#the worried look on his face would be so pure and precious like– guys i want him to take care of me so bad...

[kelin-is-writing]

how would dabi react if his s/o got sick? like just a cold or a fever so nothing major but i image our poor baby would freak out 😢

- 🥛

dabi x fem!reader

he wouldn’t let it show openly, if not for the frown that makes his forehead crease and the worried gaze that only you can detect, but inside dabi is worried sick because the fever doesn’t seem to want get down despite you taking your medicines, staying warm and resting. he didn’t knew anymore what to do honestly, the sight of you in pain or unwell was genuinely hard to bear for dabi.

as he sat at your bed’s edge he took the thermometer and saw that the temperature was still at 39.7 degrees he looked at you pale; after tucking you in dabi glanced at the clock on the wall seeing that it still took some hours before you could take your medicine, so he grabbed the glass of water on your bedside table handing it to you saying that it’s better to keep yourself hydrates.

when he sees that you can’t even stand properly, dabi moves right beside you and puts an arm around your shoulder helping you slowly to raise your upper body, then he brings the glass to your lips and watches carefully as you drink it making a relieved expression afterwards as the cool beverage soothes your burning throat “you’re sweating, i think it’s better if you dry up and change your clothes.”, he advises moving the blanket and standing up so you can get off bed more easily. he holds out an hand for you to take so to help you stand without falling and starts undoing the buttons of your pajamas’ blouse, you start burning up for another reason and grab his wrists looking up at him flustered while telling the boy you can do it alone, he refuses saying that you’re to weak to even stand properly without having your legs shake like the ones of a newborn deer. so in the end not only dabi has changed you, but he also dried your body with a cool towel and finally put you to bed, demanding gently for you to take off the cold patch attached to your forehead to replace it with a new one.

after he feeds you some porridge and gave you your medicines, he changes into some spare clothes left here after his many visits and then tells you to scoot over so he can get in bed with you resting an arm onto the cushion for your to rest your head on, while his other one is around your waist to hold you closer. his eyes fixes into yours intensely and with worry shining into their depth “if there’s anything wrong or you feel any discomfort, tell me right away okay?”, you nod while looking at him mesmerized by that side of your boyfriend before snuggling against his chest as he rests his chin on top of your head and fall asleep like that.

[lilacgaby]

prohero!bakugo but you, his wife, were kidnapped.

you sat in a dark room, the dripping of water the only sound you heard. your eyes were blindfolded, your hands restrained behind your back as you were bound to a pipe on the floor. the smell of blood filled your nostrils and you resisted the urge to gag.

"she's awake." a strange, gnarly voice you never heard before said, before ripping the blindfold of your eyes, a different man beside him shining a flashlight directly into your face.

you didn't wanna know what you saw in the corner of your eye, unmoving and surrounded by a puddle. but you were broken out of your thoughts by a voice:

"so, girlie, wanna tell us what your husbands weakness is? he put a bunch of our gang in prison some while ago, so we want him dead." a guy with a scar across his face questioned.

as you stayed silent, he pulled your hair, yanking your head forwards to look at him. "answer me, and we won't have to get ugly."

you glared at him, your eyebrows scrunching in annoyance, "no way, eat shit and die." at your words, the man slammed your head against the wall brutally, leaving a dent in the wall, and your head bloodied.

"looks like you'll be trouble huh? i'll ask you again, what's your husbands weakness?"

as you again refused to answer, the other man slapped you across the face. "maybe his next wife will learn to listen. but we'll keep you alive for a bit longer, maybe you'll have a change of heart."

they stood back, admiring their work on you. your nose was broken now, the smell of your own blood apparent to you now as it dripped over your face. your head was pounding as you struggled to stay awake.

"katsuki.." you muttered wearily under your breath, making the two men laugh at you. as you fought off tears off pain.. or was it embarrassment? you didn't know as the two feelings started to blur together.

you knew you just had to hold on. just for a second longer, he'd come for you. the tears dried up but her will didn't, even as the hours passed with no sign of katsuki.

"did your little husband forget you girl? guess you weren't as precious as we thought." the men laughed.

"y-you're wrong. he's coming, and you'll regret this." you mustered, making the men smirk. "oh yeah?"

"fuck yeah." a voice echoed through the compound, accompanied by the sound of a concentrated explosion blasting through the walls.

one of the men, shook up by his sudden appearance, and look of pure unadulterated anger, tried to run off. the other grabbed you, trying to use you as a shield for his next explosion, but katsuki just used it as an opening for a direct hit, sending him flying into the other man, rendering them both useless.

katsuki then ran over to you, untying you from your confines, and looked over you, gently grabbing your face in his hands. "shit, babe.. 'm sorry."

"you came.. i knew you would."

he took you into his arms, getting you back to safety. after this, he'd never want to let you out of his sights again, he just felt so worried, so anxious for what could happen.

but as you two held eachother, the thoughts and fears were all calmed by the feeling of your bodies in tandem.

[forever-rogue]

#19 from the grumpy sunshine tropes with Javi Pena, you write him so well and i feel like this would be perfect 🥹💕

AN | Here we have a few little snippets with grumpy!Javi and sunshine!reader! I pictured agm!Javi and Dulzura, but you don’t have to ready it as them❤️

Pairing | Javier x Fem!Reader 

Warnings | Language

Word Count | 2.1k

Masterlist | Main, Javier

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“Javier,” you groaned as you nudged his leg with yours shaking your head in exasperation, “don’t be such a grump all the time. You’re really bringing down the mood.”

“The mood?” he raised an eyebrow and looked around the living room as though to see who else was around, “what mood? It’s only us.”

“My mood,” you huffed indignantly, gently tossing a throw pillow at him. He’d never once considered owning something as ‘pretentious’ as a throw pillow before he’d met you, but here you were, “don’t bring my mood down or you can sleep on the couch. How about that?”

“Baby,” he’d caught the pillow and tucked it behind his head, “Dulzura. We’re just watching a bad movie-”

“A sweet romantic comedy,” you interjected, “it’s cute!”

“Fine - we’re watching a sweet romantic comedy that is objectively not great and unrealistic,” he looked you over to look at the expression on your face, only to find you struggling to hold back a smile, “but if it makes you happy, we’ll watch all the terrible - good - movies you love. Okay?”

You remained silent for a moment, and Javier grew worried for a few moments that you were somehow still upset. You’d always made fun of him for being a grump but he’d never thought much about it. You wouldn’t really hold that over him, right?

You tossed the blanket off your lap before scooting over to his side of the couch and sat down on his lap. His hands instinctively went to your hips as he held you steady and you put your hands on his shoulders. You put a hand on his face, brushing your thumb over his cheek before pressing a kiss to his lips. 

“My taste in cinema is top notch,” you whispered in his ear, “you’re just a grumpy old man and don’t appreciate these types of things as much as I do.”

“I appreciate you,” he took your jaw in his hand and gently turned your face to his so he could kiss you properly, “which is basically the same thing huh, my little sunshine?”

“Absolutely not,” you teased, wrapping your fingers gently around his wrist, “but I love you so it’s okay. We can agree to disagree on these types of things.”

“Yeah,” he agreed, studying your face with a look nothing short of pure adoration, “we can, Dulzura. I love you too.”

“Smart man, Javier,” you beamed at him, “the best man.”

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“Look at this,” your eyes were wide as you looked around the small cafe in awe. It was nearing Valentine’s day and everything was decorated in pinks and reds, hearts and glitter everywhere. For you, it was like a dream come true - for Javier it was all too much and performative, “it’s precious. I love this place. Oh, we could come back here for brunch on Valentine’s day!”

“It’s…” he trailed off, following you towards the counter to place your order, “something.”

You offered the barista your order, turning to Javier so he could place his. He looked so out of place and unimpressed that it offered you a moment of pause. Maybe you shouldn’t have forced him to come to this place with you. You’d seen this place on your way home from work and thought it might be a fun little outing; you hadn’t thought about how much Javier might dislike it. 

“Sir?” the young barista behind the counter had a huge smile on their face and you just knew that they were a huge extrovert and would have taken any opportunity to have a conversion. Javier kept his face neutral as he stood next to you and quickly offered up his order. They wrote it down and you quickly handed your card over before Javier could even think about it, “you guys can go ahead and take a seat and we’ll bring it right over!”

“C’mon,” you reached for his hand and pulled him towards a table closer towards the back, “we’ll just stay out of the way here.”

He sat down across from you with a concerned expression on his face, “sorry for being a huge ass.”

“You’re not an ass, Javier,” you snorted in amusement as he sat back and crossed his arms over his broad chest, raising an eyebrow, “you’re just not…this vibe. For actual Valentine’s Day we can do something a little more…both of us.”

“Sometimes I wonder how or why you put up with me,” he nudged your leg with his as you rolled your eyes at him, “my little ray of sunshine.”

“First of all I don’t put up with you,” you reminded him pointedly , “I love you and the fact that you’re different from me just makes us work better. But yeah this place is…a lot. Even though it’s cute.”

“Dulzura-”

“But that doesn’t mean that you have to change for me or anyone and I’m not going to change for you either, right?” you were waving your hands around in a way that made Javier smile, a big, genuine smile. You were always so animated and loud and happy; it served to make him happy too. Before you could say anything else your coffees and pastries were dropped off with a bit of razzle dazzle, “I don’t that…of course there’s things we’ll have to work on and comprise eventually but ultimately-”

“Relax,” he reached across the table and put your hand on top of his, “I know what you mean, baby.” 

“Okay,” you took a sip from your coffee, take a moment to savor the sweetness, “I know I can be a lot sometimes, but if its ever…too much, you know you can tell me. I don’t want to-”

“I love you and your lotness,” he promised, “and I don’t ever want you to change.”

“Are you-”

“Positive,” he promised, taking a sip from his own black coffee. You always teased him about having terrible taste in coffee but he would just then make fun of you for cream with a hint of coffee, “stop worrying so much.”

“Fine!” you agreed with a laugh, “thank you for suffering through this with me. I love you.”

“I love you too,” he grabbed your cup and took a sip of it and his face almost immediately contorted into a frown, “but I’ll never understand why you like this stuff. That we can always disagree on.”

“Agree to disagree!”

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Javier looked around the kitchen and cringed slightly. It looked like a dessert bomb had gone off and exploded all over the place. But at least the cake he’d been making, or attempting to make rather, was in the oven. If he started cleaning now, he theoretically should have everything cleaned up before you got home. You couldn’t kill him if the kitchen was clean, right? He hoped so anyway. 

He grabbed the tea towel and flung it over his shoulder before assessing the situation. While he was making his mental game plan, he was too absorbed in his thoughts to hear you open the door. 

“Javi?” you called out to him softly as you walked to the kitchen, curious as to what the delicious smell was. Unfortunately, he hadn’t heard you, but you found him, standing in the middle of the mess that was your kitchen. Your jaw dropped as you looked around; this was going to take a while to clean properly, “what the hell?”

Your voice was barely above a whisper, as you spoke more to yourself than anything else. This much he heard and he whipped around to look at you with a worried expression, “dulzura, I…you weren’t supposed to be home for another hour!”

“I finished work early,” you could see that he was trying to usher you out of the kitchen, holding out his arms to try and block you from seeing everything. But you’d already seen it all, “Javi-”

“Just…go on and relax and take a shower or something-”

“Javier,” you slipped under his arm so you could see everything up close and personal. You could feel your eye twitch as you took in the crazy scene. You stepped over to the oven and peeked inside - at least that much smelled good, “what is that?”

“Umm…it’s supposed to be a cake…isn’t that obvious?” you looked back at him and found him offering you a nervous, tentative little smile. Your heart melted at that, “I didn’t mean to make such a mess…it just sort of happened. I’m sorry…”

“You made a cake?” you looked at him with wide, soft eyes, “whatever for?”

“For you,” he stated as though it was so obvious. You supposed, really, that it was obvious, “I was just trying to surprise you.”

“That’s…you’re…” you waved your hands around as you tried to find the right words, “I love you. So much.”

Before he could say anything else, you threw your arms around him and pulled him in for a tight hug. It took a moment for his brain to catch up before he hugged you back, “I love you too, Dulzura.”

When you pulled back, you kissed sweetly, leaving him longing for more, “you’re a grump sometimes, you know? But you’re my favorite grump.”

“Hmm,” he hummed in content, “I’ll clean up the mess.”

“Don’t stress about it,” you insisted, “I’ll help you.”

“You don’t-”

“I’ll help you,” you repeated, taking his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze, “okay?”

“Okay,” he agreed, grinning when you grabbed the towel from over his shoulder, “and then cake.”

“And it better be good!”

“And if it’s not?”

“If it’s not…it’ll still be great because you went through all the trouble of making it,” you reassured him, “and you’re really hot so that just makes everything better.”

That caught him off guard and caused him to laugh loudly as you shrugged innocently, “thanks Dulzura. Don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You’d suffer terribly,” you grabbed another tea towel and tossed it at him, “now let’s get this place clean so we can eat cake!”

[darkestspring]

How did Aegon’s platonic yandere tendencies start?

it started off slowly, aegon was curious about his second youngest sibling. he'd never really connected with helaena or aemond, he barely considered them his siblings so he wanted to meet you, out of pure curiosity.

You were so small??? just a small baby lying in that crib as you babbled and wriggled around. You looked up as you noticed him, purple eyes staring up at him blinking.

He thought you'd cry, and he'd leave and that would be the end of it but you smiled as you peered up at him, hands reaching out for him and he stayed, letting you latch onto his hand.

You were so happy to see him, you'd be the first. No one was ever happy to see him.

Throughout the years it started off slowly, it started off as protectiveness. You always always happy to see him. "Brother!" You always called out to him so happily as you raced after him, ignoring the scoldings to not run.

You were so precious, his lovely sister. You never lost your happiness at seeing him, it made him want to keep that smile forever. You were his sister. Helaena and Aemond most likely didn't like him, he didn't like them either and daeron. Daeron wasn't even a thought.

Protectiveness turned to overprotectiveness when your mother's scolding brought you to tears once. He had heard your sobs as your mother relentless scolded you for skipping your lessons in efforts of searching for Aegon.

"Again! Why must you go against my every word! It's bad enough that I have one child that never listens to me, now I have you to worry about as well?!" Alicent paid no mind to your tears but he only stopped once Aegon positioned himself in front of you.

"That's enough." He hissed at her, Alicent looked taken aback by his defense of you but her face hardened and you flinched as you heard the smack of her hand connecting with Aegon's cheek.

"Why can't my children just listen to me?!"

"B-Brother?" You sniffled as you peered up at him as your mother stormed away, your hands clutched at his shirt. You saw the red mark and a sob tore from your throat.

"It's okay, don't cry. Brother's right here." He soothed you softly as you clung to him. Aegon had never considered going against his mother until he saw you crying. You looked better when you smiled. He didn't like seeing his sister sad.

He didn't care if he was beaten, as long as you were happy and smiling then he didn't care.

overprotectiveness turned to murderous intent when he saw a knight sneaking into your room.

That guy? Did he really think himself worthy of you? You who shines like all the stars in the sky and smiles as brightly as the sun? No one would ever be worthy of you, especially not this fucking nobody knight.

Did aegon feel shame over killing him? No, he deserved it. Did he feel shame over getting blood all over your clearly loved room? Yes, because he knew it would be hard to explain away. But he did it all for you.

because you were his beloved sister

[carakook]

The Astronaut ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

"He feels like he’s an Astronaut who discovered a new moon colored in shades of your love, beautiful little stars surrounding it with Saebyeol’s precious little face in every single one. He has no idea how he got so lucky."

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✧Pairings: dad!Kim Seokjin x mom!reader

✧Synopsis: Being new parents is hard, most of the time it’s much harder on the mom than the dad… Kim Seokjin would silently argue that isn’t always the case. Today your baby had her first round of shots, and Jin is a mess after seeing her cry. Dramatic and blubbering, you have to comfort the poor man before he turns into a baby himself.

✧Genre: Romance/Comedy/Fluff

✧Word count: 2k+

✧Warnings: Lots of talk about babies!!! Mother and fatherhood, crying, Jin being dramatic and sappy, no smut so this one is fairly tame! Talks of labor and delivery, immunization/vaccination talk (it isn’t that serious I promise), fluffy fluff fluff, lemme know if I missed anything!

✧Disclaimer: This story in no way reflects the characters of those who are mentioned. It is pure fiction and for entertainment purposes only. Please don’t take it seriously. Nothing is real in this story.

✧A/N: Here is my second request! This was a request for Jin being a dad with major fluff. It is exactly that lol. I hope you guys enjoy this lil Drabble/one shot, poor Jin. By the way…. I fucking miss Jin??? Daddy Jin better get his ass home soon I stg 😭 love you guys!

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“Jin, Jesus, please come out of the damn bathroom.”

You wait with your forehead pressed against the bathroom door, have half a mind to fucking bang your head against it at this point honestly. Because Jin, in Jin fashion, is being so goddamn dramatic.

It hasn’t been long since you’ve both became parents, and although it wasn’t exactly planned, you’re both so fucking happy. Never have been happier.

But with becoming a parent, also comes a lot of mixed emotions. For you, of course your hormones are at an all time high after giving birth, so you’re extra sensitive. The mood swings are volatile; one moment you’re crying because your daughter hiccuped and it was too cute, the next moment you’re on the verge of committing murder because Jin looked at you the wrong way.

But even then, you’re overwhelmed with joy. Sure, the emotions give you whiplash, but it’s worth it.

Jin, however, sometimes you swear he’s more dramatic than you are. Like today, he’s a fucking mess. Today marks two weeks of you giving birth, which means you had to take your daughter, Saebyeol, to get her checkup… which also means she had to get some of her immunization shots.

Jin did not handle this well at all.

Of course the baby cried, every baby does, even adults do when getting shots; who likes getting poked with a sharp needle? But you were easily able to calm her down after the shots were done by feeding her and holding her.

It’s now been three hours since the appointment, and Jin is still in the fucking bathroom, crying like a little baby himself.

You swear that he has become more sensitive than you most days. The moment Saebyeol cries, so does Jin. If she seems upset, so is Jin. If she’s hungry, Jin is on your ass saying ‘feed my baby, you’re starving her!’

It can be sooo fucking irritating… but also, it’s the cutest fucking thing, especially since Jin is usually so calm and collected in situations like these; he’s always been the level headed one.

Your entire pregnancy, he was the level headed one. When you were worried about something being wrong with the baby, or you started nesting and fretting over every little thing around your home, Jin was there to reassure you and calm your worries. Even during delivery, he was there to soothe you; you have no idea how the man managed to stay completely calm when you sounded as if you were actually dying before getting the epidural; but he did. And he was calm the entire time…

Until he saw Saebyeol.

The moment Jin laid his eyes on her, it’s like that calm demeanor never even existed. He was a fucking mess. He started bawling his eyes out, repeating over and over again, ‘Oh my god, my baby, my star, she’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen,‘

After that, it didn’t stop. Two weeks later and he’s still as sensitive and protective as ever. He’s so in tuned with both you and Saebyeol’s moods and emotions, it’s as if he takes them on himself. Whatever you’re both feeling, he feels too, but ten times the amount.

More so Saebyeol’s than yours.

Which is why he is having a fit in the bathroom right now. Of course he was a wreck at the appointment, the man looked as if he wanted to punch the nurse in the face. And yes, he cried, immediately snatched Saebyeol up after the shots which caused you to have to pry her out of his arms so you could feed her. ‘But they hurt my poor baby! It’s so cruel, she’s in pain…’

God, so dramatic. But oh so sweet.

On the ride home he was crying on and off. Has been even since you both got home and Saebyeol went down for a nap. You couldn’t quite understand why, and he was being so stubborn about it. Kept saying it’s stupid and he doesn’t want to talk about it.

It is kind of stupid… but also, seeing Jin cry is almost as bad as seeing Saebyeol cry, because Jin doesn’t cry often at all. It’s heartbreaking to see this calm man breakdown over something so small.

“Jin, please, you’re starting to worry me. Can you tell me why you’re so torn up at least? Just come out of the bathroom, I’m gonna go insane…”

You try to coax him out. He did end up calming down after you both got home, but it didn’t last long because he walked in to check on Saebyeol after she fell asleep (he has a habit of compulsively checking on her, has woken her up more than once at this point doing it.) and he broke down again. But this time, the tears didn’t stop, and he ended up locking himself in the damn bathroom like a child.

What really happened, was he saw the little bandaid on Saebyeol’s arm and he lost it again. He remembered the little pout she made before she started wailing from the prick of the needle, and then he remembered the wailing, and then the sniffling, and ugh he couldn’t take it.

So yes, he is indeed in the bathroom crying. Because how dare they hurt his precious little girl? It was necessary, of course, but still, how dare they? The only reason he’s in the bathroom is because even he knows damn well how dramatic he’s being. Jin has always been a bit dramatic, it’s just part of who he is, but this time he can’t help it. And he doesn’t want to bug you with his blubbering, he knows you’re going through enough postpartum as it is, he doesn’t want to add to your stress.

But his poor baby, his poor little star got pricked with a mean needle, and he just can’t get her sad little face out of his head.

“Just give me a minute, I need to cry.”

You groan, because he’s said this four times now. You get it, he needs to cry, everyone does sometimes. Being a new parent is hard and it’s normal to be sensitive and a bit over worried about your baby. But can’t he at least explain?

“Ok, but what exactly are you crying about? She’s fine now, sound asleep as if it didn’t even happen…”

You try once more to coax him out as you speak through the door. He knows you’re right, she’s fine now, but can’t a man cry over his little girl getting hurt?

“She looked so sad… I could die, I swear, I don’t ever wanna see her cry like that again.”

You want to snort at this, because you know damn well Saebyeol will cry much worse than she did today at some point. As babies grow into toddlers, it’s inevitable that they get hurt sometimes. You can’t even imagine how he’s gonna react when she has her first fall or first knee scrape.

“Jin, baby, she’s a baby too… she’s gonna cry. She’s gonna get hurt. And she’s also gonna be ok.”

“I am not a baby. I am a father who is in distress about his baby being hurt!”

Dramatic mother fucker… literally.

“Ok, ok, I know, I know. Just come out of the bathroom, let me love on you and make you feel better.”

He sniffles at this, is starting to feel his tears dry up as he swipes at his eyes. He feels selfish for his reaction, and also a little childish at how he’s locked himself in the bathroom. But god, he’s just worried. Worried about Saebyeol, worried about you too. He doesn’t want you to think he doesn’t care about your feelings, he knows you’re going through it far worse than him.

But he could use a hug.

So reluctantly, he gets off of the toilet seat, pads over to the bathroom mirror above the sink and tries to readjust his pitiful tear stained expression, and then opens the bathroom door.

Seeing you just makes him start to cry again.

You immediately get on your tiptoes to wrap your arms around his shoulders, put your fingers in his hair, and bring him in for a close embrace. “Oh baby, such a mess…” you coo at him.

He buries his face in the crook of your neck and sniffles again so pitifully, taking in your comforting scent. He’s starting to think that somehow your pregnancy hormones have worn off on him, because now he isn’t crying because of Saebyeol, but because of you and how fucking pretty motherhood looks on you.

“Fuck, I’m sorry Y/N. I have no idea what the hell is wrong with me…”

You kiss the top of his head and tsk at him, “Don’t apologize, you’re just a dramatic baby is all. S’fine. Just hate seeing you cry.”

He grunts into the crook of your neck, “I am NOT. I’m just a father. A father with a precious baby and beautiful wife. Can’t handle it. Don’t know what I did to deserve you two…”

Your heart both warms and breaks at the same time, because Jin deserves everything. Seriously, he has been so good to you, has given you everything you could ever wish for in life and in a relationship. He works hard for you, for Saebyeol, and for himself too. He deserves all the good things, and you wished he wasn’t so humble about it.

He doesn’t agree. Jin has always been an incredibly cocky man, loves himself so much. Has always loved himself more than anyone else… until you came along and stole his heart. He lived selfishly before you, served himself and was proud of his accomplishments. But as time went on, he learned to live selflessly, and everything he did was for you.

He never imagined he could love anything more than you, but then you got pregnant, and you had his child. He is so full of love that he can’t handle it sometimes. He feels like he’s an Astronaut who discovered a new moon colored in shades of your love, beautiful little stars surrounded it with Saebyeol’s precious little face in every single one; its why he wanted to name her Saebyeol. He has no idea how he got so lucky.

“You deserve it more than anyone Jin. So stop crying. Me and Saebyeol are happy and healthy, you should be too.”

“I am— that’s the issue, I am so happy and I have no idea how to handle it. Makes me a goddamn mess.”

You pull back a bit, flat on your feet again as you bring your hands to his forehead and brush his hair out of his face. Smile at him sweetly. God, you got lucky with him too.

“That’s ok. But maybe don’t cry over every little thing, yeah? You’re stressing me out.”

You’re only joking, of course. You’re thankful he cries, even if it breaks your heart; it shows he’s comfortable with his emotions. You just wanna make him laugh a bit, scold him playfully.

He huffs at you and pulls away, flicks his hair even as he sniffles, “Yeah, yeah, whatever. At least I didn’t cry when they forgot the ranch at McDonalds.”

You feign offense, pinch his arm as you huff at him, “Hey! I was pregnant and needed that ranch!”

You both start giggling at each other, which doesn’t last long because Jin’s crying seems to have woken up Saebyeol, judging by the little noises you hear coming from her nursery.

Thank fucking god she isn’t crying.

He gives you a sheepish look, “Oops.”

He isn’t sorry though, not really. He’ll never admit it, but sometimes he will consider waking Saebyeol up on purpose just so he can see her pretty little smile… but he never does, knows his precious little star needs her sleep, and his beautiful moon needs a damn break.

Doesn’t stop him from getting giddy when she finally does wake up, though.

You both walk into Saebyeol’s nursery, and there she is, cooing at nothing while she sucks on her fingers.

“Ugh! She’s starving, do you ever feed her?!”

He immediately rushes over to her as if the kid hasn’t ever been fed properly. Sometimes you wanna smack him, because you feed her literally so many times a day. There’s no way the little thing is actually staving.

But again, he’s dramatic. One of the things you’ve learned to just deal with, especially when it comes to his star.

You roll your eyes as you watch him pick her up and coddle her. But your eyes warm quickly when you see the adoration in his eyes as he holds her. He really does love her so much, loves you too, you’re both his entire universe.

She lets out the tiniest giggle at his pouty face, a smile following as she reaches up to touch his cheek curiously.

“She’s so pretty. Just like me.”

Yeah, ok, you roll your eyes again. Because of course Jin would say some shit like that while looking so serious about it.

“Yah, what about me?” You pout at him as you cross your arms, lean over a bit to look at Saebyeol as he holds her.

He waves his free hand at you, “Yeah, sure, you’re pretty.”

You’d definitely smack him on the head if he wasn’t holding Saebyeol right now.

But of course he’s kidding. He thinks next to Saebyeol, you’re the prettiest girl in the world. Could stare at you for hours, wishes he could imprint your face on his brain so everything looks like you.

He smirks at you, bumps his shoulder into yours, “Seriously babe, you’re pretty. Prettiest ever. But I guess that’s expected, I’m world-wide handsome, you know? Of course I’d have the prettiest wife and daughter.”

You cackle at this, because it is so sweet, but such a Jin thing to say. Of course he’d make you feel like the prettiest girl in the world, while also reminding you he is the prettiest man in the world.

Your cackle doesn’t last long though, because Saebyeol starts whining. She’s hungry, not starving like Jin swears she is, but she is hungry.

“Oh, poor baby, such a hungry baby, daddy will feed you, don’t you worry… won’t let mommy starve you.”

You glare at him as you walk away to prepare the bottle for Saebyeol, mutter a few unsavory words under your breathe.

Time to feed the baby before the other baby has another fit.

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“Look, here’s the thing. I never asked to fall in love with you. Before I knew it, it had already happened.” A breathy chuckle slips past your lips, wiping away the stinging tears from the corner of your eyes. 

You’re greeted with silence, and you hold on for a while longer before pulling the phone away from your ear with confusion in your eyes. “Hello?” You call out one more time, but Donnie doesn’t respond. 

You frown slightly, trying not to let it get to you more than the entire day already had. You hang up, shoving your phone back into your pocket with a heavy sigh.

Donnie’s stunned into pure silence by your confession, about to speak when you hang up. The monotonous dial tone is all he can hear. “Hello? Y/n? You there?”

He stares at the screen of his T-Phone with a small frown, his heart heavy at the precious secret you had so easily divulged to him with a simple question. His shoulders sag with a single sigh, sitting in his chair and holding his head in his hands. 

He had some thinking to do.

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“Thanks, Leo, but I’m fine. Yeah, I’ll visit you guys soon. Pizza? Sure, I’ll get some along the way. Do you want Hawaiia-” You pause, shaking your head with a brief chuckle. “Sorry, do you want the usual pepperoni?”

You can hear the cries of happiness from Mikey in the background; the prospect of more pizza is always a reason for his euphoria. You would never understand how they never got tired of eating the same food over and over. But then again, not many would understand you being friends with four teenage mutant ninja turtles, either.

Well, it’s more like three now. 

You don’t know what you and Donnie are anymore. It’s been a couple weeks since you last spoke to him, your last form of contact with him having been that rather devastating phone call. 

“And, y/n,” You hear the hesitation in Leo’s voice, but also the tinge of worry and care. “I don’t really know what happened with you and Donnie, but…Could you spare just a moment to see him tomorrow? Please?”

You sigh. Your brows furrow, mulling over your options. 

“Pleaseeeee?” 

Damn it. You’re vulnerable to his pleas; the soft spot you have for the leader of the bunch now is like a sore thumb that keeps getting slammed on.

“Fine.” You cave so easily, knowing that if he ever begged you again, you’d give in all the same. Damn those brothers and their manipulative tactics.

You hang up, the empty silence of your room greeting you in place of Leo’s voice. You lay on your side, staring at the slightly brownish spot on your wall where you had accidentally smeared paint when having a painting session with Donnie. 

The usual logical turtle was cute when he tried artistic things, his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth as he tried to trace an outline of your face. He had to get the angles right, the shading perfect, and even the shapes. It was the most adorable thing you’d ever seen.

You wince when your heart squeezes with a hollow pang in your chest, lips quirked into a sad smile at the memory as you doze off to sleep.

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“I smell pizza.” Mikey suddenly sits up from his lazy position on the couch with wide eyes, his keen sense of smell only ever activated in such moments.

“What? Oh, that must be y/n.” Leo greets you with a warm smile as you walk in with a piping hot box from Papa Louie’s. 

“Special delivery,” You grin, embracing Mikey in a gentle hug. He reciprocates it with genuine affection but sneakily grabs the cardboard box out of your hands with a pleased smile. “I’ll just lighten your load real quick, dudette.”

You watch Mikey leave to the kitchen with a chuckle and shake of your head, having missed your bundle of sunshine the past few days. Leo walks up to you, and you give him a simple nod.

“How’ve you been?” He asks. The nature of his question is innocent, yet you find your mood instantly shifts to a more sombre one. You shrug, subconsciously averting your gaze to look around the living room.

“Been better, I suppose.” You answer, your lips curving into a smile when you see Raph leaving the dojo. “Heyya Red.” You greet his tired form, the tough teddy bear straightening his posture at the greeting. 

“Pipsqueak,” He acknowledges, coming over to give you an affectionate noogie. You giggle, shoving him away with a laugh of protest. “Don’t make us worried like that again.” He warns you, though his eyes are gentle.

You smile sheepishly, nodding in response. “I smell pizza.” He states abruptly, his stomach letting out a rather noisy grumble. “Mikey better not have gotten the left slice.” He mutters, rushing off to the kitchen.

You turn back to face Leo, who’s rolling his eyes with a nonchalant expression, though his gaze turns soft when he looks back at you. “We’ve all been worried.” He mentions quietly. 

You’re instantly wrecked with guilt, as if a large truck had just rammed into you with full force. 

It’s not a pleasant feeling.

“You’re right,” You sigh, running your fingers through your hair and smoothing out the tangles. “I’m sorry.”

His arms are crossed, but his tense shoulders relax once he hears your sincere apology. “Have you been eating regularly?” He questions. 

You lift your shoulders in a shrug. “Meh.”

Leo frowns at this information, dragging you into the kitchen where Raph and Mikey are, for once, peacefully enjoying their slices of pizza. However, once Mikey reaches over to the left side with fingers of anticipation, Raph smacks it away with a stern frown. 

“Ow! I don’t get what’s with you and the left side of the pizza….” Mikey sulks, crossing his arms with a huff. 

“Left side’s better,” Raph states with a knowing smile, eyeing you as you walk in behind Leo. “Haven’t eaten?” He guesses, smirking when you duck your head with an embarrassed flush that creeps up your neck.

“Should’ve gotten an extra large.” You murmur, only half the pizza left in random slices. You pick up a piece, humming happily when you bite down on the gooey, stringy cheese. The tangy tomato sauce hits all the right spots on your tastebuds, and the flaky yet chewy dough is absolute heaven to your stomach. 

The only thing it’s missing is pineapples.

Your smile falters yet again at the unintentional reminder of Donnie, glancing around. Where was he, anyway? He’d never let Mikey get the last piece. 

However, the youngest is already scarfing it down, Leo luckily grabbing a slice just in time and setting one aside for Splinter. You’re hesitant to voice out your question, but Mikey already answers it before you even ask.

“Man, Dee’s still stuck in his lab, huh?”

“How long has he been in there?” You question softly, having stood up to wash your hands at the sink.

“...Ever since you left the lair that day.” 

Raph’s response makes you still, the running water cascading over your cold hands and splashing into the drain. Your eyes widen for a brief moment, but you take a breath to compose yourself. You turn, shutting off the tap and drying your hands with a tea towel.

“Alright,” You huff, already recalling Leo’s plea from the night before, “I’ll go check on him.”

You head to the lab, your palm laid flat against the cold metal door. You take a shaky breath, steeling your nerve and walk in with a push of the door. It swings open slightly, revealing Donnie at his desk with his welding mask on.

“I said I’m not hungry.” He calls out with an emotionless voice, aiming his blowtorch at the next few bits sprayed out on the table. You take a step forward, then another.

“I can tell.”

You can see his entire body stiffen, instantly shutting off the blowtorch and taking off his welding mask with wide eyes. 

“Y/n?”

“In the flesh,” You joke, trying to keep the mood light. His face is slimmer, you note. He’s lost weight since the last time you saw him. His skin is a paler shade of green, fingers trembling as he sets down the mask.

How long has it been since his last meal?

You don’t know, but seeing him like this broke your heart all over again.

“H-hey,” He’s fidgeting with the wrench on his desk, his voice a tad bit more nervous than usual. Your eyes soften, regret starting to take the form of a painful lump in your throat you find impossible to swallow down. 

You should’ve never confessed.

You could’ve lived the rest of your days with him as your best friend, even if he was happy with someone else.

You had to put an end to it. You needed him back. Not this Donnie, your Donnie.

“Hey, Don?” He looks up at the familiar nickname you used to call him so endearingly with.  You take another breath, finding the strength in yourself to utter the words you’ve been planning to say once you see him again.

“About the confession…Don’t worry about it. I realized it was just an infatuation I had. I know I’m asking a lot from you, but do you think…maybe we could become friends again?” You ask hesitantly, leaning against his desk.

You hold out your hand, waiting patiently for his response and hoping, just hoping, that he’d say yes.

Your shoulders relax from the hidden tension that’s coiled in every muscle in your body, and an exhale filled with nothing short of relief huffs past your lips. You look up with a warm smile, though your eyes are slightly timid.

And there he was. Your Donnie, the same old twinkle back in his eyes. A glimmer of hope fills his chest, looking down at his hand in yours. 

“Friends?”

“Friends.” You confirm with a chuckle. “If it helps, I have a date this Friday I was hoping you could help prepare me for.”

And just like that, that same hope is instantly snuffed out.

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Sugar Plum Love

  Summary: You and Edward have been roommates for a while and you love everything he has done for you. Recently you have broken up with your long term boyfriend, and he couldn’t help seeing you fall apart. 

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Characters: Edward Nashton x fem! Reader (Y/N)

Subject: lots of soft dom, Pure Fluff, romance scenario, Kissing, something very light, mostly cute dialogue, crying, light cursing, MINORS DNI, 18+ ADULTS

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Words: 1.1k

Side notes: (Grammar apologies) I wrote this late at night, but I loved this scenario. So cute... I’ll try to edit it as much as I can heh heh …  But I miss my Eddie munchkin fandom  *sighhh* remember batman II won't be out until 2026 😭

You sat at your kitchen table with a tube of ice cream in your hand and the tv remote in the other. Anything to block out your asshole ex would be great right about now. Most of your ice cream began to melt a little from you constantly mixing it in circular motions.  Your phone vibrates from an unknown caller. The message came through from a different number from her ex. Without rolling your eyes you answer.

“What?” you scold.

“We aren’t together anymore, right?” you rolled your eyes holding your phone.

 “I said I was sorry for cheating ok? Come on everything we've been through? Give me another chance, babe pleasee” he didn’t sound genuine at all. You sigh a big relief and give a blank “No” before landing your device beside you.  You exhaled a bit before a wisp of despair rushed over you.

“Don’t cy, don’t cry” you whisper before little tears welled up in the corner of your eyes. You hear a click of a door and wipe your cheeks clean. 

“Oh hey Eddie you’re back early” you tried to hide your pink cheeks from him.  “Um no not really, I always come back here around this time.”

“Wow (Y/N) what happened to you?” Are you ok? Why are your cheeks so red (Y/N)?” Eddie sat his backpack down before coming over to you.   

"No don’t worry about me Ed I’m ok I just needed some time to think that’s all” you begin to cry even more. Eddie already knew who did this to you. It was that asshole ex of yours always taking you for granted. He had noticed this has been going on for a while now and couldn’t stand him at all. Ever single ounce of his being wanted to mash that guy into a million different pieces if he could. He didn’t deserve you at all. Every phone call or text you would send  goes unnoticed or unanswered for hours even days before getting a reply. It was bound to happen that you both were going to break up anyhow. Why would Edward pray upon the downfall of his lover? He only wanted to see you happy too, but.. With him. So he just stuck it out until eventually you came crawling back to him. Eddie pushed his glasses up and slowly placed your soft head against his chest. He softly stroked the crown of your hair while shushing you. You bury your face in his heavy sweater inhaling in his scent. If anyone else was there for you it was always him. The only common guy who made sense in all of this mess.

“Don’t cry sweetheart” Eddie whispered. Anger boiled inside of him. Edward of course couldn’t let this slide, or go under the radar. But somehow he needed to figure out what he could do to stop his little precious girl from crying. He’ll take care of him later.  You close your eyes and listen to his sweet hums.

“I’m sorry you had to see me like this” you look up at him. “No no no don’t bother” Edward cusped your cheeks together. He wiped a tear away before sitting in the chair next to you. Your smooth soft hair felt so delicate to his touch. It smelled like beautiful coconut shells and lavender.

“(Y/N)” Edward softly pulled a curl around your face. “Mmm?” you moaned. “Um.. You know what I’m about to say right?”

“What exactly?” you questioned.

“You deserve someone better than him.”  “Yea I know” you whispered.

“So why put up with it? You’re so smart, kind, and beautiful and funny”  

 “Well I thought he was the one, He was everything I thought I needed in a guy. But hey I guess that proved me wrong.” There was a silent pause before you continued. Edward looked down for a moment and wondered what else he could do to make you feel better. “You know something Eddie?” You smirked and bit your lower lip.

“Yea?” he looked into your eyes so innocently. “I think the guy I needed in my life was someone like you” you giggle a bit.

“Really?” his pulse began to race wondering what was happening.  

 “I-I think you’re just telling me that” he stuttered. “Eddie, you've been with me through a lot of things, and I can’t imagine living here without you. You’ve made my life so much easier. All the late night dinners, laundry and car rides you’ve arranged for me.” You hold his cheek in your hand and turn his beautiful eyes toward you.

“Don’t you think so?” “I think we both share love for each other more than we realized.    

 “I agree" You locked eyes with him and leaned in to kiss his lips. Edward's heart races even harder feeling this intimacy he’s never felt before. This wasn’t Edward’s first time kissing a girl since he’s had other hookers in the past but with you he felt an immense fire and spark he’s been dying to feel between you both.  Eddie sucked your bottom lip to gain more access to your luscious lips. You moan even more not realizing how dominant he could be. Eddie pecked both of your hot cheeks and held your delicate hands into his. He rubbed your fingers massaging any knots that stressed his lover out.   

“For now on and always, I’ll be the one by your side (Y/N)”. You chuckled a bit.

“Now I’m crying from happiness” you teased. Eddie grinned and grazed your chin.

“That’s how it always should be sugar plum”  

“I say we forget that loser and let me take care of you mm?” Edward wiped another tear from across your face.

“Are you sure about it? I’m a grown woman I can take ca-” Eddie stopped you mid sentence.   “Don’t worry about it baby, I got you” Eddie pecked lips. “For now let’s go get some rest” Eddie pulled you by your hand and guided you to your bedroom.  

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[murder-cookie-dust393]

This might be an odd brainrot but hear me out. How much of a world of pain would they be in if say... five cookies were to try to rescue S/O from the clutches of a Yandere Pure Vanilla Cookie?

Ok so I’m a bit confused on the wording…so I might not have completely understood. (No blame- I’m just a little dum dum)

I’m not sure who “they” was meant to be, but I’m gonna assume it’s the 5 cookies???

Ok so the 5 cookies…I don’t think it was specified so I’m just gonna spin the wheel-

We got:

KniGHT CooKie

BLACK RAISIN(????)

MOONLIGHT (SCREAMING)

Captain Caviar ✨

ALMOND TOO?? (BRO THIS WHEEL IS WILD)

Mkay so we got 2 Dilfs, a pretty princess who will beat you up, a cookie without a limb and loves birds, and…a knight.

(We should make this a game- just spin the wheel and see which cookies fight against Yan whoever lmao)

Tw: kidnapping, mention of ‘blood’, Pure Vanilla is literally insane, MC gets restrained

Ok so I know Moonlight is def stronger than Pure Vanilla so let’s ist say they’re equal for the sake of convenience.

The team of the 5 cookies were absolutely worried when their good friend literally just got kidnapped by so called “Cookie of pure hope”. What had made the healer so fucking salty that he had to kidnap them??

Thanks to Almond’s ultimate detective skills, the group had managed to find the king. He was cradling MC so tightly, like a deranged madman as his maniacal eyes stared at them.

Poor MC was quivering with fear, their arms bound to their sides. Everything about their expression screamed help.

“…Why are you here? There is no need to attack, they are simply delighted to be in arms.”

Not writing on my laptop so it’s orange ;-;

“PURE VANILLA! I demand you release them immediately! You know what happens if you don’t!”

For once, Moonlight was far from calm, a look of anger crossing her face. She glared at the blonde cookie as if he were vermin.

“Haha! Never.”

He sarcastically laughed, before frowning again, holding MC tighter to his body.

“…My king, what has happened to you?”

Black Raisin was horrified to see healer so troubled. He didn’t look like himself, his heart seemed to be…cold, for once.

“Love changed me. I realized I needed to be harsher against this cruel world who labels my love as ‘insane obsession’.”

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“That’s because it is! A sane cookie wouldn’t kidnap someone for the sake of love! Your heart is tainted, Pure Vanilla!”

Knight Cookie charged for Pure Vanilla, but his sword was deflected by a sudden object. The knight flew back slightly by the impact, falling down.

Almond helped him stand, and the group saw a big ass Vanilla flower monster, its body towering over behind Pure Vanilla and MC.

(I’m literally bullshitting this story help-)

“Haha…This little guy here is a prototype. Since my magic isn’t for combat, I decided to make myself a guard to help me out here. He’s a good boy isn’t he?”

Pure Vanilla smiled, not in his usual innocent fashion; it was crooked, a cruel smile.

“This bastard…Looks like this won’t be an easy rescue.” Almond mumbled, as the group readied their weapons.

“I would never let you steal my precious dear from me. They NEED me. I’m their comfort. You villains!”

Pure Vanilla exclaimed in a crazed voice, seemingly offended of being underestimated.

“YOUR STRAWBERRY JAM WILL TAINT THESE FLOORS, AS IT DESERVES TO BE!”

Pure Vanilla stood, the eye of his staff wide open.

Caviar held up his ginormous cannon, sighing, “You’re almost as bad as that Black Pearl mermaid-“

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And the ending will be up to your imagination!

If I miss interpreted the brainrot plz tell me, bcs I am willing to rewrite to its proper form.

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Zhongli headcanons

HI HELLO I'M BACK-- i finished my h/c list ages ago but then brainrot took over and i was caught between mini fic writing and schoolwork lmfao. anyway, zhongli's my precious lil mans and i must SCREAM abt him for a moment thank u.

current list: - FLUENT in the art of yapping. could weave a story abt a blade of grass, and y'all know bitches are listening. - i feel like most ppl are kinda intimidated by him. like regular average ppl look at him and are shaken by this sort of regal air he's got around him. - straightforward! he doesn't beat around the bush when he's got a point or needs something. this kinda thing also makes ppl more intimidated of him bc he's just very confident abt it. - WARM HANDS,,, - he gives me the vibes of a fidgeter. like he spins his rings on his thumbs, and will fiddle with the sleeves of his coat. like it's just a habit he picked up, and now he can't help but do it when his mind is wandering. - ON THE TOPIC OF FIDGETING: Guizhong's puzzle box. Zhongli's usually pretty good abt figuring things out when he's confronted w/ something confounding/confusing, but when he can't figure it out or it's a very hard thing to work through, i am CONVINCED that he fiddles with Guizhong's puzzle box. like it's sort of like him trying to solve her final question helps him solve the current Difficult Question he's faced with. absolutely probably fiddled w/ it when he was deciding what to do abt retirement. - this man LOVES antiques and art/music (he likes a lot of things tbh) and he will do anything to talk abt them. like he's probably one of the best antique appraisers, and has stories abt specific antiques he's seen before. as for opera and music and art, he just really appreciates their creativity! also sorry he would absolutely indulge in the art of calligraphy. - he hoards rocks. listen, he hoards them. he loves rocks, and when he finds a Perfect Rock, he just yoinks it (Perfect Rocks are hard to come by yk!!!). - he's usually very sweet and nice, and has a good attitude, but i'm PRETTY sure he's got a bit of pride to him yk. - listen,,, he was in a really long war and lost a lot of ppl he cared abt in the Archon War, and i'm like pretty sure he's got battle anxiety now bc of it. like he would MUCH prefer talking things out, but if push comes to shove he will still fight; he just tends to push himself to the front so that less people get hurt. he just REALLY wants to protect people, which makes him a little self-sacrificial (he's usually fine). he's also fucking PROTECTIVE as FUCK. - Zhongli has gold blood. not red blood, gold; i think this makes him more nervous around red blood bc it means to him that someone is hurt and he wasn't able to protect them. it's equated with Really Bad Things. - back to sad things, i'm 90% sure he's afraid of forgetting things due to erosion. he's always had a good memory, so the idea that he might one day have his memories eroded is one of his greatest fears. - i feel like all of his worries and concerns have turned him from a stern War God to a very gentle mans that will make u soup when ur sick. - Zhongli and Venti are the best of friends and he would deck that guy so hard if someone asked him to. Literally besties for the resties, they hate each other but someone fucks with one of em, the other's got his back. - Zhongli talks pretty, so ya know he's got That Sass that hits different. Like it's out of left field, and it probably doesn't register as a slight at first. sometimes it takes u a good hour before u realize he wasn't complimenting u and instead was calling u an idiot. - the definition of "curiosity killed the cat, satisfaction brought it back". literally exudes pure curiosity when he sees something he hasn't seen before. - he adores little gifts,,, like these small gestures would Never Be Noticed by anyone, except him, and he just thinks it's so fuckin sweet. - secretly a prankster. you Would Not Expect It from him, but that's what makes it so perfect. he's the PATIENT type of prankster, too; the one who moves the flower vase a cenimeter to the left every day over the course of a month type of patient.

HERE'S THE LIST, LOVE THIS MAN SO FUCKIN MUCH YALL plEASE,,, he's my pretty mans and i just foam at the mouth over him i s w e a r.

Up next is Neuvi, bc i love him, and then i'll be delving into the Very Specific Niche Ship i obsess over which is them as a poly.

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i know you and i like you anyway (2)

chapter 1

tw/cw: drugs implied, slight violence (against nathan), parentification, tell me if i missed smth

nathan prescott x reader ; warren graham x reader

pulling all nighters was part of warrens everyday routine. he wouldn’t sleep for 3 days straight, finishing some school project or movie marathon, only to pass out for the rest of the weekend.

currently it was 6:30 AM and he was on his way to the canteen, wanting nothing more than to grab something to eat. warren couldn’t help but let his mind wander to the new students, or more like one new student. he was beating himself up, because he forgot to exchange numbers or socials with you. how creepy would it be if he showed up at your room?

thankfully, for once the universe was on his side. once he entered the canteen he saw you. if this isn’t a sign from above. you stood infront of the menu, probably trying to decide what to get.

“oh hey! nice seeing you again. how’s it going?” warren skilfully approached you. having you as a friend would probably be good, especially against nathan. another plus was you being actually somewhat nice and cool.

you quickly turned around and looked at him, “..warren, right? i’m doing ok…do you have any recommendations?”

warren shifted from one foot to the other, “hmm, usually i just eat cereal. between us two,” warren shifted closer to you and whisperd loudly, “the food here isn’t so.. radical. if you’re up for it we could grab breakfast at the two whales diner. they got the best food in town!”

you giggled slightly at his antics, “uhh, yeah sure. why not?”

warren gave you a smile which was pure sunshine. oh no, he’s precious. “that’s great! lets go, i will drive.“

shit, ok, you can do that. you can make friends. even if the guy has a cute smile. and a cute face. and a cute personality. god, you’re weak.

you were more than thankful that your scholarships cover more than enough. you appreciated nothing more than the fact that you don’t have to work, and that all your school expense and free spending money have been taken care of. free canteen food is another perk you love. but going out to eat won`t kill your wallet, hopefully.

a feeling in your gut told you that a certain sean prescott has played a huge part in the money you got. your brother has gotten the same perks. lucky bastard.

it wasn’t even you who applied for this school, it was your family who applied everything for you. being away would be good for you. yeah, as if. your mind was constantly buzzing with worry over everyone. the countless dislikes, allergies, appointments and play dates ingrained onto your brain. walking with warren to the parking lot was at least calming you down somewhat.

“so…are you a fellow night owl?” warren asked.

“no, i’m boring. i go to sleep at 9:30 and wake up at like 5 am.” you grabbed the straps of your tote bag tighter, then looking into it to make sure you really have your wallet with you.

“damn! healthy. i wish that was me. i haven’t slept for a second yet.”

nodding along to his confession, you furrowed your brows, “are you sure you should drive? i can also drive, you know.”

warren rubbed at his neck nervously, “no! it’s alright, really. i like to think i’m a pretty decent driver…if you feel unsafe tho! you can drive, of course, or we can reschedule! no stress.”

“it’s cool. i’m starving anyways. if i don’t get anything to eat soon i will get cranky, and i will make it everyone else’s problem.”

chuckling at your words warren continued the conversation, “well, i don’t want to keep you waiting and starving!” you guys reached the parking lot. with big strides, because warren was a long stick, you reached his car. he opened the passenger side for you, dramatically bowing while doing so.

“your majesty.”

you couldn’t help laughing at him, “finally, someone treating me like i deserve it.” sitting down on the seat, warren also closed the door for you. he quickly sprinted over to the drivers seat, and sat down. checking all his mirrors, he started the car. the ride was filled with mindless chatter and questions from both sides.

“i grew up here in arcadia bay, my parents moved away tho. so now i stay in the dorms and can fully live the student life.”

“i’m from florida, i like to blame that on my craziness.”

“i’m an only child. i don’t know if i would like to have siblings, not having to share is great. but being constantly in the focus of my parents also sucks.”

“i’m the oldest. if oliver says he is the older one he’s lying. besides oliver i got another 5 younger siblings. 3 boys and 2 girls. yeah, i hate and love them all deeply.”

“i love watching movies, no matter how bad. same goes for video games. hey! if you’re up for it you can come over to my room and we can play a good ol round of mario kart, or whatever else you want. i can even lend you my flash drive, it has a hundred movies on it.”

“oh that would be very nice. i’m down for movie and game night. i do in my spare time..uhh.. baking and reading..yeah. sorry, once again i’m very boring.”

(who were you if not a substitute parent?)

warren, the angel, assured you that you’re pretty cool in his eyes, “you’re fucking badass, dude! i have never, ever seen anyone stand up to nathan like that. even victoria is sometimes scared of him. she tries not to show it, but i think it’s pretty obvious.”

“..what’s he like?”

“nathan? he’s a fucking bully, man. no offenes. you know, when we were younger he was actually someone everyone picked on. kill the rich kid! but, i don’t know. he changed even before this senior program.”

simply nodding at warrens words, you said, “he..well, he always had…a problem with his temper. it just got worse and worse. i don’t know. i wish i could have done more, but i can’t really break into his head and like, re wire it, you know?”

“yeah, dude, mental illness is a fickle thing. you were also just a kid. i don’t doubt for a second that his life isn’t always fun, but it’s not an excuse to treat others like shit.”

“agreed.”

warren took a turn and drove into a parking lot, “welcome to the best diner food you will ever eat!”

“i don’t think i have ever eaten actual diner food.”

“no way. you’re wayyy overdue.”

and with that you left the car and followed warren into the dinner. since it was pretty early into the morning, it was mostly empty. a police officer and a trucker sat at the front, but they paid you no mind. warren lead you to a booth in the back and you sat down. taking a look at the menu, you tried to decide what you wanted, “do you now have any recommendations?”

“everything, dude. i mean it when i say nothing disappoints here.”

a tired waitress approached, ready to take your oder. warren started, “i would have a coffee please, and the homestyle eggs and bacon, with toast.” she nodded along, while writing down the order. “i would like a hot chocolate and uhhh waffles, with a creamcheeese bagel. thank you.” the waitress left shortly, only to return with your drinks. while she was filling up warrens cup, the door rang and a group entered.

of course, because you are the luckiest person alive, the group consists of nathan, victoria, your brother and 3 strangers. 2 girls and one guy. out of habit and because you knew you needed it, you dumped 1 and a half sugar packs into your hot chocolate. you gave the rest to warren.

the group sat in a booth right beside yours. when you looked up, you could make direct eye contact with nathan. your brother sat besides nathan, he turned around and made the phone symbol with his hands, grinning at you. him being happy never meant anything good, you preferred him to be miserable, because then he didn’t get on your nerves. shaking your head at him, he started dramatically pouting. even going as far as clasping his hands together, in a begging way.

rolling your eyes, you took out your phone to actually check your messages. some where from your parents and siblings left behind, some how are yous and where is the vacuum cleaner, where’s my favourite t-shirt? you love do not disturb, it’s the only thing keeping you sane.

oli

RECIEVED: yo u wonnt believe whhat a lil birdy just told me

RECIEVED: hey

RECIEVED: hey

RECIEVED: yy

RECIEVED: ok i will tell u because u asked soooo nicely

RECIEVED: and since im ur fav siblin

RECIEVED: im ur fave right

RECIEVED: right???

RECIEVED: anyyways guess. whoo misses u and is like madly in luv with u

RECIEVED: nathen

RECIEVED: btw are we fraternal or identical twins i keep forgetting

SENT: are you stupid?

looking up from your phone you glared at oliver. and you could see and feel nathan starring at you. ok creepy. whatever. as long as he didn’t follow you, like into the bathroom you were good. you looked over to warren, who looked a bit worried. probably because it looks like nathan wants to rip his head off. warren for your own peace of mind, don’t turn around.

covering the most part of the text conversation with your hand, you showed warren the twin question, “sometimes i wish i was an only child.” you whispered, warren couldn’t help but start laughing, “that’s a joke, right?…right?” shaking your head slightly, you both giggled at the stupidity.

getting up from your seat, you excused yourself and left for the bathroom. you had to take a break, anymore starring from nathan and you were going to die. literally. sitting on the toilet, with the seat down, you scrolled mindlessly through your phone. trying to recharge as best as you could. while you looked at a post from your 16 year old brother, zooming in and tryign to figure out if that was a vodka bottle in the background, you heard the door open. ok that’s cool, other people use the bathroom. but the person didn’t enter a stall, but seemed to wait something out. or more like someone: you.

you couldn’t help but sigh, betting 20$ that it’s nathan out there. fucker. getting up, you flushed to at least make it somewhat believable that you’re a normal person who does not need to hide away during social interactions to avoid being overwhelmed. you can do things like, talk to people and make friends and be normal. totally.

leaving your stall of safety, you saw nathan. who would have thought. looking away from him, you went to the sink to wash your hands. hearing nathan scoff (from where does he get the audacity?) he walked towards you. deciding to ignore him, you didn’t spare him a glance.

“what? can’t even look at me? i’m trying to have an adult conversation here.” nathan said, spoken with the audacity only a rich, white guy could possess.

“are you messing with me? you’re the one trying to have an adult conversation? where was that energy when i was calling and texting you like crazy. only to have goddamn kristine tell me you don’t want to see me ever again! go to hell, prescott.” at your answer nathan nervously wen through his hair, this was going as bad as it could.

“fuck, i’m sorry, alright? i know i messed up. i didn’t…i never wanted to leave. my dad and then also my useless fucking psychiatrist, they just, they kept pushing and pushing. leaving you behind is my biggest regret. believe me.” nathan saw you thinking, alright, this is going to be his lucky day.

“then why did you never contact me? anywhere? i think you had enough time to regret your actions.” right nevermind, this was the worst day nathan ever lived through and he nearly died of an overdose, twice.

“i..i don’t know. i was scared. being rejected by you is the worst possible thing that could ever happen to me.” wow nathan, being so vulnerable. hopefully this tugged on your heartstrings, “i will give you anything you want. you want money? to beat me up? want me to hook you up? cmon, say it and you will get it. you want the moon, baby?”

at the mention of him giving you cash you actually looked low-key disgusted, “i don’t want your money, or anything else. and don’t call me baby. jesus, dude.”

nathan nodded, “forgive and forget?”

“yeah, forgiving and forgetting jesus style.”

“thank fuck. give me your number.” you handed your phone over to nathan, “hey, this won’t be like a thing where you’re too embarrassed to be seen with me, so we never interact in public, right? because i’m not about to be your secret or change myself to fit into your friend group.”

“don’t worry about it, most of them aren’t even my friends. only victoria and rachel are the only real ones. and you, of course. maybe oliver too. he’s realll fun to have around.” nathan handed you your phone back, and with that you were about to leave. before nathan could open the door, you called out to him.

“hey, nathan.”

as he was about to fully turn around towards you, you sucker punched him in the stomach. hard. his knees were bent while he leaned against the door, making him smaller than you. grabbing him by his jacket you pulled him up.

“you ever leave again, without saying goodbye, i will kill you. i mean it, nathan joshua prescott. i don’t care where you are in the world, i will find you and i will shove your camera so far up your ass that you will be coughing up pictures for the rest of your short and miserable life. do you understand?”

nathan nodded wildly at you. you slammed his head against the door, “speak up.”

“y..yes. i won’t leave, ever again. i.. i promise.” at his response you smiled at him and let him go. nathan straightened up, trying to ignore the pain in his stomach. one thing he forgot over the years is the fact that you’re simply terrifying. god, he will probably have a bruise.

your hand petted over his jacket and shirt, making sure he looked presentable and not like you just punched the soul out of his body, “even though i think you’re a dick, i still missed you.”

nathan mumbled out an “missed you too.” and with that you guys left, finally.

yes, you’re scary with possible hidden anger issues and a control freak who just punched him, but why was he so attracted to you? that was like the hottest thing that happened to him. it was also a good thing he was in therapy already.

walking back to your booth, you saw that oliver took over your place. he made eye contact with you, while taking his first sip of your hot chocolate. he made a face at the overly sweet taste, “yikes, i always forget you’re trying to invent a new type of diabetes with your sweet tooth. the fact that you still have teeth is a blessing, man.”

sitting down besides him, you took the mug from him. “go choke.”

“wow! so rude. who raised you? anyways, i was actually about to join you guys in the bathroom. i was scared you were going to kill him. did you punch him? please say yes, i made a bet with rachel. she said no one would dare to punch a prescott, but you’re like, insane. so i said you totally would.”

“congrats, you just won 20$.”

“ha! see! i told you!” oliver climbed over you, while stealing your bagel. rachel got 20$ out of her wallet, or more like frank did. sucker. nathan was back at his seat, actually looking content for once. victoria frowned at you, she then turned to nathan and whispered with him.

warren leaned towards to you, “did you actually punch him?” he whispered. you nodded while

taking a bite of your well deserved food. nothing beats grease and sugar. his teddy bear brown eyes widened at the information, “you’re actually my hero.” you laughed with a mouth full of food.

the rest of the time spent in the dinner was relatively quite. once you finished up, you paid and left with warren, who drove back to campus.

“man, if i could punch nathan i would be the happiest kid alive.”

“you actually have to let it go, dude. i have other personality traits, besides punching nathan. like, insulting him and being his number one bully.” warren chuckled at you, “you’re actually a badass. how do you do it?”

“uhh, i don’t fear most people so i just do whatever goes through my head. i also have never lost a fight and i think that’s doing horrible things to my ego.”

“so cool..”

once you reached your dorm doors, you exchanged numbers with warren and said your goodbyes, for now. he said he would show you around more, once he actually slept for a bit.

[betrayalbracket]

Is there any funny explanations?

oh, quite a few! we'll post our favorites under the cut! they'll include both full descriptions and pieces of descriptions that we found funny! as a fun game, try to guess who they're describing.

- "Mindy is an NPC who will offer to trade you her Haunter for a Medicham. Now, Haunter is a Pokémon that evolves by trade into Gengar, a popular Pokémon that’s hard to get if you’re like me and have no friends. So you trade with her and get the Haunter and does it evolve? No. Because MINDY tricked you. She put an everstone on that Haunter. She has no reason to do so other than pure malice. Mindy is easily the most villainous character in the Pokémon multiverse. Worse than all the crime lords and child abusers and guys that try to kill god." (just this entire submission is pure gold. you're so right. fuck mindy) - "You just shot your son asshole." - "Also when I was writing a high school au he literally could not be on screen without commenters squinting suspiciously at him even though the worst he ever did on screen was be a bad kisser and kind of a douche and that is still the funniest thing to. I was trying to play a long game and lull my audience into a false sense of security and I just couldn't get them to relax with him." - "Also he has dimples! He’s so cute! Evil baby" - "like 2 weeks later he robs and then tries to murder them. ow oof owie" - "in jcs canon: judas sees his best bud/maybe boyfriend jesus getting super popular and worries that it’s all going to backfire on them! so he tries to help by going to the authorities and having jesus arrested so that maybe jesus will get knocked down a peg or two. BUT instead they beat and crucify him and judas is like oh fuck maybe that was a bad idea. then he offs himself and comes back to life one song later to sing a baller 70s pop ballad. and the most fun part is that jesus KNEW the whole time judas would betray him so it hurts even more!! in bible canon: uhh idk he sells out jesus for 30 silver pieces just because :/" (i never thought anything would make me want to see a musical about jesus but here we are. anyways i love "just because :/") - "look at his big fucking eyes . ok now hes killed his teammates numerous times." - "Cask of amontillado-ed the soul of the planet Earth" - "and then he tried to execute all three of them. e rated video games." - "10/10 betrayal georg" - "She also has multiple charges of manslaughter/j" - "also he totally failed at the godhood thing" - "attempts to stab the main character in the back (and I don't mean it metaphorically or rhetorically or poetically or theorecally or in any other fancy way, he had a knife)" - "But oh, he's just so precious while he does it, such a silly little bastard who deserved that punch in the face from Stan 😋"

- "tricking kirby and friends into helping him repair his ship and beating the shit outa landia to get the master crown and then he steals the master crown and becomes god for a good 10 seconds and then kirby beats the shit outta him and sends him to hell. Is basiclly catboy Judas" - "oh you know. tricking a little inspiring scientist named ford build a little doomsday device. making him go insane and lose trust in everyone and completely destroy his life. almost ending the entire universe for a frat party. yknow. just silly things" - "Bitch fucking used Kirby and pals to fix his ship while he sat back and drank mamaosas before then tricking them into committing a coup on another world’s head of state bEFORE STEALING THE MASTER CROWN!!!! HE’S A LITTLE BITCH!!!!" - "Pretended to be my friend only because he wanted to execute me and my lizard bestie multiple times. He then tried to become friends with said lizard bestie only to betray him AGAIN. I have trust issues because of this man." - "I just know someone will drop the whole stitch but there's a reason he's paired with Sans from Undertale, theoretically betrays the players, I digress, in "Fingers up your ass" for no reason." - "Promised us the first female doctor. Ended up shattering the lore in half, spitting in our faces and then fucked off. Fuck you Chibby your Torchwood episodes aren't even that good" - "claimed to be scared of being murdered and asked to switch rooms with the protagonist, when really she planned on killing somebody and pinning the blame on him. girlboss swag!" - "Made deals, but instead of the cliche soul thing he KIDNAPPED PEOPLE STRAIGHT TO HELL." - "was actually from an alternate universe (where everyone is evil, don’t worry about it btw)" - "Bro. Buddy. Need I say more. My man straight up kidnapped a glasses girlboss, Oprah Winfrey, my actress lookalike, and a human duck. What an icon." - "idk man I’m agnostic and was raised atheist, I’m pretty sure he was once an angel and got demoted and stuff???" - "Killed me while i was doing a download (the most awfullest crime, worse than killing someone normally)" - "like. she kills so many people that are her friends and . i mean. what wasn't her betrayal?" - "Was literally just A Guy but it turns out he Was Not and was actually Evil The Whole Time" - "she didn’t do anything i just hate her (this is /j don’t include her in the bracket/lh)" (she's not going in the bracket but she's being immortalized here) - "Betrayed both the villain and the protagonist (i think, i just know his theme slaps)"

- "The entire plot of How Bad Can I Be really. Look me in the eyes and tell me im wrong" - "Put me in the fucking character betrayal pole the fruity little twink /lhj/j/j/nsrs" - "Cheated on Perry the Platypus with Peter the Panda (season 1 ep 7 it's about time"

- "he pissed on Eggman’s wife (and fucked her but the entire cast did tbh so)"

- "he promised raf he’d bring him back a snowball and he fucking didn’t"

- "Slept in my brother’s bed last night instead of mine >:("

- "That fucker voted me out AFTER SEEING ME SCAN. Bitch"

- "He was so nice and them bam 💥 sicced Giratina on us"

- "Borrowed a 20 and never gave it back. Pay up"

- "wouldn't you like to know weather boy /ref"

- "He stabbed that old man right in his pussy"

- "Nice-guying at Mabel, terrible hair" (tbh though i'd argue this wasn't even his betrayal- more something about him convincing the entire town he's just a harmless little psychic, or him telling dipper oh there's no issue this sort of thing happens and then trying to fucking kill him)

- "got jesus killed innit" - "Jesus"

and also, as a bonus, one that isn't a description but was still very funny: "that one motherfucker who killed me with the ultra stamp when I was trying to go for the ultra signal even though we're technically on the same team you fucking bastard"

[landofzero-archive]

Absolute - The Pure Land 8

(Location: Absolute Stage)

(Nearly an hour later. Inside the venue of Absolute.)

Jun: Ooh—

Hey, there’s some kinda flashy stage being built~? There wasn’t anything like that here yesterday though?

Hiyori: Because it’s almost the time for Absolute to begin. See, there’s already a huge audience, as many as the eyes can see.

NEGI: “Thanks to that, the highway was congested, it was a hard time getting to this place…… Ugh, my best set of clothes is drenched in sweat.”

Ibara: Yes. It’s just as expected.

However this is difficult, this crowding makes searching for someone—

Nagisa: —Are you looking for someone?

Ibara: —

Your Excellency.

Hiyori: Nagisa-kun!? Eeeeh, we found you even without needing to look for you!

Why are you here? Where have you been and what have you been doing up till now? I’ve been so worried—

………

Jun: Ohiisan? What’s going on with you~ What’s up with that face, you’re looking like you’ve seen an alien?

Hiyori: ……… Who?

Jun: Huh? Who, you said– do you have amnesia or something? No matter which way you look at him, it’s Nagi-senpai……?

No, huh? Now that you’ve mentioned it, something feels weird somewhere……?

Ibara: Hmm hmm. I see, so this means he has turned into a different person after undergoing the terrifying experience that is kidnapping. Poor soul.

Did you think that’s what I’d say? Who are you? What you’re doing right now is an infringement of the right to using someone’s likeness; it’s a crime.

Nagisa?: ………

NEGI: “Could it be Shaka-san?

You’re Shaka-san, aren’t you? You can’t fool my eyes, who do you think did the procedure on you?”

Nagisa?: Ahahahahahaha.(1)

Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.(1)

NEGI: “……!?”

Shaka: That’s amazing. You might have just tricked me into revealing the truth, but I didn’t think you would find me out this quickly.

I should not have just practiced on-stage performances, but I should have practiced genuine acting on top of that.

No, but still, did you all realize my true identity?

I envy you, brother. I see I see, because you’re holding in your arms something so precious and brilliant, it’s only natural that money and reputation could not bring out your interest.

Ibara: Where’d you take His Excellency to?

What “I”(2) will do to you depends on your answer—

Shaka: Rest assured. Right now, he’s in the safest place in the world.

However, nobody would think of the him in there as Ran Nagisa.

NEGI: “……Did you steal his existence?

And then you took over? Was that your purpose, Shaka-san?”

Shaka: Indeed, my friend. (3) I have captured and confined Ran Nagisa and remodeled myself using Priest’s technique.

And then we exchanged forms with one another, and in this way replaced each other.

I have obtained that child’s life.

As a reward for that, I bestowed my life upon that child.

Isn’t it a good deal? With this, he can become the world’s number one idol without any hardships—

Ibara: Even if you didn’t bestow it upon him.

His Excellency is, we are, planning to reach “there” with our own strength sooner or later.

Shaka: Ahaha. You said the same thing he said. You have such a close relationship. It’s heartwarming.

You guys are pretty cute. I enjoy your cherubic mannerism and reactions. 

Jun: GODDAMN! Ibara, it’s okay to rough up this guy, yeah~? Just this once, me and Ohii-san will pretend we didn’t see anything!

Hiyori: —It’s no good.

Jun: Huh? Wh-why is that, Ohii-san?

Shaka: That child over there is prudent.

Let’s imagine it. Indeed, I am a criminal. For example, yes, let’s say I’ve cheated and robbed a bank out of a large amount of money

At this rate, I might get arrested by the police. So that I could escape safely, I should take hostages.

Jun: Gotcha, so in this situation, Nagi-senpai is the one being held hostage……!?

Hiyori: Yes. Until we can safeguard Nagisa-kun without incident, there is no way we can erase this guy who is the only one who knows where that child is.

So Ibara, I know you’re probably irritated, but please refrain from going on a rampage.

Ibara: Yes, I would not have done so even if you didn’t tell me that, Your Highness.

TL Notes:

1. Please don’t worry. Mod counted the ‘Ha’s for this.

2. Ibara’s using his very rare personal pronoun 俺 (Ore), which is a rude, typically masculine personal pronoun. He usually uses 自分 (Jibun) which is an impersonal, somewhat militaristic way of referring to oneself.

3. Just so you know he said そうとも,友よ (Soutomo, tomoyo).

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[berrys-hide-out]

Hii!! Welcome to tumblr!! Would you mind writing lee loid forger, with damian desmond and his gang as the lers? seems funny lol tysm!

Hohohoho~ thanks Anon and sure that sounds like pure chaos and evilllll

Lee: Loid

Ler: Damian, Emile, Ewen

Warnings; maybe a bit of swearing, Tickling

An Apology

Loid was on a search for Damian Desmond. Why? Because he had gotten to know that Donovan Desmond, his father, was going to be at the meet and greet.

“Hey boys, sorry to disturb, but have you guys seen a pendant with a sheep on it? My daughter requested my assistance in searching for it.” Damian looked at him rather unfazed “sure, is it this?” He asked and stood up from his place on the ground.

Loid took the pendant before gasping and kneeling down to the boy “you’re Damian Desmond, I’m very sorry for the inconvenience with my daughter!” He suddenly said making the three friends’ eyes widen. “You need to know that it’s hard to keep her under control sometimes as she’s a very lively girl..I hope we can make it up to you somehow.” he continued making Damian raise his eyebrows

‘Lively‘ was an understatement

he thought before reaching his hand for his upper arms, “you don’t-“ he stopped mid sentence when he noticed Loid jump under his fingers and earned a shared surprised look from Anyas Father. “Sorry did I hurt you..?” He asked “No, not at all actually, don’t worry about it, what were you going to say before?” Loid asked before he jumped yet again as Emile squeezed his side, this time though his jump was accompanied by a barely bit back gasp. “Boys please mi-Hind your hands.” Loid said as a short chuckle went loose, making him blush in embarrassment.

Get yourself together Twilight!

“Hm? But Anya has been rather over-the-top lately and didn’t you say you wanted to make it up to him?“ Emile asked, mischief shining in the child’s eyes. „yeah! What do you say Damian?“ Ewen grinned and let his fingers travel to Loid‘s sides Damian huffed as the father in front of him shook with the scribbles of his friends.

“Here look.” Damian said to his friends and squeezed Loids waist “hEheY!” The male protested and tried to stand up only for Ewen and Emile to tackle the spy and making him sit and so the fight began, squeezes on his side, waist, scribbles on his armpit when he left it uncovered to hunt the other offending hands.

“GuhUhuys quIhit Ihihit,” he chuckled out between his deep chuckles which were joined by giggles from the kids, all of them wearing bright smiles.

“No way! This is precious!” Ewen gasped and jumped from his waist to his sides and back again to his waist keeping Loid guessing. “BohoHoys!” “What? we’re right here!” Emile chuckled and Soon enough Loids face was starting to get red, not because of laughter but because they were very much in public and mind the fact that Damian’s father could be coming any minute!

Calm down Twilight! If you do something rational here you’re done for!

Damian who hasn’t actually said anything yet was watching Loid carefully. It didn’t take him long to find a specific spot right underneath his shoulder blade. Right there he squeezed and scribbled switching between those two they finally got a nice reaction, a light snort followed by laughter „OHOhOkay! IHihIhi‘m soHohOrry AhAbOuHuhut heHer!“ „wohoah, nice call Damian!“ Ewen exclaimed happily before seeing that Loid had switched to hiding his laughter in his hand while the other hunted Damian.

„hey! We’re also still here!“ Emile huffed „IhIhi knOhohow! IhI knOhohow! Lehehet Uhup ihif youhu couhuhuld“ he chuckled when Damian backed off hearing a car which hadn’t held far from them

„Guys Let up.“ he said making the two retract their hands „what’s up Damian?“ they asked making him point at Anyas father who was clearly embarrassed and had to fix his hair after having tried to catch them for those few minutes.

„father will come in a bit, i don’t think he’d want to see Anyas father like this.“ he huffed and let Loid stand up, the soft blush slowly fading as he calmed himself „thanks for letting up Damian.“ he suddenly said making the child nod.

„You know I don’t think my daughter hates you, quite the opposite actually, she often talks about you at home.“ he said seeing the young males face turn red „i hope you can forgive her and give her a chance.“ he smiled „wah? No way!“

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Hope you liked it! Might be a bit rusty still and I didn’t proof read so if you see any mistakes do tell!

[joytraveler]

23: Bolty Neck

HNV: Is it worth risking your neck?? Find out when you play BOLTY NECK! berd_snerglar: (game box with spooky castle background and lightning bolt) DueyDecimal: (kid who was playing the game earlier is made up like a Frankenstein's Monster now) GAME... GOOOOD!

The scientist has just finished his monster when the lights go out in the lab. When they go on again, their heads have been swapped! The scientist seems to prefer his new body however, and swiftly gives the rest of him- and the monster's head- down the trash chute! And with a goofy close up show of the monster's face, we get our title, BOLTY NECK!

"Well hey doc! I.. oh..! Uh... Wait, why?? Jeez what a dick, let's go kick his ass! Or.. our ass. Kick his face, with his own feet! The ultimate insult"

Syrupentine: he uses his neck bolts like little Goomba feet... my heart

"I know!! This is good, I don't think he needs to be anything else really but that was a pretty rockin' bod, to be fair"

She's started with the scientist's old body, but has since discovered she can attach the head to different things! The bolts in the monster's neck spin to fasten it on whenever you switch! "Oh THAT'S what they're for, of course!!"

DueyDecimal: ...It was so simple, we never knew... Bonslydale: i thought they were to channel electricity. for when you bring it to life. shows what i know i guess berd_snurglar: aw he is just screwin everything, this guy!! SugaGlyda: this game is pure and wholesome and we will not have your lewdness in this house! except if I do it then it's okay

One thing the monster's head can plug into is what looks like a light socket, which charges him up with electricity briefly-- it's not readily apparent what this is for, until Bea happens to bump into an antique suit of armor, shocking its helmet off and leaving the body open to commandeer! And then it's a rampage down the hallway to the end of stage one, lopping off the heads of sharkdogs with your new broadsword! Don't worry, those weren't their proper heads anyway!

"Lotta cheerfully morbid games up in here ain't there"

Baconnaise: That's my genre HNV: Lots of head-chopping too, Baum would have loved this game aroseahorseboy: yeah but can you wear the dog bodies?

No time to find out this round, it's time for the boss! Standing atop the castle drawbridge (Bea: "How? Wasn't I just going up?"), the Headra rises from the depths! It has multiple heads, mostly of random animals. Some have been seen before, but the dragon head is pretty hard to miss.

"Hey, where'd ya get that one, King GEEKdora?"

HNV: That's King Fedora, m'lady

"Oh is he now?" THWACK, that head's the next to go! In fact, that's the only way to beat the thing, knocking off the unfriendly heads while avoiding the good ones!

SugahGlyda: Don't hit the tapir head, they're precious! D:

"Yeah Klick, see that's how you can tell a Koala from a Dropbear! Actually Koalas can get pretty mean, I'ma cut that one off" It's on to the next stage, once all the heads have been replaced with more docile creatures and the body seems content to go graze!

aroseahorseboy: you are a good and pure head! DueyDecimal: No one made a "gimme some head" joke so this is a good day after all berd_snurglar: DAMN DueyDecimal: ...no, I didn't do that on purpose, sigh berd_snurglar: don't worry this game is gonna be all heads

STAGE 2: EYEBALL CAVERNS

berd_snurglar: oh shit

"Whoahhh, changin' it up here. I think we may be visiting the different parts of the head. Or maybe it's the five senses?"

Syrupentine: what was the first one? The creepy basement of the head?

There aren't as many enemies here she can head-hop either, since most have no shoulders! She dodges skittering eye creatures for a while before finding an eyeclops to ride.

SugahGlyda: Maybe it was the brain? It was full of lots of random ideas!

"Does that mean there's going to be a nose level? Yay, gross! Or are we riding down one or both ear canals first" She finds another creature to swap "heads" with, replacing the top member of a towering stack of eyeballs.

HNV: What's the control like? It looks a little floaty, which is weird since you can't jump very high.

"There's actually decent physics, like I gotta keep this thing balanced now. Back back back, forward, more, more.. too much! more.. also when you're just the head you build up momentum with your little wheelbolts.. hard to describe exactly, but it definitely captures the feeling of being a rolling disembodied cranium."

Baconnaise: You seem to know a little too much about this aroseahorseboy: of course she does, she-- oh wait, that's her OTHER web show you guys don't know about

"Yeah guys I'm a penanggalan I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. Watch me feed on the blood of the living, it's fun!"

STAGE 3: PUMPKINSBURG

SugahGlyda: Ah yes, my favorite part of the head. the pumpkin.

Basically a Halloween Town ripoff, you can swap heads as normal here, but not always easily! The jack-o-lantern heads of the residents either explode when detached, or chase after you snapping!

DueyDecimal: So the theme is heads, or things that are part of heads? Or maybe it's just a general "things that are spooky" theme

"I think it's just a good old fashioned spookyfest at this point but I'm starting to think they couldn't settle on a theme"

Syrupentine: I think the original title of this game was BOO: Haunted Heads

[myrwild]

Had she gotten in the wrong apartment? No, she had the key so it couldn't be. Had she entered a parallel dimension in which her big brother mysteriously turned into a moderately - from what little she had been able to soak in - attractive stranger with silvery hair and a couple inches less to his height? Possible, but not likely. Was that her brother's way of playing a prank on her. Probable. Very probable. Too probable in fact.

Olivia bit the inside of her cheek with a groan of frustration. She wouldn't put it past Daniel to think that this was a viable way to try and play matchmaker for her. If she had to bet on it, she'd put all of her meagre savings on the fact that Alex, her other brother, was very much involved as well. He probably was the one to come up with the idea, the nosy bitch that he was. They both had been worried about her for a while now, trying relentlessly to talk up their friends and colleagues to her, offering blind dates, setting Tinder accounts for her just to prove to her that what had happened years prior was just a stroke of bad luck that she should let go of. Olivia was grateful that they cared - gods knew too little people did and she didn't really let people get close enough for it either - but this amount of meddling was bordering on obsessive. And she was more than fine by herself, it was just easier that way. Getting attached to people never ended in anything but heartbreak. Coffee. That's what she needed. That was her one true love. Coffee. She was in the kitchen filling the biggest mug she had found with the dark heavenly liquid when she heard the bathroom door open again and footsteps wander around towards her temporary haven. Her shoulders tensed slightly. She hoped and prayed that Daniel hadn't given that guy a rundown on who she was and how to 'seduce the panties off of her'. He had done that before. It did not end well, for him or the poor sod that had tried his luck. When finally she heard him speak, she slurped a long gulp of coffee to smooth her nerves before turning around to face him. It would be a bad look to emotionally destroy yet another one of her brother's acquaintances in the first five minutes... again. ❝ I can see that. ❞ she pointed out, looking him up and down like she had done prior in the bathroom, minus the gaze-averting to preserve his modesty. Male nudity didn't faze her in the slightest. Growing up with a bunch of boys and men didn't really leave space for coyness, but she didn't make it a habit to ogle at strangers' dangly bits left and right, no matter how attractive them - or their bits - might be. The man - Zach, he said? - looked nothing like the type of men Daniel usually surrounded himself with. ❝ Olivia. ❞ The offer of her name was somewhat reluctant. She wasn't always the most polite, but the man hadn't done anything wrong, yet. Well apart from appearing naked in front of her, but really it wasn't his fault, though she wasn't going to thank him for the show either. ❝ Dan knew I was coming, why would he... ❞ she started with a raised eyebrow, one arm crossed on her chest while the coffee mug was raised close to her lips, begging to be emptied. Her words were cut short by a ball of pure white fur zooming inside the kitchen and gracefully jumping on the island with a meow of complete disdain, its beady green eyes staring at her. ❝ Oh. ❞ Olivia breathed. It made sense now. Princess. It was all about Princess. Not a blind date, a cat-sitter. Daniel had heard she'd be one day late. ONE. And that was just too long a time to leave his precious baby all by her lonesome. Drama queen. ❝ Figures... ❞ the sigh escaped her lips with a roll of her eyes. She reached for the cat only for her hand to be swatted away by a paw, tiny needle-like claws pricking her skin. A small bead of blood bubbled to the surface, passing the shield of her skin. ❝ Hello to you too, Satan. ❞ Olivia said, trying her hardest not to hiss at the cat in front of guests, bringing her finger to her lips and then past them, soothing the sting of the scratch with her tongue. ❝ Where did he find you anyway? You're not his... usual type. ❞ she finally added after taking her finger out of her mouth with a 'pop', raising an eyebrow at the so-called Zach anew.

Zach didn't like staying anywhere where he couldn't sleep in his own bed (the only exception were his hikes and, in this case, his own sleeping bag). Even moving to a new place a few floors down required time, a sacrifice to the Gods, and a magic spell. His brother announced it was time he moved to his own place and focused on his career and their parents decided it would be better for theirs too if they moved to California, closer to the filmmaking mecca. Leaving the whole loft to Zach was thoughtful, but much as he appreciated having all the space to himself, he didn't need that much. Luckily, a neighbor from a studio on one of the lower floors was moving out. He spent a few months decorating his new place, making it his new home, and even though it felt like home, he still needed time to get used to it.

It was surprising that he agreed to look after someone's house, but he had a good reason for that. Zach still had to finish a demo of his game, something he had been working on for months to impress a studio he wanted to get a job at so badly. It should be easier to focus on work without any distractions, where his few friends wouldn't find him. His bed or not, Zach told himself it was a good idea and he shouldn't regret it.

Shouldn't. That didn't age well. Zach jumped at the sound of an unfamiliar voice; there was a chance she wasn't a murderer; just someone who had every right to be there, someone who had a key. A thousand thoughts flooded his mind. Hadn't Daniel mentioned a sister once? Zach wasn't so sure anymore, he didn't know him that well. Puzzled, staring at the woman in silence, he watched her leave the bathroom and discovered that the door could actually be closed; an option he had forgotten about when he was so sure no one would storm into the house without a warning.

Having put on some clothes with a few more "fuck's" and "damn it's" here and there, Zach finally followed her into the living room. "Fully dressed," he announced, slightly amused now. The power of being not naked anymore, probably. "And... no, I'm not Daniel," he added with a sheepish smile. "Just looking after his house until he comes back. I'm Zach."

[yichimi]

hi! could you do a reactions hc for the brothers (+ simeon) when they overstimulate mc for the first time in bed? how they react to their whimpers and begs etc etc

✨Thank you for your request and patience✨

A/n: I'm sorry that this took very long but the last months weren't the easiest for me and the people around me. I hope you guys understand that✨♥️🦙

The brothers and Simeon overstimulate their S/O for the first time

LUCIFER:

He was planning on it longer than you can imagine

And of course he respects your decision to wait, wait as long as you need he has the patience-

But when it then came to the real situation he always imagined...he didn't knew your begging and whines would be so adorable and innocent

It drove him crazy and he could only thrust into you more and more. With every thrust he gave your tight walls the more whiny you got

Yep...you gonna be the death of this man if it won't be his brothers one day-

Lucifer can control himself good, and you can consider yourself lucky that he can-or else your mind would already be mush and you stutter nonsense

The best way to overstimulate you is to get you close to the end, and take it away from you. He does that...well-as often as his sadistic ass feels like-

MAMMON:

he wasn't planning on it when it happened the first time-and now he can't stop-

So-it all happened when both of you were just RIDICULOUSLY horny and mammon couldn't stop at all, drawing orgasm after orgasm out of you

And he got addicted to those sweet ass sounds you do. You get so cute and sensitive then-why didn't he do this sooner?!

And dont care about being to loud, he gladly gives you his fingers to suck on to muffle these sounds~

But mammon also cares for you, so he gives you breaks in between. And afterwards always has water ready for you. Main priority, take care of his sweet baby✨♥️

But also fuck the daylight out of you when you ask for it-

LEVIATHAN:

He-lost control and now he can't stop-;_;

Shit happens-

At first your sounds were a bit embarrassing for him. He felt shy hearing you so noisy, ONLY FOR HIM YK

still in disbelief that hes the one making you feel so much pleasure, but he wanted more, and so he kept going...and didn't stop✌🏻

You just sound like the girls in hentai's🥺

But you're still his absolute favorite girl so no need to worry

Btw, when he overstimulates you, he also overstimulates himself. You both are a whiny, loud and cute mess-

Not his brothers who hear everything-

SATAN:

once read it in a book-yk broing day, didn't know what to read, remembers the book Mammon once gave him, he gave it a shot, it's an erotica, couldn't stop reading, and here we are-

You don't know if you should thank mammon or the book for this awesome experience-

Satan put his heart and soul into your pleasure. He does this every time but now-he just is a dream and a pro

He couldn't stop after hearing your sounds. So adorable, so cute. You just looks so precious underneath him losing your mind in pleasure and lust

He always keeps going till you say it's enough. He doesn't want you to feel uncomfortable one bit yk. You're his little kitten you're damn important~

ASMODEUS:

look at him, look into his eyes, you can't tell me he didn't went through this hundred times receiving and giving it-

So don't worry, you're in safe hands with him

Of course he knows good spots to make people cry out in lust. But exploring everything on and in you is exciting-and he tests around what makes you feel pure ecstasy

Ohhhhh and your sounds-ahhhh so cute and adorable

Expect lots of praise for everything you do. You do awesome no matter what, and its your first time he wants you to feel as comfortable as possible

Looooots of kisses-

And lots of shaking from your side, every orgasm he draw out of you is exhausting but also so awesome

Hes just the pro-its Asmo-

BEELZEBUB:

most of his oversimplification is from eating you out

Youre just his favorite flavor from all and he can't stop by just one lick from you

He loves to hear those sounds you make, when you cry and wiggle yourself closer to his face, you feel overwhelmed, but also so good you can't take it

Loves when you sit on his face, he can hold you in place and you just love this too

And not only that~he and his loooovely fingers are on work too on you and it's not only your taste that can't make him stop

Its how you feel too. So soft and wet around him-

All in all your first experience with overstimulation was awesome. He is caring as always and even more sweet

BELPHEGOR:

Yk-he's not that lazy when he's jealous-

Some random demon had the AUDACITY to flirt with you

It all ended with you and belphie needing to go home because he looked like he's killing someone in any second

And what happened at home? He threw you on the bed and starts to claim you-you are his after all how dare someone else try a move on you

And he only watches as you bounce for your orgasm on top of him over and over again

He holds your hips tight and gives you support while you go crazy on him

Honestly, it's his favorite sight. Seeing you like this

And dont try to keep your sounds in, he loves your voice over everything-

SIMEON:

Our angel-hes now not so innocent anymore after he met you-

But your love is still as wholesome as from the start on. He's the sweetest and takes the best care of you, even in your needs~

You asked for it, and he granted you the wish the best he could

He went slow and careful first, to afraid to hurt you or make you uncomfortable

He lost it when he heard your moans for him. He just fucking lost it all and went crazy on you-let him-he does a perfect job at making you cry out in pleasure and makes you climax fast

Afterwards he of course takes care of you and apologizes when he saw how fucked out you were-

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