#'do vegetables actually make me taller

[javispunk]

I can’t protect you

Summary: After a week car ride over the state with Joel, you both decide to settle for a night at the forest. You didn’t like the idea, but Joel convinced you otherwise. He didn’t make the right choice and blames himself for what might have happened, but you know how to calm him down.

Pairing: Joel Miller x fem!reader (no relationship established).

Content/Warnings: +18 SMUT (minors please don’t interact!) unprotected sex (p in v), violence (mention of use of guns and straight up violence - Joel beating the shit out of everyone), mention of rape.

Notes: Excuse any mistake, as english is not my first language. If you have any requests you’d like me to write please let me know! Comments and reblogs are always appreciated (let me know what you think!). Thank you for the support!

“Are you sure this is the right way?” You asked worried. “It’s just that we’ve been driving for hours and it all looks the same to me.”

“Yes, don’t worry.” Joel returned. “We’ll make a turn soon.”

Your relationship with Joel wasn’t very straightforward. You never got too close, but could keep an interesting conversation if you wanted to or if you needed to. You were friends. You held that title with caution, noticing he most of the times kept everything to himself and didn’t really talk much of his past. Which is understandable. He was never once rude to you in any way, but he also didn’t really shot you smiles or tried to make you laugh. You were just kind of there, with each other. Your presence made noticed by each other but never too invading. Never too close.

You noticed Joel turning left into a path that was clear from any type of vegetation. Soon enough you saw a forest.

“Joel.” You began. “What are you doing?”

You saw him grip the steering wheel to complete his turn. “We have to stop, it’s already dark out.”

You looked at him with apprehension. Sleep in the woods? Alone?

“Do you think that’s a good idea? I mean, sleep in the actual woods?” Your voice was somewhat just a whisper.

He looked at you, his eyes trying to find the reasoning on your mind to stop him from doing this. “What about it? There’s not any type of civilization for the next hundred miles, we have to sleep somewhere. The forest is safer than on the side of the road.”

“Joel, I don’t know…” you continued.

You averted your gaze on the trees that became taller as you approached them together still inside the car. It soon came to a stop, as Joel pressed the brakes gently.

“I know it’s not ideal, but it’s all we got right now.” His eyes showed empathy, searching in your face for a sign of relief or understanding.

“Well, yeah I know. It’s just that it’s so… exposed. I feel super exposed out here. What if clickers appear?” You protested, fear beginning to show up in your voice.

“Clickers are not a problem here. We’re so isolated. They won’t come.” He assured you. You looked at him for a few seconds, hoping he’d listen to you. “Either way, clickers won’t be our worst problem.” The air got heavy as he spoke. Your expression got more deep with fear. When Joel noticed, he gave you a quick smile and spoke once again. “I’ll go grab the sleeping bags and put them outside.”

“Outside?” Your voice higher than usual.

His face serious and surprised. “Yes, outside.”

“I’ll stay in the car if that’s okay.” You grabbed your jacket to cover yourself with it.

“No no, you’ll freeze to death. We have to make a fire outside.”

You didn’t even consider that option. “I’ll be fine.”

“Absolutely not. Cmon, help me get our things please.”

You watched him get off of the car quickly. You took longer, as you looked outside your window and tried to look in between the tall slim trees that dominated the space. This was unfamiliar. You could only imagine dozens of clickers running in your direction in the middle of the night. Your gaze then followed Joel, who passed your window with two sleeping bags on his arms and his shotgun on his back. You jumped out of the car, bringing all of the blankets you had, as well as both of your jackets.

Once you approached Joel, you handed him his. “Thank you.” He smiled.

You kept your eyes on him longer than usual while he put it on, his smile captivating you, as it was not shown easily. He quickly grabbed his own sleeping bag, while you copied him, trying to seem like you knew what you were doing.

You never really did camping before the world went to shit. You watched him unfold his sleeping bag, hoping he would not notice how unfamiliar you were with your surroundings.

“We should start that fire.” His voice broke the silence.

You kept looking at him, until after a few seconds, his eyes darted at you, watching you carefully.

“Oh you want me to-“ you started, before he interrupted you.

“Only if you want to.” He stopped making his bed for a second.

You shifted in your place. “No no, I’ll do it. You keep doing that.” You gestured.

You didn’t know how to start a fire. You didn’t even know where to begin with. You stood still, looking around you and evaluating what branches you’d grab first. Your body frozen in place.

You saw him look you up, body crouched on the floor, arms supported on his bent legs. “You know how to start a fire?” His voice serious as ever, even though it didn’t announce a condescending tone.

Your eyes met his, asking for help. “I don’t…” you started. “I never really got to do this before-”

“That’s alright, you don’t need to explain.” His body ascending from the floor, after leaving his sleeping bag unattended.

“Well… what can I do?” You asked, hands folded in front of your stomach.

“You can rest if you want to.”

“I must do something, Joel.” You insisted.

His hands grabbing bigger pieces of wood that he found near by, holding them between his torso and underarm. “You can prepare the sleeping bags. Or you can make coffee.”

“That I can do.” Your shy smile making his resurface.

You had a soft spot for Joel, you always had. Since you laid eyes on him. He was attractive, yes. And he was caring, always. But he never really gave you the opportunity to open up in his presence. You guys were just sort of there, hoping to keep company to each other. Nothing ever happened, besides the occasional glances or the longing stares out of the blue. Joel was a little bit older than you, that wasn’t really a problem for you but the thought occurred to you that maybe it was an impediment for him. Maybe he’d like a more mature woman, his actual age. Sometimes you’d think about it, but rapidly shoved the thought out of your head. It was somewhat absurd.

You put the water to boil, hoping the time would go faster. You just wanted this night to go quick.

When you were done with preparing the drink, you quickly realised Joel had taken care of basically everything else. Your sleeping bags were ready to be used - each one at a safe distance from the other - and the fire was already beginning to gain force. Joel even brought some logs for you guys to sit around the fire.

You grabbed a mug full of coffee and brought it to him. “Thank you.” His face lit up by the yellowy orange fire. “You’re not gonna drink some?” He asked.

You shook your head. “I’m okay.” If you drank coffee it would just leave you more restless.

“You can go sleep if you want to. I’ll stay in watch duty, I can wake you when it’s your turn.” He adjusted the riffle on his back before taking another sip of his coffee.

“You don’t mind?” Your voice sounded like of a child scared of the dark. You were tired, so you could use the rest.

He shook his head, assuring you. You slipped into your designated sleeping bag still in your outside clothes, there was no such thing as pyjamas. You closed your eyes and started to drift off slowly.

Needless was to say your sleep didn’t last long. The overwhelming fear of being in an unknown place, of being not completely alone but just with Joel’s presence, no kind of community that can guide you or protect you in some way. The fear of not being able to save yourself from whatever might attack you. Either clickers or men. The thought didn’t occur to you until Joel mentioned it earlier, but clickers really weren’t your worst problem. There could be men scavenging unknown or uncivilised lands, hoping to find whatever they wanted, either food or arming. You began to roll in place, inside the warmth of your sleeping bag, but not even that made you comfortable enough to close your eyes. Once you faced Joel’s direction still wrapped on the blankets, you saw his back to you, on his feet, noticing his always present stance while holding his shotgun.

Your eyebrows furrowed in strangeness. You carefully, slowly got up, but Joel still managed to look your way.

“Do you wanna rest now?” Your tired voice broke the silence.

“No, I’m okay. The coffee’s helping.” He pointed to the half empty mug on the floor.

“I made sure to make it strong.” You smiled.

“Thank you.”

“But seriously.” You interrupted him. “Go rest, I’ll watch now. I can’t sleep either way.” You gestured for him to give you the rifle.

He shook his head, hoping you’d give in.

“C’mon Joel. I can work a shotgun.” You half laughed at his gesture.

“I know you can, I just don’t want you to. Go sleep.” His voice deep as ever.

“The fire is going out, and God knows I can’t do nothing about that.” You nonchalantly pointed at the crackling a few feet away from you. “Someone has to hold the gun.” You put your hand out.

Joel looked you in the eye dead serious before breaking a smile. “You’re insufferable.” He walked over to you, placing the gun harness over your head, you adjusting it to your size. “There you go.”

“Thank you, sir.” You jokingly stated.

You saw Joel crouch on the floor, working on the fire as it grew bigger and smoke made it’s way up through the tall trees.

“It should be good for another 3 hours or so-”

“Now sleep.” You ordered.

“I’m not gonna leave you here while I sleep.” He said while he kept gathering logs of wood.

“Shh.” You ordered once again.

“No, honestly, give me the gun-” you interrupted him again.

“No, shut the fuck up. Did you hear that?” Dead silence followed your question.

Joel looked at his surroundings with worried eyes, before a voice made itself known.

“Hello, hi!” A man appeared from behind the slim trees, his hands in the air over his head. Joel rapidly got closer to you, positioning his body almost in front of yours. You moved away from him, immediately pointing the shotgun to the man’s chest. “You can put the gun down, honey.”

Your eyes stayed still on the man’s face, not moving a muscle.

Joel’s voice sounded rispid. “What do you want?”

The man looked at him with apprehension. “I’ve been walking alone for a few weeks now, I don’t have anything on me. I haven’t eaten or drunk a single drop of water in two days.” His left hand moved to his stomach, resting there for a few seconds before moving back to the air.

“We have nothing to give you.” Joel’s voice came out cruel.

“Joel…” you spoke softly next to him, trying to attend to his empathy. You had water you could give the man, it wouldn’t really make a difference to both of you.

The man shifted his look between the both of you, giving Joel more attention. “Please.” He begged. “If you have anything… “ he stuttered. “I’ll take anything you can give me.”

Joel looked over at you before leaving your side and grabbing a tin of water from the car. He walked slowly, trying to evaluate the man’s facial expressions and actions. He stayed still most of the time, out of fear you thought. You looked over at Joel purposely slowing down his pace. After abruptly putting the gun down on the floor, you reached over to him, grabbing the water yourself. You wouldn’t deny anyone a single drop of water. Joel called out your name once you left his side. You ignored him and approached the man, extending your arm in his direction, still careful to not drop your guard down. You watched the man’s right hand approach the tin, but quickly passing over it, rapidly grabbing your wrist. Your arm came next. What happened next unraveled in a matter of seconds.

Joel shouted your name next to the car, quickly running to your aid. You called his name back. All of a sudden you heard gunshots coming from behind the trees. You saw Joel grab the gun from the floor and point it immediately to the man grabbing you from the back now.

“Shoot him, not fucking her!” The man shouted.

Two other men appeared from the dark, you imagined still not getting close enough for Joel to fully see their figure. You saw Joel aim the gun to one of the man behind you. You couldn’t see them, and you just felt the hands of the man grabbing you so you wouldn’t run away. You saw Joel fire one bullet, hoping he did some damage. He then moved the shotgun over your head, fixating his aim over your right shoulder.

“Let go of her.” Joel’s voice was deeper than you ever heard it.

“You already killed one of my men. I’ll forget that, I’ll give you all my munition, if you let me have her.”

“What the fuck is your problem?” You shouted in his arms, struggling to let loose.

“I have a gun pointing at your head.” The man spoke directly to Joel, ignoring you. “He won’t hesitate to kill you if you resist.”

“That makes two of us.” Joel didn’t move a muscle, shifting his gaze from you and the man behind the trees. “Let go of her.” He repeated louder.

The man’s hands were glued to your body. The look of disgust in Joel’s face made you stay still. “Not happening, man.” The man spit.

Joel shot once again at the trees. Another shot came back almost at the same time from the woods. You gasped as you heard it passing your side and missing Joel by a few feet. “I’m gonna blow your fucking brains off if you don’t get your filthy hands off her!”

“This can’t be your daughter, but she’s too young for you anyway.” You heard the man’s gutural laugh behind your head. “Last chance, or he kills you. After that we can do anything we want with her.” As soon as you saw Joel aim at the man in the back trees, you heard the man shout once again. “For fuck’s sake, shoot him!”

But Joel had him in his aim for longer than that. A bullet came sprinting on your direction, going over your head at full speed. Almost immediately you saw Joel throw the shotgun on the floor with a thud and fasten his pace in your direction. The man let go of you once he realized he was outnumbered and alone, beginning to turn away, but Joel grabbed him by the arm, not letting him go. You got away from the scene, but still couldn’t avert your gaze from it.

“Get inside the car.” Joel spoke as he put the man on the floor underneath him.

The look on Joel’s eyes was dark and almost animalistic. “Joel… just shoot him or something.”

You saw him shake his head to the sides, while always looking at the floor. “No, not this one.” The man underneath him struggled to keep a stead breath, beginning to cry and beg for his life. “Go to the car, please.” His voice became soft again.

You couldn’t even stand there one more minute seeing his expression of disgust mixed with sadness. You turned away and got to the backseat of the car, closing the doors, locking them. You didn’t want to look, but there was no way of just ignoring the fact that Joel was dragging this man out into the woods by his collar. He never once looked back until he disappeared into the darkness. But you kept hearing the man’s screams after, even if he was out of your sight. You put both of your hands on each side of your head, covering your ears. Tears came rolling down your cheeks. Joel hurting or killing someone was not something you haven’t imagined or seen before, but the idea of him doing it with his own bare hands was animalistic and cruel. Not that the man didn’t deserve it, but it felt too much for you to even imagine. A few minutes passed and the screams became to a stop. Not long after, you saw Joel emerge from the trees. His head was down, only looking up inside the car once, before he grabbed the tin of water to wash his bloody hands. He supported them on his hips for a second, always looking down.

You saw him approach the car, opening the door slowly. You saw his figure, dark and tall, blood on his jacket, and some on his shirt. He got inside the car next to you, closing the door behind him as he whispered your name before starting his speech. “Are you okay?” He paused as he analyzed you. “I’m so sorry.” His voice was low, his eyes soft. “I shouldn’t have stopped here. I should have kept driving all the way through the night.” A single tear falling from his eye. Your eyes widened at the sight of him. He turned his back to you for a few seconds after repeating the same words over and over, in a soft tone. “I can’t protect you.”

You grabbed his hand while he wasn’t looking at you. “That’s all you ever did.” His gaze immediately on you, taking in those six words. With your eyes fixed on his, both your hands flew to each side of his face, smearing that tear away from it. “I’m alright.”

His eyes moving from your eyes to your lips. You followed his lead, doing the same. That was enough for him, connecting his mouth to yours. It was the gentlest kiss you’ve ever received in your life, tasting the salty tear on his lips. With both your hands still touching, he grabbed yours placing it on his shoulder, while you adjusted yourself in your seat. Joel didn’t break the kiss, he would never. The silent ambience of the night, with only your mouths making their love known, sounds echoed inside the car, putting you in a trance for him. The desire you had of him only unraveling now with such force. You rapidly straddled him without much thought, his hands holding your waist automatically, even though your skins never touched one another before. His back supported by the seat, his head on the head-rester. Your body over his. When you two gathered for air you heard his voice in a whisper.

“Is this okay?”

“Yes, Joel.” You closed the gap between the both of you, before taking his jacket off and throwing it to the floor of the car.

His body followed yours as you took your shirt off over your head. You were hungry for human touch. His touch. His eyes plastered on your figure before kissing your neck and chest softly. Your breast between his hands, as he kept sucking on your skin dearly. You tugged at his shirt so he would take it off, his pants following your request quickly. You did the same to yours, your underwear coming off at the same time. You looked down at the bulge in his boxers. Fuck, he was big. You were quick to take him out on your hand, adjusting him at your entrance. His breath was shaky, feeling your hand around his hard cock, ready to receive your warmth and wetness. The sounds you both made once he disappeared inside you were animalistic. He stretched you so good you thought you would burst.

“Fuck.” Joel began, his head thrown back at the sight of you starting to move on his length.

His hands carefully holding your bare back, crossing his arms to hold you closer to him. You question how his hands could kill a man, and the next minute be so gentle on your skin and flesh, how his caresses made your head go dizzy. The angle was perfect, his cock hitting the deepest spot inside you. You haven’t felt that in years. Your body moving up and down on him, throwing your head back as he whispered sweet nothings. “So fucking beautiful. So fucking perfect.”

“You feel so good, Joel.” You replied, once you felt your walls tighten against his length.

His thrusts, his hands, his words, were all so very gentle.

“Faster.” You requested.

Your words intoxicating his mind. As he fasten his pace, the whimpers that escaped your mouth made his eyes roll to the back of his head.

“I can’t-“ he interrupted you.

“I know, I know, baby.” He paused as he gathered himself. “Cum on me.”

His words were enough to take you through the edge. With your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your hands supported behind his neck, you felt the tight knot on your stomach release, and as you rode your high on his length, you felt his warm seed shoot up and spread itself inside you, helping with the lubrification on your last thrusts.

You opened your eyes and immediately saw Joel’s on you. Your body fell on top of his, the pressure of you over his body making him smile and chuckle to himself.

“Don’t ever leave me.” Joel’s voice was still deep with lust, but his eyes told you he meant it far more than that.

“Keep protecting me, and I’ll be fine.” You smiled.

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[beanghostprincess]

The Strawhats go to Syrup Village when their adventure ends because they want to say hi and thank everyone they've met along the way. Luffy misses his old friends! And Usopp, of course, wants to see the Usopp pirates and... And Kaya. Kaya, mostly. They were dating before Usopp joined the crew and when Usopp started having feelings for Sanji, he sent a letter to her asking if she was fine with that being a thing. And of course, she said yes, because Sanji seemed like such a nice gentleman and if he made Usopp happy then she was happy too. But he hadn't taken into consideration how nervous Sanji would be meeting her. Which, you know, understandable. Meeting your boyfriend's girlfriend. Something totally, uh, normal for Sanji's little mind who had to have a whole crisis for two years about his sexuality and relationships. But you know, it's okay, because it's Kaya. So everything will be fine.

And it surprisingly goes great! Well, surprisingly for Sanji. Usopp knew it would be okay! Obviously!

They encounter the kids first, and they're- They're older and it makes Usopp feel old too. Because what the hell. They're taller and they look almost like teenagers and it's making his heart melt. God, he has missed them so much. They go running to him and asking questions and hugging him and Usopp doesn't think he can take this much happiness, really. He keeps bragging about his cool, awesome, powerful crew and bounty and says that he'll tell them all their adventures later. Piiman directly asks "So, which one of them is your boyfriend?!" and Usopp freezes because "How do you know I have a-" and Tamanegi jumps in like, "Kaya told us!" and Usopp obviously can't be surprised at that. Or mad. He wrote the letters for the kids too, after all. So while the crew waits there watching it all happen, Usopp tells Sanji to come with him and meet the three idiots he had for a crew. And Sanji knows them, of course. He takes a drag of his cigarette, stares at them, and instantly goes "Ninjin, Piiman, Tamanegi" pointing at all of them correctly. They're astonished, but before they can say anything, Sanji squints his eyes at them "I remember because you look like vegetables-" / (Usopp): Ooookay, Sanji, babe, enough!" And he changes the subject to ask if Kaya is home right now. The kids say yes. Yadda yadda yadda, and they start walking to her house. (On their way to Kaya's, btw: "If I cook tonight we're not having vegetables, I would feel bad-"/ "Sanji!" / "C'mon, it's funny- They're cute, I swear. Like cute little potatoes-" / "Do you want me to punch you?" / "If we have children, do you think they'd look more like a radish or a cauliflow- / "Dumbass. And those are the only children we're having for a while. Get used to them." / "Wait, I was joking! Do you- You want children? With me? I-" / "Sanji, please, not today.")

So they get to Kaya's and... And Sanji is excited. Nervous. But excited. Nami won't stop teasing Usopp about it, too. And he's not worried. He's okay. He's not anxious. Everything's gonna be okay and she will love the person he has become. Definitely. Nothing to worry about. But he's visibly shaking, and he didn't expect Sanji to be the one holding his hand to calm him down, but it happens. And he couldn't be happier.

So, of course, Luffy can't be fucking quiet and starts knocking on the door and yelling for Kaya to come to greet them. Even if it was supposed to be a surprise. And Nami says "Gosh, Luffy, calm down! She can hear you. Everyone can hear you, actually. Shut up and wait for-" but she can't finish her sentence because Merry is already there with the biggest of smiles, opening the door for them. Usopp just says a soft "Hi!" while Luffy wastes no time in going in.

Nami: Luffy! Wait for a damn second! Merry: Oh, well, not that we can control the King of the Pirates, can we? Nami: You don't need to tell me. Franky: You look like Merry. Merry: ... I am Merry? Franky: No, I mean the ship- Usopp: Franky, we've explained this to you. Franky: Not the part where the butler looks exactly like the ship, though? Usopp: Oh. True. Well. There you have it.

Everything happens a bit quickly. Kaya is walking down the stairs when they're walking in, and the second she sees Usopp she just has to hug him tight. Sanji steps away because, well, he doesn't want to get in between their reunion. And everyone thinks he's jealous or weird about it, but it only takes a moment to realize he's staring at them with the fondest of looks in his eyes. She's the most beautiful girl he's ever seen (apart from Nami and Robin, of course. But it's another type of beauty) and there's just this glimpse in his eyes nobody can actually describe.

Usopp and Kaya kiss and he starts to feel a bit dizzy because- Wow. Remembering her kisses is just as overwhelming as he thought it'd be. She's precious. He says they'll tell her all about their adventures. That he has truly become somebody she can be proud of. She says she has always been proud of him, and Usopp dies a little bit with that. When she's done staring at him, she tilts her head to the side saying hi to everyone else and she spots Sanji, hands on each side of him and bouncing his right leg. She lets go of Usopp to approach Sanji and grab his hands, and with a soft, tender smile, she says "I'm so glad you've been looking out for him. I've heard so many great things about you, Sanji! I truly hope we get to know each other better" and Sanji dies. Sanji instantly dies. Not from a nosebleed but a heart attack, probably. He's speechless for a whole second and nobody says anything. Because this sweet girl just said this in front of everyone and let's be honest, everybody is wondering how the fuck Sanji and Usopp are the ones with enough rizz to pull this wonderful girl. Anyway- I can imagine Jinbe laughing and saying "Usopp! You have a type!" and he's being genuine and sweet but it's so fucking embarrassing the sniper just wants to curl up and die.

Luffy, Nami, and Zoro see Kaya again and it's so, so sweet to see her being a doctor just like she wanted. She's healthy. She's adorable, like always. And she welcomes them into her house gladly. Kaya says hi to the rest and she. Absolutely. Adores. Chopper. That's probably the cutest doctor she's ever seen, and also the smartest! If Usopp and Sanji didn't need to talk with her, she'd probably spend the day talking to Chopper. She also gets along with the older members of the crew! They're all just so nice to her <3 Robin comments about how Usopp and Sanji have been talking a lot about her and Kaya giggles but it makes Usopp want to run away to a private place as quickly as he can. If Robin is the one talking about this, this means they will all keep the embarrassing conversation going and he can't have that.

They decide to stay for dinner, the way they had planned because Sanji is dying to cook for her and they just knew Kaya wouldn't let them go without having dinner with her. Besides, they've been staying for a while in every island so that they can enjoy their time with each person and decide what they want to do next. If they want to, you know, stay with the crew or choose to keep going with their lives outside of being a pirate (everyone chill, they're staying together. At least for a long while until they're old. Because otherwise, I will cry). So, Sanji cooks while the crew waits around the house. Talking to Merry and Kaya and wow!! The kids are staying too!! Awesome!! Usopp is in the kitchen with Sanji because he just needs a second to calm down. It's too much. In a good way! But god, he needs a second.

Usopp helps Sanji with a few things while they talk about everything and nothing. A kiss here and there. And then, Usopp is suddenly a bit uncomfortable about what he's about to say. "What do you think about, um, Kaya?" / "Are you really asking me that?" / "Yeah! Why wouldn't I? Maybe you don't- Fuck. I don't know. Maybe now that you've seen us together you don't want-" / "I want to, Usopp. More than anything." / "Really?" / "Yeah. She- She makes you happy. She even makes me happy and I just met her. And- I don't know. I guess she just looks a lot like my-"

But then the kitchen door opens quickly and it's closed just as fast, because Kaya is there, resting her back against the wall and smiling shyly at them both.

Kaya: Hi! Hi. I- Am I interrupting or-? Sanji/Usopp: No! Kaya: Oh! Oh, okay! I just thought It'd be nice for us to be together for a while? Alone? Usopp: ...... Luffy is being- Kaya: Nami? Usopp: Oh, fuck, yes, makes more sense. Sanji: Nami-san can be a bit assertive sometimes, but it's alright. Kaya: So it's okay if I stay? Usopp: Kaya, it's your kitchen- Sanji: Of course, madame. You're gonna be the first one to taste our dinner, then. I need opinions. Kaya: Oh, I'm not a cook. But I am sure your food is excellent! Sanji: Indulge me, please? Eat whatever you like. Usopp, whispering: Why are you being more romantic than me? She's my girlfriend. Sanji: And I am your boyfriend. She's, like, my girlfriend too, now. Usopp: Does that work like that? Sanji: Uh, not sure? Kind of? Usopp: ... As long as you two are happy. Sanji: You should eat too, by the way, mon amour. I am being serious when I say I want feedback.

They end up spending a long while together making dinner. While Usopp tells her about their adventures, she tells her about her life without him and her studies. How much she has been trying to help the village, too, and how the kids have been doing. Sanji asks them their opinions on the food. Asks them for help, too, if needed. And everything ends up being so domestic and nice that Usopp is surprised Kaya and Sanji just met. They're so in sync and they look so pretty together they even look like a couple already. Usopp thought he'd end up feeling left out (because he always does) but there's just something about them being together that makes his heart melt.

Skipping the dinner part, because it's just all of them having fun as usual and besides a few cute glances and blushes and compliments, there isn't anything remarkable about Sanusokaya here. They end up in Kaya's room after dinner, while the other crew members go do whatever. They have designated rooms and beds (the place is a fucking mansion, and there's room for everyone).

The thing is, they go to Kaya's room to talk about... Them. They don't know where to begin, so Usopp breaks the silence by telling Kaya about how he met Sanji. Things she already knows from letters, but she hasn't actively heard. And it's obviously more entertaining this way. So Sanji and Kaya sit on her bed while Usopp talks. And one thing leads to another and he's also explaining Skypiea. And Water 7. And when he gets to Dressrosa, something they had already talked about during dinner, Sanji decides to explain what happened back in Whole Cake Island. He didn't have this in mind. Opening up so much, he means. But there's just something about Kaya that makes him want to keep talking. So he explains a bit (not everything, of course) about his past. And she's so, so sweet about it. Holds his hand all the time. Rests her cheek on his shoulder. Usopp kisses both of their foreheads. And that's when Sanji stares at Kaya and says:

Sanji: You know? You remind me a lot of her. My mother, I mean. Kaya: Do I? The way you talk to her is so wonderfu- Sanji: You are wonderful. Kaya: Oh- Usopp: Sanji, you can't say that to her! That's my job. You're wonderful, babe. Kaya: Thanks, darling. I just- I was thinking that it could... If you are okay with it. Maybe I'm overstepping. That it could also be his job? God, I am explaining this awfully. I am a doctor, not a writer- Usopp: He would love to be your boyfriend. Sanji: Don't answer for me! Usopp: Weren't you going to say yes? Sanji: In a more romantic way, yes. Of course. Kaya: Really?! Usopp: I think he likes you more than he likes me- Sanji: Idiot. Don't ever say things like that. He's always so- Kaya: No, yes, you have to force the love into his head, huh? Sanji: Exactly! Usopp: Don't get too excited, Kay. He's just like that too. You say something good about him and he starts sobbing.

Long story short, they sleep together in Kaya's room, all tangled up and cuddling because they're the cutest, most adorable couple in the world. They stay for a while in the Village and spend some days together, growing closer and clingier every day. And sadly they have to say goodbye because they want to keep going with their journey (they have stuff to do. They tried to bring Kaya along, but she's the doctor of the village. She can't leave them alone) but she knows they'll come back to her. She trusts them to

#THE SANUSOKAYA WORMS ARE EATING MY BRAIN #THEY'RE JUST SO DAMN SWEET #I THINK THEY SHOULD HOLD HANDS AND KISS #kjwefnjkfnewnfjkewnklfewn they make me go insane #i was just thinking wow kaya is so much like sora and i died a little #the first time sanji and kaya kiss usopp faints i think he'd faint #tooth rotting fluff but it's literally giving me diabetes #one piece #black leg sanji #usopp #sanuso #kaya one piece #usokaya #sanusokaya

[niqhtlord01]

Humans are weird: An Important Mission

 ( Please come see me on my new patreon and support me for early access to stories and personal story requests :D https://www.patreon.com/NiqhtLord Every bit helps)       Human: Breaching atmosphere……now.

*Shuttle shakes back and forth*

Alien: You’ve done this before, right?

Human: Hundreds of times.

Alien: So there is no risk?

Human: Well… I wouldn’t say that.

Alien: *Starts having panic attack*

Human: I’m kidding.

Human: We’ll be fine.

Alien: You didn’t tell me what this special mission was for.

Human: I told you it was classified.

Alien: Then why bring me at all?

Human: I needed your hangar bay credentials to help complete the mission.

Alien: If I am so important to the success of this mission I feel like I have earned the right to know.

Human: Once we hit the ground and confirm with the second team all will be made clear.

Alien: Second team?

Human: That’s right.

Human: Bravo team launched the same time we did and is making their way to their objective now.

Human: *Flips comms switch*

Human: This is Charlie horse to Grazer Taser, do you copy?

*Over radio* This is Grazer Taser.

Human: Any problems?

*Over radio* None yet. We’ll be at the LZ in twenty.

Human: Roger; will contact again once in position.

Alien: Was that human Alan from the mess?

Human: You’ve got a keen ear my friend.

Alien: Why would the captain send a crewman from the mess hall on an away mission?

*Shuttle shakes violently and then stops.*

Human: Hold that thought, we’ve just passed into the green zone.

Human: *pauses to check scanners and begins altering course.*

Alien: *Walks to the cockpit and looks out over alien world*

*Mountain peaks that taller than any skyscraper surround them like the jaws of some great beast. Dry and withered sand dunes fill the valleys between them as little to no sign of vegetation can be seen in any direction.*

Alien: It’s beautiful.

Human: It really is.

*Shuttle begins slowly descending into one of the valleys*

Human: Helmets on, we’re here.

Alien: *Puts on space helmet and locks seal*

Human: *Lands the ship, then comes over to inspect alien spacesuit.*

Alien: *Gets thumbs up from human and in turn inspects their spacesuit before returning the gesture.*

Human: Popping the lid.

*Boarding ramp lowers down to the surface and the pair step out on to the alien world.*

Human: *Pulls out scanner and begins reading the area*

Human: *Points* Over there.

*Pair walk away from the ship for about thirty feet before the scanner begins beeping loudly*

Alien: Alright, now what?

*No response*

Alien: *Turns around to see human pull something out of a pouch and place it on the ground*

Alien: What is that?

Human: *Over comms* Grazer Taser the package is in place, how about yours?

*Over radio* Package has been placed, mission complete.

Alien: What?

Alien: Why is the mission completed?

Alien: What did you-

Alien: *Looks closer at object on the ground*

Alien: Is that bread?

Human: Yes.

Alien: Why did you put it on the ground?

Human: To make a sandwich.

Alien: But you would need tw-

*Coin drops*

Alien: Where is the second team?

Human: On the other side of the planet.

Alien: *Sighs loudly and painfully*

Human: We’ve just made the largest sandwich in the universe!

*Starts cheering and jumping around like an idiot*

Alien: This was the secret mission!?

Human: Well we had to do this before Becky did it.

Alien: Who the frak is “Becky”?

Human: She works in maintenance and she overheard me and my friend wanting to do this and so she started telling the crew that it was actually her idea and she was going to be the first to make a planet sandwich,

Alien: So you talked the captain into letting you do this?

Human: Yeah….about that.

*Over the radio*

Captain: Will someone care to explain why two of my shuttles are now planet side?

#humans are insane #humans are space oddities #humans are space orcs #humans are weird #scifi #story #writing #original writing #funny #niqhtlord01 #ai generated art #Image AI #bread

[mcbeetlebeeb]

I'm currently getting into a fandom that isn't homestuck, but I can't turn down a request :3

these will still be headcannons and- uhrm- yea

Gamzee Makara

He is, talking about some mystical shit dude

I think hed appreciate someone who just listens too him blabber

don't ask me why but he'd like to naw on you

not full fledged biting a chunk out of you

I think he's too aware of how sharp his teeth are to go biting down that hard, but yknow

nipping at you gently, but not before he was smothering you in sloppy clown kisses

this is real specific but I think hed have the type of eyes that you can't seem to keep eye contact with

he's just so much taller and just has this lopsided shiteating grin, that shows most of his sharp ass teeth

I'd like to think his eyes are always that half lidded gaze, especially when it's at you

but no intent behind the looks he gives, fuck- probably no thoughts either

lights on no one home

don't get me wrong, he's not dumb,

in the simplest sense hes a big ol airhead

yknow a dingbat, a bit of a scatterbrain

but he's not like- vegetable for a brain dumb as hell

and thats another thing, it's definitely really convincing to probably think that he's yknow, not all there

but it throws you off gaurd x2 when he'd get all close and murmur and mumble certain things too you

he looked like he had a maximum of 3 thoughts floating around in his brain

but here he is, mumbling in a low almost gravely tone, right by your ear

I love to think he's one of those tall people to rest his arm playfully on your head if your shorter, which you most likely are-

can't recall if I mentioned the last time sense I have a rubber ducky keeping track of my memory

but I think hed be cold all the time

not like, bothersomely fridged

but enough to make you shiver and squirm if he were to press his hand to your skin, noticeable enough for you to verbally go "Damn-"

also!! I think hed be a huge sucker for you just holding his face with your hands, letting him relax against you, eyes shut

still grinning a bit and letting that low rumbling purr come from him

and this also means playing with his hair,

pet him damn it he demands it

no, not really more like laying and being in your space, following you round until you pay attention properly too him

sense most trolls can't- yknow- go out in the middle of the day because of their intense asf sun, trolls are nocturnal

so like if you ever took a photo with him with flash his eyes would do that reflective thing that cats have

or for another example, yknow how in the dark the first thing you spot about your black cat is its eyes?

yeah that

like I said in the other headcannon thingy, he's just always lurking and looming, he likes knowing what your doing even if he's not involved

and this comes with him trailing around you like a dog that sees you have food and knows you'll give it too them at some point

wether it be from afar or close, don't assume he's not close by, him being a purple blood im sure he's well aware of how violent trolls can be,

but with you around! oh he can't let you wonder off too far- Alternia's atmosphere is dangerous and the fauna is even more dangerous-

so don't expect to go very far without him trailing behind you

but he'd understand if you explained too him you wanted time too yourself or with somebody else one on one

I dont think hed be a jealous person, maybe a lil possessive! but he's not overbearing with it

he just wants you safe and content, and he wants you too feel that way around him

have a song I think fits his uh? vibe towards? significant other? because 🎉

Dave Strider

mm have I said he's a genuinely a big goof?

but I think that'd be something someone gets right off the bat

maybe

if you can pick up on someone trailing off on tangents of meaningless words that can go on and on without someone actually ever responding

than it's pretty visable

I think itd be pretty adorable though (I know I'm gay, whatever)

like if he were to start talking about something, anything, and you gave a simple short response, he's gonna take that and run with it

especially if he likes you

I think hed definitely be one too stare

but how could you tell? he's always wearing those shades

probably a good reason why he wears them other than ironic purposes

so no one sees what or where or in this case who he's lookin at

constantly staring though, wether it's you having a conversation with you or, you doing something random he's just watching

no actual thoughts id like to say

just observing

watching you be you, do your own natural thing, picking up on the way you talk or gesture at stuff

I cannot urge this enough but I still firmly believe physical touch would be a very special thing too him

it's not impossible or looked down upon too be able to hold his hand or lean against him

but he'd be mentally noting each touch, each expression you make, listening intently too your tone, hoping your doing the same

but with these actions he'd be straight faced as always, but he can feel his hands tremble ever so slightly, he recognizes his heart beat picking up

unfamiliar with these feelings with how they're being presented yknow?

most times he ever feels this way he's in danger

but he knows he couldn't be safer right now, like he wants to believe that, it's not hard for him to believe it

but his body is just hardwired to tense up, clench his jaw and steady the shakey breathing

but being patient and respectful would melt those feelings away really easy I'd like too think

just sitting there and slowly showing affection, brushing thumbs against his knuckles, tracing over fingers

you focus on his hand, flipping it over and thumbing at his vaguely sweaty palm, hand still shaking faintly in your gentle grasp

he'd just stare at you, in disbelief and adoration, and realization that he doesnt need to be poker faced round you

that he doesnt need to put up a front to protect himself, the squishy parts of him he learned to shove away to get along with life

a big sigh of relief to say the least,

but once he realizes he doesn't need to be someone else for you, he can just be him, no expectations or demands, he can rely on someone else for once

you ain't ever gettin rid of him after that, he's not clingy but he's no longer keeping you at arms length, not now, not ever again

AND HE GETS MUSIC THING because he is my favorite right next too the crab man <3

author note: I feel this sucked a big booty buttload but I was already half way done with it when I dubbed it that, so have this anyway!!!

#Spotify #dave strider #spotify #gamzee makara x reader #dave strider x reader #homestuck #x reader #gay people #very fruity

[skiniibuniii]

ed holiday survival guide

what to bring:

all of this should fit, with extra space, in a large purse. a backpack also works if you need more space.

3 cans of diet soda, 2 of your usual and 1 special one you dont normally buy. if youre sleeping over, take 3-4 of your usual. save the special one for dinner to help you avoid eating.

2 bottles of your favorite water, 3 if youre sleeping over.

of course, a low cal snack like a granola bar in case you feel like youre going to faint. you dont wanna pass out in front of all those people and family members you barely know! bring 2-3 if youre sleeping over or get faint easily.

a few cans of of your favorite energy drink, however many you need to seem alive and well. im taking 4. if you dont like energy drinks, you better hope they have a Keurig or you can get to a starbucks.

napkins or paper towels and a plastic bag. if you can get away with having your purse at the table, line a pocket with a plastic bag. then use your napkin to dispose of your unwanted food into the bag. this can also work with a hoodie pocket, but its riskier. at the end of the dinner, zip up the bag and now it wont get you all gross while you wait for a chance to throw it away.

obvy your phone to sneak under the table and post updates on tumblr.

dont bring any money or cards, unless you need your ID or to buy starbucks or something. in that case, bring only your ID and the exact amount you need for your starbucks.

tips:

dont purge. theyll probably hear you. just avoid eating, and if you really need to, have a metab day beforehand so you do not eat/binge. you dont know what kind of calories are in all that food

choose the lowest cal option available, obvy. your best bet is salad or plain vegetables. if those arent an option, go for turkey, as long as it isnt sitting in a pool of liquid. if that isnt an option, just eat cranberry sauce. fr.

make sure you get a tiny portion of whatever youre eating. like, the total food on your plate should be no bigger than the size of your fist, just in case your lose control and start actually eating. you dont want to ask for more! ew.

make sure you do the classic of chewing constantly. take tiny bites and just do not stop chewing.

popping in a secret piece of gum can help with the last tip a lot esp if its mint. cuz then the food will taste weird if you do decide to eat.

unless its something like salad or cranberry sauce from a can, account for at least 2tbsp of butter when youre calculating your cals.

if you cant estimate the calories in a way you find satisfying, ask for the recipe. calculate the calories, and if you had guessed under initially, make sure you add that same amount of cals to everything else you have to calculate. its probably the sneaky butter messing you up anyway.

best outfit: shirt that shows off your body, an oversized hoodie, and slightly baggy pants. do not wear the hoodie at all till just before dinnertime, then put it on to cover up any bloating. that or just wear it the whole time and do not take it off at all.

wear tall shoes! i am very lucky to have platform boots, and i will be wearing them. they'll make you taller, obvy, so even if youre a bigger ana (like me), youll look lankier and more "proportional"

act like youre wiping your mouth, but really youre doin chew and spit into a napkin, ofc! BUT carbs begin digestion in your mouth, meaning you will consume calories if you chew and spit carbs. AVOID ALL CARBS!!

will update if i think of more tips <3

#tw ana diary #ed not sheeren #thinspø #tw ed rant #i wanna be weightless #meanspø #th1n$po #tw ana fast #4n0r3xia #⭐️ving #⭐️ve #ana trigger #ana rant #low cal diet #4n4t1ps #tw ana shit #4n4blr #ed not ed sheeran #3d f4st #4norexi4 #ana meal #tw disordered eating #tw restrictive ed #anorex14 #pro for myself #ed meals #ed safe space #ed bllog #ed relapse #th1nsp1ration

[beeshoesometimesdraws]

It is I, Soup.

For the centaur au, have any fun little tidbits or facts about Sun and Moon?

Correct me if I’m wrong but I don’t think you have any major stuff about them on your blog yet, and I’m a little curious about them.

If you don’t have anything to tell yet, go ahead and ramble about some other random character, I’ll enjoy it either way✨✨✨

(Sorry if these aren’t the kinds of question you wanted lol)

*gasp* it is the great Soup! :0

You’re all good! I love all the questions lol

Yeaaaah I’ve kinda neglected sharing stuff about them since most of the focus has been on the others though I’ll be happy to share what I have about them! :D

Sun ☀️

Sun is based off a palomino tennessee walking horse

Sun’s main job on the farm is planting and taking care of and harvesting the crops and also taking care of the smaller animals like the chickens and goats and pigs

Sun is also the one in charge of actually going out and selling whatever goods they have (fruits, vegetables, cheese and jams, eggs, wool, etc) as he does better with socializing and has more patience and energy than Moon does

Despite not working in a daycare in this au (that being Earth’s job), Sun is still very good with kids and, if they’re not busy, will sometimes stop by the daycare and help Earth with the kiddos

Sun likes to cook and bake and make jams using the strawberries and blueberries they collect and they often bake with Earth and Lunar when they have the time—their favorite things to bake are pies, specifically apple pie (they know how to do all the cool design stuff with the dough and make it look really neat and pretty)

Sun will often times let her cats ride along on her back as she does the chores (though they aren’t allowed in the chicken coop for obvious reasons)

Sun is still really big on cleanliness in this au and can spend hours cleaning the house and the barn and whatever else they’re able to get to to clean—Sun is also big on keeping themself clean as well as has one of the sleekest and shiniest coats of all the celestial fam

Sun is taller than Moon, if only by a few inches

Moon 🌙

Moon is based off a black and white paint

Moon’s main job on the farm is working with the sheep, with the help of Solar, and Sun when he’s available (raising them, moving and herding them between pastures, sheering and collecting their wool, etc)

Moon is also the main handyman on the farm alongside Solar

Moon is a big coffee drinker and will even eat the beans straight if he’s in a rush, he’s the “I can’t function until I’ve had my coffee” sort of guy

Moon is less concerned about cleanliness than Sun and has gotten himself chewed out by Sun a couple times for coming back to the house covered in mud and tracking it everywhere

Moon cannot cook or bake to save his life and is not allowed in the kitchen when the others are cooking or baking

Moon, sometimes with Sun or one of the others, goes to visit KC when he can (they are working things out and getting better though they still aren’t on the best of terms)

While he is calmer in this au than in canon, Moon can still get very angry if triggered and can be pretty damn scary when he is; the coyotes and wild cats who have tried to mess with his sheep and other animals have been on the receiving end of this, and so has Eclipse-

That’s all the little tidbits I have to share rn! I’ll start working on the designs for these two soon since I finally have some ideas on what I wanna do >:)

#bee talks #centaur au #tsams #tsams au #sun and moon show #tsams sun #tsams moon #this au also leans into being a farmer/cowboy au if ya couldn’t tell

[traveler-at-heart]

Spy Kids

Summary: A sort of sequel to “Oy with the rookies already”. Maria asks you to train Kamala and America.

Natasha Romannof x Super Soldier Fem!Reader A/N: Mentions of blood, some violence, Reader being a babysitter (lol). And, so much damn fluff. -

It must be a mistake

“Questions?” Maria says, hands on her desk. She’s smiling as if she didn’t just give you the worst news possible.

“Yeah, just one. What the fuck?”

“Agent…”

“Maria! You want me to run a summer spy camp for two teenagers”

“No. I want you to train two enhanced individuals to make sure they are safe” you hold her stare and she gives up. “And also evaluate if they’d be good assets for the Avengers initiative”

“Oh, so now we’re collecting them like baseball cards?”

“We need to know their abilities. And make sure they can at least be safe on their own, if they don’t want to join us” 

“Isn’t one of them the founding member of the Carol Danvers fan club? Of course they’re going to join the Avengers if you ask”

“I’d still like to know what they can do. And given your success with Agents Belova and Bishop…”

Damn it. Who knew that would come back and bite you in the ass.

You think of all the plans you had for the summer. For the first time in years, it seemed like you’d have time off. Until now.

“And if I say no?”

“No one else has the time or capacity to do it” Maria shrugs her shoulders. “Don’t worry, I’m sure a 15 year old with powers and no training can hold her own.”

“Ugh. Fine” you snatch the file from her hands. 

You just hope this time you don’t actually have a heart attack.

*

Natasha took the news surprisingly well. She thought it was cute that you were the designated babysitter for the summer. 

“It’s good practice for when we have our own kids” she had casually mentioned, making you blush furiously.

She couldn’t possibly know…

You put those thoughts aside, plastering a smile on your face as soon as Kamala Khan walked to the foyer of the Avengers Compound… followed by an endless line of grown ups.

Relatives, perhaps?

“Will you be in charge of my beta?” a short woman approaches you. You’re at least one foot taller than her, but her gaze makes you feel small.

“Mom” Kamala hisses and then turns to you. “Hi. Sorry, I’m Kamala and this is my mother, my father, my brother, his wife and my friend Bruno” 

“Well, nice to meet you all” you think of a way to politely remind them only Kamala can stay, but her mother pokes your side again.

“Listen closely. She will go to bed at a reasonable hour, will eat her vegetables and make sure you respect prayer hours. And no boys. Nod if you understand” 

“I…” she raises her eyebrows and you shut your mouth, moving your head up and down. Before she can give you a new set of rules, a portal opens behind you.

“Alright, kid” Stephen Strange says, allowing America to go through the portal. He looks at you and gives a short nod. “Y/N. I trust everything will be going smoothly”

“Is this the Harry Potter man you mentioned?” Kamala’s mother points at him.

“Mom! That’s Doctor Strange” 

“And I’m America Chavez” the girl offers her hand and you smile. Every member of Kamala’s family goes to introduce themselves and you end up tangled in a sea of names and waves.

“Alright!” you say, a little hysterical. “This is getting crowded. Say your goodbyes and follow me for a tour of the place and some quick team intros”

Everyone finally leaves and the two teenagers follow you, giggling excitedly. 

Yeap, you’re definitely the nanny.

*

“Fighting stance” you say, stretching your limbs with a satisfied smile. Kamala raises one of her legs, like the dude from Karate Kid. With a simple push of your hand, she falls to the ground. “Congrats, you’ve been successfully kidnapped or killed. Whatever you want for this scenario”

“I’d prefer neither” she grumbles, standing up.

“Chavez?” you turn to the other girl. Her fighting pose is better, but you dodge her fist easily. Two more movements and she’s down on the floor.

“Alright. We’ll work on some basic balance and defense moves. Once we do that, you’ll teach me how you actually use some of your abilities and incorporate them to combat” 

“Oh! Are we going to learn to use weapons?” Kamala asks excitedly. 

“Absolutely… not. Let’s get to work, kiddos” 

Two hours later and at least they’ve learned to duck when you throw a punch. When Natasha finally enters the gym, she finds you with your hands behind your back, counting the number of reps the girls are doing

“At ease, soldier” she chuckles, her chin resting on your shoulder.

“Hey, baby” you turn around, happy to see she’s back from her mission with Kate and Yelena. “How was the Rocket Team?”

“Blasting off at the speed of light, as usual” Natasha wraps her arms around your shoulders and you melt at the proximity. 

“Yeah, well, prepare for trouble and make it quadruple” you sigh, turning back to the girls who are still doing push ups.

“You’re not playing mean with them, are you?” Natasha tsks and you actually feel bad. “They’re just kids, detka. Play nice”

“Yes, love”

She pecks your lips before stepping back and you want to whine at the loss of contact. 

“I think you’ve had enough for a day” the Russian speaks to the two girls and they stand up, eyes wide.

“Yes, Agent Romanoff” America pushes the words out and Kamala catches the last part, echoing the words.

“Call me Natasha” the redhead winks and then turns to speak to you, loud and clear. “Catch you later, honey pie”

Blushing at her words, you look back at your new trainees. 

“Only she can call me that, understood?”

“Yes, Ma'am,” Kamala mock salutes and you smile. 

*

“I’m not sure this is what Maria had in mind” Natasha admonishes, but still smiles, leaning on her outdoor chair. 

“Well, all I wanted to do this summer was relax so we’ll just have to compromise, won’t we?” 

You’re both sitting outside, a cooler with beers and a plate of guacamole on a table between you. Natasha sighs and stretches her arms.

“The sky’s very pretty today” she peers up, her beautiful green eyes shielded by a pair of sunglasses. 

“Very pretty, indeed” you agree, looking at her legs. You love it when she wears shorts. 

“Eyes up here” 

You both laugh, until a figure covers the sun on your side.

“Hey, Hill” you say with a cheeky grin. Her all black outfit is a very stark contrast to yours and Natasha’s shorts and tank tops.

“Just wanted to check how Chavez and Khan are doing but I see you’re taking it easy”

“They needed resistance training and I wanted some time with my girl” you smile. “It’s a beautiful day out, so why not do both?”

“Right, where are they?” the woman looks around, trying to find the girls. You pull out your phone and unlock the screen.

“They’re currently at… yeah, they’re finishing their second lap around the Compound. I set an obstacle course and all they have to do is get through it. See? Easy” your smile fades as soon as you see the girls coming back, looking like they’re about to pass out. Well, shit. Trying to distract Maria, you call her out again. “Hey, have some guac”

“No, that’s ok” 

“I insist” 

“It’s really good” Natasha chimes in, trying to control her laughter.

“Fine, weirdos” Maria grumbles, taking a chip and then dipping it in the guacamole. Her eyes are wide open when she tastes it. “Holy crap! This is really good!”

“Told ya” you smirk, frantically signaling for the girls to sneak behind, back to their rooms. 

You exhale when they’re both out of sight, plopping back down on your chair. Natasha squeezes your shoulder, chuckling.

Ok, maybe you’d go a bit easier on them starting now.

*

All you bring back to the kitchen is the cooler with the empty bottles, since Maria decided to steal your plate. 

Kamala is sitting at the kitchen island, facetiming her mother. 

“I gotta go” she rushes to hang up as soon as you walk in.

“No, don’t stop on my account. Your mom will think I’m keeping you locked up” 

“That’s ok, she can be overprotective sometimes” the girl rolls her eyes, but you can tell it comes from a place of love.

“Nothing wrong with that. It’s sweet” 

“Not when you’re sixteen” Kamala laughs and you sigh.

“Boy, I was sixteen such a long time ago” you remember the music and the outfits with a distant smile.

“You’re like 30” Kamala says, confused and you snort.

“I’m a super soldier. Our aging process is a bit… slower” you explain and her eyes widen. 

“Sorry, I forgot for a second”

“No worries” you clean around, making sure everything’s in place or you’ll never hear the end of it from Grandpa Steve. 

After a few seconds, you feel the girl staring at the scars in your arm and legs, usually covered by your suit or everyday clothes.

“I didn’t mean to…”

“Kamala. It’s ok” you sigh. “Listen, a lot of the people here didn’t get to choose this life. We were forced into powers or skills we didn’t want. And it’s a lot to carry, but we try as best we can. Remember you have the chance to decide, ok? I don’t want anyone taking that away from you or America” 

“Thank you” 

You nod, feeling a bit exposed. You’re usually much more guarded around people you just met. 

“Right, see you later for movie night?” you’re definitely not expecting Kamala’s squeal of joy. She runs back to her room, asking if she can pick the movie and wondering if there’s enough candy in the Compound.

“Movie night? Why am I not invited?” Yelena says, her accent thicker than usual.

“You’re always invited, little widow”

“Great! I’ll bring the vodka” she struts down the hall.

“They’re underage, Yelena!” 

“That’s ok, I’m not sharing”

*

Later that night you find Yelena, Kate, America and Kamala sitting on the floor, giggling. You squint your eyes at the cups they’re holding.

“What is that?” you point to the two teenagers, eyes trained on Yelena.

“It’s soda. Gosh, you’re such a panty pooper”

“It’s party pooper, Yelena” you pinch the bridge of your nose. “And I am not”

“You can be” Natasha joins, kissing your cheek and smiling. She looks at the group. “Are we expecting anyone else?” 

“No, Sam is visiting his sister, Steve and Bucky left on a mission” 

“Girls night!” Kate and Yelena shout at the same time. 

The next minutes are a blur of screams to coordinate the rest of the evening.

“I wish they were this effective for mission planning” you say, amazed. Girls night includes a lot of snacks, face masks, makeovers and in the end, an improvised race.

Kamala has created a sort of sliding board with her powers and now they are all taking turns going down the hill around the Compound’s green area. 

“Are you sure you want kids? Seems like we already have enough children under our care” you say, looking at Yelena and Kate roll around in the grass after jumping from the board.

“Yes. I want to see you change diapers and read bedtime stories” Natasha says, leaning against you.

Kissing her temple, you go back to watching the girls. Now the four of them have climbed on the pink and purple board, hoping it will take their combined weight.

“Be careful” you plead. Natasha pinches your side, but a minute later you’re proven right. The group slides down at full speed, on their way to hitting a tree. 

“I got this!” America shouts, opening up a portal… that leads right behind you and Natasha.

“Shit!” you cover Natasha with your body, her back on the ground. Four bodies fall on top of you, but you hold yourself up to not trap Natasha. “Everyone ok?”

“Yes”

“Great, now get off my back. Pronto” little by little, the weight you carry diminishes. Yelena is the last one to stand and you’re about to get up, when Natasha pulls you against her.

“Not so fast” she smirks as you land between her legs. Natasha takes advantage of your surprised gasp, meeting your lips in an open mouthed kiss. 

“Baby” you moan against her neck, caressing the leg that is wrapped around your waist.

“Sooo gross, ugh” Yelena runs in the opposite direction, followed by the rest of the group.

You laugh against Natasha’s lips, happy that she’s always with you to make everything better.

*

“Clear” Kamala says, opening the door to one of the rooms. 

“Wrong” you appear behind the door, shooting her with a Nerf gun. “One down. One to go” you turn to America but she’s faster than you expect, opening up a portal so the dart you shoot ends up hitting Kamala again.

“Dude!”

“I’m sorry” 

“Ok, you can take a break. And then we’ll keep practicing until I’m out of darts. But hey… you’re both doing great, ok?” you encourage and the girls nod. You’re taking what Natasha said at heart and you are trying to be nicer.

When they get to the kitchen, they find a distressed Natasha.

“Is everything ok?” America is the first to speak, expecting a national security crisis.

“Oh, yeah. I just forgot a couple of things from the grocery store. Silly me” 

“We could go if you’d like” Kamala offers.

“No, you’re busy training”

“Y/N gave us a break… and we’ll be fine. We have powers. And I’ve traveled through dimensions. What’s a trip to the grocery store?” America insists and Natasha smiles.

“Well, alright then”

The girls are giddy with excitement. They obviously take a little detour to grab ice cream, chatting as they reach the grocery store. 

America adds a couple of snacks that were definitely not on the list and just as they’re arguing over which M&M’s are better, another voice chimes in.

“I think we should get both” you say and Kamala nods in your direction.

“Y/N is riii… what are you doing here?” 

“Oh, I’ve been following you since you left the Compound. Not once did you notice my presence” you smile, leaning against the shelf.

“Have we failed all tests?” 

“Relax, you’ve been training for two weeks. It’s a process. Now hurry up so we can go back in time for dinner” you wink at them and they smile.

“About the M&Ms?” America grimaces and you roll your eyes.

“Bring both, but don’t tell Kate, because I always make her choose”

And yeah, you were testing them but maybe, just maybe, you wanted to make sure they were safe as well. 

*

Kate and Yelena are actually great teachers. You smile as they teach America and Kamala some of their own moves. 

“That’s good, yes America Chavez” Yelena compliments and the girl smiles.

“Why, thank you, Yelena Belova”

You let them go on for another half hour, until you look at your clock. There’s something you need to pick up before the shop closes.

“Alright, cardio and then hit the showers, stinky minions” you say and the girls laugh.

“That would make you Gru” Yelena points out and you show her your tongue.

“I just need to drink some water” Kamala asks, reaching for her bottle. She spits a second later, coughing. “Oh, my God, this is definitely not water”

“Sorry, that’s mine” Yelena says sheepishly. 

“Nice, vodka for training. You ok, Double K?”

“Double K? We never got cool nicknames” Kate whispers.

“Am I drunk?” the girl yell whispers and you chuckle.

“No, you’d need a lot more than that… don’t tell your mom, though. She’ll kill me” 

“Let’s get you up” America offers her hand. You’re about to say something else when Maria walks into the gym, a grim look on her face.

“Agent Y/LN. There’s an urgent mission” she says and you sigh. Yelena’s head snaps up.

Lately, you only go on missions if it’s really bad.

“You can read the report on your way there” Maria says.

“That bad, huh?” 

She confirms with a nod and you sigh. 

“Hey, Yelena? I need to ask for a favor” you say with urgency and she nods.

“You’ll be back soon, right?” Kamala seems alarmed, but you smile.

“Yeah, no worries. I’ll be back in a day or two, kiddo”

The girls nod, but Yelena knows better.

Still, you wish for it to be true. 

*

Two days turned into six.

By the time it was all done, you were operating automatically, trying to lock away everything that happened somewhere very deep down your mind. A place where all the terrible memories lived.

You could have gone to the Compound directly, but you didn’t want the girls to see you like this.

Unsurprisingly, Natasha had anticipated this and was waiting at the safe house. When you first opened the door and your eyes met green ones, clouded by concern and fear, you wanted to turn back and run away.

But you had promised each other to be open. And trust.

So you trusted, stepping inside the small house.

“You’re…” she says, her voice small.

“It’s not my blood. I’m gonna get cleaned up. Ok?”

“Ok”

The suit stays on as you turn on the shower. You stand there for twenty minutes, watching as the blood and the dirt get washed away.

“Detka. The water is cold. Come here” she pleads, removing your clothes and trying to get you to snap back.

Hours go by.

Everything comes back as you look down at your clean hands, a stark contrast to the mess they were before.

They’ll never be clean.

You cry and hold on to Natasha. She’s the only one that understands.

“I don’t ever want them to feel like this” you whisper into her hair and she knows what you mean.

The next morning, you go straight to Maria’s office.

“I don’t need a debriefing now” she says, her voice soft.

“The summer camp, whatever the hell you called it. Stops now. I won’t actively encourage them to go through this”

“You saved an entire city” Maria reminds you.

“A family… didn’t make it. You know that”

“So you’d rather not save anyone at all?” she questions you. “Hell, even if you don’t train them anymore they could ask to be in the team when they grow up”

“It stops. I’m out”

You both stare at each other for a minute, and you know she’s sizing how serious you are. Maria sighs defeated. There is no middle ground, not anymore.

“Fine. But you’re telling them”

“Ok” 

Yelena finds you in the hallway.

“You ok?” she squeezes your arm and the gentleness of her voice makes you want to cry, so you only nod, looking down. “It’s safe in my room, for when you need it, ok, seestra?”

Oh, shit.

“I completely forgot”

“Come find me later and we’ll think of something. But you should really get to the kitchen now, yes? Eat something. Papa says it’s good for you”

“Thank you” you pinch her cheek and the playful move makes her smile, comforted at seeing you joking.

There’s another surprise waiting for you in the kitchen. Kamala, America and Kate are cooking breakfast; they turn around and their smiles are bright at the sight of you.

Now you understand why Maria asked you to tell them.

Damn her.

“Hey, kiddos” you approach slowly. Natasha eyes you curiously, sipping her coffee and reading the paper. She’s the only one that knows about your talk with Maria.

“We missed you. And thought you’d like some breakfast” Kate smiles.

“We have chocolate chip pancakes, scrambled eggs with bacon…”

“I made carrot pudding. It’s kind of like a comfort food for me” Kamala explains shyly.

You’re pretty certain you’re about to cry so instead, you drag the three of them to your arms and hug them.

“Oh, wow, she’s really strong” America says, struggling to breath.

“We need air, soldier” Kate pleads and you let them go. 

“Hey, let’s fly the Quinjet today” you propose and the teenagers squeal.

“Really?” 

“Yeah, it’ll be fun. But don’t throw up or anything” you grimace at the thought. 

“Can I be copilot?” Kate says, pretending she’s cool if you say no, but you nod and she dabs. “Yes” 

You roll your eyes, going to sit next to your girlfriend. You bring her hand to your lips, a silent thank you for taking care of you.

“Are you going soft?” she whispers and you chuckle.

“Maybe. Don’t tell anyone, though” 

“Your secret is safe with me”

*

Choosing to inform Maria the training will continue over text is better. You know how smug she gets when she’s proven right.

Later that day, you find Yelena at the gym, the rest of the team training as well.

“Troops, I’m calling for a meeting”

Kate, Yelena, Kamala and America gather around you. 

“I have a mission for you” 

*

It’s a beautiful day outside, and a perfect excuse to drag Natasha to Central Park Zoo along Yelena, Laura and the Barton bunch. 

Steve, Sam and Bucky are carrying some of the tables while Kate and America hang the fairy lights around the trees. 

“Looking good” you give them a thumbs up and walk over to Tony, setting up the last of the mini golf course. “Everything good, Stark?”

“Mechanism should be ready” he points at the little course, four separate roads leading to four holes. “Each time Red gets a ball inside a sign will turn”

“Signs are almost ready!” Kamala interjects, working her design magic. 

“You nervous?” Tony slaps your shoulder and you nod.

“Well, it’s only one of the most important moments of my life” 

“Don’t worry, we’ll all be watching from inside, cheering for you. And judging you if you screw up”

“Nice, Stark” you roll your eyes but smile.

By the time Natasha’s back, everything is ready and you steady your breathing, acting as if it’s just another afternoon.

“How was the zoo?” you greet when she walks into your shared room.

“Yelena tried to steal a penguin” 

“So, the usual” 

“I’m really sorry, detka. I wanted to stay with you today but Lila and Cooper gave me those puppy eyes”

“It’s fine. Got some work done. Want to take a walk around? It’s still nice outside”

Natasha eyes you a bit intrigued but agrees, so you go out after taking a quick shower. You offer your hand, leading her to the front entrance, away from the setting. There are a few things you need to say before you get there.

“Remember our first date?” you finally speak and she laughs.

“I remember how you asked me”

“Oh, yeah” you snort, blushing at how bad that was.

“We’d barely made it out of that Hydra base, battered and bruised”

“And I asked what was the one thing you always wanted to do but never got around to doing” you reminisce.

“I said playing mini golf. And you…”

“I said all I ever wanted was to ask you out on a date”

“As if it was so scary” Natasha rolled her eyes.

“It was at the time. Trusting someone, opening up. Love. But you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me” 

“Stop” she blushes and you laugh.

“There’s something I want you to see”

You finally reach the spot and it looks amazing with the lights on. The little mini golf set up is on. You look up, the entire Avengers team eagerly waiting by the window.

“What’s this?” Natasha says, looking around. Then her eyes land on you and you shuffle, anxiously. “You are going soft”

“Oh, well. Now, come on. I want you to play”

“Mini golf with a trained spy? My aim is impeccable, you know”

“Especially when you’re pissed. But you’re not now, are you?”

“No, just very happy” she pecks your lips and you blush. “Alright, watch me beat your super soldier ass, babe” 

“Oh, nice one, Tasha” 

Natasha chuckles, hitting the first ball. It ends up going to the last hole. A sign turns around.

Me?

Another ball goes, hitting the second hole. 

You

“You, Me?” Natasha reads, trying to make sense of it. Fortunately, she hits the first hole and there’s a new sign.

Will you ___ me?

“Baby”, she turns around, her arms going around your neck. “All of this to ask me to fuck you?”

“What?”

“Will you fuck me? Such a romantic” she chuckles against your lips.

“Stop being a smartass and finish the game, Romanoff. There’s one more sign to go”

“I love you” she whispers against your lips. 

She knows what you’re about to ask, that’s for sure. But you let her finish the game anyway, kneeling when the last sign turns.

“Will you marry me?” you ask, and this is the most terrifying thing you’ve ever done. You hold the ring Yelena kept safe before you left for that last mission. 

“Of course I will” Natasha answers, breathlessly.

Your hands are shaking when you slip the ring down her finger and she smiles, admiring it. 

“I love you” you pick her up, kissing her, hoping she understands she’s your entire world.

Everyone joins you then, congratulations going around. You pretend you don’t see Kamala and America toasting with that very expensive champagne Tony brought.

Natasha is showing the ring to Laura and Lila, speaking about how she had no idea you were all planning this.

“Is that why you tried to steal the penguin?” Kamala chimes in.

“Uh… sure” Yelena nods unconvincingly.

You roll your eyes, as the team keeps celebrating with food and drinks.

“Glad you made it” you greet Maria, who is once again enchanted by your magic guacamole.

“So this is what you were planning on doing with your summer? I would have totally understood, Y/N”

“Don’t worry about it. It ended up being perfect” you say, turning to the girls. Apparently, this is the first time they’ve met Peter and America is asking for proof that he doesn’t shoot webs out of his butt.

“They have a long way to go, don’t they?” Maria smiles.

“Yes. But I’ll be there every step of the way. And maybe, the world will be a lot kinder to them”

The rest of the night feels like something out of a dream.

Natasha Romanoff will be your wife.

Before the Bartons leave, Tony sets the helmet at one of the tables, programming it to take a picture. 

“Family photo” he announces and everyone gathers around. 

“America, Kamala, get over here, quick” you ask, pointing to the spot next to you. The girls beam, hugging each other.

“At the count of three, I want everyone to say…” Tony instructs and you all laugh.

“Assemble!”

#Natasha Romanoff x Reader #Natasha Romanoff x you #Natasha Romanoff x y/n

[snowflakeanimelover]

Beautiful As Can Be

Relationship: Edward Elric x Female Reader

Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood

Warnings: Fluff :), cute, compliments, friends to lovers technically, reader has both legs as automail, past accident trauma, insecure reader

— — — —

Edward has never been happier in his life to see his best friend after one year. Her hair grew longer, and she was a bit taller. He was still at least an inch taller than her, but he was nervous that he’d be the one shorter than her if she grows any further. She claims many times before that she’s done growing, but that was before he left to become a State Alchemist.

Even now, watching as she smiles at the shopkeepers and studies the vegetables or fruits laying on top of tables, he didn’t realize how in love he really was. The way her long hair flows with the wind and not tied up into a ponytail in which she always has it in, he notices how much she hasn’t really changed. Her personality was there. Her looks have matured a bit, but still the same. 

But the one thing he has noticed is the way she dresses. No more shorts, above knee skirts or dresses…now it’s been pants or long dresses. To the point where you couldn’t see her automail legs.

“Ed.” Her voice as smooth as butter brings him back to reality. “What are you staring at me for? It’s embarrassing.” She giggles lightly. “What do you say? Should we add carrots to Granny Pinako’s stew?” 

It was hard for him to process her words, but he looked away with a red face. He had no idea he was staring at her for so long. Even seeing the shopkeepers’ smirk made it obvious. He cleared his throat before nodding. “Y-yeah. Carrots in her stew sounds good.” 

Even so, he couldn’t help but to look back at her covered legs. The strong winds that day brought the dress up just a little bit, showing her automail legs by not that much. Memories of the day before he left were all he could think about when looking at her. A day they both could never forget.

She was caught under rubble during an attack. Her legs were sacrificed to save a little boy. He and Alphonse managed to get her out of it, but they didn’t get to save her legs. They were gone for good. Seeing her cry before and during the process of getting her automail legs, it breaks his heart. 

He still wonders how he can apologize for never coming by to visit and seeing how she was doing. Was she heartbroken with having no normal legs? Was it difficult for her to get used to her new legs? So many questions, so little time for him to get answers.

“(Y/N)...” He mindlessly calls her name as he follows her through the market. She hums in acknowledgement. “Are you…” He pauses, taking a deep breath to ask such a question. “Are you embarrassed about your legs?” Although he was kicking himself in the shins at the moment for asking such a personal question, he still wanted to know. It was important to know.

She froze in the middle of the walkway, her face turned away from his. He waited patiently for her to answer. “I…um…I didn’t think you’d notice.” She says. Something seemed to have caught her attention when she whirled around towards him, eyes so wide they were as big as plates. “I-I’m sorry, Ed! I don’t mean for it to be so…um, since you have automail, too…Not that it’s embarrassing for me that you have them! I mean – what I’m saying is that they actually look really good on you…but…” She rambled off, her face getting even more red the more she talked.

They look good on me…? He thinks with a blush growing on his cheeks.

Edward smiled at her, gently taking a hold of her free hand with his gloved one. “(Y/N)...can you tell me why?”

(Y/N) looked away. “People…stare at me. Not that kind of admiring stare, you know? They are more of…judging stares.” She mumbles. Edwards eyes widen in surprise as he listens. “It just…it makes me feel…not normal. It makes me wonder if I’ll ever find someone to marry. Will a guy even love me for having not natural legs for a woman?”

His grip tightens a bit on her hand. A shadow grows over his eyes from his bangs as he growls. “What…? How could you say that? You are more beautiful than any regular looking woman!” He yells out. “If anything, the automail makes you shine brighter!” He was so determined to make her feel better, he didn’t realize everyone around them started to pay attention.

“E-Ed…” She mumbles shyly.

He brings her hand to his lips, softly planting a kiss onto her knuckles. Her face practically exploded with the gesture. “If there’s no man that’ll take you as their bride….then I will.”

“Ed!” She shouts, whacking him across the head with the basket of food she was carrying. He shouts out at the unexpected attack, covering his head with his hands. “You idiot…” She grabs his hand, quickly guiding them out of the many eye sights. 

— — — —

Bonus:

“So, promise me you’ll show off your legs more.” He demands when they get back home.

“Stop! You’re embarrassing me…” (Y/N) blushes.

“Actually, scratch that. I prefer it to be me being the only one to see them.” He smirks to himself.

“Ed!”

#fullmetal alchemist #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #edward elric #Edward Elric x reader #Edward Elric x female reader #x reader #reader #female reader #fluff #reader has automail legs #cute #compliments #ed is simping for the reader #tragic accident #humor #anime #alphonse elric #alphonse is mentioned

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Hi I was wondering if you still taking requests if you could do a Tangerine x Male reader where reader has a more dominant personality and tries to teach him how to cook? Could lead to smut or not completely up to you 😊

A/N: ohohooo i like your idea anon, nice one. Alright so we all know our twins can't cook for shit (this is true they told me themselves) and live out of takeouts so this fits them SO MUCH. I've actually never written anything involving cooking or food in general so this is gonna be interesting. This turned out more of ‘Teasing tangerine while you serve the best Stir-fry vegetables ever’ than a cooking fic my bad anon 😅 

Stirred Up

Tangerine x m!merc!Reader

Tags: Tangerine x m!reader, reader is a merc, duo mission with Tangerine (Lemons taking a vacay), slight mention of violence, slutty!Tangerine, dom!reader, not brit-picked, Reader is taller than Tangerine, cooking, domesticity, five-star hotels shenanigans, fluff, fluff and smut, implied smut

Coming back from a tiring mission in the middle of the night calls for dinner, and luckily you’re skilled enough to actually cook and not call in takeouts. Tangerine is mesmerized by your arms but that's besides the point. 

—

At the stroke of midnight, a very tired, very disheveled Tangerine barges into your shared hotel room with yours and his luggage. You carried the valuable briefcase that contains your mission before closing the door and double-checking the lock for it.

“Oh thank bloody Jesus,” Tangerine practically deflates into the king-sized bed in the other room, making you chuckle while you store the case inside the hotel's safe. 

“You better not mess up the sheets with your dirty suit,”

“Hey! My suit ain't dirty!” He huffs when you enter the room. While you stood near the door, taking off your cufflinks, Tangerine spreads the expanse of his lean body on the dark blue sheets—silks it seems, you chuckled thinking a 5-star hotel would do any less—having shed his suit jacket, he arches into the mattress, his shirt riding up revealing a sliver of skin. You had to physically turn yourself to the ensuite bathroom before you had the mind to jump him.

“Clean up Tan, we’ll eat something after,” You started arranging your cufflinks—the expensive ones Tangerine bought for you on one leisure stroll around France—and taking off your jacket before you heard a groan from your boyfriend. 

“Eat? At this hour? Don't think room service is still serving, mate,” They were, you knew, but it's not in your nature to bother some poor hotel staff, even if it's a pretentious hotel in the expensive part of America. 

“Well, we’re lucky then,” You exited the bathroom to Tangerine sitting at the edge of the bed taking his shoes off. He turns when you entered. “This room was stocked earlier today, I'm sure the kitchen has something for us,” 

“Would it?”

“I booked in advance, remember? They got to have something,” Tangerine follows you through the vast expanse of the room. Now that you’ve taken it in, the large room has a living space, kitchen, bedroom, and ensuite bathroom. The decoration follows a sparce and modern setting, with a generic marble counter for the kitchen, while everything else follows a monochrome color scheme with a touch of beige. You spotted a potted plant near the tall windows, no doubt fake. 

Tangerine sat on the kitchen island while you scavenge the fridge. It did come stocked much to Tangerine's surprise. You pulled out enough ingredients to start a simple dinner and arrange them on the counter. While you looked around for the utensils, your eyes met Tangerine’s sly grin as you rolled up your shirt sleeves, the habit of getting ready for cooking. You chuckle, making your way to him before standing between his thighs, your arms casually resting on either side of his body. 

“What?” You grin, which makes Tangerines smirk.

“Nothin’” His eyes ran down your exposed arms before you hummed, earning his attention. 

“Sure honey,” Tangerine’s face promptly grows red which makes you chuckle. 

“Just… Y’know,” He plays with your folded sleeves. “You look good like this,”

“Oh do I?” Your body leans closer, face inches away from your boyfriend. Tangerine cranes his neck to meet yours, his breath ghosting your lips. 

“Yeah,” He grins and you nodded before capturing his lips in a slow kiss, running your tongue on his bottom lips, eliciting a moan from him. Your hands found purchase in the soft plane of his hips, pressing soothing circles, making Tangerine arch closer into your chest. 

“Darling…” His voice wavers as you bite down the column of his neck, nipping slightly just beneath his jaw and making him squirm. “God please,”

“What do you need, baby?” Your voice made him physically shudder, gripping at your shirt until his knuckles ran white. Your hand rubs slightly on his inner thigh. Tangerine sighs while he displays the his neck. 

“I need-” 

A sudden rumble broke your and Tangerine's focus. It lasted for a minute, before you slowly lowered your head to look at Tan’s stomach, then back to his burning face. The silence stretches, both of your eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

You crumble first, a chuckle that gradually turns into a full laugh which Tangerine follows. His head falls to your shoulder, burying his giggles into your neck until it makes you continue to laugh from the tickling sensation of his curly hair, his day gell long gone. 

“What you need is food, mister,” You pulled back, smiling at the mirth on Tangerine's face.

“Doesn't eating you count?” he tilts his head, an innocent gleam in his eyes, but you know better than to believe those striking blues.

“My cum does not count as a nutritious substance, my dear,”

“Yeah? Says who?”

“Every doctor within a mile radius?” You laughed, finally moving away from your boyfriend's reach, making his scowl. “Besides, I didn't pull all these out for nothing,” 

You busy yourself with locating a saucepan and other utensils before setting them out on the counter. Finally gathering all the things you need, you begin to recall an easy dinner recipe you used to cook back before you joined the agency, a paid merc working for anyone. It accompanied you on most cold nights where you're going to either die from the cold from the shit motel they put you in or die from hunger—either way, not a cool assassin's way to die. Stir-fried vegetables, simple and filling even if you discount the rice.

You cleaned the dished-out vegetables under running tap water before setting them aside to dry, starting your preparation for the sauce and spices. While you poured the necessary ingredients into a bowl to mix, you found Tangerine curiously making his way beside you, watching from enough distance so as to not disturb you. When you move to your right to mince some garlic, from your peripherals you spot his head cocked to the left, eyes glued to your hands. You grin as you put the garlic inside the bowl, suddenly turning to Tangerine’s widened eyes, his arms crossed, an adorable blush colored his cheeks.

“You wanna help?” You nodded to the dry vegetables set aside. His head perks up before darting a fleeting glance at the colorful assortments beside the sink. “Your hand is insane with a knife, I’m sure you can handle that,” 

“S-sure…” He coughs. Tangerine hops down from the counter and accepts the knife you handed over. He steadies a carrot on the provided cutting board, his hand shakes slightly, unbeknownst to you who’s mixing the contents of the earlier bowl.

“Just cut them slightly sideways, not too thin but small enough,” You focus solely on the mix in your hand when you hear an affirming grunt from your boyfriend. A minute passes when you finally finish mixing and sit the bowl down, you turn to Tangerine. God forbid you laugh until you cry.

There, stood Tangerine, dress shirt sleeves rolled up, beads of sweat underneath messy curls, brows furrowed while he struggles cutting up a carrot. He’s not even halfway. You stifle a laugh, instead moving behind him silently which shocks the merc, almost sending the knife flying.

“Fucking hell-”

“Baby, you gotta hold it like this,” His arms quiver as yours snakes above them, holding them firmly both on the vegetable and the knife. Leaning against his back, your lips level with Tangerine’s ears, making him twitch when you correct him.

“Your hands hold the knife like this, alright?” He nods jerkily.

“Then slice the carrot, nice-” You smirk as you lean closer. “And easy,” 

“Y-yeah, I got it,” He swallowed. You grin before kissing the shell of his ear, making Tangerine shiver, then moving away from his body. He quickly misses your body heat as he glares at you, turning the blade to point at you. “Quit teasin’ me love, or you’ve got anotha’ thing coming,” 

Your giggle turns into a laugh, Tangerine still glaring—quite literally—daggers at you. When you finally sober up, you quickly move to his side and hold his hip. “Cut those right and you’ll get dessert after this,” You whispered.

Tangerine could've strained his neck with how fast he turned, eyes wide. “You promise?”

“Of course dear,” You nodded, your eyes growing warm as you spot the glints in those stark blues. You reach over Tangerine to grab the other vegetables that have yet to be chopped, before getting comfortable on your own cutting board and knife. You slice them into appropriate sizes before setting them aside into their own bowl, your eyes drifting to your boyfriend who has finally succeeded in cutting his carrots.

"Well this is easy!" His lithe fingers twirl the knife, grinning in triumph. "I could cut these all day!"

"That's good honey," You answered without moving your eyes from the pan you're heating up with olive oil. unbeknownst to you, Tangerine currently has his mouth wide enough for a fly to wander in, his eyes wide when he spots the bowls of colorful vegetables next to your cutting board.

"I- what- Did you cut all those…" You finally turned to him, utterly confused by his expression. "By yourself?" his finger points lamely.

You tilted your head, before following where he was pointing and spotting your bowls. "Oh! Yeah, figured I did the rest so we can finish cooking," you shrugged.

Tangerine, either fueled with anger or embarrassment, shoves his bowl of carrots into your side and dumps his knife and cutting board into the sink. "Yeah, well, you didn't need my help then," 

Oh darling, You thought, pulling at his hips to press a kiss to his temple. "You know it's not like that Tan. I did need your help, and I appreciate what you did. Thank you, my love, you did an amazing job,"

While his lips are still pulled at the edges into a frown, his lovable stache following his top lip makes you giggle slightly as he grumbles, Tangerine can't help but sway in your direction when you bring him to press against your left. Before you could move, his hands grips the collar of your shirt and pulls. Said soft lips press against yours and you couldn't help but smile into them, hearing Tan growl slightly before pulling harder, making you bow slightly to match his height. He slowly loosens his grip, still holding you against him as you part from him. His breath ghosts your lips "That desert better be worth it," he growls.

"Of course my love," Your eyes sharpen, spotting the lake of desire slowly pooling in Tangerines eyes. "Go set the table,"

He reluctantly strips himself from you, grumbling all the way from where he retrieved the plates and utensils to the kitchen island. You chuckle, eyes watching the way your boyfriend's body arches as he grabs a plate from the cupboard, too tight dress shirt accentuates his waist. Bites and bruises flash over the sliver of skin when the shirt rides up Tangerines body, you had to physically shake yourself in or else you'll burn the already hot oil.

You dropped the vegetables from their bowl into the pan, using a wooden spatula to saute them thoroughly on low heat. When you deemed them ready, you pour in the sauce and begin stirring, making sure the sauce is mixing with the vegetables. When you turned to check on Tan, he was sitting on a barstool facing you, engrossed on his phone with a small smirk on his lips, no doubt talking to Lemon about his day. You wondered what time it would be in London while you plated the stir fry on a large plate. 

"Here we are," Tangerine perks up when you present the dish in front of him. "Stir-fried vegetables, enough to get us through the night," 

You're not a great cook, god forbid you to try anything harder than a chicken pot pie, but simple dishes get the job done and most times you prefer takeouts on missions anyways. But the one thing every retired agent wants you to learn is always; cooking, so you picked up a book one day and said 'fuck it'. The stir-fry in front of you and Tan is one of those outcomes.

"Darling…" His eyes rake over the colorful assortments of vegetables, hits of brown from the sauce that peeks out from underneath entrances him. "This looks amazing,"

"Really? I think street vendors in Asia plate these better," You take a seat next to Tangerine who immediately snaps his fingers at you.

"Oi, no undersellin' yourself." He bites. "If I didn't knew any better, I'd think this is from a Michelin-star restaurant,"

"Tan we've been to a Michelin-star restaurant," You sigh as you begin plating yours and Tangerines serving. 

"Yeah and this is basically the same," He scoops a spoon full and begins eating, so you do the same. Not another minute before he hums and licks a stray sauce on his lips. "And I stand corrected, this is amazing love,"

"Well, thank you then," While you continued eating, you couldn't help the sheepish smile accompanying it.

Tangerine and you ate in relative silence, the comfort of each others presence enough to compensate for the otherwise cold hotel room. while the clock turns to 1 AM, a pitter patter could be heard from the far window, the start of rain. Your eyes follow the droplets as they begin to spread on the glass, making the various lights of the city blur into no recognition. The weather coincidentally turns into the perfect condition for cuddling, you turn to Tangerine with a warm smile tugging on your lips.

Once the two of you finished dinner, you collected the dishes and began to wash them. While you run water and scrub the plates with dish soap, Tangerine plays the role of drying them. You hand him the clean dishes while he runs a clean cloth on them, making sure to get every drop of water. 

Tonight was surprisingly domestic for two mercs who tortured their target, acquired the needed briefcase, and ran through an alleyway shootout from the opposing gangster not two hours ago. You recall holding Tangerine's hand while you guide him through cutting vegetables, eating in mutual silence and finally doing the dishes. Those thoughts would feed into your fantasy of living in the suburbs of London, or anywhere in the world, maybe doing woodwork or farm work while the glint of your and Tangerine's wedding ring reminds you of each other's eternal vows. You had to blink for a second in order to not let a plate slip, those fantasies stay as fantasies for a reason.

Once the last utensil is cleaned, you hand it over to Tangerine and begin to wash your hands, still slightly dazed from all the intoxicating warmth of domesticity. Strong arms suddenly wrap around you and for a second your instincts kick in, before soft curls nuzzles into your nape, followed by presses of lips and moustache, making you giggle.

"Tan, hey," You chuckle, drying your hands before your boyfriend's swaying would take you away. Demanding hands turn your body so that you face a putting Tangerine, back pressed to the counter, his leg stands dangerously between yours. His lips collide with yours in a hurry, moving in tandem with yours. He bites slightly, asking for entrance at which you grant easily, feeling his heavenly tongue take his fill. Tangerine smirks, begins biting down your jaw, he pulls at your hips, he feels your arousal and so do you, making you grunt. He has the gall to chuckle, then bites down just under your jaw, making you shiver from the way he laps over it, definitely leaving a mark in the morning. You could only grip the counter harder, suppressing the urge to slam Tangerine against the kitchen island and take him then and there. 

“M’pretty sure…” Tangerines eyes sharpen, a viper slithering up your body until he captivates your eyes. “I was promised a dessert,”

You could only chuckle as Tangerine pulls you into the bedroom, closing the door with a slam, before he pushes you against it. Your thoughts drift slightly, thinking of more cooking you should do to get these rises out of your boyfriend. 

My requests are open <3

#tangerine bullet train #tangerine x m!reader #tangerine x male reader #tangerine x y/n #tangerine x reader #tangerine x you #tangerine fanfiction #bullet train tangerine #bullet train fanfic

[zaceouiswriting]

Vivid blue eyes of a lewd All-American man

Character: Clark Kent x male reader

Universe: Somewhere in DC

Warnings: Mention of smut

Life is for no one an easy thing. Everyone has his own struggles, some are verily different than others.

One of the best examples for this, did you encounter in form of an all American man. Handsome, tall, strong, with angular facial features, dark hair and the most strange blue eyes you have ever seen. The color seemed to move all the time, never let the blue be the same.

The only problem was, he had a girlfriend. Which was just classic for you. Still you saw him almost everywhere. When you bought groceries, he was in the supermarket, looking at vegetables. When you were going on a walk, just a few feet away from you, was this man. When you were working out, almost instantly, the man took another machine on the other side of you. Even with all of these coincidences, you did not felt threatened by him.

His eyes, even when their color seemed to move, were the kindest you had ever seen. Almost as if he was absolute pure, nothing evil within his cells.

Still he seemed to follow you everywhere you go. Jus to finally know it for sure, you took it to the test. You trained yourself completely dry, to the bring of exhaustion. The man did not even got to sweat. With his body, you were sure, he did not even need to train anymore. But with your sore body, you left him. Walking down to the locker room.

Just as you taught, not long after, the stranger came in the room too. But you were naked, as the day you were born. Bend over for him to see your behind perfectly clear. You looked trough your legs, directly at him, winking as he began to switch his white, pale skin with the one of a tomato. It looked quite amusing. But he did not look away.

You on the other hand, became more uncomfortable within a short moment. So you decided to come back up, turn slightly to him, wink again and took your towel to swing it over your shoulder and walked to the showers. Surprisingly, the man did not came in the showers at all. Normally he followed you shortly after.

As you finished up and came back into the locker room, he was gone. Confused you looked around you, to make sure he actually was not there anymore. A slight pain, washed over you, as you finally realized that you had gone too far.

The next couple of days, he was nowhere to be seen at all. The weeks he had followed you around, were now only a thoughts of the past.

Months gone by, where you hadn’t seen him on campus. Nearly as if he just vanished from the face of the earth, just to get away from you. Ashamed of yourself, you closed a bit up. Your friends had fun without you, which wasn’t that hard, because they always tell you that you are boring anyways.

Now your time almost exclusively was filled with learning. Something you hadn’t needed to do before, but with everything that had transpired, your head was preoccupied.

It was on a Saturday evening, that you literally ran into the guy again. Your eyes had widened, while you apologized as you had seen who stood in front of you. He smiled down at you, the height difference was almost laughable. He dwarfed you completely, not only because he was taller, but he became buffer as well.

„You don’t need to apologize, to be honest, I stood in your way. I did not know how to get your attention, because you had ignored me for the past two months.“

Now you were even more confused than before.Why would you ignore him? He wasn’t on campus anyway.

„To correct you, I was on campus. I even sat beside you in the library to talk to you, but you ignored me, as if I wasn’t there. To be honest, hurt like a bitch, especially after the performance you did to get my attention in the first place.“ He liked his lips, while his eyes slowly wandered your clothed body. Not as innocent as you believed before.

„But-What? If you liked it, why didn’t you come after me. I mean you followed me for weeks, why not then?“

A bright red blush came over his cheeks, as he heard that you noticed his odd behavior. His right big hand in his neck, to scratch it in embarrassment. „I had a girlfriend at the time. Well, I’m not the type of guy to cheat. So I tried to keep myself away from your temptation. But I really fast came to know, that this wasn’t possible anymore. So I broke it off and tried to get your attention, again but with not avail.“

It took you a moment, to really get into the right mind to really process what he just had told you. „Wait, you broke it off because of me? But you don’t know me!“

„I broke it off, because I realized thanks to you, that a man body, makes me feel better, than a woman body. And wanted to ask you if you were free, to maybe explore it a bit with me?“

The blush that had vanished for a moment, came back, even redder than before. It was quite cute to see him so far out of his comfort zone.

But it also made you dizzy. Of course he wouldn’t be your first, but with a landslide, the most handsome guy you would’ve been with until this point. Not only this, but you saw his package once, and it was big enough to rip you almost in half flaccid. Since then you were sure, he wasn’t a human, but a half horse hybrid or some other fantasy bullshit.

„Your dorm or my apartment? If I’m being honest, your dorm would be more preferable for me. I always wanted to get drilled by someone at a place, where my screams could be heard by other dudes.“

To say that the man in front of you were shocked, was an understatement. His mouth hand so wide open, he couldn’t really close it again. At least not on his own. So out of the goodness of your heart, you stepped forward, and helped him. Your left hand under his chin and slowly closing his mouth, „I believe you can do better things with this tongue sticking out of your wide open mouth, right?“

As if your teasing, finally broke him out of the place he was in, he finally got himself back togehter, straighten up his back again, and a slight smirk now graced his handsome face.

„You will beg me to stop punishing you for this.“ His sudden confidence made you so horny, that there outside your own dick, began to grow hard. As if he could sense it, he grabbed you there, „You would like that, wouldn’t you? Then follow me, we have a bit of a way in front of us.“

Without anything else said, you followed him this time, the roles were reversed. And hoped, that you would outlive this experience and even when not, to die like this, wouldn’t be too bad. At leads not with the handsome stranger at your side.

#Clark Kent x male reader #Clark Kent imagine #Superman x male reader #Superman imagine #dc x male reader #dc imagine #x male reader #male reader #male reader imagine #male reader imagines #x male reader imagine #x male reader imagines

[amyyythestarry]

CHAPTER 27 OF AFTER SCHOOL HANAKO KUN!

Omg.

Sakumei, Aoinene, Terukane?! And Kou, Yokoo, Satouu, Mitsu besties?!? HIDDEN TSUMITSU!?!?!??

THE ONLY THING THAT’S MISSING IS TSUKASA OMFG. 😭

THEY HAD TO GIVE US THIS PICTURE OF THE WHOLE SQUAD BEING TOGETHER, THE BROADCAST GROUP IS HERE BUT IT’S MORE OF A FKING TRIO BECAUSE TSU AIN’T HERE.

You’re killing me Aidalro.

SUMIRE TOO?! ARE YOU SERIOUS.

I swore I wasn’t gonna simp for this freaky emo boy but Aidalro is making that hard to do for some reason.

Doppleganger, huh?

Funny how Teru talks about cursed veggies, because he dislikes vegetables that look like monsters. Idk about Natsuhiko’s story.. But this doppleganger kinda relates to Mitsu because there are literally two of him, except one is forever dead in TBHK.

Jesus I love the lesbians on the left.

But Mitsuba’s so casual about this horror topic?

Paint brush for Shijimei, another association. Idk about Sakura’s though..

Coincidence, I think not.

If you meet your doppleganger, you’ll die soon.

Canon interferes with everything huh?

Why is Mitsuba so tall? These characters keep getting taller.

KOU IN THE OVERSIZED CARDIGAN.

KILL ME THAN WON’T YOU AIDA.

THE HEAD TILT, WHAT.

If this is actually Amane, if Nene were to meet her doppleganger and die, and Amane saved her, than his has to symbolize Nene’s real short life span and how Hanako’s trying to save Nene. Because he prevented her from seeing her doppleganger.

So does that mean Nene won’t die, and Hanako will actually be able to prevent her death? And some short of plot twist will take place?

I’m kind of upset that was a whole dream, this would have been a cool au.

But don’t worry, that’s where I come in. 🤭

I love Kou.

???

Great chapter.

Thank Aidalro for giving me yet another au idea.

Also, I think I’m just going to be delusional and believe the person who saved Nene was Tsukasa. You can’t stop me.

#anime #tbhk #jshk #ashk #ashk chapter 27 #jshk nene #tbhk nene #jshk sakura #tbhk sakura #jshk aoi #tbhk aoi #jshk kou #tbhk kou #jshk mitsuba #tbhk mitsuba #jshk shijima #tbhk shijima #jshk teru #tbhk teru #jshk natsuhiko #tbhk natsuhiko #jshk yokoo #tbhk yokoo #jshk satouu #tbhk satouu #jshk amane #tbhk amane #jshk sumire #tbhk sumire #jshk akane

[mkorpse13]

Description: Kevin defends Rolf from a bully.

Rolf sat down under a shady tree on the front of the Peach Creek High School campus. He decided to get there early so he could escape doing the morning chores on the farm.

Ever since he had moved to Peach Creek he was always managing the farm mostly on his own, at times his family would pitch in but would do the bare minimum. His papa was usually at the market, trying to make a living off of selling the vegetables and fruits grown on the farm. His mama was often cleaning and cooking inside the house which left him to do everything on the farm. It was practically Rolf’s farm at that point.

He leaned against the tree, staring at his rings that shined on all of his fingers. They glimmered from the early morning sunset. He smiled, the shimmer of them were very soft and satisfying to look at.

Rolf felt a sudden bang against the tree, looking up he had seen the a jock from the football team. He made a low groan, turning around to stare at the ground. He already knew what was coming. These jocks had often made fun of him, mocking him for having different customs.

The single jock confidently strolled around the tree to face Rolf. He smirked at Rolf, looking down and gazing at him. Rolf continued to ignore him, fidgeting with his hands.

Quickly getting impatient, the jock cleared his throat hoping that would signal Rolf to look up. Rolf finally lifted his head, glaring at him.

“Why do you bother Rolf at the early hours of the morning? Why bother Rolf at all?” He sneered.

“Because you’re weird. He scoffed “You come from a weird country with odd customs, and gross people.” He spat out, waving his arms around in the air, before coming back with another attack. “You’re also extremely fun to mess with.”

Rolf shot up from the ground, shoving the jock backwards.

“Leave Rolf’s country out of this!” He shoved a finger right into the jock’s face.

“Oh alright, then would you want me to talk about your piggish mother instead?” He raced back towards Rolf, slamming him hardly against the tree. Leaves fell down around them. Rolf groaned in pain, grabbing onto the back of his head and rubbing it.

“You made a big mistake pushing me, Vorlik.” He said the last name with much disgust, as if it had tasted bitter to say. “I’ll make you wish you had never left from that Old Country.” The jock had gotten in Rolf’s face, his hot breath hitting against Rolf and his fists clinging onto Rolf’s wool sweater.

“Hey! What are you doing to him?!” A angry voice came from afar. The voice was familiar to Rolf. It was Kevin! He trudged over to them, stomping angrily against the floor.

The jock had looked back with fear. He already knew what the consequences may be. He quickly released Rolf, causing Rolf to slump against the tree. He slowly backed away from Rolf, turning to Kevin to greet him.

“Oh come on Kevin, I was just playing around with him.” The jock placed his sweaty hand on Rolf’s head to ruffle his hair.

“Don’t lie to me man. I know what you were doing to him!” Kevin fumed, shoving his finger into the jock’s face. “You know I could get you kicked off the football team if this happens again, right?” He crossed his arms, glaring at him. Rolf is off limits. You got that?”

“Yeah, whatever man. You can never take a joke.” The jock walked off, hands in the pockets of his tight jean pants.

“Hey dude, you alright?” Kevin lended Rolf a hand and helped the taller boy up from the tree.

“Rolf is fine, just a slight aching in his head.” He chuckled, softly rubbing the back of his head.

“Wanna go get breakfast? It’ll probably make you feel better?” Kevin smiled, motioning his head to point towards the entrance of the school.

“Alright. Rolf will partake in this journey to the cafeteria, even though he would much rather have his mama’s spicy olive balls.” He smiled smugly.

“Maybe if you were to actually try something, you’d enjoy it.” Kevin pestered Rolf as they started walking towards the entrance of the school.

Hello everyone, hope this was a good read. Pretty small, yet I’m somewhat proud of it. There may be errors, if there are any flaws please forgive me as I’m am really tired.

#ed edd n eddy #eene #eene rolf #eene kevin #eene fanfic

[kamidukki]

[AKNK April Fool 2023] Butlers' Lie

A short summary of the cut scenes that happen if you log in during April Fool. I forgot to record everything, so I'm pulling these from memory (which, sadly, isn't that reliable). Heavily paraphrased. Feel free to point out any mistake(s).

Berrien - made a resolution to overcome his fear of bugs by keeping a butterfly's eggs (?) "I'm sorry Master, it was a lie. I didn’t keep any eggs, but it's true that I want to rid my fear of bugs. Therefore, hopefully someday we can walk together in the garden, enjoying the scenery."

Lono - greeted us in keigo (JP formal language) and claims he has mastered it then burst out laughing.

Bastien - claims he is able to understand and talk in cat language. "It was a lie but it would be nice if it were real. Maybe I should I ask Muu to teach me. How about we learn together, Master?"

Haures - he's now a master of baking and can successfully make anything even with eyes closed (?) "That I'm a master baker was a lie, but I truly want to be able to succeed someday so I'll keep learning."

Fennesz - today's dinner is mushroom stew! With the freshly picked mushroom I cultivated in the garden(?). Well, it's true the dinner is mushroom stew, but not from the garden. "To take anything from the garden, we need Ammon's permission after all."

Boschi - claim to have overcome dislikes of vegetables. "I'm asparagus lover now! ...Nah, what a joke. I'll never say such things. Be careful, Master. If you ever see someone with my face saying he likes veggies, that's how you know that is not me."

Ammon - "Master, notice something different about me today?" No, the master doesn't. Ammon invites us to take a closer look before claiming he now has his piercing underneath his tongue instead of ears. "Well, that was a lie. Nothing about my piercings changed, sorry about that, Master. Your serious face looking for the answer was cute though."

Lamli - "I've never told anyone this but I used to be a cat a long time ago!" Yeah, that was the lie. Then he keeps going how Nac is actually more cat-like than him with his heterochromia. "Should I call him Nyakku?"

Lucas - new season, new resolution! He's going to stop drinking from now on! Well, April Fool. He's not. "But I do find myself restrain more when you're around, Master. Think you can stay on the manor to be with us for today? Eh, this is not part of the lie, you know."

Nac - claim to have overcome his meat phobia. And then a story about Lamli fed him fried frogs??? (I'm horrified I have so little memories of the story)

Lato - "A special day where you're allowed to tell lies? How strange for humans to have such a day, given without it, they lie on daily basis." Rather than lying, he'd make true (force) the words he says. His wishes are: to go to a parsley field with Master, to watch ants in the garden with Master, and for the Master to remain in the manor. [Note: There's a mention of a book though I forgot the details about this. Does the book grant any wishes that are written on it?]

Flure - says "actually I-" and then stops there, giving up because he remembers Lato hate lies. Flure had wanted to say that he had successfully get Lato to quit calling/referring him as his little brother. Then Lato appears, saying, "To stop your lie midway just because you remember I hate those... As I thought, my little brother is a really kindhearted person." After he walks away, Flure: "If you heard what my lie was I do hope you stop calling me that though..." [Note: Flure's expression is slightly comical in my opinion, so this scene is actually rather heartwarming in its entirety]

Miyaji - claims he has grown taller by 2 cm, thus making his head bump into things more often. Well, the former is a lie but the latter is truth. Miyaji: wait, could it be I've gotten taller for real?

Teddy - impersonating Yuuhan, claiming that's who he really is after the classic collide-onto-each-other-then-switch-bodies scenario.

Yuuhan - likewise, he impersonates Teddy.

Hanamaru - claims that Yuuhan calls him 'Dad' in his sleep-talk. "How does that sound, Master? Isn't it amusing?" Yuuhan, in eerie smile and a voice I imagine colder than the Antarctica, "No, not at all." Hanamaru jumps in surprise. Yuuhan: How audacious of you to claim I sleep-talk when it's you who has to be waken up every morning by Teddy and I... Master, can I borrow Hanamaru for a moment?

#aknk #akuneko #あくねこ

[justsomerandomfanfic]

hi! i was wondering if i could get romantic and platonic matchup for mha? For romantic i'd like male ship, please!

ᓚᘏᗢ general info:

/ 21 / she/her / enfp / 7w8 / leo /

𓆈appearance𓆈

𓆈 i'm tall, taller than most of my friends → i'm 6'2. my figure is hourglass shaped, something like models in 50s/60s fashion magezines, i think. i have shaggy golden blonde thick curls, my hair is long so i usually tie it up in two buns and two braids (like goldilocks from puss in boots: the last wish). my eyes are amber. i have skinny hands with long fingers

𓆈 my clothing style is mix of whimsigoth, cryptidcore and grandmacore. i really like unusual jewelry → weird shaped rings, earrings, brooches (i especially love the insect shaped and art nouveau ones)

𓆣personality𓆣

𓆣 i'm positive and upbeat person, i try to see the bright side in most situations. i'm friendly, cheerful and bubbly. i'm full of energy and i can be a bit chaotic, but i try to be as responsible as possible, i want people to feel that they can rely on me

𓆣 i'm really confident and i'm not afraid to express myself

𓆣 i care about my friends and family a lot, and go out of my way to show it. i love making people smile

𓆣 i'm super kind person, but won't take any nonsense

𓆣 i have morbid, dark sense of humor. sometimes i randomly say a weird obscure fact in the middle of conversation

𓆣 i'm kinda struggling with taking rest, doing nothing, because there is always something to do, something new to learn, etc. → i'm afraid of stagnation. i overwork myself a lot

𓆣 can't think of anything that i don't like, guess i'm so fixated on my hobbies and passions, i don't pay any attention to other things

𓃹 my hobbies 𓃹

𓃹 dancing and performing. i'm ballet dancer since i was a kid. i also try my skills as figure skater

𓃹 sewing and knitting. i sew most of my clothes and i made for myself tons of sweaters, with most silly patterns like characters from old cartoons, for example "wilk i zając" or "krecik"

𓃹 playing on instruments. i can play on violin, cello, piano, guitar, saxophone, harp and drums, i'm currently learning how to play on trumpet

𓃹 learning. about world and universe or learning new skills. i'm deeply fascinated by space and oceans, they're still unknown to humanity, learning about them makes me sigh in wonder and admiration. i also love nature, i could spend days wandering in forests, observing and learning about animals, insects, plants

𓃹 doll making. i love making dolls, puppets, marionettes. wooden, porcelain, rag, basically every type. i organize puppet theaters, sometimes i give my works as gifts to my loved ones

𓃹 art, any kind of art actually. i like to learn about artists and their work, and i like to try different types of art. sculpting, painting, ceramics, photography, filmmaking, i adore them all. i work as illustrator for fantasy books and books for kids (and honestly this job is dream come true for me!)

𓃹 gardening and herbalism. i work on in garden a lot, i grow flowers, vegetables and herbs. i know herbal medicine, i make my own infusions and tinctures

𓃹 cooking and baking. i learn new recipes whenever i have the opportunity. my favorite things to bake are bread and cookies. i also pick mushrooms, dry them or pickle them

sorry if it's too long or too chaotic (⁠･ั⁠ω⁠･ั⁠)

thank you so much for even reading this! (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

i love your writing sm, btw! ♡

Hello! I hope you like your matchups! <3333

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My Hero Academia;

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Platonic;

Tamaki Amajiki:

🐙 You met Tamaki while out Pro-heroing, you have a pretty useful fighting quirk, but you usual go out and help those who are in need during/after crazy battles - the poor civilians often needed medical help, and you were there to help them; and then you met Tamaki

🐙 After one nasty battle, thankfully not a lot of people were harmed, you finished healing a few people and decided to go up and thank the other heroes for their good work - Mirio and Nejire matched the same bright and bubbly vibe of yours perfectly, while Tamaki was a bit nervous and thanked you in return

🐙 From then on, you met up with the three young heroes, going to little cafes to grab a bite to eat, and during that time, you got to know Tamaki a little bit more too - you actually surprise him, mirio, and nejire when randomly in a conversation you blurted out a really random fact

🐙 For Tamaki's birthday, after having known him for a while, you gifted him a homemade puppet - you took his little smile and words of thanks as a very good sign that he liked and appreciated it; he was amazed how talented you are

🐙 You and Tamaki are very much opposites, but like mirio and nejire, he works well with you, believing that you are a great and loyal friend - he knows that he could always rely on you

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Romantic;

Hizashi Yamada:

🎤 You and Hizashi are literally like the most perfect match - you are both bright, friendly, cheerful, bubbly little fire balls of energy (and both very much chaotic); he's confident , you're confident, he's loves making people happy, you love making people happy - I could say more but I think you get the idea (bit of an age gap? Who cares? You guys are perfect)

🎤 On to the dating stages of your life, cause we all know that you and he would just automatically be best friends in the beginning, you and Hazashi would literally always be there for each other; ride or die really - another thing that the two of you hate, stagnation, Hizashi is always doing something, (as are you)

🎤 Though, if things do settle down, (just slightly, we all know he won't stop moving), Hizashi is totally down to help you do whatever you need to get done; you're gardening? Hizashi is already repotting your plants, you're baking cookies? He's already tossing them in the oven and stealing cookie dough on the side

🎤 You do spend a lot of time together - it's like his favorite thing, if you haven't noticed - whether it's painting portraits of each other, dancing around the kitchen while baking bread, or teaching him how to sew his own clothes, he's loving it because you love it and he's doing it all with you

🎤 But then again, when times are slower, Hizashi will always take walks through forests with you, his curiosity getting the best of him as he asks you about almost every insect, animal, or plant that you both pass by; Hizashi loves everything that you do, finding you incredible, and he tells you often - he gifts you a lot of things that you like as well (like weird jewelry), but most of all, he loves spending time with you, just being in your presence fuels him

#fluff #cute #x reader #request #requested #mha #my hero academia #matchups #matchup

[humbletumblecrudi]

Hello! Omg, the twst headcanons you made is very cute 😳 May i request romantic headcanons as well for twst but with Savannaclaw? 👀✨ What about gn!s/o pulls them just to kiss them (lips/cheeks/etc), thank you 🥺💗

You can! I did both kissing and romantic headcanons if that's good! Grouped in one!

Synopsis: Reader and how they handle their Savanaclaw partner!

Ships: Leona, Ruggie, and Jack × GN!Reader

ⲯ﹍︿﹍︿﹍ 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛 ﹍ⲯ﹍ⲯ﹍︿﹍

⑴ Leona's romantic nature is slow and residual, as he's an adult and his past has made it hard to trust another in an intimate way. He is not going to be fast or overly warm, he's going to mess up and make you feel bad every so often… but even he can't deny he's falling in love. 

⑵ It doesn't matter how long his romantic feelings stretch out the timeframe, he's going to still be nursing his pride after you start a romantic relationship. He likes most personalities and he's got no preference, but he likes his partner biting back and flicking him off…

⑶ Pulling Leona into a kiss while he has no leverage will startle him, but he's not going to pull away. Kissing him on the lips is the most fulfilling kiss to him and he loves upside down kisses (mostly him laying down and you above him) and sudden kisses as you turn to meet him. He's sneaky.

⑷ A date will be luxurious or, if not really up to standard for Vil, will be at least expensive. You can't tell me he does research on places to eat and all that. He probably only knows big names from his childhood or from his family, so he'd go somewhere the Afterglow Savana would approve. Hell, name a place and he'll go and pay, he doesn't care. Just don't shove vegetables into his mouth, okay?

⑸ You don't want to ask him about a nature date, or at least a nature walk (nap). But I think Leona might like it, as long as you two don't have to go far. Perhaps go off campus (without permission, Leona style) and rest on the beach or take a break in the woods, Leona isn't picky except if you're near a popular tourist spot.

⑹ This guy is a jock, that you know. But he's unmotivated, you know that. But he'll love anytime with you if you don't force him to do this or that. He has shown on many occasions with Vil he will be defiant, and he doesn't like expectations. So hold his face, kiss him, and support him. He's not perfect, he's not cruel or unloving, and he'll support you too. 

ⲯ﹍︿﹍︿﹍ 𝚁𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚎 𝙱𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚑𝚒 ﹍ⲯ﹍ⲯ﹍︿﹍

⑴ Ruggie's romantic language is either physical touch, gift giving, and/or words for affection. Maybe all of them! They seem right up his alley, and he's very affectionate to any partner type he has. He's also a bit stingy, so you might get more of the other two then one! Gotta save the pennies!

⑵ … But don't let that think he's not a gift giver, or romantic person! If he gets flowers for the dinner placement, it'll be dandelions or sunflowers he can get from the wild grass! If it's food, he'll share it as long as it's not his original dish. He might tease you, "My poor date…~ !" and share a lot under half his plate. The cafeteria is open~!

⑶ He's a smart boy, he'll understand any issue you bring to him and he can help you through it in his True (Chaotic) Neutral way! If it's a non-issue and just your worries, he'll be more jovial and might throw in a joke here or there. If it's an actual issue, he's a realist and will give it to you straight to help you.

⑷ Kissing Ruggie is saccharine, so to speak. If you're taller or shorter, that won't bug him one bit and he always wants to wrap his arms around your neck. You can tell Ruggie has had bouts of dehydration spells from the chasteness of his lower lip, either from in the past or just from hard work here at Savanaclaw. He's also a biter, but he watches his fangs carefully and mostly uses his front teeth. If you don't like biting, he won't bite. But then it's fair game for his tongue! … But if you hate that, he won't do it! 

⑸ If you wanna treat him, take him somewhere decent to eat! I know, I know; it's obvious he'd love a food date, why is that a part? Well, he loves food of all kinds but most likely, nice restaurant food is harder for him to get. He can usually afford or manage to get low-priced junk food from stores, but seeing the menu makes him sweat… You're paying, after all it's your treat! So comfort him on that, it's all about enjoying himself! (... Ruggie, where did the tupperware come from?)

⑹ He's sporty, take a jog with him when he can find time for it. He promises you he won't leave you in the dust again by taking off with no warning! He doesn't expect you to follow Savanaclaw dorm rules (unless your from Savanaclaw yourself) so don't get up if you don't want to, but he'd be so happy to see you coming up to join them (either to watch or practice, it doesn't matter)!

ⲯ﹍︿﹍︿﹍ 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚕 ﹍ⲯ﹍ⲯ﹍︿﹍

⑴ A tsundere through-and-through, your romantic start was almost as brusque as a running linebacker to the ball! Jack doesn't know when or where the platonic warm feeling of trust turned into love, but dammit, he's going to actually give in just for now!

⑵ … And by that, I mean he's going to try and wait it out while it's obvious what he wants. Imagine Jack sitting at lunch, and saving you a spot no matter where he sits. Looking around for you frantically if you share a class together. Tail wagging and ears perked if he hears you shouting… The usual things! 

⑶ Getting with Jack means you have a shadow following you… but that shadow is tall, dark skinned, has white hair, and has a deep booming voice. When Jack wants to, he can really be sneaky at the best of times, but you don't have to worry about him scaring you: his boots squeak and he has chains that jingle.

⑷ Kissing Jack is chaste, then romantic. The first of kisses are usually you or he leaning in, and startling the other from a sloppy lean-in. Jack's lips are perfectly normal if a bit pouty when he doesn't get what he wants, like a kiss. He's a sucker for receiving cheek kisses, and if you really wanna tease him… bite his lip hard enough to bruise, he likes a bit of fight even if it makes him jump. 

⑸ An ideal date with Jack is usually a park date or a date at a museum. The park date is mostly so you and he can walk around, you can eat at outside kiosks, and generally just enjoy time outside of school. Museum dates are more niche (to him they are) because he genuinely does love learning, and he likes learning about old plants… he also would love a little cactus or succulent item to take home!

⑹ Jack always looks sideways at Leona's sleeping habits during the day… but he can explain why he would willingly nap with you in the day! Sometimes… you just can't fill up a whole day and there are no tests mid-week, so if you're up for it… please rest on the couch with him and just vibe? Please? If you (or him) fall asleep, that's okay! 

#Twisted Wonderland #TWST #Savanaclaw #Leona Kingscholar #Ruggie Bucchi #Jack Howl #x Reader #x GN Reader #Twisted Wonderland x Reader #TWST x Reader #Savanaclaw x Reader #Leona Kingscholar x Reader #Ruggie Bucchi x Reader #Jack Howl x Reader #Twisted Wonderland x GN Reader #TWST x GN Reader #Savanaclaw x GN Reader #Leona Kingscholar x GN Reader #Ruggie Bucchi x GN Reader #Jack Howl x GN Reader #Gender Neutral Reader #Twisted Wonderland Headcanons #Twisted Wonderland Fluff

[firstdivisiongirl]

hi! i was wondering if i could get male tokyo revengers matchup? perfect match please!

ᓚᘏᗢ general info:

/ she/her / enfp / 7w8 / leo /

𓆈appearance𓆈

𓆈 i'm tall, taller than most of my friends → i'm 6'2. my figure is hourglass shaped, something like models in 50s/60s fashion magezines, i think. i have shaggy golden blonde thick curls, my hair is long so i usually tie it up in two buns and two braids (like goldilocks from puss in boots: the last wish). my eyes are amber. i have skinny hands with long fingers

𓆈 my clothing style is mix of whimsigoth, cryptidcore and grandmacore. i really like unusual jewelry → weird shaped rings, earrings, brooches (i especially love the insect shaped and art nouveau ones)

𓆣personality𓆣

𓆣 i'm positive and upbeat person, i try to see the bright side in most situations. i'm friendly, cheerful and bubbly. i'm full of energy and i can be a bit chaotic, but i try to be as responsible as possible, i want people to feel that they can rely on me

𓆣 i'm really confident and i'm not afraid to express myself

𓆣 i care about my friends and family a lot, and go out of my way to show it. i love making people smile

𓆣 i'm super kind person, but won't take any nonsense

𓆣 i have morbid, dark sense of humor. sometimes i randomly say a weird obscure fact in the middle of conversation

𓆣 i'm kinda struggling with taking rest, doing nothing, because there is always something to do, something new to learn, etc. → i'm afraid of stagnation. i overwork myself a lot

𓆣 can't think of anything that i don't like, guess i'm so fixated on my hobbies and passions, i don't pay any attention to other things

𓃹 my hobbies 𓃹

𓃹 dancing and performing. i'm ballet dancer since i was a kid. i also try my skills as figure skater

𓃹 sewing and knitting. i sew most of my clothes and i made for myself tons of sweaters, with most silly patterns like characters from old cartoons, for example "wilk i zając" or "krecik"

𓃹 playing on instruments. i can play on violin, cello, piano, guitar, saxophone, harp and drums, i'm currently learning how to play on trumpet

𓃹 learning. about world and universe or learning new skills. i'm deeply fascinated by space and oceans, they're still unknown to humanity, learning about them makes me sigh in wonder and admiration. i also love nature, i could spend days wandering in forests, observing and learning about animals, insects, plants

𓃹 doll making. i love making dolls, puppets, marionettes. wooden, porcelain, rag, basically every type. i organize puppet theaters, sometimes i give my works as gifts to my loved ones

𓃹 art, any kind of art actually. i like to learn about artists and their work, and i like to try different types of art. sculpting, painting, ceramics, photography, filmmaking, i adore them all. i work as illustrator for fantasy books and books for kids (and honestly this job is dream come true for me!)

𓃹 gardening and herbalism. i work on in garden a lot, i grow flowers, vegetables and herbs. i know herbal medicine, i make my own infusions and tinctures

𓃹 cooking and baking. i learn new recipes whenever i have the opportunity. my favorite things to bake are bread and cookies. i also pick mushrooms, dry them or pickle them

sorry if it's too long or too chaotic (⁠･ั⁠ω⁠･ั⁠)

thank you so much for even reading this! (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

Hello. It isn't too chaotic at all. I think I found the perfect match for you! I hope you like it!

You Got...

South Terano!!!

Would love to have you play music with him. He himself is a pianist.

Would love to watch you perform by yourself. Having a talented S/O would make him a proud man.

Would love how artistic you are. It makes him happy (wanted a music pun but could not think of any. Ten years of piano lessons down the drain)

He is a very dark person. So you're sense of humor would be something is loves.

Loves your confidence and how cheerful are. He is also like that too, so I think he wouldn't want someone timid. He loves chaos.

I think dates would be piano bars...or art galleries. Just be warned, he may get kicked out.

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