bill's arms wrapped around Y/N’s waist anchoring her to his lap. 

As the meeting went on Y/N kept shifting her hips so she could look at each order member as they spoke. “Watch it” he hissed in her ear as Mad-eye spoke, Y/N looked at him confused before Bill pressed her hips back slightly, the feeling of his hard cock pressed against her arse. 

Her innocent eyes looked back at him, “sorry” she whispered before turning back around. She continued listening, this time only turning her head rather than her whole upper body. 

After the meeting ended, Molly served some dinner for everyone. Y/N was still sitting on Bill’s lap, “Y/N dear sit beside Fred, you can’t be comfortable” Molly’s voice rang throughout the small kitchen. 

Y/N went to stand up but Bill gave her waist a tight squeeze. “I’m okay Molly, thank you though”, Mrs Weasley shrugged her shoulders and went back to her conversation with Arthur. 

Y/N shifted her hips slightly, starting to feel uncomfortable with the way Bill's knee dug into hers. “You’re playing a dangerous game angel” his lips were close to her ear as he pushed her hair over to one side, “careful” he placed an innocent kiss to her neck. 

“What if I don’t want to be careful?”, she turned in his lap so both of her legs dangled over the side of his thigh. She watched him carefully as his eyes darkened slightly and a smirk painted his features. 

“Time for us to get going” he announced, tearing his eyes away from his girlfriend to say thanks and goodbye to everyone. He kept his hand on her lower back as they walked out of the house and down the street to the alleyway where they could apparate back to their home. 

The second their feet landed in their shared home, Bill had Y/N pressed against the wall of their living room while his lips worked feverishly against hers. Y/N’s hands wrapped in his hair, tugging slightly at the hair on the nape of his neck. Bill wrapped one of her legs around his waist and tapped her arse lightly, making her jump up so he could lift her against the wall.

Y/N’s hips rolled against his as muffled moans escaped her mouth into their kiss, the feeling of her against him was driving Bill mad. His hands gripped her arse tightly, he moved to sit on the couch. Y/N’s hips rolled against his, her lips moving to kiss down his neck, Bill's hand came down on her arse “such a tease during the meeting”. A little yelp left Y/N’s lips at the contact before she moved her lips back to his. 

This time Bill barely kissed back, his hands moved from her arse to her waist and moved her to sit beside him. Y/N’s eyes went wide as she looked over at Bill, his hair was a mess, lips red and he had this hazy look in his eyes that made Y/N’s panties dampen even more. “What are you doing?” she questioned, trying to pull him close again. 

“N..nothing, just forgot I have some stuff to do, I’ll start dinner in a bit”, he kissed her forehead quickly before making his way upstairs. 

Y/N sat confused and a little hurt by his actions. She was needy and confused. Her mind started to wander and the thought of Bill not fancying her in that way filled her head. Her insecurities took over every thought she had, a small tear rolled down her cheek but her sadness was soon replaced by anger. 

How dare he do this to her. How dare he tease her and act like he wants her, only to drop her. 

She stood up, storming up the stairs, ready to confront her fiance about his actions. She got to the top of the stairs and stopped dead in her tracks. She stood outside their door and could hear Bill moaning and grunting to himself. 

Her heart dropped, the thought of Bill excusing himself to go and sort himself out whilst thinking of another girl made her feel sick. 

So he had found someone better. 

“Y/N...fuck” 

Her ears perked up at the sound of her name. 

“Shit...baby feels so good”

Y/N pushed their door open slightly, Bill had his back to her, his hand pumping his cock while he moaned and groaned her name. 

“So what? Fucking your hand is better than fucking your own girlfriend!” she shouted a lot louder than she intended to. Bill jumped slightly at the sound, making quick work of putting his cock back in his pants. 

“Fuck Y/N, it’s not like that, I promise” he quickly moved over to her and tried to pull her in for a hug. 

“No Bill, what the fuck was that? All you do now is start something up between us and then fuck off! Constant teasing and touches but nothing more! Is that what you've been doing the last few nights? Leaving me to go and wank?”

He nodded his head and looked at the floor, “why would you do that Bill? D..do you not enjoy having sex with me anymore?” her voice was a lot lower now as she looked at him, desperate to understand the situation. 

“The full moon is close, day after tomorrow” his statement made Y/N scoff. 

“Yeah no shit sherlock, but what’s that got to do with it? Normally you can’t get enough of me, especially at the full moon but now it’s like the thought of sex repulses you!” 

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he mumbled. 

“Hurt me? When have you ever hurt me during sex?” she walked over to him and made him look at her. 

“Full moon is different. You’re too innocent, my little angel, don’t wanna hurt you. All I can think about is fucking you, ruining you, wrecking that tight littl cunt with my cock. You yelped at the feeling of me smacking your arse, if I had my way, I’d go even harder”. 

A laugh left the girls mouth, “you're joking right?”.

Bill looked at her and shook his head, “I don’t want to hurt you”.

“Bill, just because I let out a little yelp doesn’t mean it hurt, i just got a surprise, trust me you’d know if you hurt me” she took his hand in hers and led him to the bed, “we have a safe word and signal for a reason”. 

She pushed him down onto the bed straddled his waist again, “just want to make you feel good” she started to kiss his neck, sucking the spot below his ear, earning a low groan. “‘M all yours” she kissed up his jaw “Do whatever you want to me” her lips met his in a short kiss “I trust you Bill”. 

Bill wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her in for a messy passionate kiss, “promise you’ll tell me to stop if it gets too much?” he mumbled into their kiss before pulling back to take her shirt off. 

“Promise” her hands went behind her to take off her bra and Bill slid his shirt over his head. He turned them over so she lay on the bed, his lips went straight to her neck, sucking and nipping at her skin until it was decorated with purple little splotches. 

His lips latched on to suck at her nipples, his tongue teasing while his hand rolled the other between his fingertips. “Mhmm Bill” Y/Ns hands ran through his hair, chest arching slightly at the contact. He peppered kisses down her stomach and stopped above the waistband of her leggings. He ripped them off along with her underwear, “fuck baby, look so pretty for me”. 

He licked from her slit to her clit, mouth latching on to the small bundle of nerves, sucking it while his fingers teased her entrance. Loud moans filled the room as Y/n’s hips bucked, her hands tangled in Bill’s hair to pull him closer. He slipped two fingers into her dripping cunt, curling them slightly, as his other hand came to her waist to hold her against the mattress. 

“Fuck Bill, ‘m close” she whined, her walls clenched around his fingers as they worked faster inside her, “Cum” he demanded. The coil inside Y/N snapped and she came over his fingers, Bill lapped at her pussy, cleaning up every drop before inserting his fingers in her again. 

“Ah...shit Bill” her eyes rolled back, the feeling of his fingers in her cunt being a bit too much but pleasure soon took over and her second orgasm hit her like lightning, her whole body shaking as the waves of pleasure pulsated through her body. 

Bill still made no effort to move away from her, this time his tongue made its way to her entrance, tongue driving in and out like his life depended on it. Y/Ns hands tried to push his head away but he grabbed both of her hands and held them against her waist. He looked up at her through hooded eyelids, all he wanted to do was taste her, her head was thrown back against their pillows, mouth open while pleading moans to cum left her mouth. His thumb came to rub her clit and she felt as though her body was on fire, her juices squirting against him, a smirk grew on his face as he pulled back to watch her walls clench around air. 

“Such a good girl” he cooed before standing up. Y/Ns chest heaved as she calmed down, her legs feeling numb from her three orgasms. His hands wrapped around her ankles and pulled her to the end of the bed, “on your knees”. 

He pulled down his trousers and watched as Y/N lowered onto the floor, a small whimper leaving her mouth at the feeling in her legs. “Open up angel” he wrapped his hands around her hair and yanked her head back, she parted her lips and placed her hands on his thighs. 

Bill guided his tip into her mouth, starting to thrust his hips forward so it reached the back of her throat. Y/N gagged slightly but pulled Bill towards her as encouragement to keep going. His hips bucked as he started to fuck her mouth, his cock disappearing between her pretty lips. Her eyes watered while spit coated her chin and cheeks. “Take my cock so fucking good” Bill groweled while he held his cock deep in her mouth. Her nose rested at the base, tears streamed down her face while her fingers gripped onto her thighs. 

Bill pulled his hips back, giving her a moment to catch her breath before thrusting his cock back in. Her jaw went slack as Bill took full control of her mouth. “Gonna cum angel” his warning was short as his cum coated her throat. She swallowed it all, eyes looking up at him through her lashes. The look had his cock solid again in a heartbeat. 

He lifted her back onto the bed and flipped her onto her stomach, his cock was still coated in her saliva, he ran the tip up her slit before thrusting inside her.

His hands came to her waist, holding her up while he set an animalistic pace. She could feel the bruises forming in the moment, his tight grip felt incredible. She screamed his name while her hands gripped the sheets, “feels so good” she whined. Her body jolted with each thrust, the speed and depth of his thrusts bringing her closer to her high. He could feel her tight cunt pulsate around him. 

“Gonna cum for me again angel? All over my cock” 

“Fuck yes” she screamed, cumming again for the fourth time. Her body went limp, unable to provide herself with any support. His hips slowed but needy begs for more left her mouth. 

“Such a needy thing” he smirked, pulling her body to his while he fucked her. Bill felt himself getting close, Y/N was quick to reach her high again, her pussy sensitive from her prior orgasms. His thumb rubbed lazily on her clit. Tears streamed down her face from the pleasure, her body shaking against him as she came, Bills cum filling her up.

He lay her gently on the bed, quickly casting a cleaning charm. He lay in bed beside her and pulled her close, “was that okay?” his hand combed through her hair. 

“You’ve been holding back on me Mr Weasley” she teased “I think that was the best sex I’ve ever had”. A small laugh escaped his lips as he placed a loving kiss to her forehead. 

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Masterlist 

[ohthemis]

Hiyaa i really like your blog and the way you write!

May i request headcanons for how the first date with them would go? Like would they ask mc out or would she them, where would they go, all of that. Thank you.

tot boys and first dates

characters: all

a/n: sorry for the wait, just feeling particularly unmotivated these past few days :\

ARTEM WING

he’s planned every detail of the date. and if things go wrong he has a plan b, and a plan c, and a plan d, all the way to plan z.

takes you to a local coffee shop, no doubt your first date is a work date. he orders some snacks for the both of you and you two just hang out together, talking and chatting about everything. honestly, the work is just a way for him to feel less nervous. but it’s very sweet !! he takes your hand for the entire thing, and plays with your fingers when he gets a bit too nervous

and after that, you two go to the movies and just watch together. which honestly, artem really liked. he doesn’t have to talk too much or worry about boring you. and the both of you can just enjoy each other’s presence. and then you two can talk about what you thought about the movie. just let him ease into it <3

he wants it to be special, of course, but he definitely needs to ease up to the whole dating thing. take it as a little piece of him <3 it’s simple, sweet, and very laidback. 

LUKE PEARCE

takes you to an amusement park <3

the amusement park he takes you to is one that he’s gone to with you when you were kids <3 starts out with simple haunted house games and small rollercoasters, and then he drags you to those really high up loop-de-loop rollercoasters. he really really wants to, but it’s up to you. but he’ll make it known just how much he wants to go on. (it really depends on whether or not you can resist his sad little pout) 

and of course, the last ride you go on is a ferris wheel. you two are exhausted and it’s night already, so it’s a nice ride to finally wrap things up :) he’ll take you hand, and at the tippy top of the ride, he gives you a kiss. after all, luke takes amusement park traditions very seriously. and then he’ll tell you he loves you one more time just before the doors open and you two finally go home <3

by the end of the day, you’ve gone on every ride!! which is kind of concerning in itself, but hey, it was a great experience :)

MARIUS VON HAGEN

takes you to work with him, in meetings n stuff too. (ur just like a lost puppy there, sitting next to him waiting for him to finish)

he didn’t want to take you to pax for your first date?? i mean who does that?? but of course it just so happens that marius is urgently needed, and like hell if he’s going to let you be alone on the day of your date. so he goes to your house, picks you up and drags you to pax with him. his secretary just goes with it because marius has been talking about your date for literally forever, and kinda feels bad for marius :(

but now the rest of the employees, chairmen, n stockholders think you’re the next lady of pax (marius’ wife/fiance) for some reason (its bc he talks abt u a lot lol) and are trying to get on your good side. so even if you try to just not attract attention, these guys will be like “mrs von hagen, what do you think” and marius would be jealous IF he wasnt swooning about the thought of marrying you

stay strong bae <3 the work life is hard

VYN RICHTER

takes you sightseeing or travelling abroad (yes, as a first date)

it’s weird to go abroad as a first date, but honestly, it just happened. the both of you had to go out of country for a case so why not just go on a date while you’re at it. honestly, works out pretty well. like, aside from the occasional interruptions when one or the both of you need to do something urgently.

malls, tourist spots, and stuff like that <3 highlight of the trip: he takes you to a mall and you spend the day just chilling with him. it’s not anything too exciting but it was nice to finally spend some quality time with him :)))

vv flashy but hey, the both of you enjoyed so why not

[i-used-to-wear-the-fedora]

Venom Let There Be Carnage Alternate Ending

"What would Venom do?" Eddie asked himself as he tapped on the desk, scrolling through his computer for something to help him. "We're fucked." The reporter banged his head against the desk when there was a knock on the apartment door. Despite their fight, as Eddie got up he hoped that maybe it was Venom coming back.

"Yeah, what's u-" Eddie trailed off when he saw the woman at the door. Frances Barrison had a large grin on her face.

"Hey there Eddie." She stepped in the apartment as the man backed away. "You're invited to mine and Cletus' wedding."

"Do I get a choice in this?" Eddie asked as he scrambled for something to defend himself with.

"Nope." She opened her mouth and began to shriek.

~~

"C'mon Eddie. Pick up, pick up..." Anne sat in her fiance's minivan, trying the man's number again but still got nothing.

'He's not picking up. Typical.'

"Well you're right there." Anne said as she tried to dial again, Venom manifesting over her shoulder to look at the phone screen.

"I'm sorry but how are you so can about this? There's literally an alien inside you right now. You kissed Mrs. Chen so he could go inside you. Don't your think that's weird?" Dan said as he looked at both his fiance and the alien incredulously.

"We know it's weird, at this point we're just used to it."

"How do you get used to that?" Dan asked as he pulled the car into park in front of Eddie's apartment building. The trio getting out and moving inside. Dan reaching for the elevator button but one of Venom's tendrils extended out and slapped his hand away.

'No time need stairs.'

"Venom said we don't have time for the elevator."

"Well tell him that I have tender calves and am taking the stairs." Dan pressed the button again when more tendrils shot out and grabbed the doctor. "What the hell-?" The doctor didn't get to finish as he was thrown up the flights of stairs followed closely by Anne and Venom. "Hey! What the hell was that? ...ow..."

'Tell him I think him and his tender calves are full of shit.'

"Venom said this was easier."

'Liar.' Anne rolled her eyes at the symbiote and instead focused on finding Eddie's apartment. Wasn't hard considering the door was blown almost completely off.

"That can't be good." Dr. Dan commented as they stepped over the door.

'Thank you for the commentary Dr. Dan.'

"Hey he's doing his best." Anne defended her fiance. Facing the room she was greeted by a mess. Not unusual save the large claw marks along the wall and all the busted out windows. "Don't suppose you had anything to do with this?"

'No. Not that we can remember.' Venom peeked of the woman and called out. "Eddie, we're here and willing to take an apology for your stupidity-wait where's Sonny and Cher?"

"Sonny and Cher?" Dan asked as he looked around the small apartment.

"Our chickens."

"Why do you have chickens?" Anne asked as she took a deep breath. "Uh gross. What's that smell?"

"The answer to both of those questions are, you don't want to know."

"Hey!" Dan came towards them holding a card in his hand. "Found this...I don't think it's good." Venom had one of his tendrils lash out, grabbing the card from Dan's hand and holding it in front of his and Anne's face.

"It's...."

"...a wedding invitation."

~~

"Oh what a happy day! Aren't you excited Eddie? Me and Frances finally getting out promised wedding." Cletus danced in the chapel's aisle excitedly. His suit covered by a ridiculous fur coat as he hummed before taking a seat in the pews next to Eddie. Eddie glared at Cletus as he wrapped an arm around the man's shoulders. "Or you at a loss for words too?"

"I'm gagged you asshole." Came out a muffled grunt as he tried to pull away from the man. Looking across the aisle he saw Detective Mulligan still slumped over unconscious. Eddie had been in a lot of not good situations before. But trapped with a serial killer that had alien symbiote in his body and they both wanted to kill him? Probably near the top of the list.

"All we have to do is wait for our guest of honor to arrive and we'll have a full on family reunion! Carnage sure was excited when I mentioned both his daddies were gon be here."

Daddies? Eddie narrowed his eyes. He was barely able to take care of himself, the idea he had a part in making a baby was somehow more terrifying than the situation at hand.

"Don't worry about him baby." The woman who brought him here laughed as she pulled Cletus away and dipping him for a kiss. "All that matters right now is you and me."

"Don't think I don't know that darlin'." The serial killer returned the kiss and very openly shoved his tongue down her throat. Eddie watched in horror as he tried but to vomit in his mouth. Instead focusing on his hands that were bound in front of him and trying to save at them on a broken off chunk of wood from the pew.

He didn't get very far when the doors to the church slammed open. Both he and the psychotic couple took pause and turned to see Anne standing in there doorway, a very angry look on her face.

"Anne!" Eddie tried to call out excitedly. Cletus pulled away from his to be wife, eyebrow raised.

"And who exactly are you?" Cletus asked. In response Venom appeared, taking over the woman's body and snarling.

"You took our Eddie."

"Oh! Well I guess the show has begun!" Cletus backed away and allowed his body to fade as a large red body took over. He looked like Venom only taller and if Eddie was being frank, much, much more terrifying. It seemed Venom agreed. The symbiote backing away with a loud ,"Shit!"

"Hey there daddy." The symbiote spoke. Extending his arm and grabbing Eddie. Yanking the man in front of them. The other arm turning into a large blade against Eddie's throat. "Don't think we've got the chance to meet. I'm your son. And it's time to pay up."

~~

'Shit, shit, shit!'

Venom cursed as he retreated back into Anne's body. The woman stood there, trying to make the symbiote come back out.

"Venom, what the hell?"

'That's a red one!'

"I can see! What's so scary about that?"

'That means it combined with the blood of another species.'

"And....?"

'And it's a lot stronger than normal ones!'

"So you're saying we're in trouble."

'An understatement but yes. Very much so.'

"Can you come back out now?" Anne yelled as she scrambled back when the symbiote began to approach them. Eddie in his grip, looked almost as terrified as they were.

.

'No way, we'd definitely die.'

"We're definitely going to die of you don't come out!" Anne screamed as she dodged out of the way of a tendril. It narrowly missed her head as she began to crawl under the pews away from the creature.

'No you're definitely going to die. We'd probably be fine.'

Another tendril wrapped around Anne's ankle, starting to drag her back to the creature.

"Yeah but Eddie won't be!"

'Hmmmm....'

"If you come out I'll let you eat people!" Anne was now full out panicking as she clung to the leg of a church bench for dear life.

'Really?'

"Yes! Everyone! Just help me out!"

'Okay!' The bench finally gave way but Venom took over the woman's body. As they were pulled up to the creature, Venom jumped up and punched the creature with a hard uppercut. This surprised them enough to drop Eddie. The reporter quickly crawling out of the way as the red symbiote retaliated. Bringing the makeshift blade down on Venom as they just further their own shield. The two trading blows when the church bells started to ring loudly. Both the symbiote screeched in pain. Retreating into their hosts bodies.

This left Anne and Cletus staring at each other. Anne getting ready to run when she was grabbed from behind by the strong arms of a woman.

"Hey there blondie." The other woman giggled as Cletus approached them.

"Ah Frances darling, got me another wedding gift? You shouldn't have." The bells continued to toll when the man grabbed a stray plastic bag from the dirty floor and wrapping it around the woman's face. Anne choked and gasped while the couple just stared at her with glee. Darkness starting to creep into the woman's vision when there was a loud shout.

"Hey! Get the fuck away from my fiance!" The grip on Anne loosened allowing her to fall to the ground. She immediately took the bag off to see Dan holding an aerosol can in one hand and a lighter in the other. "Say hello to my little friends!"

By now the bell had stopped and everyone was clearly able to hear this terrible quip.

'He did not just say that.' Venom spoke in Anne's head.

"No...he did."

'I still don't get why you left us for him.'

Venom couldn't complain too much as he took over Anne's body again. Dan lit his makeshift flame thrower and backed the couple away. The red symbiote taking over Cletus' body again and growling.

"This isn't over." The creature hissed out, grabbing the woman and swinging out of the chapel she cackled, them disappearing into the night. But that wasn't what was important. Instead they rushed over to Eddie who was sprawled out on the floor.

"Eddie!" Venom rushed over to the man. Leaning down they ripped the gag out as he opened his eyes.

"Mmm...Venom? You actually came?" He sounded surprised. The symbiote sliced through the ropes and brought the man up in a hug. "Whoa there buddy....you must've really missed me."

"We're still angry at you."

"Yeah. I kind of figured."

"Is there anything you want to say?"

"I'm an idiot?"

"And?"

"You're not a parasite?"

"And...?"

"And....I'm sorry. I was a huge asshole and I could probably be a better host."

"Isn't there anything else you want to say to them?" They turned to see Dan who had been intently watching them from a distance.

"Anything else?" Eddie asked confused.

"Like I love you?" Venom asked and Eddie made a face before leaning in.

"Yeah. I guess. I love you sounds about right." Venom leaned down, lips locking with Eddie's as they left Anne's body and took over his.

"Aww..... that's sweet. I think." Dan spoke as Anne stepped back. "You okay?"

"Yeah. I think so. Honestly I'm glad they're finally working through their issues."

"Yeah....here's hoping they don't have anymore kids though." Dan laughed as he said this. "I mean, what are the odds?"

[zegumi]

hey!! hope your day’s going well! may i request F, I, and L for the fluff alphabet with kuroo? <3

hi !! yeah, I'm doing great and yes, yes u may :)) thanks for the request hope you enjoy it and be sure to request again if u feel like it !! help I sound

KUROO FLUFF ALPHABET - F, I, L

pure fluff | sfw | gn reader | headcanons

F = Fiance(e) - (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Mr Kuroo Testuro, a very busy man so marriage was never the first thing on his mind, I mean having someone bound to you with more than just words seemed nice but it was never something important.

I think he'd be okay with commitment maybe a tiny bit terrified but he lets himself fall in and he realises with you it's not so bad

his proposal was nothing major I mean if you wanted to hed probably blow up the sky with fireworks) he just took you out and proposed to you in the restaurant the eyes on you were pretty scary but free dessert was definitely greats

you guys got married early-mid twenties idk that age suits him and i can see him setting for someone pretty early what can i say a man knows what he want

oh my, he was taking more pictures of the ring than you were you would think he got proposed to. by the next morning somehow your engagement was all over the news god knows how he did that and what he made kenma do

the wedding was insane anyone and everyone was there the entire night was a mess but very enjoyable he made sure to do the actual ceremony just close family and friends because he knew how much it meant to you

I = I love you - (How fast do they say the L-word?)

I think kuroo is so bad when it comes to love... he's pretty new to all this so he didn't realise that there was a period when it becomes acceptable to say the L-word. so it's no surprise that he was already letting it slide out of his mouth by the 3rd date

he never realised that you weren't saying it back bc he was so happy with himself

I think the first time he meant it meant it and he actually thought abt what he was saying was when you two were in the kitchen late at night and you were cleaning up the remainder of the ramen you burnt.

when he realised what he said he automatically went bright red and then when he heard you say it back he actually steaming out of the ears. cute

he says it pretty often just as a slip out but when he truly means it you can tell because his whole demeanour and face changes. he says it every morning and every evening to make sure you never forget

his 'I love you' always comes with a kiss - its a package deal always connected and his fave places are definitely the temples or your hand

L = Little ones - (How are they around children?)

I like to think kuroo is very good with kids, even if he thinks he's not the greatest with them they always seem to be attracted to him.

he's good with making them laugh and he could just breathe and babies will just start giggling

I think he'd like 1 or 2 kids for himself - mini versions of him he gets to raise and watch them become their own people

him holding a baby is the cutest sight ever they just look so small and content in his arms.

I'm so sorry if this isn't good idk why but I've lost all motivation but writing is something I enjoy and I never want to give up and if right it happens to be in the form of writing little hcs for characters ill do it

reblogs are appreciated <3

[wornoutmouse]

@midoriyaprofessionalslut

I can't even begin to describe the ask I received so I'm just going to leave screenshots😅😅

Also in the new mha season, I thought Tsu was being petty when she called Mineta Grape-Juice and Shoji Tentacle. But nope, those are their hero names.

Side note: I feel like when Mineta gets old and knows how to work his quirk better, he'll be able to control if they stick or not.

Slight racism, usual smut.

NOT PROOF READ SO LET ME KNOW IF U SEE SOMETHING

 If you imagine Mineta as in the picture above and with a mature voice, this is more enjoyable. Or you can imagine someone else entirely.. Cause even as someone who's tolerant to Mineta I can't imagine him getting any hoes much less smashing (at least not on top). It would be like watching a chiwawa top a mastiff. 

"This is some bullshit." You shuffle through various papers on your desk, each containing the receipts of Pro-Hero Grapejuice's celebratory purchases. Most of it was random appliances that could in no way be used on a day-to-day basis, but there were others….a shiver goes down your spine, there were others that were just downright perverted. "What even is a nub tickler?" 

Being an accountant was something you were good at, the numbers came easy and it was interesting to see the income and ways of business that different people in power displayed. Planning meetings and getting the occasional phone call made everything a breeze, but it wasn't what you wanted to do. Or in better words, this was not whom you wanted to work for. Even being number 6 causes the workload to be higher than should be physically possible in the hero world. That's one of the reasons you never gave praise to the rankings because no matter how low in the chain, a hero’s work is always taxing. 

Shifting in your seat you look at the analog clock on your desk. 3:45, you were supposed to come to work at 5:30 which means you once again have no time to sleep. Having these late nights had increased 10 fold whenever Mineta went up in rank even by a little. His way of celebrating was spending his money carelessly and leaving you to fix the balance. Though you supposed it may be your fault for never objecting when he barged in your office showing his trinkets as well as leaving his credit card.

"Yeah, it's time to go." You muttered as you read the words, "Dwarf Cow in the left lot of Wisconsin."

 The next hour, you take a detour from your office for the first time in months. Heading down the hall you watch the walls go from the pale greys to deep purple and violet splotches splattered along the wall before it inevitably melds into solid purple walls as you get closer to the front door of his office.

Hesitantly you knock on the door and wait until a muffled "Come in." Rings through the thick wood. The room itself was just as flamboyant as the walls leading to it. A beautiful fuchsia carpet on the floor made you realize that calling in your two weeks would have been better than walking into the Willy-Wonka factory that was this office. Various spherical decorations hung from the chandelier, and even something as simple as the legs of his desk was made up of crystal spheres.

The man himself sat perfectly balanced on a large purple ball most likely of his own creation, meanwhile, various children sat around him slipping and sliding on smaller balls in an attempt to copy him. "Ah, here is my beautiful assistant!" The compliment made you cringe as you fiddled with the end of the sleep-wrinkled white blouse you had worn for 2 days straight. "Can we talk sir? It is important." Mineta raised an eyebrow at your formal speech before shrugging. 

In an extravagant display of balance, Mineta does a handstand on the ball with one hand before flipping to the other side. "Well kids it's time for me to get done as a hero’s job is never over and blah blah blah the gift shop is giving out free plushies and you can keep your ball." The teacher does her best to usher out her students and the sound of childish screams resound down the hallway even though the door was shut. "How can I help you Y/n?" Mineta offers you his ball to sit on and you reluctantly take the offer as you grate in multiple directions in order to stay afloat. 

Mineta watches you with hidden interest as he interlocks his hands underneath his chin. "I didn't know you even knew my name?" Mineta Laughs exposing his annoyingly perfect teeth. It was hard to associate this face to the pictures you see when you search for his early years. "Of course I know your name, I stole your nameplate off your desk 2 months ago." Ah, so that's where it went  "What was it you wanted to talk about?"

You sighed, "I would like to put in my two weeks." Mineta goes slack-jawed before composing himself "Why?" Mineta looked at you earnestly, completely confused on why you'd want to abandon your post as his secretary- I mean assistant. "Working for you has become a hassle with your lack of financial maturity." Mineta mock shivers, "Oo big words, me no likey." Mineta hops onto his desk as if he weighed nothing more than paper and squats in front of you, "How about this, you don't quit and instead help me learn how to...how did you say it? Be financially mature." You lean back in your chair unconvinced that he was taking this seriously.

With the final nail ready to be hit, Mineta adds, "How about I give you a raise of 10 percent and a promotion?" You stand up in your chair with an eager grin, "That sounds great!" Mineta smirks to himself but you did not pay any mind to it. "Great, how about we discuss this over food, dinner date?" Your internal celebration screeches to a halt, " Dinner Date-" Mineta looks at you shocked, "Dinner date? Great idea, why didn't I think of it myself!?" A firm hand slides you towards the door as Mineta starts a complimentary speech giving you no room to object, "This is why I need you, you're so smart, I wish I was like you, tomorrow at 11?" You sputter trying to slip past his arms, "11 but I-?!" Mineta loudly gasps again, "There you go doing it again I'm so lucky to have you, tomorrow at 11 my treat!"

The door is shut in your face and the sound of the lock clicking seals your fate. What did you get into?

Cut to 4 years later and you are still not sure of that answer. Simply being bis accountant you had a glimpse of his perverted tendencies, but as his girlfriend, it was further exposed to depths you never could have found yourself imagining. You shuffle papers in the printing room as you do your best to ignore the faint tingling sensation in between your legs. Yet another whim you found yourself following on Mineta’s behalf despite the ever-present fear of being caught. The vibrator comes to life before going back down as quickly as it came. You toss a middle finger to the camera in the top corner of the room knowing he was watching.

"Miss L/n, can I ask you something?" You slap your arm down to your side in embarrassment. I hope he didn't see that.  Your coworker walks up to you holding a small stack of papers. "Yes, how can I help you?" The man shows you various forms as he talks, for once you were thankful for Mineta not embarrassing you in front of others. "Oh I see where you went wrong, this right here would be a 20% increase, not 18%." The man applauded you and graciously wrote down your explanation. "Thank you so much, my name is Kaminari by the way." 

"Ah hello, Kaminari, and no worries I'm always glad to help!" You turn back as your papers finally scan through but can't help notice Kaminari lingering. "Say Y/n?" You open your mouth to respond only to close it again as the vibratory comes back to life strongly. "Hmmm?!" Kaminari peers at you, your reaction was strange but he couldn't figure out why. "Um, never mind, have a nice day Miss. Y/n, maybe we can get together over coffee or something?” You shrug turning away from Kaminari in fear of your eyes rolling up. The man sways from foot to foot awkwardly before leaving the printing room. 

Snapping out of your personal flashback, you look over at your fiance signing autographs for his adoring and objectively feminine fan base. While it was extremely unnerving how unknowingly close they were to your home, you weren't resentful of their gushing.

Your engagement and your overall relationship had not been made public in fear of your personal life being exploited by paparazzi. That doesn't mean, however, the next thing you witness doesn't get your blood boiling.

A girl, no older than maybe 22 waltzes up to Mineta with the confidence of Muhammad Ali in a ring match. Her raven black hair fell flawlessly down her back with not a single split end. Almond eyes decorated with precise coal blink rapidly to draw attention to her seemingly natural eyelashes. With 4 inch wedges. a black halter top, and cuffed jean shorts, it was clear she was someone on a mission. She effortlessly pushes past the nearby fans as they stop to quack at her rivaling beauty. A smirk draws itself with her soft pink lips as she hears people muttering around and about her.

"Wow she's so pretty"

"They would look good together just look at them."

"Ugh, such an attention whore, not giving the rest of us a chance!"

"I bet a 20 she's his type."

"Is she famous?"

The chatter comes to a close as the girl hands Mineta a notebook, "Can you sign right here?" Mineta flips open the book and his eyes widen a fraction before he puts on his heroic voice, "Wow it looks like you got all of Japan's heroes in this book!" The girl smiles as she watches Mineta scratch his signature, "Don't be afraid to leave your number in there too Mr. Minoru." Mineta pauses at the statement for continuing his elaborate handwriting, "I don't think that would be very plus ultra of me so I'm gonna have to pass." Smug pride fills your chest as you watch the annoyance cross the girl's face.

Mineta finishes signing and hands her back her book, she, in turn, forces a small piece of paper in his hand before holding his chin and kissing him. At that moment nothing else mattered but beating that bitches ass as you yanked her black hair and dragged her to the ground. "This ain’t Wattpad bitch get your hands off of him!!" You turn to Mineta making him flinch with a sharp glare as you yank her hair again, hopefully pulling a few strands out. "You just gonna let her kiss you and not do anything!?" Mineta stretched his hands towards you cautiously, "Y/n calm down, if you would have given me a chance I would have settled it-" "No, settle it now!"

Your rage is diminished by the judgmental looks coming from the fans and you realize your brazen display was out of order.

"Who is she"

"I think she's the secretary l, so why is she so mad"

"Delusional just cause you're with him all the time doesn't mean you're together"

"I hope he fires her."

"This is why we shouldn't let them in Japan"

The girl whose hair you have in a chokehold stands up unbalanced before pushing your hands from her hair. Satisfied at the disheveled look of her previously perfect strands, you turn to walk back to Mineta, your anger having been sated, "Black Bitch." You turn around and go charging towards the girl again grinning when she flinches. Your rampage is stopped as Mineta wraps his arms around your waist and picks you up, "Sorry for the disturbance, we deeply apologize!"

It's almost comical how your mouth spews vulgarity that would make a sailor blush as Mineta drags you behind your apartment building. He ushers you through the back door leading to the washroom, "I can't believe she'd do that in front of me, and you let her!" Mineta shuts the door quietly, leaning his ear against it to listen out for any lingering fans. You sit on top of a washer still ranting as your blood cools down. "The nerve of some of these people is outrageous, even if she doesn't know about us that is still sexual harassment!"

Mineta doesn't look at you and instead peeks through the blinds lining the washroom windows. "I think they are gone, come on." The two of you sneak out the door and walk at a moderate speed all the way back to your front door. In hindsight, you knew that causing a scene like that was a bold move on your part. If anyone was recording the whole ordeal you knew Mineta’s name and possibly yours would be in the headlines by later this evening. 

As the last one entering, you lock the door behind you, forehead scrunched together with apprehension. "Mineta I'm sorry, I don't know what got into me. I just saw her touching you and saw red." You face away from the door with an earnest look on your face. Mineta has a cheeky look on his face that can only mean trouble. Despite your similar slim build and height, Mineta easily corners you against the door. "I know exactly what got into you." Mineta’s pointer finger taps your nose. "Jealousy."

You sighed, putting your head down nodding, "Yeah, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just-" "shhh." Mineta lips your head back up with a hand under your chin. "It's fine Y/n. It's not like I expected a perfect little cocksleeve like you to be okay with sharing." You stare blinkingly at Mineta. 'Oh, he's in one of those moods huh?' As expected from such a fiend like Mineta, he was quite possibly hard the whole time he was watching you beat that girl's ass, and for some reason that irked you even more. “Mineta I’m being serious.” The words leaving your mouth did not phase Mineta, he holds your hips and pulls you close to him in order for you to feel his bulge. 

“Oh come on, after seeing you be so possessive for me, how can you not expect me to be a lil turned on?” Mineta’s hands circle your ass before slapping it, “Made me feel special.” Rolling your eyes you lean into the lingering kisses he begins to leave on your shoulder. His grip tightens as he shuffles you to the nearest surface. “Makes me feel all giddy inside to know that you do this only for me and no one else.” Minoru unbuttons your dress pants and removes your belt, “But doing that in front of all those people was stupid.” A shiver travels up your arms from the feeling of lips caressing your ear. Mineta dips his hand into your cotton panties and immediately draws attention to your clit.

“Look at me, Mineta Minoru with a girl like you that would fight for me. Who would have thought?” You ball your fists on the table, hanging your head low. “You’re not going to make this easy for me are you?” Mineta slips his other hand beneath your blouse to cup your breasts. Short l  rub down your slit collecting your slick. The feeling was warm and buzzing just underneath your skin, the bastard was well trained on how to slowly but surely bring your pleasure to its peak and hold you there. Your muscles begin to feel more and more like jelly, you sigh “Oh God..” Mineta pushed his body further on yours, rutting against your body. Up until now, his other hand was simply resting on your skin but once impatience overcame him, he used it to pull down your pants. 

“You know this will be in articles tomorrow right?” Two fingers curl inside of you making you squeal, “Y-Yes!” Something hard and slick smacks against your bare ass as Mineta removes the bottom half of his hero costume. “So how are you going to compensate me for what I’ll have to deal with tomorrow?” You turn your head to the back with a small pout on your face, “She shouldn’t have touched you.” Mineta coyly smiles before pressing your head down against the table. “You should have let me handle it.” 

Mineta was an average of 5 inches in length with conservative girth. But so far he’s been the only man that really added proof that size doesn’t matter. Mineta pulls away from you and leans down to riffle through his pants. You hear a crisp pop of a cap being opened and a slick splatter is heard afterward. A shaky breath leaves Mineta’s lips as he lubes his cock up. Penetrating is a struggle at first, the longer it takes for him to push it in the more both of you become frustrated until he finally pulls your waist back against himself. “S-So good!” The pleasure causes his childhood lisp to slip through as he waits for you to acclimate to the stretch. 

You shift your feet when Mineta refrains from moving. "Tsk, you really don't understand the meaning of patience do you?" Your hands suddenly become cool to the touch as Mineta covers them with medium sized spheres temporarily gluing you to the table. "Mineta this isn't fair! Please just a little bit to the left!" Now having you helpless Mineta puts one hand on your back while stroking the base of his cock. "It's not about being fair, it is about teaching a sneaky brat like you to know their place." Mineta begins to move but it's not right, he needs to go more to the left, "Mineta what are you even talking about!?!" 

A sigh leaves Mineta's lips, "Don't think I forgot about that slick shit you tried to pull with Kaminari." Mineta watches your ad shake and bounce everytime your hips meet. Your arms twitch and pull at themselves wanting to find purchase on the flat surface. Groans leave your lips as Mineta comes closer to hitting your spot,  "Slick shit?! Y-You're the one that wanted to do that stupid little piano in the first place!" You couldn't see it but Mineta had a deep seated glare on his face. He loops his fingers underneath his yellow scarf and rolls it around long ways. 

"I'm really tierd of your mouth. What you think because I let you beat that girl out their I'll let you beat me?" The middle of the scarf is put in your mouth and your head is pulled back by it. Mineta holds both ends of the scarf to slam into your cunt. "Just a greedy little bitch aren't you?" You scream into the cloth as Minetas cock finally hits your spot just right. The constant pulling on the corner of your mouth burned everytime the fabric rubbed against the sensitive flesh. Your feet rise to your toes in a fruitless attempt at getting a break from the pleasure. Mineta holds his scarf in one hand and pushes down your waist. "Didnt you want this? Don't run from it now."

Your pussy squelched around his cock the faster he went making you go cross eyed. "Fuck you feel so damn good.  The table rattled and scraped across the floor with every thrust. "oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Your nails scraped the table as you closed your fist, had you had claws it would have been a whole different story. You beared down on his cock, trying, begging to feel more inside of your walls as he moved faster. Suddenly your argument fel worth it.

Mineta knew many things about himself. He knew his birthday, he knew where he was in life, and he knew he had come 6 minutes ago and was bordering hysteria as he pumped his overestimated cock into your wet heat. Each drag made years collect in his eyes.  Tiny whimpers left his lips and his hands squeezed your sides harder and hard.  "So fucking warm. Squeezing down on my dick like that." 

He bowed his head and rested on your back,  kissing the sweaty skin as he pushed through the painful pleasure.  "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Mineta slaps your ass  before pulling out and shoving his fingers inside your pussy. "Cum for me, Y/n. That's it cum on my hands." Mineta's fingers were the only thing that never really grew on him. They were relatively short but thick so even three of them were able to stretch your hole the way you needed. 

"Y-Yes, right there shit!" Your cum drips down his arm soiling the fabric there as you squint around him, "That's it give it to me." Mineta buried his face in your pussy licking you clean like a man starved. It wasn't until you whined did he stop and pull his fingers out. 

Luckily for you, his spheres were just about coming close to their time constraint. You stand up rubbing your wrists and drinking some water Mineta brings you. A snort captures your attention and Mineta holds up his phone, "Not even an hour." Writing in thick bold words read. 

"Obsessive Secretary Snaps on Camera!"

You snort, "I'm the obsessive one huh?" It was going to be a long day tomorrow 

[formenis]

Sfw alphabet with L Lawliet

A/N: I love these things

pairing: L x reader

warnings: none

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Very affectionate but not in public. He thinks these kind of displays were only for him to see and appreciate: pecks on the cheeks, soft hugs and loving words whispered in their ears. Especially the hugs, he loves them.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He would be a wise and protective best friend. L is always there to comfort you, he would give you the best advice or just listen to you when you need to pour out your emotions.

   Friends since the Wammy’s House: if you were a kid raised in Mr. Wammy’s orphanage, L would start talk and play with you because you were as cunning as him, something he really appreciate in other people.

   Friends during work hours: L would hire you during one of his difficult cases. You were quite famous in the police department because of your peculiar method during the investigations. At first he appreciated your approach to work but as time passed your entire being caught his attention.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

As we said before, L loves cuddles and displays of affection in private. In particular, he likes them most after a long day at work (or after solving a complex case). He just loves the feeling of your soft and warm body against his, your hearthbeat would make him fall asleep in few minutes.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

If it wasn’t for his work, he would settle down for sure especially with you. He loves having you around him, you gave him a sense of calmness and peace. About the domestic chores, we know that Watari does them. However, for your birthday or your anniversary, he would try to cook something special for you (only to criticize the recipe later if he fails).

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If you break up with him, he would be devastated, of course. He would work twice or three time harder than before just not to think about you or your ended relationship.

If L breaks up with you, he would be sad anyway. He really loves you, despite the emotionless attitude he shows everyday, but his work is too dangerous for you and he would feel guilty if something happens to you because of him.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Before proposing you, he had to be sure you’re the right person for him. He would marry you after three or four years of relationship just to be sure that you could handle his lifestyle and work. When he is completely sure, he would organise a special dinner just the two of you with your favourite dishes and music.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Extremely gentle both with hands and with words. His touch will be always soft on your skin maybe afraid to break you. And his words would be as much gentle; even during occasional fights, he will not raise his voice, insult you or hit you. Never.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Give this man as much hugs as possible! They’re his soft spot! The feeling of your arms around him, the soft heartbeat against his skin and your parfume...he would live his entire life in your arms.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

After a long logical and complex reasoning (useless with love), he concluded that what he felt inside him was love. However, before saying the L-word he had to be 100% sure you feel the same. Nonetheless, he would say things like “You mesmerize me” or “You make me feel alive”.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He is not the jealous type. Well, not much. He trusts you, a lot, so he had no reason to be jealous if a friend of yours is more outgoing than usual. But if we are talking about Light Yagami...oh, keep that mass murderer away from you.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses would be passionate and full of love. Since he is not used to these affections he would give big importance to simple things like a peck on your cheek.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He loves children and they love him too. He has some sort of charm that attracts children around him (and he loves being surrounded by kids).

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He is insomniac so he rarely sleeps with his s/o. However, when he notices your sad mood before bed time he would gladly stop working to snuggle with you until you fall asleep. The next morning he would be the first to wake up and would spend hours just watching your peaciful sleeping features.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Much like mornings, he usually works at night. His s/o had to be very persistent (and convincing) if they want to spend the night with L. If they succed, L would tell stories about his past cases or random tales just to fall asleep together (you never know the ending because of it!).

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

L is probably the most secretive person in the world. Of course he would wait to reveal things to you (especially if you work with him). He had to be careful because his position as the gretest detective in the world would attract unwanted people. Only after a really long time he will realise you don’t represent a threat to him.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He is as secretive as patient. He doesn’t express anger as the others do like raising the voice, shouting or breaking things. If he is angry he would use sharp words, sarcasm and, as extreme mesure, would use the silent treatment. However, it’s rare (especially with you).

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

L is an observant person. His never-ending stares would be annoying for people but for him it’s something that helps him understanding them. With you in paricular, L would even remember what you wore when you introduced yourself at him or (if you were friends since the Wammy’s House) your favourite toy.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Cooking time. He loves seeing you covered in flour in a desperate attempt to cook his favourite cake. Or when he has dough all over his white shirt when you caught him cooking your favourite dessert. Both of you would burst out laughing.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

This tiny Lawllipop wants his s/o being protected 24/7. Not in an oppressive way, of course, but your safety is very important to him (especially during the Kira case). He would ask you to stay with him as much as you could, to avoid going out by your own (at least stay with Watari) and to use disguise in public.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Knowing how important datas are in a relationship, L remembers everything. But not because he has to please his s/o but because those moments were important to him so he wants to appreciate each goal he reached with his s/o. Dates were his forte, he knows how to amaze you.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

The lack of sleep and the constant sweet based diet. With the first one you managed to find a solution (and his eyebag were not that evident like before thanks to you) but you don’t know what to do with his diet. Luckily Watari promised you he will cook healthy meal for him.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

L concerned with his looks? Nah. He really doesn’t care about his physical aspect or his wardrobe. And his s/o knows it very well because you will love him regardless.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Definitely, especially if you two break up. If he spends too much time without you he couldn’t be as efficient as before and his thoughts will drift from the case to you.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He loves hearing you sing in the shower. It doesn’t matter if you’re in tune or not, he would stay outside the bathroom door just hearing you sing your favourite songs.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

When people say stupid or obvious things. He just couldn’t stand being surrounded by those annoying people (hopefully you’re not like that).

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Sleep habit and “L” in the same sentence? That’s strange. Before you, he didn’t have a real sleep schedule: after something like 103 hours of work he would sleep only 17 hours (and according to Watari “he didn’t sleep much”). But when you entered his life he would definitively sleep like a normal being.