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michixoxo · 5 days

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hello i just wanted to request a one-shot! i love your writing haha

anyways could you write a oneshot based on the reader (female) (who’s dating arlo-secretly or publicly idk) having to fight john during the joker arc and arlo gets involved and the aftermath of the fight? like if the reader is hospitalised! kind of like when joker and remi fought. thanks sm if you can!

ofc! thank you anon, im just glad i have people to write for <3

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a fucking jungle. that's the only way you can describe this hell hole. as if high school wasn't bad enough, with joker running around, it's become an anxious mess of trembling cowards and fools. though, as much as you'd like to blame the rest of the student body for how things are going down, you can't shake the feeling like you're all to blame. too self-absorbed, too violent, too cruel, to notice nor care about those below us. with a strained laugh, you figure you're the same. too vain.

but instead of degrading yourself any longer, you walk down the empty hallway, wondering whether it'd be better to text arlo for his location than search for him. though, whenever you both would plan to meet up, it would always catch some prying eyes, ruining the whole secret relationship part of your secret relationship. you reach for your phone in your back pocket, still looking forward. he's been really stressed lately, for good reason, maybe you should take him out for dinn—? huh? that's weird. you don't feel your phone in your pocket. you hum as you turn your neck back and—

—collide with someone's white-knuckled fist. you barely have time to process whats going on as you fall down, red already beginning to drip down and out of your nose onto the pristine white floor. who the hell?! who would dare—?! a knee connects with your head, forbidding any coherent thoughts.

"you're boyfriend's fucking useless, and so are you.", you're not you when you're hungry, and you can't help but think, as you look at that infamous ski mask through blood laced eyes, that mister joker could really benefit from a snickers. you power up, the glow in your eyes as dim and pessimistic as your chances in this fight. yet, you stand, though the reddened ground almost seems to drag you with it. you stand, though you wish to sleep and never wake again. you stand, because a certain blond doesn't like cowards and damn it all to hell if you aren't gonna try for him.

despite this, a pig's resolve is never thought of by the farmer. try as you might, but as you hear the crack of your spine under his foot, you realize there's not a world in which a mere spade could trump this joker. you fall, face first on the ground. you watch, as the black of his shoes comes into view. surly, he won't kick you while you're— fuck! okay, maybe he will. and he does so multiple times to where it's almost funny. you make a cruel beat with the rhythm of his kicks and the sound of your groans. a symphony never realized, for a forceful punch knocks joker off his beat.

"HAVE YOU NOT HAD ENOUGH?!", you barely open your eyes, blood soaked, making it hard to see. though, you'd recognize that pristine blond hair anywhere. "SHE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU! HOW VIOLENT— HOW CRUEL ARE YOU?!", the source of all our problems: violence, cruelty. but, he's right, you didn't do anything. didn't do anything when you saw the lower tiers brought to their knees. didn't do anything when you saw the manic grins of the higher tiers, getting off from their pain. you held no hand in it, but maybe to joker, your eyes hold the same guilt.

judge, jury, and executioner, he lands a solid punch to arlo's face. not like it did much, his skin feels closer to stone than flesh. still, the slightly muffled, impossibly vengeful voice reaches your ears, "you didn't stop sera from being kidnapped, but you have the balls to prevent your fucking whore from getting what she deserves? your priorities seem to be fucked up, your majesty." you try to laugh, but only blood sputters out. darkness overtakes you, violent and cruel.

...

"its all my fault.", you never took arlo as the self depricating kind, but you can understand the sentiment as you lie in hospital gowns and wheeze with every breath. "no, it's not, he was gonna go after me anyways. the whole destroy the hierarchy thing he's going on about and all...fuck, how could we not know there was someone this strong in Wellston?", you cough, "and apparently bloodthirsty."

you raise an eyebrow as he looks away, a certain expression gracing his face, one you've never seen. it almost looks like... shame? no, no, arlo? ashamed? did joker give you brain damage or something-? no way. no. way.

"you good?", his attention returns back to you. he holds your gaze before smiling, soft and delicate. an expression you've seen many times before, one reserved only for you. "i should be asking you, you're in the hospital bed after all.", "meh, i'll walk it off." you both allow yourself to giggle, basking in each other's company.

he holds your hand, resting his forehead ever so gently on the back. "i'm sorry. i'm really, really sorry." you grimace, it's not his fault. if anything, joker should be apologizing. he should be here groveling, begging for your forgiveness rather than arlo, the man you want to marry.

you caress his face, lifting your hand to cup his cheek gently, pulling his head up. your heart aches, looking at those glossy blue eyes. he hasn't cried in years, told you as much, and yet here he is, on the brink. and all for you. with your thumb, you rub circles into his cheek.

"i love you, and i'll always be here for you.", you say, imagining that the ache in your heart matches his as he leans into your touch, letting out a breathy chuckle. he sighs, and his breath is warm against your chilled hands.

"besides, a couple kicks isn't gonna kill me. joker will have to try harder to take me out!", you give him a thumbs up, earning a more genuine laugh. "right, he'd have better luck by throwing a book at your head.", you gasp, "hey! i read, probably more than you, you ass!", "hm, you're right,", you cross your arms proud at your— "it'd have to be a calculus book. blunt force combined with your hatred of math? might have to arrange your funeral right now.", "HEY!"

you spend the evening like that, which soon falls into the night. the sun descends down the buildings outside the window, not returning. your sun, similarly grabs a blanket, covering himself with it as he sleeps in a chair at your bedside, holding your hand in his. you glance at him, and squeeze his hand ever so slightly. this is the man you want to marry, and joker better try his damn hardest to take you from him.

#unordinary arlo #unordinary #michixoxo #unordinary oneshot

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michixoxo · 11 days

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hey, hru? could u write a nsfw oneshot/scenario with arlo and reader (she/her,afab) like on a day where arlo IS horny pls? tysm♥️

hi! and ofc! thanks so much for being my first request lmao (tw. nsfw)

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you and arlo have been dating for a while now, a few months since you first confessed your feelings. even as you lay in his apartment, taking a day off school, it all still feels like a fever dream. you can barely remember the anxiety you felt the days leading up to your confession, wondering if someone like him would even give a second thought to someone like you. you're glad your worries were wrong, glad that he became one of the best boyfriends you've ever had, even with all his faults.

as you lounge on the couch, you hear the metal sound of the keys opening the door, a certain blond entering soon after. your blond. and doesn't it feel wonderful to say that? wonderful to say that this man, with furrowed eyebrows and a lasting scowl, is yours. however, your thought is merely fleeting as he collapses against the couch in front of you. he sighs, face flat between your thighs as he loops his arms around your leg to scratch at that sunshine like hair.

"something wrong?", you ask, tickled by his follicles on your bare skin. you were simply skipping school, so the thought of wearing pants, or even underwear, didn't seem all that important to you before, only throwing on one of his over-sized shirts. "when is something not wrong? i swear they're gonna kill me." he groans, eyes closed and tilting his head into the warmth of your thigh. he takes a sharp inhale, ready to rant, when he opens his eyes, long eyelashes fluttering open.

you have half the mind to be embarrassed as he stares, red flushed ears shining through golden locks. but unfortunately, your brain doesn't reach your pussy as it twitches and clenches under his stare. you have half the mind to be worried as he smirks, but instead you're undeniably wet.

"missed me?", cocky ass. "you wish. it was just hot in here. you payin' your bills, sweetheart?", you taunt, but his eyes barely move to face you. in fact, his hands roam on your skin, feeling cool on your heated, supple, plump flesh. "may I?", "may you what?", "well... don't make me say it...", his eyes move slowly from you to your pussy, then back up. its impossible to not know what he means.

its almost uncanny, is this really the same arlo you knew? the arlo that would barely ever initiate affection, not to even mention PDA. you guess he really has been stressed from everything going on at Wellston. you guess you wouldn't mind being his reprieve. you nod.

a small bump grows under the shirt as his blond head approaches your core. he starts with a small kiss on your clit, enough to get you blushing. then, his tongue slides across your slit, a lewd noise slipping out of you. you bob your head back, allowing him to continue with your supportive hand on his head.

he kisses, slurps, and practically eats you out with a firm hand on each of your thighs, holding you up while devouring every part of you. you grip onto the couch pillows as he sucks on your clit, whimpering with every suction of the bead of nerves. you barely notice the small puddle of saliva that builds beneath you, joking between strained moans, "what a messy eater...". you roll your eyes back, legs shaking involuntarily as you orgasm on his lips. you make out the familiar sounds of slurping as you squirt on his pretty face.

and a pretty face he is, as he ascends from below your legs like a saint exiled. staring down at you, with wettened lips and hair clinging onto his flushed skin. he breathes heavy with glazed eyes, glossy yet still so cocky, pride etched in every lash. sewn in the way he looks down at you. he leans down to kiss you, and you taste yourself on his tongue.

"you're good at this.", "i'm a man of many talents.", "ever thought about turning this into a profession? you might make a pretty penny y'know—?", "i only ever want to be your whore.", who is this and what has he done to arlo?

you're too stunned to speak as you notice his hands reaching down to his pants, palming at his growing erection. "may I?", "do you want to?", "mhm, mhm... can I, baby?", those baby blue eyes are fucking deceiving. deceiving as they look at you like you're the only person on earth. fuck, he's beautiful. the devil really isn't a little red man, now is he?

either way, your breath hitches as you lay your eyes on his hard dick. 8 inches? no, 9? its slender and veiny, reminding you of his lovely hands. his presses it against your slit, "is this okay? tell me if it hurts. i don't want to hurt you.", and you can see the truth in his eyes. you nod, smiling faintly at him as you bring your hands up to caress his face. he enters slowly, inch by inch. you can feel every corner of yourself being filled to the brim, him having to push, hard, just to make the entire thing fit. you feel as if your lungs are having air pushed out of them, exhaling only to breathe. you feel so—

"so full...!", you grunt, the thing, the entire thing, in you. "does it feel good, mon ange?", he huffs, taking off his uniform jacket and placing it on the edge of the couch. did you ever notice how good he looks in white? the room echos with the sounds of his slow thrusts, the squelching noise of your pussy acting as background vocals. you nod, only now processing his words. he laughs, in a tone that almost sounds condescending, though you're too fucked out to care.

he leans both his arms on the arm of the couch, using it as leverage to fuck into your raised hips with more force. he moves one of your legs onto his shoulders, the angle making you see stars as he goes harder, faster, harder, faster,

"tu es ma bonne petite salope, non? tu le prends si bien. oh, putain!", call yourself a francophile, but you'd be lying if the words didn't make you quiver on his dick. he smirks, the couch creaking with each of his thrusts. oh fuck. oh fuck, oh fuck oh fuckohfuckohfuckfuckfuck, "'m gonna cum, fuck!"

you go deaf and dumber as you cum, speared on his dick. a faint ringing sound and the sensation of his hips against yours are the only things that are able to pierce your fading consciousness. yet, you still are able to make out the image of the pretty blond on top of you, sweat dripping down his jaw.

"puis-je jouir en toi? ange?"

with barely a whisper, he slams and sputters, rolling his hips against your own. he cums inside you, a sweet drawn out moan escaping out of him. this calm, collected, cunning man cumming inside you, an alliteration that would probably get you banned from english class. but if that's what it takes for you to listen to him speaking french all day while fucking you senseless, so be it.

. . .

"babe...my dick...", he groans beneath you. you giggle slyly, arms around his neck and sitting on his dick, your boobs intentionally in his face. "what? don't like me cock warming you?", you say, smiling as you look down at him. he sighs, placing an absent hand on the curve of your ass and turning his head, your boobs placed gently on his cheek. "can't ever argue with you...", you giggle at him, his signature scowl returning ever so slowly. "after this, we're taking a bath.", you blink, "we?". he smirks, "what? you think i'm done with you?"

#unordinary #unordinary arlo #michixoxo #unordinary oneshot #unordinary 18+

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michixoxo · 15 days

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"𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚?"

what was vincent and rody's childhood like? (tw. unhealthy relationships)

Rody

his parents never had much, but they were happy, mostly.

they lived in a small townhouse in a nowhere part of France with nothing worth while.

his mother really loved his father. he doesn't remember a moment in his childhood where she wasn't doing something to please him. anything to please him.

from the small things, to giving him the first plate of fresh food, even against herself and rody. to begging on her knees for him not to leave, threatening to kill herself if he ever tried.

his father was as much an enabler in her desires as he was victim. taking advantage of just how much she dared to do for him, pushing her limits to the fence.

he wasn't as manipulative as it looked, he was closer to a normal man in a twisted situation than pure evil.

their actions definitely had an effect on rody. he'd say positive, but that's little more than a subconscious lie.

he sided with his mother mostly, that was just how you're supposed to love? if you weren't giving your all, then what were you giving at all? that's just how love is supposed to be.

but, he had a hard time making friends despite this. his "love" was as suffocating as it was self-destructive, giving his all took a lot, unfortunately.

his "friends" would easily get creeped out, unnerved by his unintentional love bombing.

he'd scoff, kicking rocks. what's up with them? it's like they don't even know what love is. dumbasses...

Vincent

he had neglectful parents and that's 99% of his problems.

his mother and father were already divorced so its not like they really wanted much to do with the product of their bad decisions anyway.

but alas, he was already there. and there was nothing more they could do about it than ignore him.

an introverted kid, he couldn't care less. a blossoming rebellious teenager, and no one to rebel against, he had free reign to do anything he liked. he picks up some bad habits.

however, his parents weren't necessarily bad. they paid for his university and made some effort to be closer to him once the bistro started.

he framed a photo of them near the beginning of the bistro, almost hopeful for a new start. they stopped calling, though, done with their charade, and it leaves vincent bitter till this day. rather than throw it out, he leaves the picture dusty, symbol of his resentment.

his parent's behavior stunted his social development. he had many instances where his peers were deathly afraid of him or would subtly bully him just to get a rise out of him, to no avail.

he only really made casual friends in culinary school. they were intelligent, from prestigious families, and not so emotionally involved where it would have to make vincent reciprocate. surface level and safe.

he lost his sense of taste back when he was a kid, barely old enough to remember it.

he was left alone in his father's mansion, wandering aimlessly. and... well... he tries to block it out at times, remembering the aching of his head as he slowly bled out. the head trauma was precise, so precise that it only took out his sense of taste.

his parents said he was lucky to still have his intellect, to still have his life. he thought he was lucky too. how naive.

#dead plate #dead plate rody #dead plate vincent #rody lamoree #vincent charbonneau #dead plate headcanons #michixoxo

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michixoxo · 15 days

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"𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙔/𝙉?"

the god-tiers first time with Y/N (nsfw)

Sera

she brings it up first after you both have been dating for around two months.

you're both just making out on the couch and, unlike the other times where you just eventually stop, it progresses until she's on top of you, breathing heavy.

she asks for consent more non-verbally, holding the hem of your shirt while looking at you with her glossy blue eyes. you nod, of course, and she pulls it up and over and off you.

soon, you're both in your birthday suits on top of your couch and it feels hotter in here even with nothing on.

she's not gentle, but she's also not rough. she's more dominant, but will gladly take any instruction you give her. this is as much her first time as it is yours, you're both learning and that's okay.

she's not overly nervous about it, having a more "it is what it is" attitude. after all, there's always time to improve.

moans a lot but not very loud. moans more because of impact than whether or not she's feeling good. loves to hear you moan though, it makes her feel proud and like she's doing something right.

after you're done, she's not exactly the best in aftercare. either she falls asleep immediately after or is already too exhausted to do anything else. however, if she's up to it, she'll grab a damp towel and wipe you both down until you're not sweaty and sticky anymore.

you both play video games while she teases you with dumb one-liners like "geek in the streets, freak in the sheets" that leave you both flustered and annoyed.

John

you bring it up first after dating for about three months.

like you're playing games in his room and you make a sexual joke and instead of laughing it off or making another, he just chuckles slightly and blushes.

you, being John's s/o, instantly start making fun of him, egging him on with even dirtier jokes, some just blatant sexual comments.

climbing on top him and caressing his reddened face, you both begin making out. roaming hands feel hot on soft skin as you take off his shirt.

he's so inexperienced, he has no idea what to do and is freaking out about it internally. he wants his first time with you to be perfect, so, in attempt to be "perfect", he ends up making a bunch of mistakes.

if you're afab, it takes him like two minutes to find the hole, even as you try and guide him into it. if you're amab, he keeps accidentally scraping his teeth on your tip or forgets that he's actually supposed to use lube which... isn't the best to say the least.

either way, when he starts loosening up, its obviously very enjoyable. he talks you all the way through it and is extra loud for your first time. his moans fill up your ears, colliding just seconds after his breathy little whimpers.

his aftercare is pretty good honestly, he's not too tired and will get up and run you both a nice shower. you'll both then cuddle up together and fall asleep together.

Arlo

you bring it up after like six months.

he's not horny at all, and it drives you crazy. so, in desperation, you start taking it to the extremes. you flaunt around in his apartment in nothing but his over-sized shirts, bending down a little more than normal. other than a few glancing looks, he does nothing.

eventually, after a long day of school, spent looking at him with the impurest of thoughts, once you finally get to his apartment, you immediately kiss him.

arlo: what was that for? not like i'm complaining-

y/n: lets fuck

arlo: what.

its all a blur until you realize that all your clothes are off and he's pinning you to his bed with nothing but a hold on your wrists.

even though he's not as nervous, nor inexperienced, as john, he's slightly awkward with his movements and how he handles you. preferring you to be on top than him.

he's just deathly afraid of hurting you. his passive has no exceptions and the possibility of injuring you accidentally is very, very real. so, he allows you most of the control. most.

big dick energy and the big dick to back it up. you will not be walking for the next 4-7 business days and when you do it'll be like looking at a newborn gazelle.

he's more non-verbal, but if he feels extra good then a few rare moans will slip out, to your joy and his absolute embarrassment.

10/10 aftercare king. he'll get up, run a hot bath for you, make a small snack, and then you'll both cuddle up on his bed and watch movies until you fall asleep.

#unordinary #unordinary seraphina #unordinary john #unordinary arlo #unordinary headcanons #michixoxo

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michixoxo · 16 days

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"𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮?"

what is the unO main cast's ethnicity's and sexualities?

Sera

bi queen

the head of the bisexuals actually

perfect arc sera probably had a hint that she liked girls but shoved it so down into her soul that pretty much no one would've guessed

she probably tried forcing herself to like arlo but that lasted for like 30 minutes at best...

during cripple john, she probably didn't really care about her sexuality, only being able to finally admit she liked girls.

she's not in the closet anymore really, she just doesn't tell anyone about it unless they specifically ask.

she's never brought up anything sexuality related with her parents. leilah did once and it didn't go over very smoothly.

her childhood gay awakening was shego from kim possible

she's russian but lived in the U.S. for her entire life

she doesn't speak the language but can understand certain common words and learned multiple swear words from leilah when they were kids

John

omnisexual brat

he never really cared about the genders of people he liked

he'd just see someone and think they were hot, regardless of what they presented themselves as.

though, i think his kryptonite is most definitely boobs

he blushes pretty much whenever a pretty girl talks to him

when he was younger he had the teenest, tinest crush on zirian for like two months or so

but it quickly went out the window once he dethroned him

he also may have a thing for people stronger than him, both ability wise and physical wise

he was never really in the closet so to speak, he once asked his dad if it was normal to like both guys and girls and william was the most supportive dad ever about it all

he makes jokes that make it obvious he likes guys as well, but he'll only specifically state his sexuality when asked about it.

his childhood gay awakening was shang from Mulan.

he's half-german half-american, at least thats what his dad tells him

he only really considers himself american since he doesn't know his mom

william tried both learning german himself and teaching it to john but john got bored so fast that it was a complete waste of time

like sera, he knows a few swear words and will just shout them out randomly

Arlo

bi king

so far into the closet its actually insane

at least he's well dressed (unlike a certain joker cough cough)

he definitely didn't understand anything about being gay or whatever. his parents aren't too conservative but they definitely didn't teach nor tell him anything about same sex love, and not in a positive light anyway.

he barely had any girl crushes and almost never any guy crushes, so he didn't even think about his sexuality at all.

until he entered wellston and became a little too involved with a certain blue haired king (fly high rei)

he gay panicked so hard the first time he saw rei without a shirt on, like his entire body malfunctioned and started convulsing.

till tomorrow, he'll never come out. he might have some internalized homophobia and be concerned about how the people closest to him might view him, especially his aunt.

the closet is sealed shut and bulletproof at this point

his childhood gay awakening was both aladdin and prince eric

he's french and has all the audacity of a parisian

he speaks the language pretty fluently already and takes french class at wellston for the easy grade.

he lived in Paris until he was 7 and learned to suppress his accent a lot, though it comes out whenever he's extremely pissed.

he just screams in a raspy parisian accent and its either extremely hot or viscerally terrifying depending on who you ask

Remi

pansexual girlboss

she loves everyone with no preference at all

shes always just been really non-judgemental about everything and so kind

"omg he's so cute! wait he's non-binary? omg they're so cute!"

like John, she'd just see someone and think they were cute, regardless of their gender

she remembers having her first crush on a girl at 13.

remi: mom, can i start dating yet?

mama lightning: ABSOLUTELY NOT! no boys until you're 30!

remi: ...well do I have news for you

speaking of girl crushes, I think the wellston lesbians love her. like, she's friendly, pretty, and strong to the point where its intimidating but not absolutely terrifying.

evie probably wrote fanfics about her and posted them on ao3

this sweetiepie also might've had a crush on perfect arc seraphina for about a month, but she quickly got over it once she saw just how different their idealogies and personalities were.

her childhood gay awakening was calhoun from wreck it ralph

her parents are both canadians and she made trips to both vancouver and quebec to visit family very regularly.

she picked up a little quebecois and tried speaking it to arlo. she still remembers the absolute look of disdain he gave her.

Blyke

demisexual malewife

he never felt anything like love at first sight, even towards remi

it takes a lot for him to begin liking someone, even platonically. he isn't the nicest guy and wasn't all that interested in making many friends, especially very surface level ones.

that said, he didn't really think much of it. his sexuality wasn't ever really on his mind.

it wasn't until remi that he knew what it meant to really, truly like someone. from the way they blinked to the way they breathed.

it was like his eyes were opened for the first time in a long, long while.

that said, he was low-key kinda afraid to tell his mom about it.

he just didn't want it to change anything, didn't know if it was important enough that he should even waste his time on telling her.

but when he did finally, it didn't go how he expected.

blyke: mom, I think I'm like, demisexual... or something...

blyke's mom: demisexual and still can't get a boyfriend nor a girlfriend? bless your heart

blyke: that's not even what it's.... y'know what? idk why I bother

his childhood gay awakening was Danny from Danny phantom

WHAT THE FUCK IS A KILOMETER?!?!? 🦅🦅🦅

american born and raised in the mid-west

he was really confused the first time isen came over to his dorm and blyke slapped his hands on his knees and said "welp, guess it getting past my bedtime." and the dumbass responded with "it's like 7:00, are you a child?"

he then reverted to saying get the fuck out

Isen

queer prick

the most non-committal person to ever exist

went on a tangent about how "gender and sexuality constructs make people feel inclined to label themselves as something to fit into the boxes society sets up for them-"

blyke started fake snoring just to piss him off.

he's out of the closet only to his close friends like remi and blyke

his parents are conservative so he pretty much assumes that they wouldn't support him.

he isn't as upset about it as he was when he first figured it out, he guesses that's just how the world works, and he got the short end of a straw.

he's gay panic personified. he kinda thought arlo was hot after the fork incident, but it multiplied by like 100x when his growth spurt hit.

he's equal parts terrified and equal parts enamored.

same thing with cecile, there's no way he didn't show up to the press club on his first day, get absolutely berated by cecile for a shit article he showed her, and then came back for more the next day.

for some reason I always saw him as latino.

like he'd just randomly start cursing people (arlo) under his breath in spanish.

blyke will ask him for notes and he'll say okay just to write it all in spanish.

blyke: what the fuck is this dude. you fucking know I cant understand this shit

isen: sounds like a skill issue

#unordinary headcanons #unordinary seraphina #unordinary john #unordinary arlo #unordinary remi #unordinary blyke #unordinary isen #unordinary hcs #michixoxo #unordinary webtoon

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michixoxo · 17 days

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"𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚?" ANGST

what was the god-tier's childhood like? (tw. child abuse, violent bullying)

Seraphina

we've seen seraphina's childhood so there's not much to expand on

her parents were obviously very strict, expecting the best from her and leilah in every aspect.

however, her parents weren't perfect themselves. her father is extremely absent to the point where seraphina wasn't able to consistently recognize his face until she was like 9 or so.

her mom needs a glass of wine to make it through the day and seraphina once drank a cup when she was younger, passing out a few hours later. only a vision of leilah's hazy face taking care of her reminds her of this moment.

her parents didn't enforce corporal punishment, using psychological means to make leilah and her obedient.

she remembers being locked in dark closets and empty rooms for long periods of time, being denied breakfast, lunch, and only given a small dinner.

John

like sera, we've seen most of his childhood.

but unlike sera's, his home life wasn't bad at all.

his dad was amazing and very involved with John's life and well-being. he taught him to fight and about the dangers of being a cripple without making him feel inferior.

but his classmates made up for that. without anything better to do, they practiced violent and humiliating actions on him as he had no power to do anything about it.

three of his classmates once held him down and burned him with matchsticks on his arms and legs. that memory still lingers at the back of his head today.

of course, we already know what happened once he gained his powers.

Arlo

his parents absolutely used corporal punishment.

ranging from backhanded slaps from his mother or full on beatings from his father, the physical punishment was most definitely effective as it was harmful. not only in behavior, but also in strengthening his ability.

emotions were never allowed in his household. even happiness was frowned upon if it was 1. unnecessary or 2. excessive. his mother would smack him if he cried, scowling at him for the behavior.

he's no stranger to comments like "I'll give you something to cry about." and "what are you crying about? I didn't even hit you that hard."

his lack of emotions compared to other children his age led to him not being able to make friends until middle school (holden) and severe developmental setbacks in his social skills.

he remembers not being able to speak for two days after crying "excessively" once he stubbed his toe. when he did finally speak, he was hit by a ruler by his mother to "make her point"

#unordinary arlo #unordinary john #unordinary seraphina #unordinary headcanons #unordinary #michixoxo #unordinary hcs

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"𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨/𝙤?"

how would the main male cast like to be treated by their s/o?

John

with understanding and compassion

the only way he could really be in love with his s/o is if they didn't judge him for who he is or what he's done in the past.

cripple arc john would appreciate his s/o to not be ashamed of his power level (or the one he's masquerading as anyway) more than just being a turn off, it would make him upset to see that you're just like the rest of them. self-centered and vain.

king john only wants one thing. your loyalty. and is that too much to ask?

don't speak to sera. don't speak to remi, blyke or isen. and don't you dare even look in arlo's direction. fool me once, shame on you. fool me twice, shame on me. john's been betrayed twice already, and he'll be striked down by a lightning bolt before he ever gives you the opportunity.

Arlo

honestly, he low-key wants to be babied.

like strong, responsible, accountable, and strong as hell arlo would love nothing more than be able to unwind with his s/o in his apartment and take a nap on their lap.

if he's comfortable enough with you then even the way he talks will be different. reverting to a softer, warmer tone of voice than his usual one.

he'll look up at you with his pretty blue eyes and say some shit like "can i lay on your lap?" with the sweetest most sleepy voice and be dead serious

he's always been seen as the one to take care of everyone so if you even do something small like bring him lunch for school he'll be absolutely overjoyed.

though his resting bitch face won't allow you to notice.

Blyke

he'd never tell you this but his ego definitely likes to be stroked

make the mistake of telling him he looks nice and it'll be ringing in his head all day and night.

he also blushes very easily so it isn't hard to figure this out.

maybe you start to use this to your advantage, calling him so handsome and strong while holding onto his arm and batting your eyes. he'll turn to puddy in your hand.

its only until after he does what you want that he snaps out of it, berating his brain for melting into absolute goo for you.

but in a way, he kinda loves it.

especially if you praise him afterwards with your pretty smile. then its more than okay.

Isen

you're his partner in crime.

you're the once he goes to when he needs help with the press club, schoolwork, etc.

so, he'd want you to not only be down for anything but also be generous with your time and energy.

he knows he's not the easiest partner but he's also not the worst

i mean, have you seen the other options? your pickings are slim.

he'd want to be able to share anything and everything with you without worrying if you'd break his trust or get upset at him depending on the information.

you guys probably spend saturdays in his dorm where he just gossips about everything he's heard this week while you file his nails with face masks and cucumbers on.

#unordinary john #unordinary arlo #unordinary headcanons #unordinary blyke #unordinary #unordinary isen #michixoxo

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"𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨/𝙤?"

how would unO main cast boys (arlo, john, blyke, isen) treat their s/o?

John

i don't think you know how much he loves you.

you are his whole WORLD and he'd give anything to be with you

he's definitely bordering on clingy, always wanting to be near you but understanding if that can't always happen (though he pouts and mopes)

then again, he also depends on you for a lot of his happiness and emotional stability.

his mood swings like a pendulum based on your every action. even more so during king John era. he tries not to make you worry but his anger is inevitable and he'd end up lashing out on you.

yet, in his heart, he wants the best for you. he holds you high up onto a pedestal and has a lot of respect for you.

during his cripple arc, many people would also target you by association based on if you were weaker than them, and the low tiers definitely mocked your relationship.

he put on a nonchalant face for you but became deeply insecure about how you felt about it. whether or not he was lying didn't matter if you thought it was true.

he contemplated if he should be honest with you. however, he stalls long enough that eventually, when you tell him that you're not bothered by it, all his anxiety washes away.

has he said how much he loves you?

overall, he'd never be the best boyfriend, but as long as his mentality is okay, then he strives to be.

Arlo

MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

the students of Wellston joke and whisper about how different he is to you than everyone else.

"favoritism at its finest"

he doesn't think he's that much different really. all he does is walk you to class, help you do your homework, write notes for you, save you the triple chocolate cake-

okay, maybe he's a little different.

he definitely thinks that love is conditional. so, he tries to maintain his usefulness as a boyfriend by doing things for you. not like he minds, but its much less out of the goodness of his heart than you think it is.

still he tries! if you're weaker than him then everyone already knows that you're off limits with any type of bullying or violence against you. you're "his", and that makes his heart flutter more than he likes to admit.

not unsurprisingly, you're not immune to his negative traits.

there will be times where he'll lie to you for his best interest. you might ask him to be gentler to Wellston's opponents during turf wars and he'll say "okay", only for you to find out that all the opponents got hospitalized.

he doesn't lie to hurt you, in fact, he lies in order to keep from upsetting you. he isn't that emotionally in tune but he knows when something he does will impact you. so, isn't he just sparing you?

overall, he's very protective over you. not the best boyfriend, but investing in a lie detector might prove more useful than actually expecting him to communicate effectively.

Blyke

absolute cutie patootie

boy next door vibes straight away

you guys probably placed cutest couple in some not-so-secret school wide vote. and how could you not?

you guys are always next to each other, but not enough to be annoying to everyone else. the "conjoined at the hip" and "where's your other half" are everyone's first sentence once they notice you both aren't together.

and he's so soft towards you. like he'll look at you and just smile, basking in your presence. when he says he'll do anything for you, he means it, and you know he does.

he'd like to take you out to different places, all very casual. having a gym date or a picnic is one of the many activities you two do together.

that said, insecurity is an evil, ugly thing.

you know deep down that no matter how long you stay by his side, there's no way you'll ever be apart of "The Trio", four's a crowd if you couldn't already tell by the secret inside jokes they whisper around each other or how they disappear at night randomly and only are back in the dawn of the morning.

once you find out about the vigilante stuff, you are tempted to tell him to stop, that he's risking his life. but you know that it's only an ultimatum, "me, or them?". an ultimatum you're destined to lose.

so, you stay quiet. and he does too. because you know, he knows. and he knows, if it ever came down to it, what he'd chose.

overall, there isn't a fault to be found with this cutie pie. he's cute, you're cute, and together, you're the cutest. so, stay in your place, wouldn't want to ruin anything now would you?

Isen

look at him. look. LOOK AT HIM RIGHT NOW

yall are so annoying together its actually insane.

like you both compliment each other so well that its like having two isens all the time, always making sarcastic comments and unhelpful tidbits.

you know-it-alls are the schools worst nightmare. if you're in the press club as well then everyone is always on high alert. they never know when one of you might catch them red-handed and then plaster it on every wall of the school, ruining their reputation, getting them expelled, taking their health insurance away-

but when you're alone, you guys are each other's best friends. he'd be really comfortable being vulnerable with you and telling you secrets, he'd trust you a lot and you'd be his biggest confidant.

which is great until arlo wants to know something and diverts his wrath onto you instead

depending on how strong you are, you aren't really that afraid of arlo or john which leads to moments where he's hiding behind you while you stare up at the two god-tiers.

but, despite it all, you face the same struggles as blyke's s/o

no matter how much you mean to him, it will always pale in comparison to what they mean to him. he might tell you about the vigilante stuff first, though only after mounting pressure.

before you can even get a word out, he yells that he won't stop, that he can't leave them alone. you wonder, "you can't leave them but you can with me?"

maybe you argue, maybe you don't, but he's made his choice.

overall, you're both insufferable. but you're insufferable together, and that's all that matters right? he loves you, so don't give him a reason not to.

#michixoxo #unOrdnary #unordinary arlo #unordinary john #unordinary #unordinary blyke #unordinary isen #unordinary headcanons #headcanons #unordinary hcs #unordinary x reader

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