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bae imagine soft soonyoung and idk like a rainy day and it’s just so cozy idk do whatever u want w this :3
damn that hoshi brainrot is really getting to you huh
you've had a bad week and cant wait for the weekend to go out and have a nice thats just you and your boyfriend soonyoung
but then you wake up, and its raining, totally ruining all of your plans (and you kind of feel like crying)
but then your beautiful perfect boyfriend wraps his arms around your waist and peppers your cheek and neck with kisses
and he tells you that you two can still have a relaxing, cute day together
and he pulls you into the bedroom to collect blankets and pillows together and then you two build a pillow fort in your living room
the rain makes the room a bit chilly and so soonyoung wraps you up in a blanket and holds you in his arms as you watch animated movies together
soonyoung finds any reason to press kisses all over your face and it makes you giggle which makes him grin and your heart swells at the sight of his beaming face
later in the day you two attempt to make dinner together, but you two are too focused on each other to realize you're burning the chicken, so you eventually just get take out
you eat it in your fort and when you two are done soonyoung wraps you up in his arms again
and you feel so safe there, and you realize that even if your original plans got ruined it's okay, because no matter what doing anything with soonyoung will be perfect
especially when soonyoung works so hard to make it perfect for you
you fall asleep in the fort, cuddled up to soonyoung, your heart full of love, the calming sound of the rain hitting the roof lulling you to sleep
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#hoshi#kwon soonyoung#hoshi thoughts#hoshi fluff#hoshi x reader#ahhh i hope this is okay#its been a bit since i've taken requests#if you hate it just curse me out in a vm idk#rru.minis#rru.requests#rru.moots#mika!!#★ sfw#rru.writes
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Start simple
[Gen / 4k words / Perc’ahlia + Vesper Elaina de Rolo & Vox Machina]
[First two scenes use dialog from Dalen’s Closet; gift fic for @katia-dreamer]
[HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY KATIE!! I’m sorry I’m late, between the end of the semester and the conference I’ve been busy as a bee - but this was a wonderful distraction <3 ]
“What’s her name?” asks Scanlan. Even in his arms she is tiny.
It’s by some fluke that he’s the first of Vox Machina to hold her. Keyleth was, as luck would have it, far from any trees and a fair flight besides. The whole process had Tary a little lightheaded, so he is recovering from a fainting spell in the drawing room. Pike is tidying up after the whole ordeal, and Grog stampeded off to fetch Cassandra and water and snacks in no clear order.
Vex’s heart beats empty with her daughter - her daughter! - a few feet away, pulling each inhale taut until she can hold her again. It’s a new feeling. It’s terrifying - and altogether exhausting, moreso than the whole birthing business.
Percy brushes sweaty hair away from her temples for the nth time - neither have the strength to rebraid the tangle to keep it that back. She can’t quite tear her eyes away from their baby to see his face, but from how his voice stumbles over the smallest sounds she knows it’s messy with adoration.
“Do you want to -”
She shakes her head. “Oh no, it’s all you.”
He takes a breath so big she feels it tremble against her back. “It’s Vesper.”
(Vesper is an old Celestial word for the evening star - fitting, then, that the sun had only just closed its eyes before she began to squall.)
Scanlan’s smile widens. He half-nods, or maybe readjusts his angle to get a better look at her. “Oh,” he says, “that’s pretty good.”
Vex lied, earlier. It’s not all Percy. “Vesper Elaina,” she adds, because that’s her mother’s name and she knows Scanlan. Knows how he fights off tears too big for him with an even bigger grin.
“Vesper Elaina de Rolo,” Percy finishes. She suspects he’ll never grow tired of saying it. Doubts she will, either. It feels revitalizing, a healing word, their daughter’s name a spell on them.
Finally, after a long silence, where Vex’s heart beats too loud and her ears prick for even the faintest gurgle of protest and all of her -
Scanlan’s eyes flit their way, coy. He rocks over, all gentleness Vex has never known to him, and makes to return the baby to her parents. Pike is stirring, so who knows how long they have. “Just one middle name?”
“Start simple,” says Percy.
[Keep reading on AO3!]
#critical role#campaign 1#vox machina#cr fanfic#critical role fanfiction#perc'ahlia#percahlia#vesper de rolo#de rolo family#vex'ahlia#percival de rolo#keyleth#pike trickfoot#grog strongjaw#just a whole lotta VM and family fluff#Vesper collecting nicknames like Vex earned titles <333 rlly runs in the family#ft: aasimar!Vesper. Trans!Vax'ildan2. why I think Gwen has those extra names. just a lot of fluff
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Violet Memoire x Male!reader (Romantic hcs)
Basically how they would act in a romantic relationship with you, the reader. Here is the link to the VN. Enjoy reading!
Pairings: Oscar, Leigh, Lucas, Wallace x m!reader (seperate)
Characters mentioned: Selwyn, Charlie, Aure
Genre: Fluff, light angst
Warnings: Crying, cursing, talking about past trauma (though not in detail), not proofread
Oh boy
Get ready for constant teasing
I mean.. what did you expect?
If you aren't than I don't believe you
Now Oscar is 6'7'' meaning you are most likely shorter than him
He's definitely going to like either ruffle your hair or he's going to lean on your head
However if you don't want him to do that and make it obvious he'll stop
Will for sure make A LOT of dirty jokes and refrences but he will tone it down if it makes you uncomfortable
If your guys' relationship lasts long enough he will open up about his past to you
Make sure you tell him that you are listening and comfort him if you have to because he doesn't show this side of him often
And when he comes to a particular hard memory and you hug him and tell him he's got nothing to worry about..
He starts crying.
First they are soft sniffles but then quickly they turn into full on sobs
You honestly thought he doesn't cry because of very positive aura (dumb I know)
He's crying because it hits him that you are actually by his side and he does have nothing to worry about
It surprised you that the Oscar started crying
Back to fluff
But you put your shocked feelings aside to comfort Oscar
Like that one time where he took you to your favorite restaurant and you spend the majority of the night talking with each other about nothing and everything
While Oscar is teasing you and making sex jokes most of the time he does have his romantic moments
Or where he prepared a big picnic for you both on a hill
Or he took you swimming with Selwyn and you almost drowned
WILL pick you up out of nowhere and just.. carry you
All in all he's a great S/O
Yes
Just yes
He's SOOOOO loving and caring towards you
Also very protective
Like he will always walk beside you and give the heaviest death glare to anyone who's even looking at you wrong
You just mean SO much to him
This dude got trauma. Obviously
We just don't know what it exactly is (We have public build 13 as I'm writing this)
He's not secretive about it
He just says that his father was an asshole and that his mother is dead
He won't elaborate any further though
You need patience with him if you want know more about him
Eventually he will sit down with you and explain everything. From beginning to end
He won't cry while explaining. He just spaces out a bit and doesn't say anything until he continues.
At the end of it he is very nervous about your reaction
He's scared that you will leave him
However when you put your hand slowly on his own and he looks back up at you and sees you softly smiling at him, he's relieved
You reassure him that you will always stay by his side
Okay back on track
Late night cuddles on the couch are just perfect with him
Unfortunetly this doesn't happen often since 1. He has college and 2. He has to work for both himself and his sister
If you offer money to him or suggest he and Charlie can stay at your place, he will refuse
He doesn't want to bother you (which he doesn't)
You still suggest it from time to time
Also speaking of Charlie
You are BFFs with her
Like from the moment you meet
You both talked about different things like sports, hobbys, food, games etc.
You were already planning a trip with her
(And Leigh regrets introducing you two.)
You will definitely go to at least one of her games. Especially if Leigh can't make it.
10/10
I love Leigh so fucking much it's not funny anymore
Our favorite grumpy fox
He is very romantic which may come off as a surprise
Like he gets you a bouquet of flowers out of nowhere
He hugs you from behind and tries to kiss your cheek
I'm saying tries because he is most likely shorter than you (he's 5'2'')
He will try to keep you in bed in the morning for cuddles when his schedule is empty
If he needs to calm down because he's anxious about something he will tightly hold your hand and quietly ask if you guys can go
You two will have little study dates in the library
They are really great because it's quite and cozy and you get things acutally done and the atmosphere is just great
If you don't understand something then you can ask Lucas for help and vice versa
That one time you both fell asleep holding hands with one another and it's just <3
Also cuddles with him are just great
He doesn't mind if he's the little or big spoon though he likes it if you hold him
He will also lay his head on your chest listening to your heartbeat
Aure will definitely take pictures of you two
Speaking of
Aure is gushing over you two SO MUCH
He'll try to take you both clothes shopping to get cute matching outfits for you and Lucas
Lucas is so done with his shit but let's it happen and you two actually look cute at the end of the day
Lucas gets more confident ever since he met you
His temper is also a bit better
He's a sweet boy
Shy boy all the way
Will constantly question how he got such an amazing and handsome boyfriend
Like your so kind and fucking hot like-
That leads to him thinking he doesn't deserve you
Please reassure him that this isn't true
He needs it
Wallace isn't really experienced when it comes to relatinships but he tries his best
Like he'll try to cook something for you
But the first time he tried to he almost burned down the kitchen
He's getting better though
He's probably smaller than you
I mean this weasel is 5'3''
Wallace feels like he has to introduce you to his parents as soon as possible
Only an inch taller than Lucas
You tell him that he only has to introduce you guys if he feels ready to do so
He feels really anxious ever since he found the diary
So he needs your help from time to time
Like you need to comfort him and keep him grounded
You also need to stop him from reading too much
Back to fluff (I really love getting off track)
You take him on dates since he's too shy to do that
(I'm sorry I ran completly out of ideas for Wallace and Lucas. Sorry to dissapoint)
#oscar castle#lucas brenly#x reader#x male reader#leigh scott#wallace stewart#vn#visual novel#vm#Violet Memoire#furry#gay#fluff#headcannons
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Dreams | Arthur Morgan/Reader
Word Count : 1.1k Summary : Arthur starts having dreams of starting a family with you Warnings/tags : Cursing, fluff, mention of infidelity, just Arthur being a sweet guy <3
He knows he shouldn’t feel like this. Shouldn’t be having these thoughts, because all they are just dreams. They’re never going to become a reality. Not when they’re constantly on the move, running from place to place. He sees the way it affects Jack, poor kid, not knowing what the hell is going on. And his daddy doesn’t exactly help him understand.
He can’t even say he would be a better father, he wasn’t before.
Hell you two ain’t even married yet, and he’s not that much of a fool. Not anymore. His regret for not marrying Eliza weighs heavily on him most days, even if he didn’t love her in that way. Now you on the other hand, he loves you more than anything. More than this stupid gang, more than life itself. He would happily lay down his life if he knew you would be happy, safe.
When these thoughts enter his head, he can’t say. His days sort of blend together, making it hard to pinpoint. Although seeing you interact with Jack doesn’t help.
You are so sweet, so motherly, hell you even mother the younger folks in the gang. Soft touches, kind words, but internally strong. You have all the qualities he finds attractive in a woman. Somehow you fell for him just as hard as he fell for you.
But he ain’t a fool, he knows this ain’t the right time or place. So instead he writes down all these dreams in his journal, his safe place. The place where he can say anything without being judged. He dreams of little girls, he didn’t know how to interact with Isaac. Too afraid of being his own father. Girls seem less daunting, and a little you would be perfect. He already has one angel, what’s one more?
He comes up with the name while north of Brandywine Drop. The bright purple flowers caught his eye just off the trail.
Violet.
Violet Beatrice Morgan.
His heart sings, scribbling the name down in the margins of his journal. He finds himself writing VM in his journal, smiling foolishly to himself. It’s beautiful, his precious flower.
It’s not like you meant to snoop. You were looking for Arthur, since he was nowhere to be found. You entered his tent, which in reality wasn’t much of a tent at all, finding his journal open. You walked over to it, looking over the worn page. There were the normal doodles he drew, along with his flowing hand writing. But one thing stood out to you, a pair of initials circled by hearts. VM.
You furrowed your brows, you couldn’t think of anyone you knew with the initials VM. Those definitely weren’t your initials either.
With your curiosity peaked you flipped through a couple more pages. VM was written everywhere, along with those damn little hearts.
You felt that little green monster grow inside you the further you looked into his journal. Biting your cheek so hard you could taste blood. It did nothing to quench the fire inside of you.
“Darlin?” Arthur called walking into the so-called tent. You dropped the journal back onto the table, turning to face him. “There you are.” He grinned walking towards you.
“Here I am.” You said forcing a smile.
“Hosea said you were looking for me.” He said softly, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, "Anything you need?”
“Must have forgot.” You said with a noncommittal shrug, “I ought to get back to work.” You nod walking past him. Arthur furrowed his brow at your attitude. Did he say something to offend you?
Then his eyes fall onto his open journal. His stomach drops at the sight. Jesus, you saw. You saw all of it. You were probably thinking the worst, seeing the initial surrounded by hearts. How was he gonna fix this?
You stomped off to the edge of camp, trying to wrack your brain as to who this VM could be. And why was Arthur drawing hearts beside the initials? Maybe you had this all wrong, Arthur would never do anything to hurt you. He was a good man, a man you could trust. Wasn't he?
“Y/n!” He called trailing behind you, a crestfallen expression on his face. You stopped at the tree lining, biting your lip as you turned to face him. “I can explain.”
“I’m sure you can.” You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest.
“I-“ He sighed looking down, pinching the bridge of his nose as he let out a low curse.
“Who is she?” You asked clenching your jaw. He furrowed his brows looking up at you.
“What?” He asked, his hands settling on his hips.
“VM, the girl you keep drawing hearts around. Who is she?” You were blunt, something he loved so much. Always telling it like it is, never leaving him to guess your feelings. A small smile spread on his face, which only made you more mad. “Seriously, you think this is funny?” You hissed, taking a step towards him. Arthur only had one choice, to tell you the truth.
“Violet.” He said softly, reaching for you. “Violet Morgan.” You let him wrap his hand around your forearm, pulling you close to his chest.
“Who is Violet Morgan?” You asked, swallowing thickly. He sighed, looking off to the side, wetting his lips.
“She’s uh-“ He shook his head, a nervous smile on his lips. “She’s not exactly real, not yet at least.” He said.
You shook your head, brows knitted together, “Not real? The hell you mean, not real?”
“I-“ He rubbed the back of his neck looking down, “It’s uh- shit.”
“Spit it out Morgan.” You huff throwing your arms up.
“I thought of a name,” He explained, “A name for a girl if we- if we have one some day.” He said with a shrug, his cheeks flushed, almost as though he had been in a scuffle.
Oh.
If we have one some day.
“Oh Arthur.” You said softly, a smile spreading across your face. Feeling suddenly very foolish for doubting your man. “That's so sweet.” You took a step forward, tilting his face up to look at you.
“Yeah?” He asked, looping his fingers in his gun belt.
“Yeah.” You repeated, nodding. “Jesus you had me scared you were gonna tell me you found someone else.” You chuckled, shaking your head.
“Never. There ain’t no one else in this goddamn world that could replace you.” He said his hand reached up to cup your face. “You’re uh- you’re it for me darlin.” His bright blue eyes peered into yours, love and affection pouring out in his expression.
“When we have our girl.” You said brushing away a stray strand of honey brown hair, “Violet will be a perfect name.” He grinned, wrapping a hand around your waist.
“Guess it’s settled then.” He said as he leaned down to press his lips against yours.
#rdr2#arthur morgan#arthur morgan x reader#red dead redemption 2#red dead redemption#rdr#john marston#jack marston#abigail marston#eliza#isaac morgan#hihomeghere#fluff
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love your fics so far, maybe you could make some haechan fluff? like, just reader telling that she loves him 🥺
sweetener | ldh
boyfriend!haechan x gn!reader
summary: you just want to show your boyfriend how important he is to you.
a/n: hiii, anon! i'm sorry it took so long, i did not forget about you!!! i hope you like it <3. guys, let's just pretend i'm not late to haechan's bday? thank you vm thank you.
cw: fluff, a huge use of "i love you" bcs... i love him i guess i'm sorry guys, a little tiny bit suggestive at the end, pet names (& lmk if i missed smth!).
you were utterly exhausted, overwhelmed by your job's demanding nature. all you longed for was the warmth and security of your boyfriend's embrace, the comfort of his presence.
a weary sigh escaped your lips as you fished the key from your pocket, unlocking the door to his apartment. "hyuck, i'm home," you murmured, tossing your bag carelessly onto the couch before heading to the bedroom in search of him.
he was there, already clad in the softest clothes he owned and lounging on the bed, engrossed in some amusing videos he had stumbled upon. yet, hearing your voice call out his name, he quickly switched off the screen and sat upright, eagerly anticipating your arrival.
"hey baby, there you are," he greeted, a warm smile spreading across his face as he opened his arms, ready to envelop you in a comforting embrace. you forced a weary smile, your exhaustion palpable. without a moment's hesitation, you gently flung yourself into his arms, burying your face in the crook of his neck.
"hi, love," you whispered softly, the vibration of your voice echoing against his skin as you cuddled close.
he let out a hearty laugh, amused by how quickly you came to hug him. he then tightened his hold around you as he effortlessly toppled back onto the bed, his hands gliding gently up and down your frame as he whispered softly into your hair.
"rough day?" he softly inquired, his touch a soothing balm against the weariness that clung to you.
"that would be an euphemism," you sighed, your breath fanning against his neck. "my boss has been a pain in the ass," you continued, nuzzling closer to him. "and being apart from you just adds to the misery," you murmur, your voice tinged with a hint of longing. "seriously, what could possibly be worse than that?”
he playfully tilted his head to the side, his arms cinching snugly around your form, pulling your body tight against his own. then, he released a theatrical sigh, his voice laced with mock distress.
"oh, how shall i ever recover from learning the depths of your yearning for me throughout the day?” he cupped your face on his hands. “what possible remedy could exist for such a woeful separation?"
you let out a lighthearted scoff and rolled your eyes at his words, a playful smile tugging at your lips. "instead of making jokes, you should be helping me recuperate from the long hours we spent apart," you responded with a cheeky glint in your eyes.
he chuckled softly, his affectionate teasing evident as he responded, "oh, how foolish of me to deny such a request from my needy love,” he then leaned in, planting a tender kiss on your lips, making your heart flutter. the kiss lingered for a sweet moment, leaving you blissfully content. "did that do the trick for now?”
you stood there, silently watching him with an adoring smile, as if beholding the most precious treasure in the world. "what?" he asked, his eyebrows raised in slight confusion. "why are you looking at me as if i were a puppy in a box in the middle of the street, and you desperately wished to take me home?”
you couldn't help but burst into melodic laughter, shaking your head gently as you cradled his face in your hands, your eyes drinking in every detail of him.
"i'm just thinking about how much i love you," you murmured softly, your thumbs tenderly caressing his cheeks. "seriously, i love you so much, babe," your eyes glowed with sincerity, a love-filled gaze that seemed to radiate from within. "you make me so happy, make me feel like the luckiest person alive to have you by my side. it's..." your voice trailed off, searching for the right words, but struggle to find them. instead, your thumb continued to gently caress his cheeks as you sighed, "surreal."
he was surprised by how romantic you were suddenly getting for no reason, but he was happy to see that you felt so strongly about him. he wrapped his arms around you and rolled so that he was on top of you, his face inches from yours.
“well, you make me so happy too,” he kissed the tip of your nose. “you make me so goddamn happy, you have no idea… i’m so madly in love with you, it’s honestly insane to me,” his laughter, a joyous sound, filled the air.
you followed him closely, your smile filled with tender affection, your eyes practically turning into hearts. "me too," you echoed softly. "i am madly, uncontrollably in love with you," a sweet giggle escaped your lips as you added, "you're absolutely amazing, my love. i adore every single thing about you. i love you with all my heart.”
he smiled down at your words, loving the way you were looking at him and the absolute sincerity in your voice. his heart was basically melting right then and there, he couldn’t get sick of hearing that you loved him, he needed it to fuel his days.
“baby... you’re not being fair you know, i’m supposed to be the one making you feel like that, not the other way around…” he laughed softly and kissed you once more, trying to get you to stop with all of the compliments
"no, it really isn't fair," you agreed, chuckling softly. "i feel like i don't express my love for you enough, and i should be telling you how much you mean to me every single day,” you sighed softly and gently squished his cheeks, looking into his eyes as you continued, "you're truly amazing, and that's putting it lightly. god, i love you so much it's ridiculous!”
“okay, okay, i get it!” he began peppering kisses over every inch of your face, saying in between each one, "you love me," he moved on to your cheeks, your forehead, your nose, and the corners of your mouth, adding, "you really, really love me,” then, he kissed your lips once more, pausing and grinning before continuing, "i'm incredible. you're in love with me,” another kiss. "you're obsessed with me." another kiss. "you want to marry me.”
he chuckled softly as he finished with a playful grin, leaning in and pressing one final kiss on your lips before you could say something back, this one lingering for a few moments. his lips moved against yours, prolonging the touch before he eventually pulled away, a soft smile still on his face.
this time, it was his turn to bury his face in the crook of your neck, his voice soft and muffled as he mumbled against your skin, "are you okay, love? why are you suddenly so affectionate?"
he had grown used to your sweet, comforting nature, yet he could never quite shake his surprise at how attuned you were to his emotional needs. you always seemed to know exactly when he needed a few kind words to ease whatever worries or concerns he was grappling with.
you let out a lighthearted giggle, gently stroking his hair with your fingers. "of course i’m okay," you reassured him. "i just felt like telling you how important you are to me!" your voice softened even more as you continued, "because i love you so much, and you absolutely deserve to hear it as often as possible!”
“god, you are such a cheeseball,” he teased, smiling and nuzzling his face in your neck as you scratched his hair, absolutely relishing your love and attention to him. "i'm the one who's incredibly lucky to have you by my side, even when i'm not being the best partner i could be. thank you for staying, thank you for believing in me.”
his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him as he nestled against you. "i don't deserve you," he murmured into your skin. "you’ve stood by me through everything, and i’m thankful every single day for having you in my life. i don’t know where i’d be without you, honestly. you make my life so much better by just existing, you know that?”
you pulled him away from your neck and pinched his cheeks. he playfully winced, his voice laced with feigned agony. “alright, alright, i get it!" he chuckled, placing his hands over yours to stop your actions. "and here i thought i was being poetic!"
you laughed and rolled your eyes. "i'm serious, though," you said, trying to keep a straight face despite the smile that threatened to overtake it. “you're everything i could ever want and more. you make me feel loved and cherished every single day, and i wouldn't trade our time together for anything. you're perfect, and i don't want to hear another word about you feeling undeserving. you're mine, and i wouldn't have it any other way.”
he looked at you in silence for a few seconds, a sly smile forming on his lips. then, he spoke up, his voice dropping to a sultry tone. "you know how sexy you sounded right now?" his eyebrows raised, and he continued, a playful glint in his eyes. "honestly, i’m tempted to throw away all our plans for the night and skip straight to the bedroom instead.”
with a light-hearted chuckle, you playfully pushed him away, making him roll onto his back in the bed.
"we're already in the bedroom, you dummy," you teased, still laughing as you climbed off the bed. "and no," you continued, sticking out your tongue playfully, "we're going to stick to our agreement. i'm going to take a shower, and then we'll watch dramas together. no exceptions.”
he whined in protest, making a dramatic show of complying. "fine, fine," he grumbled, rising to his feet and following you into the bathroom. he wrapped his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder.
with a playful smirk, you raised your eyebrows as his lips found your neck. "umm, excuse me, sir," you questioned, a hint of jest in your voice. "what are you up to now?" you inquired, enjoying the feeling of his soft pecks on your skin.
he pressed against your neck, nuzzling softly. "since we're both being so affectionate today," he began, his voice dripping with charm, "why not show you how much i love you? and no worries, i won't be skipping our night of cuddles, dramas, and snacks. instead, we'll simply... take a shower together. nothing more, i promise. just want to keep the closeness going.”
you knew very well that when it came to showers with donghyuck, there was always more to look forward to than just washing up. but who were you to complain, really? and besides, there was no way you could deny the growing heat in your chest or the way your heart skipped a beat at the mere thought of his touch.
you paused for a moment, pretending to consider his suggestion before replying with a playfully stern tone. "alright," you agreed with a mock-serious expression. "but let me make this clear: one wrong move, and i’m kicking you out of this shower. you heard me?” the smirk on your face betrayed your actual feelings, and both of you knew that your threat was an empty one.
he chuckled softly at your warning, his hands roaming over your body with a teasing touch. "oh, really?" he responded with feigned disappointment. "and here i was thinking you'd enjoy some extra attention," he sighed exaggeratedly, acting as if he were conceding. "but i suppose i'll have to behave myself then," he agreed, his voice dripping with playful compliance. either way, he wasn't worried. he knew you couldn’t resist him.
#haechan x reader#donghyuck x reader#donghyuck fluff#haechan fluff#nct x reader#nct dream x reader#nct fluff#nct dream fluff#nct scenarios
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melting an ice heart | lmk
pairing: lee mark (nct) x fem!reader
genre & tropes: smau, mostly enemies to lovers but a little bit of fluff too don’t worry, sports au (hockey player x figure skater), grumpy x sunshine energy, lots of chaotic friend energy
general warnings: mentions of alcohol, swearing, bit of suggestive stuff but nothing happens, abuse (but only a little bit!), someone gets into an accident
synopsis: he’s the life of every party, the team heartthrob and mvp while she’s the stone cold ice-princess who will stop at nothing to get things her way. but when an accident intertwines the two more than they had hoped, will his fire be enough to melt the ice facade she’s built up or will they continue to clash and end up in ruins?
updates: mwf 8:00pm gmt+8 // 11:00pm gmt+11 on hold
taglist: open!
a/n; the way this fic is my attempt to getting the ice skating career i started but never finished, that and ever being friends with the people in this fic will forever remain a fantasy haha i hope you guys enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing it!
masterlist
[im gonna update the titles periodically do not worry]
01. skater wannabes
02. over my dead body
03. gremlin from hell
04. make enemies not friends
05. delusional much?
06. hockey boy
07. mean girl reincarnated
08. id card
09. you tell me, is it?
10.
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I finally soaked and thwacked a bunch of yarns that had been lying around for quite a while 💕
First, we have, with blue and red and purplish, the Mondschaf fluff which i had started back in 2022. I think there's one last bunch of combed top left somewhere waiting to be spun xD (talk about slow fashion xD)
I'm pretty sure it's merino, or at least has merino in it.... 😅 Also, it's chainplied.
And next, up with blue, yellow and white, is a two-ply yarn. The blue and yellow are from a merino/silk mix combed top which i bought bc the colours reminded me of my favourite di'kut and fridge-shaped blue tin can man, Paz Viszla.
Please behold:
I've been separating the colours to keep them as bright and clear as possible 🥲 it's a lot of work, but i do think it's worth it.
The white is alpaca from my home town and supposed to be at least somewhat reminiscent of Paz's flight suit colour. It's from an alpaca called Emma! ^_^
I do have brown and black alpaca fluff, too, and I'm thinking of incorporating these as well...
The alpaca fluffs have been washed and carded, but there's still too much VM for my taste, so I've been using my hand cards and tweezers to get as much out as possible, making fluffy little clouds to spin up once in a while.
This is the thinnest yarn I've ever made. I did not plan on it, it just happened with the fibers, so I guess that's how it will be.
Also, it's one of the rare spinning project where i have an actual crafting project in mind! I want to knit a very simple but big triangle scarf, to wrap myself up in (and daydream about the blue di'kut (my beloved)).
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Mighty nien x reader S/O. Yet the reader had gone missing and then they found their S/O so it is filled with angst, fluff and comfort.
Take as much time as you need have a lovely day
Oh this kinda reminds me of VM s2 when Vax runs to Vex 🥲💔
Masterlist 11
Caleb
The voice is ragged and broken as he stumbles over to see you, hands roaming over your body as he crushes you into a hug, “don’t ever scare me like that again”
Jester
You’ve rarely seen her upset because Jester never gets upset. She’s the positive one, the jokester one, but here she is with chastising you and begging you don’t ever scare her like that
Fjord
The sea farer has lost his fair share of people to the sea and before, but almost losing track of you has scared him the most than any voyage. Holding you tight like “don’t ever scare me like that darlin’”
Mollymauk
Even when he’s had his near death experiences, never in a million years would he think the one that scarred him the most was yours, and you’ve never seen him more serious or solemn like that before
Cadeuces
The usual calm and collected one he is takes a complete 180 if you’re ever in danger, a calm sorrow that another one he cares for was almost lost
Nott/Veth
The rogue always had a trick with you of tackling your legs and knees when you least expected it, but you don’t indulge in it when she’s like this and scrambling for you when her fears were getting to her again
(Beau)regard
The monk’s arms feel like they’re crushing you entirely but you don’t protest, falling limp into her arms as she chastises you for scaring her
Yasha
Her ragged breaths and heaving chest pair along with the ringing in her ears, eyes are searching for you and for a split second she thinks her first love was there before it morphs into you running back to her
Essek
He’s usually so reserved but the Nein can see the facade breaking when he thinks you’re missing, hands amazing and voice wavering when you’ve returned safely and he has you in his arms
#critical role#critical role x reader#the mighty nein#the mighty nein fjord x reader#tm9#my writing#writeblr#the mighty nein x reader#headcanons#cr c2#caleb widogast x reader#caleb widogast#critical role caleb x reader#jester lavorre#cr campaign two#mollymauk x reader#mollymauk tealeaf#essek thelyss#critical role fjord x reader#yasha nydoorin#beauregard lionett#nott the brave#veth brenatto#cadeuces clay#fjord x reader#fjord stone#mighty nein fjord
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d'ya think maybe people are mad about the bh characters this aggressively because it's really fucking hard to make fluffy domestic aus of this campaign or use basic character tropes with them or
OKAY HI ANON YEAH. YEAH I THINK THAT'S PART OF IT. you kind of mention two things in your question; the fluffy aspect and the tropes - and I think both are part of it.
The fluff thing is like, I DO think you can make easy fluffy domestic aus with these characters, because that's what many of these characters ultimately want! The material is there, in baking and craft nights and burlesque shows! But I think people take the fact that the Hells' health/relationships/status are not following a straight upwards progression the way VM and M9's (apparently?) did to mean that the Hells are Doomed to Fail, because in no story have things gotten worse before they got better, culminating in a lowest point before rising to victory. And a lot of people attribute this far too heavily to some personal, inherent failings of the Hells as opposed to their position in this story, because the Fundamental Attribution Error is always getting people's asses.
Which folds into the part abt tropes, because I don't want to say the Hells are, on the whole, more complicated characters than VM or the M9, because I don't believe that's true. But they're definitely more difficult to break down into simple archetypes or fanfic tags, and even if you could, they're not widely appealing ones; they're NPC descriptions. Or the ease of understanding implied by them being tropes is constantly challenged by the story itself; the Hells love each other, are meaningful to each other like a Found Family, but they're still fraught with conflict. Imogen is both Refusing the Call and Accepting the Call and just trying to listen in on it, from a distance. Imodna are Slow Burn Best Friends to Lovers, but its not happily ever after when they get together. Ashton is a Jerk With A Heart Of Gold, but its often their heart of gold that compels them to act like a jerk in the first place. So if someone is trying to (or wants to be able to) rely on tropes to understand most of the Hells, it is probably leaving them in a lurch, and people love to get mad at things they don't understand. (Especially when that thing they don't understand keeps fucking up and doing bad shit).
#i've seen this idea floating around for a while and. frankly. the return of Dorian and subsequent focus on Dor/ym kind of affirmed it for me#i too love him and rlly rlly love having Robbie back but. Dorian and that ship (and Orym) are absolutely the easiest parts of BH to tropify#so seeing people care all of a sudden or offer him or them praise and empathy they don't afford the other Hells was like... oh okay lol#asks#anonymous#crposting#cr discourse#don't really want to tag it but also atp i don't care and i want people to be able to blacklist. so#long post
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This time, we have eight fics focused on The Meat Man himself, Scanlan Shorthalt!
It’s the funny man, so these fics will all be filled with nothing but slapstick comedy and fluff right? Right?! WRONG! Come get your heartfelt angst and found family goodness!
Check them out behind the cut, and as always - comment and kudos if you like them!
Learn Me Right by KiaraSayre (39219,Mature) Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Pairings: Kaylie & Scanlan Shorthalt, Scanlan Shorthalt & Vox Machina, Kent Plucker/Scanlan Shorthalt
Scanlan and Kaylie after the Bard's Lament.
Reccer says: I reread this story every time I rewatch the end of the Chroma Conclave. It's such a fantastic story that explores both the characters and their relationships. They change and evolve and make sense, and it hurts and it's beautiful. One of my favourites ever.
A Pirate's Life For Me by amberwoods (18558,Mature) Warnings: N/A Pairings: Scanlan Shorthalt/Pike Trickfoot, Grog Strongjaw & Pike Trickfoot, Scanlan Shorthalt & Vox Machina
Scanlan Shorthalt ends up in the small cell of a pirate ship with about 60% of a plan and an unexpected companion in Pike Trickfoot. Together, they devise a plan to escape their predicament. But Scanlan is keeping secrets, and Pike is quickly hammering away at his defenses. Neither of them will get what they were looking for, but so much more than they could have dreamed of.
Reccer says: Great Scanlan, great Pike, and great use of an interesting AU!
Off Beat Decision by Enderon (3367,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Scanlan & vox machina
If scanlan took the parties suggestion to become a spy on the chroma conclave.
Reccer says: Good scanlan angst.
Otherwise by Erisette (13783,Not Rated) Warnings: Adult content warning Pairings: Kaylie & Scanlan, Scanlan & Vox Machina
A story based on Scanlan’s line to Kaylie, “Every year you've been alive is a year I could have been a better person."
Reccer says: It’s a cute story about Scanlan, Kaylie, and Vox Machina
The Small Things by Erisette (2694,Not Rated) Warnings: Character death, Revivify, blood and injuries, accidental echo to real-life medical issues (ie. throat wounds) Pairings: Scanlan Shorthalt & Vox Machina
"What is—oh, no." Pike's voice holds all the devastation Vex feels as Grog lowers her gently beside the mangled body in the snow. "I can't heal for shit," Kima says tensely, "I tried but—well. I can't raise the dead." (an AU of CR1E71, where the fight against Vorugal doesn't end quite the same way. Still got a happy ending, though.)
Reccer says: This fic was written between episodes 76 and 77 of CR1 and the number of things it gets right about VM reacting to Scanlan's death is uncanny. (seriously. You'd think the author borrowed from The Deceiver's Stand when #83 happened over 2 months after the fic was published.) The story is as heartwarming as it is heartbreaking and every character voice is perfect. A real kick in the feels (but also fluff).
Everything (Anything) True by eponymous_rose (3193,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings:
Scanlan's a master of deception. Turns out reality is a moving target when the words you sing keep changing it.
Reccer says: Fantastic character study in a couple of story beats interspersed by truths that might be lies (but not quite).
a bruise is only your body trying to keep you intact by KiaraSayre (10968,Not Rated) Warnings: None Pairings: Scanlan & Vox Machina
If Bards Lament happened differently.
Reccer says: I like the emotional processing that this author details for Scanlan. It feels in character and feels a bit like closure for what is originally a very tumultuous event.
And then we have two recs for:
The One Moment by Chesari (19630,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Scanlan/pike, vax/keyleth, vex/percy
Scanlan gets to cast wish and save vax after the veccna fight. This is the story of how and what happened after.
Reccer #1 says: I love their interpretation and descriptions of the characters and what they were going through at that time and how things could have been different. Reccer #2 says: THE "what if Scanlan had been able to use his 9th level spell for a Wish?" fic. You'll hear the voices when the characters speak (and also "the one true god of Exandria" and "the players", who have a few short scenes as they play out what's happening). My personal go-to fic when I'm sad about CR1E114 and 115. Fantastic.
This is one of our weekly communally-generated gen rec lists. Every week we announce a new theme and allow anyone to submit a fic recommendation. Please note that the summary and content notes are provided by the reccer, and may be different than what the author has provided. Please assume good intentions all around. <3
And hey, anyone includes you!
We'll be back on the fifthteenth with Dreams fic Recs - then on the first with fics focusing on Orym!
Any fics coming to mind? Well, then use this form to submit! If you're looking for some more, check out some fics written in the critter genfic bingo tag, or the older rec lists! Or you can request your own card and join in on the fun!
#critter genfic rec lists#gen fic#scanlan shorthalt#vox machina#cr fan fic#critical role#critical role scanlan
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hey mere! so i just go around to reading tennessee baby and i just wanted to express my … disappointment i guess? don’t get me wrong here i love previous work vm usually u do jeggy so so much justice and i usually have such adoration for your characters but this one is really rubbing me the wrong way as james is essentially grooming reg and its promoting teachers and adults in general abusing their power with children. cause regulus might be of age but he’s still a child in comparison to james and just in general like 17-19 are still children they are teenagers and don’t have a fully developed brain and so the way you’re making it seem as if it’s regulus doing is just WRONG. like i don’t even have other word for it. and yes i get the whole don’t like it don’t read it but… how do you feel comfortable promoting stuff like this in the first place to your audience who previously hasn’t gotten the impression that you’d promote such violence in your fics yk?
anyways, i’m only sending this in hopes that you may have something say about it i guess cause as of right now i’m not sure if i’d even feel comfortable reading anything else you’d write in the future which is just heartbreaking to me as i’ve been following along with you for so long now!
If you have read my writing before then I hope you know that I don’t write anything as black and white. I write things that are purposefully wrong and the characters are supposed to be in the wrong.
This is something I run into a lot that is very frustrating to me because I can’t force anyone to understand my work. But I understand my work.
That is to say I’m not writing Tennessee Baby with the intention of saying any of this is good or alright. I’m not writing it to act like my characters are in the right. I don’t write things to be moral lessons on how a person should act because why should I? I plan my writing, I exist for it, I have thought out every single little detail and exactly what I’m portraying. which as the fic goes on, I think everyone will find is the exact opposite of “promoting violence” or any of this behavior to my audience.
So two things.
1. The fic is incomplete and very early in the story. Their relationship is just beginning and we’ve barely gone anywhere. It’s a bit premature to judge me morally on a story I’ve barely begun and I WILL touch on all the things and I’m not painting my characters as their actions being okay. But it takes time to write a story. You know who thinks regulus in control and at fault for their sexual relationship? REGULUS. In his pov only… maybe think about that and think about all the ways I’ve showed how he IS a kid despite being a legal adult. I know exactly what I’m writing, trust me. I think you don’t, and I can’t blame you bc the fic is so early in the plot, but it would be nice for people to trust me. Bc comments similar to your concerns pop up regarding a lot of my WIPs and I always know exactly what I’m doing and what my intentions are. So it’s a tad frustrating often feeling the need to defend my writing choices when ik if we just wait and read on everything will become clear.
2. I did warn multiple times exactly what the fic would contain and that it is immoral and it’s MEANT to be. None of this is supposed to be acceptable behavior and I have never acted as if it is.
So really I guess I’m a little disappointed in your response. If it’s not your cup of tea that’s fine! Not judging! It isn’t a nice happy unproblematic fic. If u went happy moral fluff there’s a million other fics for you. But this is the writer I am. I always HAVE been. I’ve written multiple cheating fics, I’ve written age gap, I’ve written characters killing people. Does that mean I believe in infidelity, murder, and student teacher relationships? no 😭that’s not how it works, and the things I write don’t morally define me at all. In fact most of my writing teaches a lesson. if you can’t understand that and don’t want to read my work anymore that’s fine, but I hope you consider why people might choose to purposefully write things that are wrong.
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so, so this spawned from talking to @hyperfixation-tangentopia and my own brainrot over this au and these two nerds lol
under cut @murkystarlight & @fruity-legos
Summary:
A recently reformed Mateo has to carry Cooper home after he passes out while ignoring his own growing feelings and Snivel
Additional Tags:
Villain Mateo au, post redemption, what if. Developing Crushes. Snivel is a Menace. Sleep Deprivation, Cooper is sleep deprived and suffers the consequences. Implied Lore. Snivel used to be Mateo’s henchman. T for light swearing and talk of murder. Mateo’s in denial. Fluff with under lying angst tones. Cooper drools and it’s gross. Alternate Universe, VM Au adjacent. no beta we die like the nightmare king. Mateo being a little shit.
A light breeze ruffled at Mateo’s clothes and hair as he walked along an abandoned path in a random park in Brooklyn. The night was cool enough that wearing a hoodie was within the question yet the sweet smell of summer was on the air and the promise of hotter days to follow grated on Mateo’s consciousness like a million little knives, amongst other things of course.
Summer, it was almost summer. He’d been stuck as The Nightmare King’s slave for almost two whole years. Gaw, he couldn’t even remember what it was like not to feel Nightmare King’s mind control crawling around inside his head. To be able to exist peacefully in the dream world without having all of his moves constantly monitored. Honestly even to just be able to hang out with Cooper and go get ice cream with his old friend without his mind screaming ‘Enemy, he is the enemy! Do not trust himmm!’ at him was a breath of fresh air.
With a small smile, Mateo shot a quick glance back to see Cooper still trailing a little ways behind him. The taller teen was dragging his feet slightly but still seemed to be keeping a steady pace so Mateo didn’t dwell on why his friend had fallen behind, instead he tuned back into to listen to whatever Snivel was yapping on about to Z-Blob.
Snivel waddled along, Z-Blob who was balanced on his head bobbing with every little step, as Snivel stuck an entire stray napkin in his mouth.
Through a mouthful of tissue he then got out, “So then they found out the killer had been the one to place the anonymous call and got the police to dig up that patch of land because then they took the body of the victim and just buried them where the police had just dug. It was a smart move at first but then it SO backfired when it turned out the burial was right above a water line and the neighbors started getting decaying human tainted water coming out of their taps! So stupid!”
Snivel laughed to himself like he thought the whole thing was hysterical and Mateo felt a small laugh bubble out of his throat too. Yeah ok so his sense of humor was definitely still tainted by his time under Nightmare King.
A squilish came from Z-Blob as the slime shook himself like he was much less amused by Snivel’s story. Mateo hid a snicker behind his hand before patting Z on the head.
Mateo opened his mouth to offer some words of comfort to the slime only for a loud thump to sound out behind the three.
In sync Snivel and Mateo whirled around, Mateo reaching a hand towards his belt to grab his knife but instead he grasped air. Old habits die hard, he guessed.
“Hey, uh, Boss? Your friend, he kinda…” Snivel trailed off, pointing towards where Cooper had just been standing where now the blond was face first in the ground, his butt sticking up into the air like he had simply collapsed.
“Is he dead?” Snivel asked.
Mateo instantly responded to his small grimspawn friend by slapping him lightly upside the head while sending a miffed expression in Snivel’s direction.
“Owww,” Snivel whined.
Mateo rolled his eyes, “You’re fine. Come on,” he then started walking over to Cooper as Snivel hurried to catch up to Mateo.
The pair stopped short as they reached Cooper, Mateo rubbing his wrist nervously as he looked down at his passed out friend like he wasn’t quite sure what to do. Snivel cast a wide eyed look up at Mateo and then reached out a small little hand where he poked Cooper in the side.
Cooper let out a snort and Mateo relaxed as he realized his friend had simply fallen asleep, collapsed from sleep deprivation if Mateo had to guess.
With a small sigh, idiot, Mateo knelt down cautiously and hesitated before rolling Cooper over onto his back. Cooper let out another snore as his mouth fell open and spit began to dribble out.
Eugh, Mateo felt his nose wrinkle up in disgust as he took in his mess of a friend.
Cooper’s messy yet matted hair like he hadn’t showered recently, the scarring on his neck peeking out from underneath his shirt collar, the spit and dust clinging to Cooper’s face, and the dark eye bags under his eyes that left a gross feeling in Mateo’s stomach. Gaw, Cooper must have been so tired if he could just collapse like that, but Mateo had to admit his friend looked…
Snivel spoke up just as Mateo noticed his hand had started to hover over Cooper’s stomach.
“He looks so weak , if only Nightmare King had told you to attack him in the waking world while he was asleep. Could’ve solved a lot of struggles,”
Mateo shot Snivel a scowl, who only shrugged.
“Hey I’m just saying. You know what my brain is like, can’t help what slips out.”
Shaking his head, Mateo turned back to Cooper and watched his hand shake slightly as it continued to hover.
Mateo exhaled, “‘Kay Mateo, it’s just Cooper. It’s just Cooper.”
At that Cooper let out a sniff and rolled over onto his side, and whether Mateo wanted it or not his hand brushed against his friend.
Mateo drew his hand back and clutched it like it had touched hot coals and gapped at Cooper.
Shit.
Snivel did a full body waddle turn to look at Mateo as he forced himself backwards onto his butt, trying to keep his distance from Cooper. Wordlessly, Mateo stared down at his hand as he began to cradle it.
Snivel blinked slowly, one eye and then the other, before tilting his head back slightly to try and look up at Z-Blob.
“Boss is acting weird again,” Snivel pointed out, “What do we do?”
Z-Blob shook himself and patted the top of Snivel’s head with what Snivel figured would be what the slime would consider feet. The slime then pointed his head in Mateo’s direction before hopping off Snivel’s head and landing next to Cooper.
Snivel waddled himself around again to face Z-Blob, “Ugh, I get ‘knock some sense into boss’ duty again?”
Z-Blob nodded.
Snivel groaned loudly, “UGHHHH, fine but you seriously owe me Boogers,”
There was an annoyed chirp and Z-Blob narrowed his eyes. Snivel held up his hands in defeat, “I uh mean Z-Blob,”
Z-Blob’s mood seemed to lighten and Snivel was sure if the blob had a mouth he would’ve pulled out an award winning smile.
Snivel backed off, restraining himself from rolling his eyes and hopped closer to Mateo who was still transfixed by his hand. The flame headed grimspawn did a quick once over of his ex-superior. Making a split second decision Snivel planted his feet and launched himself at Mateo, crashing into him head first and causing Mateo to end up sprawled on the ground as he grunted in pain.
Yeah, Snivel was never one to think about things too much. He was the brawns, other people were the brains.
“What the hell you little-“ Mateo started to yell, struggling to get back up into a sitting position but Snivel was quick to grab him by the hoodie collar and get right up into Mateo’s face.
Mateo stopped short as he locked Snivel with his infamous glare but the grimspawn was unfazed.
“BOSS GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF IT’S THE WAKING-DAMMED RACER BOY, YOU’VE TOUCHED HIM A MILLION TIMES!!” Snivel yelled loud enough Mateo was sure people outside the park heard him screaming as Snivel put everything in his small body into trying to shake Mateo.
Mateo bit back a growl and grabbed Snivel by the sides to pull him away so the candle looking grimspawn would stop yelling directly in his face. Snivel began to wriggle as he was manhandled but before he could begin to bite Mateo set him down harshly.
“Get. OUT of my face!” Mateo ordered.
Snivel grinned crookedly, “Welcome back boss man,”
Mateo shook his head and glanced around. His sight eventually landed on Cooper for a split second before he fixed Snivel with another glare.
“What was that for you animated candle stick?” Mateo bit out.
“You decided to be all weird cause you touched Racer Boy over there so obviously I had to knock some sense back into you,” Snivel explained.
Mateo squinted, “I was not… Cooper’s just a frr-SHUT UP!” Angrily, Mateo got up and walked back over to Cooper while Snivel watched him with an eat shit grin on his face.
“Oh yeah, sure, sure. Friend !”
“I will send you back to the dream world the hard way!” Mateo called over his shoulder as he crouched down again. He chewed on the hairs on the back of his thumb as he noticed that Z-Blob had snaked under Cooper’s head and was now allowing himself to be used as a pillow.
Cooper for his part hadn’t changed much in the last minute but his drool flow had significantly increased.
A small sigh escaped Mateo as he held out his hand where he let it hover again.
Snivel was right, he’d touched Cooper a million times, in friendly ways… and unfortunately some not so friendly ways, so why now was it suddenly so hard?
A slightly stronger than normal breeze cut through the air and Cooper shivered, curling into himself some more.
Dammit, so cute.
Mateo blinked, wait where had that come from? He didn’t…
Z-Blob let out a muffled chirp and Mateo came out of his thoughts. Right, Cooper needed him, he couldn’t just let his friend sleep away on the ground in a shitty long sleeve. There were a number of things that could go wrong if he left Cooper here.
Now, if only his body would respond.
Mateo stayed frozen where he was trying to mentally will his body into working with him. He had been in charge of an entire legion of the Nightmare King’s army. He has fought Dream Chasers, Grim Wolves, hell even Zoey who was a notoriously tough fighter. So why, oh why!? Was he flaking out so badly right now? Why did his heart feel like it was going to beat out of his chest if he touched Cooper?
“Why are you being such a wimp right now? Just touch him!” Snivel was suddenly at Mateo’s side, startling him as he spoke up. The flame headed grimspawn was looking down at Cooper with disinterest as he chewed on a leaf that was half hanging out of his mouth.
Mateo sneered at Snivel, “Oh screw you, I’m not a wimp! And I’ll show you that I’m not too,”
There was a brief hesitation but Mateo forced through it, he had a Snivel to prove wrong.
Mateo slipped an arm under Cooper’s armpit and began to half lean over the blond as he worked to sling Cooper over his shoulder without waking him. There was a bit of a struggle but Mateo eventually got Cooper over his shoulder and stood.
Z-Blob unsquashed himself and hopped back on to Snivel’s head. The two then cast Mateo twin looks of what Mateo almost wanted to clock as disappointment.
Z patted Snivel’s head and the grimspawn tried to glance up at the slime as the slime let out a squiem .
Snivel nodded, “Uh yeah, Boss, no offense or ‘nothing, but it looks like you're kidnapping him. And trust us, we know kidnapping.”
Mateo frowned and with a sigh that was dripping with embarrassment he let Cooper slip back down into his arms. He quickly fixed his grip, slung an arm under Cooper’s knees, and took up holding the blond bridal style.
Some happy sounding noise came from Cooper and he rested his head on Mateo’s shoulder while curling his fingers into Mateo’s chest. Much to Mateo’s dismay he then nuzzled his face into his shoulder as drool started to seep into Mateo’s hoodie.
Mateo could already feel the red coming to his face.
“Not one word,” he muttered at Snivel and Z-Blob as the two started to giggle.
All he had to do was endure this long enough to get Cooper home.
Mateo started to walk off down the path, vaguely trying to remember where Cooper lived now, as Snivel quickly found himself running after Mateo to keep up with his swift pace.
As Snivel’s head bobbed wildly as he tried to keep up with the other, Z-Blob wrapped a small section of himself around Snivel’s strange antenna-like head protrusion so as to not risk falling off.
Within no time the three found themselves at the entrance to the park where they were greeted with the still lively city of Brooklyn that existed right outside the hidden green haven of the park. Thankfully for Snivel and Z-Blob’s sake there didn’t seem to be very many pedestrians around but Mateo still adjusted his hold on Cooper for a brief second to untie the fireproof windbreak that was wrapped around his waist.
“Z,” Mateo said, moving his arms back to their original position as Cooper began to shift uncomfortably, “Windbreaker.”
Z-Blob let out a chirp of agreement and stretched a part of himself out so he could grab the back of the windbreaker and pull it free. The blob then draped the windbreaker around himself and Snivel.
Snivel groaned unhappily, “Not the jacket,”
“Yes the jacket,” Mateo commented, “And unless you want to be scooped up by government soldiers and experimented on I suggest you wrap that thing around you tighter.”
Snivel grumbled unhappily but he zipped up the windbreaker and threw the hood over his head thus extinguishing the flame coming from the end of his antenna.
Snivel’s color instantly started to dim, “Let’s just hurry up and get Racer boy home,”
Mateo nodded numbly and looked down at Cooper who was somehow still fast asleep, drooling all over Mateo’s shoulder and yet completely unbugged by the noisy city surrounding them. How sleep deprived was this poor boy? Or perhaps he was just a heavy sleeper.
Mateo wasn’t sure which one was worse.
There was a squish from Z-Blob that reminded Mateo what they were currently set out to do so against the loud screaming in his head to ‘ no don’t do that’ Mateo nuzzled his nose against Cooper’s chin before tilting his head upward. Cooper let out a little cough as his mouth closed and the drool stream cut off.
There. That was much better.
It was less so that the drool was gross, Mateo had touched more gross things in the dream world than he’d like to admit, and more so that he’d hate to be caught like this. Ex-second in command of the Nightmare King’s army, reduced to being drooled on by one of the saviors of the dream world. Albeit Cooper was his friend but it still felt very unbecoming for the both of them.
About five seconds later, just as Mateo started to walk off again, Cooper’s mouth fell back open and the drool stream came back.
Welp, he had tried.
Begrudgingly Mateo accepted his fate as Cooper’s drool covered pillow and kept walking as Snivel waddled along behind, trying his best to keep up without tripping on the sleeves of the windbreaker.
Though it took awhile to remember where Cooper lived, once Mateo saw it again after wandering around for a bit and risking one too many close calls with someone accidentally seeing what Snivel actually looked like, a wave of familiarity washed over Mateo and in an instant he knew the house was the right one.
Snivel started to take off the windbreaker as Mateo walked up the steps to the house but after a quick wack from Z-Blob he stopped himself from taking it all the way off.
“Is this the place boss?” Snivel asked as he struggled to climb up the front steps.
Mateo cast a glance at the numbers nailed into the wall of the house, yep this was that place, he was sure of it.
“Yes,”
Snivel finally reached the platform of the stairs that was level with the door and struggled to stand without tipping back over. Once he did he squinted up at the door in front of them.
“It’s all dark, is anyone even home?”
Mateo let the question simmer for a bit before responding, “I don’t know,”
Mateo knew Cooper lived with his brother now after his parents had been arrested for fraud and his brother was a nurse who worked odd hours so if Mateo had to guess no one was probably actually home.
There was a chirp as Z-Blob freed himself from under the hood of the windbreaker and hopped up onto Mateo’s shoulder so he could also look at the door with the two.
Mateo wasn’t sure how long they all stared at the door until Snivel pulled at his pant leg and asked, “What do we do?”
Mateo blinked and looked down at the welcome mat under foot.
As he took a step back off the mat he informed Snivel, “It’s probably locked but the Williams always used to keep an emergency front door key under the welcome mat,”
“Ohhhh,” Snivel cooed curiously. The grimspawn then bent over and ripped the welcome mat from its resting place that it flew over the railing on the sides of the landing and went crashing into a bush. Thankfully however the key underneath was left undisturbed.
Mateo sighed, rolling his eyes at his friend’s brutish behavior, “Thanks Snivel, I wanted to do more things tonight.”
There was a laugh as Snivel picked up the key and waddled over to strain up and stick the key into the lock, “Nice sarcasm boss!”
With a bit of a struggle Snivel managed to turn the key and the door opened.
“Aww yeah,” Snivel cheered and without even waiting he sauntered into the Williams house.
“Hey wait-“ Mateo started to protest but Snivel had already disappeared into the depths of the house.
Mateo grumbled some Spanish swears under his breath only for Z-Blob to nudge the side of his face. Mateo tilted his head to the side as he watched his little blob friend jump off his shoulder and into the bush below.
“Ah, yeah, you’re dealing with the mat now?”
There was a chirp.
“I see, well thank you,” Mateo told the slime, “I’ll go put Cooper in his bed and be back in a bit.”
Mateo shifted his grip on Cooper before turning to the side so they could both fit through the door. Once inside Mateo looked around the dark house, keeping an eye out for Snivel but after not finding the candlestick akinned grimspawn he continued on to the stairs.
Though a feeling of fear cropped up in Mateo’s stomach at the thought that he could lose his balance and fall down the stairs as he climbed, he eventually made it to the second floor and began to duck his head into a few rooms to find Cooper’s bedroom.
After about the third door Mateo found Cooper’s room; the yellow and red walled room cluttered with a bunch of instruction manuals, race car and F1 posters, invention bits a bobs, piles of dirty clothes, and so many other things that had Mateo questioning how much of a hoarder his friend actually was.
Mateo wrinkled his nose and entered the room, stepping over an empty box of twinkies that had a model car sitting on top of it, and dancing around a cacophony of other items to make it over to Cooper’s bed without tripping. The one pro to come out of working with the Nightmare King: night vision. Finally he made it to the bed and tried his best to gently place Cooper down on his side while his arms screamed at him to just drop the blond.
With a huff Mateo freed his arms from underneath Cooper and began to rub them. Gaw why did he carry Cooper all the way here? He should’ve just woke him up.
Cooper let out a pitiful whine and Mateo felt himself freeze up as Cooper moved his arm to rub it against his pillow thus pushing up his sleeve and revealing the lightning scars crisscrossing up his arms.
Ah, those.
Mateo ignored the guilty feeling that started to stir in his gut. He knew that Cooper and his sister were covered in a patchwork of what were called Dream Terror Scars; which were scars obtained in the dream world from nightmare creatures that would carry over to one’s waking world body. Mateo had his fair share too but he felt more pain over the ones Cooper and Izzie had as unfortunately plenty of those ones Mateo himself was responsible for.
Mateo shook himself, he was a good guy now. Izzie and Cooper knew he was sorry for what he’d done and they forgave him, he didn’t need to dwell on it. Silently he turned and sat on the edge of Cooper’s bed, raking his eyes across the room.
“Why is your room such a pigsty?” Mateo muttered though he knew Cooper wouldn’t respond.
There came a snore from Cooper, followed by some shifting and Mateo felt himself go red as Cooper curled into the lower half of his back.
Mateo looked down at Cooper, gapping slightly, “What are you doing?”
Cooper curled in a light tighter as he shivered.
“Oh you’re cold,” Mateo hummed, carefully he detached Cooper from himself and stood so he could grab the crumpled up blanket from the end of the bed and throw it over Cooper.
Cooper let out a happy hum and wiggled himself deeper under the covers. Mateo couldn’t help the small little chuckle that came from him and before he knew it he found himself brushing some of the dirt away from Cooper’s face with his thumb. Too little too late did he realize what he was doing and Mateo yanked his hand away.
Why did he do that?
Mateo stared. Cooper was screwing with his brain he swore, why else would it feel like his heart was going to beat out of his chest whenever Cooper smiled at him?
A distant clatter came from downstairs and Mateo was shocked back into reality.
Dammit Snivel.
Mateo looked down at Cooper one more time before giving the blond an awkward pat on the head and with that he carefully made his way back over to the bedroom door to leave.
Mateo shut the door quietly as he left and then made his way downstairs.
What he found was the door of the Williams brother’s fridge wide open as Snivel, who had ditched the windbreaker on the floor, dug around inside it as Z-Blob struggled to catch everything Snivel threw aside. Apples, pudding cups, and a carton of milk all went flying and Z-Blob hopped around to catch each item before they could go spilling to the floor but just as quickly as the slime managed to catch the item another went flying.
Mateo watched the chaos for a moment but as an entire bag of carrots was thrown he stepped in. He caught the bag of carrots midair and set them on the counter only to then stride over to Snivel and rip him out of the fridge by the antenna. Mateo bit down on his lip as he felt Snivel’s antenna squish around his hand like he was touching a living hard boiled egg.
“Hey!” Snivel complained.
“Stop raiding their kitchen,” Mateo ordered as he grabbed Snivel by the sides like a hamburger and Snivel began to wiggled around in his hands.
“I just wanted some cheese!” Snivel yelled, struggling to reach out and grab the block of cheese that was still sitting in the fridge.
“Uh hu, sure,” Mateo commented as he started to walk away, signaling to Z-Blob that the slime was free to put everything back in the fridge, “We have cheese at home if you really want it but I know you’re just being a menace.”
Snivel shoved his feet against Mateo’s stomach, struggling to free himself, “It’s Racer Boy, I have to torment him somehow!”
Mateo scooped up the discarded windbreaker and threw it over his shoulder, “We’re not even enemies anymore, leave him alone.”
Snivel finally managed to wiggle all the way around and grinned up at Mateo, “Force a habit!”
There was a clatter from behind them, followed by a squish and the sound of the fridge door closing as Mateo reached the front entrance. Mateo turned slightly and watched as Z-Blob hopped out into the hall and then again to jump up onto Mateo’s shoulder. The slime gave Mateo a gooey head bump once he had landed.
Mateo smiled, “Thanks Z,” and with that he shoved a complaining Snivel under one arm so he could exit the Williams house and lock it up behind them.
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❤ give me ur hottest fanon personality takes
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❤: Which character do you think is the most egregiously mischaracterized by the fandom?
Good fucking GOD does fanon do Keyleth so dirty!
She isn't my favorite member of VM, and my least favorite of Marisha's PCs, but it's not for any fault of her own. This is a very inexperienced character whose arc is about gaining that confidence and growing into it! Her heart is incredible and imo she is probably second to Percy as a creative-ideas-person which is really underrated (when Travis is not stepping in Grog's place; Vex has very practical ideas usually which are their own thing). She's enthusiastic and silly and a huge awkward mess, and often giggling in the background or repeating what's happened out of delight. But she's also got a stubborn streak to her, and develops a lot of anger she can't quite handle, and sometimes her naïve impulsiveness can cause more harm than the good she intends. And just how all that inexperience and heart-first living makes her early romance with Vax a fucking mess! And then it's a sweet little fluff-fest, with some pretty soft demi and bi rep too, until it becomes deliciously tragic and brings out the best and worst in them both and literally becomes a key plot point. Seeing how she's matured in C3 - and how some of that same girl still lives in her - awkwardness and all - is such a treat! Now she's the noble ruler we all hoped she'd be... with a long future still ahead of her and all the joys and hurts that implies.
See all I crossed out? That doesn't exist in fanon Keyleth. At all. Bye! Congratulations, you get a girl-next-door redhead walking Taylor Swift song with just as much depth. Cursory bit of spice or sad included, because She's Just Like Me You Guys! Totally unrelated that she's (one of) the canon love interest of this broody, hot, emotional guy (or his sister, if you want Vex to step on you and decide she wouldn't go batty with Keyleth).
As soon as fanon gets its hands on Keyleth, she becomes a reader stand-in with flaws filed off. Guys Marisha confirmed she was this close to multiclassing Barbarian for a reason. Perfectly sweet boring people do not multiclass into Barbarian!
Ask me about my unpopular opinions!
#ask game#sorry this wasn't a C3 bud but! hey! kinda related! :D at this point I've learned to avoid the worst C3 takes#but bad C1 ones keep fuckin sneaking over and making me seethe
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i wish so bad tumblr haf vms cus i needa ask thoust for opinions on a fic idea i have but I REFUSE TO TYPE IT ALL OUTTTT😡😡😡
ok lmk if u fuys think this would be a good idwa
either matt or chris u lmk
one of the two has a gf, but doesnt tell ANYONE, and his gfs a stripper, and the other one goes to a strip club and fucks her and she feels guilty and doesnt know weather to tell her bf or not and eventually she does and it ends either in a threesome or just fluff??
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