#you ever just get someone a bangboo.

[hatefueled]

@fightsem asked: an audible roar of the bike's engine served as an indication of the champion's arrival. an area neutral, only dust of sand and the rays of sun above their heads a witness to their scheduled meeting. The champion did not arrive empty handed however, a sizable package neatly strapped to the back of his motorcycle as he unmounted it with a swift swing of his leg. Armored boots hit the ground, knocking off dust as with each step, greeting the gunslinger with a small nod of acknowledgement.

“ Sorry I haven't told you why I needed to meet here, I got something for you from a remodeling store. ” it was probably confusing, moreso that Lighter didn't explain what was hiding inside the package. soon enough, he approached his bike again, unwrapping the cargo before putting it down. it was a knee-high box and it's contents hidden under a badly done paper wrap. truly, he wasn't the best at packing stuff.

“ i noticed you kept staring at joyride a lot. bangboos are pretty handy companions and i thought you could use a helping hand in your own journey. ” gloved hands tore through the wrap, only to soon reveal the long anticipated gift he had for boothill. a custom made bangboo, with it's body dark resembling the color palette of the gunslinger himself. a red poncho wrapped neatly around it's body and a matching cowboy hat gracing it's little head.

he couldn't help but crack a small smile at this, the mechanic that worked as a bangboo customizer truly outdid himself for a small pay the champion could afford. “ it's not yet powered, you can program it yourself. it's all yours, jericho. ”

Jericho had arrived some time ago, early, even. Not like he had anything planned immediately; if he did he'd of just told him no. Of course, it's when he's just lit himself a cigarette that he spots Chase pulling up ( finally ). The ranger doesn't move thought, just watches. A bit curious about the pack on his back, and the intent in his approach. Figures it might of been a lead, another job, another...

He shrugs at his apology. Not a big deal. There's a trust between them that Jericho hasn't found in anyone. Not in a long time anyway. Waiting for a bit didn't hurt, and it's not like the sun bothers him much.

Bangboos... yeah. Joyride was fun; little shit liked to talk big, and hurled insults like no one else. But he found the attitude to be almost endearing. Fighting with him over a seat on the couch, getting on him for leaving something somewhere. Interrupting the two of them at the worst times. Frustrating, sure. But he liked how much he could see Chase in him, like a smaller snarkier version.

" You... what? " speaking around the cigarette, watching as they rip apart the packaging and reveal... a... it's...

The details are perfect. The hat, the earring, even the poncho- which looks so much like the one he has now. He's never shared how much it means to him, the history there. And when he takes the bangboo in his hands, he turns it some to take it in more. Silent for a beat too long, as if he's trying to make sense of it. He didn't need to get him anything, let alone something so personalized. It shows how much attention Chase has paid to him- and the clear intent behind the gift. This wasn't a spur of the moment decision, this took time...

" Thanks. I've... never had anythin' like it before, " he hums, tucking it a bit closer to himself in one arm. Free hand raised to pull the smoke from his mouth, and gesture in his direction with it. " Lil fella come with an instruction manual too? Be a real shame if I fucked it up and made him as trigger happy as me huh? " a jest. As he considers what he ought to get him in return...

unprompted

[harumasa-wifey]

Could I request Harumasa getting hugs from his partner to cure his sadness?

➷Sweet Dreams♡

✖Asaba Harumasa x gn!Reader

Warnings: No proofread. Just fluff and lots of kissing and a bit of chaos.

Note:I am sorry fellas for disappearing like that. I have an important upcoming exam which will determine my next course of life and i have been very busy preparing for it i am thankful for everyone reading this i am Posting this 3 hours before my class and i haven't slept.WE RUN ON COFFEE!Comment here if you wanna be added to tags on my next post

Tags: @pasuteruwu

Today was very cruel to him. Well scratch that every day at work is cruel to him only he knows how he escaped the overtime today, it takes skill to skip all this work!

Everyone has been working hard to clean up the message in the pale hollow so he should do his part too, now that everything has come to an end he can finally have a day off and see his beautiful partner, who must have already gone to their shared apartment by now.

Ever since he has brought asaboo into house it's an Chaos with his cat.They seem to be always chasing each other, well mostly it's his cat chasing but sometimes the roles do get reversed, asaboo’s favourite spot of taking a nap is besides the window on the bedroom anytime of the day is good for him, so he would not be surprised by view he might get after he enters into the house and he definitely would swipe some pictures.

“I am home!” he announced his arrival cheerfully making his way inside, it felt nice to have someone waiting for you, someone you love.

To his surprise it was rather quiet as he stepped in the house removing his shoes and he went into the living room, the movie on the tv was on pause as the viewer was dozing off on the couch, given their position you must have been waiting for him, but his attention was very much caught by the bangboo sleeping on your lap hogging the place for himself.

Oh as much he didn't want to interrupt you and be by your side quietly, his cat had other plans. His gaze flicked from the cat on the floor who looked ready to pounce on the bangboo sleeping without a single worry of the world.

“EHH-NAAA” There is it , the loud screech of asaboo as he got back on his feet after being scratched by the cat. You jolt awake from your sleep,hitting your head with his.

“Ouch ouch ouch” you ignored the pain on your forehead and looked at the man who had now dramatically fallen on the carpet from the impact.

“Ah my vision, the world is spinning. Only if there was any beautiful and kind person out there who would help me”

“Seriously haru. You could have wake me up”

As you voice out your concern and helping him sit back up while those two did a chaotic chase around the house.

“Now now what kind of boyfriend would I be , to wake up my beautiful partner from their sleep, you should take some notes and join me for extra sleep in the mornings”

“So you can be late to work? Yeah nice try but sorry i cannot be late”

These was the fourth round these two were making around you both, you held out your head gently placing your fingers on the cats forehead stoping it from running further as asaboo hides behind you wiping his non-existance sweat while voicing out his complains which you couldn't understand, to say it was just as dramatic as the real him.

“That's enough from you two. Both of you can't go a day without chasing eachother, can you?”

The duo just looked down cutely hoping to achieve your forgiveness with that act.

“Yeah, listen to your mother” said the guy who was now laying on your lap instead, not that you'll ever mind.The duo made their peace and went back to thier perspective places.

You look down on your lap gently brushing his hair off his face.

“As if thier dad ever listens to me”

“Heyy now what's with the false accusations, i can't go a day without you, ya know it” he said while gently holding your hand and placing a soft kiss on your fingertips. Your frown was now replaced with a gentle smile.

“Are you planning to sleep on the floor tonight?”

“Well if you do whose am i to refuse”

“Well as I don't plan too you should get up” you said as you get up and he follows behind.

“Hours since i have been home and not a single kiss , i guess my death is written today”

“sir it's been roughly twenty minutes since you have entered.” strong arms warp around your waist from behind with his face nuzzled on your shoulder.

“ twenty minutes feels like twenty hour's without you.” Suddenly you felt his hands move down , a light yell escaped your lips as he strated tickling you.

“Ha! Haru stop” you hear him laugh behind you taking the chance to push him on the bed, it was your turn now.

After a minute of laughing and trying to overthrow each other he ended up nuzzling his face on your neck with his arms wrapped around.

“I am sooo tired” he whispered, taking a sigh to relax while your hands rub his scalp particularly wooing him to sleep, He looked up at her with drowsy eyes.

“Aren't you forgetting something?”

“Hmm, and what would that be?”

“Come on now! Your poor sick boyfriend has been working all day long, have some pity”

“Ah yes, such an unfortunate event let me make it up to you hm?” You said as you lean in to lock your lips with his, which would have been a small kiss but turned to a sloppy and lazy makeout session.

After a minute of exchanging and showering his face with kisses , you both parted away as he drifts off to sleep in your embrace with a small smile playing on his lips ever since he entered today and with no intention to leave even if the sun was up in the sky.

“Goodnight haru, i love you”

[luminique]

Do you think Lighter's the type to get jealous of a plushie?

What if you had various plushie versions of him in different outfits? Would he fell flattered? Embarrassed? Jealous? All of the above?

best person to ask as someone who owns like 103792729272 wriothesley merch. i had this thought for wrio but just never finished it lol. guess i’m writing it out for lighter now.

i think that he’s the kind to be a little jealous. how does a little plushie of him compare to THE REAL HIM ?? how do you even get these made ?? he’s definitely questioning it all but also finds it a slightly endearing. at least he’s not the only one in the relationship that is constantly missing their partner.

he would hold it in a very specific way though. he’s literally GRIPPING that plushie as he asks you about it.

so you end up telling him how it’s just a silly little plushie that reminds you of him. you bring out all of its little clothes and dress it up while giving it soft pats. his usual outfit, a more relaxed outfit, a halloween werewolf outfit, a christmas outfit, 5 different head accessories and 10 different sunglasses.

he’s feeling a mix of emotions, flustered, jealous, confusion, surprise and relief maybe? you seem to treat it quite well but if he ever comes home late at night and he sees that you dressed it up in a little bangboo onesie on his side of the bed, he might have to think of ways for you to focus your attention on him rather than this little guy.

[n0nexist4nt]

Hey, I hope you're okay. I love your writing. Have a nice day, buddy!!

Anyway, if you need ideas, I have one. How about Billy Kid with a reader who has been separated from civilization for a long time, or since birth? Technology for the reader is something scary, because, “what the hell is this??". In my head it looks funny how Billy is genuinely interested in the reader (romantically or not, your choice) while the reader is just "WHAT ARE YOU AND WHERE I AM"

I’m doing fine :) Could say the same for your writing too.

HELL YEAAH fuckin great idea.

Secluded!Reader x Billy Kid HEADCANONS

This’ll contain both platonic shit and romantic shit

Cw: None?

Reader is Gender Neutral as the gender was not specified

You grew up without ever really interacting with anyone and without being involved in any form of civilization. Your parents wanted to “protect” you, so they secluded you from the rest of society.

When you finally were brought into the city, everything was almost overwhelming. You hardly even knew how to hold a conversation with someone-

But there was another thing you found terrifying. Any form of technology.

The more complex forms, such as robots, scared you even more. How could something nonliving be so… ALIVE???

The bangboos scared you enough. But when you first ran into Billy? You at first fucking ran for your life.

Billy was confused. But, as he saw you more and more, he found himself wanting to befriend you.

He tried SO. HARD. He was always confused when you started trembling like a lost and traumatized puppy, trying to make himself seem as nice as possible.

Eventually, you asked him, “..What the fuck even are you? How are you so??? Eeeeh???”

Billy probably found it funny. He tried to explain how robotics and different technologies worked. You just ended up confused-

Honestly, you didn’t trust Billy much at this time. Hell, you didn’t even trust most of the other civilians-

The way that he gained a large portion of your trust? Defending you against a monster that was about to murder you. You hadn’t even known it was behind you-

You were pretty shaken up after that, but hey, you trusted Billy after that.

Billy was pretty hesitant when it came to touching you since you were jumpy as hell around robots, but once you came around, he gave you more touches more often. (All platonic at the time)

If he started to crush on you? He’d probably be a bit more touchy and stick around with you more. He’d also get a liiiittle bit overprotective.

Any time you brought up your parents and how you were raised, Billy would honestly feel kind of bad. He’d also be pissed at your parents for keeping you this secluded, so uh.. keep him away from your parents? (Assuming they’re still alive, it’s up for interpretation ig)

Billy would probably buy you a phone and help you get used to it. Though, he’d laugh as you struggle since honestly, it’s funny watching you struggle with it like a 102 year old grandma.

If you two got together, you can expect a shit ton of rambling from this guy and a lot of cuddles. He’d still be a bit careful with you since he knows you didn’t grow up with technology, and he’d make sure to teach you some things here and there about either himself or tech shit in general

I snatched the idea and ran with it

Might have gotten slightly off topic

Idk

[fumikomiyasaki]

Officer Daffodils integration in the story

Here Profile is here

-Along With Chapter 2 intermission where Zhu Yuan and Qingyi are introduced… Daffodil could be teased, maybe talking with the two as one of the last cutscenes, reporting she made some interesting discoveries last time in a hollow before stopping to report her seeings when Wise and Belle come, saying her goodbyes and letting them talk alone

-Once the episode with Seth and Jane starts of course she is at the meeting too and she is the one the most worried about this whole plan… she would want to join Seth, Zhu Yuan and Qingyi when they confront Jane but gets pulled back cause they know if she is there the plan with Seth would not suceed so instead she has to wait and has other missions… however there could be after this a segment of her Character story how she felt that time with being nervous given her Colleague was trapped there but N,E.P.S gave her many missions to distract her

-In those missions she would often think back to when she started to become and officer.. how she was not taken seriously… how people thought she was too soft back then… how people didn't trust her with things… which is why she was pissed when this missions not only they didn't let her be the bait instead of Seth and dragged him into this but also cause again… she wants to protect someone and can't

-One part of her character story is the reason why she became an officer in the first place… as a kid she had many friends that were however also way too curious… but even back then… nobody took her very serious… cause she didn't really have much authority and as her besties went into a hollow unauthorized… sure they got saved by N.E.P.S but… some of her friends didn't make it….

-In the end she comes back to see mission was a success and hugs Seth for being back… at least she is glad he didn't get harmed…. however she is after her mission more determined than ever to become and officer to be taken seriously, to be relied on and to not only get driven by her emotion… sure she would have maybe done something reckless but she needs to learn when its her time to help where she can…

-The Proxy meets Daffodil wanting to get a movie about Interrogations and bows with a smile… she has a bit more of a calmer expression… hoping to grow character wise to more than just the worrywart deer

And for another small fun facts: -Her favourite Noodles are actually Fried BBQ Noodles personally… she adores them but also can go secondly for Green pepper ones -She does not like people touching her horns without permissions… if you ask its fine she can prepare mentally -But she does for small events like Halloween or Christmas decorate them to give a bit of Cheer to her workplace (maybe also another reason she is not taken that serious at times) -She does collect stickers and puts them on her notebook at times…. also has stickers to give out to kids who did well too as a cheer up gift -She does like Bangboos too, often headpatting some

Daffodil and Seths relationships: -The Irony is they have in common that out of the officers… they can be at times the ones others don't take that seriously… Seth messing up with Honesty and Daffodil with just trying hard to do a good job but not being able to fully fullfill it… although Daffodil still does better recently and is more respected now… but that is also why Seth feels a bit like he wants to catch up, they encourage another -Its not like he doesn't like her affections just, not in front of the others… he gets a bit red about it. But also he does like that she listens if he has something to talk about compared to some others that would dissmiss him -When it comes to combat they definetly work well, Daffodil freezing the enemies and Seth bashing shield first through them… however at times he also wants to just protect her even more to the point she gets flattered -Janes is the kinda tension in this cause… her teasing Seth and Daffodil being protective does lead to a lot of banter but also to Daffodil being more obvious about her crush and Jealousy… and this blockhead still doesn't see it and is just waiting till the girlies are done -In the end I feel if Daffodil would one day come out directly and upfront with him about it… maybe during a mission they had together… or when they grabbed noodles together… and they be that wholesome police couple who can be quite sucessfull detaining other criminals -However its also Seth really not getting Daffodils hints and nudges for sure. She still rub his ears, kiss him on the forehead, hug him tight to her and it be fine

[astrxlfinale]

[ TEXT from Zarina 🌙 ] i was asked today if I would love you if you were a bangboo (thanks burnice)

[ TEXT from Zarina 🌙 ] asked my friend to draw you as one (don’t ask why)

[ TEXT from Zarina 🌙 ] sent you a photo.

[ TEXT from Zarina 🌙 ] no turning into bangboo ever for you

[ TEXT from Zarina 🌙 ] I mean it

[ TEXT from Zarina 🌙 ] I think I would not allow you to leave my lap otherwise.

This level of accuracy stuns him.

Now Lighter isn't someone who would let his pride get too suffocating. (At least he likes to believe that.) While actions and concrete performance burns within his blood, to see a Bangboo take on such a wildly accurate depiction of himself leaves him a touch stunned. Lips faintly agape, part of him can't resist just laughing at the sight before him.

Little guy is all spirit! So that's what taking on his visage can conjure in Bangboo. That said?

Zarina, what the fuck. (Affectionately.)

Text: I'll have to kindle not abide by that. In the name of your joys for the cute and cuddle, why. A pocket sized Lighter has been sounding like a fun companion on the road?

Text: Since I think we've already found that answer. (;

Text: I might have to make some off the cuff plans. What if by this twisted inspiration, you one day find me in one of those big Bangboo outfits? Just like officer Mewmew?

_______

...

There's a momentary pause as another text strikes him, one from a very amused friend that sends him a link. Needless to say, Ms.Sokolova might've started some something.

Text: This idea might be getting a little 'dangerous.'

Text: Look what someone commissioned here.

@zorkaya

[astrxlfinale]

To think this is where a modest start into their craft ends. Zarina Gigglefits Sokolova finding herself getting blindsided by a couch of all things. Oddly enough, it felt like a fitting foe, one that offers compromises amidst their antics even while his own gut found itself laced with a pleasant ache. In a silly feedback loop, her laughter sparked his, and the whole prior scenario turned even an idle embarrassment into a moment to further treasure.

While the option was certainly there to assist her from that descent in cozy cushions, his labored, recovering breaths offered a moment to contemplate. It felt as if allowing a moment of reprieve to be upon their feet just wasn't fitting. Professionalism left itself at the front door a nice long moment ago, and above all else? This couch that he's now leaning against as well deserves a new spark of memory. "Nah." He asserts instead. "If it can trip us up into a prime position?"

He most certainly said us. Lighter allows his weight to tip upon the opposing side, arms crossed close as his broad back creates immediately collides with the cushions alongside the veteran. Subjected to the same primary view of the ceiling as they're now shoulder to shoulder, those hazy jade eyes would flicker over to her instead, practically seeing the more personalized light of good fun adding shine across her figure.

Even now, that smile persists while that pillow is hugged up. (Part of him can't help but imagine the adorable sight of her treating Lamboo the same way, the little pearl of comfort that Bangboo manages to be.) "I think you've found the exact brand that needs a lil more company on it instead. Shameless as this would be to say, I'm feeling inspired to break this couch in a little more."

Visiting a lot more often just sounds worth it.

"Sure you'd be able to manage? Might have to get something pre-made, as there's quite the set of explosives set in you." A touch more brazen, it'd be in this moment where a gentle prod from the Champion makes contact with the flushed, pale cheek of Zarina. Dissolving from a modest schedule has enacted more of that playful side. "Gave even the drunk side of me a run for his money then, and lemme tell ya, that goofball can find anything a riot. So don't have me risking it all during a comedy movie then."

The emotion of ease flowed with each breath as he turned, bringing his lax but inquisitive gaze towards the ceiling. Part of him can't imagine how long it's been since he's just done acts like this with someone new. In a way, it was a testament that a good share of healing was being made in the company that drew out such a scale of loyalty from him. "Say, Zarina?"

"Do moments like this ever just get you more excited to spend time at home?" Lighter gives the question a good second to linger. "Normally, rest, rest, quick meal rest was an MO I once had. But a pace like this? I think I've come to appreciate it a whole lot more."

A lesson is forgotten in the flurry of laughter. There is something about this moment that reminds her of a golden dawn, when the beauty of a morning sky becomes poetic instead of just a usual happening. Laughter is a rare treasure, it is a gift that has been so little in the days when Hollows consume their world bit by bit. Fissures appear everywhere, HSO continues to dive deeper, the new generation of Void Hunters is not yet at the level of those who have left. But in this moment, within the four walls of her apartment, there is warmth that strikes the heart and soul instead of just the body. Joy is an emotion rarely experienced in such a pure discovery, reminding her of the good old days when Victor - her twin brother - would make her laugh as they were training, making faces and telling her jokes that were making her laugh her lungs out. Similarly to how it felt now. 

Lighter finds a way to make it worse for her. Just when she would slowly try to regain her breathing, he brings out the “Rrrgh. Krab Brawler” combination that makes the dam break again, making her choke on her laughter in that second, both hands on her belly as she continues. The burst of laughter at the krab brawler somehow got on a higher pitch of a note, eyes closed as she found herself almost keeling over, legs becoming unsteady as she staggered back to lean against the back of the couch. Her hand finds itself covering her mouth, as if she is physically trying to force the laughter back into herself but her body refuses to let go of this spike of serotonin and dopamine in the moment of delight. Lighter’s presence is a warm reminder of normalcy in the midst of Outer Ring, the heat outside may make her want to jump off into a frozen lake but behind closed doors? He is as warm as the Sun itself, a fireplace in the midst of winter that brings comfort and helps her live in the present and enjoy the present. His laughter sounds nice, she’d want to hear it again even through her hysterics.

“S-sure, f-full marks… Pfft,” she waves him off, wiping off the tears in her eyes. 

Zarina tries to take several deep breaths. The spark of giggle in her stomach slowly subsides until the photo is brought out. The cuteness alongside her still trying to recover makes her snort again, she has to look away from him and the phone at this second. Does he want her dead!? Not even a second! Endless and relentless assault with comedy that gets her chortling with laughter like she’s a little kid before the heaviness of tragedy and this world’s condition hit her. She needs this photo now! On her phone! This is perfection, but as much as it is perfection for long run? Right now, she…

“S-shhh, L-Lighter, s-stop,” she tries to shush him, gasping for air while trying to calm down, almost begging him to feed her laughter. It’s hard to breathe, her stomach is kicking her, lungs are stretched out thin. But it is funny, it is hilarious. Lamboo is clapping its little hands, swaying from left to right while watching what it sees. It even waves at Lighter when he looks at it, if it could give thumbs up, it certainly would. Lighter is causing her to lose her cool facade, too, blood rushing to her face from laughing so hard. On her porcelain skin, it’s more obvious to see the pink gathering at her cheeks. “I can’t… can’t brea- AH!” 

Her attempt to move just a bit more away to try and calm down makes her lean back against the couch’s back only to fall back on it. Back against the cushions she sits on, legs dangling from the back of the couch, hair falling off the sitting space on the floor as she finds herself staring at Lighter from a new angle. Her laughter, at least, stopped for a moment as she blinked, realizing that this laughter and entertainment caused her to be less aware of her space, which has never happened before. She is usually hyper aware of everything, but… Maybe it’s not bad. It feels more normal. 

“Pfft,” she once again snickers, bringing her hands to her mouth to hide her smile again. She dangles her legs a bit more, thanking her tall height for this hilarious and ridiculous showcase. “Man, am I glad this couch is wide and big, but probably should’ve gotten something with a higher back.” 

Once again, Sokolova laughs but it’s easier to cool off now as she thinks over whether she should roll over or ask Lighter to help her get up like this. This is actually quite comfortable, too, she finds it. Zarina exhales, taking one of her cushions next to her and hugging it to her chest while giving Lighter an inquiring look.

“What do you say about late lunch? Think our lesson’s pretty over for today.” 

And she should still get up. Maybe, if he offers her his hand, she’ll take it and will get up instead of rolling over.