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membermentmania · 3 months ago

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August 3rd

He leaned back, tilting his head slightly to look at her. “Enhanced senses. They’re more intense when I’m…” He made a face. “Hungry. But even when I’m not, y’know. I still get a lot more input.”

“Is Stan like you? Or Kyle?”

“No. He doesn’t know anything.” Bebe felt a small pang of relief. “None of us would ever hurt Wendy.”

“Thank you,” she muttered, happy to put that line of questioning to rest. “How’d you even become like this?”

Leo deflated a bit. “I got hit by a truck. My parents buried me in a pet semetary. Y’know. Literally got Stephen King’d.”

“I’m sorry,” she murmured.

He shrugged lazily, little dimple making itself known. “Could be worse, I guess.”

Bebe frowned slightly. “Do you feel guilty? Y’know. About… that?”

A quiet sigh escaped him. “If you asked me in passing, I’d say no. I do what I have to to survive and I don’t think people should feel guilty for keeping themselves alive.”

Bebe leaned forward a little. “And if I were asking you on a deeper level?” she asked softly.

“It creeps up on me,” he murmured, eyes trailing up towards the stars. “It’s not some all consuming, ever present thing, but little waves crash in, y’know. Usually when I’m just doing something benign. Like, one minute I’ll be doing laundry or homework. The next I’ll be wiping my tears and trying to breathe through the fact that I can’t wish away the sins of my parents.” An awkward laugh escaped him. “Sorry. That was so much.”

“No!” Bebe rushed out. “No,” she said, much quieter. “That was… I understand that.”

He looked over with a sad smile. “I’m so sorry that you do, Bebe.”

She offered him a shrug. “Sins of the mother,” she responded with a quiet laugh. A small wave of silence crashed over them. “So how does it work?” she asked hesitantly.

“Kind of a cycle. I eat. I get hungry. I push it as long as I can. Then I eat, rinse, repeat.”

“What happens if you don’t?”

“I get dumber. Meaner. My senses go into overdrive. All of the little changes my body goes through as hunger kicks in start to exacerbate. Then I start to decompose. If I go long enough, I go feral completely.”

She paused, taking it in. Processing. “And then?” she finally asked.

“Kenny or Kyle kill me and bring me back. Not ideal.”

“Fuck. I’m so sorry.”

“‘S okay. I would just run through the cycle without eating but at that point… Y’know. Life wouldn’t be worth living. And I don’t want to die yet.” He paused, looking down at the grass. “I’m not ready,” he murmured. “They forced me back and now I don’t want to let go.”

She glanced down at his hand resting on the bench before taking it, giving it a small squeeze. “That’s okay.”

“Leooooo, my mannnn,” Kenny drawled as he came up behind Leo, dropping an arm over his shoulder.

A quiet laugh bubbled out of the blonde as he leaned forward against the lunch table, slinking the arm off him. “What’s up?”

“Nothing, nothing. What’re you doing tonight?”

“Hanging out with Bebe.”

“Again?” Kyle chimed in as he took Leo’s other side. Leo jumped slightly, surprised that he actually didn’t hear Kyle at all. Kyle was incredibly hard to pick up on, compared to everyone else, but still. The cafeteria was still empty, there were maybe ten other people in there.

He laughed quietly. “Yes, again.”

“You guys have been hanging out a lot,” Kyle noted, not exactly accusatory.

“Is there something going on?” Kenny asked, extremely accusatory.

“No,” Leo responded with a chuckle. “I just like hanging out with her.”

“And she really likes hanging out with you,” Kenny responded playfully.

Leo’s stomach twisted slightly. “Did she say something?”

“No, but your face is giving you away,” Kyle chimed in with a small smirk.

“Oooo are we talking about Leo’s crush on Bebe?” Stan asked as he walked up.

“I don’t have a crush on her,” he responded flatly.

“So you’ve been hanging out with her over us and it’s not even a romantic thing?” Kenny pouted. “Do you like her more than us or something?” He batted his lashes, puppy dog eyes on full display.

Leo shrugged lazily, biting back a laugh. “Well, y’know, I figured I’d give you and Kyle some time to recover from your divorce.”

“Hey!” Kenny shouted. Kyle smacked the side of Leo’s head. Laughs started to bubble out of him and Stan as Kyle started to blush, grumbling about there being no divorce to recover from. Stan shot Leo a small smirk, looking about as proud of him as he felt proud of himself. Kyle and Kenny were in a much better place now and he couldn’t help but be happy about that. They deserved that.

The cacophony of noise continued to grow as Leo tuned it all out. He lost himself in the conversation as Cartman walked up, droning on about the historical ramifications of art school simply existing. But just like every day, his eyes trailed over the second he smelled a very specific combination of cinnamon and shea.

She wore a simple red tank top and a pair of denim jeans. Long blonde coils were pulled up into a ponytail with a matching red scrunchie. “You’re staring,” Kenny teased quietly.

“I know,” Leo murmured, not taking his eyes off her as she sat down. Deep green eyes immediately met his. She put a hand over her mouth, covering up a laugh, before smiling at him.

Are we still hanging out tonight? she mouthed.

He responded with a nod, his own smile appearing when she smiled again. His smile wouldn’t fade as he turned back to the conversation unfolding in front of him. He really liked hanging out with Bebe. They easily navigated past the initial weirdness of their friendship and now everytime he got to hang out with her, he couldn’t help but be happy.

Leo was upside down, hanging off the side of Bebe’s bed. Her legs were draped across his. He glanced over to see her tapping on her phone before tossing it to the side. She glanced over, small smile pulling at her lips. “What do you want to go to school for, if you get to? Y’know. Or just do in the future?”

He let out a quiet hum. He liked doing this with Bebe. Instead of letting things unfold, they’d resorted to asking each other any and all questions they could think of as they came. “Economics, probably. But in the same breath, if I get a future, I just wanna be happy. Don’t really care what I do, y’know?” She nodded. “What about you?”

“Doctor or NASCAR, no in between.”

A laugh bubbled out of him. Neither of those fit, but somehow, they fit perfectly. “Do you even have a license?”

“Hey, now. Not having a license and not being able to drive are two totally different things,” she scolded playfully.

A quiet laugh escaped him. “Fair. How do you cope?”

“Ooo. That’s a big one.” He nodded, the action throwing him off slightly considering he was still upside down. She gave him a sad smile. “I don’t think I do, really. Just kinda accepted it as a part of my life ‘til I can get out of here. And when it gets bad, I just try to ignore it, I guess. You?”

“I try to be kind,” he said quietly.

“You don’t have to.” His eyes left her ceiling, traveling back over to her. He squinted at her slightly. She mirrored the action, prompting him to sit back up.

“What do you mean?”

“I just don’t want you to feel like you have to hide anything from me, I guess. Y’know, I like sharing everything with you. Maybe it’s different, cause no one else really knows about me. But, like, you can share the ugly stuff with me too. I’ll still think you’re kind.”

“Thank you.” A small smile crossed his face. He liked being close to someone like this. Kyle and Kenny were his best friends, but this was different. He didn’t tell them everything because he couldn’t. But he actually felt like he could tell Bebe everything. She made him feel secure. “I like sharing everything with you too.”

“What was your relationship like with your parents? Before everything.”

“Worse than it is now,” he responded flippantly.

Bebe frowned. “How could it-” He gave her a sad smile. “Oh.” She reached out, giving his hand a small squeeze. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright. I kinda like being alone, all things considered.”

“Do you like being alone or is it just safe?”

“Think it’s a little early for a big question like that,” he teased. A laugh bubbled out of her before she shot him a look. He shrugged. “To be determined, I guess. What was yours like? Before everything.”

Bebe offered him a lazy shrug. “She didn’t really pay much attention to me unless she had to. Hasn’t really changed much.” He placed his free hand over the one holding onto his and squeezed it before letting himself fall backwards.

“You deserve better.”

“Could say the same about you.” Leo let out a small hum of acknowledgement. “How’d Kyle wind up the way he is?”

Leo frowned slightly. “He had a bit of a breakdown. When we were younger. He’s good at hiding it. And managing. But I think he lost a piece of himself he didn’t even get to know yet.”

“That fucking sucks,” she muttered. “He is good at hiding it though. Is he, like, okay?”

“Most days, yeah. But the bads are bad, y’know.”

“I get that,” she murmured. “You love them a lot, don’t you?”

He could feel her heart rate pick up just the tiniest bit. “Course I do. I wouldn’t have made it without them. What aren’t you asking me?”

She lifted up one of her legs, lazily smacking it back down. “Not fair,” she noted.

Leo laughed quietly. “Not my fault. You’re too easy to read.” He glanced over when he felt it. Little spurts of rose danced across her cheeks.

“It’s a stupid question.”

He hummed. “I don’t think stupid questions exist.”

There was a pause. Bebe was generally confident. He’d never seen her have to actually talk herself up to things. But every now and then with him, she really seemed on the fence about asking him certain things. It was something Leo found really endearing about her. “Do you have, like– still have, human emotions? Like, all of them or whatever?”

He looked back at her. They plunged into a tiny bout of silence, prompting her to look at him. His lips quirked up into a small smile. “I’d like to think so, yeah. Do you?”

“I think…” She looked down at her hands. “I think so. But I also think I’m bit more emotionally constipated than I’d like to admit, if I’m being honest.”

“Wanna delve into that?”

“Not really.”

“That’s okay too.”

“Do you believe in the soul?”

“Thought it was my turn.”

“We’re kinda shit at keeping track,” she responded with a laugh.

“I know we have souls.”

“Yeah?”

“Kenny dies a lot on account of his curse. I’ve kicked it a few times. We go somewhere.”

A hand wrapped around his. “What’s it like?”

“Do you think science and religion coexist?”

“I thought follow up questions were allowed,” she defended.

“Fine. But then I have one.” He looked over to catch a glimpse of a smile. “You sure you won’t get scared?”

“Is it worse than here?”

“Sometimes. But y’know. We have personal connections to what goes on above and below. So we’re spoiled, in a way.”

“We?”

“Well, me ‘n Ken, course. But also most of South Park. The rulers of the afterlives seem to have a bit of a soft spot for this place.”

Bebe let out a quiet hum. “What about where you go?”

“Most all of us go to hell. But again. We’re spoiled. Down there’s kinda the same as up here.”

She barked out a laugh. “So that’s what waits for us after all of this shit?”

“Yeah.” “And still, you try to be kind.” Her face softened. “Nothing changes and there’s no reason to be guilty, but you still feel guilty.” He looked at her absolutely gobsmacked. “That’s so very human of you,” she whispered.

His stomach fluttered and his gaze darted back up to the ceiling. “But I’m not.”

“Maybe. But you’re a person.”

He ran a hand through his hair. He didn’t deserve to be seen the way Bebe seemed to see him. “Tell me about Tweek,” he murmured.

“What about Tweek?”

He shot her a small smirk. “If I recall correctly, you said he’s the boy version of you?” he asked playfully.

“Off limits.”

“Figured I'd try,” he drawled.

She laughed. “Tweek has secrets that aren’t mine to share. And you’re going to know if I’m lying to you.” She made a face. “And I don’t want to lie to you,” she said much lower.

He swung himself back up, nudging her side. “What was that?”

“Nothing,” she got out with a laugh.

“You sure?” he teased.

“Not a thing.” She sat up, now very close. “Wanna go get ice cream?”

“What time is it?”

She lazily checked her phone. “They close in an hour.” He picked up her legs, laughs bubbling out when she started laughing, dropping them on his side.

“Whatever you want.”

“I don’t have a crush on him!”

“Whatever you say.”

“I don’t have a crush on him.”

“Uhuh. Right.”

“Wendy, I swear, I don’t have a crush on him.”

Wendy shot her a small smirk in response. “Okay.”

“I don’t like him like that.”

“I didn’t even say anything this time!”

She was making a face.

“I-”

“-don’t-”

“-like-”

“-him!”

Wendy walked up to their lunch table, offering Bebe a playful smile. “So, are we still in denial today? What does this make…” She looked down at her watch, shooting Bebe a teasing smirk. “Day forty five of being in denial?”

Bebe braced her arms on the table before dropping her head on top of them, relenting. “I like him,” she breathed out with defeat.

“WHAT?!”

Bebe looked up, making a face. “Voice lower,” she pleaded.

“It’s packed in here,” Wendy defended. “No one’s paying attention.”

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trutrustories · 3 years ago

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Bad fighter Mobius M. Mobius is the best kind of Mobius M. Mobius, Actually.

I already loved Mobius more than most of the MCU characters before episode 6 came out, but THAT scene in Ravonna´s Office was really game changer for me. Until then I was actually sure, that this man is a great fighter. Because HOW THE FUCK COULD HE NOT BE, RIGHT? I mean...

he looks so sure of himself, He´s going on those missions with trained hunters all the time, he´s fearless! And then Ravonna says: “even with that, you´re of no danger to me” And I was like: Ha! keep dreaming girl He´ll show you! And Mobius was like: “Is that what you think? Let´s see..” And I was like: Yeeees that´s my boyyyyy!!!”

And then Ravonna was like...

Mobius in the air in like a split of second. And I was like

But Mobius freaking smiled and was like: “Yeah you were right”

ok. OK. HE´S MY FUCKING FAVOURITE NOW. THERE IS NO ONE BETTER THEN HIM SORRY. Suddenly I was lost. I was blown away. It was HE BETTER STAYS IN MCU FOREVER OR I WILL SCREAM type of feeling. So let me get this straight. He can´t fight. He probably knows that he is not a good fighter, and he... HOLY SHIT. THE WHOLE SERIES IS SO MUCH BETTER!!! .... As much as I love the idea of strong Mobius with long hair and daggers, looking for Loki through entire universe… I´m not sure, if I really want to see that in canon. I just love this cute and non-combatant version of Mobius too much, I´m sorry! Let me explain my weird brain please: we have lots of strong heroes in MCU – those who are great fighters, or those who had to learn how to fight. The one thing I always loved about Iron man was the fact, that he really needed his brilliant brain, his technology (suit) and bravery to fight. And in the end he was the hero who saved them all. I mean… yeah. There are side-kicks, like Happy Hogan, or Luis (Ant man´s best friend) and I LOVE them! But none of them has got as much screen time and importance, as Mobius. When I think about what I love so much about him and his dynamic with Loki, there is always this one thing that prevails: one of them is an incredibly strong but also very careful god (not when he´s drunk though) who uses a lots of strategies and plans, while the other is a tiny man in a suit who can´t fight shit but runs into the throat of a danger every chance he get and no one can´t stop him. just look at him!!!

He goes on missions with these trained hunters to just look around for clues and has no concerns about potentional harm whatsoever.

And he even finds the time to stand up for normal people and be kind to them in the process:

Once Loki has no collar, on his neck he could break all Mobius´s limbs in a matter of seconds if he wanted to, but Mobius is completely sure he has nothing to worry about around his Loki. He´s not scared of ANYTHING, especially of Loki variants. Like EVER! :D

let me break it down in detail for ya. I made a list: When they are taking Loki on his first mission outside, Loki asks, if no one is concerned that he is going to has his magic back...

well, maybe someone actually is concerned by that but it sure as hell isn´t Mobius. He just simply says that he could get Loki to Time keepers if he won´t try anything and like... this one line is getting on Loki so much, that Loki even tries to use it few moments latter xD And here is the best scene ever:

LOKI: “we can go anywhere!”

MOBIUS: “I´m not taking you for a stroll along the promenade, much less an apocalypse” FEW MOMENTS LATTER:

Hang on. Wait. So you telling me, he took this man outside without permission, without backup (you know, hunters, that actually CAN fight), right to the apocalypse, knowing that Loki can use his powers anytime, however he wants. It´s just... God. I love him!!! And then he just hands him the daggers like it´s no big deal!

Like are we all aware this man has no any super powers, no big strength, nor any impressive fighting skills and he is willing to give him daggers for a mission, where this god is capable of magic and everyone else in team ECCEPT mobius is at least able to fight????? And he just has that small bulletproof vest, and a raincoat and he chats with Loki in a rain like it was a fucking another apocalyptic DATE?

Ok. Let´s jump to the episode four He goes and persuades Ravonna to let him interrogate Sylvie and he is straight up arguing with her, even when he´s told how dangerous Sylvie is. This man LOVES danger!!!

Once he has doubts he decides to risk it all and swaps TemPads right behind Ravonnas back.

And he is watching it OUT LOUD in a place where anyone can show up at anytime!

no but serously. This is a face of a man who is EXCITED for a dangerous adventures with Loki. Yeah, lets bring this whole place down together!

And then we have this scene. Mobius really has a nerves to pull “ ha ha I had to take it by mistake” line right there.

But once he understand he´s gonna die, he just take his fate with bravery and talks to Ravonna about life he really desires.

And remember that time Ravonna warned him about this variant and how dangerous she is? He casually saves her, just like that. No big deal.

He even has a time to make teasing notes about how Sylvie should be more careful jumping to a strangers car like that and how she really is one of the Lokis.

And after he saves her, he manage to apologize to her and make her to like him. EVERY FREAKING LOKI LIKES HIM! - that has to be his super power I swear And then Sylvie is like: well actually let´s go back there, I think It´s the best idea ever. And mobius is like: What back to the angry cloud? - oh great. fuck this why the hell not. Lets do it.

so... while Loki and Sylvie are getting closer, lets show us, how literally every Loki likes Mobius (like not even alligator loki wants to hurt him, even when Mobius suggests that he is a liar I CAN´T) And just random (AGAIN) during the chat saving Loki and Sylvie (without even knowing) when he inspires Classic Loki to change.

He offers free tickets straght to the TVA to kid Loki, classic Loki and an alligator. I mean... What a LEGEND.

when he gets there he just knock on Ravonna´s door and is like - lets talk about it xDD

And he isn´t even suprised to lose that fight. He makes himself comfortable on the floor: yeah you were right. Here we go again. Just prune me already, doesn´t matter, I have my Lokis there anyway.

But make no mistake, I don´t think he is stupid, or naive. That is the most fascinating thing about him. He is brilliant. He can makes great plans (it surely as hell was him, who come up with the high school scheme) He is a great investigator, he is familiar with psychology very well, he know how to manipulate people just as well, as Loki. He can interrogate flawlessly (when jealousy is not involved) And when he woke up in the Void, he was able to escape certain death, choose a car and drive around looking for Loki - and eventualy save Sylvie. He is a very capable man. I dont think he shouldn´t have any power. Like - he has his inteligence, his knowledge of all languages (I want to see him chat with Groot please), his knowledge of psychology, knowledge of how TVA works... He can have his pruning stick, TemPad, bulletproof vest and a raincoat for what I care. but most importantly he has his kind heart, love of adrenaline, and he is a freaking Loki expert. And let´s not forget, every Loki loves him. Also, he has a damn luck as well :D It´s like - Loki always ends up loosing, so Mobius is fine - even when he should be dead about million times already. (one man´s void is another man´s piece of cake) So when they are togheter. There is no way for Loki to actually die. Not by his side xD So I don´t think he needs to become great fighter. I believe, that this is a hundred times better. Creators should explore this dynamic to it´s bottom before they make him fighter with super powers or something like that. ( I wouldn´t mind long hair though) I´m sorry. But I just really love that. I love how small and fragile he is, but he wont be scared of anything. And now he´s Loki best friend (while having masive crush on him, let's be precise ) So just imagine all those amazing scenes that could come with that. Imagine there is some very dangerous Loki variant that everyone has problem to deal with, and Mobius is gonna be like - you´re so cute guys, nice try. Now let me talk to him, will ya. Imagine some big battle where our Loki and Mobius are fighting side by side with Avengers and Loki is using all his potential, and he is so stunning in his leather but he can´t focus very well, because few metters from him is a small, fragile man in a suit just using TemPad an afucking pruning stick. And Loki didn´t even want him there in the first place. So they are arguing like married couple right then and there and every avenger AND enemy in close distance just can´t believe these two are real. also Loki saves Mobius by taking him in his arms right on time and running to safety with him

Maybe this post is completely useless and has incredibly bad english like every text I write, but I don´t care. I just wanted to loudly appreciate this mans non-fighting skills and his hilariously huge courage. End of the post. have nice day! Bye!

#Loki #loki series #loki laufeyson #Mobius #mobius m mobius #loki spoilers #lokius #loki and mobius #i love him okay #He is the best character marvel ever created #longpost #long post

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faith--in-the-future · 3 years ago

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MILAN 10/04/2022

(my first concert<333) ok im still processing and a bit in shock so forgive me if I forget anything but I'll just write a few words to remember the night bc it was AMAZING

ok so first of all enormous thanks to @tanktop-lou and her family for giving me a ride and being generally great!

then thanks to the girls I met in line that I spent the night with bc they were SO NICE, when we were in line there was a dad with a sign saying "I'm looking for a ticket for my daughter " and one of the girls had an extra ticket to sell bc her friend couldn't come but when she saw this guy's daughter was like a 13yo girl she just gifted it to her !!! so sweet!💖 louies are great<333

also the line was INSANE and considering I only waited like 2 hours we got a great spot in the pit !! but truly the line went all around the parking lot MULTIPLE TIMES!! let's just say there was A LOT of pushing and running once the gates opened skjdk

then we got in and everyone in the pit was pushing already lol and I left a few girls go in front of me bc I felt bad for being so tall sksj but then the girl behind me started to get angry at me and my ponytail (??) so I just turned around and ignored her ksjzkd

anywaysss OTP were good although basically nobody knew their songs rip but they still made the best of it and the frontman was very good and energetic! and he tanked and praised louis so many times 🥺🥺🥺🥺 (also the security gave us water ! and told us to not throw anything on stage)

then it was another 30 minutes before louis and the adrenaline (and sweat shsh) were saturating the air. it was great to see a lot of guys and older ppl there too! everyone was so excited and it was so beautiful to see such a big arena get filled by people who were there for louis!!

then the curtain came up and the first lights started shining and let me tell you... his intro his AMAZING like there's an instrumental bit and a lights sequence that just builds up the excitement so WELL and you can literally feel everyone's hearts beating faster ! then the curtain falls and everyone just SCREAMS and from there on its nonstop just SPECTACULAR performance, every moment every light every note every smile it's all just so perfect and so well thought out, it's truly an experience worth every single cent I spent (which weren't even that many tbh for a show this good). I LOVED the screens and the various effects he had on them and the fact that we could also see the band at times, Michael's happiness was truly visible on his face and Steve was just SO GOOD and a great presence, they compliment louis and his energy so well,

LOUIS was just..... beautiful incredible SO FUCKING TALENTED like genuinely there wasn't a single note out of place and his voice was either so perfect it sounded like the studio version OR even better than that bc he was adding high notes and virtuosisms to the songs, his high notes are INSANE like truly he has an AMAZING VOICE and it fills an entire arena so well, I will NEVER understand the people who told him his voice was too weak, it's so far from the truth!!! truly I kept my eyes closed for most of beautiful War bc I wanted to enjoy it to the fullest, and most people also stopped singing bc his voice was THAT beautiful.

also man I'm ashamed to say I had not fully comprehended just how much effort and physical strength goes into every show , I jumped around and screamed a lot but I also took breaks bc it's genuinely so exhausting and while I was in one of these moments taking a break It hit me that louis does and will do this multiple times a week every week for MONTHS like it's truly insanely hard, I don't think I'll be able to move let alone talk tomorrow, I have no idea how he does 3 shows in a row sometimes. I've genuinely gained so much more respect for him and musicians in general tonight.

back to the show, the energy was GREAT everyone around me screamed every word (except 7 which I was like come onnn people it's been years!! but it doesn't matter bc I screamed it all!!!) and louis was visibily SO HAPPY to play in such a big venue and it was just 🥰🥰🥰🥰💖💖💖 the most beautiful feeling, also he was SO HOT!!! and everyone was just so in love with him. also he loved getting the shirts and hoodie and he pointed at a sign that called him a work of art<3333

my favorites live were probably beautiful War, walls, only the brave, through the dark and kmm , his voice in walls and beautiful War is SPLENDID and they're such beautiful moments, otb was BEAUTIFUL the whole venue was so pretty and the rainbow project came out so well!!! TTD and KMM are the perfect closing songs!!! SO much energy and everyone was using every single drop of strength they had left to jump and scream and we really gave it all !!!

and the pyros and silly strings are so amazing and a great experience live !!! it seems silly written down but they just add another layer to the experience and make it more tangible in a way, again everything was so well timed and thought out.

you leave the show truly understanding how much louis CARES and how much effort he puts in his work, he's truly an Artist and a Musician with capital letters and I'm just filled with joy at the thought that he'll get to do this and people will get to experience it for many years to come, I certainly can't wait.

louis, you were beautiful and you shine so bright, its no wonder why some people were always scared of letting you shine but you really proved and prove over and over again that real talent, real care, real love, really do make a difference ♡

#fan recap #💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖#milan #ITS SO LONG XKDKKX

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mizunetzu · 4 years ago

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omg i’m so excited i like,, spam read all of your writing and now i can request,,, anyway, could i request maybe something similar to your Tanaka x femboy reader, but with Oikawa? like he mistakes him for a girl and maybe flirts with the reader a little bit and the reader i just like ,,”you do,, you do realize i am a man correct” and hijinks ensue?? sorry if this is too vague i suck at describing things. lotsa love your writing is literally my favorite 💕

Omg wait Oikawa??? And femboy reader??? Hijinks???? Take me now—

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Oikawa x reader - Oikawa Tooru Goes Both Ways

⚠️warnings - reader is mistaken and referred to unintentionally as a girl. I assure you, this is a male reader. Femboy reader, if that triggers you.

Pronouns - male, he/him

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Oikawa couldn’t help but stare as a...rather cute girl stepped into the gym.

“Oi! Shittykawa! Focus!” Iwaizumi was about to hurl a volleyball at Oikawa’s head when he caught sight of where he was staring. He looked from the newcomer, back to Oikawa’s eyes tracing their form up and down.

“Iwa-chan...” Oikawa held his breath as he pointed subtly. “Who is that?”

Iwaizumi looked over back to the intruder. Sure enough, some girl with (h/c) styled hair stood at the foot of the door awkwardly. They weren’t sporting the school uniform, instead wearing a skirt with a cafe apron tied around their waist. Oikawa recognized the cute logo on the somewhat dirty apron as the coffee shop he’d visit on days he wasn’t particularly busy.

All in all, this stranger was incredibly attractive.

Eventually, coach Irihata emerged from the storage closet, and motioned the stranger over. The stranger perked up, pulled out a slightly-wrinkled paper from their back, and timpered off into the office.

Oikawa sighed dreamily. “Iwa-chan...is this what I think it is? Are we fiiiiiinally getting a cute girl manager to manage our team?!”

He draped himself over Iwaizumi’s shoulders. “Aaaaah~! I’m so happy~! And it’s such a cutie too!”

“Get off me, dumbass. You have like...millions of girls throwing their panties at you, literally all that look like her. And you go for the one who decides to join our club?”

Oikawa huffed. “What’s so wrong about that! She’s cute! And she looked so shy standing there...aaaah, I’m swooning just thinking about wrapping her up in my arms-!”

“I’m saying,” Iwaizumi bonked Oikawa on the head. “If you manage to get with her, then break her heart, or at the very least make her uncomfortable, she’ll have to see your annoying face all day at practice, and then she won’t wanna be manager anymore! Because she has to see you!”

Iwaizumi pinched at Oikawa’s scalp. “I want a cute girl manager and to have them actually stay! And who knows? We get brownie points if it’s not another one of your fangirls trying to get in your pants by joining the club!”

“Ow! Mean Iwa-chan, bad!”

“I’m not a damn Pokémon-!” Iwaizumi was about to kick Oikawa in the back, before letting himself simmer down and take a deep breath. He lowered his legs, and turned towards the office door. “...I’m gonna go look at that girl’s application and see what class she’s in. Maybe we can, I dunno, make her a welcome basket of fruit or some corny shit like that.”

“Let me come with you-!”

“No! You’ll just scare her away, and you have cleaning duty! All you need to do is take down the net, and I’ll meet you outside when I’m done. If you be good, I’ll tell you her name.”

Oikawa thought about it for a second.

“Deal.”

He disappeared to take down the net from the poles. Iwaizumi sighed, and walked towards the door. They were the only two left in the gym, as they were in charge of cleanup for the day, so no one else but him should be in the office. Well, minus the new girl and coach Irihata.

Iwaizumi slid open the door. “Yo.” He greeted. He looked around the room, only finding coach Irihata.

“...Didn’t someone come in here with you with an application form?”

Coach Irihata chuckled. “Oh, yeah,”

“He just wanted to drop in his member application before his part-time job made him go back to work.”

Iwaizumi froze.

“...he...?”

“Yeah, he wanted to join the club as a (Position name). He’s not confident about his jumping or spiking abilities, but he claims to be really dang good at digging and receives.”

The two looked at eachother in silence. Wasn’t she-well, he—wearing a skirt? Now that he thought about it, everything about him looked like...well...a him, minus the skirt. Iwaizumi dashed to the table and picked up the application resting there peacefully.

‘(L/n) (Y/n) - 2nd year, class 4’

‘Position - (Position name)’

Iwaizumi scanned the page. He wanted to doubt this was the ‘cute manager’ they laid their eyes on, but they even had a school photo clipped onto the corner of the paper. Sure enough, that was him. His eyes eventually landed on something printed on the middle of the page.

‘Gender - male’

That proved it. The ‘cute girl manager’ Oikawa was just fawning over turned out to be a guy. And their future teammate, no less. Iwaizumi wanted to laugh in Oikawa’s face.

“Is there something wrong, Iwaizumi-kun?”

“Pfft-no! N-no, sirrrrr....” Iwaizumi set the paper down and walked out the the room, doing his best to keep in his snickers.

Oikawa jogged up to him excitedly once he stepped out of the gym. “So? Did ya find out her name? Her class? Is she our manager?”

Iwaizumi opened his mouth to say something, before letting his mouth clamp shut.

“Nah, coach said I couldn’t see it.”

He watched as Oikawa deflated, trudging his way over to the club room to change and go home. Iwaizumi did his best not to bust out laughing on the spot.

This should be fun.

��—

“Iwa-chan!”

“No, you stalker.”

“But Iwa-chaaaaaan!” Oikawa whined. “Why not?! Practice ended early, and we could use some coffee! Come buy coffee with me!”

“You just wanna use me as an excuse to see that bo-that girl who came into our club yesterday, idiot! That’s stalking! You’re acting like your little fangirls!”

Oikawa pouted, and Iwaizumi prayed he didn’t catch him on his little slip-up. He turned around, walking off out of school gates. Oikawa dejectedly trailed behind him.

“I’m going home. Don’t bother me if it’s about that manager again—“

Just then, a text tone pinged from Iwaizumi’s pocket. He stopped mid-sentence, fishing out his phone and opening his messaging app.

‘Mom - no ones going to be home because we have to go out real quick. The house is locked, and you left your spare keys with me again. Go out and have fun with Tooru-kun before I come back!’

Iwaizumi deadpanned. Oikawa had his chin resting on his shoulder, with a shit-eating grin Iwaizumi didn’t even have to look at to know was there.

“Yeah, Iwa-chan. Listen to Mrs. Aina and hang out with Tooru-kun for a bit. We can go to the cafe and hang out like your she said, Iwa-chan~”

Iwaizumi pushed past Oikawa bitterly. “Don’t... fuckin’... call my mom by her name... dumbass... stalker... Shittykawa...” he grumbled as he trudged his way in the direction to the cafe. Oikawa let out a small “Yay~!”

——

Hiding behind the big, laminated menus the cafe provided, Oikawa kept glancing over to the cashier-area to try and find (Y/n). Iwaizumi deadpanned, sitting back in his chair nonchalantly.

“You’re acting stupid.”

“I’m being sneaky.”

“You look more suspicious than if you were to act like yourself.”

“As if you would know!” Oikawa whisper-yelled to Iwaizumi, momentarily letting his menu fall flat. “I’m trying not to get caught, unlike one of us-!”

“Hello?”

Oikawa and Iwaizumi froze. Oikawa rigidly turned to the voice, while Iwaizumi almost fell back in his seat.

There stood the boy—well, the ‘girl’, in his work apron, this time, up close. Oikawa could see the detail in his eyes, the way a few of his hairs fell onto his face and stuck because of the small layer of sweat on his forehead, even taking in the small kitty hair clip resting in his hair.

“Hu...huaai...” Oikawa breathed out. Iwaizumi bit his lip. If he started laughing now, Oikawa would tell his mom he was bullying him again.

“Hello! I was wondering if I could get you two anything to drink! No worries if you aren’t ready to order yet.”

His voice had a soft tamber to it, a warm, welcoming aura that fit the vibe of the cafe perfectly. Iwaizumi could see how Oikawa, and probably other people, could mistake him for a girl. Especially with the way he dressed and carried himself as evident to yesterday’s practice.

Iwaizumi tilted the menu infront of him up a bit. “I’ll get a small black coffee. Whabout you, Oikawa?”

When he got no response, other than the hum of acknowledgment from (Y/n), Iwaizumi looked up. Oikawa was staring dumbly at (Y/n) again, and seconds later (Y/n) was caught under his gaze. He stared back awkwardly, waiting for Oikawa to say something or at least order something, until he suddenly jolted up in pain.

Iwaizumi dug his heel deeper into Oikawa’s foot. “Say something, dumbass! Stop staring!” He hissed, covering his mouth from (Y/n) in petty attempts to mask their conversation.

“Ow! Ow! I’ll get a peppermint tea please-! Stop it!”

(Y/n) scribbled down Oikawa’s order, smiling patiently as he did. Iwaizumi removed his foot. There was a beat of silence, until Oikawa smoothly rested his chin on his hand.

“Soooo, (L/n) (Y/n)-chan, is it?” Oikawa said, as he peered at (Y/n’s) name tag. “Pretty masculine name for a cute girl like you~”

Iwaizumi choked on his spit. (Y/n) tilted his head to the side, looking up from his notepad to peer back at Oikawa.

“What...did you say?”

“Sorry, sorry!” Oikawa rubbed the back of his head cutely. “I didn’t mean to offend you. I think (Y/n) is a cute name~”

Iwaizumi didn’t know if he wanted to die from laughter or embarrassment. He was going to pop a vein trying to keep in his cackles.

“Ah. It’s the clothes, isn’t it?” (Y/n) mused. He took a step back, looking at his rather-feminine clothing choices for the day. “I understand why. I get that a lot.”

“...What does your clothes have to do with your name?” It was Oikawa’s turn to sound confused. Iwaizumi let out a few haggard, stifled snickers at his dense expression. (Y/n) raised an eyebrow.

“You...” He pointed at himself with his pen. “You do realize I’m a man, correct?”

Oikawa choked. His eyes widened as his smile cracked a bit. Iwaizumi had to hide his face in his jacket to prevent himself from bursting out into hackles. Oikawa gave a nervous smile.

“Aha...haha...funny joke..”

“I’m not joking, though...” (Y/n) smirked. He wouldn’t deny that seeing the faces of people flirting with him after he told them he had a dick was a guilty pleasure. “Want proof?”

(Y/n) grasped Oikawa’s wrist, tugging it forcefully, and moving his apron to the side. He brought it down closer to his groin until Oikawa sputtered and flailed on the table.

“No! I-I believe you! I-I can see it from here—I don’t need to touch it-!” Oikawa shrieked. Iwaizumi clutched his stomach from laughing too hard, already given up on keeping it in. He snorted loudly, choked on that snort, and erupted into a series of cough-laughs.

By the time Iwaizumi’s laugh turned into the kind where no noise came out-but it hurt in your stomach anyways—Oikawa was laying his head on the table, embarrassed, while (Y/n) chuckled along.

“You knew, Iwa-chan! You knew!” Oikawa hissed, holding his poor, abused hand. “You set me up for failure!”

“You did that to yourself.” Iwaizumi said between breaths. “He’s actually gonna start attending practice as a (position name) starting next week. We don’t have a manager after all.”

“And you got my hopes up for what?!” Oikawa cried out, making Iwaizumi snort again. (Y/n) raised his eyebrows.

“Manager?”

“Oikawa thought that when you came to drop your registration form in yesterday, that you were signing up to be a manager since he thought you were a girl. I saw your form though, so I knew but this guy here didn’t.”

Iwaizumi nudged at Oikawa, who was hiding his face in his hands. “You better be nice to him, though. He’s your new captain starting next week.”

“Ah! How fun! Having my new playboy captain flirt with me before I even join the club. ” (Y/n) mumbled, as he scribbled down something else in his notepad. Iwaizumi heckled when Oikawa whined with his head down.

He didn’t raise his head back up until a slip of paper was placed gently on top of his head. He heard a “I’ll go get your drink ready.” From (Y/n), before he looked up and noticed he was gone. He caught the slip of paper falling off his head as he sat up.

“What’s that?” Iwaizumi said lazily. Oikawa was staring giddily at the paper. He turned the paper around smugly, holding it up for Iwaizumi to read.

‘Call me. If you’re feeling fruity, that is. (xxx)-xxx-xxxx. -‘(Y/n)-chan’’

Iwaizumi stared at the neat handwriting, then back at Oikawa’s smug face.

“...Were you not just listening? He just tried to make you touch his dick? He’s a dude?”

“Eh. Cute girl, cute boy, he’s still cute~” Oikawa dreamily sighed as he watched (Y/n) make his tea behind the counter. “I’d still hit it till he breaks~”

“Pervert.”

“Says you.”

Oikawa earned a sharp thunk to the head.

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the-rule-of-beasts · 3 years ago

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Could I request how hugs with Leshy or P03 would feel like? Of course this could go to the rest of the Scrybes! Or just the reader (or player) hanging out and really feeling more comfortable in their presence enough to want to show their affection and care in some way? Platonic or more familial? If not that’s fine just feeling a little emotional!

Oh anon,,, you sweet sweet anon,, you don't understand how soft this ask makes me. Hugging the Scrybes?? Yes. Absolutely- I would literally die if I got to hug any of those guys 🥺

Leshy

Listen- LISTEN. The man is touch starved. You know it, I know it, he just is. However, he is an incredibly awkward man and refuses to ask for affection. Whether or not it's a conscious thing is up for debate, the point is he doesn't ask.

So with that in mind, hugs with Leshy would be... A little awkward at first?? He's unused to any sort of physical contact, much less positive contact, so you hugging him would take him a little off guard??

I think a part of him doesn't think he deserves the affection, some deep seeded self loathing and like,, guilt. But I think he'd appreciate it once he got used to it, it's just that initial hump that's a little hard to get over.

At the beginning he would be super gentle with you. This is the kind of man who absolutely wrestles bears in his free time, he is BUILT. But also very anxious. He'd be terrified of accidentally hurting you, so he would handle you like you were made of glass. He'd get past that eventually, but he's just a very anxious individual.

Once he's actually moved past those initial hurdles, he absolutely adores physical affection. There's something deeply heartwarming about you trusting him enough to touch him, and it becomes one of his main ways to express affection.

A hug from Leshy feels like you're being completely surrounded by him. He holds you firm enough to feel present and he tends to rest his chin on top of your head. His smell of petrichor and moss tends to be a bit overwhelming but like?? In a good way?? He also tends to either bend closer to your height or just,,, pick you up. Like I said, he is a strong man.

I feel like he'd probably give some of the best hugs out of all the Scrybes?? Very warm,, very lovin- 9/10. Though I think the best hugger would be

Grimora

This woman has all the sweet firmness of Leshy with absolutely none of the hoops to jump through. You could meet her for the very first time and immediately ask for a hug and she would be MORE than happy to oblige.

She's unsurprisingly a bit cold to the touch, but not unpleasantly so?? It sort of feels like flipping your pillow over to the cooler side.

She's so squishy. You don't understand- it's like hugging a kind stuffed animal that hugs you back. She's got her own fair share of strength, so her hugs are very firm- nice and squeezey. She's mastered the art of hugging and you cannot change my mind.

She smells faintly of lilies and gardenia. Just vaguely flowery. For the most part it's this sort of musty smell?? The best I can really describe it as is that really nice old book smell. Hugging her feels like you're in an old antique bookshop, it's pleasant!!!

10/10 hugs, would recommend.

Magnificus

I feel like physical affection isn't really his go to method for expressing himself?? He tends to keep himself emotionally separate from everything around him- what with the premonition angst he's dealing with on the daily- so he tends to try and keep himself distant in cold.

HOWEVER. I personally subscribe to the 'Magnificus is actually a secret sweetheart' theory, so he would be fine with hugging you if you asked. But like,, only if you two had some kind of positive rapport going on.

He's a bit more aloof about hugs than Leshy and Grimora tend to be, he's doing his best to keep himself separate from the affection and trying not to like?? Get to attached?? He's failing miserably, but that's a story for another day.

You know those dogs where like,, you go to pet them and your hand just?? Keeps going?? That's Magnificus. You go in for that hug and you just,, keep going. There's a body in there somewhere, but man, there's so much foliage to content with.

It's weirdly nice?? This is coming from someone who has hugged various trees and bushes in the past, it feels weirdly nice. His leaves tend to run pleasantly cool, but there's some small amount of body heat that reminds you that you are hugging a person, not a bush.

His touch is a lot lighter than Grimora and Leshy's, but he makes up for that in length. He tends to hold you rather than simply hug you, closing his eyes and trying his best to stave of his premonitions for a moment. He's aloof and a little cold, but he's just as touch starved as everyone else.

He smells... Interesting. There's that faint smell of oil paint and old books, but there's something distinctly?? Ozoney?? Like that smell that pops up after lightning hits close by. It tingles and feels a little weird, but it's not exactly unpleasant?? Sort of like,, the feeling of chewing strong minty gum without the smell of mint. It's weird, but he's a wizard so you tend not to question it.

7/10, he's doing his best

P03

He's... Look, he's an emotionally constipated bastard, what else can I say??

He pretends that he hates it when you touch him, that he's above such disgustingly organic ways of showing affection but?? That's a big fat lie?? In actuality he EATS THAT SHIT UP.

He would never instigate is the thing- that's on you. And he wouldn't reciprocate right away either. He'd probably try and shove you off the first few times, though his attempts get weaker and more half-hearted as time passes.

There's a part of him, a part he tries to bury, that really needs that sweet sort of innocent affection, you know? He needs to feel wanted- loved. He'd never admit it, but having you trust him enough to hug him? To put yourself at risk just to express your affection for him?? It makes him feel all warm and bubbly inside. Just... Don't try and get him to admit it. That's how you get scrap metal thrown at you.

Unfortunately hugs with P03 wouldn't be?? The most comfortable?? He's very cold and pointy with very little give, and he never really holds you very firmly?? But it's more the principle of the thing than anything else.

He likes it when you hug him from behind and put your head on top of his screen. It's a bit more comfortable for both of you that way, and that way you have a bit more trouble seeing his dopy little smile. Like I said- he eats this shit up.

I feel like he smells like a workshop. Like,, metallic of course with that pleasent hint of gasoline and motor oil. There's a slightly smokey quality to it as well- like the smoke from a campfire. Unexpected given the setting, but pleasent. He always smells faintly of rust as well. The joys of being a robot who dOESNT TAKE CARE OF HIMSELF!!! >:(

Overall,, I'd give him maybe like?? A 6/10?? He's got the spirit, he's just pointy and bad at expressing himself.

#i hope you dont mind that i did all of the scrybes!!#headcannons are very easy and nice to write #and i wanted to practice a little with the Scrybes i dont write for as much!!#that being magnificus #whos been growing on me like a tumor since i played the game for myself #but anyway!! i hope you enjoyed!!#im a very touch motivated person #so i sort of went off of like?? how i experience different hugs?? and what i like in them??#very much an anxiety/adhd thing i think- but thats not important!!#what is important is they!!! them!!!!#we stan the scrybes giving and receiving physical affection in this house #anyway!! love you guys!! drink some water!!#ron writes #grimora's pirate headcannons #inscryption #inscryption spoilers #x reader #leshy inscryption #grimora inscryption #magnificus inscryption #p03 inscryption #inscryption x reader

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samaraj · 3 years ago

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Title - The trouble with love (part 3)

Pairing - Sy x reader

Warnings - Angst, smut

(Thank you so much for all love and support. This was edited by me so may contain errors - please excuse! I hope you all enjoy this chapter - SJ)

You spent the next few days working from home. Your job was in event planning and fortunately you could do a lot in your own private study. Your boss was incredibly understanding and you’d confided in her about all that had gone on with Sy. She wanted you to relax and take things easy with a baby on the way so reluctantly you agreed to work from home for a few days a week.

Sy had texted you on and off and also come to your door but you needed space. You knew that Amanda had convinced him to give you some time and you were grateful for that. Right now emotions were still running high.

You just wanted to switch off from the drama and to concentrate on your own health and happiness. You just had your 6th month check up and you were so happy to get a few photos of your baby. The doctor told you he was growing well (a bit too well!) and that he was very healthy. What more could you ask for?

You took a sip of your tea and closed your laptop just as you received a text message. It was Amanda and she wanted to know if you would meet Corey and her at the beach to get some sun. You had been cooped up inside for far too long and the idea was too good to refuse.

20 minutes later and you were walking down the beach to where you saw Amanda and Corey. They had set up a great little spot and had a beach towel spread out for you.

“Hey guys” You smiled at them both as you dropped your bag.

“Hey!” Amanda jumped up to give you a hug as Corey waved at you. “Glad I finally got you out of the house”.

“I know”. You smiled and sat down slowly onto the towel. You pulled off your t shirt and looked down at your bikini top which fit you snugly. “Sorry but I’m literally squeezing into my bathers right now. Corey I’m giving you a warning that this pregnant woman doesn’t care ok?”

“You do you”. Corey laughed as he lay on his back and placed Amanda’s hat over his eyes.

“You look amazing”. Amanda lent in close to you. “Wish I had your boobs”.

“Well if Corey knocks you up …”

“Oh no way!” Amanda rolled her eyes and passed you a soda. “I’ve missed you babe. I know that you’ve had a lot going on, but you really have to get out sometimes”.

“I know .. it’s just been work”.

“Maybe”. Amanda eyed you suspiciously. “I feel you’ve been hiding a bit”.

“Probably. Can you blame me though?” You smiled as Amanda shook her head. After awhile her and Corey went for a walk along the beach. You declined and decide to lay back with your sunglasses on and try to enjoy the sunshine. After a few minutes with the warmth encasing your body, you felt yourself drifting off. You had no clue how long you were out for until you heard someone’s voice bedside you.

“Beautiful day ain’t it?”

You looked up to see Sy pulling out a towel next to you. Quickly you sat up and tried to get your senses.

“What .. Sy?”

“Easy Sugar. You were sleeping for awhile”. Sy watched as you rubbed at your face.

“What are you doing here?”

“Amanda asked me. Didn’t know you’d be here”.

“Oh did she now”. Your eyes searched the beach for your friend, but she was nowhere to be found.

“Take it you didn’t know I was coming either?” Sy glanced at you. “I can leave?”

“No it’s just that …” You fought hard not to look at him as he took off his t shirt. You’d almost forgotten how ripped this man was. “Never mind”.

“I’ve been trying to reach you”. Sy opened a can of beer and took a drink as he sat down. “I keep calling but you don’t want to talk. Which is fine. But I’m trying”.

“I know”. You noticed that Sy glanced at your stomach a few times which made you feel something. “I’ve been busy working from home. I’ve just got a lot going on”.

“It doesn’t take long to talk Sugar”.

“A lot has happened ..”

“Yes it has”. Sy paused. “Maybe we can pause that then? I just .. can I ask about the baby?”

“Ok”. You felt your heart beat rapidly.

“It’s a boy?” Sy glanced at you as he fidgeted with the beer can in his hand.

“A big boy. I had my 6th month scan and he’s really healthy”.

“That’s so good. Big huh? Must take after his old man”. Sy smiled quickly at you.

“Hope he doesn’t have your stubbornness”. You scoffed.

“That too”. Sy watched as you rubbed some suncream on your arms. “You need help?”

“Oh umm .. no it’s fine. You don’t have to. I just burn easily …”

“I’m happy to help you”.

Before you could react, Sy was behind you applying cream to your shoulders and back. He shifted his frame and suddenly he wasn’t just applying suncream. No it was the most delicious massage you ever had. Instantly you melted into his chest without a care in the world while his fingers worked at the nots in your shoulders.

You felt Sy suck in his breath, obviously not prepared to have you against his body. You were suddenly putty in his hands and you couldn’t help but release a deep breath that came out as a small moan.

“You like that huh?” Sy’s voice was close to your ear.

“Mmmm” What was he saying? You didn’t care as long as his fingers kept moving.

“I’m sorry”. Sy’s voice ghosted across your skin. “I’m so sorry”.

“Sy …” You started to move forward but Sy kept you pinned against his chest. “Just listen ok? When I was on duty there was a girl .. a local .. we had a few drinks and she kissed me. Nothing happened because I told her that I had someone else on my mind”.

You froze at the image of another girl kissing him.

“I saw a photo”.

“And I’m telling you what happened”.

“It’s none of my business”. You tried to keep your composure but the topic of conversation was conflicting with the feel of Sy’s hands.

“You’re right. It’s not. But I’m choosing to tell you”. Sy paused. “The other chick .. the one at my apartment? We met at a bar. I was drowning my sorrows .. thinking about you. I’m not denying I wouldn’t have fucked her if you hadn’t of shown up. I was so angry and I just .. well I needed someone”.

“I don’t trust you”. The words left your mouth before you had time to rephrase them.

“I’m no cheater and I never lied to you”. Sy paused. “You on the other hand lied to me”.

You opened your mouth ready to fire something back at him before realizing that he was right. He’d been honest with you, and although some of what he’d just said to you hurt, you knew he was being honest. You swallowed back the lump in your throat.

“I’m sorry”. Your voice came out in a whisper and for a second you thought that you may have to repeat it. But then Sy’s lips moved to your ear, ghosting over the skin of your neck.

“I forgive you. If you forgive me”. Sy’s breath lingered on your neck. Your body started to tingle and you realised that your feelings for him were still there. They never left.

“Sy ..” You were a hormonal mess but suddenly you wanted his lips on yours. Did he still want you too?

“I want to be there for the baby. I hope you can let me do that”.

“What?” His words echoed in your mind as you moved away from him and turned around on your knees so that you could face him. He wanted to be there for the baby? That’s all? He didn’t want you? He didn’t want both of you?

“I want to be this boy’s father” Sy studied your face. “I don’t want him growing up not knowing who his Daddy is”.

“Well thank you for that Sy”. Hastily you got to your feet and started throwing things into your bag.

“Hey! What’s going on now?” Sy grabbed your shoulders. “What did I say wrong? I’m trying my best here Sugar”.

“Thanks Sy. Maybe we can do alternative weekends or something?”

“What? Woman, I don’t understand how your mind works! What’s going on now?”

“Nothing! It’s great that you want to be in your son’s life! I’m glad that they’ll have a father!” You realised that a few people were staring. You knew you were creating a scene but the buffoon of a man in front of you was driving you mad!

“Well then why are you acting like this?” Sy followed you as you stormed off up the beach to where the carpark was. “I swear woman you drive me nuts!”

“Oh I don’t know Sy! Think about it!” You fumed as you struggled with the bag over your shoulder.

“Think about what for Christ’s sake? I’ve just told you I want to be there for the baby! What’s gotten you so riled up?”

“Nothing ok”. You stared at Sy while he stared back. For a moment the two of you stood there before Sy suddenly smacked his forehead.

“Oh you assumed I didn’t want you? Jesus woman what’s wrong with you!”

“What’s wrong with me? Are you serious? You are the most pigheaded, complicated man that I’ve ever …” Sy’s lips on yours stopped any further words coming out of your mouth. For a minute you were taken aback, your eyes wide open as he kissed you before you allowed yourself to kiss him back. Your bag fell off your shoulder as he pulled your body close to his with your growing stomach flush against him.

“That shut you up”. Sy smirked as he pulled back to look at your flushed face. “I’m not great with words Sugar, you’re going to have to get used to that”.

“I just .. I mean ..”

“I want you. I want both of you ok?” Sy held your face in his hands. “But the big question is do you want me?”

“I do .. I just feel a bit .. overwhelmed? I mean, a lot has happened”.

“I agree with you. I think it’s best if we just see what happens?” Sy watched as you nodded. “We have a lot to talk about and these things take time”.

“I’m just a bit all over the place right now. My hormones are everywhere”. You breathed in deeply.

“That’s ok Sugar. Think I played a part in all that”. Sy smiled then glanced at your stomach. “Can I? Can I touch you?”

“The baby? Yeah .. of course”. You watched as Sy’s hand moved across your bump. You’d almost forgotten how big his hands were until yours moved on top of his. “If you stay here you’ll feel him”. Sure enough your son gave a prominent kick and your eyes glanced to Sy’s face. He looked shocked.

“Does that hurt you?”

“No, uncomfortable sometimes but no it doesn’t hurt”.

“Wow that’s amazing isn’t it?”

“Not amazing at 3 am I can tell you”.

“I’ve never .. never felt anything like it”. Sy’s hand moved across your stomach searching for the feeling again.

“Here”. You guided him to the spot and pushed down gently on his hand. When you felt it you watched Sy’s mouth break into a smile.

“Does he kick often?”

“Most of the time. He’s pretty active in there, but I like feeling him move. It reassures me that he’s ok in there”. You paused. “I have three months left”.

“I know”. Sy breathed in deeply before removing his hand from your stomach. “Three months for us to get our shit together”.

“Uh I should get going. Can you let Amanda know that I’ll call her? Her and Corey have been gone for ages”.

“Think that was part of the plan”. Sy winked at you.

“Most likely”. You rolled your eyes. “Guess their plan led to us talking right?”

“And kissing”.

“That too”. You paused, suddenly feeling awkward. Even though you had both made progress it was still new and your emotions were all over the place. “Uh, I’ll see you later?”

“You ok to drive?” Sy shoved his hands into the pockets of his shorts, suddenly seeming as awkward as you felt.

“Yeah why?”

“I dunno ..” Sy glanced at my stomach and I wondered how the hell we went from kissing to this within 10 minutes? I realized that Sy’s always been the Captain- in charge, dominant, the protector. But maybe there were parts of him that were insecure too. I decided to give a little, so I stood on my tippy toes and kissed him. Immediately his lips parted and one of his hands moved to the nape of my neck. It was a chaste kiss but enough to put the captain on edge.

“What was that for?” He smiled but I noticed the faint redness on his cheeks.

“I’m just trying back”.

“Oh”. Sy smiled again and picked up your bag. “Uh so can I see you later on? Tonight? Maybe I can pick you up and we can go out?”

“I’d like that”. You opened your car door Sy put your belongings inside. “But just a warning .. I’m in bed by 9”.

“9 pm?”

“Yeah I get really tired”.

“Oh .. that because of the baby?” Sy scratched his head. The man had no clue.

“Yeah. I just get tired a lot. Think it’s all the extra weight I’m carrying. My ankles are getting swollen”.

“Well you look good Sugar. Don’t think I’ve ever seen a pregnant woman look as good as you”.

“Oh .. well thank you?” You stuttered as you turned on your cars ignition. “See you a bit later than? Maybe earlier like 5.30?”

“Sure I’ll see you then”

You drove off and glanced into your rear view mirror. Sy was watching you leave and you felt yourself break into a smile for the first time in a long time.

You’d had Amanda on FaceTime helping you choose an outfit for your date with Sy. You were grateful to have a friend like her - and even though she literally set you both up at the beach, you realise that you were smiling because of her.

You’d decided on a little black dress that sat above your knee. It had thin spaghetti straps with a deep neckline that showed off your cleavage. The material was stretchy and hugged your bump which you liked. You pulled your brown hair up into a high ponytail and applied some neutral makeup and simple earrings. You smiled at your reflection in the mirror because it was the first time you felt good about yourself in months.

“Coming!” You heard the doorbell so grabbed your bag and rushed to answer it. When you opened it you were sure your mouth dropped open. Sy had on a white collared shirt, rolled up to his elbows and black jeans on.

“Wow look at you”. Sy smiled.

“I was going to say the same about you” You felt your cheeks flush as he kissed you.

“Me? Nah .. you on the other hand are hot”.

“I’m six months pregnant Sy”.

“So? You look incredible”. Sy held your face in his hands before leaning into kiss you again. Your underwear was already wet. Darn this man. “You’re making it real hard on me to go slow Sugar”.

You blushed but before you could overthink things, Sy took your hand and motioned for you to close your door.

“Would you like to go to dinner? I made reservations at that nice restaurant overlooking the water. Jocelyn’s I think it’s called?”

“That’s really expensive Sy”.

“So? You ready?”

You decided not to say anything as you could tell that he was making a real effort so you locked your door and nodded. His hand found yours and you walked towards his parked car.

Jocelyn’s was a beautiful restaurant and Sy had booked a table on the deck. The river glistened in the moonlight and soon you fell into easy conversation, just like the first time you met at the bonfire.

“Favourite ice cream flavour?” Sy raised his eyebrow at you.

“Chocolate peanut butter. You?”

“Cookies and cream”.

“Ooh I like that too. How about your biggest fear?”

“I live my biggest fear all the time”. Sy paused. “Losing my men”.

You felt the blood rush to your face and you wished you’d never asked him that question. But Sy reached for your hand and smiled softly.

“It’s ok Sugar. We’re asking questions and I’m fine. Tell me what your biggest fear is?”

“I always get a bit worried at night, like I’m scared that someone will break in. That’s probably my biggest fear. Silly because I have good security”.

“You worry about that?” Sy studied your face.

“Well when I was a kid my family got broken into at night. We were all sleeping but I thought I heard something so I went downstairs. I was eight years old”. Sy’s hand reached for yours. “I saw the men but they didn’t see me”.

“Oh Sugar that’s real scary for a child. I’m glad they didn’t see you though”.

“Yeah well .. enough about that”. You smiled. “First kiss?”

“First kiss?” Sy laughed and then scratched his beard. “Emily Malory. She was my neighbour and she was eleven years old and I was a year younger”.

“You were ten?” You laughed.

“Yeah. How old were you?”

“My first was Nicholas. He didn’t go to my school but we went to church together. We were both sixteen. Guess I was a late bloomer”.

“Nothing wrong with that Sugar”.

Dinner was amazing. Sy had the lamb shanks and you chose the salmon. You were quite full but Sy insisted on desert so you chose to share the chocolate pavlova.

“Oh my god this is devine”. You felt the sticky sweetness hit your tongue as you moved your mouth away from the spoon Sy was holding. “I hope I don’t pay for this later”.

“What do you mean?” Sy raised an eyebrow as he tried the desert. “Oh wow this is good”.

“Oh some things give me heartburn. Guess the baby knows what it likes and doesn’t”.

“Well we both like it so ..” Sy smiled at me. “Guess he’ll like it too?”

You finished desert and thanked Sy as he paid the bill. You’d been out on a few dates here and there but you’d never been out with a man like Sy before. Most men you’d been with hadn’t mind you sharing the bill, but Sy was masculine and old school. Suddenly you wondered if you should have offered, or would that have offended him? Sy noticed your awkwardness had returned so during the walk to the car he reached for your hand.

“Did that make you uncomfortable that I paid?”

“Well I usually pay half?” You paused at Sy’s shock.

“What? You’re kidding me right?”

“Umm no?”

“Sorry Sugar but my Mumma would have my head if I didn’t pay for my woman”.

His words stunned you for a second. His woman? Is that what he wanted you to be?

“Your woman?”

“Well yeah”. Sy’s thumb massaged your hand as you walked. “That’s what I’m hoping you’ll be”.

You glanced up at him. Your hormones were doing a real work on you. You saw the way that Sy’s muscles ripped beneath the thin cotton of his shirt. God this man was making you insane.

The drive home was torturous. You kept shifting in your seat as the thin fabric of your underwear became wet with your desire. You knew Sy noticed by the smirk on the corner of his mouth and the way that his hand squeezed your knee. No words were spoken, just the sound of the radio in the car.

As Sy parked, you waited while he got out and walked to open your door. You got out and thanked him for a wonderful evening. Your heart beat quickly as you wondered if you should invite him in. You told him you wanted to go slow, but inviting him in wouldn’t mean slow.

“Good evening Sugar. I had a great time with you”. Sy’s lips ghosted over yours before he took your hand and walked you to your door. With shaking hands you opened your lock snd turned to him.

“I .. well I just ..”

“We’ll leave it here love. I can do slow”. Sy smiled at you.

“I just .. I want you to come in for a bit? I’m not ready to sleep with you Sy. But I want …”

“What do you want sugar?”

“I don’t know. I just want to be close to you”.

You watched Sy’s face. He was hard to read but he nodded and followed you inside. The apartment was silent except for your heavy breathing.

“Come here”. Sy grabbed your wrist, pulling you to him as he led you towards your couch. He sat down and pulled you into his lap. He stared at you for a moment before his lips moved to your neck.

“Sy”. You moaned just before his mouth covered yours. He was kissing you with passion as his tongue slipped into your mouth.

You were aware of his hand inching it’s way up your thigh and instinctively your thighs parted. You could feel him hard against your ass and you couldn’t help but grind against him.

“Let me make you feel good”. Sy whispered against your neck as his fingers pushed aside your damp underwear. Slowly he slipped his middle finger into your heat. “Fuck you feel amazing”.

“Sy I’m not sure if … ohhh”. Your head felt like it was going to explode as Sy focused on your clit before slipping two fingers inside of you. “Sy .. oh”.

“Stop talking Sugar”. Sy’s lips were on your neck. “I can think of better uses for your mouth”.

Your face burned at his words but before you could react his mouth covered yours, muffling any sounds you were making.

“You’re all I’ve thought about. From the moment I left your bed that morning. You’re all I’ve fucking thought about”. Sy stared at you while he spoke. A complete contrast to his fingers moving inside of you.

“Me too”. You watched as he took in your reply before his lips crashed onto yours again. You were a hot sweaty mess as you grabbed his wrist and jerked your hips up to chase your high. He pulled away from your mouth to hitch your dress up. Had you not been in the throes of passion you would have laughed at how you looked - legs open, dress clinging to your waist with your growing stomach on display, but at that moment you were too far gone to care. Sy’s eyes were between your legs and for some reason you liked that.

“Best sight I’ve seen in awhile”. Sy mumbled in between profanities that slipped from his lips. “Show me, fucking show me”.

You opened your legs wider and that’s when you saw Sy’s resolve snap. His fingers withdrew and he moved you onto your back as he knelt down in between your legs. Hastily he pulled at your underwear until they were around your ankles then he tossed them across the living room. Before you could react his mouth was on you, and this was no warm up either. He sucked at your clit as his fingers moved back inside you. But what got you was the way he was looking up at you from between your legs. It was the hottest thing you’d ever seen.

“Sy oh fuck”. Your hands moved to his short hair just as his fingers left you and his tongue replaced them. Your toes curled and you arched your back as you closed your eyes and called out his name. You saw black and tiny little dots of light. You wondered you’d passed out? You had never felt like this before.

You had no clue how much time had passed but you opened your eyes to the feel of Sy kissing your inner thigh. You suddenly realised he was still there in between your legs.

“Sy I’m ..” You felt embarrassed and tried to close your knees but he continued kissing your thigh up to your hipbone.

“Don’t you dare close ‘em”. Sy muttered. “Best view ever”.

“I haven’t .. let me touch you”.

“Oh Sugar no need. I came in my pants like a fucking teenager on prom night”. Sy looked at you and smirked. “Haven’t done that since I was sixteen”.

“Oh no” you covered your face and laughed. When you stopped and looked at Sy he was laughing too. With his face buried into your hip.

“Are you ok? Is the baby ok?” Sy glanced up at you with concern. “It’s ok for us to ..be intimate right?”

“I’m good Sy. You can’t .. hurt the baby. He’s pretty well protected in there”. You smiled softly as Sy moved to get up but not before pulling your dress down. “Would you like to have a shower?”

“Think I might have to”. Sy groaned as he stood up uncomfortably.

“Sorry” You smiled as he helped you up.

“Sorry? I’m not sorry at all love. I’m going to be dreaming of you now”. Sy looked around before locating your underwear. You watched as he knelt down at your feet and helped you put them back on. You didn’t want to tell him that you were going to change anyway. The very sight of the big man at your feet, looking at you with such care, made your heart swell.

“I’ll get you a towel”. You walked down the hall with Sy following. You handed him a white fluffy towel then left him in the bathroom. When heard the water turn on you rushed into your bedroom to tidy yourself up. You took off your make up and outfit and pulled on some fresh underwear and a sleep shirt. You took in your flushed skin in the mirror and realized your heart was still beating fast. Hastily you ran a brush through your hair and put it up into a messy bun.

“Where are they?” You muttered as you searched through some draws until you found them. You pulled out a pair of sweat pants and a t shirt that your dad had left behind the last time he came to visit. You held them up to your nose feeling emotional as they held memories over the last time you saw him. You waited outside of the bathroom for Sy. He came out wrapped in the towel and you took in his sculptured chest before you hastily handed him the clothes.

“My dad left them here. They might be a bit small but .. I thought I could wash yours?” You stood hesitantly, unsure if his reaction.

“Thanks Sugar. I’ve rinsed these out so I can just wash them at home”. Sy took the clothes from you and held them up. You smiled in relief when you realized they were going to be an ok fit.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive”. Sy smiled. “I’ll have to thank your old man huh?”

“My Dad passed away last year”. You watched as Sy’s mouth dropped open. He seemed shocked for a moment then dropped the clothes and pulled you against his chest.

“I’m so sorry”. He stroked your hair until he felt you relax.

“I miss him. He came to visit me and a few weeks later I got a call to say he had a heart attack”.

“Oh Sugar” Sy breathed in the scent of your shampoo. “I’m so sorry. Do you .. do you still have your mum?”

“Yes. Her and Dad divorced but remained friends”. You took a step back and wiped your eyes. “Sorry to lay that on you”.

“Don’t be sorry love. Look I’d understand if you just wanted to put the clothes away?”

“No I want you to wear them. Dad would have liked you. I don’t know why I didn’t tell you when you first asked me about my family that night at the bonfire. I remember telling you that my dad served in the army? But .. I just find it difficult to say ..”

“That’s ok. I’d like you to tell me about him sometime if your comfortable?”

“I’d like that Sy”. You breathed in deeply and left Sy to change while you busied yourself in your kitchen. You prepared two mugs of steaming coffee plated up some biscuits on a tray. When he walked in you smiled. The t shirt was way too tight but the pants seemed ok.

“Are you ok?” You pointed at the t shirt. “You’re quite a bit musclier than my dad was”.

“I’ll make do”. Sy smiled at took the tray from you. “Can we talk?”

“Yeah I’d like that”.

Soon you were sitting on the lounge together and Sy glanced at you a few times as if he was thinking about what he wanted to say.

“I should have left you a note or something”.

“Sy you don’t ..”

He put his fingers to your lips and sighed. You stopped yourself and let him continue.

“I told myself that a clean break was better. Part of me hoped you’d be pissed at me enough to move on quick, you know find someone deserving of you”. Sy paused. “Whenever I go, there’s a chance I won’t come back. I made a promise to myself that no woman would ever cry over my loss the way my mum did when my Dad didn’t come home”.

“You lost your Dad? Did he serve in the army too?” Your hand touched Sy’s knee.

“Yeah. That’s why I joined I guess .. following in his footsteps? He died in the line of duty”.

“How old were you? What was his name?”

“I was eight. His name was Elliot”. Sy glanced at you. “I needed you to know. I never meant to hurt you”.

“It’s ok now”. You kissed his cheek, thinking about Sy as a little boy crying for his father. Your hand rubbed at your stomach, hoping that your baby wouldn’t ever have to suffer a similar fate.

“He moving?”

“Yeah”. You smiled and placed Sy’s hand on the spot.

“Active little guy isn’t he?”

“He is”.

“Sy? Would you like to come to my next appointment?”

“Yes I’d love to Sugar. Would you be comfortable with me there?”

“You’ve just been in between my legs Sy. I think im comfortable”. You felt your face blush as Sy burst out laughing.

“I’ve done a lot more than that”.

“Yes you have”. You paused. “Have you really left the army? Amanda and Corey told me”.

“Yeah I have. I’m getting older and just needed to do something else with my life”. Sy rubbed at his beard. “I’m going to see about the police force. I still want to do something to help and protect people”.

“You’d be great at that Sy”.

“Think so?” He watched you nod. “Then I could be around you know? The little guy wouldn’t have to watch me come and go for weeks or months on end”.

“You made that decision before you knew about the baby?”

“Yeah I did”. Sy rubbed your arm. “I kept thinking about you and the more I did I just wanted a normal life”.

“Wow”. You smiled at Sy. “We’ve been far from normal so far”.

“That’s true”. Sy rolled his eyes at you. “But I’m hopeful we can turn things around”

You looked at him and suddenly realised that he was back in his same spot on the lounge with the cushion folded against his head. It seemed like time had stood still.

“Will you stay tonight? I don’t want .. well I don’t want that yet. I’d just like to wake up with you”.

“I can do that Sugar”. Sy smiled at you and patted his arm. You move to snuggle closer. You inhaled his scent and you knew that he noticed but you didn’t care. That smell .. distinctly him, filled your senses. Musky, manly with a hint of peppermint. You’d missed that so much.

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nightwishesworld · 4 years ago

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Oh, I have a request! How about the daughters (who love the reader very much) always taking the reader and practically stealing her every time she’s with Alcina? (Cuz we need more daughters and reader interaction 🥲) And maybe to the point of our precious big dommy mommy gettin ya know ya know jealous? ;)) HAHGSHAHAHAHA, that would be hilarious to see. Anyways, hope you’re havin’ a great time~ ✌🏻till next time!

I’m so sorry this took me so long anon! I’ve gotten more requests than I ever thought I would and I’m starting to get behind. This was a really sweet one to put together though- really enjoyed it!

Slight Gore warning for Cassandra! Nothing too detailed but it is referenced. If you don’t like it just skip her

Bela

Being the eldest sibling has made her the most level-headed of the three. After decades of ending squabbles between her younger sisters, she’s discovered the pleasures of retail therapy.

She takes great joy in popping off to neighboring villages for a few hours perusing the various aromatherapy shops.

And she takes even greater pleasure bringing you along. Dragging you, really. Even if you’re otherwise busy. Sometimes she’ll buy you a few scents or lotions that catch your eye.

She calls it “compensation for being dragged away from Mother,” but really she’s just happy to spoil you

Also loves asking you for literature recommendations. As vast as the castle’s library is, Bela had read through most of the literature over her lifetime

Is absolutely fascinated by modern day novels.

She takes you on a day-long shopping spree visiting five surrounding villages just blowing through money buying almost every book that peaks her interest

Most of your time together is spent relaxing in the library talking about your novels.

Eventually you’ve collected enough books to make an entirely new section in the library just for the two of you.

Even when cuddled up with Alcina in the library, there is simply no escaping Bela when she’s looking for recommendations or simply someone to talk to

At the end of the day, you really didn’t mind. You were more than happy to spend time with all the girls and happy they wanted to spend time with you.

You knew as annoyed as Alcina got when interrupted she found it incredibly sweet that her daughters will go out of their way to be with you

Cassandra (Cassi)

Suffers from middle child syndrome hardcore

She’s a bit too old to understand Bela’s interests, but too old to join Daniela in her delusional fantasies. So naturally, she tries to cling onto you.

At first she tries to convince you to enter the basement with her so she can show you her “Art Gallery,” but Alcina forbade it. So things between you and Cassi went quiet for awhile

Alcina says Cassandra is an artist of some sort and all her work is done in the basement

After about a month of silence Cassandra came barrelling into your private study with some kind of canvas in her hands

“I’m sorry I haven’t been around much, y/n, but I’ve been working really hard on your gift.”

You gush, “oh Cassi, you didn’t have to make me anything. That’s so sweet of you.”

She eagerly flips over the canvas to reveal her painting of a human heart.

It was beautifully detailed, the heart really jumped off the page against the black background...but something was off about it. It took a minute for you to realize it but once you did, you couldn’t stop staring. The heart was painted with blood.

You were lost for words.

“Well?” Cassi, asked with a broad smile on her face. “Do you like it?”

All you could do at first was nod you head. “Oh Cassandra, its gorgeous. You really made this?”

The girl’s eyes were rapturous. “It’s my favorite hobby! But this particular piece was my first try at observational painting. I hope I did a good job...”

“Are you kidding Cassi? It’s beautiful! I’ve never seen anything like it. Can I hang it on my wall?”

She lunges at you, wrapping you in a suffocating hug. “Thank you, y/n. I made it a heart so you know how much we love having you here with us.”

Tears were starting to prick your eyes. “I love you guys, too.”

You looked up lust long enough to see Alcina walk in your study, roll her eyes and walk right back out.

Daniela (Dani)

Being the youngest Dimitrescu definitely has its advantages and Daniela knows how to use every single one.

Gets away with absolutely everything and anything under the sun. Even things her older sisters could only dream of getting away with and it irritates them to no end.

Daniela is definitely the most daring of the three. Always pushing her boundaries with her mother and will go out of her way to annoy Alcina just for funsies.

Is comfortable (and has) appearing in your bedroom while your, erm...busy with Alcina. Literally grabs you by the arm and swoops you away in a swarm of moths giggling the entire time. You hear Alcina shouting obscenities as you’re taken away.

You’re both thoroughly embarrassed.

Daniela seems to be, just like her mother, very needy. Attention starved if you will. So of course, she’s in need of your presence every hour. Sometimes more.

And for the dumbest freaking reasons!

“Y/n come quick! Look at the birds in the garden. They’re so pretty!”

You laugh at her excitement “They’re crows, Dani. We see them every day.”

Other times she will drag you to her room and pull out her vast collection of weapons and tell you different stories associated with each one. You loved hearing how passionate Daniela was about her collection.

On a few rare occasions, she even gifted you a set of daggers, or crossbow, or whatever your favorite weapon is.

“You don’t own any y/n, which means you’re vulnerable to attacks. One day I’ll teach you how to use them.”

BONUS: Alcina being absolutely done with her girls not sharing

Late hours of the night are Alcina’s favorite time of day

She gets to relax in bed with you all to herself while shedding away all the stresses from the day.

More often than not she’ll lazily sip a glass of wine and reread her favorite novel to you while you’re nestled in her lap.

It was the only time of day she knew she had you all to herself

...usually...

One night all three of her daughters barged in your bedroom arguing who you would spend time with first. Alcina tried shouting over them to take control of the situation, but none of them were even paying her attention.

Situations like this call for drastic measures.

Alcina covered your ears and shouted at her girls from the top of her lungs. Once she knew she had their attention she reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a...spray bottle? They were about to laugh at her before she explained that the spray bottle contained holy water.

That scared them enough to make them back up a few steps. Daniela even hisssed at her, baring her fangs like a feral animal.

“I am tired of you three stealing away my y/n and I’ve reached my breaking point. This is the one time of day I’m allowed exclusive time with them and I will not have you getting in the way of that.”

You couldn’t process what was happening before you. Was Alcina really prepared to spray her own daughters with holy water just because she wouldn’t get her cuddles tonight? Really?

Daniela felt bold tonight. “As if you would actually do it. I bet that’s not even holy water.”

Alcina only arched a brow. “Well you’re more than welcome to come see for yourself, Daniela. By all means.”

The redhead was about to do just that until Bela pulled her backwards. “I guess we can wait and see y/n tomorrow. Goodnight, mother. Goodnight, y/n.”

As soon as Alcina knew they were gone she fell back onto the mattress, pulling you with her, peppering you in kisses.

“Darling,” you ask. “Is that really holy water?”

She chuckles into your neck. “No, it’s not, and they should have known that. If it were I wouldn’t have been able to hold it without it making me feel ill. But they’ll figure that out eventually and once they do they’ll be back.”

“What then?”

“Pelting them with fake silver should do the trick.”

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homemade-ghosts · 2 years ago

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i'm starting to see that some anti rinas are just racists...and that is really vile considering the show aim to be a safe space for young audiences

You’re absolutely right, so much of the hate Gina gets is, at its core, fueled by racism.

Unfortunately, this isn’t a recent development. I’ve been blocking & reporting people (primarily on Twitter — but here, too) for posting incredibly derogatory & racist remarks about Gina (&, by extension, Sofia) since season 1 was airing.

From day one, they’ve called her a bitch or a homewrecker or said she wasn’t good enough for Ricky (gee, I wonder why that is) — then, when 2b rolled around, they switched up, pretended to like her because they no longer saw her as a threat to their white ship (despite the fact that rini was already crumbling for reasons completely unrelated to Gina).

Suddenly, she’s their favorite character…as long as she does exactly what they want her to do & acts exactly the way they want her to act. Meaning, as long as she keeps dating EJ (the character they really care about) and stays sweet & soft, they love her. It’s always conditional.

The second they realized her relationship with EJ wasn’t going to work out, they started to villianize her again. Now EJ’s “the perfect boyfriend” (I lose 3 years off my life every time I see a pw call him that — like, is this perfect boyfriend in the room with us right now?) despite the fact that he treated Gina like a chore all summer, never showed up for her & never put a single ounce of effort into making their relationship work — but, oh, no Gina’s the evil one for even daring to suggest that she deserves better ???

Basically, they want her to sacrifice her own personal needs & wants to stay in a relationship she isn’t happy in for the sake of a guy who barely even gives her the time of day. Okay, cool. So Gina should suffer so that EJ doesn’t have to face his own flaws & insecurities? Got it.

I swear, she expresses literally any normal human emotion and they jump to criticize her for it.

She seeks comfort in her friend (at the time) Ricky because she wants to be around someone who understands what it’s like to have an absentee mom. Oop, she’s trying to “steal” Ricky away from Nini! Oh, & somehow that and Gina dating Ricky now is some kind of betrayal towards Nini? (yes, that is a real take that I’ve actually read). First off, I can promise you Nini does not give a fuck what Ricky does. How many different ways does the show have to tell them that they are done. Over each other. Bones & better off because of it. Nini has not spoken to that man all summer and she’s somewhere in Southern California chilling on a beach with her moms, living her best life. & more importantly, why are they always acting like someone else's happiness is more important than Gina's? Why is she not deserving of the kind of love that she wants and that Ricky can & will give her? I'd love to see pws/rinis try to answer either of those for me. I'm all ears.

Oh, & apparently Gina can’t even kiss the boy she loves without being vilified for it because, the other day, I saw someone say that the Rina kiss “made [them] uncomfortable” & that Gina pulling Ricky in for that second kiss was “aggressive.” (It’s called being passionate, my god — but I think we all know exactly what they really meant by that.)

Ultimately, Gina is the most well-rounded, complex character, played by — hands down — the best actress on the show, if #they don't like her, if they have a problem with her being The Main Girl™ of hsmtmts (if we're being fr, she's always been the main girl to me, but this season made it official) then it's pretty obvious why.

#they keep saying they won't watch s4 & i'm like 'don't threaten me with a good time'#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s3 #asks #anon

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enhyupn · 4 years ago

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⧉ enhypen as your classmate that has a crush on you! ᝢ ∷

pairings: ot7 enhypen members x gn!reader

warnings: swearing, mentions of violence in jay’s one

genre: pure fluff + high school!au

a/n this also. Was in my drafts 💭 i was contemplating if i should post this or not but here i am 😫 i Post too much sorry everyone iJust have no life outside of school 🙋‍♀️🙋‍♀️

⌗ heeseung

heeseung is definitely the type of person that tries to talk to the person he sits beside all the time

he nudges you all the time and whispers your name whenever he wants your attention

and the fact he had a huge crush on you also added to it

enhypen always have to listen to him since he never ever stops talking about you. like ever.

“oh my god you will never know what y/n told me when i—” and suddenly he’s cut off by the rest of them yelling “we know!”

you never snap at him because you kinda... enjoy the attention

maybe thats how you knew you kinda liked him too, since you could never let sunoo get away with this if he ever called for your name in class

your relationship only stopped there for a while, since the two of you lowkey scared of each other

“no i feel like y/n’s gonna snap at you one day, like completely just punch you in the face” jay once told him and ever since, he’s never looked at you the same

you think heeseung’s just intimidating, the amount of times you’ve jumped in your seat whenever he’s called your name is numerous

although, one day you fell asleep in class due to the fact you left your english essay last minute the night before

heeseung, noticing you drooling on the table, wrote down the notes for you

he handed them to you after class and you were so touched that you couldn’t stop telling sunoo about it

“his hand writing’s so neat and—” “i get it, you can shut up now!”

you even told heeseung his hand writing was the prettiest thing you’ve ever seen for a week straight

he was happy of course, but honestly unsure how he was supposed to reply to the compliment

he figured out by himself that all he needed to do was ask you if you wanted him to write your name

“heeseung, i mean it! i can’t get over how you write ‘the’, it’s just so— so neat!” “oh really? let me write your name out”

being the smooth guy that he was, wrote down his number instead of your name

and you being the oblivious person you were, ended up being utterly confused

“heeseung i think—” “I WROTE MY NUMBER ON PURPOSE”

you never really got over the shock, nonetheless still took his number and texted him that night

you ended that night by kicking your feet in the air with your face feeling like it was on fire

oh, you also ended up planning a date with heeseung on saturday, not a big deal

it was actually the biggest deal ever

the rest of the head canons are under the cut!

⌗ jay

jay was 100% the type to tease someone when he had a crush to get their attention

he wanted all your attention and the way he got that was through telling you your portrait of a dog looked stupid

well yeah, it did but he didn’t need to point it out

everyone in your art class knew jay had a raging crush on you

he just didn’t know how to express it

his friend jake told him the way into your heart was talking about a mutual interest

jake was, sort of, right about his advice. well, until you and jay started bickering about a character you loved but he oh so hated

“mabel in gravity falls was annoying and weird” “jay if you say that one more time i will shove this paint brush down your throat”

jake, who was trying to play cupid, could not understand why he was so bad at this

i mean jay had no problem getting girls to like him but you? did you genuinely hate jay or something?

“no jake i don’t hate jay” well that answered his question

“he’s just weird” “weird? i’m weird?” “yeah do i need to repeat it again? park jay is weird” you two were a match made in heaven

jay didn’t know when but he had a revelation, maybe this wasn’t the approach he should take to get your attention

after that, he started to be extremely nice to you

it definitely scared you

“d-did i do anything?” “what no? i’m just saying your painting looks beautiful y/n” “oh no something’s definitely going to happen”

he was finally tired of trying so hard while ending up with nothing achieved

jake, being the one out of the two who had the most realistic ideas, decided to give him one more tip

“do you think it’ll work?” “it’s fool proof”

the tip was simply him asking you out to the movies, something that was a little too forward for jay

“no i don’t think it’ll work jake” “jay i swear to god you are going to end up single For the Rest of your Life”

it took... many attempts... and many insults towards you for him to even get the first line out

“Y/NPLEASEGOTOTHEMOVIESWITHME” “the movies? sure” “wait, really? i meant it in a romantic way by the way” “oh? sure i’m free on friday”

turns out you were into him too i mean it was kinda obvious from the way you dealt with those insults

even when you started dating after that date, the insults never stopped

it just now targeted jake, who really is just asking for it at this point from the amount of times he’s asked for credit for ‘getting both of you together’

he was never getting that credit

⌗ jake

jake would leave secret love letters in your locker every time he walked past it

i mean the action wasn’t as secret as he thought it was due to the fact you knew he was the one leaving those letters

for god’s sake the boy was literally in almost all your classes, you were walking the same way as him when he slipped those letters in???

you still were very grateful for them

without them, i think you would of not coped with school

they were all incredibly detailed and even had little doodles drawn around them

you once had remembered he mentioned that he wrote these in the morning before school started during first period

he also told you he was really really shy you found it incredibly cute

the only way he could speak to you without melting was through these letters

somehow you decided that the best thing to do was put replies in his lockers too

his first reaction was complete embarrassment, the fact you knew who he was had his face heating up like nothing else

but he soon realised you didn’t think it was weird or creepy, you actually looked forward to his letters every school day

he mustered up so much courage after that to talk to you in person, to personally thank you

“THANK YOU Y/N!” “NO IT’S FINE JAKE YOU DON’T HAVE TO BOW”

he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck before pulling something out from his back pocket

the final letter in his series of love letters showing up in his hands

“open it” his shy smile making your brain Melt in endearment

the letter contained the usual, the hello y/n! and the usual chatter about his day

what you didn’t expect was the fact he had asked you out at the bottom of the letter

“y/n i’ve liked you for a while now, will you go out with me?” you read out loud before realising what you had just read. “OH MY GOD YOU ASKED ME OUT?”

you pull him into a tight hug, something that jake heated up at

“is this a yes?” “are you seriously asking that right now? of course we are”

you two became the most sickly sweet couple ever

plus the fact you still placed letters in each other’s lockers made enhypen gag (in an affectionate way)

they were just jealous nobody was putting letters in their lockers

⌗ sunghoon

sunghoon always seemed to be there whenever you needed help

especially since you two helped out at the library together every wednesday

he looked forward to it every week, you could tell from the fact ever tuesday he’d remind his friends that the next day he was seeing you again

“tomorrow’s wednesday you know what that means” “yes sunghoon we know, you’re seeing y/n tomorrow”

whenever he’s finished his work (which he does at an incredibly fast pace) he always seems to end up trailing you

constantly asking if you need help, desperate to do something

you find it endearing, always ending up chuckling at his whiney words

“y/n! do you need any help i’m finished” “not at the moment but if you wanna chat i can!”

out of all the enhypen members i feel like sunghoon would have the softest feelings for his crush

like even outside of your assigned library work, he’d constantly check up on you during lunch

“here y/n! it’s a packet of those gummies you like” “how sweet that you remembered! thanks for them”

you, even with sunghoon’s constant affection, couldn’t realise he had a crush on you

you thought that he was like that with everyone, you didn’t think that you were particularly special to get any type of unique treatment from park sunghoon

it wasn’t until your classmate asked you if you and sunghoon were dating

“hey are you and sunghoon dating?” “ummmm no why” “oh my friend wanted to know, they like him that’s why”

that didn’t sit well with you.

you thought long and hard about it but there was literally no reason for you to be bothered about it

i mean? you didn’t like him like that right

wrong

you decided to ask his dearest friend heeseung for help

“heeseung what do i do why do i feel like this” “i don’t know ask sunghoon” “...you aren’t helping”

heeseung being the big blabber mouth he is, told sunghoon all of this

“y/n won’t shut up about you” “really? you’re telling me the truth right? please don’t lie to me”

from many many uplifting comments from his friends, sunghoon was able to talk to you without mentioning the library

“so... what did you do in art class today?” “oh? i don’t do art” i mean at least he tried

after a few attempts he finally hit the nail on the head, securing his place as one of your friend... not the position he was aiming for but at least it was something

that’s when he prepared himself for the final boss (that’s what heeseung called the plan)

interrupting the conversation you both had on what disney show was the best, he popped the big question

“no but mulan was pretty good too also do you wanna go on a date with me” “oh sure! that was really random though”

i mean his timing was incredibly terrible but you were over the moon

even with the calm messages the both of you had sent, the two of you were screaming at your screen, unable to contain any composure

i mean it’s sunghoon... even if he handed you a piece of trash to as his way of asking you out you’d still say yes

⌗ sunoo

no but sunoo definitely asks your friend what your favourite song is and puts it on his story so you can slide up and be like “omg!! i love this song”

OH he also texts you randomly at 11:11 and 22:22 so you think it’s a sign

he so so so desperately wants your attention all the time

he goes up to you at lunch even when you’re with all your friends and makes conversation with you making you forget all about your friends

he sits in front of you in maths! so he knows how bad you are at the subject, he can hear your muttering about how you got a question wrong every morning but don’t Worry! he finds it adorable for some reason

at first he started to pretend he wouldn’t understand a question so he could find a way to talk to you

“hey y/n! what’s six times five again” “are you serious?”

he’s actually kinda good at maths so you’re always confused on how he doesn’t understand basic multiplication but can get 90% on the algebra test

he loves, and i mean loves, talking to you during class

even if the teacher scolds him he doesn’t care, it’s simply the highlight of his day

he gets so pouty and jealous when you excuse him in the middle of a conversation to talk to someone else

he gets jealous especially whenever you talk to his friends instead of him

“hey ni-ki! what did you get for number five?” “oh i got—” “I GOT TWELVE FOR THAT ONE Y/N!”

you kinda adore it not gonna lie

at one point your teacher got incredibly fed up with you two talking class

so! sunoo resorted to passing notes to you

‘y/n did you hear? oh my god, jihan from the maths class beside us told me that yeojin from the year above us got suspended because she started fighting the teacher over her phone. can you believe that? i mean i would of done the same thing’

it was quite clear sunoo talked a lot even through notes too

i mean as if you didn’t reply with the same energy

‘I HEARD THAT TOO!! gowon from her class told me, plus! intak said he saw the whole thing too... omg honestly i think yeojin’s so cool for doing that. maybe i should fight our maths teacher if they try and yell at us for talking again?’

they were one of the many things sunoo loves you for <3

one day ni-ki, being the number one shipper of you two, decides to play Cupid on the two of you

he drew out a note that looked too similarly to a middle school confession text and placed it on sunoo’s desk

“do you like me y/n... tick one. yes. no.” “do you like it?” “what the fuck is this”

i mean sunoo Took it anyways, he knew you’d find it funny too

as usual, you prepared yourself for a long class of sliding notes to each other

you looked forward to it, you found it as a source of entertainment and you liked talking to sunoo anyways

“pssst, y/n!” “thanks— wait did you give me the right one?”

after many whisper shouts and glares from your teacher, he finally convinced you that they were the real deal

obviously. You chose yes

that’s how you landed a date with sunoo to a picnic at han river

sunoo and you were. Kinda.... thankful for ni-ki

you two just never wanted to admit his stupid cupid-ry worked

⌗ jungwon

definitely the type to ask you “what homework did we get?” so he can start a conversation with you

replies to your private story with like “omg that’s so funny” or like “PLSSSSS me too”

you do exactly the same with his ps honestly

he always talks to you before class and you have heated discussions about the homework the night before

YOU ALWAYS ALWAYS end up sitting beside him in every class you have together

like it’s not even on purpose anymore (it’s actually fate)

always lends you pens and pencils when you forget them

he also never Asks for them back so you Have like a stash of them at home beside your bed because you always forget to give them back to him

you and jungwon are the kids in pe class that walk around the track gossiping

“jake told me that half of the soccer team aren’t getting along these days because they all like the same person” “no way really? what about their team work, isn’t there some sort of huge match next week?”

the gossip only stays between you two but only ever during pe

you two talk about more, interesting things outside of pe

since you two are in basically every class together, you walk with him everywhere

once when you were about to trip over, jungwon caught you and when you realised you were in his arms, you just blankly stared at him for a good five seconds

once you got off of him your face started to heat up so fast jungwon’s too

every time you have homework due and you didn’t do it he lends you his word

“y/n take this! it’s the french homework from last class” “thanks so much jungwon!”

the real story starts with when you and him were practicing speaking french in the library

you, being terrible at french, needed some sort of help with this

jungwon decided that, even though he completely sucks at french, he should tutor you!

and there you were, ten reasons why i hate you style, in the library struggling on how to pronounce beaucoup

“bow-cewp” “good job y/n!” “jungwon i know for a fact that you don’t know if i’m saying this right”

you stuck up with it because, well because he’s jungwon

“je t'aime you”

i mean you were Terrible. at french but even the stupidest person in the world could figure that out

“i like you too jungwon, now help me with question six” “YOU COULD UNDERSTAND THAT?” “i had a paris phase when i was younger of course i did”

turns out the Parisian style bakery across the street is the perfect date on an afternoon after school

what was even more perfect was that you got 85% on your test with the help of your boyfriend

⌗ ni-ki

he was your partner in cookery class, the both of you had no cooking skills in your bones but you still made it work

you were in the class since your family constantly nagged at you for being terrible in the kitchen

while ni-ki enrolled because he needed the something to show his friends after school

ni-ki thinks he fell for you at first sight

you were baking cookies as your first task and you basically saved him by reminding him to put on oven gloves before getting the cookies out

“that’s the bare minimum” jay tells him. “i don’t care... you wouldn’t know what love feels like”

he looks forward to cooking class because if you every week

he even has it scheduled on his calendar

honestly it’s kind of a miracle the food you two make is some sort of eatable

he always asks you for help even if it’s the simplest thing ever

“y/n? which one is a cup?” “the one that literally says one cup?”

you don’t care though since you think it’s cute

you always end up doing most of the cooking and chopping whil ni-ki just washes the dishes and watches the pot boil which eagerly waits for the food to finish

you’ve met all of enhypen before since ni-ki likes them to gather around your creations and take pictures of them together

when enhypen first collected him from cookery class, they asked him which one of your classmates were you

he literally shyly pointed at you as he hid his face with his hair

“them” “huh? ni-ki who are you pointing at” “them, beside the fridge”

your final exam was to decorate and bake a cake

it’s safe to say from the many burnt cakes you and ni-ki have done, you two were in trouble

you both wanted that passing grade so you practiced almost everyday after classes the week before

he was in charge of the icing, apparently according to him it was his specialty

“look y/n!” “how cute! a little unreadable but very cute”

finally. the Day of the exam came

you both had to prepare and bake the cake together under two hours

you were lucky that you both weighed the ingredients before you arrived

it was definitely. The most stressful two hours you two had ever felt

it also didn’t help that ni-ki shooed you away when he was icing the cake

by the end of it, your face was Dusted with flour while ni-ki’s apron had butter and frosting stains all over it

you were instructed by ni-ki and even your teacher, to stand where the fridge was, out of your sight to see what he was doing to the cake

you were hazily scrolling through your phone when jungwon snapped you back into reality

turns out jungwon was outside the room the whole exam because ni-ki told him he needed support and having him there comforted him

almost instantly after your jungwon interaction, ni-ki called you from your table, excitedly waving his arms in the air

“y/n! y/n! i’m finished!” “perfect! let me—”

your eyes widened realising his cake didn’t say anything like ‘happy birthday’ like you two had planned

instead the icing spelt out a prettily written out ‘y/n, will you go on a date with me?’

your eyes seemed to water at the gesture, unsure why you got so emotional at icing

“n-ni-ki... that’s so c-cute” “why are you crying? oh my god you hate me don’t you?”

it took you ten minutes to stop sobbing (happy tears) and you gladly accepted his proposal

so now you got a Good grade and an amazing boyfriend that can... sort of! Cook

while eating the cake you were reminded with something, remembering some words from earlier

wait did mr lee know about this?

#enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #enhypen fluff #enhypen timestamps #enhypen drabbles #enhypen x reader #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop x reader

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endcryst4l · 4 years ago

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fairy tale

the sequel to favorite galaxies! the song that is referenced later on and is the title is fairy tale by homemade haircuts :] (read the third part here)

After multiple pleads of Tommy, Wilbur and even Phil, Techno finally built up enough courage to ask you to come over again.

“I did it, (Y/N)’s coming over for dinner tonight.” Techno told his family when he came downstairs from his room. Phil and Wilbur cheered, Tommy began jumping up and down. Techno chuckled, “they said they were going to bring dessert as well, but needed to know whether you guys preferred vanilla or chocolate cake.”

“Aw they don't need to do that.” Phil said before Techno cut him off, “That’s what I said as well but I wasn’t able to change their mind.”

“Chocolate?” Wilbur suggested and they all nodded, Techno off to his room again to talk with you.

“Hey (Y/N)?” he said as he unmuted himself in the discord call. “Shit!” you yelped, “Sorry, you scared me.” Techno laughed, “Sorry, sorry. They said chocolate. They’re all really excited to see you again, especially Tommy.” “I’m really excited to see them too. How have they been doing?” you asked. Techno smiled, “good! Wilbur hasn’t stopped asking to meet you and neither has Tommy. He’s literally been asking about you multiple times a day.” You aww’ed and Techno smiled, excited to see you again. “That’s so sweet. I’m really excited to meet Wilbur and see Tommy again, he’ll love the dessert I’m bringing.”

“What are you making?” Techno asked. “Ahhh that my dear is a secret. Now I must go to work on it.” you said and Techno huffed, making you laugh. “Hey I’ll be there tonight, okay? Don’t get too sad, bye Tech!” “I’ll try, bye (Y/N).”

You smiled to yourself as you stood up to make chocolate cupcakes with galaxy frosting.

After finishing piping the cupcakes, you smiled. They looked pretty good, you couldn’t wait to see Tommy’s reaction to them.

Your hand reached to knock on the door when it suddenly opened to reveal Techno with Tommy in his arms. “(Y/N)!” the toddler yelled excitedly as he reached for you. “Tommy!” you exclaimed, hugging him and shooting Techno a smile. “How have you been, big guy?” you asked Tommy. “Good! I made more drawings today.” he told you. “All of which are galaxies by the way.” Techno added, gesturing for you to come inside. “Oh really? Show me!” you said to Tommy and he nodded, climbing out of your arms when you reached the living room.

“Hey (Y/N)! It’s good to see you again.” Phil said when he saw you. “Thanks for letting me come over again.” you smiled and you turned to Wilbur, “nice to meet you, I’m (Y/N).” Wilbur smiled, “Oh trust me, I know. Neither of my brothers have shut up about you. Nice to meet you too, I’m Wilbur.”

You laughed and turned to look at Techno, whose face was now a deep red. “Wilbur I’m going to ki-” he began before Tommy interrupted him. “Look!” he said and he held up one of his drawings. You quickly shot Techno a wink before complimenting Tommy on his drawings, also telling him some new facts you came across online.

Techno’s eyes widened, his face an even deeper shade of red. He stood there frozen for a split second before he heard a small snicker of Wilbur. That asshole. Phil smacked his oldest son, making Techno snort. Deserved.

“So what did you make for dessert (Y/N)?” Phil asked. “That’s a surprise. Speaking of, is there anywhere I can put it?” you answered and he nodded, getting up to lead you to the kitchen. “You really can’t show me?” He tried again and you chuckled, “okay then, but don’t tell them anything.”

He zipped his mouth shut and you grabbed the container from your bag, opening the lid to reveal the cupcakes. “Holy shit (Y/N) these look great! Oh my god Tommy will love these.” he said. “Aw thank you, I really hope so.” you said as he got out some ingredients so the container would fit. “Is there any way I can help with dinner?” You offered but he firmly denied again, calling out for Wilbur.

“Yes father?” he said when entering the kitchen. “You’re helping me with dinner.” Phil answered and Wilbur saluted him. You wondered how the three brothers could be this different. “So (Y/N), what did you make for dessert?” Wilbur asked, making you laugh. Different yet all the same. “All of your curiosity is making it very hard but I’m not telling you.”

Wilbur pouted at you and you shook your head no, you weren’t going to slip up now.

You felt someone tap against your leg and you looked down to see Tommy. “Hey Tommy, what’s up?” you asked as you crouched to face him. He leaned in to whisper, “Techno told me to come save you.” You giggled and followed Tommy back to Techno, who was sitting on the couch. He smiled when he saw you walking to him, he missed you already. “What’s up?” you asked, sitting next to him. Tommy quickly crawled in your lap, melting the boy in front of you.

“I- uhm I listened to the playlist you sent me and I really liked it.” he told you and your eyes lit up, “really? What song was your favorite?” “I think it was called Fairy Tale? The band name was something with haircuts in it I believe.”

You felt your stomach explode with butterflies at the realization he was talking about the love song that reminded you of him. Thoughts were now flooding your mind, about if he thought of you when listening to the song, did he even realize what the lyrics were, did he just liked the song with no further intention, does he like y- “(Y/N?)” Techno suddenly said, snapping you back to the conversation. “Hmm? Oh- Fairy Tale! That’s a good song, one of my favorites as well actually.” you answered blushing. Techno grinned and took a glance at Tommy, seeing him nearly asleep. His hand reached to poke the younger awake but you swatted his hand away. Techno raised his eyebrow at you, to which you smiled and calmly told Tommy to stay awake for a little bit longer. In response Tommy huffed and cuddled closer, which was a bad idea on his part. Techno began tickling him, earning loud laughter and screams from Tommy.

Phil and Wilbur looked at each other at the same time, then quickly poking their heads out of the kitchen to see what was causing the disturbance. Wilbur sighed in relief at the sight of the three of you laughing, going back to the kitchen just as quick leaving Phil who stayed put a little longer. He couldn't stop the massive smile from spreading to his face and the warm feeling rising. Wilbur called out for Phil who, with one last glance, returned to the kitchen

Once Tommy calmed down from his hysteria Techno put on some Avatar, also slowly scooting closer to you. Upon noticing you smiled softly and put your arm lightly around his shoulders. Techno’s face heated up, not really used to this closeness. He could say he didn’t like it but he wasn’t really the one for lying.

After one episode Wilbur started setting the table, quickly eyeing the three of you, a mixture of shock and pride on his face. He didn’t know how his brother managed it, but he was impressed. “Dinner’s nearly ready.” he told them, getting nods in response. Tommy had fallen asleep after all, so you attempted to wake him up. Attempted being the key word, he was still half asleep when you took a seat at the dinner table. “Tommy, you know you can’t have dessert without eating dinner right?” Phil told him and Tommy quickly woke up, climbing off your lap to his own chair. The two other brothers and you were laughing but Phil quickly shushed all of you and told you what was for dinner, “Roast veggies, roast potatoes and steak!”

He gave everyone their portions, everyone also immediately digging in. You complimented him, it was really good. Phil thanked you, soon the room filled with conversation and laughs.

“Dessert time!!” Tommy exclaimed excitedly as everyone finished up their dinner and cleared off the table. You chuckled and walked to the kitchen with Phil. While he was boiling the water and grabbing the cups and plates, you took the container from the fridge and started placing them on little plates.

“Surprise!” Phil said as you two walked out of the kitchen, both holding a tray. All of the boys went quiet, excited and curious. You put your tray down, earning wow’s from Techno, Wilbur and Tommy. “Tech! Look, they’re like galaxies!” Tommy said and Techno laughed, “yeah they are. They look great (Y/N).” You smiled, really happy that Tommy recognized them. “You‘ve done a great job, these look incredible.” Wilbur said and you thanked him while handing out the plates with the cupcakes. Phil filled up the tea cups and soon new conversation was flowing. Wilbur asked a few questions, curious about the person his brother was in love with. You answered all of them happily, Techno butting in when the questions were school related.

It didn't take long before more embarrassing childhood stories were told, all of you laughing, Techno tallying the times Wilbur embarrassed him in his head for later payback. Tommy was telling you about how he told his best friend Tubbo about galaxies as well and that he loved them too. You tried not to physically melt and told him to invite him over so you could draw together. Tommy got so excited he jumped off his chair and started running around the house, the remaining at the table laughing again. You took a glance at the clock, caught off guard by the way time had flown by.

“I hate to be that person but I’m afraid I have to get going.” you said, getting understanding nods from everyone. Tommy abruptly stopped and dramatically huffed. He dragged himself back to his chair and sat down with a big pout. “Hey don’t worry bud, I’m sure (Y/N) will be back soon.” Phil said to him, making him look at you hopefully. “Yeah I will! Don’t worry about it too much, okay big man?” you smiled and he nodded, getting up and giving you a hug. Phil glanced at Techno, watching his expression change to pure and absolute adoration. It made Phil happy, even if he never knew what it truly felt like. The happy sparkles that Techno’s eyes held whenever you were there were enough.

Wilbur and Techno cleaned up the table, you had offered to help but your attempts were quickly shut down. You glared at the pair when they walked away, making Phil laugh. Your gaze shifted to Phil, now also glaring at him. He only laughed harder, making Tommy giggle as well. You tried your hardest not to break but when Tommy began laughing as well you broke and laughed along with them.

“Are you going to ask them out?” Wilbur asked Techno, catching the latter off guard. “What? Ask them out? Like to be my partner?” Techno replied and Wilbur nodded. “I-I don’t know. That’s a big step. What if they don't like me and I ruin our friendship? What if they don't want to be friends anymore because they’ll think it’s- I’m weird? What if-” Techno rambled before Wilbur cut him off. “Dude. Do you need new glasses? You two look at each other like you are each other’s world and were literally cuddling on the couch earlier. You said they made a playlist for you right?”, Techno nodded, “well there you have your answer. Trust me, they feel the same.” He was still processing what Wilbur said when he heard your laugh and automatically smiled. Wilbur noticed and chuckled, “you’re so whipped for them, I can’t believe it. What happened with the ‘I’m independent I don’t need anyone ever’ Techno?”

Techno quickly smacked the back of Wilbur’s head before he could get more words out, making Wilbur laugh. Techno rolled his eyes, put away the dishes and walked back to the kitchen table. You smiled at him, getting up to grab your bag and jacket. Meanwhile Wilbur also came back from the kitchen, with your container in hand. “Oh thank you, I completely forgot about that,” you chuckled, “also thanks for letting me stay over again.” “No problem (Y/N), truly. Thank you for the cupcakes, they were really good.” Phil said, “and really pretty!” Tommy added and you giggled, thanking them and saying your goodbyes.

Techno walked with you to the door, thinking about what Wilbur had said in the kitchen. “Thank you for inviting me, it was a lot of fun.” you told him, interrupting his train of thoughts. “Of course, you’re welcome here any time. I think Tommy likes you more than he likes his own brothers.” he said and you laughed, “impossible. I’m sure he would love watching Avatar with you as well.” He shrugged, “I do prefer watching it with you though.”

Your cheeks flushed red and a smile crept up on your face. “Well, let’s watch more together soon then.” you said to which he quickly agreed to. He couldn’t wait to have your arm around him again. His cheeks heated up and he quickly looked down.

“I really do have to go though, my parents will kill me if I come home too late.” you said and he nodded, eyes still on the ground. You leaned in to kiss his cheek, just as he looked up to say goodbye. Noticing it on time, you quickly stopped, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. It didn’t help much, both of your faces now inches apart. His face held the same reaction, his heart racing. He thought back to what Phil and Wilbur had said and decided, fuck it, as he leaned in to close the gap and kiss you. You stiffened for a second, you’d silently hope this would happen but were still surprised. Techno noticed and quickly pulled back, apologizing profusely. You tried to tell him it was more than okay, you were just caught off guard but he kept cutting you off with apologies. You shook your head, leaning in again and kissing him. He finally shut up and kissed back, his hands now on your waist and yours on his cheeks.

Techno pulled back again, looking into your eyes. You raised your eyebrow, wondering why he all of sudden stopped. “I- uhm, well,” he stuttered, your hands dropped to his cheek and he sighed, it was now or never. “Do you- Would you want to be my partner?” he asked quietly. Your eyes widened, shock taking over your expression. Was this real? The boy you’ve been loving since you could remember felt the same? You were brought back to reality by his hands leaving your waist and his mouth opening to apologize. “Yes. Yes I’d love to.” you quickly said, making the biggest smile ever cross Techno’s face. “Really?” he asked and you nodded while laughing, feeling all giddy and happy. He engulfed you in his arms, giving you the biggest hug ever. The two of you stayed like that for a few moments, before Techno let you go making you frown. He chuckled, “I know dear, but I don’t want your parents to kill either of us.” “Yeah I guess you’re right. I’ll text you when I get home.” you said before giving him a quick kiss and turning around to walk away. “Bye (Y/N), be careful!” Techno said while waving. “I will!” you told him and waved back with a smile. Holy shit.

Techno closed the door and leaned against it. Did that really just happen? His heart and stomach were doing backflips. He smiled to himself, you were his partner now.

His smile hadn’t toned down when he walked back to the rest of his family, who were impatiently waiting on him. “And?” “So?” Phil and Wilbur said at the same time, making Techno laugh. “We- I- We’re together now.” he told them, earning the loudest cheers he’s ever heard. “Congratulations man! I’m proud of you.” Phil told him and Techno thanked him, sitting down on the couch with them. “Did you ask them?” Wilbur asked and Techno nodded. “Dude! Congrats. What happened?” He asked and Techno told them everything that happened.

Tommy, who was supposed to be asleep in his bed, came downstairs after hearing the cheering. “What’s going on?” he asked sleepily and Techno chuckled, “(Y/N) and I are dating.” he answered and the blonde nodded, “does that mean they’ll come over more?” he asked. “I think so, yeah.” Techno told him and Tommy nodded again, walking over to his family and sitting next to Techno. “C’mon, let’s go upstairs. You need to sleep and I need to check if (Y/N) is home safely.” Techo said to Tommy after picking him up and saying to goodnight to his dad and older brother. “Can I say goodnight to them?” Tommy asked and Techno nodded, taking him to his room. He started up his computer, happy to see a message from you. He quickly typed a response before video calling you and putting his headset on Tommy.

You answered the call almost right away, aww’ing when you saw Tommy with the big headset on. “Hey big man, shouldn’t you be sleeping?” you said and he nodded, “yes but I woke up because they were all being loud and then Techno was going to talk to you and I wanted to say goodnight.” Techno smiled softly, kind of bummed he couldn’t hear your replies. “Awe that’s not good. Next time you just punch Techno lightly and he’ll be quiet.” you said to Tommy, making him giggle mischievously. Techno raised his eyebrow at both of you, that didn’t seem good. “I will. Goodnight (Y/N)!” Tommy said while waving. “Goodnight! Sleep well and sweet dreams.” you smiled and waved back. “I’ll be right back.” Techno said into the headset as he put it down and went to put Tommy in his bed.

After a few minutes he was back, “hey love.” he said as he put on his headset. “Gosh!” you sighed, making Techno laugh. “Please give me an announcement next time, I think I just lost 10 years of my life.” you said, Techno only laughing harder. “I will, I will, sorry.” he smiled. The two of you talked all night, switching to your phones when it became too late. You fell asleep first, Techno chuckling when he heard your soft snores. “Goodnight, (Y/N).” he whispered, before falling asleep himself.

#mcyt x reader #technoblade x reader #technoblade x you #sbi x reader #sbi au #SBI #sbi fanfic #toddler tommyinnit #dadza minecraft #big brother wilbur

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gojology · 4 years ago

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Lovebirds.

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆 | omg this is my first request. ilysm anon, im now feelin super cool. also, i just realized i put recc (as in recommended) instead of requests. i’m super stupid LOL. anyways, im touch starved too dw bby, i’m servin u up a long one since i rlly like this request and after all u r my first! 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 | Gojo x Wife! Reader 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 | 2307 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 | None! 𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 | Coming home from a long mission in America, precisely 1 year, you’re excited to catch up on Gojo’s students, Nanami, and just Gojo in general. Leaning out of the car window, resting your arm against your purse, you sighed. A humid wind brushed against your skin, tickling you. It had been quite a while since you had been in Japan, spending almost a year on a huge mission in America. You had killed a battalion worthy amount of special grades. You spent most of your time in America in mostly horribly rundown places, equally as infested with curses. Although you found yourself enjoying America’s natural beauty, further away from the city life that many of the Americans found themselves enjoying, you much preferred Japan. after all, it was your home, and where you met Gojo Satoru. It would be another day until you could return, and you had gone through hundreds of scenarios of finally being in his arms again, but nonetheless, you were ecstatic at the thought of your husband’s touch. Your phone’s notification chimed loudly, you threw your phone onto the other seat, heart jumping up to a high rate. It was a recording of Satoru loudly yelling, “OPEN YOUR FUCKING PHONE!” with a flurry of giggles afterwards. Ijichi jumped, turning left and right. Whispering under his breath, he let out an exasperated sigh, switching the music channel. The recording was mostly because of the time you had to ghost him due to work. Gojo had snuck on and recorded it, doing some magical tech stuff and giving you the custom notification sound. You had kept it that way ever since, since secretly, you enjoyed that you were so badly wanted by Gojo, that, and you had no idea how to change it back. But the custom notification was sweet as well. You smiled to yourself every time you heard it, a familiar twinge of pain flashing inside of you whenever you realized you wouldn’t be able to see him for a while. Well, today, and the days after that would be different. You’d be able to finally see Gojo again, and his new students that he always frantically texted you about. Nanami, an old friend of Gojo, and also an old friend of yours, would also be there to welcome you back, you found yourself reminiscing about them. You had heard so much about them, one of the kids being Sukuna’s vessel, you wondered how Gojo could contain such a fear, being around the kid at all times, he always told you about how the kid was actually energetic and happy and an overall great kid, you had heard about Nanami, finally coming back into the jujutsu sorcerer field of work, even though you always found that he still had a thing for finances. You shook your head, “Save that shit for later, (Y/N).” muttering to yourself, you didn’t want to think of anything but Gojo, after all, it had been one fucking year of being deprived of the man you loved most. You were practically starving for the guy, in more ways than one. Ijichi gulped, facing towards you, one hand on his steering wheel, “Forgive me Mrs. Satoru, but um.. Forgive me if I misheard, but I think I heard your phones notification go off.. Due to the ah- incredibly loud profanity.” Now just realizing that you had completely forgotten about the phone notification, you nodded your thanks to Ijichi, a warmth rushing to your cheeks before opening up your phone. In the small, rounded box containing Gojo’s message, he wrote in all caps, “SUGAR, MY BELOVED, MY QUEEN, HOW CLOSE ARE YOU? I CAN’T FUCKING WAIT I’M LITERALLY BOUNCING UP AND DOWN IN OUR BED.” Smiling to yourself, you furiously texted back, “Calm down honeybun, I’ll be there in like, 24 hours, I’m not even fucking close.” You almost instantly got a DM back, making you jump a bit in your seat. Even with the 5 years of friendship, and the 3 years of relationship, and the 2 years of marriage, he still almost always texted you back as quickly as possible. “God I can’t fucking wait for you to meet the kids! We’ll keep it a surprise, yeah? We have a bunch of treats, and we also got the kids to get some gifts for you! How thoughtful aren’t they? They’re MY offspring by the way, so like, you know, whenever you want a kid, it’s your call ;)” You snorted to yourself, smiling. He genuinely seemed so excited, and it was all shining through even though it was from a screen. “Maybe in a few years, I don’t even wanna imagine a little you.” Despite the excited, bubbling feeling brewing bigger and bigger in your stomach, you figured it’d be best to sleep before the chaos. Happily sighing, you laid down, using your purse as a pillow, drifting into a blissful sleep. ‧₊˚✩彡. You awoke to a sudden halt, Looking around your surroundings, you figured you were home. Ijichi looked like he was damn near about to fall asleep on the steering wheel. Well, maybe that’s what 24 hours of constant driving did to you. You fished around in your purse, silently cursing looking for a water bottle. “Here, Ijichi, looks like you ran a marathon.” you grinned, handing the slightly crumped water bottle to him. He beamed as if a guardian angel had descended down and gave him a trillion dollars. “Mrs. Satoru! You really mean it? The ride was nothing, I was merely instructed to do so and I would’ve done it happily regardless.” You waved your hand, as a dismissal of the conversation. “You overwork yourself Ijichi, go catch a break, on me. If Gojo tears you apart, tell him he won’t be getting any pussy from me for another year.” Ichiji nodded vigorously, before dashing off, probably towards a massage center, God that guy needed it. ‧₊˚✩彡. Gojo frantically hopped up and down, it had been a day, now he was just waiting for you to bust through the door in your wild hair, his legs sprawled onto the whole of a couch, he stared at the ceiling, a dopey smile spread across his face. “Satoru. (Y/N) will not even want to be associated with you, looking at your current state.” he remarked, staring at the sorcerer with his strikingly dead eyes. “Nanami, how the fuck am I supposed to act calm?! I’ve waited for this moment for ONE YEAR! Does my hair look normal?!” “Your hair looks just like an albino porcupine, just as usual.” Flipping the page of his newspaper, he sighed, rubbing his temples. “I will never understand how someone like (Y/N) would be.. Interested in you, Satoru.” Gojo paid no attention to the insult Nanami had so clearly made, his ears were perked up, eavesdropping on a distant conversation coming closer and closer. “Gojo-Senpai was telling me about this movie while training my cursed energy! He basically spoiled the whole thing but he told me that the main character was super annoying but apparently she dies in the end in the most gruesome way possible! It’s worth the watch, your soul will feel cleansed as soon as you see her lifeless body!” “Yuuji, you literally spoiled the whole thing to me just now.” Fushiguro calmly stated, looking bored out of his mind. “Oh, oops.” Yuuji rubbed the back of his neck. He smiled coyly, tightly hugging his present. “What’s with the decorations, Gojo-Sensei?” inquired Nobara, stroking her warm toned brown hair. She had figured it was something about the presents that Gojo had forced the trio to get, but he never told them who it was for. The room had been decorated with various balloons and confetti, scattered about, on the table and the ground. A cake box wrapped with a gigantic bow limply guarded whoever was brave enough to get their hands on something that Gojo seemed to be protecting with his life. A pink table cover with a crudely drawn Gojo and what would seem to be a girl, a heart in the middle of the pair. In a horrible font with an even awfuller text, the text on top and at the bottom of the drawing proudly stated: “WELCOME BACK QT” “-YOU’RE HUSBAND AND THE CREW” Nobara stood in distaste, trying to disguise the face she made. The drawing, the misused you’re, and the overall poor design choice was enough to almost make her vomit. Nobara, about to make her distasteful statements about the whole mess, was suddenly shut up as Gojo started hopping up and down, looking directly at his phone. “SHE’S COMING! SHE’S COMING! EVERYONE IN YOUR PLACES!” Now, seeing Gojo freak out wasn’t outside of the ordinary, but it was to see him freak out to this extent. He was hopping up and down, blabbering about a certain woman named (Y/N). Nobara was pretty sure that if a curse attacked right now, even a special grade comparable to the one with the uncomplete domain could completely crush Gojo, the guy seemed completely unaware of the example he was setting to the kids. Even Yuuji stood in disbelief, and he had seen multiple tantrums by Gojo. Nanami, however, licked his finger and flipped the newspaper page. A face of boredom obviously displayed. Nobara, preparing herself to chew Gojo out about how utterly stupid and embarrassing he made the whole class of jujutsu sorcerers look like, stopped wide eyed as she looked at the doors slide wide open. ‧₊˚✩彡. You stood, shyly, looking at the ground. Gojo dove headfirst into your arms, laughing like a maniac and digging his face into your shoulder. You breathed in his scent, scanning the room. Three teens, sat wide-eyed, backs straight as they looked at you with eyes you couldn’t quite read. All three of them held presents. The one with eyelids underneath his eyes (which you assumed was Yuuji, the vessel of Sukuna) eyed you curiously, his eye twitched. The other boy, one with wild black-blue hair, sat mouth agape, before closing it. He looked like he was about to say something, before stopping entirely and hugging his present closer to his chest. The warm haired girl darted her eyes between you two, seemingly trying to put the puzzle together. Nanami put the newspaper down, glancing over to you two. “This is obviously Gojo-Senpai’s wife. He hasn’t seen her in many months, and as you can see, really really misses her.” he paused, a small smile spreading on his face, a rare sight. “I don’t even know why myself, but what can you do with lovebirds?” he thought aloud, his attention now focused to the two of you furiously making out, hands in places Yuuji and the crew didn’t need to see. “Satoru, (Y/N), leave the kissing for later. Don’t you see the kids?” You detached yourself from his mouth, panting for breath. The air being exhaled out of his nose fanned over your face, you had just now realized the kids again. “Satoru, lets sit down. I bet the kids are surprised. “ you motioned to the couch. Gojo whined. “What? They’re not that dumb, they can tell you’re my wife or at least, you’re my girlfriend, just by the way we kiss right? Isn’t this telling enough?” “You didn’t tell them about me, ever did you?” He sighed in defeat, holding tightly onto your arm as you dragged him over and sat down on the comfortable couch, opposite of Yuuji and the crew. Nanami scooched over, before finally getting up to pull another chair from somewhere else. Grunting, he excused himself from the room. “YOU HAD A GIRLFRIEND, GOJO-SENPAI? AND DIDN’T TELL US?” Yuuji questioned, looking like he was about to faint. Gojo laughed, snuggling deeper onto you, almost like a koala. “She’s my wife, aren’t you, sugar? Did you even pay attention to anything Nanami said? He literally said she was my wife.” Megumi made an obvious gagging sound, but even he didn’t seem as bored as he was usually. He actually looked intrigued. “Why didn’t you tell us, Gojo-Senpai?” the girl nagged, slamming her fist down on the table. Gojo smiled, “Uh, well, I wanted it to be a surprise when she came back.” “Couldn’t you have told us that you had a wife or something?” Megumi butt in. The door slid open, Nanami coming in with a wooden stool. “Knowing Gojo-Senpai, that probably went over his head.” grunting as he placed the wooden stool down and sat, he opened his newspaper again. “Where do you guys know eachother?” “Was Gojo-Senpai handsome back in highschool too?” “Do you know what lipgloss Gojo-Senpai wears?” “Gojo-Senpai, how did you know you loved her?” “Gojo-Senpai, can we eat now?” “Do you know why Gojo has such a horrible sweet tooth?” Before you could even respond, Nanami put his hand up. “Now, now, lets let the happy couple settle down.” he cleard his throat, not even making eye contact with anyone but the newspaper. An audible chorus of groans sounded, “What do you expect us to do? We literally just met her!” moaned Yuuji. “Weren’t you the one that literally asked if we could eat yet?” Yuuji immediately shut up afterwards. “Yuuji, she just came back from a 1 day trip. She should be laying down comfortably with Gojo-Senpai and they should be catching up. You’ll have the opportunity to talk to her and learn about her later. Right now she needs space.” “But-” Nobara whined, clasping her hands together. Nanami turned to Fushiguro, but even he had his mind set. “I didn’t even begin to think that Gojo had a wife. I really want to know more about her, if you think about it, this is all Gojo-Sensei’s fault.” Nanami rubbed his temples, staring at the two of you for backup, realizing that you two were making out again. Nanami sighed, 10 years later and you two were still the same.

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squib-2006 · 2 years ago

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Previous/next/first

I am going to rewatch one episode of ninjago a day until I ether give up or finish I will put my thoughts down as I watch it and rate each episode out of ten.

Day 4

Season 1 episode 4 never trust a snake

The fucking falcon talking scared the shit out of me

This whole sequence I never liked because it has no bearing on the identity of the green ninja and jut took time up

Rip Zane’s forehead

Bros being bros

Kai stole coles voice again :( (6)

This is why you listen Silly ninja

Snek bros

Poor Lloyd

I hate the stupid green ninja contest it’s so stupid

More wu mumbo jumbo

These tombs aren’t hidden well

Oh pythor you stupid silly British Snek man I missed you

Poor Lloyd hopefully this won’t traumatize him in the future

Lloyd on a bike is adorable

Why the fudge are they so happy at braking the no walking on grass rule at four weapons kai and nya aren’t even there to care

Look brad and uh what’s his names clones

Those babies are freaky looking

Long neck Snek

Pythor be putting ideas into Lloyds head

Hugs? D:

No bad pythor don’t touch the child

Zane did a whole ass flip to hit that button. And some people say he’s not extra

Any time i see the og bounty fly I smile because it looks so good. Unlike the movie version that stuck its ugly two heads and ruined it.

Why is this school on a mountain. Who thought it would be a good idea too put it on a mountain. This just seems like a lawsuit waiting to happen when some kid jumps the fence and falls off the cliff

Lloyds a skaterboi

The immediate skepticism when jay says he has an idea makes me laugh

Rip that lizard

The clicks as Lloyd walks on the roof sound so nice

Wow that’s a lot of damage

Cole saying stay out of school kid is funny because he is supposed to be in school

Elevator music 10/10

Also jay taking the elevator is such a jay thing to do

Gross

Cole you are a dumbass how could you not see the rope between your legs

I totally didn’t see that coming

He seems genuinely terrified of the ninja. Like jay could kill you kid

Wu pulled the full name you are in big trouble Lloyd

All those punishments seem harsh guys

Now this is what you should do with a misbehaving child. Not punish them but help them learn from their mistakes. If you just punish a child they will only fear the punishment and only avoid the mistake if they know they will be punished. Just talking to the kid and trying to get them to understand what they are doing is wrong is a much better alternative, and in the future can stop the kid from having a semi mental breakdown in the middle of class because she made a mistake and now the teacher is emailing mom and the kid will lose toys or electronic privileges, and is Terrified of being yelled at in the car for two hours about how your embarrassing the parent.

But wu is doing a good thing here

Also wu being a great uncle

And not telling Lloyd that his dad who for all wu knows didn’t give two craps about Lloyd, that his dad would do all these things for him is so sweet

I love that line

Even though in real life that advice could be incredibly toxic in certain situations it’s still a nice thought that people that are mean or don’t like you can be simply delt with by making them your friend

Also did Lego not have ANY other hair for young lloyd. Cuz literally every other young child character in this season uses the same hair

Final thoughts

This episode was ok. It dragged in the beginning but had a great end. I loved how they had pythor manipulate lloyd into doing what he wants. And then wu taking Lloyd in afterwards AND NOT PUNISH him was great too. Over all I give this episode a 6.5/10

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago rewatch #day 4

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itsallyscorner · 4 years ago

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Ooooh can I do positions with Sebastian Stan???

Omg hi!!!🖤 Thank you sm for the request, I hope you like it!🥰

Thank you for the requests!! And thank you for the support love! I hope you enjoy this and my other requests (which I need to do soon)!🖤🥰 @its-izzys

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a/n: Decided to switch it up for this one and made the song about Seb’s feelings towards the reader:)

warnings: Some smut for you filthy animals😉

Heaven sent you to me

I'm just hopin’ I don't repeat history

It has been known that Sebastian has poor judgement in romantic partners. Now, that doesn’t apply to everyone he’s dated but there are a few who were just out of line. Everyone knew he wasn’t the best at relationships. His family, friends, heck even his fans could see through the facade of his so called “girlfriends”. He could never tell the difference between someone who’s using him and someone who genuinely liked him. Sebastian was one to be intoxicated with his feelings and loses himself in the moment. Which was probably why he never found anything wrong with the ‘candid’ paparazzi pictures or the constant posting of proof that someone was with him.

You were different from all the other girls he had dated. You were like Spring to his Winter. You symbolized a new beginning for him. Like how Spring would mark the beginning of a new season with its blossoming flowers and the awakening of animals, you brought liveliness to his cold and dark life. You actually terrified him to the core. He was afraid to fall for you because you were well off on your own. In his head you didn’t need him, but he needed you. You kept the grown man on his toes and without you he was not sure how he would survive.

Unlike the other girls, he was scared to loose you. Not only were you the most loyal, selfless, kindest, and caring person he knew. But he knew you genuinely loved him for him. He knew that you could care less about the fame, his social status, or the money. You wanted him for him. You wanted him at his worst, at his best, all parts of him. And it terrifies him that he could fuck it all up in an instant and loose you completely. If that happened he wouldn’t know what to do because he’s never experienced a love like yours. Compared to the others, he wasn’t going to repeat history and make stupid decisions, this time he was going to try and not fuck it up.

Boy, I'm tryna meet your mama on a Sunday

Then make a lotta love on a Monday (Ah, ah)

Never need no (No), no one else, babe

’Cause I'll be

Sebastian would do anything to make you happy. Seeing that contagious smile on your face always gave him butterflies in his stomach that made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

“Hey Sebba?” You asked as you knocked on the wall of his home office one day. Sebastian’s eyes leave the script he had been reading for the past hour and a half as he turned to your figure leaning against the doorframe. You were cladded in one of his sweatshirts and a pair of those biker shorts that made your bum look incredible.

“How was your nap, draga?” He was about to get up from his swivel chair when you motioned for him to stay. You settled yourself onto his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck.

Resting your cheek against his head you began to play with the ends of his hair at the nape of his neck.

“It was good. Except someone wasn’t there when I woke up.” You softly answered as Sebastian pressed light kisses along your neck.

“The bed was cold without you.” You frowned against his hair. The scent of his shampoo filling up your senses.

“I’m sorry, I got excited when the script came and I couldn’t help myself.” He apologized as his squeezed your hips.

“Yeah, I know.” You chuckled as you leaned back to look down at him. He stared up at you with those ocean eyes that you just wanted to constantly dive into.

“Oh! I forgot to ask you.” You jumped in his lap as you remembered the text your mother had sent you earlier that morning. Sebastian nods at you, “What’s up?”

He saw how you slightly shrunk into your body and how your arms unwrapped around him so you can fiddle with your fingers. A little tic you had when you were either nervous or embarrassed. Sebastian comfortingly pressed his large warm hand against your back as the other took one of your hands into his.

“So...um. My mom’s birthday is during the weekend and we’re planning on having a dinner party with the family.” You started as you looked at your and Sebastian’s connected hands.

“My mom said she’d like it if you came along. She wants to finally meet you and she thinks the rest of the family would too.” You finished as you glanced up at him.

You were quick to tell him that it was his choice. You didn’t want to pressure him into suddenly meeting your family. Though it would be nice for him to finally meet everyone, you had to respect whether he was ready or not.

“Yeah! Yeah, I’d love to come!” He immediately agreed, a wide smile on his face that made the sides of his eyes crinkle. Your head snaps up to him in shock. You were expecting to find a playful glint in his eyes but it was nothing but sincerity and joy.

“Wait, you want to meet my family?”

“Of course I do, draga. It’s your family we’re talking about! They’re the most important people in your life and it’d be an honor to meet all of them.” He explained as he gripped both of your hands. Sebastian felt himself smile when he saw the corners of your lips raise to your cheeks.

“You have no idea how much this means to me, Seb. Thank you!” You excitedly wrapped your arms around him again pulling him into a suffocating hug. You felt his chest vibrate against yours as he chuckled.

He hummed as he savored the feeling of your limbs wrapped around him and how elated he felt when you were around him. Wrapping his arms around your figure he mumbled into your ear, “Plus, I should finally thank your parents for creating the love of my life.”

Switchin' them positions for you

Cookin' in the kitchen and I'm in the bedroom

I'm in the Olympics, way I'm jumpin' through hoops

Know my love infinite, nothin’ I wouldn’t do

That I won't do, switchin’ for you

The aroma of spices lingered around the house after the delicious dinner Seb had cooked. You guys decided to have an at home date night since the two of you weren’t in the mood to get all dressed up for a restaurant. Plus Sebastian had just gotten back from the airport after months on end of filming in Atlanta.

The two of you were now out on the balcony of your shared apartment sipping on glasses of wine. The two of you looked out towards the city as you leaned against Sebastian’s chest. There wasn’t much talking, just the sounds of the city and each other’s breathing.

“Thank you for dinner. Although, it should’ve been me cooking for you, because you literally just came back from filming.” You turn around in his arms as you admire the man in front of you.

“No, I wanted to cook for you. You’ve been so understanding with my job and the hectic schedules. Plus we had to be apart for so long, I owe you.” Sebastian explained as he moved a strand of hair from your face.

You shook your head at him, “You don’t owe me anything, Seb. You’re just doing your job and I understand that.”

“No, I do. I get that we had our night time calls and FaceTime sessions but it just isn’t the same as being in person with you.” He started.

“You’ve been so supportive and patient with me. While I’ve left you waiting here for so long.” He shook his head at himself before looking down at you. His blue eyes now dark with longing and lust. He leaned down to brush his nose against yours. His plush lips leaving a lingering kiss on your own.

“Let me take care of you, (y/n).”

Perfect, perfect

You're too good to be true (You're too good to be true)

But I get tired of runnin', fuck it

Now, I’m runnin' with you (With you)

Sebastian laid you down gently on the cool comforter of the bedroom. The atmosphere around you two felt heavy as your lips clashed together with desperation and passion. Though the months of not seeing each other were miserable, it began to all feel worth it when you felt his touch for the first time again.

Your hands roamed his body, only stopping when they were hovering over his sweatpants, where a bulge was starting to form. Sebastian pulled away from your lips and took your hand, placing it to rest along his shoulder.

“No, don’t worry about me. This is about you, I just want to focus on you.” His voice was soft and quiet compared to the events that were about to go down between you two.

He gazed down at you for a moment before his palm came up to rest against your cheek. He latched his lips onto yours, nipping at your bottom lips to grant his tongue access into your mouth. Your tongues poked and licked against each other. The heat below you was getting hotter and hotter, making your heartbeat race and a thin layer of sweat to form on your body.

Sebastian moved on to kiss along your jaw and neck. He stopped at your neck, nipping and sucking on the skin until a mark began to form. He helped you take your shirt off, throwing it aside to land on the floor. He watched as your breasts bounced in your red lace bra as you landed on your back again. He sucked in his breath as he looked at you through hooded eyes.

“Take this off, Sebby.” You voice was low with sultry as your nails teasingly dragged on his abs. He yanked his shirt off and threw it to the side. He dived down to claim your lips again, his hands running down to grip your thighs and wrap them around his torso. He ground down on you causing you to softly moan as his clothed crotch pressed down on your mound.

His mouth teased your nipples through your bra. He grazed his teeth along the lace material before sucking on your clothed nipple. He repeated the same action on your other nipple. You pulled on his soft hair as you watched him concentrate on pleasuring you. Your nipples were now peaking against the lace, wanting to be freed from the material. One of his hands flatten on your back and fiddle with the bra until it comes undone. His warm tongue attaches to your breast as soon as they’re exposed, giving them both the attention they needed.

He helps you take your shorts off before removing his sweats. He shifts himself so he’s laying in between your legs with your soaking heat in front of him. You feel his breath against your core causing goosebumps to form on your arms and legs.

“Draga I could smell you all the way here. I’ve been making you wait for too long, huh?” His voice teased you with hints of dominance. He enjoyed the effects he had on you. The way you instantly opened your legs for him and how he was the only one who could make you dripping wet without even doing anything.

You nodded against the pillow and looked down at him. A smirk was on his lips as his nose swiped along your clothed slit. He pressed a searing kiss above your mound as his eyes remained connected to yours.

“Who made you this wet, baby?” He asked huskily against your heat. He felt you clench around nothing as he kissed the wet lace that covered your pussy.

“You did, Seb.” You breathed out.

“Damn right I did.” He pulled your panties off you, the cold air meeting your heat. His mouth was agape as he was met with your heat glistening with arousal. He moaned at the sight and stuffed his face between your thighs. You let out a moan as your eyes fluttered shut.

His tongue flattened against your folds until he found your bud. His mouth latched onto it, sucking and licking at your clit. You emitted a moan, your back arching, as his mouth helped release the tension that was building up in you. He hummed in approval as he brought his fingers to spread your wetness through your folds. His finger teased your entrance before it smoothly slipped in. Sebastian groaned as he felt you clench down on his finger. He moved his finger in and out until he felt you ease up around him. He added a second finger stretching you out a bit more. He made a come hither motion with his fingers as they rubbed against your walls. When his fingers began hitting a familiar spongy area, your toes curled as you hips rutted against him.

He wrapped an arm around your waist to hold you down. You were a mess above him. One of your hands gripping the sheets as the other pulled on his hair. Your head was thrown back, your hair sticking to your face as you moaned at the immense pleasure Sebastian was giving you.

“I can feel you. C’mon baby, cum on my fingers.” He rasped out before his tongue flicked rapidly at your bud. Your knees had came up to your chest as the tension in your body had reached a peak. With the harsh and fast movements from his tongue and fingers, you came with a loud choking moan as your body trembled above him. Your cum spilling all over his hand. Sebastian licked you clean as you came down from your high. He kissed your thighs before coming up to rest his forehead against yours.

“I missed the taste of you. Missed you so much.” He muttered as he licked his fingers. He left some of your cum on his fingers so you can have a taste of yourself. You sucked on his fingers until they were clean of your juice.

Sebastian pressed a sweet kiss to your lips as he lined himself up with you. One hand interlocked with yours while the other led his cock into your sensitive entrance.

“Te iubesc.” He said as he pushed himself into you. Your breath hitched as your walls hugged onto his length. You were filled with him to the brim. You felt the veins along his length and the weight of him in you.

“Si eu te iubesc.” You whimpered as he pushed even deeper into you. His eyes intensely locked onto yours as his hips rocked back and forth. His cock pushing in and out of you. He was dizzy with the feeling of you around him. You were like a drug and he was addicted to you. Everything about you was perfect. He fit into you like a puzzle piece, like you were meant for him, and he didn’t need anyone else. Just you.

This some shit that I usually don't do (Yeah)

But for you, I kinda, kinda want to (Mmm)

'Cause you're down for me and I'm down too

Sebastian would do anything for you. If he could, he would take you around the world to show you new places that you’ve been dreaming of visiting. He wasn’t afraid to show you off. Of course, he was private when it came to your relationship, but when he had the chance to show you off he always took it. He was proud to take you to premieres and introduce you to his friends and co-stars. Everyone could see how deeply in love he was with you. They’ve never seen him so entranced with someone. From the way he looked at you to how his hand was always protectively on you.

Sebastian thanked his lucky stars as he watched you lean against the balcony railing of the hotel you two were staying at in Paris. You were watching the city below you as the wind blew against your hair. The sun shined on you enhancing your natural glow. You looked so relaxed and carefree as if you’ve never had experience a day of stress in your life. He saw a small smile on your face as your fingers skimmed the rail.

You turned around to see Sebastian sitting on a chair inside the bedroom. He was staring at you, a dreamy look on his face. You smiled at him and giggled.

“Get over here and look at the city with me.” You motioned for him to come over as you held your hand out for him. He got up and took your hand, bringing it up to press a kiss on your knuckles. You turned around to lean against his chest as his buff arms wrapped around your figure. His head rested on your shoulder, pressing kisses against the bare skin every few minutes.

He could stay there for eternity. You in his arms as you both silently watched the hues of pink, purple, and orange take over the sky in Paris. You were all he needed, it didn’t matter where he was, he just needed to have you with him.

draga ~ darling

te iubesc ~ I love you

si eu te iubesc ~ I love you too

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