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xiao-come-home · 9 months

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Argenti relationship headcanons;

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✰ Characters: Argenti x reader.

✰ Words: ~1k.

✰ SFW ; gn!reader, no mentions of pronouns. fluff.

Warnings: might be slightly sug/gestive here and there. i tried but he's too hot :pensive: written with jp voice in mind

A/N: I'm honestly so surprised there's so little Argenti content that IM OFFENDED. i need MORE OF HIM BEING CUTE AND LOVING ME. i cant pull him now but i next time he wont escape me

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Argenti:

He absolutely wakes up looking like a princess. Sun rays illuminating his face so beautifully, his chest slowly rising up and down (and his um, chest muscles being also blessed by the sun rays if you get me), his lips parted ever so slightly, hair sprawled out, but still looking untouched by the nights sleep.

His long eyelashes flutter open, and his emerald eyes scan the room drowsily; once the knight sets his eyes on you, he smiles to himself and turns to his side to face you.

He admires you sleeping, for... quite some time. Even if your hair is not perfect at all, or there's a drool running down your face - he's mesmerized. and I truly mean it, he's trying to calm down the butterflies in his stomach. Argenti can't help but cup your cheek and caress it gently with his thumb; his sleepy smile growing even wider when he feels you stir in your sleep.

even though it's never in his intentions to awaken you (he actually kinda wishes you kept sleeping so he could still admire you lol), he takes advantage of that and begins to place warm and slow kisses on your face to wake you up. his hair shields you from the harsh sunlight, faintly tickling you here and there.

hear me out, it surely looks nice from your angle, but his back muscles..

depending on your mood, these kisses may trail somewhere else. i mean.. can you imagine him between your thighs. because i can and it's not making me feel well.

"my brightest rose, good morning. seeing your magnificent eyes once again fills me with happiness and energy for the upcoming day." wipes off your drool sexily

he sleeps SHIRTLESS (you told him you were cold. he pretended to believe it).

random dances across all the planets at (seemingly) random times. he doesn't care whether you can dance or not, but he'll be honored to teach you if you wish. argenti would absolutely get you to dance whenever you feel down just to make you laugh; wrong moves don't matter - it'd probably hurt you more if you stepped on his armor...

listen. he doesn't care if it's cringe, but he will hold a rose between his teeth and dance with you, if that's what makes you laugh.

has probably thought once or twice if you're the truest manifestation of Idrila. He's never been so mesmerized by someone's beauty, so... maybe? ... *rubs hands and smirks*

does NOT give a single sheet if he's in public or not - but he always, ALWAYS kisses you like it's your last kiss. They're so passionate, intimate, and sensual, that it makes people flustered at the sight of you. He pulls you close by your waist, swiftly switching his hands to cup your cheeks; the knight puts his forehead against yours and whispers a few silly words before finally connecting your lips together. The kiss, although as simple as it could be, leaves you hungry for more - it takes a while for him to finally part, but just enough to refill the air in your lungs.

now, it wouldn't be as awkward to other people if it took you a few minutes, but argenti TAKES HIS TIME. he has to kiss you (or makeout at this point lol) until your lips are swollen from his kisses. then he moves on to his duties like nothing happened.

he truly wants you to hold him by his waist when you two kiss, or at least have your hands on his chest. he'll put them on the desired place by himself if you don't do it. what a dork.

touch is just so, so important to him. he has a hard time getting rejected, no matter if it's a hug or kiss, it makes him feel unwanted. he won't show it outside much, but he might be less... dramatic and excited than usual.

he SO SHOWS OFF FOR YOU it's almost reckless sometimes. "My lady, fear not, as I am here to protect your beauty until my very end!" Argenti kisses your knuckles before parting to defeat the enemy with ease.

Calculated how to fall just enough to dramatically appear on his knees and put his hand on his heart before you, "Beloved, the evil has been obliterated with the power of love my heart stores for your beautiful soul!"

He KNOWS his cheesy lines either make you cringe (with love), laugh or you're just an adorable soul who genuinely likes lines like these, he RAMPS them up like crazy.

just throwing it out there so we're clear: to argenti, consent is a must, regardless of the activity. no consent, he's moving on. thinks consent is se/xy. HE'S THE EMBODIMENT OF CONSENT.

his hair probably smells really nice. a faint smell of strawberry, perhaps..

the beauty knight usually wants you to stay out of battles, but holy sheet if he sees you kick someone's ass so good, he's impressed and proud. probably needs a bathroom break also..

"oh, how much do i wish that was me instead..." - argenti probably

actually wouldn't mind to have friendly spares with you from time to time - it's a good opportunity for both to test your skills. or maybe give argenti an opportunity to straddle you... that's also an option.

remembers every date that's important for you. in return, he doesn't really care about his, but might tear up when you show up with a gift.

he'd actually love to help you dress up! nothing sexual involved, just pure intimacy of helping his beloved. his moves are precise, careful not to harm you in any way with his armor; he relishes in the feeling of your skin being so tender compared to his.

#BARK BARK GRRRR WOOF #honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #hsr argenti #argenti #argenti x reader #.headcanon #sorry for the long break again </3

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happypotato48 · 4 months

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Wandee Goodday EP 3 Unhinged Tangent Thoughts

Another week, another naughty fun time with our beautiful doctor x boxer BL. accompanying my unhinged thoughts this week is this random musical number that popped up in my head while i was watching this ep.

I would burn down the world for you Yak!

Renaissance painting ass shit right here. also we know they're gay for each other can we tone down the purple now.

One Eyebrows a day keeps the heteros aways.

I love this unconventional family so much your honor. anyways, Buddy!

Yes! calls out those bitches whoes watched too much romantic movies/shows. it's me i'm bitches 😔

She seems nice.... Ugh i can't even hate her god damn it show! anyways hope this show would not put her through too much shits with paring her with Ai Phi Ter and all.

That's how you do seduction Dee take some god dang notes!

That eyes. these brothers and their forking beautiful soulful eyes. these ones feels like a gentle breeze in mid summer day before the rain fall. god damn these men making me be poetic and junk, ahhh. also here Yei tease Cher by calling him ซ้อ "Zor" which mean sister in law in teochew. it's commonly use now a days as a way to refer to a wife of a establishment owner.

Finally he dressed like what he is on inside.

Did i just turn on grey's anatomy by mistake?? joke aside i liked that they flesh out more of Dee motivations for the scholarship so it not just him being a petty bitch.

Look at you two, being supportive fuck buddies and whatnot. aah a good and supportive dick. BL is indeed a fantasy.

Is nobody in this dang hospital have works to do lol.

Yeah i understand Yak here completely. cause like Boxing and Football are like two of the most sacred places for them straight men in thailand. it probably scarier to be out in these fields than a lot of other careers.

อีดีนี่ จะตอแหลก็หัดให้เนียนหน่อย.

Side boobs! ok slut, i know what's you're up to.

Yak you know making that face is not going to stop Dee.

I stan this unashamed whorish behavior.

Oh, Dee is indeed come from school of grey's anatomy tragic doctor backstory.

He got me. all of its.

You dorks i love you two so much.

Holy shit this ep was great. i know that Dee gone a bit too far in this ep, but i can't be mad at him cause he said it himself early in the ep that he doesn't like to lose and he admited that its not a part of him that he think highly of. and after so many loses relentlessly pursuing Yak was probably the only thing he felt he in control with. and at the end he stopped and realized that its his own problems and it's not fair to drag Yak into it. what he did was not good but it's very human and it make me like him more as a character, flaws and all.

#wandee goodday #thai bl #bl drama #dumb boy unhinged thoughts

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shhh-secret-time · 7 months

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hiii! i rlly enjoy your writing and ur one of my fav sp writers so i was wondering if u could possibly write poly style (stan and kyle) fluff with a shy reader! tyyyy <333

Ohhhh ohhhh I'm so soft for this, I'm weak. I love fluff pieces so much and for some reason they're the hardest for me to write! I'm sorry this took so long! I hope you enjoy it! It's Mermaid flavored.

Warning: Strong Language, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, these boys being adorable dorks

Pairing: Stan x GN!Reader x Kyle

The feeling of the waves brushing against your ankles as they continue their dance with the moon is the only thing anchoring you to this moment. Wet sand beneath your feet seem to sink slightly, molding to show the world where you stood. Only for the ocean waves to take it away.

Each time you came out to this secluded little cove you would challenge yourself to find something new. Yesterday you found a little crab buried under the soft blanket of sand. Today it was a new rock sticking out of the water. Just on the outskirts of your vision, you had never seen it before. Your eyes take in the outline and the shadows it cast on the dark water. The only light from the large full moon behind it.

Night probably wasn't the best time to come to the water, much less alone, but you liked it that way. It was exhausting having to be around so many people all the time, most of the time you didn't even know what to say or talk about. It's not that you didn't want to contribute to conversations and be invited out to things with your friends, but it was hard. You needed moments like this.

Moments with the moon, the stars, and the ocean to keep you company. Some nights it felt like something straight out of a story book. Watching intently as the ocean beckons you to come closer, how She sings for you.

Her song is beautiful. A language you can't understand but a rhythm you can feel. So, you sing back to Her on nights like this. With the sky clear so the moon can hear your voice. You only hope the moon knows how beautiful She is.

So, you part your lips and suck in a cool breath. For a moment it catches in your throat, years of teaching yourself to keep your mouth shut takes over. But only for a moment. After a single heartbeat the lyrics pour from your mouth, a second breath and you're sharing a tune with the ocean.

Sometimes while you'd sink things would brush against your legs. Shells and seaweed cling to your skin, and sometimes you like to pretend they were gifts from the ocean.

But they weren't. At least not from the ocean Herself.

They were gifts from your two admirers. The night sky and the large body of water were not the only thing you had sung for.

Two men swam in the water, circling each other in a gentle tempo. Hips swaying gently with one another. Scaled tails twined together so gently like silk across skin.

One colored with dark orange and white scales, with vibrant finned out reds. A deep red that matches the curls in his hair and the small blush on his face as his partner leads him in the dance.

His partner with eyes like the waters they tread. His tail is the same deep blue color with a thin line of silver going down it. Sharper fins compared to the red heads veiled ones. His black hair pushes and pulls against the tide.

The tide that carries your voice and tells a story they can't quite understand. Both men feel it in their chest, the urge to understand. And that urge only gets stronger every time you come out to sing.

At first it was just an accident, they swam too far out. There they saw you sitting on a board staring out towards the ocean. Your legs on either side of the brightly colored plank, swinging them back and forth. You opened your mouth and for the first time they heard you sing.

That strange language, the way it rolled off your tongue had them both in some kind of trance. Deep in their hearts they knew coming back was too great of a risk, land walkers weren't supposed to know about their kind. But the way you sang so gently, so earnestly, it was hard to picture you as any kind of threat. So, like storm chasers they returned. Every night the lovers would come back to the cove that was too far from their homes.

Now here they were dancing under the moon, just like every other night. Tonight, was no different, except of course the thoughts bouncing around in raven haired man's mind. He stops only after you pause your song, looking over at the other.

"We should get closer tonight. I don't think the shells are enough of a gift. The land walker isn't picking them up!" His voice drops to a low murmur as he swims closer to the surface.

"I don't know if that's a good idea Stan! What if they freak out?" Stern emerald eyes follow him, watching as Stan's fingers glide across the surface, not quite breaking the tension.

"What if they don't?" Stan asks, "Come on, we'll never know if we don't try Kyle."

"But we can't even communicate with them!" Despite his protests, Kyle swims up next to Stan.

The man always did have a way to pull Kyle into things he wouldn't normally do. But for Stan, he'd follow him to the deepest of trenches. And apparent by the way Stan takes his hand, he knows he would too.

"True, buuuut when was the last time we did something this exciting. I don't think the land walkers are as bad as your mom says they are." Stan wraps his arm around him and pulls him up closer towards his chest.

"Oh stop, you know she just says things like that to keep us safe. I never bought into those scare tactics."

"Uh-huh, that's why your fins are all fanned out." Stan says smirking down at him.

"N-no!" A nervous stutter and Kyle's fins fold back down against his tail. "Let's just do this before I change my mind!" He breaks from Stan's hold with a groan.

You've stopped your song for the night, content in just getting the emotions out. Normally around this time you'd step away from the caress of the water and make your walk back home. But when you caught movement from the corner of your eye, your body froze. The reality of being out in a cove so far away from town with no one knowing your location sits in your stomach like a brick.

"U...um hello?" You call out to the dark, maybe not the smartest idea but your mouth moves before you have time to think about it.

Your blood ran cold when you got no response, watching as the shadowy figure only got closer. Now that it was coming into the moonlight you could make out small shapes. Humanoid figures, two of them, a bit larger than you.

Somewhere along the way your brain finally made the connection that it should be telling your legs to move. Your legs felt like weights were strapped to them with each step you took back.

Just when you think the two figures will give chase, they stop. Curiosity seemed to be winning the little internal battle as you turned back and watch them. Squinting your eyes to get a closer look at what emerged from the water.

Two men, the water covering their lower waists. Little water droplets trail down their exposed chest, tracing every curve as it does. A breath ticks by, then a heartbeat, before the raven-haired man begins to move again. Out of instinct you look away and squeeze your eyes shut.

Silence washes over everything, even the oceans tides have stopped making noise. Until you hear what sounds like someone slapping the water.

Your eyes flicker over before you have time to stop yourself. You have to do a double take when you see how the man's perched up against the sands. Where legs should be is a tail, much longer than your legs. Blue orbs meet yours and for a moment there's a look of excitement when they meet. The depth of his blues is almost deep enough to make you forget about the fact that he's not entirely human. But when his tail slaps the water again, it reminds you of just that.

The red head circles around in the water a few times. His curly hair clings to the front of his face obscuring most of his features. Between the two of them he looks much shyer and more reserved, like he's waiting for you to make a move. Slowly inching closer to the other, he wades in the water with fins flared out.

They're both beautiful. Unlike anything you've ever seen, myths that have swam right out of a story book. Your stomach starts to do flips and your head begins to spin. It's all too much. It has to be a dream. The one with ocean-colored eyes goes to say something. He opens his mouth, but all that comes are sounds and syllables you'd never be able to make if you tried. When you tilt your head in confusion he stops and looks back at the other. The look on his face is clear, you don't need to speak their language to know the look of, "I told you so."

Their eyes fall back on you watching every little movement. The way your breathing slows. You should just grab your shoes and run back home, pretend you never saw this and go on with your life.

But it's hard when you watch the red head grab a shell and dig it into the sand. When he's finished, he looks up at you and gestures for you to look.

From the way the black haired one's face lit up and tail picked up speed you could only assume he was excited. He wraps his arms around the red head and shakes him back and forth, which only earns him a few grunts and a nudge.

Slowly you make your way over to the men. Just close enough to see what they were gesturing down towards. The fear of being dragged down to the depth by these two was still there, but the other part of you still thought this was a weird dream.

For a shell picked up on the beach, the drawing wasn't bad. It looked like a shaky attempt at a human with their mouth open. If you squint and tilt your head just right it looked like you.

When you look down at him, he grins and goes to draw in the sand again. Lines being dug quickly and traced over and over until they stick. When he's finished, he looks up at you again.

This time it looks like two fish swimming around. Chasing one another in some strange trance. The little spots and stripes across their tails made you realize they were supposed to be the two men in front of you.

The smile that spreads across your face makes their hearts leap. You gestured for the shell, a small giggle escaping your lips when the red head did a double take. The first contact with something so bizarre. Your fingertips brush against his skin as you take the shell and he's sure this is what lightning feels like. A jolt of something he feels every time Stan touches him.

You bend down and begin tracing a pattern in the sand next to his drawing. They slowly move up next to you, watching intently at your work. When you’re finished, they tilt their head and grin, turning to one another and speaking in that language that sounds like rain beating against a car window.

This went on all night, trying to figure out a way to communicate that didn't involve speech. While it was annoying at times, having to play a game of charades with creatures from a storybook. But at the same time there was something so freeing about not having to worry about saying the wrong thing. They seemed to be happy with every little thing you did, every little drawing you made in the sand, and every bit of laughter that came from your mouth.

Stan decided that was his favorite sound. The way your eyes lit up and the way your lips curled to that soft smile.

And there you stayed until the sun crept up, peeking over where He and the ocean meet. The radiance and warmth touched your skin reminding you of the passage of time. Something that seemed to slip by so quickly. It wasn't the first time you were disappointed to leave your little spot, but it was the first time you were disappointed to say goodbye.

The two men watched as you picked your shoes up and gave them a gentle little wave. They left you with one last bit of laughter as they waved with their hands and their tails. Before you could turn away, they flung themselves back into the water. Bodies twist and turn in the water as they come in contact with the cool waves.

The walk home felt heavy, but not in a way that was uncomfortable. The weight of something new, whatever it was, felt good.

Since that night your little secluded space has been accompanied by your two friends. Tracing memories into the sand, learning about one another the best you could.

There was only so much one could learn from pictures. That didn't stop you from trying, however. Over time you learned the two men were partners in all ways. Their love for each other ran deep, apparent in the way they smiled at each other. You didn't need a common tongue to see the love there. How beautiful.

You learned that they only come to see you at night. It took a while to piece it together, but eventually it clicked. Even though they were quick to trust you, didn't mean they were quick to come out in broad daylight. It was just safer this way and to be honest, you didn't mind.

Most nights were spent with you singing to your heart’s content. Watching in amazement as they graced your song with their dance. Sharing things from your different lives. They showed you fish that you've never seen before, rocks and plants. Things found only in the deepest parts of the ocean. And in return you showed them fruits and vegetables, foods they wouldn't normally be able to taste without it getting soggy. It was fascinating watching them react in different ways to the taste of things. The raven haired one seemed to like most of the things you brought, there were a few things he preferred over the other.

But the red head seemed to be a bit pickier about what he liked and didn't. Everything you brought was fine until the day you brought them bananas. Showing them how to peel it and eat the inside, not the outside, was the easy part. The hard part was not laughing when the red head immediately spit it out and tossed it so far into the ocean, that it disappeared in the dark. Even harder so when his partner laughed at him, sounding like waves crashing into a ship.

After you finished the small picnic that you packed, you stood up and began your song. Something you were working on in between nights that you couldn't come see the pair. Nights where it stormed or if the weather was too bad.

And like clockwork the two began their dance. It was hard to see in the depths of the ocean, the dark blues masquerading in their movements. But that was never the reason you sang in the first place; it was just a bonus to have an audience.

Your song is cut midway when the red head swam up to you, leaving his partner with the upper half of his head sticking out. You watch as he twists his body and tail, circling you like he's beckoning you to come into the water. Drawing in a breath, his movements feel hypnotic. In a way that doesn't take away your agency, almost comforting.

Each step deeper feels less like treading water and more like walking on air. The water rises to your waist, then to your stomach, then your neck and soon you're no longer walking but floating. Clothes cling to you like second skin, but the consequences be damned now. You damned them long ago when you chose to stay on the beach that night.

Inhaling as deeply as you can, precious oxygen fills your lungs. You dip your head into the cool water and immediately your hair begins to flow around you. The men stare in amazement, quickly circling you. As one circles your back, fingers brushing through your hair. The other is already in front of you staring into your eyes.

It's like seeing you in a new light for them. Their fingers brush over every part of exposed skin. Watching as you kick your legs to tread the waves.

"It must be hard to move without fins. Looks exhausting." The red head speaks making your eyes go wide.

You can understand him.

"I dunno, kinda looks like they're using their hips! I told you they wouldn't hate coming in the water!" His partner responds with a smug smile.

You can understand him!

"Hmm!" Before you could stop yourself, you open your mouth is shock, bubbles of air floating to the top.

"Is the land walker trying to breath in the water, Stan?"

"I don't know? I thought they couldn't do that."

Stan. The black haired one's name is Stan. You could understand them and had no way of communicating. This is what it must feel to be a fish trapped behind glass. The irony is almost funny.

What isn't is the way your lungs begin to burn. It feels like you just stepped into their world and now you have to step away from it. With a quick kick of your legs, you push yourself back up to the surface, taking deep breaths once you break. The men follow you still circling around you, if you didn't know any better think, they were hungry sharks looking for their next meal.

Their eyes train on you. Watching every little movement just like that night. Past the rocking waves you can almost make out their lips moving. Talking to one another and conversing.

Just as you contemplate going back down, you feel a hand on your ankle. Stan looks up towards you and his eyes light up. Either the lack of air or too much salt water is making you go crazy, it almost looks as if he's asking to pull you back down. It makes your heart flutter to know that you're able to understand them even though you've only known them a short time.

You take another breath and nod at him. He wastes no time pulling you back down towards him. His partner’s hands come down to your waste, acting as an anchor. Their bodies pressed against yours in such a way that reminds you that they're still shirtless. You only hope they can't see the blush on your face.

"So, you're sure this will work Kyle?" Stan asks, his eyes flickering from you to the red head behind him.

"Only one way to find out, go ahead. If it does, we can explain ourselves." Kyle speaks so softly, almost as softly as his hands on your hips squeeze.

You want to say something, ask them what they mean. The little muffled noises you make are enough to catch their attention again. Stan takes a deep breath and looks down at you. But his eyes don't land on yours, they travel down to your lips.

His head dips down slowly, giving you plenty of time to pull away. He understands the move he makes is bold. But when you don't pull your head back, when you don't struggle against their hold, he places his lips onto yours. They're soft. Gentle. Almost perfect. They feel like the rocking of waves, lulling you into feeling of mental repose.

It isn't until he pulls away that you realize you're not holding your breath. You haven't for a while. The loss of his kiss makes your eyes flutter open slowly. He states down at you and cocks his head to the side.

"I think it worked? They're not freaking out." Stan breaks the silence with a murmur.

Kyle's hands move off your hips just as Stan pulls away from you. They move around you again watching as you float there.

You open your mouth and feel strange, like your tongue doesn't quite fit in your mouth. But it does, the taste of the saltwater brushing against it reminds you that it's there. A few bubbles escape your mouth but nothing like before. You hesitate for a moment before drawing in.

When your lungs don't burn like you expect them to, you do it again. Breathing out and then back in. Each time is different until it feels like breathing. You look down at your hands and then back at the men who are grinning from ear to ear.

"It worked! Oh shit!"

And you laugh. You laugh at the comment. At the situation. At the jubilation in your heart. You're under the water breathing as they would. Each time you breath in so do they. It makes you wonder if their hearts are beating with yours.

"I can't believe this." Your voice is so small, it's hard to make it any louder.

"I can't either." Kyle responds to you with a chuckle, crossing his arms over his chest. "It was my idea and Stan gets to kiss you first."

He responds to you. Talking to you like it's something he's done every day this week. Between the three of you Kyle looks like he's the only one not freaking out, because as you look at Stan, he has the same dorky grin that you're sure is on your face.

"Wait, but how am I able to do this?! Why can I understand you guys?! How did you know to do this?!" The questions spill from your lips faster than either men have time to answer.

"Kyle read it in some book! Apparently, we used to interact with you land walkers a lot in the past." Stan says circling around you again.

"It wasn't some book dude; it was a journal left behind by someone who fell in love with a land walker. They figured out our kisses grant them the ability to breath under water for a short time." Kyle follows Stan in the circle almost like he's compelled to do it.

"But why?"

"Dunno, I didn't really read the rest of it. I was just excited that we could bring you down here with us."

"Should have seen the way he swam into my room~! It was cute!"

"Shut up!"

"No way dude, you're cute. You just have to accept it! The sooner you do the easier it'll be for all of us!"

You smile at their bickering even though you could understand them, it didn't feel different than when you couldn't. Trying your best to keep up with their circling, your body twists, and spins around with them. Their tails get closer to you with each spin, veil like fins brush against your legs. Closer and closer until their hands are back on your body again. Each time you began to float back to the top, their hands would pull you back down. And each time, their touch lingered a little longer.

"But now you're down here with us. We can talk to you and hear you finally!" Kyle smiles down at you, "Just be sure to let us know if you start to struggle to breathe. It'll be my pleasure to give you more time."

The little hum behind his voice makes your face burn, the flirty tone isn't hard to pick up. It made you wonder if the kiss was just an excuse to keep you down here, if they knew that it was making your heart pound against your chest. Did they put their hands on your hips and arms just to keep you from floating away or was there more to the touches? Was this okay to feel this way?

"O-oh um...thank you Kyle and thank you Stan. For um...all of this. This is amazing, I would have never been able to dream of something so beautiful." It takes you a while to find your voice again, so wrapped up in your own head.

"You don't need to thank us for doing something we wanted to do in the first place. We wanted you down here." Stan's mind almost goes blank when he hears your name fall from your lips.

"I-I just feel like it's something to be thankful for. You trust me this much."

"Trust?" Kyle tilts his head and chuckles. "I guess you could see it that way, but honestly it's just selfishness on our part."

Oh, the leap in his chest when you tilt your head at him, that adorable look of curiosity in your eyes. The water makes them sparkle in ways that gems could never. Stan circles behind him and lays his chin on his partner’s shoulder just as he reaches up and brushes some of the stands of hair out of your face.

"As fun as our little games on the sand were, it was frustrating being so close to you and not being able to tell you how we feel."

Stan picks up where Kyle leaves off, "How happy you made us every time you came out to sing. We had no idea what you were saying, it just sounded like humming and chanting! Now we can!"

"My singing means that much to you?"

"Well...yeah. It brought us together, didn't it?" Stan blinks at you

How could he say something so sweet so bluntly. If they continued this little team attack on your heart it was going to make the water around your face boil. Out of habit you go to move your hands to your face to cover them. But it's like they had a read on your movements and their hands come up to take your wrists.

Kyle takes over and pulls you to his body, his arm moves around your waist. You can feel the laughter rumble up through his chest from how close he's holding you. "Before Stan got the idea to come up to the shores, we used to dance by the rocks for hours. Something about the way you sing, it's irresistible."

"At first it was just supposed to be a one-time thing, but then we came back and there you were." As Stan speaks Kyle twirls you around.

Letting his hold on you go, the momentum spins you towards Stan whose hands find your hips. He lifts you up in the water, twisting his body around in a gentle waltz. When you gasp, he only laughs and lets you go just as your body flips back. Arching your spine, you follow the movement into a full flip where your hands find his.

"Singing again. Pulling us into a trance again, and again, and again." Every whisper of the word 'again' and he gets closer to your face.

Your eyes flutter shut getting ready for another kiss from the man in your arms. It never comes, but the feeling of being pulled away makes you open your eyes again. Kyle's arms, the paler skin, finds purchase on your waist and pulls you down out of Stan's hold. You get a quick glimpse of his pout before he goes to circle the both of you.

"I don't know if love at first sight is the right way to describe it, but you made Stan and I feel something we only felt with each other. So, we had to get you down here. Needed to know everything about you, had to hear your voice and tell you how we felt." Kyle confesses as he lets you go and follows his lover in the circular motion.

You're in the middle of their dance now, yet you feel a part of it. You feel a part of them and everything they felt. Kyle was right, maybe love was too strong of a word but there was something akin to it. Something like you felt for the moon when you sang to Her or the ocean, yet this felt grounded. Heavy like how you felt that night you walked home the first time.

The feeling was overwhelming you, starting to boil over that you were sure that tears were spilling from your eyes. You've never cried from happiness like this before, much less cried under water. What could you say to that? Thank them again? You'd be here all night thanking them until you needed air again.

So instead, you opened your mouth and began to sing. Your voice echoes through the deep, letting the undertow take your song to places you know you'll never see. Even now it's impossible to think about just all the places your voice will carry you, but it doesn't matter. Now when it's lead you here. In this beautiful moment surrounded by admiration and a heart’s desire.

Just as the waves push forward, Kyle rides the momentum towards you. Pressing a kiss into your lips. He silences your song for just a moment before continuing his ride.

Just as the waves pull back, Stan lets it carry him towards you. His lips replacing his partners on yours. The song resumes when he's pulled away.

Push and pull. Song and dance. How poetic that you would fall in love with the moon and ocean.

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sidekick-hero · 9 months

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to the rhythm of eternity

(steddie | explicit | 16.8k | tags: Modern Setting, Meet-Cute, Established Relationship, Long-Distance Relationship, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Smut, Christmas Fluff)

This was written for the STuad server gift exchange as a gift for @scarcrossdlvrs 💜 I hope I did your 'Long Distance' prompt justice, Bee!

December 2023

"I can't wait for you to get here, Stevie."

Eddie's voice sounds muffled through the headset, almost too quiet with all the noise around him. The video quality is shitty too, because while it's not even noon for Steve in Chicago, the sun has already set in London and Eddie is walking to the Phoenix Theater to start setting up the sound for the evening show. Steve can see the streetlights in the background casting shadows across Eddie's face. It's a busy street Eddie's walking down and people keep bumping into him, the chatter around him mixing with the sound of passing cars. From the looks of it, it must be Piccadilly, which means Eddie is almost at his current place of employment.

"Me too. God, I miss seeing your stupidly pretty face outside of a tiny screen with a shitty solution." Steve's sigh is tinged with longing instead of annoyance. It's not Eddie's fault that he had to cut back on the bandwidth for their video calls when he was out. The six-hour time difference only made it more difficult for them to both be home with decent broadband to talk. Or do other things.

Eddie grinned down at the screen, and even with the poor solution and bad lighting, Steve could see the pleased expression on his boyfriend's face. "Aww, you think I'm pretty? Stevie, I had no idea." Eddie coos, making it sound like a joke. Steve knows it's not, not really. Which is stupid, because Eddie is one of the most attractive guys Steve has ever seen, with his big brown doe eyes and full lips and interesting nose, tattoos littering the skin of his lithe body. If Steve were there right now, he would grab Eddie and kiss him silly, showing him exactly how pretty Steve thought he was.

"Baby, you know how beautiful I think you are. And how sexy and sweet and funny..." Steve teases, keeping it light, while reassuring his boyfriend that for Steve, Eddie is the best thing that has ever happened to him.

"Okay, okay, big boy, I get it. I guess I just need you to show me when you get here." He waggles his eyebrows suggestively and winks, looking like the biggest dork in existence with his giant headphones and his nose red from the cold and that beloved toothy grin that Steve needs to kiss, like, yesterday.

He quickly scanned the hallway outside his office to make sure no one was coming in before lowering his voice to that deep, seductive tone he usually only uses when they're both under the sheets with their cocks on their hands. "Oh baby, believe me, when I finally get my hands on you, I'm going to show you as many times as you can take it. And then some if you're good."

His words have the desired effect, as Eddie pauses for a moment to put a hand to his face before pressing his phone to his chest and turning the screen black. Steve can make out the faint "jesus h. christ" over the noise, probably because he knew how Eddie would react after two years with him.

Eddie doesn't stop for long though, pushed forward by the crowd around him. "You're a menace, Harrington. A bloody menace, I tell ya."

"Oh, baby, I love it when you talk British to me." It's said in a teasing voice, but there's some truth to it. Eddie's accent had been one of the first things that had piqued Steve's interest when they first met. It's no secret that he loves it when his boyfriend uses it to rile him up even more.

"You've got some weird kinks, Stevie."

"Only for you," Steve says and then adds with a voice that is only for Eddie's ears these days, "I can't wait to show you all the dirty things I think about when I'm alone in bed with my hard cock in my hand, wishing it was your hand or your mouth or, fuck, your ass gripping it tight." He doesn't have to play up the moan that follows, because it's been five months since they last saw each other, and Steve is almost certain he's going to come in his pants the moment Eddie gives him a hug.

"Bloody hell, I'm in public! You can't just... There are rules, Steven. Rules." Judging by the edge of desperation in Eddie's voice, he's not alone in his need.

"Guess you'll have to punish me then, huh? Show me my place."

"Oh, look, I'm at the theater. My place of employment. Guess we'll have to table this lovely discussion until you get here and we have some privacy to talk this over more thoroughly."

"Can't wait, baby. Love you."

"I love you too, sweetheart."

Only one more day before he can hold Eddie in his arms again. Despite all the dirty talk, that's what Steve is looking forward to the most. He can almost feel the comforting weight of Eddie against him, the solid and warm body wrapped tightly in his arms, Eddie's breath on his neck and Steve's nose buried in his dark curls.

With another longing sigh, Steve looks at the clock on the wall before picking up his pen again to go over the remaining paperwork on his desk. Eight hours until his flight to London, he might as well get some last minute work done before he takes the rest of the year off to stay with Eddie.

READ THE REST ON AO3

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #steddie fanfic #stuadholidayexchange #my writing #Nsft

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ellena-asg · 2 months

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hello, any sparrington fics reccommendations?

Hello, dear ♥️ And sorry for late reply!

Sparrington fics? Oh of course! There you go ☺️ (if you can't see any story cause f.e. you're not on ao3, let me know)

• What it takes by NaomiLeyers (PotC movies + books, our beloved pirate husbands meeting asshole Teague + sassy bamf James proving he's the best husband material)

• Clandestine meeting by Yakkorat (okay, there's James and Will talking but truly sparrington is there in the air cause James CARES, Jack is mentioned, it's all about Jack and how James feels about him, James needs Will's help and Will needs James' help, James knows Will cares too, he knows well Jack and Will are besties and pirate brothers to the core, James and his piratey vibes)

• Over the crest again by kayliemalinza (Will is sparrington shipper no 1, Will is a helpful bro, Will is hilarious little devil, James and Jack are hilarious here too, what a comedy, what a joy, James lives AU)

• All this by apex-editor (oh, Jack loves his best friends, Will and Lizzie, very dearly and he respects them but he's also So Much In Love With James and this makes him super happy and super proud and super "Jamie is the best")

• Why me, Sparrow? by ashortdropandasuddenstop (can we count this piece of beauty as fanfic? James lives and captain of his heart is there with him, always there and always for him, right in the feels)

• Star gaze by Chubbiestcow (ayy, sparrington and stars, James being Jack's star and whole sky, Very Romantic Sparrington Moment, tissues please)

• A good advise by Czarna Pantera (Jack and James together on Pearl. Having a talk. Having The Moments)

• Asphuxia by Cherusha (an "oh!" fic, I can't spoil, just know it's very "oh" and "aww")

• The tragic irony of Commodore James Norrington by Ari_the_Arotistic (James in the Locker, James lives AU, feelings so much, a man with dying soul and his saviour, a Very Important Sparrington Moment)

• Cartography by lyryk (Very Romantic Sparrington Drabble)

• Pirate ghost story: Learn to see by blacklipstick (ghost!James on Pearl, Calypso having good and sparrington friendly but also humorous heart, an adorable and funny story with two endings: sad one and happy one)

• To live by oneFishtwoFish (AWE AU, fix it, Jack is always there, I can't spoil I'm sorry)

• Whispers by lyryk (they can't live without each other, they're each other's air, they're a poetry, they're an art, they're everything, better have some tissues)

• Before the world was made by the_dala (again: tissues, sparrington makes people cry, sparrington makes people "aww", Jack being serious, Jack being romantic, James learning from Jack, them being too beautiful for this world)

• Through greeted teeth by dametokillfor (sparrington is heart-touching, beautiful etc but we know they're also dorks, here they are, dorks being dorks)

• James loves everything about Jack's face by Ississ (yeah, Jack loves his beautiful Mr Sarcasmness but James loves Jack sooo much too and he sees his beauty)

• You ruined my life by Skullsz_Writes ("You ruined my life", says James to Jack. Jack laughs cause he knows it's not true. Another nice Sparrington Moment)

• Resolution by Black_Crystal_Dragon (OST AU, James lives, Hector & Co are still there but James is there more, OST version for sparringtoners, touching, warm, HOT)

• Dreams by cjk1701 (Jamie and the one he chases across the seven seas, James' dreams and feelings)

• Honest by savageseraph (James and feelings realization, Jack vs Lizzie, James is an honest man)

• Wasted days by txorakeriak (the truth about sparrington)

• Chances by txorakeriak (CotBP, James visits Jack in prison, they have one of The Talks, so many feelings there)

• The wanting comes in waves by Stained Blue (James lives AU, very magical AU, Calypso helps James but this time it's a dark version and she wants James for herself, James and amnesia, Jack loving his Jamie so much that it hurts, tissues are needed)

• The mercy series by Webcrowmancer (CotBP AU, Jack "kidnaps" James, lots of talks, important talks, lots of thoughts, lots of confessions, exchange of views, so many feelings, many Sparrington Moments: serious, funny, warm, cute, sad, super hot, everything what you want, James learning from Jack, Jack learning from James, them learning about love, them being lovebirds, sparrington endgame)

#pirates of the caribbean #sparrington #sparrington fanfiction #fic recs #james norrington #jack sparrow

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palettepainter · 5 months

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Oooo I am thinking about MHA today..

I'm thinking about Powerloader being a little skrunkly minx to Ectoplasm, his little "Kehehe" gremlin laugh and his smug grin. Thinking about how Ectoplasm will meet Higari's sexual innuendoes with a calm hum and an intrigued raised brow. How even though they've been married for years Higari still finds himself marvelled at the beauty of Ectoplasm's face: the crows feet etched into the corners of his eyes that crinkle when he's especially happy and the impressive shape of his jaw. Thinking about Higari's giant hands that are patterned with calluses from years of hard dedication to his work that hold Ectoplasm's with such care (Ectoplasms hands look dwarfed in comparison to his own). Thinking about Higari hating sweet things, he can't stand them, but he's memorized all the ones Ectoplasm especially likes and if he finds any in a shop he's in, he always buys him a bug without Ectoplasm asking him too. Thinking about them sparing together, perhaps to test out Ectoplasm's prosthetics whenever they get replaced once they're extremely damaged, how Higari is on the same power level as Endeavour - yet Ecto's brains balances out his strength nicely - thinking about Higari pinning Ectoplasm to the training room floor and making a dirty joke with a grin that tells Ectoplasm he is very aware of what he's doing, and Ectoplasm just snorts up at him playfully

Thinking about Ectoplasm enjoying his quite, private space, how he willingly opens up that space so that there is room for Higari even when he needs to vent about work. Thinking about them cozied up in bed and Ectoplasm will teasingly narrate whatever book he is engrossed in to Higari. Higari telling him he's a dork, but Ectoplasm sees the way his lip curls upward in a smile. Thinking about Ectoplasm leaving a fresh, clean jumper out for Higari when it's especially cold because he knows Higari hates winter, and when Higari ends up crawling his way ontop of Ectoplasm - effectively trapping him to the sofa - he doesn't mind. Thinking about Ectoplasm's hands idly brushing through Higari's hair and scratching his scalp, picking out bits of grit and dirt and fussing how he needs a bath. Thinking about Ectoplasm brushing Higari's fringe aside and being able to see his eyes, how they're not young and full of energy eyes, they're tired but caring, kind and patient with age. Ectoplasm joking how it's a miracle Higari can see where he's going with how scruffy his hair is, but deep down, he actually likes Higari's hair a lot - it makes seeing Higari's eyes feel all the more special

Thinking about the two getting to recover in hospital together after a villain attack, how Higari would make paper airplanes out of a little notepad he always keeps on his person (mostly for jotting down ideas for new gadgets to make in the studio) with little messages on them and send them flying over to Ectoplasm across the room. Thinking about Ectoplasm picking out the dark chocolates from his "Get well soon!" gift from the teachers at UA and tossing them to Higari, who he knows loves dark chocolate. Thinking about them being cleared from the hospital on the same day - both with a few new scars and stitches and Higari with a bruised eye. Nothing fatal, it'll heal, he reasons - then Higari jokes how with Ectoplasm's prosthetic legs and his swollen eye they almost make a full pirate, and Ectoplasm lets out a light laugh, rolling whatever pupils a man without can

Thinking about them retiring from hero work and becoming teachers fulltime, about them growing old together and jokingly pointing out the others first grey hairs . Thinking about them buying a house somewhere quite and warm in the country to spend lazy afternoons in the holidays, doing their silly little old men dances in the kitchen to their buzz of their radio (Higari prefers radios to modern speakers)

Thinking bout them sleeping away a morning because they deserve it in their retirement, thinking about Higari clinging to Ectoplasm in his sleep like a koala bear, and how Ectoplasm has grown accustomed to the comforting weight of Higari at his side, and Higari in turn has grown used to the sound of Ectoplasm's relaxed breathing

I just-...I love them so much-

#I miss my gays #I miss my little gay men and their gay love #The only gay teachers ever in my heart #Ectoloader #MHA #Ectoplasm #Powerloader

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calliecat93 · 1 year

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I just need to say it, everything with Kirk and McCoy in The Man Trap is pure perfection. The first five or so minutes is just beautiful because of Kirk's reactions alone. Look at that big smile on his face while McCoy is freaking out about meeting his ex again. I get the feeling that McCoy really doesn't like to talk about his past relationships as much as possible, so for Kirk this is a golden opportunity to see this side of the doctor. His whole reaction when he finds out the 'plum' nickname? The earlier scene where he offers McCoy the weeds to present to Nancy like the little snot he is? Oh God Kirk, I love you~

But of course we can't just have Kirk being a dork and McCoy being... well also a dork now, can we?

A crewman dies and McCoy can't figure out why or how, only ruling out that it was due to poisonous plants. Kirk is already upset that one of his men died on his watch, but then McCoy decides to start talking about how Nancy looked exactly as he saw her when they first met. We know that McCoy is talking literally because that is what he saw and is worrying that his vision is playing tricks on him. Kirk, who saw Nancy as she would have looked, gets pissed and yells at him to figure out what the Hell killed one of his men. The screencaps can't do it justice, but just look at them.

McCoy's demeanor changes completely. You know how me pretty much shut up after Kirk snapped at him in The Corbomite Manuver until they finally made some headway on the situation? It's happening again, with McCoy only able to let out a meek 'yes sir' and this time he didn't even mean to do anything. It's pretty crazy to see the guy who up to this point has never had any issue speaking up just withdrawal because he made Kirk angry, and like I said, we already saw it happen once. Kirk means so much to him, and knowing that he upset him really hits him hard. Even later, when McCoy's figured it out, you can tell that he still feels nervous and guilty. He's not at ease at all and uses 'sir' when addressing Kirk and feeling bad for seemingly messing up again.

But of course, Kirk picks up on that. Kirk was frustrated and is already over it, even using 'Bones' to signal to him that it's alright. He even offers an apology, but McCoy doesn't take it since he feels at fault too for swooning like he did. Again, like in The Corbomite Maneuver, whatever tension arises when the two argue, it doesn't last. They apologize, acknowledge their one fault, and move on. Kirk gets snappy again when they're planet-side, but that's because McCoy is freaking out about Nancy missing and Kirk doesn't want them on the planet where who knows what can kill them. And even then once they're back up, he just tells McCoy to go and rest. He may not be happy with him, but he knows that this is hard for McCoy and is at least trying to be courteous to him and his feelings.

Then of course we have the ending where Kirk goes to confront 'Nancy'. Part of me kind of wishes we saw what happened before that. They pieced together that the creature was gonna head for McCoy, so I can only imagine how freaked out Jim got over if he was even alive at that point. But alas, that's only for us to wonder about...

McCoy, not knowing what the Hell is happening, actually fights Kirk and gets physical, even ripping his phaser away from him. At that point, he's frozen, even as Nancy has Kirk cornered and is about to kill him. Even Spock rushing in, trying to rip the phaser away and outright yelling at McCoy to do something and that it's a fake does nothing except upset him more. To him, despite clearly seeing that something is very, very wrong, he can't do it. It's still Nancy to him. How can he just kill someone he still has feelings for like that. Not even the creature's true form is enough.

What finally gets him to pull the trigger?

Kirk screaming in agony. Like I said, McCoy cares about Kirk so much. Despite the struggle they had just a minute ago, McCoy could never hurt Kirk and not feel utterly horrible about it. Nor can he stand to see anyone else hurt him. The Enemy Within has him getting testy with Spock when he both points out Kirk's slipping command ability and when he's willing to merge the Kirk's back even though it could kill him. So here, hearing Jim screaming in pain as he's being killed right before his eyes, it's what finally pushes McCoy to fire the phaser. Even the creature trying the Nancy trick again does nothing but make him feel worse for what he's about to do, and he kills it for good. All that Kirk, having never wanted McCoy to be hurt like this, can do is tell him that he's sorry

And of course it hurts. No one wanted it to come to this. It's just multiple senseless losses of life. But especially for McCoy, learning that Nancy died long ago and that he nearly allowed Kirk to be killed... well, that's gonna weigh on him for a while. Sadly, whatever happened between the two after this is in the realm of fanon. Obviously neither one are going to blame each other for how they acted, but it doesn't change the fact that to McCoy, because of his foolishness, he almost let his closest friend die while he just stood there. Nor does it change the fact that this is going to hurt him for a while, and if he's unwilling to open up, there's really nothing that Kirk can do to help even though he would in a heartbeat.

It's just sad in the end and feels like there's no real closure to anything. But I do think that it shows that no matter what, no matter if they get upset with one another or hesitate or whatever else, Kirk and McCoy care about each other a lot. Kirk was pretty hard on him in the episode, but he realized that and didn't hold it against him at the end of the day. Even with what happened in the end, I don't think he's upset or angry at McCoy's hesitance, just feels horrible that on some level he put him into it to begin with. And McCoy... well, how he feels should be obvious. But despite all of that, he still chose to protect Kirk, even if that meant killing the woman he had loved so long ago. That's how devoted he is to Jim.

#star trek #star trek tos #mckirk #does this make any sense? idk #but hey I got SOMETHING written

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twiixr4kidz · 2 years

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I promise dis is da last request….. basically…. Scott and the evil exes (minus roxie) as parent. Y/n headcanons cause Yolo (agian so sorry bout meh overload… I just luv ur work)

omg it's not an overload at all!! i love the fun requests you have :D

scott and the evil exes (minus roxie) as parents!!

scott pilgrim

chaos but not in the absolutely crazy way - in the "i have no idea what im doing" way

he doesn't know how to hold a baby or how to feed a baby or how to change the baby's diaper

so you're going to have to give him like. a lesson on how to.

BUT WHEN HE FINALLY GETS THE HANG OF IT, expect him to actually let you sleep??

he knows it was a lot of work carrying a whole child for 9 months and even though he's exhausted from being up all night with a baby who's whining and crying for seemingly no reason...

he's just happy you're getting your much needed beauty sleep

matthew patel

somehow already knows exactly how to parent??

you don't know where it came from but seeing him bond with your kid is just precious

mattie has an air about him that causes the baby to just... stop?? crying??

you have no idea how he does it but whenever you can't figure out what's wrong, matthew can

this man is a sucker for playing peekaboo with the kid though

like an absolute sucker

the delight on his face when the baby gets surprised is hilariously adorable

lucas lee

bro was built to be a father IM JUST SAYING

he would be an incredible dad

he's not sure about the ins and outs, but neither are you, so it's a learning process for the two of you

the late nights of crying are less than favorable, but whenever one of you is too tired, the other takes over so they can get a little shut-eye in

he's definitely the kind of dad who wants the baby to be his little mini-me

MATCHING OUTFITS.

you're going to have to explain to lucas that he cannot put a mini leather jacket onto his 2 month old child and is going to (jokingly) argue with you over it

todd ingram

he gets the hang of the whole dad business pretty damn quick

especially for someone who was panicking about it merely weeks before the birth

and the day of the birth

and every day after that

NOT THE POINT

similarly to lucas, he thinks the whole matching outfit thing is absolutely adorable, and he's going to try to rope you into it too

he's gonna show the kid all of his favorite movies and play his favorite songs for them, even if they're too young to understand what's going on

he's also the kind of dad who totally talks to the kid about how much he loves their parents

kyle katayanagi

he has thrown confetti at this child every single month anniversary of their birth just because he thinks it's the funniest thing ever

and honestly, it kind of is

he's not happy about being up all night, and he's gonna complain about it A LOT

just give him the "i carried this fucking child for 9 months you have no room to talk" look and he'll shut up SJDKFHKSDJHF

despite being a huge dork, he's really helpful with the kid!!

i mean duh

he's the dad

absolutely loves playing with them

he reads them a bedtime story literally every single night and he doesn't plan on stopping ever

ken katayanagi

at first, he isn't sure what to do

of course he wants to bond with his own kid, but he doesn't know how to go about it

literally just hand him the baby while he's going about his normal tasks and he'll eventually get the hang of it

he loves putting the baby to bed, and whenever you can't find him, he's probably sitting in the chair next to crib and making sure the baby's okay

he's gonna be a little more overprotective of both you and your child just because he doesn't wanna see any harm come to either of you

like at all

gideon graves

he's the most responsible man ever

that being said, you once handed the baby off to gideon and came back to see he was explaining all the different parts of his music studio

to a 3 month old

who could only giggle and cry

that being said, he does take care of a lot of responsibilities around the house

moreso now that there's another person to worry about

he insists that you take care of the baby and make sure they're fed and changed and stuff

he starts cooking and cleaning more in between gigs, and even though you can't come as often anymore, he makes sure to make it up to you every single time

#scott pilgrim #scott pilgrim x reader #matthew patel #matthew patel x reader #lucas lee #lucas lee x reader #todd ingram #todd ingram x reader #kyle katayanagi #kyle katayanagi x reader #ken katayanagi #ken katayanagi x reader #scott pilgrim vs the world #spvtw

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ciaossu-imagines · 9 months

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I'm back with another Saiyuki ask ✌️

So you know, the Ikkou is really famous, anywhere they go, they get stopped by townspeople who want Sanzo to chant Sutras and such... So, that's kinda Sanzo's fanclub.

Do you think Hakkai, Goku and Gojyo have a fanclub too ? How good would they be at handling it ? Maybe Kogaiji, Dokugaku, Yaone and Lirin have one too, they seem really loved among yokais.

Anyway, I got "inspired" while listening to the Idol drama-cd lol

This one made me laugh quite a bit! I love this idea and had a lot of fun answering this one! Thank you so much for the request and I hope you'll enjoy the headcanons!

Okay, realistically, I don't think Hakkai, Goku and Gojyo have fan-clubs all their very own, though they are recognized and known. I think it's more that they're recognized and known though as companions to Sanzo and fans of theirs are normally already part of Sanzo's fan-club and they're liked by extension.

But just because the idea of it really amuses me, we're going to put that realistically aside and pretend that yes, all three of these dorks have their own fan-clubs and that they're all just as sizeable as Sanzo's.

Now, Gojyo definitely would get a little bit of a swollen ego when he first learns he has a fan-club. He's going to be pissed if it turns out that most of his fans are men...he's really hoping his fan-club consists of mostly beautiful women. He definitely would be the one to take advantage of a beautiful woman being a fan of his already to get laid, if the click and connection was there with that person. Otherwise, he might have a drink with a fan, if they amuse or seem cool to him. He tends to be pretty okay and friendly to his fan-club, but only if they don't come off as being annoying or wanting too much from him.

Hakkai is the most level-headed and realistic about having a fan-club. He knows that his so called fans really don't know anything about him at all, that they're infatuated with an idea of him and not who he actually is. So he never really has moments of ego or lets it get to his head at all. He'll remain polite and civil to any of his so-called fans and he won't go out of his way to be rude to them at all. He's generally pretty okay with being approached, as long as they don't take up too much of his time or cross any of his boundaries but for the most part, he prefers not to interact with his fan-club all that much.

Much like Gojyo, I do see Goku enjoying the idea of having a fan-club and he thinks it's really cool. He sees most of his 'fan-club' as friends and it might go to his head a little at first. For the most part, he's cheerful and nice to everyone who is his fan, though he really hates it when they start to get demanding or if they get too touchy-feely with him and that's when he has no problem letting them know they need to back off. While probably the friendliest of the three, Goku has no problem putting his foot down and making people back the fuck off and he does have a temper. If people annoy him too much, he's just going to walk away and if they try to stop him, he's cool with a fight too, if they look at all strong.

Okay, but honestly, when it comes to Kougaiji...you know how teenage girls hang posters and cut out pictures of their favourite celebrities and such all over their walls? If such things existed in the Saiyuki universe, I think Kou would be plastered all over so many demon girl's walls and probably a fair few demon boy's as well. He's a huge deal to demons and as he's fairly handsome, I think that really helps his popularity among the demon girls in particular. However, he's really not that great about handling the whole 'I have a rabid, insanely passionate fan-club' thing. He appreciates their support, sure, but like...they're more terrifying than some of the enemies he has faced and he can't just kill them like he does his enemies. He largely tries to avoid them as much as he can and it's part of Yaone and Dokugakuji's responsibilities to help him do such.

#replies #saiyuki #headcanons #genjo sanzo #sha gojyo #cho hakkai #son goku #kougaiji #dokugakuji #yaone #lirin

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robotbackpack · 1 year

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Shino X Reader or Shino X OC fic I have an idea for, but will probably never get around to writing:

Prologue during meteor disaster of The Last (ugh, I haven't even seen it yet, just read summaries) when Shino and Kiba are on search-and-rescue

Shino finds a teenage civilian girl in the rubble of a building

She's already crying when the bugs find her from a broken leg

Shino removes rubble covering her, informs the medical team she'sseverelyinjured, asks her if she's ready to be moved, and floats her out on a swarm of bugs

Boruto-era (because they done my bugboi dirty in Next Generations)

The girl he saved is very shy and nerdy

She's just a little younger, maybe 3 or 4 years

She has always remembered him as her hero

She picks up any discarded XCards with Shino on them that she finds

She likes to stash them in the hollow of her favorite tree in the park, or take them home to the (pile of) box(es) in the corner of her shed

If she can't bring them to either place easily, she might make it into an origami bug, or leave it in a patch of flowers

She dislikes bugs, but mostly because they never ask permission before touching her

She intensely dislikes surprise touches, and distrusts those who surprise her often

She really doesn't like drunk people because they're usually too touchy without permission

She likes to watch bugs sometimes, though, as a peaceful, quiet, often beautiful part of nature

She thinks it is cute and gentle that he still plays with toys, and he does things that bring him joy

I can't decide if she's taken a self-defense class or not, but I think she has.

She loves touching someone on her terms.

She asks to hold his hand first.

The next meeting, he asks to hold her hand too

These dorks are fully adults and blushy, sweaty-palmed, heart-fluttery messes just from holding hands discreetly in the park

She asks for their first hug too.

She has big thick glasses, so when Shino asks for a first kiss, he's a nervous wreck, but he takes off his visor so it doesn't get in the way. (They are several dates in before he decides he's been thinking about it too much, and finally makes his request)

The poor girl is not ready for the full beauty of this man's face. She is dumbstruck, transfixed by this ikemen suddenly looking directly into her eyes so sincerely

(Funny version: she literally forgets to breathe and faints)

They kiss though, and it is sweet and tender and awkward and enough for now but just the beginning

Shino's class can tell something is up he's been acting weird(er than usual). Absolutely love struck. Super prone to daydreams.

Mostly the kids are nervous how much he's smiling, and some are worried he's planning something and trying to butter them up.

The most romantically inclined child figures it out first. Classic Classroom Hinjinx ensue

#aburame shino #blorbo shipping #boruto did our bugboi dirty #i wrote so much but dang this would be several chapters if I put in the time #aburame shino x reader #aburame shino x oc #油女シノ

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A letter from Eddie would heal my heart please 🖤

Hey Sweetheart,

I've seen you around, and I just can't get your style and your pretty face, and all those witty things you say, out of my mind. You're a one of a kind lady, and it's so metal.

I've been observing closely, honey, and I think you and I could have a beautiful time enjoying our freaky mutual interests together.

Let's wear our Halloween costumes and watch some scary movies. I have a bunch of candy and snacks we could eat while we curl up in front of the tv.

I bought soooo much Halloween candy for the Hellfire squirts, but even those ravenous little paladin dorks couldn't eat it all. I guess I went a little overboard. I...uh...I do that a lot...with everything. I just really want them to have some good Halloweens. Every kid deserves that, don't you think?

The parents in the trailer park always shoo their kids way from our place while trick or treating, and that simply won't do. No church lady mom is gonna interfere with a well deserved sugar high...no ma'am...not on my watch.

So every year, I take my ass out in my stupid little vampire cape and a giant bowl of candy and run around tossing some to all the little dudes. None of those gross circus peanuts or candy corn from Uncle Eddie either. It's gotta be Snicker and Reese's Cups and the good shit. I give 'em extra if they're super weird nerdy little dudes. Gotta encourage nonconformity young, right?

I....uh...I lost my train of thought. I just keep rambling because I don't want to stop talking to you and I'm nervous and....anyway. I have Halloween candy and I'd love for us to share it while we hang out. Call me?

❤️🖤❤️🤘

Eddie

@sweetsigyn @hellfirenacht @leelei1980 @josephfakingquinn @fairyysoup @take-everything-you-can @itsfreakingbats

#eddie munson fanfic #love letters from Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson #lovely mutuals #lovely fanfic friends #lovely asks

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the-zapped-part-timer · 3 months

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Penn Zerothon Day 12

Lady Starblaster💫

My Ramblings: It's party time, people! School dance for what? Just because! Poor Terry got beaten by Sashi for the third time so far. Love how Penn just casually kills Larry and is such a dance machine (Larry is ok, but damn boy). He's git to have people focus in him.

And here's me at a dance, I mean, Rippen, at the dance... not dancing. "That's it, idiots. Dance your lives away, when you could be standing next to the punch bowl with your arms crossed." Wonder what school was like for him, not very kind I'm sure.

Penn's got dancing fever! Flinging Phyllis around and making her feel 1,014 again. Wait, what was that Phyllis? Whatever, she had fun.

HOLD UP! Wonky continuity! Remember back at when I bought up this before in "Brainzburgerz?" There's a picture of him in the Galaxy World and at the beginning of "Number One Number Two", they're in that world! So, what the heck!? Unless I'm over analyzing and when he said: "What am I wearing?" Maybe he meant like, "Hey? Where's my swim suit? We're at the beach." That doesn't really make sense either... this show and my brain sometimes.

Time to impress the space dictator, Count Destructo by stealing an entire planets water, like you do! To answer Rippen's question, he'd be a viscount, if he was made one. Also, I can see where Larry is coming from now about Rippen being a nurturing person, he was like that at the end of "It's a Colorful Life." How many times could've Rippen been like that off screen? I also get that it is Larry and not totally reliable, but still. Rippen would make an okay nurse, I believe.

Way to assume that the captain is a man, Rippen. Get with the times, old man! I know it's for the reveal, but it's funny he just assumed the gender.

And the reveal of Lady Starblaster herself, and damn, I'd be like Rippen too. But he falls instantly and so hard for her after 10 literal seconds of seeing her. He's down baaaaad. Even fantasizing spending a lifetime with her, 10 seconds y'all. Also he doesn't know a damn thing about her but he just assumes she the time to throw a vicious snake at him... or maybe that's just something he's into. I don't judge, like how I don't judge them drinking out of Larry's head on a date. Larry would be cool with that. I would go their wedding but I don't know if I'd do well with volcanos, it would also be awkward to just see three kids dangling off the edge.

Also the song lyrics to this fantasy?:

You make my heart so cold

So cold, it chills my bones

Baby, there's no one who scares me like you do

I'm so afraid of you

Rip on my heart

I'M OBSESSED!

This poor woman having to deal with guys like him fantasizing about her and calling her beautiful. She gives him 10 seconds to surrender or perish, which, hey! That's the same amount of time it took to fall in love with you! And he's totally entranced by her that she literally has to snap him out of his daze to remind him that he will die. Larry's face during the count down was of concern while Rippen? Pure bliss. Right so, Larry is gonna try and wingman ol' Rip and it works put pretty well. I mean we get to hear him say "totes adorbs." That's a win in my book. He's so cringe. Thank goodness she takes the compliment well.

Ooo, she can cock her eyebrow just as good as him. She's serving. God I can't handle his cuteness, it's overbearing! Lady Starblaster stop! Your killing me!

I wanna know what it was like for the Trio to wear those robots, how did they walk? It doesn't matter, but I'm curious. Like stilts?

Would you try a space rat on a cracker? Do you think that would taste good? Rippen says so, but I've seen what he puts in his mouth (I'll bring that up later, trust me). Larry just takes three and hasn't even tried them yet, his face.

Flurgle Burgle is dead, she just yeeted that poor space pig into a robot WILHELM SCREAM. Just... wow.

This dork is so nervous he's got pit stains on his metal suit and all he has to say to that is "thank you." This man has no rizz. Larry is being flung and pushed to every which way this episode.

I desperately always want her to answer Rippen's "is your boyfriend coming" question with: "No, but my girlfriend will after her yoga class." I bet her dating pool is rough, luckily she has a highly specific thing for men who have hair like a skunk monster. Which I don't believe at all, sorry Rip. God the face he makes when she says that is priceless.

Damn, she's like, uber evil. I bet Rippen had a lot of hard feelings and lechery for her in that very moment. Too bad Penn's ocean blue eyes somehow caught Rippen's attention. God, the man can't get through a sentence around her at all without being horny. Poor Penn and co have to watch this unfold. Rippen is so freaking tall compared to her.

Yes take him to the pump room- I mean the heroes, take them to to room with all the water...

Maybe this man does have rizz, he's gonna have a dance with her! His little giggle, I just AAAAAAHHHHHHH! This gives Penn an idea and luckily it works out because Rippen doesn't know how to dance. Bringing it back around! He has to accept, Penn has won Middleburg's Snazziest Feet award three times. So Penn gets to have a silly dancing lesson with his art teacher and than Rippen will shoot him into the vacuum of space, sounds good. Why does Larry have a violin in his robot stomach hatch thing? Why wouldn't he?

Just this scene, I'm speechless. Penn is being actually so helpful, I can't wait for Starblaster and Rippen to dance! Be a shame if the heroes got loose of their cuffs and Sashi had access to her laser blaster. Such a shame.

"Never send a man to do a woman's job." Starblaster, she ate. Sashi? Agrees and tries to kill her. She succeeds in the fight and lets her dangle over her watery grave.

No need to fear, Rippen is here! With the power of skunk hair! He really sold on the idea of be married to her by a giant bat, huh? Too bad she isn't and tosses him and Larry over to their watery grave, thank goodness to Larry's strength! She never was interested, like a sane woman to be honest.

Remember that Larry has a jetpack? She didn't. Nobody betrays his bestie! He just scoops her up and she tries to convince him join her, get rid of Rippen and they can rule the galaxy tog- nope! He says: "Get away from him, you witch." A very clear Aliens reference, which is so damn good because she is voice by Sigourney Weaver, star of Aliens and who said that line... but with bitch instead, which Larry should have said. Let Larry say bitch! AND THAN HE KILLS HER! HE GOT HER, SHE'S DEAD. DROWNS.

Rippen loves her even more after that double-crossing and wishes he had gotten that dance. And Larry like the bestie he is, asks for a dance.... my heart. Rippen checks around first and than HE ACCEPTS! I'M GOING TO EAT MY HAND!

Star Wars Tie Fighter sound. Oh yeah, the heroes save the day and return all the water.

Rippen thanks Larry for always having his back and Larry's like: "That's what best friends are for." Then Rippen dips him, I CAN'T-

Oh, hey, that Count Destructo is here. That guy. That's not what matters, what matters is that he says: "Hey, what up, Boyyyy?" HE'S SO CRINGE, I LOVE HIM! I LOVE HIM AND LARRY.

Lady Starblaster lives! And a fish thing promptly falls in love with her. What does she doe? Xenomorph-mouths the fish! JUMPSCARE!

~The Characters~

Penn Zero: Snazzy boy snazzes it up and saves the day! Bu this ain't about him.

Boone Wiseman: He has one line, and it's good.

Sashi Kobayashi: She should have finished the job, but I'm glad she didn't.

Rippen: SUCH CRINGE! SUCH A LOVESICK FOOL! Every scene with him and Lady Starblaster is cringe and adorable! I usually don't like the idea of "guy falls instantly in love with a woman he has no chance with and can't shut up about it" but I really enjoyed this. Rippen is such a dork, he's cringe but free. But realistically, I wouldn't want his to happen to me (sort of did?)... unless it was him.

Larry: Such a wingman, he was there trying his best to help that hopeless romantic. He's a true bestie!

Dimension(s): We have seen this world before, but briefly, it's space. No one can hear you try to rizz.

Forms: I love Penn and Sashi's hair. That's it really.

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Amber🤠

My Ramblings:

~The Characters~

Penn Zero:

Boone Wiseman:

Sashi Kobayashi:

Rippen:

Larry:

Dimension(s):

Forms:

#PZPTH #Penn Zero: Part-Time Hero #Penn Zerothon #Lady Starblaster #Amber

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heartfucksmouth · 4 months

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4 days without my iud, and 2 days off doxycycline. still bleeding but ... less? I'm scared to say it out loud bc I did have 2 hours the other day where I bled thru a pad and onto the couch. I have cleaned so many fucking stains....

hesitantly saying I feel slightly better. my moodiness is easing, I'm not feeling like I'm being knifed in my ovary, dare I even admit I survived the whole day without a nap and only slight suffering by 5pm lmao

we spent a nice morning together and took ade to his first beach at a pond down the street.

next order of business is calling my pcp - I need my iron checked but I really would like all my hormones checked too.

2 weeks until ade's first birthday. I cannot comprehend how my life is what it is and that I have such an incredibly beautiful child. like. I made that! he looks like me! me, who didn't think I'd be alive past 2014. but I'm here and life is so different in many ways and today reminded me that it just might end up okay in the end. I worry constantly about the world I brought this child into, but when it's just us in the moment, watching him experience the world.... it really heals me in a way I can't put to words. I pick up small rocks and shells and show them to him like they're precious jewels, I put an emerald-green beetle on his leg. I laugh when he bites a stick and then makes a face and spits out dirt. he reminds me that magic is truly in the smallest of moments. I get to be a dork and point out a blue Robin's egg on the ground, blazing yellow goldfinch in a tree... I taught myself about the world and I can't wait to show him the magical things that exist. and hold him through the painful times.

day to day is still difficult, and I'm still adjusting. but the ceaseless wonder and awe I feel when I look at this tiny human, and the partner who helped create him... sometimes it makes me feel richer than I ever thought possible

#personal #bumble ade #bumblebee #mothering #iud

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spidey-bie · 6 months

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So, the nicknames "Roses" for comic!Hobie came from Moxie painting them. It's the thing of they don't people, physical bodies or the shit infront of them. They are distantly native, and with that comes the belief that everything that lives has a soul. Moxie doesn't paint their muses faces, they paint the soul of their muses. Hobie is a complicated ass character, with many complicated ass things to him. He's a dork, but if you meet him in the street he'll only threaten to beat your ass. He cares like hell about everything, but he's the quietest in the room until you start fucking up and he has to step in to beat your ass. When the social climate fucked up that people couldn't have the means to live, and that's pretty fucked up ngl, He beat the president's ass. All while hiding under his little punk song references. You're catching Moxie's vibe here? There's one main consistency in behavior and emotion with him. He's a sweet dreamer who has a big ass chip on his shoulder in a capitalist hellhole that wants to kill him for caring about anything other then himself and money. That's a rose. No fucking seriously, think about it. Roses (At-least in america) are no longer a commonly wild plant. Their roots are so weak that they need to be grafted new ones just to survive through growing. They're beautiful, sure. It's the fact that they are beautiful that gets them killed. We only want to farm and chop them down to make shit like Ornament gifts or plucked their petals for people to fuck on. Yes, we also use them for a food produce, but is that your working class experience? The working class is most a country's people. They get farmed and butchered for the fact they had the misfortune of being pretty to another species. The only thing they did was exist. That fucking sucks, man. The tools that they use to keep themselves safe are stripped (thorns) and they are put on display just to watch the life they have left wither away in a day. If you can't tell, Moxie considers plant life apart of important life. They also find it very disrespectful themselves to be gifted flowers because they have the opinion it's basically saying "These were pretty, so I murdered life for you!" Thank you, Ted Bundy. (Still the character's opinion) What they painted the first time Hobie came to them was a willow tree, full of colorful roses. The willow part is because many animals in an ecosystem rely on them to rest, to make homes. They were ancient pollinators for bees, they are known in tribe's for pain relievers. Typically historically they are known as biofilters for important water sources to filter out pollution and shit. Put both of those together and you have something beautiful and dangerous, yet important for a living environment. Something that single-handedly makes the water run clean for animals to drink. Something entire cultures build their wonder around because of it's ability to exist. Admiration was always there, from day one. Mutually. Hobie is a wild-grown rose. Something that defied all systems in place to prevent them from flourishing. Here he stands, Beautiful. (Moxie speaking)

(Yes this painting is the one hobie stole, that lead to moxie being able to inter-dimensionally teleport and lead to them re-meeting. It's a very important narrative painting.) (No, they don't have a ship name but we'll make one up and pretend like we always had one in our back pocket. Bullshitting, GO!)

IM FINALLY GETTING TO THIS WOOOO

GO COFFEE ADRENALINE

OOOOOO love that for them. The essence of the soul is captured by their brush and not their physical form. That's wicked.

OMG THE SYMBOLISM OF HOBIE BEING A ROSE. Putting a show of being beautiful and harmless but underneath it all lies thorns. LIKE UGHHHH.

Oh my God I should've kept reading before I wrote that paragraph because your thought process is even better than what I came up with. DAMNNNNN just putting that into perspective is amazing. We give so many things value and yet instead of enjoying its presence and just leaving it be we exploit it.

Bro not you not having a ship name 💀. (Idk man paintpunk, colorpunk, soulpunk, the punk and the painter just spitballing here.

#AHHHHHH #sorry this took so long #i never have an attention span ever 😭#moxie #comic hobie #hobie x oc #my fuzzy friends [🕷️]#jay webs words

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currentlyfckingurmom · 1 year

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Her Song part 26

"I didn't know she could speak French," Florence whispers. It's late night by now, and everyone else is asleep. Visiting hours are technically over, but Scarlett and Lizzie basically refused to leave, and then requested a better room. So now we're in one of the biggest rooms on the peds floor.

"Yeah, I started teaching her as soon as she got a handle on English. It's better to learn young. I didn't realize she could speak it that well, though."

"She has a good teacher," Flo smiles. "You should probably get some sleep, Y/N. It's been a long day."

"I know. It's just," I breathe, "I hate that this isn't over, you know? She still has to undergo chemo. And I don't know if I can handle her being that sick."

"I know, darling. Come here." She grabs my hand and pulls me toward her, so I'm practically laying on top of her on the small couch. I curl into her side and breathe in her perfume. It relaxes me and my muscles finally loosen as everything fades to black.

TWO WEEKS LATER

"They're gonna do what?" Syd asks wide-eyed.

"They're just gonna put a tiny tube in your arm so you can get the medicine you need," I explain calmly. "I'll be there the whole time and you can squeeze my hand as tight as you want, okay?"

Once it's time for the chemo to be administered, she states at me with wide eyes full of fear, determined to not look at the small tube in her arm. We sit there together and I reassure her that everything is okay.

She's stronger than I ever imagined and she gets through the first treatment with a brave face. For the first time, I feel like we just might beat this.

THREE WEEKS LATER

When Florence returns to the hospital after her meeting, she's met with a sobbing child.

"Syd, baby, I promise it will grow back," I try to calm her down.

"No! I'll be bald and ugly! You can't take my hair, I won't let you!"

"Syd...we don't have a choice, honey. The medicine is making your hair fall out and it's only gonna get worse."

"Sydney," Florence says, coming to stand behind her in the bathroom, "I promise you won't be ugly. You are beautiful. And your mom is right; hair grows back. After everything you've faced, this is nothing. So let's face it together, yeah?"

She grabs the scissors off the sink and I expect her to cut Syd's hair but to my surprise, she reaches up and begins to cut her own hair. My jaw drops as I watch long strips of blonde hair fall to the ground. Syd watches in fascination and her tears slowly dry. After a few minutes, Flo is left with a messy haircut that will definitely need some touching up.

"What do you think?" she asks Syd with a smirk, discreetly winking at me.

"You don't know how to cut hair, do you?" Syd asks, shaking her head and grimacing.

Flo scoffs in fake offense. "I'll have you know, I cut my brother's hair...once." Sydney laughs. "Okay, whatever. Maybe if I'm nice, your mom will help me fix it later. So, are you ready for your turn?"

Syd only hesitates for a second before nodding. Flo hands me the scissors and I slowly cut the sickly thin hair shorter. Once it's short enough, I shave the rest. After I'm done, I crouch down and spin Syd to face me, smiling softly.

"You look beautiful, Sydney."

She looks to Florence for approval, who smiles and says, "utterly dashing."

"I'm sleepy," Sydney mumbles. "I'm going to take a nap." I press a kiss to her head and she goes to lay down.

"You didn't have to do that, Flo."

"I know," she shrugs. "But it helped, didn't it? It made her feel better. Besides, I've been wanting to cut my hair. Everyone needs a little change once in a while."

"You're a dork," I laugh. "Come here."

She steps closer, resting her hands on my hips and I run my hands through her messy short hair. "Yeah, I'm gonna have to fix this," I giggle.

I grab the scissors and spend the next ten minutes fixing her hair until it looks perfectly messy. After I set the scissors back down on the counter, she wiggles her eyebrows, asking "how do I look?"

I pull her closer with one hand and run my other hand through her hair, before suddenly grabbing it and pulling her head back. "Well, it's still long enough to pull," I whisper in her ear, biting lightly before pushing her away and reveling in the fiery blush that lights up her face.

...

"It's amazing what you've done with such a modest budget. I like that boulder. That is a NICE boulder."

Shrek. Again. I can't tell you how many times I've watched Shrek in the last month.

Syd is sitting in her bed, watching happily. I'm sitting in Florence's lap with my feet kicked up on the bed, leaning back against her front and texting David and Ash to make sure the shop is still running smoothly. Florence has her arm wrapped protectively around my waist, resting her head on my shoulder as she watches Shrek.

Dr. Shepherd and Dr. Robbins walk in the room with smiles on their faces. Arizona smiles politely at Florence and I. Since that night when Flo got obviously jealous, she hasn't been anything other than professional.

"We have some news for you guys," Dr. Shepherd starts. She gestures for me to follow them into the hall, so I stand up. When I realize Florence isn't following, I stop and wave her out with me. I think she's afraid of overstepping, but I couldn't do this without her.

"Based on the blood tests and scans, the cancer isn't gone," Dr. Robbins starts.

"However," Dr. Shepherd says, "it is shrinking. We got a good majority of the tumor with surgery, but the remaining cancerous cells have decreased significantly since then."

"Does this mean..." I ask, scared to get my hopes up.

"I can't guarantee anything, but there's a good chance she's going to make it out of this. But you have to remember that those chances can decrease over the years."

"I know. I've done my research." I let out a watery laugh. "But at least there's hope, right?"

"There's hope," Dr. Robbins says. They leave and I turn to Florence with a stupid smile on my face.

There are tears falling freely down both of our faces. I wrap my arms around her neck in a tight hug and bury my face in her shoulder. I'm not sure if I'm laughing or crying, but I don't really care.

#florence pugh x reader #florence pugh

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